[sherlock] Sherlock's Ome

Sherlock closed his mouth after being punched in the face by Shelley. Although the punch was not too heavy, it still hurt his cheeks, and he couldn't help squinting at Shelley in aggrieved manner.

Shelley ignored him, and smiled at the stunned crowd with a smile: "It's been a long time since I beat him up, it's so cool."

Mycroft sneered openly, while Lestrade and John turned their faces away and laughed silently. Mrs. Hudson exclaimed and ran over to check on Sherlock's injuries. Molly opened her mouth, struggled for a while, and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you."

Shelley waved his hand: "Don't take his word for it, this man's mouth just needs a beating, next time he does this again, you just beat him up."

Sherlock's cell phone rang again, everyone was startled by the loud fart sound, John glanced at Shelley, and said coolly from the side: "Seven."

"what?"

"As far as I know, that person has sent 57 text messages."

Sherlock walked towards the fireplace full of presents with his mobile phone, and said casually, "So you've been counting."

He took a small gift box with big red wrapping paper from the fireplace, turned around and walked into the bedroom, with a very ugly expression on his face, John couldn't help but chase after him and asked, "Sherlock, what happened?"

Shelley waved at him and followed into the bedroom. Sherlock ignored her, put down the phone and untied the rope on the gift box, and inside was a lady's phone.Who would give Sherlock a lady's mobile phone as a gift?

Sherlock carefully observed the phone, checked it back and forth, then opened the door and called Mycroft over: "I think you guys have to go find Ireneadler tonight."

Mycroft said in surprise, "We've got her under control, and this matter has nothing to do with you."

"No, I mean, you have to find her body."

Shelley was sitting quietly at the side. Hearing what he said, he opened his mouth in surprise.Although she didn't have a good impression of Irene Adler, she still remembered her beauty and arrogant and confident attitude. Such a woman, is she dead?

She hesitated and asked, "Sherlock, are you okay?"

Sherlock didn't speak, just playing with the female phone, wondering what he was thinking.After a few minutes, mycroft's hand replied, and they found the body of ireneadler.

Ireneadler's body was quickly taken to the mortuary at Butts Hospital, but her face was completely disfigured and beyond recognition. The way Sherlock recognized the corpse was also very strange. He took off the white cloth covering the corpse, glanced at the naked corpse's body, and nodded: "That's her."

Shelley really wanted to ask him what happened to this ireneadler, why he knew it was an ireneadler just by looking at his body, but she took a look at Sherlock's ugly face and endured it.

"She has one thing, she said she will rely on it for the rest of her life, but now she is giving it up."

Shelley thought for a while and asked: "You mean that cell phone? Why did she give you the cell phone before she died? She fell in love with you? Are you sure that the corpse is Ireneadler? I often read TV novels where the protagonist fakes his death and uses it A similar corpse with its face mutilated to pass itself off."

Sherlock paused suddenly, and asked eagerly: "Mycroft, is Ireneadler's house still under your surveillance? Send someone to bring her comb and test whether the DNA matches."

Shelley couldn't help it, and asked: "Sheley, what is your relationship with this ireneadler? I remember you only met once, why do you care so much about her?"

Sherlock pursed his lips, but did not answer. Shelley waited for a few seconds, seeing that he refused to answer, feeling sore and swollen, turned around and left Butts Hospital.When I walked out of the hospital gate, I looked at the white street, my mind was at a loss, and the wound on my chest that had almost healed seemed to be frozen again by the cold air.

She took a deep breath, the cold air cheered her up a bit, she didn't call for a car, and walked slowly along the street, reaching out her hands from time to time to grab a handful of snow on the fire pole by the roadside and knead it.

London was very quiet on Christmas Eve, and even the gangsters and the like on the street had gone home for the holidays, so she couldn't find someone to fight and vent her anger.If you want to find someone to come out to have fun, today is the holiday, and she can't call her friends.She looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and suddenly felt that she was still a bit of a literary youth, and she even had the urge to write poetry when she stood outside to watch the snowflakes dance during the festival.

Shelley spent Christmas Eve in the melodious sound of the violin, but this time the sound of the violin seemed to be a little unsatisfactory, intermittent, and the tune had never been heard before. Is that woman so important to him?It is such a sad song that I need to compose a new song to express my feelings.

She went downstairs to buy some breakfast. She wasn't in the mood to cook today, let alone prepare breakfast for that bastard in 221b. He wouldn't be hungry anyway.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw John staring at a beautiful woman in black getting into a black car. She didn't understand cars and didn't know what brand it was, but she knew it wasn't Mycroft's car, and she had never seen that woman before.When I went downstairs, I forgot to bring my mobile phone. Fortunately, I still had some money in my pocket. Shelley looked around, reached out and stopped a taxi to follow.

It was obvious that someone pretended to be Mycroft to pick up John, there must be some conspiracy, John might be in danger.

When the beauty in black was talking to the phone, "...he really thinks you are mycroft...", when she looked up, she saw a girl standing in front of her. She shot, covered her mouth with one hand, and held her arm with the other. For some reason, she flew out suddenly, fell hard to the ground, and passed out.

When Shelley sneaked over, he heard Ireneadler say: "I sent him something, and I have to ask him to get it back."

She immediately felt angry, this woman really didn't die, her fake death made Sherlock so sad, and now she wants to get the phone back, she is shameless.

She wanted to rush out and scold the woman severely, but a big hand held her shoulder. Shelley was taken aback, and was even more surprised when he smelled a familiar smell.But she quickly realized that Sherlock must have seen her and John get into the car one after the other when he was playing the violin in front of the window, so he followed.

John was complaining that Ireneadler shouldn't play dead to make Sherlock sad, and asked her to tell Sherlock, and said a lot of words to blame her. The meaning behind the words was that she seduced Sherlock. It seems that although John is usually very patient with women He is very gentlemanly, but he doesn't have a good impression of Irene Adler, he looks closely at Sherlock like a child, for fear that he will be taught badly, and he is also afraid that he will be hurt.

Shelley was both moved and funny. I have to say that although John is a very loyal friend, he doesn't know Sherlock well enough.But even though John said that, how did she ever really understand it?At least for now she didn't understand what Sherlock was thinking.

When Ireneadler held up her mobile phone and told John that she had sent a text message to Sherlock, neither Shelley nor Sherlock could respond, and Sherlock's mobile phone made a loud farting sound, and everyone was stunned.

John asked in a daze, "It's not what I thought, is it?"

Ireneadler was stunned for a moment, angry and anxious: "How can you ask a lady such a question? And it's definitely not me."

Sherlock pulled Shelley and was about to leave, but was stunned when he heard this. Shelley suddenly turned around and changed the ringtone set by ireneadler by himself. At that time, because he was out of breath, he set such a spoof sound, looked at Sherlock with a guilty conscience, and lowered his head.

John didn't react for a while, and asked: "Didn't you send a text message to Sherlock?" He raised his voice, "Sherlock, is that you?"

Sherlock didn't answer, he pulled Shelley and left the building quickly, with a slight smile on his face, extremely gentle.

Shelley always couldn't help being happy when she saw Sherlock laughing, but this time he just felt that the anger accumulated in his chest was getting higher and higher, as if it had been fermented.So happy to see ireneadler not dead?But I don't know why, but the anger I had since last night couldn't be vented. If Sherlock had made her angry in the past, she would have punched her right away.This time, he felt faintly that if he really got angry because of this, he would be humiliated.

But soon she had something to vent. They had just returned to Shell Street, and when Shelley was about to return to 222b, Sherlock's face became serious. Shelley followed his gaze, and the door of 221b was left with traces of violence.

Shelley's face changed, the three of them were not at home, only Mrs. Hudson was left, what would those thugs do to her?

She stepped into the house first, but there was no one in the place where Mrs. Hudson usually lives on the first floor. She and Sherlock exchanged glances. Sherlock motioned her to look at the marks on the side of the stairs. Nail scratches, they're upstairs.

In addition to Mrs. Hudson, there were three other men in black. The one in the middle was standing behind Mrs. Hudson, holding a gun to her head.

Sherlock's eyes are very sharp, and Shelley's eyesight is not bad. As soon as they entered the door, they found that Mrs. Hudson was injured. Her wrist, neck and right cheek were injured by them.

Shelley didn't speak, but turned and went downstairs.Soon, the two men in black were dismissed. Shelley took off his tunic coat and greeted them eagerly.

I really don't know how Sherlock fights every time he wears such a tight little suit and windbreaker.