Sherlock Holmes is a Big Brother [Comprehensive British and American]

They still came to Sherringford, but Sherlock definitely didn't remember all the memories. His brain seemed to have been modified and controlled to a certain extent, and the troublesome self-protection mechanism was gradually consolidated.

"Doesn't any of you feel that someone is watching us?!"

That teddy bear, John Goldfish Watson yelling, standing beside him - look, this is what our great British government looks like, like an old man, with a white beard covering his whole chin.

Today's Sherin Ford is still very harmonious.

I switched the screen of the monitor, and in the hallway, Sherlock was coming.Rush to the depths of Sherringford's lonely castle to rescue his long-lost sister.

"Welcome to the final problem."

I read it softly, and the speaker amplified the volume of every word I said, echoing in every corner of Sherringford.

Reece should be there today, but she's always been reluctant to come out to play, especially when the family is together.I remember very well that she always felt that she was out of place, and that there were times when she simply refused to heed their knocks—me being the exception.

"Sherlock, don't move. Of course, teddy bears and my stupid British government, be careful. Warden, I won't forget you, after all, you have taken care of me for many years."

I adjusted the angle of the camera, the phone rang, and I clicked on:

—Don't go too far.

The signature is CH.

"The atmosphere is still very important. Maybe you will have a good time in another place."

I motioned for the guards to move them inside the glass curtain wall.

"Do you remember Redbeard?"

Sherlock nodded.

"No, you still don't remember." I shook my head, looking sideways at them, "Redbeard is still a dog to you, not a goldfish."

"Goldfish is what she calls anyone," Mycroft said suddenly.The teddy bear looked at them strangely, "Don't you think someone is looking at us?!" he yelled.

"Obviously, my sister is watching," returned Mycroft. "Don't make a fuss, John."

"No, I mean I think there are people..."

"I am not your sister, Mycroft."

Although it is impolite to interrupt someone, I kindly remind the British Government.

Ever since Reese was taken by the FBI, I never felt like I was his sister.He always thinks that we will influence him and cause him to lose his original status in this family. He is wary of his sister!How funny!

"Blood," added Mycroft gruffly.

"Oros, what are you going to do?" Sherlock didn't really want Mycroft and I to continue arguing, and finally spoke.

"Xiali, think about it carefully, what is deep in your memory?" I put my hand on my cheek, "No, it's not that palace, who is it?"

Sherlock closed his eyes.

Mycroft's expression was very strange, he was standing there anxiously and helplessly.

"A little girl... standing in the woods, is she you?" Sherlock murmured, his voice soft and uncertain. "She's wearing a purple dress with...a pocket watch?"

"Think again, you're not in Sherinford now, you're in Musgrave Manor, go through the tombs, open that gate, and spiral up the stairs."

"What do you see?"

The screen in front of me suddenly went black, and a few white words were typed on it:

Hecan'trememberme,unlessismemoriesofyouhavealreadybeenfound. - CH

"I saw a name tag that said..."

"What is written?" I asked.

Sherlock's eyebrows furrowed together in pain, "No, I don't know!"

"I can't remember, it's so vague!" He was like a drowning baby, struggling to run towards the past, and his despair drove him crazy. "Who is it? Is it you, Oros."

"It's me." I said it anyway, even though I knew it was Christina's room, but I had to - Sherlock looked like he was going crazy in pain.I am definitely not forgiving him, I just hope that each of them can participate in the following small games normally.

I click on the icon on the screen,

Even the game has started.

At this time, the cute little Reese of the invincible universe sent me another message:

I fixed the self-protection mechanism of Sherlock's brain, please don't try to destroy it completely.Oros, just let it be.

Oh no!

Little Reese, she, she, she, she doesn't call me Ross anymore! ! !

The author has something to say:

In the end, EH's image may have collapsed a bit...

But it doesn't matter, sister control is fine 233

There are still one or two chapters on the FP problem of EH, and it is estimated that it will be in the third person. The perspective of No.1 is too subjective. If you don't have a precise and deep understanding of the characters, it will always be OOC when you write it.

Come on for the placement test!

A few more short stories were opened, and the drafts were all written.

But I still need to code on the computer, about one or two thousand words, you can go to the author's column to have a look~ (≧▽≦)/~Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: Cathy1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!