Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

Although he thought so,? But until he got off the plane and walked out of the airport,? He still didn't ask for the exit.

It was the first time for him to feel that the obstacles in front of him were so complicated and difficult.

After all, just looking at that face,? It is completely impossible to speak out the language that was completely organized before.

And Darian obviously didn't notice Sherlock's strangeness. From the time she got off the flight and stepped on the land belonging to London, her thoughts were sucked away by something else.

Even though the memories belonging to the past were still vividly imprinted in her mind, she still had an illusion of distortion in her heart.

Originally, she had made up her mind that she would never come back again.

Her family, friendship, and love are buried here. To her, the word "London" is not just the name of a city, but also has many special meanings.

London has rainy and foggy weather all year round, and this time is no exception.At the end of spring, the sky still looked gloomy and foggy, but when the raindrops fell from among the layers of clouds and hit the ground to form small dimples, Dalyan did not feel bored. Washed away the original car exhaust smell in the city, making the air fresh again.

They went to the convenience store to buy a few umbrellas. Before opening the umbrellas, Dalyan slightly raised her head to look at the sky.

The rain seemed to fall into her heart.

Although Darian hadn't been to Sherlock's house, Sherlock Holmes Manor for almost ten years,? But just think about it for a while, and the route would clearly emerge in her mind.

Sherlock has always believed that most social interactions in human society are useless, so he did not go to public school like others when he was a teenager, but hired tutors to teach the "necessary" knowledge on his behalf.Naturally, his home is not in the downtown area, but in the outer suburbs of London.

Darian still remembered that there were green red roses planted in that quiet manor.Because, when she first stepped there, she happened to be fascinated by the delicate flowers, and then she was coldly complained by Sherlock.

Moreover, even though a tutor was invited to teach knowledge on the surface, but after only two months, the so-called tutor—that is, her father, really had no need to continue teaching Sherlock.

"For things that I'm not good at, I want to do it quickly."

That's what the guy with the black curly hair said.He really has no interest in the subjects required by the middle school, such as history and language. Even if art is listed as a major course, what he is good at is only the violin, and there is no need to memorize those art histories.

But it's hard for ordinary people to achieve high IQ.While Dalyan was still struggling with mathematical reasoning about geometric relationships in two-dimensional and three-dimensional spaces, Sherlock had already learned a lot of AP courses.

Dalyan still doesn't understand until now. He clearly understands everything, but he still forced out some unnecessary knowledge gaps, just to keep his tutor, Mr. Hoyle.

If it's just to laugh at her homework every day, then there's no need to spend so much trouble...

In the taxi, perhaps it was because of Dalian's silence that John, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, spoke up, ready to liven up the atmosphere.

"It's a little strange to go to Sherlock's house for the first time."

Dalyan couldn't quite understand why John had such a mood, and it was clear that she was the one who should have the most strange mood now.

"It's nothing," Dalyan said after thinking about it, "There is a first time for everything."

Sherlock looked at her for a long time before saying to John, "Although I can't understand why you have such an idea, but the manor has a large area, so you don't have to worry about finding your place."

Dalyan chuckled.

John:? ? ? ? ?

That's not what he meant at all!

It's just that although he is not as socially sparse as Sherlock himself, it is really rare to go to other people's houses to eat and drink (?).I have to add another one, rubbing sleep.

To be reasonable, he just wanted to express his complicated feelings—even on such occasions, he still played the role of an infinitely similar light bulb stuck between lovers and emitting discordant lights.

Well, the two people sitting in the back row are not lovers yet, but Watson thinks there is something interesting.

What if it's a vampire?It's okay to have interspecies love.

The faint smile on the girl's face made Sherlock take a few extra glances.

Dalyan said, "There are many types of plants planted in the manor, and there are red roses in it—very pretty."

Of course, she said this to John.

Before John could respond, Sherlock said, "How do you know there are red roses in it?"

Dalyan was stunned for a while, then stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, "Uh, this..."

She shifted her gaze forward with a guilty conscience, only to find that Watson's subtle expression was reflected in the rearview mirror in front of her.

... She didn't want to do this either.

Darian's original crisp voice suddenly became dry at this moment, "I guess. You know—"

"Oh?" Sherlock's eyes became more suspicious.

"There will be all kinds of plants in the manor, otherwise it would look too empty, wouldn't it? As for why red roses—I like red roses."

"What a coincidence," he said. "I have a friend who likes it too."

Darian blinked slowly, not understanding what Sherlock meant at this time.

He glanced at Darien, and then a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Although she is allergic to pollen, she always likes beautiful things superficially uncharacteristically—it just so happens that roses are pollinated by insects. Airborne pollens are generally small enough to cause no allergies."

"Like you, isn't it?"

The moment his gaze wandered back again, it became slow, as if he was attracted by something on Darian.

The space in the car was already small, even though Sherlock deliberately lowered his voice, when it reached Darien's ears, not only did the pressure contained in the exploration not ease, but it added a layer of inexplicable feeling .

The owner of that deep and pleasant voice couldn't be closer to her - as long as she turned her head, she could get a glimpse of the other person's face and that small part of exposed skin.

And all the girl had to do was to say something casually and successfully divert his attention away.In that case, she could have more time and opportunities to just look at him like this.

A strange feeling settled in her heart.

Perhaps, what she really wants is not "just look at him like this"... At least, the essence of being a vampire in her bones has not produced any benign changes under the current disguise.

Sure enough...

Darian quietly moved a little closer to the car window.

She was a little at a loss, "Yes, a little..."

"There are quite a few people with hay fever allergies in the world—" Dalyan suddenly grasped a blind spot, "But I'm not superficial at all, after all, people like you who have a weird temper and occasionally have a poisonous tongue, I don't care. We can already get along very well. If I were a little more superficial, I would have quit the job long ago."

"Really?" He lowered his eyes, just covering the flickering light in his pupils, "Tell me, what did you pick from me?"

Darian was speechless.

She just said it casually, and besides, answering this kind of question, no matter what kind of answer you finally give, is a kind of suspicion of boasting... It is impossible for Sherlock not to know.

"I don't want to draw anything," Daryan said. "I just want you to be Sherlock Holmes, okay?"

And Sherlock Holmes in her mouth gave a rare silence at this moment.

After Dalyan finished speaking, it didn't take long before the destination arrived.

The rain, too, suddenly dwindled—what had been heavy enough to knock the petals of the roses off the flower beds was now nothing more than a drizzle.

Because the manor is in the outskirts of the country, and it always rains in London, the road is inevitably muddy.

But surprisingly, Sherlock's parents, who originally lived here, left to travel around the world a few months ago, so it is impossible for him not to know that the manor has been idle for several months.

Darian originally thought that Sherlock came back to spend more time with his parents or something, but he didn't expect such a warm reason to be used.In short, he only came back when no one was in the manor, not for the so-called "going home".

For a person like Sherlock, it may be much more interesting to investigate the case alone than to stay with the parents.

Dalyan suddenly felt that she had been cheated.

Although Sherlock didn't actually say why he went back to the manor, Dalyan suddenly felt as if he had become a prey. When he walked into the forest, he was caught by a trap hidden under the dry grass and couldn't move. .

Let's hope it's just an illusion...

The traces left by ten years in this manor are not too obvious, and everything still maintains its original appearance without any major changes.

Even walking into the villa, the shooting guns hung on the wall are placed at the same angle as before.

Dalian stopped looking around, but instead lowered her eyelashes and lowered her head to look at the ground.

Almost every decoration in this house will arouse Dalyan's memories of the past.

But looking at the past is pointless.

John's attention was immediately focused on the shot//gun hanging on the wall. To be honest, he is also a good hand with a //gun/.

He glanced at Sherlock, who agreed without hesitation to take it down and take a look.

None of this mattered to him.

Because Darian always attracted his attention more than anything else.

Generally speaking, when you come to a certain place for the first time, your eyes will always wander around, in order to get familiar with the current environment as soon as possible, so as to better integrate into it.

However, Dalyan withdrew her gaze from the very beginning, ordering it to stop and not to diverge.This is obviously impractical.

It felt as if she had been here many times before.

"Sherlock, what do you want to do when you come back here and call the two of us together?"

After hearing what John said, Darian finally broke through the sluggish state just now.

John asked exactly what she wanted to ask, too.

Of course, Sherlock would never admit that the reason why he called Watson in was just to make Dalyan not hesitate about it.

He knows that some things cannot be done even in the name of skin hunger//thirst.

The expression on Sherlock's face remained unchanged, "Of course it's not just as simple as "going home". "

The girl's eyes moved.

"It's just—" he made some nonsense, "while preparing to leave and return here, I also received one or two small cases, and I need your help."

Darien/John: ?

"But you should have known that your parents were not at home, so since they are not at home, what's the point of you coming back?" Dalyan asked.

Sherlock took a deep look at her, and then replied lightly, "I don't know."

His brows and eyes were just right with a hint of depression, "You don't believe me?"

"Of course I do!" Dalyan's affirmative words popped out like this, because she couldn't stand Sherlock like this the most.The next second her voice dropped again, "But..."

"But..." Dalyan still felt very strange, "You are so smart, if you say that you need John, it is only natural, after all, he used to be a military doctor. But... you shouldn't need me, right? I really can't think of it Any reason you need me."

Her tone was a little flat, but what she said this time was indeed something she had seriously thought about.

"Who said that? Of course I need you." Sherlock frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with what Dalyan said at the moment.

"You think yourself worthless in my eyes?"

"I can't imagine..." Dalyan sighed, "Don't tell me what skin hunger//thirst is."

"Of course not." Sherlock denied, but he didn't say what value Dalyan had in his eyes.

It was just Sherlock's whim that Darya invited her to the Sherlock Holmes Manor - he can just do whatever he wants sometimes.

"Would you like to go up and have a look?" He changed the subject.

Darian shook her head reflexively, she didn't want to go up!But she knew Sherlock very well - the invitations he usually made were not real invitations, because there was no negative option at all.Sherlock is also a man with a strong desire to control. To a certain extent, he likes accidents, but he can control them every time.

So she turned to Watson who was not far away to ask for help, but the latter was looking at the beautiful hunting//gun carefully, and did not give her any peripheral vision at all.

I want to cry without tears.

After Sherlock knew who she was looking at, his face darkened.

Is it that hard to just look at him—?

Without any suspense, under his deep gaze, Dalyan had no choice but to walk upstairs step by step.

How could Darian not know what's upstairs?

Sherlock's room was at the end of the corridor, and his room wasn't even on the same floor as Mycroft's.Of course, that was what Sherlock meant, because Mycroft was always sneaking his favorite sweets into Sherlock's room, which annoyed the latter very much.

But later—he was really fragrant.

Because Darian is also a goldfish brain and likes sweets.If there was one in his room, she would be willing to run to his room.

Although Sherlock doesn't like dealing with ordinary humans in his eyes, he knows a little bit about the most basic so-called "manipulating people's hearts".Knowing that if you want to get close to someone, you have to take advantage of it, whether it is the items you hold or its own charm.All kinds of benefits are based on the other party's acceptance as the premise and purpose.

Even though Darian's father was his governess and would come to the manor every day to give him lessons, Darian didn't come often.She was studying in school. After all, people like Sherlock are rare in modern society.

And she didn't want to come a few times at first. After all, Sherlock at that time was completely what the adults called "other people's children". A gilded deity/buddha that needs to be enshrined.Every time he comes, he will be forced to have an extremely strong contrast with the excellent Sherlock.Thinking about it now, Dalyan also feels sorry for her little self at that time.

Being abused by a famous detective actually started so early!

Later... as the saying goes, love makes people lose their minds, and Darien, who was successfully bewitched by Sherlock, ran here every day.

Some things, even thinking about it now, are still quite unbearable.

For example, she was pinched by Sherlock against the door of his bedroom and kissed secretly.

"Don't bark, they won't find out," he had said at the time.

He liked seeing only him reflected in Darian's clear eyes, and vice versa.

Seeing that her thoughts were about to drift to the sky, Dalyan sweated for herself.

I saw that Sherlock had already opened the door at the end of the corridor, and his movements were very familiar.

"Want to see it?" Sherlock asked, and Darian had no choice but to follow him in.

There wasn't much dust in Sherlock's room.His room is always simple, and there is no display of strong personal style.However, a pirate ship model placed on a hollowed-out shelf successfully attracted Dalyan's attention.

It was a wooden pirate ship model, made very realistic and straight, and even the arc of the sail was just right.

When Sherlock was a child, he kept claiming that he wanted to be a pirate.

That's what Mycroft had told her, of course - Sherlock's eccentricity had already been on display by the time she'd met her.He always regarded himself as the most mature person in the family, and of course he would not talk about his dream of going to sea and becoming a pirate all day long like he did when he was a child.

But when Dalyan was told about this by Mycroft, she was secretly surprised for a long time.

After all, at that time, Sherlock looked so serious on the surface, but he didn't expect to be so dissolute and love freedom behind his back.

But she said it anyway.

"Do you want to be a pirate?" The girl held a ballpoint pen in her hand, poked a few times aimlessly on the exercise book, and suddenly raised her head and asked.

At that time, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, and immediately pressed the opponent's little head without hesitation, making her continue to look at the question.

He reacted very quickly, and when Daryan was out of sight, he gave Mycroft a hard look at the door.And the latter gave him an identically beating smile.

The answer is of course no.

The girl was a little depressed for a while, "I just wanted to say that I want to be a pirate too. How comfortable it is to blow the sea breeze and not have to do homework. If it were me, I would go to ROATAN!"

This is what Sherlock didn't expect, "Do you still know ROATAN?"

ROATAN Island has the second largest coral reef group in the world. The island became the base of hundreds of pirate gangs in the 17th century, including the very famous Captain Morgan and LaurensdeGraff in history. There are rumors that there are many undiscovered treasures there. *.

"Of course!"

Sherlock suddenly became interested, "Pirates can only drink rum, as long as you can drink—" His tone is a bit like sarcasm, "I'm afraid you will fall into the sea to feed the fish as soon as you fall over."

"Stop looking down on people!" Dalyan was a little unconvinced, "I will study hard!"

"How to learn by drinking?"

Dalyan was speechless suddenly, "But anyway... Anyway - I think steering is not bad! I can steer for you!"

"I think if you take the helm, the ship will capsize." Sherlock smiled, "However, it can be considered."

Sherlock noticed that Dalyan was looking at the pirate ship model, but he didn't say anything, he just thought of something else.

He used to have a governess, yes, but... that person had the same last name as Darian, Hoyle.

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