sherlock cat

Sherlock and Watson finally took over Henry Knight's commission.

This made Jenny very worried.

Her current cultivation base is not good, if she faces that dog monster head-on, she might not be able to beat it.

Compared to her worries, those two weak humans who "faced the difficulties" were full of energy.

Sure enough, the ignorant are fearless, and the ancients never bullied cats.

After packing their luggage, Sherlock and Watson went down the stairs one after another.

"What about the cat?"

The doctor looked at Jenny who followed them step by step, and asked aloud.

Standing by the side of the road, Sherlock raised his hand to hail a taxi, and said without looking back, "Mrs. Hudson will take care of it."

Sherlock had just taken a not-so-boring case, and Sherlock was in a really good mood, his beautiful gray eyes gleaming with pleasure and excitement.But no matter how happy he was, he wouldn't be so stupid as to take a cat to solve a case.

Jenny squatted on the doorstep, tilted her head slightly, and looked at them very reservedly.

Looking straight at Watson was full of guilt.

The taxi stopped in front of the door, and Watson glanced at the cat guarding the door, hesitated to speak, and finally opened the door and sat in under the silent urging of Detective Holmes.

Sherlock followed, the hem of his long coat leaving a relentless parabola in the cool autumn wind.

Jenny was not in a hurry at all, and kept calmly watching Sherlock sit in the big iron box, report the destination to the driver, and the car door began to close in front of her eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly jumped up.

Watson and Sherlock saw at the same time that a silver figure rushed towards him as quickly as lightning, accurately passed through the gap of the car door that was about to close, and landed firmly on Sherlock's lap.

"Bang!", and the door slammed shut.

The car started slowly.

Landing safely.

Satisfied, Jenny stepped on Sherlock's legs twice, found a comfortable position, and lay down beautifully.

When he came out, he was wearing a black overcoat, which was soft and thick, and it was very warm and comfortable to lie on.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't been at ease for two seconds before she was picked up by a big hand and thrown to Watson who was beside her.

Jenny was thrown dizzy, and she staggered in Watson's arms before she could stand still. Then she realized that she was rejected again.

This is really adding to her worries, which shows how long her road to "repaying gratitude" is.

What Jenny didn't know was that it was a blessing among misfortunes that she was not thrown out of the car window by the handsome detective Mr.

During Jenny's resentment all the way, the two arrived at Paddington Station and took the nearest train to Dartmoor.

There were very few people on the train, so Sherlock randomly picked a seat and sat down. Watson put away their luggage and sat opposite him.

Jenny, who followed all the way, quietly approached, looked up at Sherlock who was sitting by the window.

He was looking down at his phone, his slender fingers tapping skillfully on the keyboard.

Well, when you hang your head like this and don't look at people with those sharp eyes, you actually look as good as when you were a child.

Don't all human beings pay attention to "perseverance can carve gold and stone"?Jenny felt that since she came to the human world, she had to give full play to the spirit here.

So he kicked his hind paws, stretched his front paws, and jumped high, trying to occupy a place on Sherlock's legs again.

The result was, of course—he was picked up by the nape of the neck again, and thrown to Watson.

Jenny rolled around angrily, and when she stood up again, she saw that the culprit opposite was still bowing her head expressionlessly, knocking on her phone wholeheartedly, as if nothing had happened.

The curly hair on his forehead fell down with his movements, covering half of his eyebrows.

For a moment, Jenny lost her temper at all.

She lived in the forest in the past years, and because of the power of Xiao Hei and Tiger King, she has always been rampant. The big monsters and little monsters in the forest have always been kind to her, and her life has always been smooth.

That's why she only found out today that she has such a good temper.

Although it was dropped twice, it is quite good to have such a brand new discovery.

Jenny shook her hair out, jumped off Watson, and onto the seat next to Sherlock.But this time, he didn't jump on him very wisely. Instead, he chose a place not too far away from him as before in the living room, and glanced at him with his light green cat eyes, but there was no response. , then moved another half an inch, and looked again, still no response, moved another half an inch.

Of course, Sherlock noticed it when Jenny jumped onto the seat beside him with one paw, and then unconsciously slowed down the fingertips tapping on the phone, and watched the whole process of "a cat's progress" from the corner of his eye.

Mr. Holmes moved his right hand, ready to lift it away again when she jumped on him again, but when the soft silver fur almost touched his thigh, he retracted the cat's paw wisely and stopped still up.

The little thing looked up at him with the little cat's head up and saw that it hadn't been thrown this time, so it got down contentedly.

Sherlock's gaze stayed on her for two seconds, then turned back to look at the phone screen.

The train ran smoothly on the rails, the sunlight passing through the window was sparse and warm, and the seat under him was soft and thick.In this situation, Jenny felt that it was very suitable for a nap.

After the train traveled for an hour, Sherlock finally put away his phone, turned his head slightly and glanced at the little thing curled up comfortably beside him.

Cats are creatures that are very good at finding heat sources on their own. After Jenny fell asleep, she had already consciously stuck her whole body on Sherlock's lap, or the kind that hugged her tightly.

Mr. Holmes frowned, as if he was thinking whether to pick it up and throw it away.

Dr. Watson found a newspaper from nowhere, read it with great concentration, and suddenly said, "It's just a cat, Sherlock."

"Then?" asked Mr. Holmes dryly.

"And it's a cat that likes you very much—so, you can try to be a little more lenient with it," Watson said.

"Like, let it sleep on my lap, or take care of its food and drink like a stupid human being?"

Sherlock tapped his fingers on the table in front of him.

The expression on his face was calm, and his tone was as calm as his expression.But the doctor, who knew him very well, immediately recognized Holmes' irony.

There are always 24 hours in a day when I want to "make friends" with my partner...

Jenny didn't know that Watson and Sherlock were busy, and they had an in-depth exchange on her "eating, drinking and lazing".She just felt very warm and comfortable, and she was sleeping very well.

Of course, when she is finally able to enter the room soon and successfully sleeps in the bed of a certain Sherlock Holmes, she will sneer at the "superficial comfort" at the moment.

A happy life in the future can already be expected, and this moment is also very satisfying.

It's really a perfect cat life.

The only unsatisfactory thing is that Xiao Hei ran into her dream very ignorantly to disrupt the situation.

In any case, Jenny was still a little guilty about her suspected "run away from home" disappearance. Xiao Hei suddenly turned black and looked very gloomy in front of her eyes. After she was startled, she immediately showed a dog-legged smile.

But Xiao Hei just raised his eyelids and gave her a sideways look, with a very indifferent expression.

Jenny laughed twice, and after searching her stomach, said, "What a coincidence."

You can meet in every dream, isn't it a coincidence?

Xiao Hei maintained that indifferent expression, and said solemnly, "Ding Man and I are going back to the forest."

Ding Man is the name of Tiger King.

Jenny later found out that in the human world, Timon was actually a meerkat, and he was good friends with an African warthog, which was amazing.I don't know how Tiger King will feel when he finds out.

At this moment, after hearing Xiao Hei's words, Jenny's first reaction was to be overjoyed.After noticing that Xiao Hei's face was becoming more and more ugly, she quickly restrained her mind and sat upright. In other words, Jenny also admired herself very much for being able to quickly catch the change of Xiao Hei's expression on that dark face.

Looking down at her paws for a while, Jenny organized her words, and promised very solemnly: "Don't worry, I'll go back soon after I repay my favor, you and the tiger king, as well as the little monsters in the forest, just feel at ease wait for me."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Please tell King Tiger again, remember to feed the few fish I keep in the big tank in the backyard, make them fat and eat them when I go back."

Xiao Hei looked at her silently, his pair of golden cat eyes were unpredictable.

"I told you, you have already repaid your favor, seven times." Xiao Hei stared at her and asked in a deep voice, "You don't believe me?"

Jenny said: "I believe it." She may often not listen to what Xiao Hei said, but there is no one who does not believe it.

She lowered her head: "But I forgot. I forgot how I repaid my favor, and I forgot how I lost seven lives. You and Tiger King seem very unwilling to tell me."

Xiao Hei hesitated to speak.

But Jenny went on to say: "I don't want you to tell me, I hope I will ask Sherlock myself after I transform into a human form. Because he seems...forgot."

In the end, the voice was already as light as the mist in this dream, and it would dissipate as soon as it was blown.

The so-called long-term memory, long-term memory, after all, you must remember first before you can grow.

She knows that she has always been a cat that doesn't make much progress. She used to be lazy when she was learning skills from Xiao Hei.But there are some things you still have to do yourself.

For example, repaying a favor with a promise of body, secretly stealing a human being, and retrieving a memory that was accidentally lost.

The author has something to say: Mao Mao is such an optimistic, strong and sensible cat

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