[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"I guess you must have been on a date just now." Mr. Detective Sherlock completely ignored their politeness and said to himself.

"Yeah, I'd be close to third base by now if it wasn't for one of the messages that interrupted me."

Realizing that there was another woman present, Frederick smiled apologetically.

"But to be honest, she really is my angel."

"Oh, Lestrade. Believe me, give it up before it's too late, and I'll bet the ten pound lady has more than you as a lover."

"What do you mean?"

"Perfume...Men's perfume mixed with various flavors. She probably just had sex with one of her lovers and then hurriedly dated you, so she hasn't had time to clean it up..."

"Oh, Mr. Detective, stop... This is not something worth talking about." Alice looked at the detective in front of her from the beginning of the spring breeze to the black air on her face, and she was sure. Don't let the brave detective get a punch.

Lestrade adjusted his mood, looked at Alice with black eyes, and said sorry.

"I'm so sorry, beautiful lady, eh...?"

"Alice Colvis."

Alice was a little embarrassed to report her family, she has been unable to bear the feeling of silence, maybe it is because she is not good at communication, Alice thought so.

"How's it going inside?"

Lestrade gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard was caught by Scotland Yard an hour ago, just as you predicted, he went to the pharmacy."

"Except for the speculation about me, congratulations for making another great contribution."

Sherlock shrugged: "No big discovery, but now I don't think you have time to wander here."

Following his line of sight, Alice saw several police officers beside him who were busy taking notes, and then looked at Lestrade in front of her, without saying a word.

Lestrade smiled apologetically at Alice.

Alice glanced at the inspector who had gone away, and tilted her neck.

"Mr. Detective."

"Uh?"

Alice frowned and said, "Why did the police officer ask a detective to help?"

Sherlock stopped in his tracks, his pale eyes staring deeply at Alice's pale face.

"...You have lived in a mental hospital for ten years this year, and there is an extremely rich, rigid, and certain social status

elder brother.Although that brother is responsive to your needs, you can't trust him completely. You feel extremely insecure, can't sleep late at night, and even suffered things that ordinary people can't bear. "

"...what do you want to say?"

"Am I right?" There was a weird smile on his face.

"Yes, but what does that mean?" Alice didn't seem to care that the person in front of her was exposing her scars. She had a calm expression, her black eyes were piercing, and she seemed to be contemplating. Kauf.

"As you said, the police won't hire an outsider as a consultant."

Alice burst out laughing.

"Feel sorry."

Mr. Detective twisted his neck unnaturally.

"very funny?"

"No, I'm just... I really admire your reasoning."

She will never tell the truth.

Could it be said to him that Mr. Detective is such a naughty child sometimes?That would be so rude.