New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

Sherlock's tone still sounded so flat, as if what was in front of him was not some young and immature omega, but just an experimental product that was no different from the corpse just now.

"The increase in pheromone is accompanied by an increase in blood pressure and a faster heart rate. The opening of the birth cavity increases and secretes—"

For a moment you just want to pick up a hammer and hit him on the head.

gosh.Why can he say such things without blushing?

Coupled with his expressionless handsome face, it actually gives you a sense of popular science for no reason.

You think that if you stay in this world for a while, you will go crazy.

However, his next sentence exploded in your ears like a bomb: "Do you want to?"

You couldn't help turning your head and staring at him: "No, I don't want to!"

God knows, if it hadn't been Holmes who was standing in front of you and saying these words, you would have punched his self-righteous face long ago.

Because he is Sherlock Holmes, you have seen his works many times, so you know him better than he imagined, so you will be very tolerant of such unreasonable words.

You know, he never meant that.

He is just used to getting to the point in the most straightforward language.

Sherlock is by no means a master at observing words and expressions, he didn't even notice the sullen look on your face, and said to himself: "Impossible."

He deduced more than 20 kinds of answers in his mind, and after removing some too absurd ones, he is sure and sure, you will admit it.

"Based on this situation, you should admit the truest thoughts in your heart. Yiri, maybe you are being shy?"

He even touched the back of your neck again, trying to prove that his deduction is correct in this way.

Seeing that you didn't have any particularly big reaction, his hand moved away from the back of your neck, stretched out his fingers to feel the beating frequency of your carotid artery, and finally landed in the middle of your collarbone.

It can still be felt there.

"The beating frequency of your carotid artery has exceeded the data of a normal person in a quiet state."

"You're nervous, Yiri." Sherlock's deep voice blew into your ears, and you didn't know how to feel for a moment, and even forgot to accuse him of this overly intimate behavior.

What normal young girl doesn't get her heart rate (whatever it feels like) to go up because of the sudden approach of the opposite sex and this behavior?

You are truly amazed by the detective's childlike thirst for knowledge.

At the same time, you are even more convinced that Sherlock is a solo mother who has no experience in love, and the kind who has no common sense.

The annoyance just now dissipated unknowingly, you held back your laughter, grabbed his wrist, and let his hand leave your neck.

Compared with Mr. Detective, your hands are the coldest.

You said: "Omega won't have any special reaction just because you touched the back of the neck... We are just ordinary roommates, and I'm not even your friend. Suddenly breaking the safe distance If you do this kind of behavior, no matter who you put it on, you will feel nervous and uncomfortable." You took a deep breath, and your tone was a little serious: "And, Mr. Holmes, I am a human being, not your number The experimental product of abcd. I also have dignity, it is wrong for you to do this... "

You address him again from Sherlock to Mr. Holmes.

Sherlock frowned slightly, with a displeased expression: "Name."

The two of you stand in front of the dissecting table, staring wide-eyed.

Light tan against ice blue.

The point is, even though you raised your head and looked at him, you couldn't see anything from his face.The other party's ice-blue eyes hidden under the deep browbones are like the surface of a frozen lake in early spring.

It's you yourself who is afraid that he will see from your face that you are actually strong on the outside but on the inside.

After two or three minutes, you heard the other party say: "...um."

"I see." The detective looked away from your face, and his tone was the same as before.But even so, you can see that there is a touch of awkwardness in his answer.

The famous detective never apologized.

And, it seems ashamed to overthrow one's previous conclusions.

Well, this may be the closest thing Sherlock can say to the three words I'm sorry.

Of course, if you happen to see a book like "Alpha Guide to Love: How to Make Your Omega [Beep——" on the sofa in the living room one weekend, you will regret that you said this to him today. The remarks.

You don't quite understand what's going on in his head that runs at high speed every day.

Sherlock, who lost the experimental product, walked out of the Barts Medical College without any memory.

He even lit a cigarette as he walked.The smell of tobacco floats along the air and is accurately captured by the tip of your nose.

The long black trench coat swayed with Sherlock's steps, and he was indeed a man who walked with wind.

You stood at the door and watched his thin and tall back gradually go away, and you started to do nothing.

You looked back at the building, thought about it, and sat on the highest step in front of the gate very chicly.

Actually, Barts medical school is not much fun, and you don't want to be a doctor.

Before being forced to become an omega, you were also a serious female college student.As the saying goes, as long as the major is selected well, the college entrance examination will be held at the end of each year.Medicine is one of them.Books that can’t be memorized, pictures that can’t be memorized... Just thinking about it will give you a headache.

The dog system actually wanted to arrange for you the following identity, becoming a medical student or something, but you severely rejected it.

Even if you can be Sherlock's assistant!Is it cool to be an assistant?Is it because the milk tea in your hand is not good, or the game is not fun?

Just imagine, you and your partner will happily meet next to the biggest Christmas tree in the square in the future, preparing for a romantic date.Just when the lips and petals of the two were about to touch, Sherlock called you——

"Yi Ri, the cool-down period of this serial shaman's crimes shows obvious regularity. The lucky days of Aquarius from the current month to the next month are a cycle, looking for female prey to satisfy his ASPD and sexual desire." Mr. Detective said with extreme Speak quickly.You can imagine that when you were silent, he must have frowned on the other end of the phone, dissatisfied with your mediocre response.

The next sentence must be: "You went out today with a new eyeshadow palette you bought online. According to Mrs. Hudson, you put on full makeup and a dress, which is not enough for the bad weather in New York. Uncharacteristically, obviously you Waste your precious time on dates where you chase after me to satisfy your little girl's whims."

"Yi Ri, come back."

……

Just thinking about it gives you a headache.

But Sherlock usually only texts.It is estimated that the text message ringtone is used as the background music of the date.

You also came here with the idea of ​​never attacking any characters.

"It's true that everyone is excellent and attractive, but... to be honest, the daily living environment is too dangerous for an ordinary person like me. 』

You think so.

But when one problem is solved, another problem will follow.

Just like now-

Peter Parker's best friend Ned stands in front of you, his black eyes darting into your face and his fingers twitching self-consciously.