[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

Seeing that Hypatia was still looking angrily, Sherlock walked past her and said in a low voice, "That night by the pool, her phone call eased Moriarty's murderous intent."

Hypatia understood, and looked at Irene Adler sympathetically, it turned out to be cannon fodder.

Under the two flames in the air and underground, those poor terrorists fell to the ground one after another, and soon all went to see Allah, and the mercenaries could naturally return to work.

After going back, after Hypatia and Sherlock paid the final payment, Sherlock said: "I booked a bed on the cruise ship, do you want to go now?"

"What cruise ship?"

"It's the one currently parked at the port of Karachi. As a retreat, I booked beds for six people. It seems that being famous is still useful. As soon as I reported my name, the little girl in the customer service immediately agreed. "

Hypatia said: "Sherlock, you are too thoughtful. I thought that if they dared to chase after them, we would hide in the US military base and kill as many as they came."

Sherlock said dryly: "It's very creative." According to the madness of those Jihad resistance forces, they really did it.By then, how long are we going to stay in this ghost place? !Of course, run away quickly.

Dr. Watson asked: "Why six?"

Sherlock glanced at him, but said nothing.

Hypatia said: "He just counted all the stakeholders."

Sherlock's stakeholders: Mycroft, Lestrade, me and Hypatia, plus himself and Irene Adler, exactly six, Dr. Watson said in surprise: "Sherlock, So you included Mycroft?!"

"Oh, shut up, John." Sherlock turned his face away.

Irene Adler didn't express any opinion, she kept a beautiful little transparent flower beside her, and occasionally looked at Sherlock with admiring eyes.

Under such an arrangement, everyone boarded the ship after picking up their luggage, only to find out that it was a luxury cruise ship. I don't know why they stayed in Karachi for two extra days, as if it was specially to wait for Sherlock and his party generally.

Dr. Watson was surprised by this, and Irene Adler, who had been pretending to be transparent, said flatly: "Oh, the captain just owes me a favor."

Hypatia and Sherlock think it's normal. If Irene Adler can't even keep such contacts, it's really useless, and before she ran out of the British border, she was strangled by her old friends died.

Hypatia and Irene Adler hated each other and went back to their rooms without saying a word.Watson felt that he was covered in sand, so he naturally went to find clothes to take a bath.

As soon as he came out of the shower, he immediately retracted. He saw Sherlock lying naked on his bed with nothing on. The bastard had a quilt anyway!He felt that his straight man's heart had been greatly challenged. In front of his eyes was Sherlock's white and tender body. Although he was thin, he was not sick and weak. His muscles were distinct, his skin was fine, his skin was like jade, and he was as fit as a sculpture. stature.

A true warrior dares to face challenges head-on. Dr. Watson is undoubtedly a warrior too. He resolutely went out and saw Sherlock's naked body, and then retracted. I seemed to see something I shouldn't see. The organs buried in the grass are not used for a long time, so they are only light red, which is somewhat similar to the skin color, huh?Wait, why is this little bastard's skin pink? !While thinking about this, he went out, moved to Sherlock, quickly covered the important part with a bath towel, and then bent down to see what was going on.As soon as his fingers touched Sherlock's skin, after feeling the obvious increase in body temperature, he understood that the little bastard had a fever, and because he was afraid of the heat, he lay here without wearing anything and fell asleep.

Since this is the case, then he can only sleep well.Dr. Watson helped Sherlock cover the quilt, and tested the temperature on his forehead with his hand. Fortunately, it wasn't very hot.Sherlock felt Dr. Watson's cool fingers in his sleep, and felt that the cold source was very familiar and attractive, so he grabbed it, pressed it on his forehead, and rubbed it again.

When Dr. Watson saw Sherlock's behavior, his heart moved, and he wanted to gently pull out his hand, but to no avail, he could only lie down on the bed in this position. After a while, Sherlock rolled into his arms wrapped in a quilt. Here comes.Dr. Watson looked sideways at the curly hair leaning on his shoulder, withdrew his hand, and then turned on the light to sleep.

A sick Sherlock will obviously not be the Lord of Peace either.He was so ill that he hugged Watson in the middle of the night and meowed like a starving cat, waking up Dr. Watson, and then he obediently rubbed against Watson's chest. , said vaguely: "John, I feel bad."

Dr. Watson couldn't laugh or cry, got up and poured him a glass of water, and then went to ask the waiter for antipyretics.Seeing the waiter looking at Sherlock rolling on his bed through the door with an ambiguous expression, Dr. Watson blushed, almost unable to hold on, and immediately closed the door to chase away people.Now, people will definitely talk nonsense!

After taking the medicine, Sherlock became more at ease, and fell asleep with the Watson brand special pillow.But Dr. Watson, who was hugged tightly by him, couldn't fall asleep. There must be something wrong. As a military doctor, he had seen enough men's naked bodies in Afghanistan. It's a gaffe, and shouldn't normal people express contempt when they see an exhibitionist lying on their bed and then drive them out?How can I be willing to be used as a pillow? !

Using Sherlock's deductive method, I can only draw two conclusions, one is that I was infected by Sherlock, and I am abnormal, and the other is that I am bent, and the person who is bent is claimed to be married to work Sherlock.The former is impossible, I am clearly a normal person!For the latter, there is a problem, how to pursue a high-functioning antisocial patient?And shouldn't I be firm in my pursuit of a good girl who is gentle and gracious, and then build a warm and loving family, and then one is responsible for making money to support the family, and the other is responsible for being beautiful and beautiful?Could it be that the two heroines, Irene Adler and Hypatia, put too much pressure on me? !Besides, is Sherlock's mental age over 18?I'm not a pedophile!

Dr. Watson struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't come to a useful conclusion, so he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Sherlock had already recovered, obediently sitting on the bed and drinking oatmeal cooked with milk.

In the afternoon, Hypatia swept away a full set of men's clothing from the inside to the outside from the mall, and handed it to Dr. Watson outside the door, saying, "Take it to him for a try, if it doesn't fit, I'll take it for another."

"Yes, Hypatia."

Then Hypatia threw his own brother to the almighty nanny John Watson, and he went to swim in the swimming pool attached to the cruise and bask in the sun.

Irene Adler also came to visit the sick Sherlock, just came in and took a look. As an experienced professional woman, she could easily discover the fact that Sherlock and Watson were living together.Then her face turned blue, and what hit her even harder was that she was sent away by the listless Sherlock before she could say anything.In fairy tales, it is so wonderful that the hero saves the beauty, but in reality, the hero who saves the beauty dies that night! !Cheating!Irene Adler has the urge to kill all the dogs and men in the world!Guys don't seem to be suitable for me, so I'd better find another girl.

God still loves Sherlock very much. Before Sherlock recovered and began to feel bored, but before he went to dismantle the ship, a case was sent to him.

After recovering from his illness, Sherlock, who couldn't wait to go out to breathe, wore a formal suit very rarely, and went to the restaurant for dinner with Dr. Watson and Hypatia.

Just after Sherlock finished appraising the duck carcasses and goat organ remains on the dining table, the captain came over.Seeing this, Hypatia looked around. Sherlock's shocking speech should not have disturbed the people next door, and then he was complained, right? !Even if they were complained, it wouldn't be their turn to let the captain come over, right? !

In fact, the captain bowed very respectfully, and said: "Which one is Mr. Sherlock Holmes?"

Sherlock raised the spoon in his hand and said, "I am."

"How do you do, Mr. Holmes? There was a robbery on board, and I took the liberty of interrupting you when I heard you were here.

"A case? Be more specific."

The captain looked at the unused dinner on the table and said, "I dare not interrupt your meal, I will come back later."

"Okay." Sherlock replied somewhat disinterestedly.