Baker Street Survival [Comprehensive]

After Watson kicked the door open, he wanted to laugh when he saw the scene inside, but he held back, otherwise he would be remembered by the narrow-minded Sherlock, and he would be punished in the future.

However, McCoff didn't have this concern, and just laughed out loud. He estimated that he could laugh at this stalk for a year.

The two people who kicked the door saw that Sherlock's shirt had been unbuttoned, his trousers were still in good condition, and he was standing beside the bed with a whip.It's just that the makeup on the face is as beautiful as a flower, and there are a few braids on the top of the head, plus the tall and burly figure, it is really eye-catching.

And lying on the ground is a very sexy woman, but this outfit... It looks a little weird, but the hot eyes between Sherlock and Sherlock are actually a bit harmonious.

"Oh, Sherlock, it seems that what Miss Olivia said is right, you really had a good time. It turns out that you still have such a hobby, maybe next time I can send some people with other styles over Try it, oh, I can tell Mommy not to worry about you." Mycroft teased.

Watson looked at the makeup on his roommate's hot eyes, and he knew it was Olivia's style.I want to laugh so much, but I have to hold back!

"Sherlock, we bothered you, but Olivia is gone. Well, just to tell you, what are you...?" Watson asked innocently, pretending that he didn't know anything.

Sherlock dropped the whip that he had just received, and seeing the two of them holding back their laughter, their faces darkened, and with a cold snort, he turned and went to the sink to wash off the pile of chemicals on his face.

The three returned to the living room, and Sherlock sat on the sofa with a sullen face after cleaning up.

"She's gone? She ran quite fast..." Sherlock said in a bad tone.

McCoff feels that today is really a good day. He has harvested materials and watched a big show.

"Yeah, your place was more active when Miss Olivia was here. It's a pity that you won't be able to see these things in the future... But Sherlock, when will you be tied up with an ordinary rope? It doesn't look like your style, haven't you studied the solutions to various knots? Also, what's going on with the one in the room?" Mycroft asked meaningfully from the side.

Sherlock's eyes flickered, his lips were pursed, but he didn't say anything.

Watson assisted and said, "Olivia also knows that you can solve it. Last time you studied hundreds of solutions together. It was just a joke. Besides, she didn't gag you. I still asked you to ask for help. Well, it’s a bit embarrassing. You forced her to return to the country without her consent. I don’t think she will say hello when she sees you in the future. I don’t know if she is happy when she returns to China. Have you met a handsome and gentle little brother? Maybe next time she can send us a wedding invitation."

Looking at Sherlock's expression, Watson thought he was still angry, and defended Olivia.By the way, I stimulated Sherlock again, otherwise when will he admit his feelings?

Watson's words caused the aura around Sherlock to drop a few degrees instantly, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if it was hard to imagine Olivia marrying someone else.

"Going back to a familiar hometown and a familiar face will indeed make it easier for people to have a good impression of the people around them. With Miss Olivia's conditions, there should be quite a few people who pursue her. There seem to be more than 20 Chinese *Chinese* Most people start thinking about getting married at the age of [-], Dr. Watson, I think you can prepare your wedding gift in advance." Mycroft added fire from the side without having anything to do with himself.

"Are you guys bored enough to sit here and fantasize together? Mycroft, have you finished processing your documents? Finished today's weight loss plan? John, your girlfriend hasn't broken up with you yet? Didn't you let her go several times? Pigeon?" Sherlock was a little annoyed when he heard the two singing together here, and he pissed off the pain of the two as soon as he opened his mouth.

"No matter how busy I am, I still have to come and visit my younger brother who is single now and may be single in the future. The only chance to get rid of being single is gone. Of course I want to come and see you. Otherwise, how could I see my brother so rarely? Image. But, are you doing this because of guilt? This is not like you." Mycroft was used to the ridicule, and if he was not in Sherlock, he directly slammed it back.

Watson froze when he heard Sherlock's words, and when he thought about being dumped because of Sherlock's previous girlfriends' pigeons, he said a little sullenly, "Okay, now that Olivia is gone, I feel that I The odds of getting dumped are higher. Honestly, can you stop dragging me to investigate while I'm on a date?"

"No." Sherlock refused.

"Okay, Sherlock. The moment of parting is always sad, but you have more important things to do now. This is the information of the Moriarty criminal group. You understand what to do." McCoff took out The memory chip Olivia gave him was handed over to Sherlock.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Olivia gave it to me." Mycroft added.

"For you? Hehe." Sherlock said dissatisfied.

"Okay, deal. But she's looking for me, isn't she? You don't seem to be very reliable."

Sherlock took the memory chip that Mycroft handed over and stuffed it into his pocket, "Now you can go back."

Sherlock got up and picked up the violin and played it wildly. The harsh noise made it difficult for Mycroft to stand up, so he got up and left.

After McCoff left, the noise just now had turned into a lullaby. Hearing this lullaby on this sunny day, it seemed that loneliness and sadness could still be heard from it.

Dinner this day was cooked by Watson, steak and pasta.Sherlock looked at the steak in front of him and didn't do anything.Watson ate half of it, and saw that Sherlock was still there motionless. He was a little puzzled. He didn't see Sherlock dislike the dishes he cooked before. What's wrong with him now?

"Sherlock?" Watson called him suspiciously.

Sherlock turned his head and looked at Watson.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you eat?"

Sherlock looked at the steak on the plate for a few seconds, "I want to eat Chinese food."

"Then you can order a takeaway later. I don't know how to cook Chinese food." Watson could only advise Sherlock, otherwise he would starve to death.

Do you want to eat Chinese food, or who do you want to eat? ?This, only Sherlock should know.

Sherlock glanced at the steak, then stood up, took the violin on the coffee table, and started playing.

It's just that Watson got a headache when he heard it beside him, not to say that it sounds bad, Sherlock's violin level is definitely a master level.It just makes you listen to the same song for several days in a row, no matter how good it sounds, you will get bored.

"Sherlock, can you change it? Why is it always a lullaby? Is there anything special about this song?" Watson asked puzzled.

Sherlock paused for a moment, then continued to play his violin, completely ignoring Watson who was listening to him and was about to vomit.Watson sighed, he might as well go to his own room, and if he continued listening, he might vomit in reflex.

One day, the two were sitting on the sofa, and Watson was using his laptop to surf the Internet. When he logged into his mailbox, he found that an email from Olivia had been read in his mailbox, but he hadn't read it at all.

"Sherlock, have you read my email?" Watson asked Sherlock, who was sitting on the sofa with a dark face.

Sherlock didn't speak.

Watson glanced at him, and opened the email from Olivia. There were still all kinds of food in it, but there was a pair of men's hands in the corner of the photo.Although the other party did not appear on the scene, the distance between the two shows that they are eating together, which is worth pondering.

Watson glanced again at Sherlock, who was not well-faced, and understood instantly.

"It seems that Olivia is having a good time, you can tell by this expression. But who took this photo? Has Olivia made a new friend? I don't know if it's her boyfriend?" Watson himself While talking to himself, he watched Sherlock's expression.Sure enough, every time Watson said something, Sherlock's face became a little colder, and Watson felt that he should not say the rest.

"By the way, Olivia sent a Christmas gift, and there are some for you, let me pass them on to you. I forgot yesterday, here you are." After speaking, Watson handed Sherlock a bag.

Sherlock took the bag expressionlessly, opened it, and took out the contents.It was a gray scarf, which looked like it was hand-woven. The coldness just now finally dissipated, and the whole person became much softer.

Watson was speechless at the changes in Sherlock, could it be done in a scarf?What if Sherlock knew that Olivia actually gave each of them a scarf they wove, even Mrs. Hudson and Lestrade?Forget it, this kind of thing, I still don't know.

Sherlock, who received the gift, was in a good mood for only half a day, and then he discovered the fact that everyone has a scarf. Except for the different colors, there is no difference between his and John's.Then the whole 221B began to be shrouded in Sherlock's air-conditioning again, until one day Sherlock suddenly disappeared.

On the other side, Olivia was preparing for an interview in New York, USA, and stopped by to see the house.After returning to China, Olivia ate all kinds of delicacies that she had missed for a long time, but practical problems also followed.Private participation in criminal cases is rare in China, and the restrictions are too great.It's not like Sherlock was there when he was in the UK, and private detectives abroad are relatively common.At most in the country, it is to catch a mistress, secretly take pictures and so on, which is not my taste at all.

After wandering around the country for a while, Olivia decided to go to the United States. The proportion of criminal cases in the United States and the rights of private detectives are more beneficial to her. After all, she still has to earn gold coins.Otherwise, in the current state, with no shortage of money and time, you can play all over the world.

Olivia applied for a visa to the United States, and then went to the United States by herself.She didn't tell anyone, not even Watson, and went to New York alone.

Because she hadn't rented a house before she came here, Olivia is still living in the hotel.Today she has an interview with the appraiser of the auction house.The salary of this job is good, and it will not be too busy, which is in line with my major.

Because there was no shortage of money, Olivia rented a small villa.After the interview, Olivia has to make another trip. The house she was looking forward to before has signed an agreement. She will go there to see if she needs to buy any furniture.

Olivia came to the Chris Auction House wearing a professional suit and carrying a bag. Maybe there are relatively few people doing antique appraisal in China, so the beautiful young lady who interviewed hardly asked other questions. After Livia had done relevant work in China* and the UK, she expressed the hope that she could come to work next week.

Of course Olivia is very happy, which means that she has found a good job, and other colleagues seem to be easy to get along with.After the interview, it was already time to get off work. Olivia was a little sorry that she came late for the interview and prevented people from getting off work. "I'm sorry, Miss Carter, for delaying your time to get off work."

"Oh, it's okay. I understand the traffic in New York. And I finally recruited the right person. I should be happy. You are welcome to join our company."

The two chatted as they walked downstairs.

"Olivia, don't you mind if I call you that? Where do you live? Do you want to take my car back?" Carter saw that Olivia had just arrived in New York, and he probably hadn't bought a car yet, so he kindly wanted to give it to her. She takes a ride.

"I'm still living in a hotel, and I can only move into the rented house tomorrow. I still have to go and have a look. I'll take the subway back later. See you next week." Olivia beckoned to Carter. Beckoned, and then walked out of the elevator, while Carter continued to take the elevator to the underground parking lot.

After the interview, Olivia went to the house she rented and checked the water and electricity. There were no problems, and the furniture was complete, so she could move in with her bags.So I decided to move into my new home tomorrow. Anyway, I don't have much luggage now, just some clothes and the like, so I can take care of it myself.

So on the second day, Olivia moved directly into the newly bought house. The house was a separate villa type, and the neighbors were a certain distance away, but not too far away, which ensured both privacy and safety.It is estimated that no guy like Sherlock will put a monitor in his room now.

Olivia spent two days cleaning the house up and down, inside and out, and then redesigned the flower garden outside, planting her favorite roses.Just when Olivia finished her work and was drinking coffee comfortably, the doorbell rang.

Olivia frowned slightly. She just moved in and didn't even know her neighbors, and she didn't tell anyone where she lived. Who could be outside?

"Hello, FBI, please open the door." A deep male voice came in from outside.

Olivia became even more skeptical when she heard this. The FBI came to the door just after she arrived in the United States?

Olivia looked at the monitor installed at the door, and there was more than one person coming.Two men, in the front is a black man with a strong figure, wearing a black suit, looking very elite.Behind him is a thin-looking boy with meticulously combed hair and obvious dark circles on his face. He is carrying a messenger bag slanted across. Is this also the FBI?

Olivia opened the door, and the other party immediately showed her ID, "Hello, Ms. Olivia, we are the FBI, and I want to know something from you."

Olivia glanced at the ID, and it was really the FBI, so she let the two into the house, "Please come in. I just moved, and I only have coffee, is that okay?"

"Thank you." The two walked into the room and sat down beside the coffee table in the living room.

Olivia poured coffee for the two, then sat opposite them, "Did something happen?"

Olivia looked at the boy sitting on the opposite side very well, maybe she didn't have such a straight posture when she was in elementary school?Can the FBI still rely on being cute these days?There was another person, and Olivia could feel that he was looking at her secretly.

"My name is Morgan, and this is Dr. Rhett. Do you know this person?" Morgan took out a photo and handed it to Olivia.

Olivia raised her eyebrows when she heard these two names, but she didn't say anything, she just took the photo quietly.She really knows the person in the photo, that is Miss Carter who interviewed her two days ago.

"I know you, I submitted my resume to Chris Auctioneer, and this Miss Carter interviewed me. Did something happen to her?" Olivia was a little surprised at how such a coincidence happened to her when she first came to the United States. .

"Ding, task—please find out the case of Carter's disappearance, and the reward will be generous." Just after Olivia finished asking, the system's voice suddenly appeared.

Fortunately, Olivia is used to the sound coming out of the system from time to time, so she usually ignores it. Otherwise, if she reveals her truth in front of the FBI, she should be regarded as suffering from some kind of mental illness, right?

"She's missing. When was the last time you saw her?" Morgan dominated the conversation.

Olivia recalled, "After my interview, it happened that she left work for more than 5 minutes, about [-]:[-]. She directly informed me to come to work next week, and then we took the elevator down together. I got off the elevator on the first floor. She went to the underground parking lot. I haven't seen her since."

"Wow, did you just inform you to come to work? It seems that you are very good. Then during the conversation, did you mention what she is going to do after get off work?"

Olivia shook her head, "Maybe it's because there are fewer people with related majors. Ms. Carter probably didn't have an appointment after work, because she asked me if she wanted to take me back. But I still wanted to see the house, so I refused." Yes, I took the subway there... If she had a date or a friend, she wouldn't think of sending me off, would she?"

"She said she would drive you back?" Morgan asked a little puzzled.

Olivia nodded, "She asked me if I wanted to go back in her car. That's what I said."

Morgan nodded. Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, he was about to leave when he heard something.

"Dr. Rhett, is there enough sugar for the coffee?"

Morgan came to his senses and looked at the two with a somewhat optimistic look.And Reid was surprised by Olivia's words first, and then looked at Olivia a little at a loss, "Enough, enough. Carbohydrates with the highest calorie value, excessive intake can cause obesity, arteriosclerosis, high blood pressure Blood pressure, diabetes, dental caries, etc. You know me? I mean, how do you know I like sugar in my coffee?"

Olivia smiled, "Guess?"

"Olivia! It's you?! But, aren't you in England?" Rhett was a little surprised to see that his online friends would appear in front of him one day, still in this way.

"You know each other? Rhett, tell me, how did you know each other?" Morgan asked gossipingly from the side.

"Olivia, this is Morgan. Morgan, this is Olivia, er, you met me on the website you introduced to me last time when you asked me to communicate with people online more." Reid introduced the two with some bluntness. know.

But both of them knew Rhett's character, so they ignored everything.

"Red, you can meet such a beautiful girl online, why haven't I met her? I thought you went online once and then stopped watching? I remember you don't like to use electronic devices. You have recommended it for a long time." Morgan watched as Olivia turned her head and teased their little angel.

Rhett's face started to turn red, and he looked at Olivia frequently, fearing that she might misunderstand.

"No, it's not like that. I don't know what Olivia looks like, I just think Olivia is very suitable for the police or FBI. By the way, Olivia, you just moved, do you need any help? ?” Reid looked at Olivia nervously and explained.

Olivia smiled, "Hey, don't be nervous, Rhett. You are fine, but now I know why they call you a little angel. You are really sweet, about the sweetness of a caramel macchiato .”

"Caramel Macchiato? It's really suitable for Rhett. I must tell Garcia and others about this interesting metaphor when I go back. But Rhett finally knows to take the initiative to help girls." Morgan teased together.

Rhett's blushing appearance made Olivia sigh that she didn't seem to have blushed before? ?

"I remember that you still seem to have a case to investigate? Rhett, this is my current phone number. Next time I will treat you to dinner." Olivia stuffed the note with her phone number on it to Rhett.

Morgan asked from the side, "Huh? Don't you give it to me? Let's meet for dinner when we have time?"

Olivia didn't think too much about it, she just waved her hand, "Just ask Rhett for the phone number when the time comes."

The three said a few words, and then Rhett and Morgan left with work still on them.

Olivia suddenly felt a little bored when she returned to the house, remembering that she hadn't visited her neighbors for a few days after moving in.So I started to prepare some snacks, and took the snacks I made and knocked on the door of the house next door.

"Hello, I'm Olivia who just moved in. Here's my Chinese dim sum. I hope you like it." Olivia saw a middle-aged woman in her 30s who opened the door, and took Make your own snacks.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and just as Olivia was about to bid farewell to leave, she said to the convenience, "Are you going there? Dr. Lecter is away on a business trip and is not at home."

"Doctor Lecter?" Olivia heard the name familiar, and felt a bad feeling in her heart.

"Hannibal Lecter is a nice guy. He's on a business trip. You can visit him when he comes back."

Olivia didn't know what she said at the end, but the phrase "Dr. Hannibal Lecter is a nice person" kept flashing in her mind.

What kind of luck is this?Interview, the interviewer disappeared; move, the neighbor is Hannibal Lecter.Maybe, I shouldn't come to the United States?

The author has something to say: Author: Do you still remember Sherlock by the Daming Lake?

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