Zhang Yu was dragged by Angela to search for the right size in a cabinet specially equipped with sexy lingerie, while Sherlock stood in the room and looked at everything around him.Even personal division of labor and cooperation complement each other.

Although Irene's bedroom is very large, except for the little accident just now, it is no different from other women's rooms.The three-meter-long and two-meter-wide bed seems to be able to accommodate three or four people at a time, and the light red wallpaper makes the whole room exude an ambiguous atmosphere.

The shell of the desk lamp is rose-colored, and the soft colored light hits the side of the bed, making one's heart tickle.

The quilt on the wooden bed was left loose in place, and next to it was a light flesh-colored pajamas and a bra with embroidered lace.If a lustful person came here, just looking at the layout of the room would probably set him on fire.

It's a pity that Sherlock is only interested in Zhang Yu at the moment, so no matter how charming the things in front of him are, he has no reaction, except for the occasional slightly soft gaze towards the muttering Zhang Yu, other times he is cold and hard Like a piece of marble, it is a monk in a monastery, or a sacred one in a church.

He turned his head to look at the bookshelf on one side, on which were scattered several travel and fashion magazines.There are obvious traces of flipping through it, but the fingerprints look a little too big, and it looks like an old book that Irene Adler specially collected from someone else in order to pretend to be a disguise.interesting!

There are more things on the museum shelf on the other side.A brand new Bible was spread out, a small and exquisite porcelain vase, several exquisite jade hangers, and a strange-looking music box.

Irene Adler doesn't seem like a person who believes in God, so the appearance of this Bible is very interesting.

Sherlock looked at Angie who was still talking to Zhang Yu from the corner of his eyes, walked to the edge of the shelf casually, picked up the book as if unintentionally, and flipped it back and forth several times.

The book is new, it was only published in March this year, if not for a few wrinkles, this book would be cleaner than Sherlock's face.Sherlock rubbed the cover of the book left and right, but found nothing wrong, so he had to put it down.

Just before the book was put down, Sherlock noticed a few strange scratches on the place where the book was originally placed.Several lines are intertwined, and if you look closely, it looks a bit like "angel" in Arabic.

Angel?

Sherlock retrieved from his memory the times when angels appeared in the Bible, and by the way asked for the intersection of angels and women when they existed together, and he knew the number in his heart.

"Therefore the woman should have the mark of authority upon her head, for the sake of the angels."

Therefore, angels should die.

The woman in the huge oil painting on the wall seems to be smiling.She held the crown in her left hand and the trident in her right, and half of her battle robe was still stained with blood.And under her feet was an angel who had just died.

The pure white feathers hung powerlessly on the ground and fell into the dark brown blood mud. Although the angel's face was still holy, his body had already begun to rot.

Sherlock put down the Bible and walked under the oil painting on the wall.Would Irene directly reveal her heart to others in this way?Or is this another layer of camouflage in itself?

If it wasn't for a coincidence, Irene would not have fallen into Moriarty's hands if she hadn't seen Zhang Yu, a guy with only a face but no skills.Such a woman who likes to take one step and see ten steps, and whose EQ is so high that she can easily take advantage of many high-ranking officials, must not be so simple-minded.

Sherlock pursed his lips tightly, turned around and wanted to put it in his pocket as usual, and after groping for nothing, he realized that he had nothing on him except pajamas.Even the nicotine stickers that can refresh me don't know where to throw them.

Sherlock had been quitting smoking for a while, but now he suddenly felt like smoking.Irene Adler, a woman with more and more complicated secrets than a murder case.It's a pity that most men don't like a woman who is smarter than him, unless he is weak in love.

Sherlock is not a person who will give in easily, unless the object is Mummy.Although now there is one more Issa.Irene Adler, the woman he admired so much, was nothing more than a strange rival in love.

……

Zhang Yu and An Ji chattered for a long time before they picked out the only one-piece underwear that they liked.

This can't blame her for being picky, but her aesthetics are really different from Irene Adler's.Faced with underwear of various colors and patterns, Zhang Yu just felt that these did not match his own style.Fortunately, there is also a one-piece underwear with a relatively simple color to choose from, otherwise she really wants to go into battle in a vacuum.Anyway, Sherlock has seen a lot of female corpses, so he probably won't give him any strange eyes.

One-piece clothes are a little harder to wear than regular clothes.Relying on her slim figure and flexible movements, Zhang Yu barely put on all the clothes, and then stepped on slippers to get out of the luxurious fitting room.

It's a pity that Anji happened to stop him on the way.

She looked at Zhang Yu in shock, and the exclamation in her mouth made people feel exasperated: "Issa, as a woman, how can you wear such ugly slippers to meet a man who is interested in you?" !It's terrible!"

Zhang Yu's smile suddenly froze on her face, looking like broken glass. Before she could express any objection, Anji dragged her to another room connected to Irene's bedroom.And here, it is simply a museum of shoes.

I don't know if it's because Zhang Yu looks too immature and well-behaved, but Anji found a long-lost passion in her.How can the Barbie doll that I used to play with as a child be more fun than dressing up a real person?

Zhang Yu stood there stupidly like a puppet, waiting for Anji to take all the shoes she thought were suitable and try them on.Taking off shoes, putting them on, standing up and taking two steps, Zhang Yu continued this simple action for about ten or twenty times.

Zhang Yu, who has always let others be exhausted by shopping, was defeated by Anji. She quickly gave up struggling, obeyed Anji's command, and comforted herself silently, Zhang Yu, hold back, it's all for work, you have to do it for Xia Locke stalls for time, can't lose his temper...

But really tired! !asshole! !

Although not very smart, Anji, who was unexpectedly sensitive, also found that his human Barbie seemed to be emotionally unstable, and silently stopped the attack on another shoe cabinet.

Finally, Zhang Yu, who chose a pair of sandals with a bow tie, finally escaped from the clutches, and ran to the "savior" Sherlock, and asked with lingering fear: "Xiali, can we leave now?"

Sherlock lowered his head, and saw Zhang Yu's legs inadvertently.Slender and straight, even wearing strappy sandals, it does not look bloated, but more delicate.Sherlock seems to have discovered that Zhang Yu's feet are beautiful for the first time.

It's not the three-inch golden lotus mentioned in ancient China, but Zhang Yu's feet are not too big, and the shape of the feet is also beautiful. The red nails on the white and tender toes are very cute.Her ankles are slender, and her calves are also thin and straight. Under the soft light, her skin looks extraordinarily delicate and tender, making people want to take a bite and taste what these legs are like.

Sherlock restrained his gaze that was about to become a reality, and stood up straight in some embarrassment.He struggled to breathe like a fish out of water, trying to shake off his addiction to Issa.

Unfortunately, impossible.

Maybe God just couldn't understand his cold-hearted and indifferent attitude in the past, and couldn't understand his unfriendly attitude towards everyone, that's why he poisoned himself fatally.The medicine was delivered to his eyes.If you let yourself watch it, you will never forget it; if you think about it, you will try to occupy it.

There was a glint of darkness in Sherlock's eyes, and he rushed forward anxiously, as if he had forgotten that he and Issa had discussed to calm down.But it's okay to be anxious, like a kid who is dazzled by love.It's just that Sherlock is also a novice who has just fallen in love.

Panting for breath, he looked at the beauty in front of him with bright eyes, scratched his head in bewilderment, and hesitated to speak.After a long while, Sherlock said, "Issa, well, you... you are so beautiful today!"

It's always a pleasure to be flattered, although Zhang Yu didn't know how much of what Sherlock said was true or false, but she still blushed happily: "Okay, okay! I know your girlfriend looks like It looks good, so don't praise it directly! There are others here!"

Sherlock laughed, shook his head excitedly, and the hair on his head turned around: "Why am I praising you? It's clearly the truth! You don't even know, those few people in our dormitory Knowing that you promised to be my girlfriend, a kid doesn't know how much he envies me."

Zhang Yu looked at Sherlock in front of him with fake acting skills, and then pretended to be tender: "Hmph! I got it! You can go!"

Anji looked at the young couple in front of him flirting and cursing, and suddenly felt sour in his heart.It's a pity that her Irene is not here, and she doesn't know when she will come back in the future, otherwise she wouldn't be here alone as a light bulb.I feel that my hairline has a sudden upward trend.

She stood aside with her arms in her arms, couldn't help coughing twice, and finally pulled back the two people who had fallen into the state of being alone, although they weren't necessarily happy.

"Okay, don't bother me here now, and I won't send you away. Oh, I almost forgot, you can return Isa's clothes to me next time."

Zhang Yu immediately turned around to express his gratitude.Although she doesn't like Irene Adler that much, it doesn't mean she has any prejudice against Angie.Anji is just a poor girl who fell in love with the wrong person, and she sent her lover away by herself. Zhang Yu always felt a little guilty for no reason when facing Anji.

"I will definitely come back to see you when I have a chance, Angie. Just don't forget to open the door for me when the time comes. Well, see you next time~"

Angie looked at Issa's back when she left with a smile on her face, and murmured her name nostalgicly.

"Issa, are you happy that your little Tom is here?"

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Zhang Yu and Sherlock fought and walked out of the villa. When they were away from the surveillance of the villa, both of them let out a sigh of relief.Before they went in, they were worried that Irene Adler would have some backup means, but fortunately, they didn't encounter such a chance that they needed a backup Plan A.

The smile on Sherlock's face was long gone. Even in his baggy pajamas, he looked like a consulting detective in a black overcoat with a magnifying glass in his hand.

He glanced at Issa who knew nothing, and asked back: "Issa, you don't really think that Angie is a simple person! Of course, if you really think so, I won't discriminate against you .”

Zhang Yu shrugged, and retorted in a very relaxed tone: "How is it possible?"

Yeah, how can a person who has stayed with Erin for so long and hasn't been driven away be a fool?Those who really thought she was stupid and sweet were the real fools.It is probably because others were absent-minded, and then I made a fool of myself.

"I suspect that Angie is not the real Angie anymore. Maybe Angie was replaced when Irene was taken over by Moriarty. But it doesn't matter if it's real or not. Our goal has been achieved, right?"

Although it is not clear who this Angie belongs to, it is an indisputable fact that she led Sherlock and herself into Irene's room, and this is enough.

Zhang Yu is a person who is easy to please.They went into the villa only for a mobile phone password. As long as they achieved their goals, it didn't matter whether they were the original Angie or not.

Sherlock looked at the back of Zhang Yu's head and wanted to say something, but stopped again.He didn't intend to remind Issa that Angie didn't look at her like she was looking at a stranger.He wasn't going to tell Issa that someone she had provoked before was coming for her.

The two who returned to Villa No. 15 slept all night with the cold wind blowing.Fortunately, there are no mosquitos in the room, which Zhang Yu likes quite a bit.It's just that Sherlock has a little regret.

Early the next morning, the two returned to 221B Baker Street.

John, who was anxious all night yesterday because there was no news from Sherlock and Issa, saw the two people who were energetic and had changed into new clothes, their eyes seemed to be shining with fire.

"Sherlock! If you have any action, can you tell me first? If I didn't hear that you left with Issa, I would almost be driven crazy by you!"

Sherlock sat lazily on the sofa, looked innocently at John who was crying and screaming for death, and smiled obediently: "John, I just acted with Issa, what drove you crazy? Is it suspected that I am missing? I said John, if you are not my friend, I really want to dissect your brain and see if it is so big because of water injection. By the way, it is like the Chinese news said The water-injected pork!"

John was nearly air-bombed.

Look what Sherlock said!

This is a good intention to treat the liver and lungs of a donkey, but I have become a white-eyed wolf!Isn't it just that you don't want to be disturbed by yourself?Can't you just let me know in advance?

His short hair seemed to be curled up, and he looked a little bad.John took two steps back and forth, managed to calm down, and explained kindly to Sherlock:

"I just care about you. You have to know that although you didn't tell us directly when you went out in the past, you would still send a message to remind you. But this time you disappeared without saying a word, and you almost didn't panic Mrs. Hudson and me to death. Oh, I'm so mad at you that I can't remember things. Mrs. Hudson was annoyed at the fact that she asked me to tell you before I left today that you lured Issa into staying out with you."

"so what?"

Sherlock was quite disrespectful to John, moved his numb calf, and changed to a more comfortable lying position.

"So? So Mrs. Hudson said that she will take Issa out on blind dates recently." John met Sherlock's glaring eyes with a wicked smile, "Yes, blind dates. She has made new friends during this time Several friends from the United States introduced several young men to her."

Sherlock's ears perked up so he could hear clearly.But the arrogance of being a consulting detective prevented him from bowing his head to John. Instead, he said rather brazenly: "Which young man would be better than me? Are you kidding me?"

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