Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

It was Darian's first time at Midtown High.

Although she had heard of it before, she had never actually entered it——

Peter is such a nice guy.He was not like some boys who just danced a dance and left his female partner without hesitation, looking for fun by himself, determined to find the next girl to hang out.

Holding the wine glass, the girl said to the boy next to her very understandingly, "It's okay, you can go and play on your own. It must be boring to follow me."

The boy's pupils were dilated, and he explained, "No, anyway, I'm not really used to such occasions... Besides, there are too many people here, I'm afraid you won't be able to find your way back." He explained softly, eyes His eyes were full of seriousness, and people couldn't help but stay on his eyes for a while longer.

Young people are really understanding...

Dalyan took a sip of her wine and said sincerely, "You are so good at taking care of others, you will definitely find a girl who loves you very much in the future."

This made Peter hesitate suddenly, not knowing what to say.

Looking at his current reaction, Dalyan suddenly found it interesting, and suddenly felt teasing again in her heart, "But...do you have someone you like now? Actually, I can make an idea! As long as you tell me, you are from Wherever you learn how to take care of people, that's fine."

Dalyan's words are actually quite concise and reserved. If possible, she really wants Peter Parker to write a book "The Complete Skills of Being a Warm Man", and show it to Sherlock inadvertently. One wave, I hope that with the ingenuity of a famous detective, I can understand what she means in seconds.

whee.

Thinking of this, she sighed again, and her action was noticed by the young man.

"What's the matter?" Peter asked kindly.

"It's nothing." Dalyan quickly denied, following the boy's gaze, she successfully caught a glimpse of the girl's figure.

That girl also has long black hair. Although her complexion is darker, she has a slender waist and long legs, so she is also pretty.

Dalyan suddenly had an idea in her mind, and she smiled, "You like her, don't you?"

Peter's face turned red even under the dim light, and he quickly waved his hands: "No! Don't talk nonsense..."

However, even he himself did not believe the tone of this retort, so his voice became smaller and smaller.

"However, I'm so ordinary, she won't like me..." Peter sounded a little disappointed.

But first love, most of them end without a disease.

"It's okay! But, I don't think you even chased after me. How do you know it's not okay?" Dalyan couldn't help complaining, "You have to try to find out, what if she likes you too? Anyway, you work hard, I Good on you!"

"Also..." The boy's eyes lit up again.

But her attention drifted from the emotional life of the teenager to the question that had been lingering in the depths of her mind since before, and she also asked the same question: "Why are your physical fitness so good? It's coming so soon. I said that address."

Peter fell silent.

He would not say that he clearly decided to leave an hour early, but he was dragged by his dear Aunt Mei to tidy up his appearance until the deadline, and she reluctantly let his nephew go without any sense of time... There was no other way, he had no choice but to Putting on his high-tech battle suit is especially convenient with the help of Mr. Stark.

Time is nothing compared to superheroes.They always have a lot of right to make mistakes.

However, it has become an unwritten practice that Spider-Man is always late for appointments.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it!" Dalyan gave him a step down in a timely manner.When people get along with each other, what they pay attention to is a proper sense of distance.Especially for teenagers, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, lest you inadvertently offend someone.

Even though they said that, the two of them turned the topic nonchalantly, but for some reason, Dalyan's heart was always shrouded in a feeling of uneasiness.

It's like...something is going to happen.

This feeling is particularly strong.It was so intense that Dalyan couldn't pay too much attention to the colorful scene in front of her.

Darian felt a buzzing and vibrating mobile phone in her skirt pocket, so she took it out directly, ready to see what APP was pushing messages like crazy.

Unexpectedly, she just turned on the screen, and the battery in the upper right corner showed 1%, and it shut down quickly in the next second.

... She didn't see anything clearly.

"I'm going...to recharge the battery? Wait for me." Dalyan sighed, thinking that there are so many things to do.

But in this situation, she had no choice but to accept her fate, and found a nearby place where she could rent a power bank.

Dalyan didn't know why she was so anxious, maybe she was just anxious because the only communication tool on her body couldn't be used?still……

Dalyan doesn't really want that villain named Sherlock Holmes to appear on the stage where she is based on her heart.

Although...he is such a big man, so there shouldn't be anything wrong, right?

After waiting patiently for a while, the phone restarted.

However, after seeing the countless missed calls on it, her originally relaxed mood was brought up again abruptly.

The lock screen that should have been blank was now filled with many missed calls in red font, twenty or thirty?Darian didn't quite know.

After reuniting with Sherlock, she deleted the cold note to Sherlock that had no warmth in the world.However, she did not add a new note to his number, but let this special string of numbers stay in the history call instead of the contact list.

As a vampire, Dalyan also has her own considerations.

Anyway, they will leave soon, so even saving the number is useless.

... just enjoy the moment and that's it.Others are not necessary.

But what happened now was something she never expected.

The numbers of these missed calls are displayed nakedly in this way, which at first glance looks like a nuisance call.But... Dalyan couldn't be more clear, this is Sherlock's number.

But she will not admit that she has really read the combination and arrangement of this string of numbers seriously (.

——Sherlock would call her at this time, and she called so many times in one breath, which was absolutely beyond her expectation.

You know, Sherlock is a person who hates making and answering the phone.He always tends to communicate by text message in his daily life, and even if he is forced to receive calls occasionally, most of them will be cut off.He believes that texting can save the time of greetings and make better use of every minute and every second.

And he is not good at interpersonal communication, this is something everyone knows.

If a genius always focuses on the secular, it will not appear so high-end.

Seeing that the detective was so abnormal suddenly, Dalyan became interested and called back without thinking.

However, the person on the opposite side had just connected, and before Dalyan had time to say a word, she was unilaterally hung up.

Darian:? ? ?

Is it wrong?The girl thought about it in her heart, and unknowingly found another step for the sometimes moody detective.

Seeing this, she tried to make another call—this time, the phone was turned off.

That's it?

Aren't you calling me?

Seeing this, Dalyan didn't force anything anymore, but she looked at the time displayed on the phone.

22:23?pm

It's still early, don't panic.

Although she didn't pay much attention when she said what she had promised to Sherlock before going out, she generally would not break the contract.

But... I was so caring just now, I wanted to ask what the lonely detective was doing at the moment, and if she needed to go back earlier.

As far as it looks now, forget it, dog man.

After the detective unilaterally hung up the call back, for a few seconds, a trace of regret suddenly rose in his mind.

However, this idea was quickly dismissed.

Who told her not to pick up at the very beginning?

After this village, there is no such shop.

It was rare for him to be depressed, and only the cold wind blowing in from the window allowed him to calm down and wake up a little bit.

Really...

It’s enough that the symptoms of skin hunger///thirst appear, the most important thing is—rarely, his right shoulder blade suddenly hurts, and there is a burning sensation.

This is simply too abnormal!

Dalyan politely said hi just now, and it still lingers in his mind at this moment.

That voice was particularly clear, like clear spring water rolling by in the mountains.

It's a pity to think about it this way, and hang up immediately after hearing such a word.

The detective suddenly began to secretly blame himself.

Hell, his mind is a mess right now.

After a while, the detective stopped sitting alone at the desk in the bedroom and walked into the bathroom—he needed to calm down.

Sherlock Holmes doesn't care what is the so-called healthy way of life, what way can achieve his personal goals the fastest, then it is beneficial and effective for him.

It's been said that cold showers aren't great, but—it turns out that when water that's cooler than your normal body temperature flows through the texture of your skin, it creates an illusion of cooling.At least now, the hot feeling that filled his body suddenly disappeared, and his body seemed to be back to the time when he was under full control.

He likes this feeling.

The slender stream of water sprayed from the shower head flows along the shoulders and neck and passes through the beautiful chest muscles and abdominal muscles.Sherlock hadn't been exposed to the continental heat for a long time like Watson had returned from Afghanistan, so his skin was still the paleness of an Englishman.

However, the strange feeling at the right shoulder blade just now did not disappear, on the contrary—it became more intense and obvious.

Sherlock began to get irritable again for no reason.

He reached out and wiped the mist on the bathroom mirror to make the mirror shine more clearly.He turned slightly sideways, exposing his ////naked/// shoulder blades in front of the mirror.

That piece of skin was a little red, as if it had been marked for the first time.

And that mark is...

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, trying to see the tiny pattern more clearly.