My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

"You are hesitating." Sherlock held the violin fretboard between his fingers, shaking it.

Every time he does this action, Adlia will feel a little uncomfortable - with her only musical ability, she can judge that this violin is very expensive, and sometimes Sherlock's actions make people feel that this person is too invaluable This is the piano.

But at this time Sherlock was right, she was hesitating, so she didn't care so much.

First of all, let me state that she is definitely not a helpful person, and it is not necessary for Sherlock Holmes to share the rent with her and stay at 221B Baker Street for a long time.Although emotionally inclined, a solid detective is better off living here than someone else of unknown origin, and he's not absolutely necessary.

It's just that she happened to have two letters in her hand.

She sighed.

In fact, he is not necessarily a reliable detective. It can only be said that he has so much wisdom because of the alumni filter and the fact that he has so much wisdom?She affirmed him reluctantly in her heart.

So I don't want to be like this, I don't want to guarantee anything for this person, but if the opportunity comes up, it would be a bit unreasonable to turn it down without much effort.

I don't want to recommend, and I don't want to recommend.

Sure enough, you shouldn't get involved with more people, especially "enthusiastic" people, but it's too easy to get involved and cannot be solved.

"Are you going to be a detective?" She raised her eyes and saw that Sherlock was a little annoyed by the swaying movement, and walked up to him and took off his piano and gently put it on another sofa. Very loose, there is little resistance to her movements.

"Oh, it seems to be a work-related topic." He raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "It seems that my dear roommate still takes my words to heart."

He stood up, invited his "dear roommate" to his special seat, and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Although I think your answer may not meet my expectations, but I am also very grateful." He turned and sat on another sofa, with one leg folded on top of the other, a little high.He acts like the giver, even though he seems to be the one to be offered.

Adlia sat down following his movements, and the whole sofa was steamed by this man.Other than that, she didn't think there was anything special about this sofa, maybe it was the same as the cushions that cats like, unreasonable.

"You tell me your answer first."

"In fact, I like puzzles, between people, in the things that happened, even the decorations on the table and the traces on the collar have puzzles. I think my whole life will always be spent in solving puzzles But—but I haven’t decided so quickly at the moment—to be a detective or not to be a detective, I am also looking for this answer." He put his fingers together and leaned against his lips.

Adelia: Where are you going?Haven't settled down and still circled more than half a circle?

She was a little annoyed by the twists and turns and solving puzzles, so she simply cut to the topic directly.

"I have two letters." She paused for half a second, seeing her roommate put down her crossed legs and sat upright, with her body slightly leaning forward, looking serious, the awkwardness in her heart disappeared, and she raised her hand. I hope he is worth it. , "Officer Lestrade, who is in charge of the Baker Street precinct, will visit tomorrow to learn about the case of Christie's disappearance. I think you will be interested in introducing him."

"Yes, although I don't seek official recognition, it is always necessary to cooperate well."

"In addition, there is no shortage of people in the laboratory recently, and I can't get in. The anatomy room is short of people. It's an interview letter, but they are short of people." Basically, it means that the job can be obtained.

She took out a letter from her bosom, but instead of handing it to Sherlock, she put it on the table.

Sherlock's eyes followed her hand, and then turned back to look at her eyes for a moment - she seemed to be looking at herself, but also seemed to be out of focus and avoided.

Confirming that the letter was all for himself, Sherlock took the letter out of the opened envelope.

The envelope was written to Adrian Hudson, but after opening it was an interview letter from Sherlock Holmes.Obviously, the other party sent an interview letter just for the sake of his roommate.

The content of the letter is also very simple, and they made an appointment to meet and discuss the content of the work.

He still kept his head down reading, but his gray-blue eyes looked up to observe her expression—his roommate seemed impatient to wait for him to read and explore the details, and did not give him a cup of hot tea With a look in his eyes, he went straight to the bookshelf and took out a newspaper.

From a distance, Sherlock discerned that these were not the ones she used to see, nor did he buy them himself.

Adlia doesn't want to observe, doesn't want to be observed, doesn't want to explain her intentions, and doesn't want to know Sherlock's reaction: "The letter about the detective Lestrade from Scotland Yard involves my personal affairs, so I don't want to tell you , you just need to know that he will come at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon, and the appointment for the autopsy room is the day after tomorrow—there is no conflict, you arrange it yourself.”

Her standing posture was a little reserved, and after the letter was handed out, she kept showing her head from the back, but she didn't turn her back completely. She seemed to want to say something, turned her head and turned back quickly, as if she had glanced at it in a hurry The newspaper was thrown on the table again: "I'm going to rest first."

She walked quickly back to her room.

"Wait for Adrian." He quickly stopped her.

She stopped and looked back, and the gentleman also stood up and gave a slight greeting: "Thank you."

"It's easy to do." Adlia pursed her lips and closed the door behind her.

Before the corner of his raised mouth fell, he first put the letter into his arms, and then quickly walked to the place where Adelia was standing just now, and picked up the newspaper.

A case-solving story featuring experienced detective Sherlock Holmes and an old doctor with superb medical skills, he read it quickly and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He just smiled and his face became serious again.He looked up and out the window.

When he asked his brother whether Scotland Yard would manipulate the newspaper industry, his brother's response was somewhat meaningful.

"I don't mind your trial and error, but you have to be more cautious, Sherlock."

"Although I have never seen it in person, my brain has connected the inappropriate things together. Have you developed some dangerous intuition? I can be sure of you-but I don't recommend you to go any further. At least not now."

With his back to the light, Mycroft gently tapped his temples.

The biggest business in London was crime—his roommate seemed to always be able to come up with some fantastic metaphors, but at this moment he felt that they couldn't be more appropriate.

Thinking of that letter, and the person who might be the opportunity, Sherlock felt a little relieved.In fact, without Adlia's help, he also found a job in a laboratory, but looking at it now, perhaps the opportunity in front of him is more important.The corners of his mouth turned up.

Dead bodies, detectives, crime, London.

The author says:

Great!Old Fu has eaten Adria's soft meal?Ask Adele to help you find a job!

I really like that adr pretends not to care but glances at people from the corner of the eye. Lao Fu looks upright and jokes about this feeling of advancing and retreating, hehehe/idiot

This case is over, let's move on to the next one!

(Besides, you don’t like my new copywriting)

I may not be in the mood to update tomorrow. I will open the topic the next morning. After the opening, the update will gradually stabilize.mwah?