[Comprehensive British and American] Exchange bodies with Chaoying

However, he was very interested and didn't answer much, even if he answered in the most concise language, he didn't know why.

So Mo Sheng didn't ask anymore, she leaned against the window with her mouth pursed unhappily, away from Sherlock, she kept drawing circles on the window with her fingers, and even lowered her head to look down.

At this sight, she quickly shrank back in fright.Although she doesn't have acrophobia, her instinctive fear of heights still exists, and for some reason, whenever she looks down from a high place, the idea of ​​jumping will pop up in her head, which is very strong.

She is a good boy who is positive, sunny and optimistic. Why did she jump off the building?So it's weird.

But she has heard a saying that the brain thinks that it is dangerous to be in a high place, so you have to go to a low place as soon as possible.And what is the fastest way to get to the bottom?It is to jump, so people often have the idea of ​​a leap of faith.

The plane stopped at the original place, and Mo Sheng got off the plane.Then it was that cold young lady who drove her back.After Sherlock got off the plane, he just stood by the side, not planning to take any means of transportation, as if he was waiting for someone.

She didn't know what happened afterwards, anyway, it was the last day when she saw Sherlock and the others again, and she had been staying at home before.

Gamora will also teach Mo Sheng some physical skills. The physical skills she teaches are very different from what Mo Sheng has learned. They are the physical skills of aliens after all, but they are surprisingly easy to use—if you ignore If her strength doesn't cause much damage even if she hits someone, it's perfect.

"No, little girl, I have seen your physical fitness chart given by Dawn. Every value is very high. How could it have such an effect during training?" Gamora asked suspiciously, sitting on the sofa and leaning on her chin to think , "It stands to reason that the effect you can cause should be three times stronger than the current one."

Mo Sheng couldn't say why, to be honest, she didn't even know why she had such stats, but it was within her expectation that this little strength wouldn't cause much damage.

Ahhh, another thing worth looking into.

"I don't know." So she replied like this, "But I think it's quite normal. After all, according to the past me, I can cause these effects, and it won't be affected if there are too many."

Gamora nodded upon hearing this, but was still thinking about this question.

Data don't lie, so what went wrong?

She thought about it carefully, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Little girl, you try to believe that you are strong, that you can do a lot of damage."

Hearing Gamora say this, Mo Sheng also thought of some reasons, but she doesn't really believe it. It's strange that her strength changes according to her own wishes, okay?It's not as good as her strength.

But she tried it anyway, and the effect of this attempt was completely different from the last time. The pointer barely moved a little last time, but this time it turned directly to the bottom.

Mo Sheng stared at her fist in disbelief for a while, and then suddenly slammed it down on the tea table beside her. She slammed it very slowly because she was afraid that her hand would hurt, but she hinted at her own strength in her consciousness It's so big, it can smash a coffee table.

then--

The coffee table shattered.

Standing among the broken glass all over the floor, Mo Sheng was still in a trance.When can I do this myself?The size of the strength moves according to the mind?What is the upper limit?If she wanted to, could she punch through the earth?Is this an alternative version of the Hulk?

"Hmm..." Gamora was also surprised, it was just her guess, she didn't expect it to be true, and it went one step further.The little girl's strength is much greater than she expected, far beyond the numerical level.

The value is only a high value among ordinary people, but whose ordinary person can break glass with bare hands?Especially when it's tempered glass, especially when it's visible to the naked eye without much effort.

"Clean up these glass shards first, and then we will continue teaching." Gamora said after looking at the ground, "It seems that the strength is enough, but the skills are still lacking, and the skills need to be strengthened."

Mo Sheng was still confused, she tidied up the glass shards in a daze, packed them and put them next to the trash can, and she didn't regain her senses until she was done.

She had changed differently, she realized, or had changed very early on.

Some weird thoughts appeared in my mind all at once, but they didn't leave many traces. They came and disappeared quickly, as if they were just going through the motions, indicating that they never disappeared.

But there were not many traces left, which means that it still left some traces.

Mo Sheng shook his head violently, trying to clear those weird thoughts from his mind.

She walked back to Gamora and said in a crisp voice, "Gamora, let's continue training."

Gamora didn't know what Mo Sheng was thinking, and Dawn didn't know what Mo Sheng was thinking, only she knew, or she didn't know either.

The human heart is the hardest thing to fathom.

Gamora is teaching physical skills as usual, and Mo Sheng is also studying as usual. She studies very seriously and hopes to learn as much as possible and master as much as possible.

Because she always felt that one day she would use these things.

She didn't hope that at that point she would regret it.

On the last day, Mo Sheng met Sherlock and the others at Sherlock's hut, 221B Baker Street.

In fact, it’s nothing to see, but she thinks that since she is going to leave, it’s better to meet the ‘main characters’. After all, it will be at least three years for them to meet next time, and she needs it too. certain time.

"Mr. Watson, hello." When Mo Sheng and Gamora walked towards 221B, they happened to meet Watson and Mary, so she greeted them, "Ms. Mary, hello."

They all nodded, and Mary hugged Rosa. She gently teased her daughter and said, "She still remembers you."

"Huh? She still knows me?" Mo Sheng was a little surprised when she saw Rosa shaking her arm. It stands to reason that a child of this age does not recognize people, so it is really surprising that he can remember people.

She walked up to Mary and looked at Rosa who was looking around with her big blue eyes open. The little guy seemed to have noticed her looking at her and smiled sweetly. what.

Mo Sheng couldn't help covering his chest, screaming crazily in his heart.When a child shows a sweet smile to you, really, you will feel that your heart is about to melt, and you can only shout awsl in your heart.

She likes children more and more.They are pure and kind, they are full of curiosity about the world, they are full of hope, and they are symbols of life.

"She's so cute." Mo Sheng looked at Mary and said with a gentle smile, "Rosa is a little angel."

After standing at the door and exchanging a few warm words, Watson knocked on the door of 221B.

It was Mrs. Hudson who opened the door, and when she saw someone coming, she couldn't help but exclaimed happily: "Oh, my God, you are finally here, Sherlock has been talking about it for a long time, since morning."

"Mrs. Hudson, please note that I am not upstairs." Sherlock's voice came, he was standing in the shadow of the stairs, watching them from top to bottom, his expression was covered by the shadow, "According to statistics , the chance of being found out when speaking ill of people behind their backs is more than half."

"All right all right," said Mrs. Hudson resignedly.She was used to Sherlock like this, he was always good at using some strange data she couldn't understand to make her speechless.

"You stood at the door and talked for about 3 minutes. I really don't understand why you have to meet by chance after you haven't seen each other for a long time." Sherlock said after looking at his watch, his tone was unclear, and he seemed a little angry , "This little girl lives opposite this house, is it a strange thing to meet?"

"Sherlock, are you angry?" Watson asked kindly.After working together for such a long time, he was so familiar with his good friend that he couldn't be more familiar with it. This was a sign of anger, but Sherlock would not admit it.

"Angry? How could I be angry?" Sherlock asked back, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but if you look carefully, you can find the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He glanced at his watch again and said to Watson, "Let's go upstairs and talk about it later."

Watson turned his head helplessly and smiled at the others. Both Mary and Mo Sheng showed understanding expressions. Mrs. Hudson made a gesture of spreading her hands, and then returned to her room.

Several people went upstairs together, the upstairs room was unexpectedly clean and tidy, Mo Sheng looked suspiciously at Sherlock.

She feels that this is just packed, is it because they are coming?He actually cleaned up the room in advance for this?This is not his style.

But Sherlock didn't say anything about it, he just ruffled the girl's hair.

The girl knocked Sherlock's hand away angrily, and puffed up her mouth. She didn't like being rubbed on the head very much, as if she was a child who didn't grow up.And she wasn't just annoyed, there was also an element of surprise in it.

Rubbing hair?Big brother, are you ruined?Is this really something you would do?And he still rubbed my hair with that inexplicable expression, which made me wonder if it was a fraud.Oh no, it's definitely a scam.

After Sherlock put down his hand, Mo Sheng stretched out his hand to rub her hair, she thought it felt good, no wonder everyone she saw loved to rub her head.

But that's not the reason to rub your hair. Don't you know if it's easy to grow taller if your head is touched?She still wants to grow to 1.7 meters!

The content of the conversation here is nothing more than that, and most of them have been talked about before. Mo Sheng is inevitably a little bit timid when he sees Sherlock, and the feeling of being seen through always makes people feel uncomfortable.

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