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

"What's that?" When you opened the door again, Sherlock's deep voice sounded immediately.

You were almost taken aback by the tall figure approaching quickly.

Numerous facts have proved that Sherlock is the kind of person who will never stay in the hospital for an extra second.Just because you were there last night, he reluctantly didn't leave.

The magic of Sherlock is that even if he is put on a straitjacket and tied to the hospital bed forcibly, he can escape the imprisonment perfectly.

Nothing in the world can really lock him.

You took a step back reflexively, and at the same time stretched out a hand to gently press against his chest.

"Can you not get so close." You looked at the close distance between him and you, and couldn't help but say.

But he obviously didn't listen, but his eyes fell to the bag you are carrying at the moment.

You also noticed where his gaze was, and then said, "It's nothing."

Sherlock glanced at you meaningfully, then turned and walked away.

You secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly took away that Harry's coat.

Nonsense, you hardly go to the supermarket, and of course you don't have any snacks or the like in your bag.In this case, it can only be the coat that you soiled.

Besides, if you really bought a bunch of snacks back, Sherlock will definitely let you eat less, first of all, it is not good for your health, and he thinks that women's fat is always easier to accumulate than men - he doesn't want you to become the same Same as Mycroft.

After you finished processing, you stood outside the bathroom door, still hesitating whether to go back to the living room.

It is clearly visible to the naked eye that today's Sherlock seems to be no different from before, at least he won't make any overly intimate moves towards you.Including when you came back just now, you just said an insignificant sentence in a flat tone.

Is he back to normal?

You touch your chin.

If so, that's not bad.Does the weakening of Sherlock's so-called symptoms mean that he will recover soon, and you can do your own things with peace of mind?

You thought about it, but you didn't come up with any results, but finally decided to go to the bedroom and stay alone.

However, just as you walked to the bedroom door and were about to open the door to go in, he suddenly spoke, and he called your name.

you:?

"A pen, a piece of paper, hurry up." His words were as concise and clear as ever.

The house is not too big, so you can hear his voice clearly.

Without looking back, you said, "No time, take it yourself."

If there is any difference between you and Sherlock these days, the focus must be on your attitude.

The biggest benefit this system bug gives you is that you don't have to be so careful with Sherlock now.

Because he won't be angry with you.

Of course, you also discovered it inexplicably.

"Hurry up, or throw that coat in the street recycling truck."

Sherlock's words suddenly woke you up, and what he said sounded like there was absolutely no room for maneuver.

etc--

How did he know about that coat? ?

You remember that the opaque paper bag was sealed, so he shouldn't be able to see what's in it.And you didn't want him to think too much, so you refused to answer his question.

Now it seems that he is knowingly asking?

Full of doubts, you had no choice but to walk into the living room, and saw Sherlock sitting at the table with his back to you, writing something.

His hand holding the pen didn't pause at all, as if there was something on the paper that aroused his interest.

Looks like he doesn't need a pen at all either...?

You shake your head, his temperament is really unpredictable.

"Here, you want it." You had no choice but to follow his advice, walk up to him, and hand him the pen and paper.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even raise his head, and he looked completely immersed in it.You glanced at what was written on the paper in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

Again and again, history is always strikingly similar.

Isn't this the numbers game you played with him last time?

It's the one where you were losing ground in front of him, almost losing the coffin, damn the game.

But losing to him is too common.

Anyone will lose to him.

He heard you sigh softly, and then he said to you, "What's the matter? You didn't back away in fright because you remembered how badly you lost last time, did you?"

There was a tinge of sarcasm in his tone.If he turns his gaze away from the pile of numbers in front of him and raises his head to look at you, then you will see the smile on his face without a trace of suspense.

You almost suspect that he has an eye in the back of his head.

You did take a step back quietly.

Damn, he found out?

"I don't have one." You replied a little unconvinced when you heard this, "How could I—"

You stopped in the middle of your speech.

At the same time, the black-haired man finally couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.So his low laugh fills your eardrums completely.

This time you are a little more obedient than last time, and you are not so innocently stepping into the trap he woven with words.

"You lasted 6 seconds longer than last time." He put down the pen in his hand and said to you.

You recalled the last time, unceremoniously throwing what he asked for on the table, "It's not all because you said that on purpose."

"I just used a little bit of psychology," he said, "so?"

He didn't touch the pen and paper you brought.

"So what?" You were confused.

"Let's have a round." He said, his tone so decisive that it seemed that it was not a proposal at all, but a certainty.

"No." You replied, as you have always answered these days.

But what did you think of, and immediately asked: "How do you know that I brought back a coat?"

The disappointment on the detective's face caused by your refusal was fleeting. When he heard your question, he just drooped his mouth and shook his head, acting as if you said that one plus one equals how many.

"There is a clothing brand logo on the paper bag, and this bag must have originally contained clothing—commodities." He said, "You have only been to two places today, here and the internship site. The paper bag can only be taken out of the internship site. Yeah, if it was something else, you'd answer me when I asked, and you wouldn't try to seal it. So, that's... something more personal. From the way the bag sags, it's something like a coat, And there is a little coffee stain on your cuff. As for your series of actions just now, there is no need to analyze it. Something went wrong again during your internship."

"It's because you always want to leave here and do this and that, that's why you're so dull now."

"If you go to the scene of the crime with me, maybe you can shake your little brain and let the water out."

The light projected from his eyes is a bit sharp, and only then do you realize more deeply that your every move is actually displayed under his eyes without any cover.

But you still find the blind spot, "How do you know I didn't go elsewhere? You can't guess?"

You stare at Sherlock suspiciously.

Just when you thought he'd come up with some brilliant excuse to evade it, he replied bluntly, "I traced your route back and forth, not everything can be seen directly."

"But I'm right?" He successfully changed the subject again, "You just brought someone's coat back and you dare not tell me."

He gritted his teeth at this sentence.

"Before I get angry, I suggest you agree to my request."

Your mind was poked by him.

But you won't believe what he said.He is not emotional, what he believes in is absolute reason, inexplicable anger will damage his calm thinking to solve the case.

unless……

Unless he is ooc.

"I lost to you once last time, what's the point of doing it again..." You can't understand.

"I lost to me in the last game, and there are still two wishes that have not been fulfilled."

"Then?"

"Nicotine patches," he said lightly.

The first thought that crosses your mind when you hear his request is that it's easy.

At least it's not some strange and unspeakable request on various levels.

So normal, normal and simple.

You also think that when he is bored, when he loses the [-]% solution, he will look for nicotine patches as a substitute to keep his nerves excited.

You know, he's always going to be bored.

"All the events that have happened in this city recently, I know the beginning and the end without spending a little effort! It is simply boring."

"Why didn't a serial killer show up?"

"boring! I've been searching for a long time, but I haven't found the patch I kept privately before." He said in a flat tone, and you tried your best to pretend that you didn't understand what he was saying.

Pretending to be innocent.

Nicotine patches...

You have some impression of this thing.

Watson said that the various stimulants that Sherlock used to hide would hinder his recovery (?) to some extent, so he told you on the phone to tell you to hide it.

"Take it out, I heard you answer the call from John."

Sherlock never guesses, as long as he concludes one thing, it means that he must have a reason to support the conclusion.

"I don't know where the patch is." Watson said to you, and I can still recall his tone at this moment. You promised to hide the patch from Sherlock.

For the sake of the detective's health, there is no need for those things to exist at all.

"Did I say something?" Sherlock saw through you at a glance, stood up, and approached you, "You are not good at lying."

The curtains in the living room are drawn most of the time so the light is perpetually dim.

Sherlock Holmes once said that dim light helped him think.

But he didn't say that the dim light is the potential catalyst for all ambiguous atmospheres.

Is there anything that won't bore him?

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Thanks to the little angel who cast mines: I will always like Badger Badger 1;

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