[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

After this day, for a long time, Sherlock has been in a state of silence.

He reads newspapers, does experiments, because he will not get drunk because of drinking alone, and fall into the addiction again.Coffee became his staple food. In less than two days, his schedule was finally adjusted by Zhang Yu and he returned to the chaos he hadn't met before.

When Zhang Yu came in, he saw such a rare guy who made people feel distressed.

The cluttered living room was littered with stuff.The sofa, which was originally neat and clean, was stained with coffee stains at some point, making it look dusty.A curly-haired man with thick dark circles under his eyes, wearing a dark blue nightgown, stood on it, clasped his hands, and meditated nervously towards the ceiling.On the side, a small ashtray was already full of sparkling cigarette butts and ash.

Unwilling to breathe second-hand smoke, Zhang Yu walked lightly to the edge of the wall, opened the curtains, and pushed open the closed windows.

It had just rained outside, and a gust of fresh air with air-conditioning poured into the room, completely clearing away all the peculiar smells in the room.

Shocked by the cold wind, Sherlock, who was only wearing thin pajamas, suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at Zhang Yu who was standing in the sun stretching his waist, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

His voice was very hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time. He closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body, "Issa, what are you doing here? This is my place, you're disturbing me."

Zhang Yu, who turned around and began to clean up the house, blinked, raised a magazine in his hand, and slightly curled his mouth: "I'm just cleaning up the garbage. Your things are too messy and dirty. If there are cockroaches, I will be very distressed." , after all, I live downstairs from you."

"Besides," she bent down, looked directly at the man in front of her, and smiled mysteriously, "You have a guest, my dear consulting detective. Are you going to use this state to meet the client?"

Sherlock still didn't open his eyes, but his throat was a little better, "Is it Lestrade? No, no, he should be suspended at home now. So, is it Mycroft? Did he come to let you be a lobbyist?" ? Don’t worry, I’m just a little bored, it’s good to have a case.”

Zhang Yu bit her lip and shook her head, even though she knew that the person opposite her could not see her objection.

"It's good to have a case? Sherlock, you're kidding me. But that's not the point. Mycroft wants to see you. He's waiting downstairs now. Do you want to see him? Hmm..." Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, and said, "He doesn't seem to be doing well recently."

Of course, Sherlock knew that McCoff's recent situation would not be too comfortable, even though he was the British government, held real power, and had a group of the most outstanding agents under him.

The bombing on National Day this time had a great response in London and caused widespread panic.There are many differences in international public opinion, and the attitudes of neighboring countries that have always had good relations are quite ambiguous, which makes the chief diplomat of the United Kingdom particularly annoyed.

This terrorist attack tells the world that even in the UK, even on such an important festival, ordinary people are still not safe.

The panic and insecurity of the Chinese people have turned into pressure and pushed to the government.The government urgently needs some scapegoats to bear the dissatisfaction and blame of the people, and McCoff is of course the first to bear the brunt.

Politicians who spoke out for their own interests began to criticize McCoff's dereliction of duty and negligence, overtly and secretly, completely denying McCoff's actions, and demanding that the people be held accountable.

Inspector Lestrade has been suspended pending action.Other people related to this incident were also punished, either lightly or severely.For a while, everyone in the government was in danger, and under the turbulent tide, I don't know how many people changed their minds.

Zhang Yu deeply felt that even at this time, McCoff did not forget to visit his younger brother, and it really was true love.So, let her avoid this pair of brothers who are deeply in love first, and wait for them to talk downstairs before bubbling.

Sherlock opened his blue-green eyes, wiped his face carelessly with his free hand, and finally regained consciousness.He took out a mobile phone from under his body, and told Zhang Yu without looking sideways: "Let him in!"

Zhang Yu pretended not to hear, and only stopped when the room was tidied up enough for another person to sit down, and went downstairs slowly to call McCauf to come up.Of course, she didn't come up as a human pillar.

The two brothers gathered together, but there was not much joy.

Mycroft sat on a neatly cleaned bench, turned a blind eye to the pile of experimental equipment in front of him, was silent for a while, and then said: "Regarding this bombing, the Queen is very unhappy with the surname Holmes. Father is fine, mother was pushed over by a royal princess and broke her arm."

Sherlock didn't know about it yet. Hearing that his mommy had been hurt, he stood up all of a sudden, with an ugly expression on his face, "Who did it?!"

McCoff avoided answering, and instead mentioned something else, "You know, Irene Adler has a lot of fans. Fortunately, the injury is not serious, and I just need to rest at home for a few days, but I can't come to see it recently. is you."

Only then did Sherlock relax. There were no idiots in the Holmes family, and neither did Mummy.Although there was nothing serious about it, both he and Mycroft knew that they would not easily let the person who did the wrong thing go.

If no one can teach the princess how to respect the old and love the young, then Holmes will offer to help.How could it be possible for someone to let go of this idiot who hurt his family?

"However, you came here just to say this? I thought it would be something else. Otherwise, why would you be willing to move your thighs, which are already nearly eighty pounds."

Sherlock looked at his elder brother who looked a few years older in just a few days, and he still didn't forget his poisonous tongue, but the sound was not as spicy as before, and he seemed to have restrained his temper a lot.

Mycroft was still holding the black umbrella in his hand, and he couldn't see any hidden psychology. He pondered: "After I go back this time, I will take a vacation at home, and the surveillance on your side will be stopped. Yesterday the bat Xia contacted me and said that he wanted to ask you to go to Gotham to help solve a case, and I agreed. You and Isa will take the plane together tonight."

"it is good."

Sherlock did not refuse the kindness from his brother Mycroft.Apart from his father and mommy, he is the only weakness of Mycroft.It does not affect Mycroft's bounden duty as a younger brother to clean up the mess of the British government.

It's just, "Why add Issa? Gotham is not a good place."

Mycroft took a meaningful look at Sherlock who pretended not to understand, clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head, "Are you willing to let me, the elder brother, take care of my undecided sister-in-law for you? If you marry Mommy will be very sad if Isa doesn't arrive. By the way, please don't thank me for my kindness, this is a small gift from me as your brother."

The author has something to say: I am about to set off, the goal-Gotham!