Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

But she couldn't afford to hesitate any longer,? By the time she realized it, she had been brought into the cable car by Sherlock.

Dalyan just wanted to protest, but felt something unusual, and immediately withdrew her hand in a desperate manner.

Unexpectedly,? I was taken advantage of by this guy again.

Dalyan thought carefully about what happened a few seconds ago.

According to common sense, such a brief contact is actually not what she needs to take to heart at all, but Sherlock himself can't make people really take it lightly no matter what he does.Even in a short period of time,? He can discover many things that ordinary people can't notice at all.

Although there was indeed a bit of physical contact, there was a thin layer of clothing covering the wrist when he was holding his wrist... Then, it should be okay...

Darian watched as Sherlock sat down on one side,? She thought about it, and finally decided to sit opposite the man,? This might be a safer and more appropriate distance.

But she just took such a small step, and Sherlock's eye knife swept over.

He really didn't say anything, but when his eyes fell on her, Dalyan clearly felt...

"Sit in the opposite position? When the sun sets, the setting sun will come in at a [-]-degree angle." He finally said, "You don't like the sun shining on the back of your neck for a long time, do you?"

Darian tilted his head, and Sherlock patted the empty seat next to him at this moment.

The cable car here is not a single seat, and he is gesturing for her to go over.

For Darian, basking in the sun once in a while, and basking in the sun often are two completely different things.Although she only stayed on this cable car for three or ten minutes at best, Sherlock was right,? Whether it was because of her own personality or because of her vampire physique, she didn't like that.

Yes, he is a master mind reader.

"Then you can sit across from me, too."

"Please, first come, first served." Sherlock's words sounded a little punchy, "I'm sharing a shaded and comfortable seat with you now, and you should be grateful to me."

Immediately, all worries in Dalyan's heart disappeared.

"However—" he changed the topic, and his tone was still so relaxed, "I don't really have any hope."

"Why did you come here?" Dalyan couldn't wait to say what was in her heart as soon as she sat down.

"Because..." Sherlock just said "because" softly, but the following words suddenly disappeared.

He now feels that he has touched a corner of the truth.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" He didn't answer Darian's question, but changed the subject casually.

Sherlock doesn't like to ask random questions, which is a bit abnormal.And most of the time, when a person asks a certain question, he must have the answer in his heart.

"Ah? No." Dalyan was surprised by his question, and the ominous premonition deepened.

"You mean—no?" He lowered his eyebrows, but the emotion contained in his words was not as soft as he seemed on the surface at this time.

"Well," the girl risked, "I do."

"I... I once secretly said bad things about you."

Fearing that he might misunderstand something, Dalyan quickly waved her hands, "But it's definitely not that kind of bad word!"

"Then?"

"And..." Dalyan counted in her heart, and it felt like there were really a lot, and then she sighed remorsefully, "It's a bit too much to count... How about turning the chapter over?"

Turning her gaze, she saw that the window behind the opposite seat was indeed as Sherlock had expected, the slightly scorching sun came in from there, and just fell on her white ankles.

Fortunately, I did not sit opposite.

Indeed, today's sunset is a bit strong.

Sherlock seldom does meaningless things, but Darian seems to have a kind of magic power, which keeps him trapped again and again.

Because he also concealed the fact that he already had the antidote to skin hunger//thirst, he even learned to ignore some of the events that Dalyan concealed.

but……

This symptom cannot always be the reason he uses to keep the other party.

Even though he already had some clues about some things she was hiding, he still wanted to hear her tell the truth herself.

... He really doesn't seem to care much about so-called supernatural events.

"Are you really ignorant or fake?"

"That's not what I meant." Sherlock interrupted Darien a little annoyed, "I just want to ask, are you—"

He suddenly moved closer, and every time he got closer, Darian would back up a little, until she was locked in the corner of the cable car by her actions, unable to retreat.

Staring at the other person's face, he suddenly couldn't say what he had prepared.

On Darian's face, it felt like time didn't stop there for even a quarter of an hour.It's nice and familiar.

Instead, Dalyan felt a strange touch on her slender neck.

At this time, her carotid artery was not beating at all.

Sure enough, it would be dangerous to be so close to Sherlock.

she thinks.

At the first moment, I felt that all the blood around me was flowing from my limbs to my brain, and my face suddenly burned.But after a few seconds, it's back to a goddamn calm.

Sherlock didn't intend to let go - his palm remained motionless as it had been at first.Speaking of it, the temperature of Sherlock's hand is not too high, it is obviously warm and cool, but in contrast to Darien, it suddenly shows a scorching feeling.

Darian wanted to say something, but she couldn't find any suitable reason, nor could she form any suitable sentences.

Facts do speak louder than words.

The sun dimmed.

Dalyan was silent, awaiting his final judgment.

She wasn't quite sure if he knew it all or just some of it...but either way it sounded awful.

And she believed that no matter what she said at this moment, a lonely and frustrated expression would appear on the already stern face of the other party.Annoyance is also possible.

There were only a few lights left around, and after a while, Sherlock smiled softly.

Darian stared at him intently, without blinking.

"Do you think I'll blame you, or despise you?"

Darian:?

"You're a vampire." He said the statement without hesitation.

"So what?"

Darian's heartstrings vibrated slightly with his words.

He moved closer, forcing Darian to look up and meet his gaze.

While the detective's eyes were still as firm as ever, suddenly, the wall of Darien's heart collapsed.

"I don't care." Sherlock said, "It doesn't matter if you want to suck blood, I can reluctantly be your mobile blood bag."

Darian didn't expect him to say that, it seemed...it seemed as if he hadn't recovered his memory.

"That's different." Dalyan refused without thinking, "We..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was kissed.

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