The big winner in life [Comprehensive]

Watson resisted firmly: "You are?"

Gu Qing had already got the answer he wanted, so he didn't mind expressing his kindness to Watson, so he showed the most innocent smile to Watson: "Hi, John H. Watson, I belong to Magic An Auror from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, my department detected mention of invisibility cloaks in your blog, and I was sent to find out just to be sure."

Watson: "...Wait, the Auror you're talking about is the kind of Auror in "Harry Potter" that specializes in hunting down dark wizards?"

Gu Qing maintained a perfect smile: "If you said that Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world, yes, he himself is now the director of the Executive Department."

Watson: "...No, I'm talking about the set of books written by JK Rowling. I've also seen the movie."

"If you must know, I can tell you that JK Rowling is a Squib. It's an open secret in our wizarding world."

Watson saw from this young man's face the innate proud smile he had seen on the faces of Mycroft and Sherlock. Also, the status of a Squib in the magic world is very embarrassing. Think about Hogg Filch, Woz's administrator, knew.No, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Don't worry, for a Muggle like you, we will all cast the 'Forgetting Nothing' spell after our conversation, as compensation, I can give you three drops of 'Felix Elixir' to ensure you get a copy Not a bad job, given you're looking for work. What do you think?"

Watson, whose little head was turning into a mess, was organizing his words when he heard the familiar ringtone of a text message. The young man standing in front of him took out his cell phone from his coat pocket familiarly, and when he raised his head again, he pouted and complained. : "Mycroft is always such a spoiler. May I come in?"

Watson, whose little head was now a mess, stepped aside in a daze. After a while, he climbed up to the second floor with short hands and feet, and heard the mysterious young man say, "Sherlock, congratulations!" You have an interesting roommate."

"Okay, Mycroft, take your apple pie and leave here." Sherlock sat on the single sofa and ravaged his violin, saying unhappy.

"I told you not to call me that again!" Gu Qing said sharply, and looked at McCoff again. McCoff gave him a gentle look. He was probably a little pleased by Sherlock's words. Gu Qing blinked and said : "I have to say beforehand that I'm here for you (your roommate), Sherlock."

"Humph!"

"For God's sake, what the hell is going on?" Watson, who was half awake and half confused, raised his voice and shouted a little irritatedly after receiving more information.

Sherlock lowered his head and continued to pluck his strings. Mycroft smirked in an official way. Only Gu Qing kindly explained the confusion to the ex-military doctor who seemed about to go berserk. He turned around and looked at Watson. He introduced: "I am Patrick Holmes," he said, holding out a hand to Watson. "It is a pleasure to meet you so soon, Dr. Watson."

Watson stared at Gu Qing dumbfounded, but he still grasped the point: "Sorry...you just said your surname is Holmes?"

"Yes John, he is my younger brother, our younger brother." Sherlock interjected, Gu Qing laughed again, and winked at Watson: "By the way, I am a fan of your blog."

A bolt of lightning split in Watson's mind, and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "You..." He wanted to say that you were playing with me downstairs just now? !

Gu Qing tilted his head and said plainly: "At first it was just a joke, I wanted to impress you, but I didn't expect you to take it with such high spirits, so I had no choice but to cooperate with you."

ha! ! !When he said that, why did it seem like it was all my fault?Watson looked at the innocent young man in front of him, exhaled twice, and ran to the kitchen to drink coffee and calm down, but he didn't expect to see the eyeballs inside the refrigerator when he opened it. He couldn't help it. After swearing, he closed the refrigerator door with a "bang", sulking alone.

"Black coffee, two pieces of sugar." Sherlock's words provoked Watson to curse unceremoniously: "Go to hell, Sherlock!" But after a while, he heard the sound of picking up the teapot to boil water.

Gu Qing said thoughtfully: "Mummy will be very happy, Sherlock."

Mycroft stroked his umbrella handle: "That's natural."

Sherlock plucked the strings sharply, making the sound of sawing wood.

Mycroft didn't even frown, he raised his feet: "Don't be so childish, Sherlock."

Sherlock glanced at him. "How's the diet going?"

Mycroft said with a low face, "Not bad."

Sherlock leaned back: "I have too many cases on hand, and I can't find time."

Mycroft obviously didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry about your trivial cases, this is a national matter. Patrick, maybe you can persuade Sherlock not to be so stubborn."

Gu Qing, who was looking for a place to stop, looked over, with a daze of "Oh, what happened? Why did your quarrel hurt me again?"Mycroft rolled his eyes under his nose, "Patrick, stop messing around."

Gu Qing shrugged, he was pretending to be a fool like his father, but unfortunately the treatment was different.

Sherlock snorted softly through his nose: "Let Patrick go, I think he is very happy to help you run errands in exchange for the so-called freedom. That's right, if you want the donkey to run fast, you have to tie a carrot in front of the donkey."

Watson, who was in the kitchen listening to the movement in the living room, was embarrassed. What a bad analogy!To be honest, he never thought that there is another Sherlock Holmes in this world. For God's sake, just a Sherlock is enough to shake the world, let alone a McCaw who is equivalent to the British government. husband.Every time the two brothers fight each other, Watson feels like the earth is shaking.Now it seems that the relationship between Sherlock and their youngest brother is not very good?Watson recalled the incident downstairs. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that the youngest Sherlock Holmes was not an ordinary person. As for his personality——

Before Watson could think of the right words, he heard the youngest Holmes say, "I didn't intend to get involved, but now that Sherlock has said that again, it seems that I can't agree."

Watson: "..." What kind of logic is this?Shouldn't normal logic not agree?

"However, I have one condition. Dr. Watson will be my assistant."

Watson: "..." I hid in the kitchen, how could I still be named?

Sherlock glared at his brother, "He's my assistant!"

"Don't be a cat that takes over everything on the property, Sherlock, and you didn't mark Dr. Watson."

Watson: "..." This is also a bad metaphor!Mark, take what mark, pee?Watson was even more embarrassed by his own thoughts.

At this time, Mycroft spoke up: "John has an independent personality, and has the beautiful qualities of perseverance and patriotism. I believe he will not refuse, Patrick."

Gu Qing couldn't find a place to sit down until now, he leaned against the window and echoed Mycroft's words: "I can't agree more with this, John may be just a doctor, but he was also a soldier at the same time, that kind of The type who can sacrifice his own life to save someone else's. At the same time, he's so gutsy and morally strong, I don't think he even shook his hand when he shot the secretary in the invisibility cloak. Also, despite getting used to Violence, death and despair, but never losing hope and maintaining a belief in the pure goodness of the world. For that, I'm lucky we share a common language on Harry Potter."

Watson could imagine the official smirk on Mycroft's face when he spoke, and he wasn't flattered at all.When Gu Qing spoke again, Watson felt that he really shouldn't be surprised that Holmes had X-rays.However, Gu Qing's words were obviously more sincere. Watson was flattered to be praised for his seriousness, but when he heard the last sentence, he was full of black lines, no matter how he heard it, he felt that it was not a good thing.

In the living room, Gu Qing thoughtfully explained to Sherlock who did not have this knowledge: "Oh, "Harry Potter" is the name of a set of fairy tale books, Sherlock."

Sherlock plucked the string lazily again and said, "Boring." He deleted it in the blink of an eye.

Watson couldn't help leaning over: "You don't know? The British know it!" After he realized that he was simply not admitting to the eavesdropping, he grinned dryly.

McCoff stood up from the sofa and handed Gu Qing a document in his hand: "William Patel, a civil servant, performed an OTR mission 16 years ago."

Watson asked puzzledly, "Sorry, OTR?"

Gu Qing explained seriously: "Onthereal-playing for real."

Mycroft looked at Gu Qing with the eyes of a disobedient and mischievous child, and corrected: "It's offtherecord-not recorded in the record."

Sherlock flicked the strings and rustled the air to show his appreciation of the word.

McCoff paused, not having time to stare at Sherlock, and continued: "It was in London at the time, but unfortunately, he was shot and shot in the chest. At that time, he had a very important suitcase in his hand. Now I Hope you find this suitcase, it's a matter of national security."

"Well—" Gu Qing said flatly, "I just said it was for real."

Watson couldn't help laughing, but when he realized it was inappropriate, he quickly held back.

Mycroft called his name in a warning tone, and Gu Qing said confidently: "I have promised to continue, what else do you want? I need all the authority related to this matter, McCoff , don’t try to fool me with the official words of not being recorded, otherwise maybe I should talk to Mommy, I think Mommy will be happy to tell me some interesting things about your childhood.”

Mycroft's cheeks twitched, staring at his little brother, which was no more worrying than Sherlock's, and finally he compromised, "You will get what you want".

Only then did Gu Qing look down at the document McCoff gave him, and McCoff put on a smirk and said to Watson, "Goodbye, John, it seems that I won't have a chance to drink the coffee you made."

Watson didn't know what to do to make an appropriate expression. Sherlock started sawing wood. After Mycroft gracefully took his coat and left with a black umbrella, he didn't stop. Instead, he stood by the window Gu Qing.

Watson opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"The water is boiling, John." As soon as Gu Qing finished speaking, the kettle in the kitchen beeped, and Watson closed his mouth and turned back to the kitchen tired.

Gu Qing squinted at Sherlock, who wanted to show his dissatisfaction by rolling on the ground, and said with a half-smile, "Why don't you come to eat a carrot?"

Sherlock raised his voice abruptly, answering his brother's question.

Gu Qing didn't care about this, he sat on the single sofa that McCoff had been sitting on, facing Sherlock who was playing the violin, and Sherlock's sawing noise didn't affect him at all.

After Watson brewed three cups of coffee, Gu Qing had already finished reading the document, and when he saw Watson came out, he said, "William Patel was shot in the chest. He was rescued and survived, but he suffered serious sequelae. , hysteria, short- and long-term memory loss, world-weary behavior and aggression, and is currently in a nursing home."

Watson couldn't help clicking his tongue: "That means he doesn't remember anything. Mycroft said that the OTR mission was 16 years ago, right? How can I find it? But what is in that suitcase? After 16 years, are you still looking for it?"

Gu Qing glanced at Sherlock, met his eyes for a moment, and quickly turned his gaze back to Watson's face, "16 years ago, the former President of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia Milosevic was eyeing Kosovo, and Britain intervened to stop it There was a massacre. The then prime minister and the president of Kosovo met in London and arranged military assistance, far more powerful than the public knew. William Patel was responsible for protecting the prime minister, but the meeting was blocked by Milosevic The person planted next to the president of Kosovo leaked that William Patel was shot. The suitcase at the time contained information on the British nuclear missile silos in northern Europe and a detonator for the prime minister to launch remotely. Nuclear missiles."

Watson: "!!!"

"Heh, the suitcase was handcuffed in William Patel's hands, and in order to operate on him, the doctor took the suitcase off and then disappeared. Obviously shooting him was just a cover. Well, all these years Nothing happened that led some to think it might have been thrown out with other medical waste until now someone tried to hack into a nuclear missile system."

Watson: "Terrorist?!!"

Gu Qing's face was solemn, he didn't admit it, but it was almost a tacit agreement.Watson became nervous, and when Gu Qing asked him if he would be his assistant, he agreed without thinking.

"The best way to do it now is to find that suitcase. Let's go see William Patel." Gu Qing stood up and left the document to Sherlock, "The task at that time was not recorded in the computer, but in paper Documents, Mycroft promised us access."

Sherlock was still stubborn: "It's you, not us."

"Sherlock!" Watson glared at Sherlock, "Now is not the time to fight between brothers!"

Gu Qing lowered his eyelids to hide the smile in his eyes, but said seriously, "We don't have much time now, John."

——Earlier, you guys were chatting leisurely.

And Watson's sense of mission and responsibility as a soldier now makes him not think too much: "Leave him alone, I'll go with you."

Gu Qing and Watson turned to leave, and Sherlock in the room could clearly distinguish the difference in the footsteps of the two of them, as well as the sound of the downstairs door being closed.Sherlock quickly put the violin aside, pulled the document to him, and flipped through it quickly.

When Gu Qing and Watson brought William Patel back to 221B Baker Street, Sherlock was nowhere to be seen. Watson thought about it for a while and felt relieved. He cleared his throat and asked Gu Qing: "What should we do now?" How to do it?"

Gu Qing said with great interest: "Memories will never be lost, but I just don't know how to get them back."

"But we tried that too, and he couldn't remember anything at all." On the way they tried hierarchical reasoning, meeting training, etc., but it didn't help.

"Let me think again." Then Watson looked at the youngest Sherlock Holmes with a pensive expression on his face. Only then did Watson really notice that he did resemble Sherlock, especially the curly hair and chin. It's like Mycroft there, and of course the most like McCoff is that he also wears a three-piece suit that is well-dressed and close-fitting.

"I thought of a method. One summer, Sherlock and I discussed the wonderful idea of ​​using electric waves to stimulate the inner brain. One of the very feasible ones is to give high-intensity electrical stimulation to specific areas of the brain. A massive increase in brain function can lead to a heightened sensory awareness of the self within a few hours, a smarter mind and faster reflexes, as well as the body. If William Patel's memory is of any help to us, perhaps We should give him a shot." After Gu Qing finished speaking, he stared at William Patel who was sitting on the sofa restlessly.

The former military doctor who was responsible for the patient hurriedly said: "Wait, I think Mr. Patel's current situation does not allow it. Has the method you mentioned been tested on humans?"

"Well... the nerve cells of Sherlock and I are too dense. If we come here for a while, we may fuse together forever." At that time, the most suitable volunteer in their family was Daddy, but it was a pity that Mommy stood behind Daddy. I don't want to be discovered by Mommy just to do a small experiment, shortening the time for them to enter the laboratory, it would be too much for the gain.

Watson thought for a while and said boldly: "Then test it on me first. If there is no danger, then give it to Mr. Patel."

Gu Qing felt that Sherlock was lucky to find a roommate like Watson in such a short period of time. "Wait a minute, wait for me to assemble the equipment."

Watson: "??" He just watched Gu Qing fiddling in 221B for a while. To be honest, he had never found anything from 221B. After that, he stared dumbfounded at the crude equipment in front of him. , he clenched his fist: "Is this a car battery?"

Gu Qing comforted him and said, "Don't be nervous, this is AAA level, even if you die because of it, there will be no charge for sending you to the morgue."

Watson: "..." He didn't feel comforted at all!While Gu Qing was sticking electrodes on his head, Watson tried to relax by chatting casually with Gu Qing, and asked, "Are you still a student?"

"No, I graduated from Cambridge two years ago."

This is not surprising. After all, Sherlock Holmes are all geniuses. Watson then asked, "Then what do you do now?" Watson thought he should be a scientist in a certain field, such as medicine or mechanical engineering, and then Gu Qing smiled. told him, "I am a tailor."

A look of "Are you kidding me?" appeared on Watson's face, "Aren't you kidding me?"

Gu Qing shook his head.

Watson was dumbfounded, and Gu Qing said to himself: "These electrodes will cause the depolarization of the resting membrane potential of your nerve cells, which will cause the cells to automatically discharge. In short, your brain will speed up, or directly scrapped."

Watson's focus is still biased: "Are you, like McCaughey, modestly claiming that you are just a small civil servant, but in fact you are like the British government?"

Gu Qing showed his small canine teeth: "What is that, the king of tailors?" #世界的编辑店我应证了#

Watson embarrassed, Gu Qing became serious: "The chat is over, I'm about to start, are you ready?"

Watson took a deep breath.

This experiment sounds complicated, but the actual execution process only takes ten seconds.

Gu Qing turned off the switch, Watson pulled off the electrode, he stood up and moved, and after making sure he was fine, he said to William Patel who was standing aside: "The good news is that I'm fine, but I don't think it's useful. "

Gu Qing said lightly: "Really?" He picked up the empty coffee cup on the coffee table and threw it at Watson. Watson didn't react at all, so he grabbed the coffee cup. He paused and said: "Wow, this is really... surprising."

Gu Qing smiled triumphantly.

Now that the human trials have been successful, the next step is to use it on William Patel.Gu Qing adjusted the current and said: "The triage nurses are helping, and then they took the box away for the injection—"

Watson stared closely at William Patel. He opened his eyes suddenly and said: "Someone has taken the box. There is a man who has taken the box. He has a blue finger. Not left-handed, but has a finger." It's blue." He stretched out his hand and gestured with his index finger.

Watson asked quickly, "Did you see his face?"

William Patel shook his head, his face became ugly, and he covered his forehead with his hands and said uncomfortablely: "I remembered a lot of things in a flash, my head was so dizzy, what did you do to me?!"