Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

Forget it,? I don't want to look back at this kind of past.

Dalyan thought like this, trying to take back the excessively scattered thoughts.But it is one thing to think simple, but it is often not so easy to actually do it.

Just listening to the few words revealed by Sherlock's slightly indifferent tone, Daryan felt that the grilled mackerel in front of him was not tasty.

The fresh and tender fish mixed with lemon juice that was originally sent into the mouth now has the illusion of being stuck in the throat,? The handle of the fork held in the hand is squeezed tightly and then loosened,? When thoughts are flying around like fallen leaves in the autumn wind , but there is no doubt that there is a calm expression on his face.

——To put it simply,? It is very restless.

Guilty has always been a very mysterious thing, once this feeling appears,? Then you will immediately feel the pale tension hanging from the whole heart, and,? Want to take a step back.

"Everything about that memory is rather vague, which is very—unbelievable." Sherlock nodded, his words were ingenious.

John seemed to have heard some of his true intentions, and while wondering in his heart, he decided to move away from this topic, which was not very good for Dalyan.

There are new worries after the troubles have passed, and there are also new topics after the topic has passed.

"Sherlock—"

Sherlock should have seen what John was trying to say, sitting next to him, so he directed the fire on Darien even faster.

"What do you think?"

Dalyan was silent for a moment, and found that no one else wanted to reply to Sherlock, so she said hesitantly, "Are you talking to me?"

She really wanted to hang a wooden sign on her body that said "Don't cue, be beautiful alone",? Harm.

Before the impatient look appeared on Sherlock's face, Dalyan organized her words, "What,? I think...it's normal for people's memories to become blurred and unclear. I I often don’t remember clearly, but in fact, they are all irrelevant things, so don’t worry about them.”

She felt that what she said now was very reasonable.After all, it should be impossible for most people to replay their own memories with an outrageously high accuracy, right?

Human memory is like a castle built of sand by the sea, which will peel off and collapse with the salty sea breeze, and eventually become a blur.

But unfortunately, Sherlock does not belong to that "majority".

The man lowered his eyelashes slightly, his undiminished gaze was well concealed, "Did we really not know each other before?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I believe in a perfect match. Besides, you already know that I have crossed the line—" Sherlock smiled slightly, "even my birthday, food preferences, daily activity hobbies, life experiences, and even more sensitive feelings Shi knows it all."

Dalyan was confused by the word "a perfect match", before she could react, she was caught off guard by his next words.

Every time Sherlock mentioned a range, her face turned pale and red.

She really knew... Besides, she had revealed it in front of Sherlock inadvertently before.Mistake.

It felt like a public execution.

"You are clearly a celebrity on the Internet, and you can find out these things as long as you are careful." Dalyan insisted, and found an excuse in just a few seconds.

In fact, if you add the status of a lover, it would be normal for her to know all of this—but now the point is that she doesn't have it, so it feels weird, as if Dalyan is the one who actively pursues.

How can it be.The active party in this relationship, whether past or present, is Sherlock Holmes only.

"Are you really my fan?"

Darian felt that the cloud of suspicion on the other party's head was so thick that it couldn't be more obvious, but she could only silently admit her so-called fandom to the famous detective.

Hehe, I have to pay back all the lies I told in the past.

Darian didn't want to continue the subject, but any subject she started at the moment would give the impression that she was busy covering something up, so she wanted John to talk.

But her idea couldn't be too obvious, so she chose a more subtle method - kick John, so that he should understand in seconds.

Just do it, never dawdle.

She still propped her elbows on the table, her lips were tightly pressed and she didn't reply to Sherlock's words, she seemed to be thinking about something seriously.However, in private, he found the right position and kicked lightly, seemingly unintentionally.The strength is not strong, at most it is just enough to make people notice.

But the expression on John's face, who was sitting opposite her, didn't change at all, as if he didn't notice this at all.

Row--

Unexpectedly, he was so dull, unmoved, and even couldn't help but want to hear Sherlock continue talking.

Dalyan didn't do anything, and then moved subtly.

What puzzled her was that this time she gave more strength than before, but the other party still didn't have any reaction to it.

Before Dalyan's disbelief was over, she moved again.

Wait, wait a minute?

Dalyan secretly thought something was wrong, and at the same time, she keenly felt that another person's gaze was steadily falling on her - the sharp feeling made her feel like a thorn in her back.

She shifted her eyes slightly, and immediately met Sherlock's eyes with unknown meaning.

Oops, kicked the wrong person.

For Sherlock, it's really not just as simple as being kicked.

Because, if it's not about being kicked, it's more like...

tease.

Dalyan's strength was not great, and besides, even with the cover of the hanging tablecloth, it was still impossible to really make any big moves.Therefore, in Sherlock's eyes, this is completely different from the concept of "kicking people" in his mind, and at most it can only be regarded as a small child's fight under certain conditions.

After feeling the subtle touch from the place just below the knee, Sherlock had to admit that he also had a moment of sluggishness.

After this moment of sluggishness, he quickly found an excuse for Dalyan—with her personality, the possibility of her doing such a thing is even slimmer than the possibility of an asteroid hitting the earth .

She must have been careless.

Even though this idea had already appeared in his mind, he still honestly glanced at Daryan opposite him from the corner of his eye.

The next second, she actually came again, and the expression on her face was extremely flat.

Compared to kicking—well, he might need a more appropriate adjective.

It's rubbing.

Sherlock suddenly didn't want to continue this eating activity, but to do other more far-reaching things.

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