[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Lestrade's secret involves his previous generation.

About 30 years ago, Lestrade did not exist in the world at that time, and his parents were just a sweet couple who had just dated.

The social circles of the young lovers partially overlap, and their respective friends form a pair, so it becomes an overlapping small circle.

All kinds of six couples became a group of promising young people with aspirations and dreams, and they even formed a club when they were in college.

It's called the Secret Society.

It sounds mysterious, but it is actually doing all kinds of mysterious things.

They have borrowed a lot of books, and there will be some rituals when they are free on weekdays.

This thing, to put it bluntly, is the sublimation of the soul, and to put it bluntly, it is a smaller cult.

And these six couples called it witchcraft.

There are no big things, but small things continue, until they graduate...

Listening to Lestrade's narration, Connie stuck out her tongue silently.

That's when stories start, when friends split, and even... when someone dies.

#Deep enmity and great hatred are made#

A group of young people want to start a business, but those who are on the horse don't work hard to make money to attract the God of Wealth! ?

It's not what sickness is.

#迷果草的Three Views I Don’t Know#

Of course, that is not the Eastern God of Wealth, our Eastern God of Wealth is very kind, they recruited Hades, the brother of Zeus, the ruler of hell and the dead.

#This group of idiots#

If the ceremony doesn't work out, that's okay.

But it happened to be successful, and it was interrupted.

Whether or not it will be interrupted is another matter—of course, according to Lestrade, he thinks that there are probably people playing tricks here. If it is really a god, he would have no chance of being born. A Pluto, Zeus Brother, it is not safe to kill a few mortals.

So when that little friend came to him, Lestrade, who listened to his parents' encounters as his childhood, said that someone must have played tricks, but it's been 30 years, and he doesn't know the purpose.

Back then, people were indeed dead.

The other half of two of the couples died.

His death was miserable and his face was terrifying, that's why they always thought it was Hades' punishment.

And today, when Sherlock has solved that part of the puzzle——

"The twin daughters are the children of the remaining couple." Sherlock revealed part of the mystery.

Lestrade was taken aback.

Think of the pair of girls who hated him.

Girl.

"Wait." Lestrade thought of the age of the pair of girls: "They seem to be in their early twenties."

Connie didn't have any objections: "It's not impossible to have children in their thirties... But since it's been ten years since they gave birth, why do they still care so much?"

Even children have developed a tool for revenge, this resentment... is a bit deep.

Connie sighed.

"Something else must have happened in the past ten years." Sherlock lowered his eyes.

"They have been preparing." After a while, he spit out another sentence.

An opportunity brought them together and discovered the "truth" of the year again.

So to take revenge, and then prepare for so long, nearly 30 years.

But this "truth" may not be just a coincidence.

In Connie's head, there was already a bloody encounter and a big brainstorm of abusing body and heart, and it happened to coincide with Sherlock.

"Maybe there is that strange foreign force behind it." Since she can be hypnotized, and the monitor can be 'shielded' to take her away, and even 'invisible' in front of her, there must be something Technical support and financial support... Thinking of this, Connie shuddered for a while.

It's really goosebumps.

Why suddenly there is a sense of sight of a hydra.

Do you have a branch in the UK?

"So..." Sherlock looked at Connie.

The answer to all the mysteries ultimately lies with her.

Connie didn't pay attention to herself. She thought of the two people who got married. Her parents knew each other back then, but neither of them might know... "Maybe you can ask their parents?" Lace said. Parents left early, but the other three pairs of parents are still alive, right?

It is also true love to be able to go from college to the present...

"I've asked, two of them died of a heart attack when they found out about it, and the other two were sent to a nursing home." It seemed that they were quite shocked.

Lestrade sighed.

"They were stimulated, and they talked all day long about the dead returning for revenge."

A dark light flashed in Sherlock's eyes, and he suddenly thought of the reason why Moriarty just disappeared.

He looked at Connie.

The only thing that can make him give up what he is looking for is only one reason.

And that reason is that mysterious force.

It is bigger than the largest underworld force in the UK, and it is bigger than Mycroft's intelligence agency.

Excitement and flames of war spread across his eyes.

The current case was almost forgotten by him in an instant.

The answer to the mystery was already very clear, and he encountered a stranger than the current case.

Connie gave Sherlock a strange look.

She was listening to Lestrade's story carefully - although the useful information revealed was not as much as Sherlock's own deduction.

But she could still notice the suddenly sudden change in the aura of the people around her.

...This kind of bloody chicken... Connie feels a little bad.

Then, the little friend who took her away came.

It was the one whose father had a heart attack and went to a nursing home.

But he was actually the one who sent them in. Although his father was sad, he seemed to be quite strong.

"You're here." Lestrade's expression was a little heavy.

"It's okay." The man patted him on the shoulder and turned to look at Connie.

"I'm Dennis Fan, I'm sorry." He squatted down and looked at Connie.

"Eh..." The kidnapper knelt down on one knee and begged for forgiveness?

She's short-circuited.

It's a lie to say that she doesn't mind, although she escaped and was rescued.

But that's also because of her own efforts, and the clues Sherlock later gave Lestrade.

If that wasn't the case with developments... is she still alive now?

She looked at Dennis, her slightly tangled expression and slight anxiety calmed down.

She forgave Lestrade because she regarded him as a friend, and her pent-up anger was revealed in the presence of strangers.

But she still concealed it well - at least she didn't sarcastically say that she thought she was very powerful.

"Connie..." Lestrade interceded.

These guys look good.

Connie's face was cold, and she felt a little blocked: "I'm not going to be an example."

But next time, she will definitely put someone in jail.

She thought angrily, softening her heart under Lestrade's pleading eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, two policemen walked in the door.

With a very unfamiliar face, Connie felt that the aura was much stronger than that of the little sheep in Scotland.

"Who is Dennis Fan?" The tough guy in the lead asked, his gaze fell on Lestrade, and then on Dennis after a while.

"You are suspected of kidnapping, come back with us to make a record now." Everyone was stunned and looked at Connie.

Connie looked at Sherlock.

She didn't call the police.

"I reported it." He spit out.

Connie stared at him blankly.

Lestrade looked at Sherlock in surprise: "Sherlock, Connie forgave Dennis...you..."

"I didn't say that." He looked at Lestrade with a slightly cold gaze, which made him look away in shame.

"As her guardian, I think I have the right to fight for her due rights, since you are one of the kidnappers who promised Mrs. Hudson to take good care of her daughter." He made Leisi Trade blushed.

Dennis watched this sudden event in amazement, a little caught off guard.

"Also, you should be thankful that you were injured a little bit more this time." He said coldly.

The implication was that if he was fine, he would go to the police station if he wanted to.

Connie's eyes were slightly hot, watching Sherlock regain his expressionless face, regardless of whether Dennis was just going to the police station for a cutscene.

#She's almost moved to tears#

Sherlock stared at Connie's reddish eyes for a moment, and cast doubtful eyes.

Connie rushed over and hugged her: "I will definitely make you coffee in the future!" With 12 points of sincerity and respect!

The two policemen were dumbfounded, looked at Sherlock, dragged him away, and stayed under Lestrade's hospital bed where they were. Looking at the two people embracing each other, the bitterness and guilt in their hearts continued to overflow.

With a wry smile: "I see." He really owed Connie.

Looking at the petite person in his arms, and the nasal voice, he seemed to be on the verge of tears with excitement.

Sherlock was not used to it, but he still didn't push her away, but stretched out a hand and patted her head lightly.

The top of the black head has a faint luster, like the best black sesame.

The pictures and scenes in the thinking palace were packed and thrown into the warehouse in this lesson, leaving only eyes full of light in the empty aisle.

He exited the thought palace, looked at the little girl who was hugging him tightly, and the aroma of food wafted from the tip of his nose.

"Go home when you've had enough." His cold voice overflowed from above.

Connie retracted her hand in embarrassment, touched the corners of her eyes secretly, and looked at him with a smile after making sure there were no tears.

"Okay." Let's go home.