[Zhongyingmei] Say you lack treatment

The faint blue light in midair gradually gathered, and quickly condensed into a petite figure.

21 It's rare to get an R card with the ability to change form. Curiosity made her die. She didn't cut the human form in the shikigami form, so she directly chose the prototype of the three-tailed fox - the fox.

Different from wild foxes or breeds bred in pet shops, the three-tailed fox, as a shikigami in the form of a royal sister, is unbelievably beautiful even if the prototype has shrunk.

The fiery red fox cubs have fluffy and smooth fur. The four fluffy little chubby claws seem to be wearing white gloves. The soft meat pads are pink and tender. The whole fox is no more than a ball the size of two palms, and the tail is thicker than the body. It should be long, smart and delicate, as delicate and lovely as jade carvings, and it looks like a pampered and precious variety.

The pampered and precious breed was almost smashed by the corpse as soon as it jumped out of the gate of time and space. Fortunately, the three-tailed fox is not weak. He glanced at the astonished expression of the corpse, and then looked at the murderer's handsome long face.

Warm blood splashed out, and the murderer threw away the gun in his hand expressionlessly. Although the strong wind blew his soft curly hair, 21 still noticed that the detective who had just killed someone Unexpectedly handsome.

It's not that Clark is as handsome as the Apollo statue, nor is it different from Bruce's elegant and sexy or Tony's magical masculinity. This British man in a black suit and woolen coat, leather gloves and a dark blue scarf has very light pupils, The light blue color is as clear as glass, and it looks very difficult to get close to, which makes him look exquisite and indifferently handsome in his elegance.

In other words, although the new owner who just killed someone seemed a bit difficult to get along with, he was good-looking and rich, and his eyes were clear and frightening, not at all like a murderer.

But it's super like that kind of emotionless high IQ perverted murderer!

The little chubby fox was trembling.

However, the system has become obsessed with the murderer's beauty, and frantically called: "Sherlock! Juanfu! Fuhua! Comrade 21! Look at his handsome face! Look at his elegant demeanor! Look at his childish coquettishness! He is so handsome when he holds the chance of winning! How can there be such a perfect person in the world?! God damn it! God, I love you!!"

21, who hadn't finished the plot, looked at the handsome and indifferent Sherlock without words: "..."

21 said with difficulty: "...you are happy."

A real civil servant dares to face a fresh corpse!

21 confirmed to the system again and again, and finally realized that the corpse was the villain, and the murderer was the main character, and also one of her mission targets in this world—Sherlock Holmes, he just shot the villain with a calm face, no, change, sex head shot.

And the other target of the mission is John Watson, the partner of this great detective with high IQ and low EQ, who is standing beside Sherlock at the moment, facing the onlookers who have a high IQ villain who can never forget being shot in the head. And the same face, no, change, color.

21 stared blankly at the "ordinary" new teammate that the system said, and couldn't help but have serious doubts about his own cognition.

...I thought it was a peaceful vacation world?

But 21 has already practiced in the world of superheroes several times, even if his teammate just killed someone, as long as he is sure that what he kills is a vicious super villain, 21, who is very professional, will still help him destroy the corpse!Give him a bite by the way!

The little girl reacted quickly and witty like a dog. With a curl of the fox's tail, she took the gun to her paws, and then poked out the tip of her claws to destroy the murder weapon of her teammates. She assured Bruce that even Batman would check it out for himself. , and absolutely no trace of it can be found!

The system applauded: "Comrade 21 did a great job!"

21 Yitong was as fierce as a tiger, and jumped onto his new teammate with a whoosh. The furry fox paw grabbed his neckline and urged: "Go, what should we do when the police come later!"

The system said leisurely: "Comrade 21, remember to fill up the plot carefully when you go back. Can the target of my mission be an ordinary person? Look at his brother! A senior official of the British government! There is nothing that McCoff can't handle! We Juan Fu is the second-generation official in the legend! At most, he went to Eastern Europe to stay for half a year, so he is not afraid!"

21 Totally wrong focus: "???"

This, this Sherlock, judging from its appearance, shouldn't it be Changfu?

Before 21 could react, she was picked up by a cold hand pinching the soft fur on the back of her neck, and then she heard a very nice male voice, the pure British accent instantly reminded the little girl of Jarvis, In the fixed impression of 21, the man with this accent should be as gentle and elegant gentleman as Mr. Butler.

As a result, the owner of this super nice voice frowned, and said with a bit of disgust, "Fox?"

21 looked at him in shock: "..."

Then there was another statement with no clear meaning and even a bit of sarcasm: "Oh, fluff."

The little girl watched as Sherlock let out a huff without changing his face, while stroking her big soft and fluffy tail, as well as her hairy pointed ears and small belly, stroking her back and forth three times. The difference made 21 confused.

The system also didn't react to this change, and stammered: "He, is he a plush control?! I'll go! I almost didn't realize it, Comrade 21! Be sober!! Although You have no breasts and no butt, but you are a biological woman, can you resist a little when you touch your belly!"

21 Dumbfounded, he was tossed and rubbed several times. Although the current form is a fox, it's really shameful!Don't you even obey the Basic Law when you lick your hair? !

The little girl blew her fur with a groan, held his wrist for a long time and hesitated, but was still not willing to bite, she could only stick out the tip of her tongue angrily and licked twice, and then gently rubbed the skin where the tip of her teeth touched his blood vessels twice. Down.

very good!That's it!Spoil your hands with saliva, paste your hair all over!Let it go you clean freak!

The handsome owner, Mr. Sherlock, really carried the fox cub a little farther away, but before 21 could breathe a sigh of relief, he hugged her back into his arms again, squeezed her big tail, and stuffed it directly into the pocket of his coat.

twenty one:"…………?"

The little girl poked a fluffy head out of the side of her pocket with a confused face: "Oh?"

A beautiful knuckle hand pressed her down directly, and then she heard Sherlock's warning voice: "Be quiet."

21 and the system looked at each other: trembling, afraid to speak.

...

After the gunfire, Magnussen fell.

Sherlock threw away the pistol/gun, but there was no sound of metal landing as expected. A soft and fluffy fox tail curled up the gun quite flexibly, and before everyone could react, several claws that shone with cold light It came out and whittled it down to iron filings.

A pair of fluffy fox cubs, dragging three big fiery red tails, like a ball of jumping flames, but at an astonishingly fast speed, after destroying the gun, it swished into Sherlock's open coat collar, The pair of fox claws that could cut through steel rested on the detective's fragile neck, and then he let out a shivering sound as if he had been frightened by something.

Watson stared at the fluffy little chubby claw that seemed to be wearing white gloves in fear, and shouted: "Sherlock!"

Sherlock frowned, pinching the fluffy fur on the back of the fox's neck with his leather-gloved left hand, and lifted it out of his arms: "Fox?"

The fox cub hugged his wrist and hung in the air, his three big soft and fluffy tails shook pitifully, as if he hadn't realized it, he blinked blankly.

It was only then that Watson noticed that this chubby little guy had quite beautiful eyes, not narrow and charming like other foxes, but round and watery, full of cuteness, and the red pupils were clear and ignorant. It seems overly well-behaved and harmless.

If the fat fox hadn't grown three tails and cut the penis into scraps of iron with one paw, Watson would have believed it.

Although this beautiful little guy is far from as harmless as it appears, looking at its soft and fluffy fox tail X3, even Sherlock subconsciously reached out and stroked it first.

Sherlock: "Oh, fluff."

Watson watched helplessly as he frowned in disgust, while hugging the dangerous three-tailed species in his arms and stroking it back and forth two or three times.

Not to mention Watson, the fox was stunned.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the fox cub groaned anxiously and ashamedly, stuck out his tender pink tongue and licked the slightly thinner skin on Sherlock's blood vessels, and then gnawed hard on his wrist with his small deciduous teeth.

Perhaps Watson's eyes were too weird, Sherlock couldn't help coughing lightly, and lifted the fox cub a little away uncomfortably, watched it kicking its legs uncomfortably, and stuffed it into the fur with a look of disgust. The wide pocket of the woolen coat said as a matter of course: "This is physical evidence, take it back."

Watson: "..."

Sherlock, do you know what you're talking about? !

Watson looked at him in disbelief, quite sure that Sherlock, whose observation ability far surpassed his own, definitely noticed the unusualness of this fox cub, but you just take that fat fox that can snap you off with one paw. Stuck in a coat pocket?

Sherlock pressed back the little guy who kept whining, stuck out two furry fox ears even if it was stuffed into his pocket, and then looked at his partner thoughtfully: "You raise it. "

Watson: "..."

Okay, who told you to be Sherlock, listen to you.