save Sherlock

As soon as Sherlock got home, he was stunned in place...

The living room was cleaned up, and the messy books were neatly placed on the tables and shelves!

Even if Mrs. Hudson couldn't stand it anymore, she wouldn't arrange it so neatly...

He took a step forward, stood in the middle of the living room, and when he turned around, he saw that the kitchen had also changed!

The chemical experiment equipment that was originally stacked on the table is now neatly stacked in a small cardboard box with the name of the equipment marked on it, and the table is cleaned, and the knives and cutting boards are placed on it Still laying on a piece of steak...

"Good afternoon!" Watson stood behind Sherlock with a cup of coffee.

Sherlock came back to his senses, took a breath, looked at Watson and said, "Mrs. Hudson came up to clean up?"

"I'm high on odd and even numbers and symmetry!"

"So you did it?"

"I put the chemical equipment in categories, and the books are also divided into letters, so you don't have to worry about finding them!"

"Wait...why did you do that?"

Watson took a sip of coffee and said helplessly, "Since I want to stay, I have to take care of cleaning up!"

"You sleep in my room!"

"You promised!"

"When did I promise?"

"You watched me go in yesterday!"

"..."

Watson looked at Sherlock who said nothing, and suddenly he was in a good mood...

What a perfect choice to stay!

The tiger-headed dog asked cautiously: 【If you just stay like this, will there really be no problem? 】【certainly……】

The bulldog looked at Sherlock...

I really don't know, but Sherlock has no regrets for provoking Watson, a psychopath!

Its thoughts suddenly returned to last night, two o'clock in the morning...

Sherlock walked to the sofa and lay down comfortably: "Have you thought about how to answer?"

"I don't want to answer at all."

"Then you don't want to get back the sapphire!"

Watson once again cast his eyes on the tiger-headed dog, and crossed his arms very irritably.

Such a large sum of money, just handed over to Sherlock?

...No one can ever grab something from their own hands!

He sighed and said, "Anyway, you have no evidence to denounce me. If you don't give it back to me, I'll have to rely on you... The killer is here just to block you!"

Sherlock suddenly opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, and sat up immediately.

He looked at Watson and said, "What kind of killer?"

Watson paused, and looked at Sherlock in surprise...

Sherlock's eyes were full of excitement, without any fear!

That's right, he dared to confiscate his own things just to know who he is... So, how could Sherlock care about danger? He only cares about the answer to the game!

... This person, like himself, was born to live for challenges and dangers!

There was undisguised interest in Watson's eyes: "Then I'll be lazy with you, I can't live on that little pension!"

Sherlock shook his head, lay back on the sofa, and put his hands behind his head...

Seeing Sherlock's expression, Watson shrugged helplessly!

I must be analyzing and thinking about something again...

"You analyze and think slowly, I'm sleepy!"

After finishing speaking, Watson walked into the room with the bulldog in his arms, and closed the door heavily!

【Are you really going to live here? ] The tiger-headed dog looked at Watson blankly.

【why not? 】

【Sherlock let you live? 】

[Anyway, he didn't object! 】

Watson looked at the door, and couldn't help but twitched his lips: [He will never try to figure out who I am in his life, and then he can't help but ask me...Looking at his frustrated expression, ha ha! 】The tiger-headed dog looked at the twitching corners of Watson's mouth, and couldn't help tightening its paws. Facing such a nervous smile, no one can remain calm...

Sherlock's room is very messy, the quilt is crumpled, the pillows are thrown on the floor, even the sheets have slipped to the floor, a horse whip is hanging precariously on the lamp, and there are such fighting knives on the table...

What is rare is that in such a chaotic environment, Sherlock's clothes are neatly hung in the closet, although there are a lot of groceries in the closet!

Watson breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the pillow on the floor helplessly, and reluctantly made it through the night...

The symmetry is so poor that it is simply unsightly!

The next day's sunlight squeezed into the living room through the gaps in the heavy curtains.

Sherlock disappeared early in the morning, and Watson went to the floor-to-ceiling windows and pulled open the curtains to allow the sunlight to enter smoothly...

All kinds of dust are slowly floating in the sunlight, like thousands of trillions of small jellyfish, they occupy all the light, and there are strange smells floating in the air!

Watson carefully distinguishes the taste...

What are they?It even smells like sulfur!

He walked into the kitchen following the source of the smell, feeling a sense of frustration...

The kitchen has become Sherlock's laboratory, all kinds of chemical equipment are piled up on the table, and all kinds of chemicals are placed everywhere...

Watson kicked the rug in the living room and sighed.

He couldn't help but walked to the center of the living room and picked up a book: 【How can Sherlock endure such a messy environment? ] The tiger-headed dog yawned and walked out of the room: [If you can't stand it, clean it up for him...] [Why do you clean it up for him? 】

[Then why are you sorting out the books? 】

Watson looked down at his hands, and the stack of books in front of him, and twitched the corners of his mouth frantically.

He bowed his head helplessly and said to the tiger-headed dog: [I have very high requirements for odd and even numbers and symmetry! 】The tiger-headed dog hugged its paws, and nodded in agreement: 【Probably has reached a sick state! ] "Papa——" a footstep came up, Mrs. Hudson pushed open the door, and saw Watson who was bending over to clean up, and was stunned...

After a while, she suddenly smiled and said: "Sherlock always makes things so messy, every time I tidy up and get messed up again within an hour, you will definitely be very miserable in the future, but don't worry, I will help you!"

Watson put down the stack of books in his hands, stood up, and said with a smile, "Thank you, you are really a... Are you Sherlock's?"

"I am his landlord!"

"Oh, you are a very understanding and beautiful landlady!"

Mrs. Hudson walked over with a smile: "Your mouth is so sweet, I don't know where Sherlock found you!" She took a skull from the fireplace: "This thing can be put away! "

"what is that?"

"Sherlock said this is his friend... But now that you are here, I don't think he should take it with you. It's better to go out with the skull, that's too..."

The days of the skull are a bit long, there are still some small cracks on it, a black thread hangs on the eye socket, it looks like a glove from Sherlock...

Suddenly, Watson felt that the skull turned into a black cat puppet...

The eyes of the cat puppet are sewn with the buttons of myself and my sister. The left is blue and the right is red. Even the cat’s fabric and cotton come from the sofa that was just discarded...

After the tragic death of her parents, for a long time, the puppet made by her sister was always by her side, until...until one day grandpa tore it to pieces!

The tiger-headed dog felt Watson's emotions and couldn't help asking: [What's wrong with you? 】【When I was four years old, there was a little black cat at home, but it died... My six-year-old sister made me a cat puppet. She was a very smart person, but very selfish...] Watson He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and immediately regained his composure.

He smiled and said to Mrs. Hudson: "I understand Sherlock's feelings about the skull as a friend!"

"He has no friends, but you are different!"

Watson was stunned for a moment, then shrugged!

That's because I later learned how to cater to and control others... However, where is my friend from?

He sighed and said, "Sherlock is a genius, and geniuses are lonely!"

Mrs. Hudson gave Watson a big smile: "Fortunately, you are with him, so that he will not be lonely!"

Watson frowned, rolled his eyes...

Why do you feel that Mrs. Hudson speaks strangely?

He immediately asked, "Wait, did you misunderstand something?"

"Oh, don't worry, there are everyone in this building, and the couple next door are married!"

Watson opened his mouth, really didn't know what to say...

What I dislike the most is explanation, because people are always good at sticking to what they think!

He breathed and said, "So... Mrs. Hudson, can I have some little cardboard boxes where his pile of chemicals should be put away?"

"no problem!"

"I'll go to the hotel and move my things here!"

Watson suddenly ran downstairs like flying, took a taxi, and went back to the hotel...

I can't stand Mrs. Hudson's expectant eyes!

... I am not a person who can make people use hope ... because I have the blood of my relatives on my hands!

Sherlock's room is too messy, after Watson came back from the hotel, he spent a whole afternoon tidying it up!

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that he had time to fry a steak for himself and take a shower by the way...

He just made a cup of coffee and was about to take a break when he saw Sherlock standing in the kitchen with a surprised expression on his face!

……

Sherlock bowed his head in silence for a long time before raising his head to look at Watson...

He pursed his lips, and suddenly smiled triumphantly and said, "From now on, I will leave these to you!"

"Aren't you angry?"

Sherlock walked to the sofa, took off his coat and gloves, and turned on his computer.

He said indifferently: "Anyway, I can find my things, don't think that I can't find them if you organize my things with the coefficient of variation!"

Watson was stunned for a second, raised his right hand and stroked his eyebrows, then hugged his arm helplessly...

Sherlock was silent for a long time, so he was thinking about this question!

He said dumbfoundedly: "It's not just the coefficient of variation, do you see the pile of books on your right? I used crossword puzzles!"

"what?"