[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

"Are you sure it's a good idea for us to bring it back?"

Watson was expressionless and good-tempered. He didn't want to recall how the two of them worked so hard to bring such a large whalebill back to 221B Baker Street without anyone noticing.

"Mrs. Hudson will kill us!"

221B is just a small apartment, the ceiling is not bad, but the capacity is not very large.

And look at what they're doing now?

Put a big bird in the room?

Did the lease agreement signed at the beginning include items such as prohibition of keeping animals?

The sudden Watson really couldn't remember those details. He wanted to ask Sherlock, but he choked up again. To be honest, he doubted very much that Sherlock had never signed any lease agreement.

This product still has no nutritional comfort.

"Nothing, Watson. As long as we keep quiet, she won't know."

Listen, it's a matter of course, speaking as if Mrs. Hudson was blind.

Sherlock doesn't think highly of Mrs. Hudson. Obviously, in his eyes, the landlord's IQ is not enough to make him worry. Moreover, 95% of the people on the earth, including Watson, are actually in this land. within range.

Watson was very powerless.

"Sherlock." He made one last struggle.

Sherlock persisted.

So Watson gave up, and they led the shoebill upstairs.

Sherlock took the lead and entered the room first. He seemed to have paused at that moment. Fortunately, the shoebill stork's speed was very slow, and walking up the stairs was a technical task for it, so it didn't bump into Sherlock.

Then Sherlock entered the living room and tidied up his sofa.

The shoebill walked to the other side of the living room, trying to find a place for itself.Watson was the last to come in, and he took off his coat and hung it up with a deep sigh of relief.

"My God, don't do it again," Watson sighed.

Daidai chose to huddle his wings, neck and claws in the corner of the living room.

It just nestled there, watching them motionless.

After about half a minute.

Watson felt a little guilty.

The shoebill also gave up standing and sat down on the carpet.

The kind with crossed legs.

Watson gestured forward with both hands. "...I think we're cruel to animals. Sherlock, it's a bird and it shouldn't be in the living room!" Especially in such a small living room.

"that's not important."

Sherlock had already crouched in front of Dazed, holding a magnifying glass and hitting the Shoebill's beak.

Dazed:? !

Startled and winced.

Unaware, Sherlock continued to get closer, almost putting a magnifying glass on the bird's beak to check carefully, then picked up the big wings, and drilled down to check the marks on the feathers.

Dazed:? ! ? !

Draw back the wings.

Sherlock was dissatisfied that his inspection was interrupted, but the wings were really not important, so he shifted his gaze again, this time grabbing the deadly bird claw with his bare hands, and pulled it to his face.

an examination.

Dazed: ...

The shoebill suddenly wondered if he was too talkative.

"Sherlock!" Watson exclaimed.

Sherlock, who was obsessed with searching for clues, raised his head slowly, just facing the abyss-like throat of the whalebill stork, opened the bird's beak blankly, and took Sherlock's wise head with his big mouth.

"No! I know Sherlock is annoying, but he's really not food!"

Watson immediately rushed up and grabbed the whalebill's mouth, trying to break it open.This is a mouth that is enough to pierce metal directly, and Watson's strength can't break it.After trying in vain, Watson quickly turned his brain and shouted:

"Think about it! There is a saying in the East: what you eat is what you eat! You don't want to be like Sherlock, do you?!"

Sherlock: "..." I Fvck thank you.

To Watson's surprise, the shoebill seemed to understand.

Its small eyes widened a little, and its expression changed rapidly, from unbelievable to full of doubt, and finally fell silent, as if it began to think about Tori.

If its character becomes like Sherlock Holmes...

It's almost conceivable that Stark would look at him with disgust, while Batman would put him in a cage.

Dazed: ...

I have to say that this threat was quite effective, so Dazed immediately hesitated.

It doesn't care if it's stupid or not, but if it's as rude and convulsive as this human being, the shoebill is not too happy.

Stark and Bruce would hate it.

So Daidai quickly let go, and shook his wings, using the wind to send the two of them to the opposite corner of the wall.

It has to protect its own head.

Especially the emotional intelligence part.

Sherlock: "..." Even he felt the disgust from this big bird.

"This is our house." Sherlock tried to protest.

Watson hurriedly stopped between him and the Shoebill stork, emphasizing: "It's a VU (vulnerable species), Sherlock! It's already very troublesome to bring it back, you can't hurt it."

"It's all mutated. As if it could contribute anything else to the reproduction of the Shoebill?"

Sherlock continued to protest, but because Watson stopped him, he couldn't get closer.

Dumbly conned Kang Sherlock and Kang Kang Huasheng again, as if he understood something.

Outside, Sherlock thought this way and that way, but when they returned to this home and faced life problems, it was obvious that Watson was in charge.

Dumbly blinked the nictitating membrane.

Opening his mouth, he grabbed the corner of Watson's clothes and tugged.

"Da." Hungry.

Watson, who has almost zero animal language ability: ...?

"You can't fight." He raised his hand to block the whalebill's mouth.

Dazed: ...

The Shoebill obviously forgot that most humans cannot communicate with it, Damian is the Furry True Love Party, Stark may be because of his strong thinking jumping ability, and Batman is probably well-informed.

And now it is facing these two, Sherlock is a patient with logical obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Watson's attributes are also honest, and he can't connect with the brain circuit of the whalebill at all.

And there is a classmate Sherlock who is completely immersed in his own world.

Sherlock probably felt unable to communicate with Watson, so he turned angrily and went to the kitchen.

The whalebill's eyes followed Sherlock's eyes, and when it saw the refrigerator in the kitchen, it suddenly had an idea. It shrank its neck and approached the refrigerator, hooked the edge of the refrigerator door with the tip of its beak, and opened the refrigerator with a flick. .

……

head?

Hood?

A hood with a human face?

The Shoebill thought.

Obviously, it is difficult for a shoebill to understand why there is a human head in the refrigerator. It just thinks it is something like a red hood, or a mask or something.

I have seen the Avengers wear that kind of face mask, and I have seen the bats and birds take off the Robin mask, as well as various hoods, hoods, helmets, hats, glasses, camouflage films, etc.

This is nothing surprising, it seems to be normal human equipment.

So he poked his mouth in blankly, trying to get the head out.

It's a pity that its mouth is too big, and it got stuck between the upper and lower partitions, and couldn't reach the human head. Instead, the arched refrigerator made a loud noise.

Watson:! ! !

"Sherlock! I told you not to put human heads in the refrigerator!" Watson rushed up immediately, ignoring the danger of such a big bird, grabbed the whalebill by the neck, and dragged it with all his might Come out: "That can't be eaten!"

Ok.

At least Watson got the information that the bird was hungry.

Looking at classmate Sherlock who was only focused on saving his own frozen head, Watson sighed tiredly, while putting on his coat, he gave instructions.

"You, stay at home and don't run around. I'll go buy fish for it."

One person and one bird looked at him together.

When Watson spoke with such momentum, Sherlock knew that the other party was getting angry and entered a special state. At this time, if Sherlock provoked Watson again, the other party might slam the door and leave.

So Sherlock pulled a chair by the dining table and sat down, saying that he would just stay there and not go anywhere.

"And, get our dining table out. It's not a chemistry table. A little thought for Mrs. Hudson's heart now and then."

"Okay, of course." Cope with it.

Sherlock also readily agreed to Watson's new request.

After Watson left, he turned to look at the whalebill stork.

"Now you know who is in charge of the family?"

Staring blankly at this guy, he was probably puzzled, but he lowered his bird head slightly to show that he really understood the family status relationship.

At least when it comes to food, it is Watson who calls the shots in the family.

In the logic of the Shoebill, this means that Watson's status is higher than that of Sherlock.

"clatter."

He yelled blankly.

This time, Sherlock did not make a gesture of trying to communicate with it, but started talking to himself: "So you can understand people's words. Batman's character is not so idle. Who raised you? Still talking to you? The other party probably didn't expect you to answer, and at the same time liked you very much, so they kept talking to you."

"This kind of meaningless behavior lasts for a long time, and the frequency is extremely high, otherwise it is impossible to learn to understand human language with your IQ." Sherlock said, suddenly pointing to the whalebill stork.

Dazed: ...

squint.

It can still understand these words.

Daidai fully understood that Sherlock was complaining about its IQ.

The dead classmate Sherlock continued.

"Batman owns you, but at the same time your owner is someone else, and this person is very concerned about the state of the pet, it is impossible to let a special pet like you run around, especially..." He took out the pet on the spot. I searched on my phone, "You are still an African bird, that is to say, there is a high probability of acclimatization in London."

"It's not normal," Sherlock concluded.

The personalities shown by Bruce and Batman are very different, and Sherlock doesn't pay much attention to superhero matters, so there is a problem in the reasoning in this regard.

But from another point of view, he is not wrong.

Stark and Bruce, indeed, are two people who keep shoebills.

Dadai was stunned by what he said, and didn't respond at all, just stood by the refrigerator, staring at the other party motionlessly.

After a while, Sherlock had a new idea.

"You are so special and dangerous, so it is impossible for Batman to entrust you to the care of ordinary people, so your owner must also have a special identity. Is it a mutant? Or something similar with special powers?" His eyes flicked to the red glowing anklets of the Shoebill.

"Besides, you are not running around. The leather of the ankle ring is artificial and the thickness is too high. There must be a positioning system inside, but your owner didn't find it. You were stolen, and the positioning system was destroyed. When we met in the abandoned apartment, there was a strange human beside you, but the relationship between you is obviously not close, I believe he is not your owner."

But that didn't make sense, because at that time the Shoebill didn't look like he was forced to follow the guy in the suit and tie who didn't look like a nice guy.

"And, why did you follow us? Is it the instruction of that person? But it can't explain why that person can instruct you. Then, what is the relationship between us and your owner?" Sherlock fell into deep thought again.

Dazed: ...

A lot of strange information flew over, but I didn't understand it in a daze.

The whalebill fluttered its wings, looked at Sherlock with its head, and saw that the human had no response to his approach, and seemed to have fallen into deep thought.

He opened his mouth blankly, and retracted his head rather helplessly.

Fortunately, Dazed is quite experienced in this area. Stark also does this sometimes. He enters a dazed state facing the projection screen and a bunch of symbols and blueprints that are unlikely to be understood by the whalebill, and then goes crazy again. Talk to yourself.

Sometimes within minutes, Stark would slam the door into the lab.

Sometimes this convulsion state will last for several hours, until Stark is exhausted.

Maybe this human being called "Sherlock" is having a "convulsion"?

Daidai felt that he had realized the truth. According to the experience he had gained from Stark, this "convulsion" state would not end for a while, so he shrank his neck and simply started to daze.