[Comprehensive English and American] The Queen is Coming

Aisha has seen many geniuses, but no one is more amazing than Sherlock. To put it a little bit horrifying, it's like a layer of skin has been peeled off.

I saw him turn off the hair dryer, look over with light eyes, but his deep voice spoke very fast: "You are from a noble family, and your speech has an outdated sense of the times, but you are not gloomy, which shows that your real age is indeed Like your appearance, but I still have doubts about the era you were born in; the wizards who hunted you down last night were Death Eaters, but there was no fear in your eyes except anxiety, and you knew they would dare not hurt you, it seems that you and Voldemort Very close." He deliberately put the emphasis on the word very close.

Aisha interrupted hastily: "That's probably because I rely on my own ability."

"Of course not! There weren't many Death Eaters around the back alley last night. If you wanted to solve it, you wouldn't ask me for help, which means you don't want to reveal where you are." After explaining the reason, Sherlock regained control of the rhythm , said: "Speaking of your superpowers, you chose to use an ice pick instead of a wand when you threatened me last night, which means you are not a wizard. But if you are a mutant, you are too involved in the magic world. It only shows your energy The system mostly doesn't belong to either."

After he finished speaking, Aisha clapped her hands and looked at him in disbelief: "Mr. Holmes, at this moment you are the sexiest man in the world."

After all, wisdom is the most popular sexy nowadays.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows noncommittally, quite satisfied with her performance.

In this way, Aisha lived in 221B Baker Street and occupied Sherlock's room.Watson very generously gave up his room to Sherlock, and moved to the attic himself.

According to what he said, a woman was finally living in his lonely roommate's room, so how could he not give him more space to cultivate his relationship.

Gaunt Castle.

Riddle looked out of the dark window expressionlessly, and the sky was dotted with stars like broken diamonds. He seemed to be thinking of something, his black eyes were rolling like dark clouds, undulating, and finally calmed down, like a windless sea.

Malfoy and Snape stood behind him, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.Especially Snape, his already pale face had no blood at all, and his face was sickly, as if he had suffered a major trauma.

The Death Eaters had been searching London for three days and three nights, but there was still no result. She was like a drop of water falling into the sea, and she disappeared completely.

Riddle had changed from initial anger to worry. Snape said that she had been wounded by "moonlight like water". The wound caused by this knife cannot be cured by potion, and the healing time is twice as slow as that of ordinary knife wounds.

Aisha didn't know if she suffered...

After thinking for a long time, Riddle made a decision: "Let them all withdraw."

"Yes." Malfoy looked up at him in surprise: "That old fellow Dumbledore has been making small moves recently, and several of our secret locations have been attacked. He seems to know that these places are weakly defended."

At the end, Malfoy's voice became smaller and smaller, his words undoubtedly showed that he thought the mole was the lady.He is completely gambling. Bellatrix's betrayal has put the Malfoy family in a dilemma. The best way for him to eliminate this influence is of course to turn the white moonlight in Voldemort's heart into white on the wall. rice grains.

Riddle's icy eyes pierced over immediately, Malfoy shuddered, and immediately lowered his head, his back was already soaked in sweat.

"Malfoy, do you think I can't see your thoughts?" Riddle tapped the table lightly, the low voice made Malfoy's legs go limp, he knelt down, prostrated himself on the ground, and begged for mercy: "My lord... ...I dare not."

In the huge study room, the sound of the hands of the standing clock getting louder and louder in Malfoy's ears, like a reminder.Finally, when he heard the voice of "Don't be an example", he seemed to have survived, and he didn't dare to have other thoughts at all.

"Snape stay here."

Snape didn't dare to look up, the alarm bells rang in his mind, he had already been severely punished, his injuries were still not healed, and a thick layer of cold sweat broke out on his back for a while.

"Sir, is something wrong?"

Riddle snorted coldly, his eyes seemed to see through him, and said, "Do you really think I don't know?"

Dumbledore's double agent!

Snape lowered his head even lower, not daring to admit it, but his heart skipped a beat.He is a master of Occlumency, and he has been lurking among the Death Eaters for a long time without being discovered, how did he know?

"You took this life back because she wanted to save you, otherwise you would have thought you were still alive!" Riddle stared at him, as if looking at a dead person: "Lily Potter." He Spit out a name.

Snape immediately raised his head, his eyes inevitably revealed a trace of emotion: "Please spare her life."

"That depends on how you choose."

Snape knelt on the thick carpet, obviously not cold, but felt a biting coldness penetrated from his legs to his heart.He was not a weak-willed man, but there was a sudden sense of panic about the uncertainty of fate.

The light shone brightly on his face, and he finally nodded.

Dumbledore wouldn't hurt Lily, but Voldemort couldn't guarantee that.

Under the nourishment of the enthusiastic landlord Mrs. Hudson, Aisha's injury gradually recovered, and now she can go to the living room by herself.

Mrs. Hudson has recently become obsessed with Chinese-style soup. Today at noon, there is an old duck soup with dried bamboo shoots. The soup is mellow, and the dried bamboo shoots full of duck soup are especially crisp.Aisha was sitting on the dining table at this time, Sherlock's pile of chemical instruments had been pushed aside by her, and in front of her was a laptop and a bowl full of duck soup.

She was sipping duck soup while browsing the clothes on the clothing website. Women can't restrain their desire to shop.Some time ago, she didn't have the energy to toss about, and all she changed and washed were Sherlock's shirts, T-shirts and nightgowns. Although Sherlock didn't express any dissatisfaction, according to her observation, he was somewhat of a clean freak.So as an apology, she already has a dozen men's clothes in her shopping cart.

Sherlock has an excellent figure, looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed, he is a natural hanger.Aisha couldn't control her hands anymore, so she quickly jumped to the page to women's clothing.

"You are back." She heard footsteps, and turned her head: "Mrs. Hudson made duck soup, which is still hot on the stove."

"We're just hungry." Watson said happily, "Aisha, we've been blessed by you recently."

Aisha smiled and did not refuse, jokingly said: "My honor."

Seeing Sherlock's expression of displeasure, she was slumped on Le Corbusier's sofa like a big cat, and quietly asked Watson, "You didn't gain anything?"

As the only consulting detective in the world, Sherlock naturally comes to him with cases.And Scotland Yard is the biggest customer, anyway, you need to ask him for help in unsolved cases, although most of the cases in Scotland Yard can't be solved.

This time the Countess of Moka lost a valuable sapphire in the World Hotel, and the reward price on the market has reached as high as 1000 million pounds.Scotland Yard is under tremendous pressure to solve the case. Anyway, they are used to being ridiculed by Sherlock as a goldfish farm, and they still asked Sherlock for help this time.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Hudson bought a big fat goose for her body, but took out a bright and beautiful sapphire from the belly of the goose.After testing, it was indeed the one lost by Countess Moka.

The sapphire was found, but the reason why it appeared in the belly of the goose has not been found yet, and Sherlock is obviously more interested in it.They went out this morning to investigate why.

Watson is no stranger to Sherlock's dead appearance. Sherlock's smart brain is like a high-speed gear that can't stop for a moment. It's not that ordinary people like him who don't think at all and are content with being ordinary can understand. of!

Of course he remembered what Sherlock had said mocking him!

But I still have to save face for him.

Watson hastily finished the soup in the porcelain bowl, and explained: "The case has been solved. The criminals and the hotel staff worked together to steal the sapphire and hide it in the belly of the goose to avoid inspection."

"As for his appearance." Watson pointed at Sherlock: "He is bored."

He still had to go to work in the clinic in the afternoon, and it was almost time to leave. He reminded Aisha: "He will have some aggressive behavior when he is bored, you should bear it more."

Aisha was still thinking about what kind of extreme behavior Sherlock would have, and he quickly gave the answer.

Standing behind her, Sherlock shook his head at the laptop screen: "Women are always gifted at wasting time."

Aisha turned her head and kept a kind smile: "Mr. Holmes, as a member of women, I must emphasize to you that just because women are particularly talented in 'wasting time', the world will be more warm and colorful , instead of only cold monotonous colors." She glanced at Sherlock's blue shirt and black suit meaningfully.

He suddenly showed the standard eight teeth, and smiled hypocritically: "I forgot, self-deception is also a female talent."

Aisha couldn't keep smiling anymore, she picked up an iron spoon and used super power to make it brittle, then broke it in front of him, and gave him a warning look: "Mr Holmes, don't cry like a child who can't find a toy, too Disgusting."

In the first game, Aisha suppressed with force and won!

As a patient recovering from injuries, Aisha needs a lot of sleep time to allow her body to recover.Naps have officially become part of her routine.

bang bang bang-

The gunshots that cannot be ignored tortured Aisha's ears. She lay on the bed and pulled out the pillow to cover her ears. She was so irritable that she seemed to kill someone!

As for why he didn't think he was attacked, there was a big cat with a very high force value lying in the living room, could it be a dead person!

Apart from the fact that the noise was made by himself, there was no other possibility at all.

The author has something to say: The brat Sherlock!