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Lestrade chased Watson and Sherlock out of the police station, and the three got into a taxi...

Watson glanced at Lestrade, who was still depressed, shrugged helplessly, and said with a friendly smile: "Don't worry, you are considered to have a high IQ in Scotland Yard... and you have always been on the average of human beings."

From the passenger seat, Lestrade turned his head to look at Watson, twitched the corner of his mouth...and turned his gaze to Sherlock.

He said to Sherlock depressedly, "You don't care?"

Sherlock, who was contemplating, came back to look at Lestrade, and said impatiently, "Don't make noise, Lestrade, I'm thinking about something."

Lestrade turned his head away, let out a sigh of relief: "John, how did I offend you?"

"Want to know?" Watson smiled brightly: "I can give you the dog!"

Sherlock immediately turned to look at Watson, blinked a few times, and said to Lestrade, "Don't promise him!"

"What?" Lestrade asked puzzled.

Watson raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sherlock: "And you know what I'm going to do?"

"of course."

"what?"

"You want Lestrade to turn the case over to you later."

"What's wrong with that? I'm your assistant!"

Sherlock paused, curled his lips: "But you can't interfere with my solving the case!"

"Do you think I will interfere with you?" Watson looked at Sherlock coldly: "I just want you to know that there are some things that you don't need to do."

"But I do it all by myself."

Watson looked at Sherlock and said slowly, "But you are not alone now."

"John, do you have to do this?" Sherlock looked down at his knees and said, "I know you're worried about me... I never doubted your loyalty, but don't underestimate me!"

"So, you have to face those dangers alone again?"

"Uh..." Sherlock was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, then looked up at Watson seriously and said, "Danger is nothing to me. It can be said that I am enjoying it. You have deprived me of it!"

Watson stared blankly at Sherlock... After a while, he slowly turned to look at the car window!

Maybe he interfered with Sherlock's life?

... Am I wrong in wanting him to accept honor and applause without taking risks?

His fists were slowly clenched, his body stretched uncomfortably...

That's right... I was wrong. If I keep myself away from danger, it's impossible.

Since Sherlock doesn't want a... pawn rushing forward?

Hehe... Grandpa tried every means to make me a pawn, so I would be willing to be a pawn now?

...but it doesn't matter, because Sherlock is worth it...and because I don't deserve to live well and live freely!

Otherwise... what about the dead sister and uncle?

Scenes from the past reappeared, and the fear of quietly dormant like a ghost waiting for the right time rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness proudly and arrogantly, wrapping Watson and blocking his every breath...

No...it can't be like this!

Watson tightly closed his eyes, but his uneasiness was still eroding rapidly. He opened his eyes blankly, unconsciously looking for focus... When his eyes touched Sherlock, he fell silent.

"I understand, I respect your choice, and I'm by your side, if you need me, I'm always at your beck and call!"

Sherlock pursed his lips and smiled: "Thank you!"

"Don't be polite, it won't be like you if you are polite."

Sherlock shrugged, curled his lips innocently, and blinked his left eye with a smile.

Lestrade kept moving his eyeballs left and right, watching the two quietly... until they looked at each other and smiled, he said, "You finally reached an agreement?"

Watson looked at Lestrade with a smile and said, "Yes, any questions?"

"No..." Lestrade frowned tightly, and pressed his lips tightly... His brows became tighter and tighter, and his expression was very confused: "I found out that you actually don't have that kind of relationship."

"What?" Watson asked puzzled, blinking his eyes.

Lestrade said uncertainly: "Intuition!"

Watson thought for a while, then looked at Lestrade depressedly: "It's not the kind of relationship you think, wait... How many people think this?"

"all!"

Watson paused, took a sharp breath, looked up and said, "Then Lestrade, congratulations on your instincts being better than women's!"

"Oh! Thanks...but why does it sound so weird to me?"

Sherlock secretly pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced at Watson, Watson couldn't help but also pursed his lips and smiled!

Lestrade turned around helplessly and sat in his seat...

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of 221B Baker Street... Before the car stabilized, Sherlock rushed out immediately, and immediately took out the key to open the door!

Standing in front of the basement door, Sherlock yelled, "Mrs. Hudson!"

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Hudson immediately ran out of the room at a hurried pace.

"Open this room."

Mrs. Hudson took out the keys and said doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

Sherlock took the key from Mrs. Hudson, opened the door and said, "Someone opened this room recently."

Mrs. Hudson said in amazement: "Oh, it can't be that there is only one key!"

"A lot of times, you don't need a key...but..." Watson looked up at Sherlock, and said with a sneer, "Neither of us found out, it's just fun!"

Sherlock accelerated the speed of unlocking: "This is really interesting."

"who is it?"

"I don't know... I have a lot of enemies, and your blog has a wide range of reading!"

"Could it be Moriarty?"

"Hmm..." Sherlock shrugged, "Not sure."

Soon, the door was opened... At the same second, Sherlock rushed in, and Watson quickly followed!

The room was dark, damp and had a musty smell, and in the center of the floor was neatly placed a pair of sneakers that didn't fit.

Lestrade said suspiciously, "Shoes..."

Sherlock walked around the shoes slowly...Suddenly, he lay down on the ground and checked the shoes carefully!

"Ding ding——" Suddenly the phone rang, Sherlock took out the pink mobile phone from his coat pocket, and pressed the hands-free button...

"Hello, handsome sexy guy... I've prepared a little riddle for you." A sobbing female voice came from the other end of the phone, and she said intermittently: "This... it's just a question. "

While thinking, Sherlock asked calmly, "Who are you and why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying, I'm typing... this idiot... is reading for me!"

Sherlock exhaled lightly, stared straight ahead, and said slowly: "The curtain has opened! I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Watson immediately rushed to Sherlock, looked at the phone and said, "Moriarty?"

The voice of a woman crying came intermittently from the other end of the phone: "Twelve hours...solve my riddle, Sherlock...otherwise, I will make trouble...by the way, I know...John is here with you It's a pity... this time I want to play with you... Tell him for me, I like him too."

"Hehe, Moriarty, right? I'll accompany you if you want to play." Watson excitedly said to the phone, "I underestimated you last time, but I won't lose!"

"Beep—" The phone has been hung up!

Watson glanced at the phone, looked at Sherlock and said, "What should I do?"

"He asked me to come and play by name."

"Stop, stop... I won't take your fun." Watson raised his hand, pointed at the phone and said, "But I can't suffer for nothing!"

Sherlock raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "So, this time I will accept his challenge, and you will watch how I win."

"You let me watch and do nothing?"

"Ah..." Sherlock slapped his tongue, thought for a while and said, "You can go to Mycroft."

"His case may be uninteresting."

"Then end it early and come back to see my victory." Sherlock blinked his left eye.

"Okay...okay..." Watson crossed his arms and looked down at his toes: "Call me anytime if you need anything, and you can play if you want...I'll deal with Mycroft!"

"I believe you will solve it soon."

Watson gave Sherlock a white look: "You really think highly of me!"

Sherlock bent down to pick up the pair of sneakers, walked to the door and said, "I'm going to solve the riddle."

"Where to go?"

"Bartz Hospital!"

Watson paused, and quickly followed Sherlock: "I'll go with you!"

"worried?"

"You think, I'd like to see Mycroft twice in one day?"

Sherlock opened the door and said without looking back, "Okay."

Lestrade, who was stunned in place, looked at the empty basement, and immediately chased him out...

He said to the two who were about to get into the taxi, "What's going on now?"

Sherlock turned around, twitched the corners of his mouth, smirked and said, "You can go back to the police station and wait for my notice."

Lestrade looked at the sky helplessly, and watched the taxi leave with a depressed face...

Watson sat in the taxi and looked back at Lestrade: "You don't want the police to get involved?"

"This is my riddle...I've been waiting for this day for a while."

Watson sighed softly, turned his head and looked away...

Since Sherlock likes this, so be it!

If he can be happy, that is the best result...

While looking at the laboratory of Barts Hospital, Watson measured the size of the room with his feet.

"You're usually not at home, so you just nest here?" Watson looked up at the sneakers, and Sherlock, who was busy, said, "Haven't you noticed?"

Sherlock got in front of the microscope and said while looking at the sneakers: "It will be there soon!"

"Didi——" the text message alert on the phone suddenly rang.

Watson quickly figured out that it was from Sherlock's own cell phone: "Your cell phone is ringing."

"Well...the phone is in my coat pocket."

Watson paused, thought for a while, and immediately walked up to Sherlock, and took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket for him: "It belongs to your brother, I have sent eight text messages about your case... But, you There's definitely no time for him now."

"Of course, there are many people who can run errands for him, so they insist on pestering me. He has already disturbed me from confronting such an interesting person!"

"Didi——" Speaking of the computer displaying the search results, Watson just wanted to take a closer look when the door of the research room was pushed open by a woman in a white coat.

Then a man pushed open the door, stood by the door and said, embarrassedly: "I'm sorry..."

The woman in a white coat said enthusiastically, "Come in, Jim! This is Sherlock Holmes." Then the woman looked at Watson and said, "This is..."

Without looking up, Sherlock said, "He is John Watson, and this is Molly Amber."

Watson smiled friendly, and held out his hand to shake with Jasmine: "I know you, thank you for always lending some human organs to Sherlock for research."

Jasmine looked at Watson, and said slowly, "Uh... how do you know?"

"Sherlock and I are roommates, and I often have to clean up those organs." Watson winked at Jasmine and said, "You are very beautiful, I can't believe you will be a forensic doctor!"

"Thank you..." Jasmine lowered her head slightly, turned her head rather shyly, looked at the man behind her and introduced to Watson, "This is Jim, my boyfriend."

Jim rubbed his palms, twisted his body, and said to Sherlock who was analyzing the sneakers, "You are Sherlock Holmes? Molly told me many stories about you. Are you handling the case?"

Watson looked at Jim, then at Molly... and finally at Sherlock.

What a complicated love triangle!

...What a pity for such a beautiful girl!

The author has something to say: Hahaha~~~ Just kidding, QAQ about four-corner love... But these four people get together so touching QAQ I must let Jasmine appear, she is a good girl, and I will also pull Mo Niang out Yo...Of course the story will not follow the original script╭(╯3╰)╮