[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

221B Baker Street welcomes a rare visitor.

A young man with a cane and a neat suit, Mycroft Holmes.

"The K388 flying from New York to London found a timing/bomb. It exploded at the moment of landing at London International Airport one and a half hours later. The Duke of Berkeley was in first class. The bomb must be dismantled, Sherlock."

Sherlock lay on his side on the sofa and covered his head with a blanket, pretending not to hear.

Mycroft is used to his younger brother stealing his ears when he is upset. Anyway, he is not the only one in the room. Even if Sherlock really fell asleep and didn't hear him, Watson, a veteran with a strong sense of justice, would not allow Sherlock to die.

Watson glanced at Sherlock, who was curled up on the sofa, and raised his own question: "Who discovered the bomb? How do you know it's a time bomb? Are you sure it exploded at the moment of landing at the airport?"

In fact, when he heard that there was a bomb on the plane, Watson refused.

Since moving to 221B Baker Street, he has been in a bad mood.

The London Bridge is bombed whenever it wants to, the Houses of Parliament is coveted every day, ships, subways, planes, all means of transportation are stuffed with bombs, and dangerous items controlled by the military can be picked up everywhere without money.The point is, wherever there is a bomb, there is Sherlock, he is really following Sherlock with his life.

#Today’s London is going to be bombed again#

The tacit understanding formed by long-term cooperation made the two unanimously ignore someone who pretended to be sleeping.

McCoff seems to have really forgotten his purpose of coming here, forgetting that there is an undead Duke of Berkeley on the plane, "The bomb was installed under the seat of the economy class, and it was discovered by a female passenger with sharp ears who heard the noise. Calculate the time and you will know It's time to land at the airport."

Sherlock pulled the blanket down slightly, pricking up his ears.

飞机噪声主要有推进器、排气、喷气、风扇等飞机本身机械部位和附面层压力起伏引起的噪声，归属于严重的噪声污染。K388以每小时900千米的速度飞行，以头等舱60、商务舱60-70，经济舱70-80的噪音分贝为卖点，比时速300的高铁66分贝还低。

The noise during the flight is 70-80 decibels, and normal people speak 40-60 decibels. K388 has 8 seats in the first class, 24 seats in the business class, and 120 seats in the economy class. It is calculated on the basis that one-tenth of the passengers are whispering quietly. The decibels in the cabin are at least 90-100, which is unbearable for ordinary people.

Hearing the 30-40 decibel timer/bomb reminder in such a noisy environment, and quickly calculating the arrival time of the flight, that person may...

Speculation about that person's occupation flashed across his mind, and Sherlock quickly selected a few with a probability of more than 70%.

Watson was very interested in that person: "I can hear the sound of bombs on the plane, and I must see her later."

Sherlock nodded silently, and he was also slightly interested.

It would be even better if we could discuss it during a meal.

Regarding this, Mycroft squinted at the back of Sherlock's head and smiled meaningfully: "Haven't you seen it?"

Watson was surprised: "Have you seen it?"

Sherlock tore off the blanket quickly: "We? Met?"

Woman - good hearing - keen senses - calm - met with Watson - had some knowledge of the bomb - probably worked in it... was she?

There are not many women in the memory palace with so many coincidences, and he just happened to know one recently.

Sherlock grinned a huge smile and squinted his eyes, as happy as a cat secretly hiding dried fish after eating: "I didn't expect to meet so soon."

Watson: "..." Meow meow?

Sherlock quickly went upstairs to take a shower and shaved off his beard. After 10 minutes, he put on his black coat and beret, and went out energetically: "Let's go."

Watson turned his head in a daze, and Mycroft stood at the door of 221B and waved at them, with a scheming fox smile still on his face.

Unable to get clues from McCoff, Watson chose Sherlock who was always "easy to talk": "Sherlock, who is that man?"

Sherlock was in a good mood and didn't care about Watson who "lowered the IQ level of the entire Baker Street". "Lin Xiya, the woman I met in Hangzhou last time."

Watson: "..." A woman?She is still a college student, so she can be considered a girl at most, right?

Watson secretly slandered, and quickly remembered.It's not surprising that the girl who can tie with Sherlock found the bomb. No wonder Sherlock was so excited to take drugs as soon as he guessed who it was, and deliberately tidied up like a normal man.

Shia, who found the bomb, was in a bad mood.

Anyone who finally returns home and finds that the home that no one has lived in for a long time is in a mess, and after cleaning up desperately, immediately catches the plane to the other half of the world, hopes to have a good night's sleep without being disturbed by others.

It's a pity that the corrupt British country, which is famous all over the world for the great detective Sherlock Holmes, is also famous for the bombs that they have not controlled for hundreds of years.

Now, don't you just meet?

"Alas—" Shea sighed, for the time/bomb under her butt, she really wished she could take it off and throw it out of the air.

I thought that after encountering so many things recently, my luck would slowly rise after reaching the bottom, but... Ma Dan, there is a bomb under my ass, can it be blown into meat at any time?Her luck is so bad that she has to invent the 27th English alphabet, okay?

"Ugh--"

"Agent Lin, the passengers have been evacuated, do you want to defuse the bomb now?"

A beautiful blond stewardess came over and looked at the flashing red bombs with an expression of eagerness to try.

She wouldn't want to watch the live version of dismantling the bomb with her bare hands, would she?

The corner of Xi Ya's mouth twitched, she could no longer look directly at the people in Great Britain, whether it was a man or a woman.

Seeing that Xi Ya didn't speak, the stewardess quickly asked again: "Agent Lin, are you going to dismantle it?"

"Take it apart." If she doesn't take it apart, she can't count on the other ordinary people on this plane, right?

Xi Ya ruffles her sleepy hair irritably. She is just a fish that uses her abilities to make up for it most of the time. It is difficult enough for her to be a precious deep-sea pearl. untouched areas.

Let her catch the man who stuffed the bomb casually when he is full and has nothing to do, he must be slapped into the pile of discarded aunt's towels, his face is black with blood clots, you bastard!

Taking a deep breath, Shia calmed down and carefully examined the structure of the bomb.

All the headlights in the economy class are turned on, so bright that even a tiny fluff on the ground can be seen clearly.

This is the stewardess who took the initiative to open it to prevent Xia from seeing clearly.

The stewardess bent down to watch curiously, and noticed that someone was coming behind her, and when she was about to dissuade her, she immediately swallowed it back when she saw the person.

She bowed and stepped aside respectfully, her face still flushed with excitement from seeing her idol.

William bent down and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how to defuse a bomb?"

Xia focused on the bomb, and replied casually, "I don't know."

"I don't know, are you still taking it apart?"

"Don't take a gamble, wait to die?"

"There are 168 people on this plane, do you want everyone to accompany you to block one-third of the possibility?"

There was not much condemnation in the visitor's words, it seemed to be analyzed very calmly, without any extra emotion.

Xi Ya took a moment to glance at him, raised her eyebrows in surprise: "I didn't expect the famous Duke William to be there, it seems that I don't have to worry about being killed by the bomb."

Xia got up, stretched her waist, moved slowly like an old man, loosened her muscles and bones, "Well, I can still sleep for a while."

"How to say?"

William smiled, as if he didn't hear the thorn in her words, and he was not at all anxious about the remaining hour.

"With you here, that Mr. Holmes will show up soon."

Shea didn't think that the British royal family who had received the news of the bomb would allow their duke to die from an inexplicable bomb, especially since they had a very useful trump card in their hands.

A trump card that, once played, can never be lost.

William nodded, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Here are the words of Sherlock Holmes."

Shia raised her eyes and met the eyes of the person in the video.

As I saw through the video not long ago, in Hangzhou in November and London in December, this one seems to always have a black coat and beret no matter what season and place, and the iconic attire is immediately recognizable out.

Sherlock took her state into his eyes and frowned slightly.

Thick dark circles under the eyes, red blood in the eye sockets, forced energy, sleepy eyelids, dry and chapped lips, wilting black hair like the owner, and casually put on a black coat and white sweater... …she is tired.

"No comparison?"

"No more."

Xi Ya yawned, trying to pull herself together, "With you here, what do you want me, a layman, to do with an axe?"

Sherlock was a little disappointed. He was eager to have another match, but he didn't expect the opponent's situation to be so bad. It was like a limit state of staying up all night without rest for several days. Talking to him was all in a strong spirit, which was impossible. Have a good fight.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet an opponent with the same high IQ who can solve the case, Sherlock does not want to miss it, "Then next time."

William pointed back at himself, then pointed at Shia, who had half-closed eyes, and made a mouth shape——Berkeley.

Sherlock hasn't forgotten the "Murder on the Orient Express" he received a week ago, and the reservation to leave for the Berkeley Manor, and what William mentioned now means that Shea will also participate?

Sherlock didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

God always loved him extra.

Looking again, Shia was sitting in the row next to the bomb, falling asleep.

Sherlock: "..." This woman also has a big heart.

William shook his head helplessly, "It seems that she trusts you very much."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and remained silent, with a smile on his lips.

Watson glanced at him, and said silently: "I'm too tired, don't bother to move."

Sherlock: "..."

The author has something to say: Sherlock sings:

Since his birth, he has been favored by God alone.

There are 70 billion people in the world, but God favors me alone.

I advised God to share the rain and the dew, but he wouldn't listen, he didn't spoil me, he didn't spoil me!

Mycroft God: Keke, low-key, low-key.