Is boyfriend the dark knight today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Siren looked up at him and smiled slightly: "Really?"

She sat in her seat and didn't intend to leave. She obviously wanted to stay in the room to watch over Dawn.

"Then what do you think I am for?"

"Then I can't tell," the man said, "There are too many things that can make a person crazy—money, power, love, ideals..."

The woman didn't answer his words, but just smiled, and stretched out her hand to brush the hair from her ears back.

Dawn saw that the other party didn't mean to pick up the topic.This hinted at two kinds of information - if it wasn't that he guessed wrong, it was that what he said casually touched the truth.

But he obviously doesn't have the capital to force Siren to continue this topic.

"If you ask me, what your accomplice did is wise." Dawn turned away, "At least so far, I don't know who he is."

"Oh, he wouldn't want you to know," said the siren. "He doesn't want to be in trouble."

"What about you?" he asked. "Aren't you afraid of reprisals from me?"

"I have no other choice, don't I? There is always someone who will be responsible for watching you, sir." The Siren smiled, with a look of expectation in his eyes, "And this is probably my last mission. After that, can you Not being able to find me is another matter."

Dawn was taken aback by the woman's unexpected frankness.Is it because he is about to leave his status as a mercenary?

"It's for love, isn't it?" he asked softly.

……

Bruce is looking up about Sherlock.Holmes profile.

Although Sherlock didn't show any suspiciousness, whether it was professional knowledge or personality, it was in line with his self-introduction, but after all, it was related to his mysterious origin, Bruce still checked the relevant information to determine the identity of the other party.

There is not much information about Sherlock on the Internet.

From the looks alone, the detective he met was only 25 or [-] years old. Such a young detective was just beginning to make a name for himself.It is normal to have a low reputation, even if the other party's ability is far beyond ordinary people.

As far as the current intersection with the other party is concerned, it is almost enough to find out this level.If there are no special circumstances, Bruce still wants to avoid invading other people's privacy as much as possible.

Tuesday is coming in a blink of an eye.

It's raining again in Florence.

Holding an umbrella, Bruce arrived at the cafe mentioned in Sherlock's text message ahead of schedule.

Because it is located directly opposite the church, this coffee shop is a very good place to watch and rest, and the shop is overcrowded.

Even so, one person occupies a table, and Sherlock, sitting by the window, has an almost stand-out effect with his unique face shape.Bruce found each other in the crowd at a glance.

He sat down opposite the young man and coughed lightly.

Sherlock folded his hands together, resting his fingertips on his chin, his eyes fixed on a point of nothingness in front of him with a dull look.

He was clearly lost in his own thoughts.He didn't seem to notice Bruce's arrival.

Bruce waited for a few seconds, and was about to say hello to the other party when Sherlock spoke.

"Under what circumstances would a person be willing to invite someone he doesn't like as a male companion?" He was still in the previous posture, more like talking to himself than asking.

Bruce froze.

"Are you asking me?"

The question came so out of the blue that Bruce couldn't think it had anything to do with him—no, it happened once.He thought of the war dance with Dawn.

The man is lost in thought.

Sherlock came back to his senses amidst the rhetorical question. "Tell me about your thoughts, Bruce, ordinary people's thinking can be useful sometimes." He said calmly, pretending that he didn't subconsciously blurt out the questions in his heart because he was too absorbed in thinking.

"Because of profit?" Bruce said casually, paused, and then said tentatively with a smile, "Before that, why don't you tell me how you guessed my real name?"

"The idea of ​​a capitalist." Sherlock said, "Obviously, since it's not because of feelings, it can only be for profit." After speaking, he paused.

"What did you just say?"

"Oh, yes, your name." Sherlock said, "It's pretty easy to roll out your name, isn't it? You haven't even made many changes." As he said that, the young man's jaw lifted slightly, as if Every child who spoke about the ability he was most proud of.

"The person who tried to kidnap first called your pseudonym. He stood behind you, but you still reacted quickly, which shows that your pseudonym is similar in syllables to your real name. The speculation after that is very simple."

"It seems that you have been paying attention to me."

Bruce didn't bother too much.Dawn's investigation on him has confirmed that there is no such person, so it doesn't matter whether others know his real name or a fake name.

"That's right." Sherlock didn't deny it, "Your appearance is incompatible with the information displayed, and your whole body is full of doubts."

"Appreciate further details."

Sherlock glanced at him, a small smile on his face.Since his debut, most of the people he met avoided his analysis as if he had opened his eyes. Now that he meets the calm Bruce, he has a little more affection for him.

"You seem to be very familiar with the auction, but in fact there will always be a little rustiness in your movements. If you are not pretending to be familiar, you will forget all of these." He said, "The conversation and posture have been trained to a certain extent, obviously it is or He used to be a rich boy."

Bruce gestured to continue.

"The muscles on your body are full. You have experienced physical training for a long time, even fighting training. But there are no calluses on your hands, and all the calluses are only recently produced. This is a strange thing." Sherlock continued Said, speaking so fast that one couldn't help but wonder if he had already typed the draft in his mind, "If it were up to me, you are more likely to be Don Dawn's bodyguard than his lover, or you are planning to assassinate him Killer. But obviously no one else thinks so."

"What does this have to do with Dawn?"

"Adelaide. Dawn." Sherlock said, "His attitude towards you seems to be friendly but contemptuous, and the car that brought you here—"

"I prepared a suit for you, but neglected the details. In the eyes of these people, you are not only Dawn's lover, but also a lover who is about to fall out of favor."

"What do you think?" Bruce asked.He thought of the website founded by Sherlock that he had found, in which there was an article listing the differences of 124 kinds of soot in detail.If the other party came to observe him, he might be able to find some clues that hadn't been noticed.

"No." Sherlock said bluntly.

The author has something to say:

Xia Xia is the younger version of Xia Xia~the difference between soot is only 124 types instead of 243 types 23333

So without Watson, Xia Xia herself will be more reckless than when she met Watson in the later stage. After all, Xia Xia has begun to understand civility and manners when she grows up [? 】Even if you think others are stupid, you won't open your mouth directly 【? 】Even though he grew up a bit, he looked like Xia was three years old.

Also, writing about Xia Xia is so difficult.