Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

Time flies,? The absurd events of that night have long been turned over, without stirring any particularly large waves in the mirrored lake of life.During this period of time, the progress of the relationship between Dalyan and the detective seemed to be under a freezing spell, and there was no closeness on any level that was pleasant to hear.

Still the same,? The distance is not much farther,? It is not much closer.

All this benefited from Dalyan's active avoidance.

She has become a busy person in the recent period, and Sherlock's schedule is opposite to that of Sherlock, so even if Sherlock wants to say something or do something, he can't find a breakthrough at all.

...As expected of me.

Darian thought secretly in her heart.

And it's the same today.Dalyan was ready to leave here at five in the morning, as usual.

The route repeated every day has been walked many times, and it is all too familiar to her.

However, just as she was about to open the door and take a step, she was stopped by a familiar voice.

It's that person.

"Darian."

The girl almost staggered, but when she turned around, she still kept the same perfect smile on her face as before, "Good morning, what's the matter?"

In this game, you can't put all your wealth on it, or you might...lose everything.

"It's nothing, just to remind you not to forget today's important event." Sherlock said, he pronounced the word "important event" very deeply, "If that is also written on your today's to?do?list Or on the to?do function image,? must be placed in the interval of important and must-do things.”

Dalyan took a deep breath, "I know, I definitely won't dove."

Hell,? How could she not know?

Sherlock, who has never liked socializing or any social activities, should entertain his few friends at home-this news is shocking enough.

I don't know if it was Dalyan's illusion.After that incident, Sherlock felt more unreasonable and clingy to her.

Especially the clingy kind.

Like... like now.

Dalyan finally answered Sherlock's words, and was about to calm down and prepare to go out, but she was caught when she was about to take that step.

Who else but Sherlock?

"Aren't you going to tell me something?" His tone didn't fluctuate much, so Darian couldn't figure out whether he was asking.

"...Say something?" Dalyan's eyes flickered.It is true that Sherlock's tone was calm, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes for no reason.This is not an illusion of hers - but sometimes she really can't understand his heart.

Sherlock didn't seem to have expected her to behave like this, and a slight disappointment was added between his brows, "Say something—I'm going out, I'll be back soon—something like this."

Darien's instinct told her that Sherlock would continue to say strange-sounding things.

This is true.

"The scientific name is 'harmonious way of getting along'. "Sherlock said, and he added, "I saw it in some film and television works. "

What kind of line is this...

"So, are you going to try to get along with me?"

Dalian didn't expect that, after escaping the first day of junior high school, she would not be able to escape the fifteenth day.

After fulfilling my promise and going to the appointment, I was faced with such a problem that seemed quite difficult no matter how it looked.

"Do you have an ex-boyfriend?" Sherlock played a trump card calmly, and Watson was forced to pay reluctantly.

"Huh?" Darian frowned, and she glanced around, finally realizing that Sherlock was asking her.

She pointed to herself, "You mean me? I—"

At the same time, both Watson and Lestrade couldn't help looking at her.

Lestrade really didn't know too much, but Watson, on the contrary, knew too much...

She hastily broke her eye contact with Watson on her own, if it had been longer, Sherlock would have become suspicious.After all, a thoughtful person like him must be able to count in his mind how many seconds it took for everyone present to look at each other.

She cleared her throat.

It would be strange to deny it now and say that I have never had it.You must know that in Western countries, people generally start to learn to fall in love for the first time at a very young age.

After thinking about it, she decided to admit it generously, "Yes."

But she wasn't going to ask what was wrong, and honestly, she didn't want to talk about it with Sherlock - especially in his current situation.

"What kind of man is he?" Sherlock asked, but his eyes remained glued to the cards he was holding.

He's good at it - he once played //bet//dead blackjack with a group of people in a //gambling// field, and almost lost, but luckily everything was under his control - and he won in the end up.

Therefore, at the beginning, after fearing that the other three would lose too badly, so he reluctantly released the water several times (if he didn't release the water a few times and let others win a few times, no one would play cards with him), Sherlock no longer used his own cards. The strength was hidden, but it was displayed openly.

Just like now, he played another card to kill Watson and Lestrade on the opposite side.

Sherlock gave a nasty grin, but quickly backed it off so they wouldn't think he was being too wild.

After hearing this question, Dalyan was still stunned for a moment, not knowing where to start.

She really didn't lie, she really had an ex-boyfriend... But, isn't her ex-boyfriend sitting next to her right now? ?What should she say?

Talking about her ex-boyfriend in front of her ex-boyfriend ♂.

This……

Dalyan felt that this century's problem was too uncomfortable for her. She rubbed her forehead and began to organize her words.

Forget it, let's talk nonsense, there are really many people with similar characteristics in the world, and it is impossible for him to think it is himself.

"...There's nothing to say." Dalyan's tone was very light. "It happened so many years ago. Now I don't care about love at all. Like Inspector Lestrade, I spend my limited time on infinite What's wrong with serving the people?"

Lestrade didn't think so.

Him: No, no, I really want to... fall in love.

And Sherlock said for him what he was embarrassed to say, "He wants to fall in love very much. Every time he goes out, he will dress up seriously, like now - he also sprayed men's eau de toilette in a serious manner and cut his hair .Even at the scene of the crime, he really wants to meet the person who can hold hands with him for the rest of his life."

Dalyan was silent, and she looked at Lestrade with probing eyes, and her big eyes were also full of the same big doubts.

? ?

"Brother Watson has been among thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf touches your body—" Dalyan continued without thinking.

However, Watson showed with his eyes that he actually... wanted to.

Dalyan had a heart attack, "That's not important, anyway, there's nothing to say."

"But I want to know about you." Sherlock said, "Even if I have a file of everything from your birth to the present, it can't prove anything in front of a living person. It's shallow in comparison." Very Soon, his words about tiger and wolf will appear——

"Since I am your spirit—"

Dalyan quickly interrupted, "I'll say it now. Is that okay?" Her temper was rare to appear a little irritable, but this was no different at all in the eyes of others.

Even if Dalyan was angry, she was like a milk cat showing off her power, without any deterrent effect at all.On the contrary, it's kinda...cute.

But both Watson and Lestrade looked at each other tacitly and did not comment on this.

...Otherwise, it will be cut off by the detective's eye knife.

"That would be great," said Sherlock, and he definitely meant it.

"How should I put it—" Darian thought for a while, and at the same time said in a slightly playful tone, "He is a bit smart, the type with a relatively high IQ."

"Not only that, but he seems to have a kind of magical power, no matter what he does, he can do very well. This has always made me very jealous."

"However, he has a shortcoming, that is, he is not very good at reading the atmosphere, and sometimes he will say things that make other people unhappy, even if that is not his intention - because of this reason, he has very few friends and it is difficult to make friends .” Dalyan gave a brief description, and was very ambiguous about the key sentences.

In fact, she also thought about fabricating a person who was completely opposite to Sherlock in her mind out of thin air, but - this didn't exist in front of her at all.

In other words, she couldn't imagine another person not like Sherlock standing in front of her.

Ugh.

She inadvertently met Watson's eyes, and the latter's eyes at this moment clearly said: Can you make it more obvious!

qaq

"Oh..." Sherlock made a meaningless tone, and then his mood suddenly became better, "Sounds a bit like me."

"80%, or even more." He continued, "According to the survey, most of the first loves of human beings, or the romances encountered when they were young, are likely to affect their views on mate selection in their later lives. Obviously, the impact is very far-reaching. And The characteristics of the so-called first-lover strongly affect the spiritual indicators for choosing a partner in the future."

Dalyan suddenly felt that she had been tricked, and the situation was not good.

His ever-present aura suddenly softened, like the feeling of a hedgehog retracting the spines on its back and finally revealing its softest side to you.

In Sherlock's words, that is, the concentration of dopamine secreted by his brain has been continuously rising.

It's like hitting the jackpot.

"Since the sample you described is mostly similar to me, this proves that we are very compatible." His tone sounded determined and taken for granted, as if no one in the world could find the flaw in this sentence Used to refute him, "So, do you want to consider my previous invitation? — It's just three things."

Of course Dalyan knew what the so-called invitation Sherlock said was: Do you want to date me?

Of course Darian didn't answer his question.

In fact—this is not really a problem.

That's what Sherlock is like. Although he didn't say it on the surface, he actually has his own plans.Whether it is in life or in investigating cases, most of the time, everyone's every move, any trace of performance will be simply predicted by him, but every time it is abnormally accurate.

Therefore, the current Dalyan is different from what he imagined, playing cards out of common sense-this phenomenon always makes Sherlock interested.

Haven't you said it many times?He likes to pursue excitement.

Dalyan glanced at Sherlock, and then quickly looked away. She doesn't really want to stare at Sherlock for two or three seconds now, lest the other party deduce something that seems really reasonable. fallacy.

Gee.

Dalyan obviously didn't take Sherlock's talk to heart, so she didn't answer his question, but just spread the cards in her hand on the table.

And said: "Okay, I admit defeat, take your time!"

There was a hint of powerlessness in her tone of being dominated by a famous detective's IQ.

To be honest, if this card is replaced by //un/clothes/mahjong, no one present besides Sherlock himself should be able to escape punishment...

Ugh.

Thinking of this, Dalyan became even more resistant to playing cards.When she loosened her fingers, she even moved the bench, further away from the "battlefield" just now.

Originally, she was not good at poker.Even if she held any family gatherings in the past, she also belonged to the type who could only stand by and watch, but still didn't quite understand.

Now this is called driving ducks to the shelves, and I must lose all the games.

But in fact, Dalyan's words only made Sherlock who was sitting next to her feel regretful.The other two people didn't really want to be crushed again - if they lost again, their wife would have lost.

Watson and Lestrade understood, and also followed Darien's footsteps in quitting the card game.

Sherlock was even more depressed——

Although he took the first step in actively socializing in his life for the first time, in fact, this was not his original intention.

He just wanted to tell Dalyan a reason that she would never be able to refuse, at least, from her current point of view, she couldn't find any good reason to refuse.

Even—forget it, he should admit that he was actually a little interested in "playing a card game together".After all, generally no one is willing to play this game with him, and of course it is one to be able to cheat one.but……

He suddenly thought of something, and then his suspicious eyes drifted to Darian's face again.

At this moment, the dark-haired girl rested her elbows on the table and rested her chin, listening attentively to what Watson sitting opposite her said.There was no expression on his face at the moment, it was a bit like the kind of porcelain puppets that are always displayed and sold in the window.It's just - the price is too expensive, and generally no one buys it, so when the specific season disappears, it can only stay in the warehouse and quietly shed ashes.

But... she has never participated in any similar activities with herself, why does she keep showing a very refusal look when she hears the suggestion of playing a card game?The expression on his face couldn't be more obvious, and the words "Sherlock is about to start persecuting people again" are clearly written.

Sherlock remained skeptical, and carefully recalled Darian's performance at that time, trying to find more strange things.

Then... Without any suspense, the suspicion in his heart became heavier.

Plus, I could even remember my birthday clearly...

During this period of time, he didn't have any cases to entertain, and now, he lost the superficial and short-term happiness in front of him, which made Mr. Detective even more depressed.

He couldn't help but peeked at the girl next to him again, only to find that the latter's marble-like pale face suddenly became vivid.Like a statue, suddenly brought to life.

Darian seemed to have heard some joke Watson said, and then laughed unabashedly.

very good--

Sherlock suddenly became angry.

How could she be so happy without him!

What's even worse is that Lestrade actually joined in.The atmosphere of the three is very happy.

Hell, he's such a boring guy...

Sherlock snorted coldly, neither intending to join their chat nor getting up to leave.

His depression became concrete——

I saw that Sherlock turned his eyes away, and withdrew his eyes glued to Dalyan's face as fast as he could in his life, trying to mobilize other thoughts to fill his messy brain at the moment.However, his eyes are always disobedient, and every time within two seconds, they will float on Daryan's face again.

He couldn't help wondering, what happened to him?

It is clear that he is depressed here, but the instigator has no influence at all, and he is even happier than being with him.

He turned his head this time, cutting off any leeway his eyes could give way.After all, he is a human being with his head on his neck and cannot rotate 360 ​​degrees like an owl.

However, after a few more minutes, Sherlock didn't even bother to count how many times the second hand on the wall clock rolled silently - he felt that the atmosphere in the whole living room was extremely stalemate, and it was nothing like passing the day difference.Obviously, he was the one who proposed this damn activity!

Darian still has no intention of talking to him, which frustrates Sherlock.

He didn't make any extra noise, just shook his head, and he could even read a little self-defeating.

Who would have thought that Mr. Detective, who is famous abroad, would become the "left out" party in such a small private gathering?

A new 3 minutes passed.

Dalyan still didn't change anything.

Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Darian, I'm sick."

The voice was neither loud nor low, but it was just enough to be heard clearly by her beside her.

... lest she renege on her debts and pretend to don't understand to donkey him.

Afterwards, his eyes fell on the two tool men opposite him, and he handed over the knife without hesitation.

Dalyan naturally also felt the change in the atmosphere, and she couldn't help but answer Sherlock's words, so she still looked back at Sherlock.but--

She responded without distraction: "I know, you should go to bed early! Remember, the body is the capital of revolution, and you can't suffer yourself if you suffer anything."

Although this is the case, she will not forget to make a rainbow fart as usual, "Especially a genius like you who has a lot of mental activities, you know?"

Watson couldn't help laughing, and Lestrade was not much better.

Sherlock was quite upset, and after a moment's hesitation, he realized that Darian was coaxing him like a primary school student again.

Is he that naive?

"I'm really sick." Sherlock repeated again, with a different kind of seriousness on his expression.

But Darian was determined not to be confused by his face, "Then?"

She knew that even if Sherlock really wanted to say something earth-shattering and weeping, it would be impossible in front of the remaining two light bulbs (crossed out).

Soon, Sherlock thought of another good idea.

So easily, he turned over the steps on his own, his eyes moved, and he said something more important to him.

"All the evidence present points to one thing, and you are all idle." He said, taking out two dice out of nowhere, "In that case—how about guessing the dice? Any ingenuity needed."

Dalyan was thinking about what Sherlock was doing again, but unexpectedly, the latter directly revealed his purpose, or the tail of the fox, which was really not in line with the norm.

Generally, if this guy wants to deceive people, he will definitely use his excellent acting skills to trap the prey in, and then he will reveal the vivid disguise on himself.

Really...

"Just guess the point size." Sherlock's words couldn't be more concise.

Lestrade had a puzzled look on his face, "What's the point of just guessing the number?"

Watson quickly picked up his words, and handed over a heart-pounding (?) proposal, "You can bet money, but if you lose, you can bet on truth or dare. I feel that there are many choices..."

He also just raised his mouth in a casual tone, but Dalian felt that something was wrong.

This seems to be Sherlock's real purpose, right?

But it wasn't him who made the suggestion.

"Let's bet money, how about?" It was impossible to refuse, and Dalyan could only compromise.

Lestrade refused without thinking, "No, it's not terrible to be poor. The terrible thing is that I'm the poor one."

His small treasury had already been won by Sherlock a lot in the card game just now, and he couldn't stand the second injury anymore.

Darian: ...

"Truth or Dare, roll the dice and guess the size. If you guess wrong, you can choose one of the two." Watson gave the second proposal very face-saving, but he didn't change his face.

"Hands up if you agree."

Three to one, very good.

Dalyan looked indifferently at Sherlock next to him and raised his hand without hesitation. The latter even forgot that he once said that playing this kind of game is a waste of time.

Perhaps the nature of human beings is a double standard.

They moved very quickly, and soon started the first round of dice rolling.Because the container containing the dice is opaque, no one can see what's inside.

Because I was afraid that Sherlock would be old/thousand or something, so... it was Watson who shook it.

Dalyan said that she didn't want to touch this QUQ at all

Her eyes were not fixed on the roll of the dice like the others.I can't see anything anyway...

The opaque container was turned upside down on the table by Watson, and it was possible to guess—the person who shook it was responsible for asking questions or making requests, while the other three guessed.