[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

After Sherlock and the lady reached an agreed goal, they came out.Downstairs, the best man's speech has already begun.Sherlock said, "John, can we sneak away now?"

"No, that's too rude. We should sit down and listen to the speech, at least until evening."

"Boring, I'm here just for the case."

"Please cooperate a little bit, Sherlock." Dr. Watson said.

"Okay." Sherlock squeezed out a sincere smirk, and sat next to Dr. Watson.

"Eat something, if you're really that bored."

Sherlock looked at the people at the table, and silently ate a sandwich. After eating one, he began to comment on the people present with Dr. Watson.Dr. Watson suddenly felt that his cohabitant was suitable not only as a consulting detective, but also as a gossip reporter. As long as he had a look, all the secrets could be hidden.

Just when Sherlock finished talking about who slept with who yesterday, and who and who were about to go to bed, a girl who passed behind Sherlock accidentally sprained her ankle, and then poured half a glass of red wine on Sherlock. From the collar, it flows down the back.Of course, the girl was not spared, and half a glass of red wine was spilled on the girl's chest.

Sherlock stood up immediately, looking behind him vigilantly.The same is true of Dr. Watson, but he turned his head silently when he saw the girl. The girl's chest was wet, which was really unsightly.

The girl said repeatedly with some embarrassment: "I'm so sorry, sir, you can take off your shirt and give it to me, and I can wash and iron it for you and return it to you."

What?Sherlock gestured to Watson with his eyes, this sounded a little strange.

Watson covered his mouth and smiled, ahaha, someone has taken a fancy to Sherlock, and that idiot is still unconscious.

The girl continued to ask, "Sir?"

Sherlock's sometimes ineffective EQ finally played a role. He said in a rare gentlemanly way: "No need, miss, it's nothing. I can go back and deal with it myself. Instead, it's you, ma'am."

The girl seemed to have just reacted, put her hands on her chest, and said, "Thank you, sir. But there are washing machines and dryers in the hotel, sir, we can dry the clothes quickly. Want to come, sir ? I know where."

Sherlock glanced at her. The dress was a famous brand, but it was a style released last year. The high heels were a brand often worn by the middle class. There were typical spoon-shaped fingertips on her fingers. She was a secretary who had cats, but I don't have a dog, so I made cookies and delivered them today. From the butter and flour inside her nails, it can be seen that she is the bridesmaid of the bride, so she should have a good relationship with the bride.He said, "Oh, you're a secretary?"

"Yes, did you hear that from Mary? I'm the secretary of Boss Appledo." She said with some surprise.

No, she didn't mention the bride in such an intimate tone, so why did the bride invite this bridesmaid?Too strange.Was the bride also coerced?So Miss Agatha, will she still be safe?He said: "I think, I really should go and iron the clothes." Then he glanced at Dr. Watson, and went to see Miss Agatha. Dr. Watson nodded with a heartbeat.

The girl laughed all of a sudden and said, "Yes, come with me."

After reaching the second floor, Sherlock took off his clothes one by one, and finally handed her the shirt and said, "Thank you, miss, I don't seem to know your name yet."

The girl who was taking off the skirt struggled to get out of the skirt, rolled the silk dress into a roll, threw it into the washing machine together with the Sherlock shirt, and said, "Janet, sir, my name is Janet."

"I am Sherlock Holmes."

"I know, sir. I know. I've heard about you on the Internet. You're a great detective." Miss Janet smiled slyly.

"Oh." Sherlock said, pulled out a quilt from the laundry basket next to him, and wanted to hand it to Miss Janet, but Miss Janet refused with a smile. She picked up Sherlock's coat and put it on. And said slyly: "I don't think you mind, sir."

"No, you can do whatever you want," Sherlock said, wrapping himself in the sheet.Then the two began to watch the washing machine spin in silence again.

When the washing machine stopped, Janet went to the washing machine first, bent down to pick up the clothes, and she could just see her thighs from Sherlock's angle.Seeing this, Sherlock could only silently look out the window, it's too low-level, who asked her to come? !

When Miss Janet handed back the shirt, she said, "Sir, you have a really nice figure. Your muscles are very sexy."

"Thank you for the compliment. It's time for you to dress up too," he said, quickly put on his shirt and buttoned it up.

Ms. Janet took off her coat, turned her back to Sherlock and began to put on a skirt. After putting it on, she sighed and said, "Sir, would you mind zipping me up? I think I'm going to lose weight again."

"Of course you can. But I don't think you need to lose weight, your figure is very moderate." Sherlock said, stepping forward, his slender fingers brushed her soft and velvety skin, and the body under the fingers trembled slightly.

She leaned back slightly and said, "So sir, does this appeal to you?"

"Obviously enough." Sherlock quickly zipped her up and said, "We should get down."

She looked at his running back with a half-smile, and said, "Don't worry, Dr. Watson won't be jealous in such a short time just now."

After meeting with Dr. Watson, he asked, "How's it going?"

Dr. Watson said: "When I went to that room again, Miss Agatha was no longer there. I asked Mary, and she said that Agatha had left first."

"Really? God bless. Oh, no, I should go and talk to Lestrade. Tell him to keep an eye on Miss Agatha." Sherlock said, and sent a text message to Lestrade.

"Oh." Dr. Watson said after a while, "Sherlock?"

"what happened?"

"How did you get along with that lady just now?"

"Her name is Janet, John."

"It's rare that you remember her name. How did you get along?"

"Very well, John, very well. If only she could get to know me a little better."

"What do you mean?" asked Dr. Watson.

"Her boss obviously already knew I was dealing with him. If he had investigated, he would know what kind of person I am. At least he knew how to play my favor."

"What do you mean, the girl's overture just now was also because of this."

"Of course, otherwise what do you think?"

"Nothing." After licking his tongue, Watson said, "Well, I thought..."

"You're not really jealous, are you?" Sherlock said, looking at him.

"No, I'm just surprised. But how do you think the other party should like you?"

"Maybe it's cocaine, or morphine?" Sherlock thought for a moment, then said.

"Don't even think about it!" Dr. Watson said firmly.

Sherlock flattened his mouth a little aggrieved, it's really annoying, in fact, I also like LSD very much, but he thought about it, but still didn't say it.

Dr. Watson saw the girl reappearing from a distance, and couldn't help asking, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Just count."

"Ok?"

"Don't worry, there will be no more in-depth communication. At most it will be kissing." Sherlock said cautiously.

"That's very good, very good," said Watson. "You used to handle cases like this?"

"Yes?"

"Very good." Dr. Watson nodded and drank the wine in the glass. I want to control my urge to beat someone. Sherlock's motive is absolutely very pure, control, control, control...

At this time, Hypatia went to the lounge of Mycroft's Diogenes Club and said, "Brother, I want to see the latest analysis of the international situation, especially the situation of terrorists and underground forces." Variety."

Mycroft looked up at her, and said, "In principle, I shouldn't have shown you."

"Yes, it's embarrassing for you."

"Come on, it's not the first time I've made an exception for you."

"Thank you, brother," said Hypatia.

After reading the documents one by one, Hypatia can clearly see that the underground forces in South America and Eastern Europe have undergone a major reshuffle. Eastern Europe, which was previously cleared by Sherlock like a plow, was soon hardened. The invasion of domineering forces.And the brains of this force live happily in London, relying on the power of the British government to deter those who want to play human bombs and kill them. Maybe they will think that this is a semi-official behavior of the United Kingdom.

"Perhaps you'd be happier if you hadn't seen it," said Mycroft.

"Of course not." Hypatia said with a smile: "These are the foundations of our relationship. But, to be honest, brother, didn't you charge him some interest?"

"what do you mean?"

"Since he has borrowed the influence of Britain, we should of course charge some interest. This is business."

Mycroft thought silently, this damn Moriarty must have taught my sister badly, my sister was obviously not such a philistine before!But it's a great idea and I like it.He said, "Well, then you can talk to him."

"Okay!" Hypatia promised with high spirits: "I will fight again and again!"

"It's an exercise too. You'll use it in the Foreign Office," said Mycroft. "Now let's talk about optimal goals, and basic goals."