[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

There is a legend in the far east that people who died unjustly left strong obsession and resentment in the world before their death. The body is dead, but the soul still exists.

After a person dies, the soul will possess other people to fulfill their dying wishes.Only when the wish is fulfilled, the soul will leave the possessed person and reincarnate.

Xi Ya pitied the bumpkin Lestrade, who had never heard of ghosts in his childhood, for a second, and fell in love with Nie Xiaoqian for his classic human ghost that crossed species.

Lestrade was surprised when he heard it. Before that, he never knew that a person could possess another person to continue fulfilling his wish after he died, and he didn't even know that a person could continue to live after death. Human beings fall in love.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with turning into a ghost after death?

At the same time, countless native Londoners opened the door to a new world.

Wait, Sherlock is possessed by Shia, so he's...

"Sherlock, what wish did you have before you died?"

Seeing that Sherlock contributed a lot to Scotland Yard's case-solving rate during his lifetime, Lestrade is willing to call the little friends who are usually taken care of to do their best to help.

Xia paused, and with an indescribable expression, said slowly: "Before he died, he couldn't get rid of the identity of the first virgin in the British Empire."

"……Oh."

Lestrade opened his mouth wide and swallowed hard, "I can't help you, I don't know what kind of woman you like."

Xi Ya's face changed, and she said indifferently: "I lied to you."

Lestrade: "..."

Everyone: "..." Goddess, you can easily lose your baby like this!

Xia casually dropped the gun on the table, leaned against the old man's chair, and crossed her legs.

Holmes stepped on the soft pad, jumped onto Shia's lap, turned around, and lay obediently on her lap.

Lestrade watched helplessly as Shia squinted and licked the cat, ignoring him, feeling extremely overwhelmed.

"Shia, is Sherlock dead?"

"He's dead or not, you'll know if you go to the next door and have a look."

Lestrade: "..."

In the past, Scotland Yard's case-solving rate was supported by Sherlock and Shea, so when Lestrade heard that Sherlock was dead, he didn't care about anything and went directly to Shea, ignoring the first step that should be done.

Lestrade stepped on the octopus legs and ran to the next door to have a look, okay? Mrs. Hudson's eyes were red from crying, and Watson sat in Sherlock's room sorting out the relics, looking lonely as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

So, Lestrade returned to 223B again, firmly said: "Sherlock must be dead!"

Sherlock: "..." MDZZ.

No matter how much Sherlock told himself, this is a serial comic, in which Shia is not real, and Lestrade is not real, it still can't change the thought of wanting to kill Lestrade at this moment.

The plot continues.

Scotland Yard lost Sherlock, and it was quite a hectic period. Shea was a house girl who didn't like to go out seriously. No matter how big the case was, she would never go out as long as 223B Baker Street wasn't blown up.

While everyone was scratching their heads and wanting to know "Is Sherlock really dead", "How did Sherlock die", and "Who is the murderer", Shea made a phone call.

"Ah, soon."

"rest assured."

"They're fine."

The phone call with unknown meaning ended quickly, leaving everyone in suspense.

The next day, Shia, who was said to never go out unless Rocky blew up the earth, took Sherlock Holmes to the famous red light street in London.

This is where Sherlock's body was first discovered.

Lestrade followed Shea cautiously, as if he was following a big Buddha who would quit if he disagreed with him.

The scene has been sealed off since Sherlock's death, and Xia came to the scene on the third day after the incident.

Generally speaking, after a case occurs, the sooner you arrive at the scene, the more valuable clues you can obtain.

Lestrade thought about it with his octopus head, but he didn't understand the reason for Shia's actions. He always felt that what someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Sherlock must be right.

So he followed silently and listened.

Then, I heard Xi Ya looking at the bed in the middle of the room with a look of disgust: "Hurry up, whoever moves me out, the smell of so many men and women's sweat, semen/liquid/liquid, it suffocates me to death."

Lestrade, who only smelled roses after taking several deep breaths, silently offered his hand.

After the two-meter-one red bed was moved out, the room was quite empty.

The place where Sherlock's body was found was the bed that was just moved out. It is said that Sherlock died on a woman's bed. It is likely that she was too excited to sleep with a woman for the first time. Death.

There are also good people who say that the woman is a spy from another country, and this time she secretly came to London to approach Sherlock as a street girl, just to catch Sherlock when she is addicted to sex/things.

In this regard, Lestrade, who has not been to the scene in person but only saw the photos of the scene, said: It is all wrong.

Sherlock was lying naked on the big red bed, his face covered in blood.

According to the forensic examination, Sherlock did not ejaculate before his death.

As for whether he is still a virgin, the forensic doctor regrets that he is not capable enough to test it out, and cannot satisfy the strong curiosity of the people of London.

The enthusiastic Inspector Lestrade bravely asked the curious Londoners: "Sia, how did Sherlock die?"

"Didn't the forensic doctor tell you?"

Shia embraced Holmes, looked around the whole room, and clicked her lips in disgust, "Virgins have poor taste, cheap rental houses, cheap wallpapers, cheap street girls, I really want to see the one who killed Sherlock!" woman. Come on, let's go and see."

Lestrade followed Shea back to the police station.

On the second night after the incident, the woman was taken to the police station by enthusiastic Londoners and locked up.

The woman in the interrogation room can be clearly seen through the single-sided glass.

Her shoulder-length burgundy hair, her face is small, and her wavy curly hair adds a bit of maturity and sexiness.

Her eyes are calm and deep, she is not anxious or anxious about being locked up, she is sure that they can't find evidence and what to do with her, drinking coffee, her posture is not like the interrogation room where suspects are interrogated, but the atmosphere is beautiful good cafe.

Xi Ya narrowed her eyes: "Name?"

Lestrade hurriedly took the file: "Kim Moriarty."

Seeing this, if Sherlock still doesn't understand that Shia is messing around, he will...be the first virgin of the British Empire for a lifetime!

Moriarty is a woman, and a street girl, hehe, it's funny.

Watson had already laughed: "Haha, Moriarty is a woman!"

A while ago, Molly, who had always liked Sherlock, somehow brought a boyfriend to them, introduced him as Kim Moriarty, a university professor, and said that the two got along fairly well.

The first time Sherlock saw him, he didn't care about Molly's mood and directly exposed that the other party was a gay man with bad habits and a non-fixed bed partner.

Moriarty fled, and the romance fell through.

For this reason, Molly didn't give Sherlock a good look.

The slap in the face came soon.

Sherlock saw Moriarty for the second time, and the other party fought for three hundred rounds in a dark corner with a hot beauty in his arms. The beauty screamed again and again, "Oh, you are amazing!" Met a man like you," lavishly praising Moriarty's prowess in bed and the rareness of her natural size.

Sherlock just passed by and listened to a corner: "..."

After Sherlock went back, he thought back very seriously, and didn't feel that the identification of Moriarty as gay was wrong the first time he met.

He began to wonder if the person who couldn't see clearly in the dark night tonight was really Moriarty, maybe a twin brother or something with a similar back?

The time for the third meeting will come soon.

The beautiful woman she just met at night was stabbed to death, and her body was discarded by the roadside. Moriarty was included in the scope of interrogation as the first suspect who left semen/fluid in the deceased.

It was Sherlock who interrogated him.

Moriarty's suspicion was quickly cleared. Not long after he entered the police station, a woman rushed to testify, saying that she and Moriarty were still in bed when the deceased died, and at the same time, another woman was having threesomes together. .

Sherlock's face was swollen from the blow.

Afterwards, Molly, who knew the truth, gave Sherlock a hearty slap.

For this reason, Watson said that he was happy to hear and see, he was very happy, and he ate two more bowls of rice that night.

When Shia wanted to hear the story, Watson told the incident as a joke, but Shia was so concerned that he even drew it into the comics.

"Thinking that Moriarty, who likes to play 3P, is a woman, I'm surprised!"

Watson looked down with great interest.

Sherlock... doesn't want to talk.

At the same time, in an apartment in London, there was a magazine in front of the real Moriarty.

On the top of the magazine is a huge English cursive "Boys and Girls". It was just released this morning, and it only costs 6 pounds.

"Woman? Huh."

Xi Ya, who really loves to make trouble, fell asleep, completely unaware of how many people scolded her to death in her sleep, and how many readers who were not satisfied with watching her wanted to sneak her out of the small dark room and whip her.

Because, the magazine is here, it is over!

Werther of Shia was slaughtered again.

"Broken dog!"

"It's a good chapter!"

"Goddess, it's easy to lose the babies like this!"

"No matter how good-looking the male and female models in the back are, they can't save my broken heart!"

"You are indifferent, ruthless, and unreasonable! How did Sherlock die on Moriarty's bed!"

Sherlock also wants to know how he died in Moriarty's bed.

"Lincia!"

Sleeping drowsily, Xi Ya opened her eyes and saw Sherlock's enlarged handsome face. She stretched out her finger and picked Sherlock's chin. The domineering president smiled evilly: "Come on, give me a smile."

Sherlock: "..."

The author has something to say: Sherlock: How the hell did I die in Moriarty's bed?

Shia: I was murdered!

Sherlock: Seriously!

Shia: All of them are exhausted.

Sherlock: ...

Xi Ya: After finally getting rid of the identity of the first virgin man in the British Empire, he died of a cerebral hemorrhage due to excitement?

Sherlock: ...

Xi Ya: There are so many ways to die, you pick one, I'm easy to talk to!

Sherlock: ...

#Today’s Sherlock is still stuck in his heart#

#On Sherlock's 101 wonderful ways to die#

#Why is life so hard#

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Thank you for your input. Recently, there seem to be a lot of uncommon faces. Could it be that the more I write, the better?

I'm so sleepy, there is a typo and I will correct it tomorrow, Mango is going to sleep