Doctor Who and Tsundere Detective

The Doctor took a car to the vicinity of Lauriston Park, and after getting out of the car, he could see the crime scene surrounded by the cordon without looking for it. The Doctor didn't know how he should treat this matter now, but no matter what He has to face this, now Sunasa is like Dalek, they may only see killing in their eyes, and they may never go back to the past...

The Doctor tried his best not to look so vicious. He tried his best to control his expression because he was not sure whether his expression was normal. He walked to the edge of the security line and took out his psychic card and showed it to the standing there. Looking at the female police officer, he thought he would hear something about MI[-] or the titles of some high-ranking officials, but the result surprised him: "Oh! I have nothing to reveal, if you want to get some exclusive information, then it's really Wrong place...well, Mr. JohnSmith."

"What?" The Doctor returned to his usual state in just a second, and after turning over the psychic card and seeing it, the Doctor began to feel helpless, "Reporter? No! no! no! Why do you think I'm a reporter? No, I'm very Why didn't reporter Amelia tell me! I'mDoctor..."

"Why don't you use your little brains! What's in your brains? Pudding!" The Doctor was about to say something but was interrupted by Sherlock who came out of the building, "Hi! I need your help over there." Sherlock said, pointing to his head with one hand and pointing in the Doctor's direction.

"Freak!" The female police officer said this somewhat insulting word in a low voice without hesitation, then turned around and walked towards Sherlock helplessly.

"I'm not calling you Donovan, Doctor Ineedyou." Sherlock looked at Donovan who was approaching him and waved his finger, then rejected Donovan's 'kindness' with a look of disgust.

The moment the Doctor passed by Donovan's side, he said in a very serious voice and the coldest tone: "You better take that back." The Doctor didn't want to help Sherlock, but he didn't want Sherlock to become a Master under such long-term stimulation After all, there is a devil living in everyone's heart. Once the devil is released because of something, the consequences will always be unsatisfactory.

"Oh, Me? Thankyou! Thankyou!" The Doctor trotted all the way and shook Sherlock's hand gratefully. Sherlock's proposal just saved the Doctor from following him with lame reasons. You must know that the reasons that the Doctor comes up with at critical moments are usually not very good Sure enough, the Doctor, while being grateful, also said Sherlock seemed a little annoyed, "What's going on?"

"Nothing, I need you to help me find a lady's suitcase, I think..." Sherlock put his hands about the length of his forearm, "About this big suitcase, Ispink! You go in that direction for about [-] minutes." Search all the trash cans within the range of that building."

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, he ran away without a trace. The Doctor frowned and wondered when he could really explain to Sherlock what he came for. In desperation, he shrugged and was about to go to the trash can at the end of the alley to use a sonic screwdriver. While scanning it again, Sherlock appeared in front of him with a flash of white light: "Time travel little motorcycle! Where did you get it?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this, here you are, don't ask anything, I won't spoil it, come with me now." The two of them didn't need to explain, Sherlock directly took the Doctor's hand and led him into the cordon, the Doctor watched When he got the thing in his hand, he knew what he was going to do, at least he knew what he should do in the future.

Rhinestone, it looks like my future self is in a lot of trouble, but why did I go to the galaxy that has disappeared?How did you get there?

Lastrade, who had already collected the body and was about to go back to Scotland Yard, saw Sherlock frowned and shook his head when he came back again: "I said there are no boxes here, and we have already collected the body and are ready to go, if you want to check the body again, go Looking for Molly, and your Doctor's back..."

"I left something behind..." Without any explanation, Sherlock took the Doctor straight to the room where the crime happened before, regardless of whether it was reasonable or not.

As soon as he entered the room, the Doctor smelled a blood-like sweetness. The negative smell emanating from the spirit made the Doctor unable to ignore it even if he wanted to. He looked around the room and finally fixed his eyes on the corner of the roof behind his eyes. , and then pulled out his sonic screwdriver fluently like a fencing sword, with a "snap" electric sparks appeared in mid-air, a silver device fell to the ground, and a Sunasa hooked on the wall appeared in mid-air with his fangs wide open. Fang growled at the Doctor and said hysterically, "Doctor what? Doctor Who! Thanks for getting us out of the Time War, Doctor! But don't get in Sunasa's way, or we'll exterminate you."

After finishing speaking, Sunasa disappeared like a gust of wind, or like galaxy dandelions floating out of the window. The Doctor didn’t say anything, but something seemed to ignite in his eyes. He picked up the perception filter that fell on the ground and repaired it with a sonic screwdriver. He seemed to have made some important decision with a serious expression on his face, then handed the sensory filter to Sherlock: "What you need, Sherlock, tell me have I ever regretted it?"

"I don't think you regret it, because you made the right choice." Sherlock seemed to have seen such an expression before, he knew what to say in this situation, and he could only say it without spoiling it So much, after all, the things that make the Doctor look like this involve life or war, and he knows it, so he can't be wrong about what to say, Sherlock knows all too well what he has done before , if he doesn't show the way now, maybe everything will change next, and he can't break the law of the timeline, Sherlock is too aware of what he has done before, if he doesn't show the way now, maybe everything will change next , and he can't break the law of the timeline, "I should go, Doctor, you know where to find me."

After speaking, Sherlock disappeared in a flash of light, and there was no one else in Nuo Da's room except the Doctor. The cold wind howled in through the broken window, and the Doctor, who was alone, stood in the middle of the room and closed his eyes. The upper eyes are frowning as if thinking, and the heart is constantly fighting between heaven and man, human or Sunasa?Why have this question!He didn't want to choose, but the exterminate from Sunasa's mouth shocked him, and even made him uneasy. Sunasa was just like a Dalek, and his tone was so indifferent that he was afraid that there would be a second Dalek...he chose human beings...

Yes, after a difficult choice, he chose human beings. He turned around and smiled at a corner of the empty room. The corner of his mouth was curved in a very strange way. He said in a firm tone: "Yes, I'm Doctor! ButyouarenotaSunasa! You better pray in the dark that I won't find you, or I will let you know that no one can bypass the Doctor's protection to hurt the weak humans here! Forever No!"

As soon as the Doctor finished speaking, a purple almost glowing butterfly flew out along the broken window, and the place where the wings waved sprinkled dots of phosphorous powder, like the light spots of stars, falling down, seeing this scene The Doctor was the one who really laughed, he guessed right, he knew that Sunasa would not let go of any clues easily, and the sonic screwdriver gleaming under his sleeve also showed that there was nothing to worry about, but He has to wait for the butterfly to fly to the right place before he can really receive the signal. Before that, he can only go to 221B first.

The Doctor has nothing to say here, he is heading to Sherlock's residence in a Taxi, and everything here in 221B seems to be as unusual as before. Now, Sherlock came back, he left the Doctor alone and came back with a pink suitcase , when he came back, he heard someone vomiting in the bathroom next to his bedroom, he probably came out who it was, no need to ask, it was the Doctor. Then came the continuous sound of water.

"Oh, is the poor kid okay?" Mrs. Hundson brought up a pot of hot tea and asked in concern, looking in the direction of the bathroom. Sherlock didn't answer Mrs. Hundson's words, but took a sip of the hot tea and then focused on explaining. Looking at the password of the suitcase, Mrs. Hundson was obviously used to Sherlock's silence, and she took a cup of tea and said, "Poor boy, this is probably the first time he has seen a corpse. The first time is always difficult. I Remember when the back alleys of the ballroom were always full of dead bodies... oh, and I was still simmering creamy soup down there!"

As Mrs. Hundson trotted downstairs, she didn't ask Sherlock if he needed anything, because from the way Sherlock looked just now, he knew that if the case was not resolved tonight, he would not be in the mood to eat.

Not only the case but also Watson flashed through Sherlock's head with his eyes closed. His actions at the scene of the crime before all fell into Sherlock's eyes, from his daze when he saw the corpse to the pale face and touch The trembling of the dead body not only made him suspect that the best friend in his impression in Make's narration was obviously not the one in front of him, bold and courageous, even stubborn and strong, were simply things that had never existed in this person.

The sound of footsteps "dumping" sounded on the stairs. Sherlock didn't need to look deliberately to know that the Doctor was back. He was curious about what the Doctor wanted from him, and he was also curious about what the owner of these vicissitudes of life had experienced. , Why can't he see through it!

"Sherlock, it looks like you found the box." The Doctor looked at Sherlock who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and only then did he understand why he let himself come back just now, this person really looks like himself, "I need your help! "

Sherlock opened his eyes but was still lying there. Normally, he wouldn't pay attention to others when he was thinking about the case, but the Doctor was different. A person he couldn't see through successfully aroused his curiosity: "Do you want to entrust What's up?"

"The bluebox!" The Doctor exaggerated the height and width of his blue box with his hands and feet, as if he was afraid that Sherlock would not know it, "a blue British traditional police box number 40."

"Policebox?" Sherlock frowned. The traditional police box of No.40 has long since disappeared. Apart from the museum, the only thing left for that kind of old antique is the performance art-like police box that appeared out of thin air in the University of London library half a year ago. He has also seen and researched the police box that appeared out of thin air. The lock seems to be broken and cannot be opened, and the specifications of the windows are obviously different from ordinary traditional police boxes. The only explanation he gave was a prank, but now it seems It doesn't seem to be a prank, at least not an ordinary prank, but who would look for it half a year after it was lost, "The police box can only be found in the library of the University of London except in the museum."

"Oh, Thank you!" The Doctor was obviously very happy after getting the answer, he didn't expect that the angel would send the TARDIS so close to him, not even out of London!This news is really great for him, not only has he got accurate news, but he will find the TARDIS soon, so he doesn't have to worry about it all the time, but once he solves one thing, he doesn't think about it Just go back and think about another thing, this is not only a common problem of human beings but also a common problem of the universe. He didn’t think about Watson. He scanned this Watson. He is not any shape-shifting creature or an image formed by a sensory filter. The point is He wasn't the Watson he remembered at all.

Thank you Doctor for leaving 221B, but when he actually arrived at the University of London, he realized that the library here is not a large building, but a library composed of several small buildings, which cannot be seen at all when standing in front of the map for guidance. Where is the TARDIS, but knowing which one is the reference room and which one is the self-study room, and there are several small libraries dedicated to reading clubs, this gave the Doctor a little headache, so he decided to start from the inside.

On the other side, Sherlock has already met the brother who is going to London University, and Watson is supplementing sugar water. He doesn't know where he is wrong, but he feels that he has done a good job. After all, it is the first time to meet him. When it comes to the corpse, he can't have too high demands on him. As for the lines, he said that Sherlock didn't follow the script at all, and he was at a loss for every sentence of questioning. He really didn't understand why Sherlock would say that he was not Doctor. Watson, Could it be that Sherlock is time-traveled?But when he asked him, "Dude, you also traveled through time?" Chinese people didn't understand what it meant, which made Watson very puzzled.

The author has something to say:

Hmm... sorry for Cavin, Cavin, since I watched the eighth season of Doctor Who, I almost couldn’t find Aunt Ma. QAQ I held it in for a long time, and then I finally got a little bit out. I broke my promise again. Sorry, I’m really stuck with the update or something. I have to break my promise... and I don't want to write a journal with no quality. In addition, the soul has been hooked by the police and thief recently, which is also a reason

I'm sorry that the pink research seems to have to be solved in the next chapter, but it has already made Sherlock suspect fake Watson, and then it will be convenient for the Doctor to abduct Sherlock!yeah! !