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Indignation{BBC Sherlock}
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Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2018
Mature
After uncovering the secrets of her step-sisters homicide, F/n L/n  resumes her fast-paced, and nefelibata life in Paris, France. But she finds she simply cannot forget the rush of adrenaline, and the joy she had found when pursuing a master minded criminal.

A month was all it took for her to give in. She leaves her third job as a forensic scientist to become a consulting detective. After having degrees in philosophy, economics, engineering and forensics longer before hand, she picked up an incredible intelligence and power. 

To be specific; the power of deduction.

With her mastered power and degrees she easily becomes a very highly paid detective, taking on only the hardest of cases. 

Sooner or later though, everyone gets bored with the same old. 

Now rich with an immensely large ego, Y/n  stops helping the police completely and takes in clients instead. With this, she had gotten more interesting cases on the daily, while those that didn't strike the women's fancy, she sent to the police.

She picked up good and bad habits for when she would get bored, including constructing a mind  palace, becoming an artist, meditating or.. some other ones like demolishing her own flat or things such as melding self created firearms and blades. 

Life continued like this for years, until a tall man with a cane came into her flat. She told him in a bored tone that she wouldn't be taking anymore clients for the day, but he just scoffed and sat in her chair to tell her why he was there.
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