Detective Sherlock the Wizard and Detective

Christmas has always been a grand festival for Christians. As Christmas approaches, all the main commercial streets in London are decorated with colorful neon lights; through the glass windows of every house, you can see the lights flashing , the Christmas tree is covered with baubles.Many government departments or companies will be on holiday for two to three weeks, and the hospital where Secia works is no exception. No, there is still one week before Christmas, and the holiday will start tomorrow.Today, the employees who do not work overtime in the hospital have already started to prepare for the festival.Secia is one of them.She was so happy that her father promised to come over from Yorkshire the day before the festival to spend Christmas with them. Of course, thanks to the nagging of her aunt, it seemed that it must be a lively Christmas.

"Edward, when will you return to the United States?" Edward from the United States has long said that he will return to the United States on Christmas.

"Secia, have you started to miss me? If you want, I can stay with you." Edward still likes to flirt with her from time to time, she rolled her eyes, no, this trick again.

"I'll be back in two days. Oh, and there's a Christmas present. I'll give it to you before I leave. You can guess, and the result will surprise you." Edward smiled mysteriously.

"Edward, this kind of expression is not suitable for you, so stop laughing, and I will exchange gifts for you then."

Back home, Mrs. Hudson and Mrs. Hudson took all kinds of decorations and discussed where this should be hung and how to put that. It was very energetic.

"You are not children anymore, why do you still look forward to Christmas so much, what a boring holiday, even criminals will rest on Christmas, why are they so unprofessional? Boring—very boring—Seccia, why even Are you so happy for this so-called Christmas? Don't you have other meaningful things in your life?" Sherlock jumped up and down on the sofa, venting his boredom.

"Sherlock, how can you say that? This is Christmas!" Although Mrs. Hudson was used to hearing Charlotte's crazy words, she was still frightened.Christmas, is Charlotte still thinking about catching criminals?

"Sherlock, if you really think this Christmas without criminals is boring, you can make one, you can even be the protagonist yourself, and let Inspector Lestrade come and catch you, so that both of you will have a good time." A very memorable Christmas." Secia said jokingly, she felt that Sherlock was a weirdo who liked to find trouble, and the only advantage was that he would not make trouble for nothing.

"I've never thought about it this way. You gave me a direction. Maybe I'll think about it in the future." After speaking, he turned into a dead body and fell sideways on the sofa.

After nearly half a month of preparation, Mrs. Hudson and Secia finally finished the room layout, and even Sherlock's living room could not be seen from its original appearance.A tall Christmas tree was placed in front of the window facing the street in the living room. The colored lights and ornaments were turned off, and a net of lights hung outside the window, flickering in turn.A garland of pine and mistletoe hangs over the gate, and a Santa Claus is waving to passers-by outside a second-floor window.Looking at these, Secia felt that life was really wonderful.Just need to prepare Christmas presents.

Sherlock was so tormented by Christmas that he started reading novels, and now he was studying a best-selling novel, and then he saw Secia, a girl holding a knife in her left hand and a bottle in her right hand towards him. come.

"Sherlock, give me a little of your blood." The knife in Secia's hand was still shaking, and he sounded very emotional.

Seeing Cecia approaching, Sherlock didn't move.He narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then stood up neatly, took a big step forward, stretched out his left hand, grasped Cecia's chin, squeezed it lightly, and Cecia was forced to open his mouth .

"Ah—" Secia yelled softly due to conditioned reflex.Sherlock moved her head up and down, left and right like a dentist, and looked closely at her teeth.After reading it, he put his hand on her neck and touched it.I feel the delicate skin, soft, hot and not cold, and it feels very good to the touch.Secia, overwhelmed by his actions, let him do whatever he wanted, with the knife in his hand, looking ridiculous in that position.

"You are not a vampire"

Sherlock finally came to a conclusion.

Well, let's see what conclusions he draws.

Secia's bewilderment just now disappeared after hearing this summary.She suddenly felt speechless and rolled her eyes.Vampires, thank goodness he could figure it out, that's ridiculous.

"Sherlock, the steaks I eat are all well-done, okay? How do you look like a vampire? - Hey, what are you watching? - Interview with the Vampire! Sherlock, when did you start to believe in this kind of novel?" Said Xia took a step back and looked at Sherlock with the eyes of seeing the wonders of the world, and Sherlock was despised for the first time in his life, oh, I have to say, it is really a brand new experience.

Seeing Cecia retreat, Sherlock stepped forward instead.Then he lowered his head slightly, put his hand on the back of her head, and stroked her kissingly.Cecia felt that her eyes must be twitching, because she actually saw Sherlock's eyes full of affection... Sherlock looked at Cecia affectionately, and asked seductively:

"Then what do you want my blood for?" Like a big bad wolf just tempting a little white rabbit.

Secia's brain was broken by his unexpected behavior. Thanks to her ability to talk nonsense with her eyes open, she answered reflexively:

"Used to make cookies" (a cookie is a small biscuit.)

In the end, Ceccia got the blood as he wished, exactly thirteen drops, which were released from Sherlock's ear. Ceccia also called it bloodletting, which is healthier.Of course, she's not actually making cookies with the blood.So what is she doing?Sherlock actually wanted to know, so he regretted that he shouldn't have helped Cecia clean up all the monitors in her room.

After returning to the house, Secia inspected it as usual, tightened the door, took out a piece of green crystal the size of two thumbs, some magic plants and other metals from the ring, cut his hand, and dripped blood on the In the bottle, she began to prepare the rune potion, which was used to draw a magic circle on the crystal... Finally, before dark, she made a defensive alchemy accessory. Fortunately, her previous level was still there, and she succeeded once.

Yes, this is the Christmas gift she prepared for Sherlock, considering that he often seeks death, no, it should be called death.  … …

Maybe it would expose herself...but she didn't know why...why she would rather expose herself than want anything to happen to Sherlock.Oh, anyway, she has been exposed in front of him many times, and he hasn't been able to do anything to her, has he?

At this time, the phone rang, it was Edward

"Secia, I left early tomorrow morning, and now I want to give you a gift, I guess, you are now - at home, right?"

Edward is indeed a man of his own, you don't know when he will lead you by the nose.

"Well, where are you, are you nearby?" Secia cleaned up all the things about magic.The room was cleaned again.The house no longer smells like medicine.

"I'm in an antique store near your home. It seems to be called - Abraham Antique Store. When you go out, you can see a black commercial vehicle parked in front of the store. I just arrived here. Can I park here?"

"Oh, it seems that I can't stop for too long, I'll pass right away."

Secia took the gift for Edward, put on a coat by the way, and went out.On the vaguely recognizable Baker Street, Secia saw the only black commercial vehicle, a very popular one.When he pulled the door of the truck, he saw Edward sitting in the driver's seat.

"Oh, get in the car, you're freezing." Hearing what Edward said, Secia sat in the co-pilot's seat.After Secia closed the car door and sat down, Edward handed over his gift.There is a beautiful bow on the exquisite box, tempting people to open it.

"What is it?" As he spoke, he began to untie the ribbon. Before he could see what the gift was, he suddenly felt a stab in the neck, and then his head became dizzy, and he soon fell unconscious.

The car quickly left Baker Street after Sethia fell, and stopped when it passed an alley.Edward carried Secia to another dark blue car next to him, and drove away.Not long after he left, the commercial vehicle was also driven away.Time: December 12.

☆、Chapter 11

The author has something to say: It was updated at noon today. I don’t have time in the afternoon, so I won’t post. This chapter feels a bit strange!I don’t know why, it’s like this when I write it, just read it if you are happy, don’t get too entangled in logic.