[Shen Xia] When Watson has Twitter

7: 00am

This morning, as soon as I woke up, I saw Sherlock sitting on the edge of my bed and staring at me blankly.God, this is scary.

-Comment:

-Harry: Night attack=mouth=

-SH: Actually, it was already daylight when I went

-MH: Don't lie, Sherlly, it's bad

-SH: at least it's daylight now

-GL: What you said yesterday was hurtful, Sherlock, better apologize, the good doctor is obviously upset

-GL: Also, don't just enter other people's rooms

-SH: But he slept in my room, I don't think there's anything wrong with that

-GL: ...

-Anthea: ...

-MH: Please let me know in advance if there is any happy event

-JW: If I hadn't forgotten my key, I wouldn't have woken up!

8: 02am

The morning here is very refreshing, I opened the window and felt very comfortable.Sherlock was rambling on about his discovery, but I said nothing.Don't think I can forgive you for saying a few nice words last night.

-Comment:

-SH: John you are a genius, unparalleled, brilliant.

-JW: enough

-SH: You're amazing!

-JW: Stop talking about Sherlock, that's it

-SH: Although you are not very talented, but you have the ability to inspire

-JW: Don't mess it up apologies Sherlock, say one more disparaging thing about me and I'll move out, you know, I mean what I say

-JW: I'm not saying you can't talk!Also, don't look at me with that look!I didn't bully you!

8: 20am

Apparently, what happened with Sherlock recently alarmed his brother, who represents the British government, and he appointed his most trusted person to inspect us.Of course, this person can only be Lestrade.I used to think that Sherlock was always telling jokes, but today it seems that he is really not the name of Dao Lestrade.

It is said that he tanned himself really dark.

-Comment:

-GL: I'm just here for vacation

-SH: You tan yourself like nuts, even John can tell Mycroft sent you!

-JW: What do you mean, 'Even John can see it'?

-SH: Well, Roger, you're actually pretty good at pretending

-GL: My name is not Roger! ! !

8: 35am

The boss here has a dog, a big dog, and if they didn't buy too much meat, they wouldn't be exposed.But obviously, this is not the dog that Sherlock saw that day. Sherlock said that compared with the one he saw, it was like a Chihuahua and a Samoyed.

But I bet that HOUND is not as cute as a Samoyed

-Comment:

-Mrs.Hadson: Boys, have you forgotten poor little Mill?

-JW: No, I don’t know how Mir is doing recently?

-Mrs.Hadson: Of course, he is very good.A man with a black umbrella came the other day, and Mill seemed to like him.

-SH: Don't let Mycroft hold it!

-JW: Hey Sherlock, don't be mean

-SH: Redbeard kisses Mycroft and me!

-JW: There's no comparison, Mir's favorite will always be you

-SH: The one who likes me the most is obviously you, John

-SH: don't ignore me John

-Harry: How about a sweet toothache... As expected, he is a person who has confessed, and he is not stingy at all with sugar

-Irene: Not only that, the big detective has also developed into a stalker

-Harry: What happened to the private message chat?

-Irene: I'd love to =v=

8: 40am

Sherlock gave me a cup of coffee with sugar in it, a lot.I've always disliked coffee with sugar, but... well, who wants to turn him down when he's showing an aggrieved expression?

-Comment:

-Harry: You poisoned a man named Sherlock

-JW: I know, I don't want to fix it just yet

9: 00am

We went to Baskerville's lab, Sherlock and I.It's dark in here.

================================================== =============================

By the time you read this blog, we will be back in Baker Street, Sherlock is in the shower, and I have time to finish this blog.

I want readers to know that I am taking a big risk in writing this blog - I will try not to hide things that are not known to the general public - and in turn, I am also trying to control my emotions and not Let my anxiety at that time show.

Sherlock and I arrived in Baskerville at the invitation of Henry and lived together in a vegetarian restaurant. The owner and clerk there are very nice people, but they raised a hound for their livelihood. Of course, this hound is not The protagonists of our story, a temporary interlude, though it still cost them a fair amount of fines.

Regarding the progress of Blue Bell, I have explained it on Twitter, so I won’t say more here.

Sherlock seems like because of those weird codes - forget why I found them - Sherlock split HOUND into individual letters, I don't think it makes a difference, but he's clearly got a revelation.As I said, Sherlock's thinking is unparalleled, and he has a keen observation that is unmatched by anyone in the world.

We went to Baskerville together, and the word no longer used Mycroft's ID, but Mycroft himself made a phone call and gave us the highest authority.

Just because Sherlock dialed his brother's number on the phone, and after a few simple greetings, the man agreed to Sherlock's request.

Maybe I misunderstood Mycroft before, he is really a good brother.

"Let's go to the laboratory together. I think Professor Stapleton has the evidence we need to look for." Sherlock put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and his neck without the scarf looked pale, but the faint collarbone made him pale. There is a lot of human touch.

I took out the certificate I just got and scratched the door in front of me, and the door opened.I sighed in my heart that Mycroft was the master pass, then I turned my head to look at Holmes and said, "Maybe you can ask the colonel, I will ask Professor Stapleton to leave the laboratory."

"What method?" Sherlock didn't stop, but walked into the laboratory before me.

I walked in behind him and closed the door: "It's simple, she committed a murder, murdered her daughter's rabbit, and if she doesn't want me to tell little Stapleton about it, she can only tell me about it." Walk."

Sherlock seemed amused by the reasoning: "Yes, murder, the blue bell is glowing, but that makes it special."

This man's smile will undoubtedly make people relax a lot. I nodded and returned his smile.

The laboratory is very large, and the animals I saw when I came in before seemed to have disappeared, and the iron cages were covered with big white covers.Instead of looking, I looked around and saw a side door.I went over, turned the doorknob, and walked in.

What came out was a strange smell, a little pungent. I covered my nose slightly and walked inside, but there was nothing here except pipes.

"How is it?" Sherlock was outside the door, and I saw him when I came out.

I pinched my nose, the smell just now made me a little uncomfortable: "It's nothing, it's very empty inside."

Sherlock nodded and walked with me to the elevator without asking any further questions.But when he got to the elevator, he seemed to be attracted by something, and walked over.

I took out my pass and scratched the groove next to the door.

permission denied.

The blood-red typing was a little dazzling, I was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Sherlock, only to see that the man was still fiddling in front of that complicated one, with a curious expression like a child.

"Sherlock, maybe you want to come and see..."

Suddenly, there was a "bang", followed by darkness.The laboratory is underground during the time, obviously there is no sunlight here, and it is pitch black without lights.I was a little surprised, turned around and quickly touched the groove with my fingers, and inserted the pass into it.

Still, no permissions.

The darkness brings silence, followed by vague panic.This is Baskerville, the most mysterious institution in the British Empire, where anything can happen.

I put the pass in my pocket, then took out the phone, opened it, and the white light that came out instantly made my eyes hurt.I tried my best to open my eyes and look forward, but I saw that Sherlock who was in front of the table just now was gone!

I was stunned by the sudden panic, followed by shouting: "Sherlock!"

"I am here."

The deep voice rang in my ears, maybe the darkness made my senses extremely sensitive, and the cello-like voice sounds very attractive at this moment.I subconsciously turned around to look at the source of the sound, and the next moment, I was firmly wrapped in an embrace.

My nose touched Sherlock's hair, limp and itchy.

"John, you scared me. Next time you don't have to call me so loudly, just hold out your hand and I'll be by your side."

Sherlock's words made my panic lessened a lot. I tried to lift my head up. In the light of the phone, I could see Sherlock's eyes staring at me.

Very beautiful pale blue.

-Harry: It's not kind to stop here!

-SH: He went to buy milk, will continue writing when he comes back

-Anthea: Looks like you guys had a great honeymoon

-MH: They're not technically on their honeymoon yet.Also, please bring Dr. Watson back this Christmas, Mommy wants to see him.

-SH: NO

-GL: The good doctor will want to know where you grew up, Sherlock

-SH: ok we'll go

-JW: Hey!Sherlock!I said you are not allowed to touch my computer!

-SH: I'm glad you changed the password to my name.Also, John, there are no more cookies in the house

-JW: I just bought it yesterday

-SH: Mill eats up

-JW: ...don't lie, you must have eaten it up

-Anthea: I can introduce you to the dentist of BOSS

-SH: NO

The author has something to say: The good doctor drank a cup of coffee

a cup of coffee with sugar

Now Sherlock has finally learned to give Watson a hug to comfort him, although... what you do is still very awkward...

Magic Special is a big lie!He said Moriarty was dead! QAQS2E3 made me depressed for so long, why didn’t you die sobbing

In other words, 2016 seems to be quite far away. When Sherlock ends, I should already have a little bun. At that time, I will show it to my son/daughter: Look, that is the drama that Ma Ma has been chasing for more than ten years. , does the protagonist in it look a lot like an otter? =v=

The only uncertainty in this sentence is whether it is more than ten years or decades, who knows? QAQ

49#First Kiss#

I can feel his heartbeat, very peaceful, peaceful to my surprise.I reached out to push him away, but the next moment Sherlock grabbed my fingers and wouldn't let go.Well, maybe the dark ones can be scary, and it's better to hold one than to be alone.

But it's not good to hold it all the time, I struggled, and Sherlock let go of my hand.

"Do you know what's wrong?" I reached out and patted Sherlock on the back, motioning him to let go of me.

Sherlock loosened his arm slightly, but still did not give up hooking my shoulder with his arm.Maybe I should push him away, but forgive me, it's so dark in here and it's always better to feel someone next to you than alone.And, damn it, Sherlock's arms are so long.

"The only way the lab will lose power is because of human interference, or if there's an accident and you have to power it off." Sherlock tugged at the collar of his shirt, loosening them a bit, but he never took his eyes off me.

"Accident?" I froze for a moment, and then, the sudden association sent a chill down my spine.

Whether it's the introduction on TV or Henry's description, my impression of Baskerville has become fixed.Mysterious and dangerous.Those scientists experimented on animals, made them glow, and also made them huge.The accidents that will happen here, I can only think of those glowing animals.It's just that maybe they're no longer docile rabbits - Bluebell is dead - they're just bigger and more ferocious than rabbits.

Like, a hound.

I tried to lower my voice: "Sherlock, which hound did you meet, and what does it look like?"

Sherlock thought for a while, and then drew a shape with his hands: "It's huge, and it has sharp hair and sharp fangs. His eyes are red and glow."

If it was before, I would take this as a joke, but now, I only feel more and more scared.Sherlock saw something was wrong with me and reached out to touch my cheek.I can feel the warmth of his palm and let me know how cold I am right now.

Sherlock frowned slightly and looked at me: "You're sweating."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I'm sweating because I feel scared."

Sherlock looked at me fixedly, in the light from the phone screen, the contours of his face were cold and hard, but softened the moment he met my eyes: "I'm sorry." I heard her The voice echoed in the silence.

I tried my best to smile at him: "It's none of your business, in fact, I'm still glad you didn't leave just now but came in with me."

Sherlock pursed his lips, didn't speak any more, but grabbed my hand and used his mobile phone to follow the way forward.There is an unspeakable horror in the laboratory that lost its light. Sherlock put the phone back in my hand, and then reached out to pull the white cloth covering the cage.

I knew he wanted to see if the animals that had stayed in the cage were still there, and then the monkey who could only greet people jumped off us.But that's not the most frightening thing.

Because, there was a gap in the door of a huge cage, and the edges were extremely uneven. It seemed that the iron railing was forcibly broken from the inside.There was supposed to be an animal here, and now, it ran out.

I could feel my breathing quickened, and Sherlock frowned tightly, but looked at me without blinking: "Are you okay?"

"...Well, it's okay." I tried to calm down, but I reached out and grabbed Sherlock's arm tightly, "I think we need to get out of here right now, right now."

Sherlock was much calmer than me. He looked around, then turned his face to me: "If we pry the elevator open, do you think you will survive if you jump down?"

"No." Obviously, we are not Spider-Man, he is still in the United States.

Sherlock lowered his head slightly, looking a little anxious, at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice.A low, animal-like gasp.My hand, which was held by Sherlock, tightened suddenly. Although I kept my nails neatly trimmed, I still poked the back of Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock tightened his fingers slightly because of the pain, I felt it, but now I was in no mood to say sorry to him.

"John, you hurt me." The corners of Sherlock's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice sounded deep.

I took half a step back and brought myself closer to him: "Sherlock, did you hear a voice?"

"I heard your heartbeat, very loud."

"I'm not saying that."

An even louder low bark sounded in our ears, and in the black silence, it was as frightening as thunder.Sherlock and I stopped at the same time. I covered my mouth and nose tightly with my hand, trying to hide my breathing. I saw Sherlock was still standing there staring at me, so I covered him with the other hand. face.

His nose is really high, and he is also very tall - it seems that every moment someone reminds me that you are short, even now: "You cover yourself, I am very tired when I raise my hands."

Sherlock stretched out his hand and attached it to the back of my hand, then pulled it down slightly and held it in the palm of his hand: "Why?"

When I was in Afghanistan, I was trained to try to hide my breath when I encountered a beast and I was not equipped to fight it.But now I can't allow me to explain more to Sherlock, I just stared at him, and Sherlock didn't ask any more questions, and obediently covered his mouth.

I picked up my phone, only to see zero signal on it.I squeezed into it somewhat resignedly, and the sound of getting closer and closer that followed made me feel at a loss.

The elevator door can't be opened--damn high-tech--the pungent gas in the empty room is obviously not suitable for entering, it would be too wronged if it was not bitten to death by an unknown hunting dog but was suffocated to death .

I looked around, and then quickly made a decision. I pulled open the door of the iron cage next to me, pulled Sherlock into it, stretched out my hand through the gap in the iron railing, locked the bolt on the outside, and then pulled it off. Bai Bu shrank himself back hard.

Sherlock was right behind me, and I sat between his legs, curling up almost completely in his arms.Naturally, Sherlock stretched out his hand that wasn't covering his mouth, put it directly on my waist and abdomen, and supported me lightly.

I can feel his jaw resting on the top of my head, which makes me feel a little depressed even in this panic.Does my short stature bother anyone?Why do people remind me all the time that you are so short...

"I heard that voice too." Sherlock's voice was muffled, and it felt like it was leaking from his fingers.

I didn't move, just frowned slightly, and then looked at the flickering phantom outside.

"John, can you see it, can you see it?" I tried to lean against Sherlock, avoiding the iron gate on the railing.Hearing Sherlock's question, I shook my head, obviously it's not suitable to speak now.

However, Sherlock didn't give up. He lowered his head slightly and approached my ear. I could feel that she had put her hand down because his lips touched my ear: "Tell me, what did you see."

Well, even at times like this now I subconsciously do what he asks me to do.

I moved my body slightly forward, getting closer to the gap in the white cloth.I could see the monkey next to me that had scared me staring at me too, and Sherlock's hand didn't even leave my body.

My temples are throbbing, I have turned off the phone, in the dark laboratory, I can't actually see anything, but the strange sound mixed with Sherlock's shallow breathing reconnects my eardrums, making My head almost stopped spinning.

Finally, suddenly, two blood-red lights flashed in the dark laboratory. I looked at them, and I saw those eyes staring at me closely. Then, it moved slowly, It seemed to win, and I also saw his body, a greenish-glowing hound, so huge that one of his claws could completely grab my face and tear me apart.

At this moment, I suddenly understood the situation of Sherlock yesterday. When this kind of stuff that can only be seen in movies really came to my eyes, its vivid appearance subverted my previous perception.This kind of strange stimulation will make people do some things that go against common sense, just like Sherlock told me about friends yesterday, and I just jumped back and knocked Sherlock down.

"You saw it." Sherlock didn't panic, but looked at me calmly.

I could feel his arms around my waist, and then he lifted his upper body, and the tip of his nose even touched my chin.This man has beautiful eyes, is quiet and cold, but at this moment, he has emotions that I don't know.

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Sherlock has an extremely beautiful bass, even if he doesn't intend to, he can express this voice to the fullest.I looked at him and shook my head, feeling my lips quiver.

Sherlock seemed impatient; he didn't like my silence.

Then, Sherlock touched me lightly, and with his lips, imprinted on mine.

It was a kiss that I totally didn't expect, light, simple, not even romantic at all.In this dark lab, we locked ourselves in cages, and a huge, glowing hound peered out.And Sherlock, under such circumstances, gave me a kiss, although it was very shallow.

Our first kiss.

I stared at him with wide eyes, and Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly at me, my shadow reflected in the blue-green pupils.He let go of me, in fact, our lips weren't even wet at all, a light touch wouldn't do anything at all.But, I know, my heart is beating so fast, so fast, that it has overwhelmed the hounds outside, and now I can only hear my heart beating.

"Kissing may lead to bacterial exchange, but it feels good."

Sherlock's words made me a little stunned, obviously my stunned expression made him understand that he said the wrong thing again.

"I'm sorry." Sherlock apologized again, his voice low.

In fact, I couldn't listen to what he said, and my throat was so dry that I couldn't say anything.I could only stare at him blankly, while Sherlock looked back indifferently.

What prevented us was the sudden turn on of the lights. This sudden change made me quickly get away from Sherlock, and then ran out of the cage.

Although I don't have a gun, I can see those sophisticated but weighty instruments here, which are enough for me to fight with beasts.I looked around, but I couldn't see any traces of hounds at all. The lights here are too bright. As long as any hound is not mutated enough to be invisible, I'm sure I can see him.

"A hound, Sherlock, a huge hound!" The light gave me the courage to speak, so I almost growled and said this sentence, and used my voice to cover up my frenzied heartbeat.

Sherlock stared at me, then said, "You saw a hound?"

"Yeah." I nodded, breathing heavily.

"Huge, ferocious, with red eyes and glowing all over?"

I then nodded, yes, that's what I saw.

But Sherlock pursed his lips and looked aside: "What you saw was not a hound, John, I made up the last one that glowed all over the body. We were drugged, unconsciously, and the fact Proof that we were all lied to."

This sentence made me a little stunned, I opened my mouth slightly but didn't know what I wanted to ask.

The next moment, Sherlock, who was standing in front of me, bent slightly and pressed a kiss on my mouth again.

At this moment, I'm sure, Sherlock likes to kiss, and his expression is as happy as Mir's when he drank bone soup for the first time.

"What are you doing?" When my lips parted, I stared at him.

Sherlock still had a cold and proud expression: "You said that you can only kiss you when I want to. Now, I want to kiss you, so I kiss you."

The author has something to say: Let’s get fat in this chapter~ It’s fat, isn’t it~

Praise me, praise me~

The picture in the tavern=v=The emphasis is on the series of "hug me hug me hug me hug me"~

#Yesterday's Twitter finishing#

JW: I had a cup of coffee and I was pulled into Baskerville.Sherlock's first apology felt good =v=

-Comment:

-Harry: Oh poor brother, are you satisfied with just one apology? !Shouldn't you be satisfied after OOXX~~

-GL: You forgive him too easily doc...

-GL: I believe you will have a second and third time in the future [The Wayward Sherlock Holmes]

-Irene: Oh good doctor, did the detective make you a good coffee?

-Anderson: What! Are you kidding me?The three-year-old freak with EQ?Apologize?God, doctor, how did you put these two words that are completely impossible to match together!

-the improbable one: Dearboy, Daddyishappytoseeyoudance! XXX

-anonymous: hey!Historic moment!Our great sherlock apologizes!I want to take a screenshot!

-JW: Who the hell are you? nymous

-SH: Donovan is mopping your floors again, obviously.

-anonymous: guess what 2333333333

-Donovan: Shutup!I've already told everyone~~ Come back and wait for Grayson's gossip!

-Anthea: Ma'am, the boss just asked me to take three days off for you.

-GL: So good doctor you forgive him really too easily.But we really couldn't ask for more from [Sherlock Holmes].Another: I told you not to call me the lady boss (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

-MH: Anthea, deduct one month bonus.

-Anthea: Boss, I have booked the five-star couple presidential private room. All the "appliances" are ready and ready to move in at any time.

-MH: You saved your winnings

-Strive to become a top student: Mr. Kong, the younger brother who is in the last position of the British government, your younger brother is just a high-ranking rebel, he can't take care of himself! !Ling, do you have to prepare for this kind of thing for your brother? ?Sure enough, the younger brother didn't explain it in the late stage! ! !

[Here is the author who is already rolling around on his pillow with a smile on his face, please ignore me meow~]

For the Twitter mini-game, generally you only need to click on the latest chapter and read the book reviews~ You can read the comments on the claw machine, and you can find the topic building on the catalog page, or you can see it in the comments under the latest chapter. ~

*The picture comes from the Internet