[Comprehensive] gift to you

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"Isn't it too..." Watson was fidgeting all the time, and he was even a little anxious when he was looking for someone according to the conditions given by Sherlock—although he quickly entered the state.

"It doesn't matter, although that person is a bit pedophile - but he is very rational, he only thinks that children look cute." Sherlock replied lightly.

"Pedophile?!!!!"

Watson endured it, and didn't punch this willful detective who didn't know how to take care of the little seedlings at all.

"It's definitely fine, that person doesn't have the courage, and he doesn't realize that he has such a little habit," the detective sneered lightly, "and that little guy will definitely run away before the other party makes a move."

"After all, why don't you send the child to the police station to help him find his family?" Watson had lost his temper with the detective, so he could only change the subject.

"He appeared suddenly." Sherlock looked at the scenery passing by the car window. "From somewhere in Japan—directly to London, England."

"????"

"And the bug in his schoolbag—" Sherlock pushed the tiny bug into the assistant's hand, "The technology is very advanced, at least we can't get such a small one now."

"By the way," he added, "this one could blow up."

Watson:! ! ! !

Sherlock ignored the frightened assistant, and concluded, "The last possibility is—"

"He could be someone from the future."

Watson:? ? ? ? ? ?

Watson: Do you still remember that we are a modern society where science is paramount?

"In other words, Japan specially recruited a trained young soldier to bring the high-tech made in secret to the child, and then airlifted it to London. During the whole process, the child must not be allowed to touch the land of London and the child must be kept. How wet the soil is underfoot."

Sherlock closed his eyes. "Demonstration? That's too much trouble. Prank-I don't think it's worth it."

The car stopped.

Seeing that Sherlock had no intention of moving, Watson got out of the car without complaint and rang the doorbell.

It was the young man I saw in the morning who opened the door—with a suspicious blush on his face.

Watson was even more worried.

"Where's otowa?"

When Otoyu saw Watson, he jumped off the sofa and ran to the adults.

Eric glanced back, but didn't see the child, and panicked instantly: "Where's Otoha?!"

Otoha, who was completely ignored by the two adults because of his short stature: ...

Phil: "Pfft."

Watson followed the gaze of the blond boy in time to remind him to look down and see the child in front of him.

His face was a little embarrassed for a while.

Otoyu didn't mind either, he bypassed Watson and got into the car.

"How is it?" Sherlock didn't look at Otoha, but still stared in the direction of Watson at the door.

"Hmm...Eric is still friendly?" Otoha didn't know what to say, "But it's better to pay more attention to him."

He glanced at Watson and lowered his head.

He is now in a period of confusion.

My mind is full of who I am, where I am, and what I want to do.

"You want to have a further relationship with me, why?" Seeing Watson turn his head, Sherlock looked away, "What are your conditions for going back? And - are you from the future?"

He returned the bug to the kid.

——This was proposed by Sherlock, and Otoha handed it over to the detective because he thought it was not a big deal.Both parties defaulted to not taking it for research, and at most took it apart to have a look.

"I should be from the future," Otoha waved to Watson who got into the car, and the car started, "It should be."

"The future is dangerous enough to send children to the battlefield?"

"..." Otoyu was speechless for a while.

"I'm just an exception."

"Extreme ability?" Sherlock noticed that the child could suddenly communicate without barriers. "Genius?"

"Genius... doesn't count."

"Well, let's make a deal." Sherlock straightened up. "Are you confident that you have hit an adult?"

Otoha nodded hesitantly.

Watson:? ? ? ? ? ?

He couldn't help but interjected: "He's just a child!"

"This kid is better than you," Sherlock said sarcastically, "you'll know after a while."

"And then?" Otoyu brought the topic back.

"Be my bodyguard temporarily, and act as a bait when necessary?"

Watson pushed Sherlock over Otoha: "What are you thinking!"

He looked very angry: "Let a child face a criminal who will kill at any time! Are you crazy!"

"...Okay, okay," Sherlock rubbed his forehead, "I'll be with him, as bait."

Otoyu heard his muttering in a low voice: "I didn't intend to let the child go alone."

a little wronged x

"Has the prisoner been identified?" Otoha leaned back slightly to make room for Watson.

"How about that young man—Eric's brother?" Sherlock asked other questions.

"Sunshine and lively—in front of Eric." Otoha recalled the murderous look at that time, "Easy to be jealous, brother control?"

"But there is still a question, how did he move the body over there."

"What we found out is that he works as a waiter in a hamburger restaurant," Watson answered. "His brother doesn't lend his brother his car."

"Speaking of which, didn't I tell you not to eat indiscriminately?" Sherlock's topic jumped quickly, "You ate a bunch of high-calorie snacks."

"I'm hungry." Otoyu looked innocent, "And I unpacked it myself."

"That's also—"

"I'm hungry."

"What if someone else puts medicine in it and then seals it?"

Otoyu replied firmly: "I'm hungry!"

Sherlock: "..."

Watson: "Pfft."

In fact, the detection technique has already been tried by throwing it on the snacks—but after all, it is not something here, and Otoha can only cover it with the willfulness of a child.

He was a kid himself anyway.

Then, during lunch in the afternoon, Otoha witnessed the waywardness of the real child Sherlock.

Making noise is a trivial matter, and it's okay to put human body stumps, potions, etc. in the refrigerator.

It's just that curiosity provokes messy things from time to time...

Otoyu looked at the blown-out window, a little dumbfounded.

Watson: "Sherlock!!!"

"I just wanted to see how powerful it is," the somewhat embarrassed detective was speechless. "It turned out that its explosion was a little shorter than ordinary bombs."

"That's why everyone wrote in the letter telling you not to press that button!"

"Ha, he won't touch me if he doesn't let me?"

Otoyu hugged his schoolbag and moved to a place a little further away from the two of them.

Sherlock noticed the child's movement, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly shifted his gaze to Otoha's schoolbag.

Yiyu: "...I can't show you books."

Books are all (relatively speaking) things of the future. Although Otoha's own existence may have disturbed history, it is better to minimize the impact as much as possible.

Sherlock held out his hand: "Give it to me."

"No." Otoyu shrank back.

The reason for giving the bug to Sherlock is because there is a small bomb inside, and if the various components are too far away to receive the signal, it will blow up-this is what Nezu told Otoha, and it is also the reason why the latter is relieved.

And he also needs to exchange something with Sherlock to prove his "worth" and not to sleep on the street - the current temperature in London is really lower than that in Japan.

But the book is different—although it doesn’t seem to have any research value, but Otoha doesn’t know whether there will be any literary master’s life written in it, or some kind of mathematical knowledge that is not available now... In short, it will affect the history of this place Not good.

What's more, looking at Sherlock's appearance, it is considered that he sleeps on the sofa by default, so there is no need to act good.

"You might destroy the world." Otoha said, picking the most serious consequences.

Watson thought it was funny, and didn't ask how a book would destroy the world. He just watched Sherlock, an adult and a child, grab the book.

"Destruction of the world?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows, pulling on Otoha's schoolbag with unabated strength.

"What's the matter with me?"

Otoyu was stunned for a moment, Sherlock finally pulled out the schoolbag, reached in and took out a textbook at random, flipping it open.

When it was over, he sneered: "Anyway, I'm happy."

Otoha: "..."