[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

The black police car sprinted fast in the streets of London. Under the surprised eyes of passers-by, there was a lot of noise inside the tightly closed doors.Of course, the instigator of the most deafening noise inside—the sound of 'thumping' knocking and beating is the one who repeatedly urged Inspector Lestrade to speed up with his expressionless eyes and directly used violent actions to bless the effect The great detective Sherlock Holmes.

"Sherlock, can you be quiet! I can't concentrate on driving with you like this!!" Detective Inspector Lestrade's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he growled unbearably.For God's sake!For this guy Sherlock, he has not only been forced to abandon the urgent need to deal with the police, but also prepared to face a lot of traffic fines, and now he is so "tortured" by him, did he owe Sherlock in his previous life? Debt, this life is dedicated to repaying it? ! ! !

"No no no! I want to see John soon!!"

"I said! John is angry with you, don't take my car out, okay?!"

"I don't care!" Sherlock continued to knock louder on the car cabinet in front of his seat regardless.

"My God!!!" Inspector Lestrade held his forehead with a headache.

"I can't let Mary's conspiracy wait, John is mine, mine is mine! Let that woman die, die, die!!"

"Sherlock, what adjective do you use? Miss Morstan is John's ex-girlfriend. Even if she wants to get back together with John, it's understandable. It's not a 'conspiracy', right?" As an upright and responsible Inspector Lestrade helplessly corrected Sherlock's words.

"You don't understand." Sherlock shook his head expressionlessly.

"I should know better than you about this, right?" Inspector Lestrade felt that he was a man with a happy family, a wife and children, and he was better than a young man with a lack of affection in terms of falling in love. Does Sherlock know much?

"Tut..." The detective turned his head and sneered, but it was rare that he didn't refute Lestrade's words.

"It's here, shall we get off now?" Time passed quickly between the two noises, and before we knew it, the car had arrived at Dees Street that Sherlock had reserved.Parked the car in the parking space smoothly, Inspector Lestrade scanned the busy Des Road Street, he really didn't find any trace of John, how did that guy Sherlock know that John is now Already come here?It's really strange.

"No, you stay here and let me go to John alone."

"Don't need my help?"

"You take us back to Baker Street later." Sherlock never knew what it means to be polite.

"Hey, I still have a police job!" He still has a lot of work on his body, so he shouldn't just stay here and wait for someone like a fool.Also, he's a police inspector not a taxi driver!

"Don't be self-willed like a child, Lestrade, you are no longer a baby who still needs to be fed." Sherlock pushed the car door and went down. After hearing Inspector Lestrade's words, the hand holding the car door paused. After a moment, he turned his head and raised his chin, and condescendingly glanced at Mr. Inspector sitting on the seat, as if he was looking at a mischievous and willful child, his dark green eyes were full of disdain.

"... Sherlock?"

An unbelievable whisper came from a few steps away. John stood still, looking at Sherlock and Inspector Lestrade in the car as if he had seen a hallucination. He had just finished talking with Mycroft on the phone. My brother didn't need to be so hard, he sent someone to me within a minute before putting down the phone.

Has he come before him?

"Hey, long time no see, John." Sherlock leaned against the car door, showing a bright eight-teeth smile to John, which attracted a lot of attention from others.

"Sherlock, what the hell are you doing stuck in the car door? I want to lock the car!" The inspector in the car stuck his head out of the driver's seat impatiently, following Sherlock's gaze.My God, it's John!Inspector Lestrade subconsciously followed the detective, "Hey, long time no see, John."

"..." He seemed to have met Inspector Lestrade a few hours ago, right?

"John, are you shopping? What a leisure time." Seeing the two looking suspiciously at each other forever, Inspector Lestrade could only dryly break the silence first.

"Shut up." Sherlock gave Inspector Lestrade a warning lightly. He stood up straight from the car, put his hands on the back of his suit, walked slowly to stand in front of John, and quietly He lowered his head and continued to observe John, full of interest as if he had found some new subject.

"Sherlock, what's the matter?" John was the first to lose from the stare, lowered his eyes silently, tried to smile as if nothing had happened, waved to Sherlock, then turned around and started to leave.

A hand held John's wrist firmly and firmly from behind, John turned his head in astonishment, but saw Sherlock looking at him with a fragile face, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and then he spoke slowly: "John, I'm sorry. "

"What? You... What are you sorry for me? I still have something to do! I'll just take a step ahead!!" Opening his mouth slightly, John lowered his head and moved his shoes, then raised his hand and swung Sherlock's hand away vigorously.After Sherlock did that, he left him and rushed out in the middle of the night to stay out of the night, and he didn't even think about calling him.So, he wouldn't forgive the bastard so quickly!

"John!"

"open!"

"don't want!!"

"Let me go!!"

"That's enough! Have you two had enough trouble?!" What kind of game of refusal and welcome are you playing under the watchful eyes of everyone?Thought it was kids playing house?Inspector Lestrade couldn't take it anymore.

"Shut up! Lestrade!!" Well, this time the two of them dealt with Lestrade in unison.

"John, come home with me." Sherlock tugged John's hand, and found that he was still standing there motionless, staring at the rhythm that he obviously didn't want to leave with him. Sherlock frowned subconsciously, vigorously With a pull, at the moment John rushed into his arms following the inertia, Sherlock bent down and stretched out his hands from the knees to lift the little John directly onto his shoulders like a sandbag. His handsome and powerful appearance attracted the surrounding onlookers The crowd burst into bursts of warm applause and cheers and whistles from time to time.

Now John's face turned red, and Sherlock waved to everyone indifferently. Before John realized the resistance, he rushed to Inspector Lestrade's police car and threw John away in one go. Get in the back seat, follow in, and finally 'thump! 'Slammed the car door shut.

"Sherlock! I didn't say I would go back in the car with you, I want to walk back alone!" John specially emphasized the word 'alone'.However, Sherlock ignored John's words at all. He raised his head and directed to Inspector Lestrade, "Hurry up and drive back to 221B Baker Street."

Lifting his head and glanced out of the window inadvertently, Sherlock suddenly approached John's face, stretched out his hand to lift John's chin, looked left and right, and then said with emotion: "John, did I say... "

"...What?" John swallowed nervously. He was still in Inspector Lestrade's car in broad daylight. It seems that it is not good to do these things that are not suitable for children, right?He's really not that bold!

"Have I ever told you that you have pimples on your nose? It seems that you are on fire." The one who said it was just right nodded solemnly.

"..." John seemed to have not reacted to Sherlock's words in his mind.

"It seems that doing half of that kind of thing will really cause endocrine disorders? But why don't I have this problem?" Sherlock stretched out his slender fingers and poked John's nose, curiously said to himself Soliloquy.

"Sherlock, you are not allowed to mention such a private matter here, do you hear that?!" She glanced at Lestrade embarrassedly, and saw that the inspector seemed to be driving without distraction, Although he knew it was a fake, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.John covered his face silently in his heart, he would really be ashamed to face people in the future, this Sherlock who has no common sense!

"But, didn't you say this is a normal thing between lovers? Why can't you say it?"

"Because this is something we can only discuss when the two of us are alone, understand?"

"But, I want to continue with you."

"!"

"Cough cough!!!"

"John" saw Inspector Lestrade, who was coughing and dying, Sherlock tilted his head and looked at John inexplicably. Did he say something wrong?

"Sherlock, if you want to talk about love, can you go back to 221B?" Inspector Lestrade, who was giving his chest a smooth air, suggested helplessly.He felt that if he continued to listen to Sherlock's bold and unrestrained words, sooner or later he would die of myocardial infarction due to excessive shock.For God's sake, he's a conservative English gentleman!

"I'm sorry, Lestrade." John stretched out his hand and patted the back of Sherlock's hand as a warning. Sherlock seized the opportunity to hold it tightly, and then interlocked his fingers without continuing to resist. Although he was angry with Sherlock, But he is still not used to flirting in front of outsiders, and God knows what amazing things Sherlock will say if the trouble continues?

"That...it's okay, I'm just not used to Sherlock saying these things." Inspector Lestrade stretched out his hand and scratched his short gray hair, and looked at the big detective from the rearview mirror with eyes full of eyes. A trace of incredible.God, he has known Sherlock for so many years, and he has never heard him say these direct things that he needs to do. He thought that this guy without the slightest love would just die alone like this, but John The appearance of broke all this.Although, at the beginning, he also worried that John's entry into Sherlock's world would have a bad influence on this great detective who has always despised mortals with a high attitude.

But this is not the case. What makes everyone satisfied is that even if Sherlock is pulled down from the altar by John, the great detective who is tainted with mortal feelings is cuter than the cold-hearted and seemingly inhuman appearance before. It was much warmer, and Inspector Lestrade sincerely hoped it would last.

"What did I say?" Sherlock was completely unaware that there was anything wrong with his words.

"Sherlock, let's have a good talk when we get back. Now, shut up!" Now it was John who was holding his forehead with a headache.

"Hmph!" Sherlock turned his head and pursed his lips, feeling unhappy again.

"By the way, Inspector Lestrade, how is your investigation of the diamond theft going?" John ignored the awkward detective and asked about Inspector Lestrade. He remembered the detective this morning. Changlai came to 221B Baker Street specifically to find Sherlock to help investigate the case.Then he glanced at Sherlock unkindly, he hadn't finished venting his anger yet, how could he be in the mood to comfort him? !

"We can't find any clues, and our police have no clue about it." When he talked about the museum diamond theft that he had been busy all morning today, Lestrade couldn't help but feel angry again.He didn't understand that in the exhibition hall with such perfect security monitoring measures, there was an infrared device, and a bullet-proof glass cover with a thickness of several tens of millimeters was placed around the diamond. Once the glass cover was disturbed, the alarm device would be triggered immediately.So, how the hell did this damn thing disappear from the exhibition hall? ! ! !

"Hmph, it's just that you police are too stupid." Hearing Inspector Lestrade's words, Sherlock's ears moved, and he turned his head and hummed softly with pride.

"Yes yes yes! You are the most powerful and smartest detective, so when you have time, can you go to the crime scene to investigate? I have ordered the police officers present to keep the scene." Detective Lestrade The chief turned his head from the front seat indifferently, and opened his mouth to invite.

"When did you find out about the theft?" Sherlock asked.

"Today, the staff of the museum called the police at five o'clock in the morning. The exact time is unknown."

"Then you went to the scene today and found nothing?" John also asked curiously.

"No!" Inspector Lestrade shook his head. He wanted to find out something?It's a pity that the sky didn't follow people's wishes, and they didn't find any clues in the museum.

"Oh, that's interesting." Sherlock raised the corners of his mouth lightly. He likes challenging cases, and it can be predicted that he won't be bored for a short period of time from tomorrow.

"Sherlock, what do you think?" Lestrade saw Sherlock's smile in the rearview mirror, and knew that the great detective's interest had been aroused. It seemed that the case would be solved soon!At that time, he must make that damned thief who deliberately teased their police look good! !

"Don't look too much, Baker Street is here." Sherlock signaled the inspector to stop without showing any expression. When the car stopped at the door of 221B, he pushed the door directly and pulled John out.

"Sherlock, when are you coming to the scene?" Inspector Lestrade asked, honking the car horn.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Sherlock cast a sideways glance at Detective Inspector Lestrade, who was watching him eagerly from the car, and replied tepidly.

"What? Tomorrow! Can't today?" Inspector Lestrade couldn't wait.

"I'm going to have an in-depth exchange with John today, I'm not free!"

"..."

"..."

"Pound!!!" The door of 221B was pushed open and then closed vigorously. When Inspector Lestrade came back to his senses, there was still the big detective and former military doctor in front of 221B!

"..." Lestrade sat in the car blankly, he seemed to be regarded as a street taxi driver by Sherlock, right?Still free of charge!

"bell bell"

"Hello, who? Miss Shalia, what are you talking about? Mr. Holmes wants me to meet him in his office? But I go at my own risk? I... I see. VVwW,, COm" Inspector Lestrade said After dropping the phone, the expression on his face immediately turned into gritted teeth, please!Just now by Sherlock.Holmes made a fool of himself as a taxi driver, why is that powerful behind-the-scenes BOSS and brother-in-law Mycroft?Is Holmes going to torment him again? !He definitely owed the Holmes brothers personally in his previous life! ! ! ! !