[Comprehensive English and American] Every live broadcast wants my life

"I forgot to use 'Forget Nothing' for him, Steve." Li Lu murmured.

Just now, Steve took her wrist and questioned her for a long time. Firstly, he wanted to know what happened in the world in that 'wall gap', which made Li Lu so distraught; secondly, he I want to wake her up even more. The little girl's current appearance with blank eyes and sloppy footsteps really makes Steve worry about taking her back to the country like this.

But she hesitated for a long time and only said one sentence: "I met the two people I most want to see and the two people I fear the most."

Steve was stunned for a moment. He just picked out and compared the characters in the dream that Li Lu had explained to him one by one, and confirmed which two could be called "most wanted" and "most feared". Asked, and saw her say the above sentence even more sadly.

'Forget nothing'?Which world is she referring to, which time, just now, or in a dream?

Is it regretful that it makes her voice so hoarse that she is about to lose her voice?I was so sad that I didn't even have the energy to cry.

"To whom? Tom in another world? Or Draco?" Steve asked.

He no longer calls the world in her mouth a 'dream', because as Li Lu once commented, Steve is not only a stupid person, but also very smart and careful.

Even if disappearing out of thin air can be regarded as the most common "wall-penetrating trick" in magic, a person's feelings can never be deceived, no matter how long she has lived in that dream at one breath, and how many people she has interacted with, But as long as it was a dream, her feelings for the content of the dream and the characters would only become weaker and weaker.

And it will definitely not be as profound as what Li Lu is showing now. It is definitely an emotion that can only be produced after a real personal experience, and it is definitely not as simple as having a dream.

Even though it is true that only two years have passed since he fell into a coma when he met Li Lu in this world, who knows how long she has lived in another parallel time and space?What if everything that happened was true?What if she really lived through all the horrible things she said...

Then how much stimulation should she have received?

Every day, I am in a kind of panic of "If I don't kill others, I will be killed". How is this different from those horror movies?

And once those things are true, things that she has experienced in other worlds, then everything will be easier to explain, whether it is her super vigilance, eyes full of anxiety peeking around, easy to be frightened The character of running away has become understandable.

So he didn't intend to continue to doubt at all. It wasn't because Steve was easy to trust others, but more because he was smart and careful, and he had eyes that could see through others.

Oh, and the most important point—he himself is a miracle, a spider bites him with incomparable power, and the mythical Thor brought Vulcan to the earth, so it’s not surprising that there is a time traveler.

Anyway, as long as you live long enough, you can see all kinds of strange things.

"It's Draco..." Li Lu turned and stood still, she finally stopped turning her back to Steve, but she still didn't intend to raise her head to meet his gaze, "I, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to look at Steve He used 'forget it all'... I, if he still..."

'What if he still remembers me, still likes me, and can't forget me? ’ That’s what she meant to say.

But as soon as the words came out, her throat choked, and no matter how much she opened her mouth, she couldn't make a sound anymore. More and more air filled her chest, but she couldn't breathe in or spit it out, just like He fell into the bottom of the water and was trapped by aquatic plants. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to escape, and he didn't dare to breathe out his last breath for fear that he would suffocate and die.

Because that sentence is just nonsense.

Of course he still remembers her, he definitely still likes her, and he will never forget her.

Yes, she can pretend that the other party will forget her, pretend that 'time heals all pain', pretend that Draco will not always miss her, to alleviate the guilt and reluctance in her heart, but she can't do it. arrive.

When she thought that if she couldn't go back, Draco might still be devastated because of this, or if there would be a worse situation, Li Lu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, if only magic could travel through time and space , why can't magic be more powerful?

"Hey," a sigh came from the top of the head, mixed with a faint masculine fragrance, not tobacco, but it didn't smell like perfume, "Silly girl."

Steve raised his hand to the top of Li Lu's head, paused at the position of two centimeters away, thought for some reason, and finally dropped his palm, rubbing her hair vigorously.

'Stupid girl?What is he saying? Li Lu was puzzled, she raised her head and glanced at Steve with a slightly blank look, "Are you referring to her?"Is it because she is stupid for telling the content of the dream, because she is stupid for talking nonsense, or because she will lose her soul because of this kind of thing and think she is stupid? '

But none of these seemed to be the real answer, and it didn't really matter what the real answer was—for Li Lu, she didn't want to know the meaning of that sentence, but she was effectively distracted.

She felt that her chest was not so uncomfortable, and her nasal cavity could gradually inhale thin air. If she opened her mouth a little and breathed together with her nose, even her scalp would not be so tight, and the back of her head would no longer feel numb.

"Although I don't know him, I think I can guess what he's thinking," Steve looked at the girl and smiled slowly. Although the other party didn't ask him to explain, but facing the helplessness in those eyes, He still couldn't help but said, "If he knows that you want to make him forget, he will definitely reject your proposal."

"Why?" she asked quickly.

"Because...Although remembering every day I spent with you, it is a pain for the rest of the days when you are not around. Every time he thinks of those good memories, he will feel extremely painful, but at least, that is what he can do." The last thing related to you."

He restrained his smile, withdrew his hand from Li Lu's head and placed it lightly on her shoulder, "So he will never choose to forget, it is the source of his pain, but it will also become his hope of living , you think it's good for others, but it's just what you think."

' He seemed to have a good point. Li Lu thought blankly, but felt that something was wrong. She didn't know whether it was Steve's emotions or his logic. She always seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"But according to your thinking mode... I need to tell you something seriously now," he put his other hand on Li Lu's shoulder, straightened her, and looked down at her, "If the world I live in was really created for you, then I have only one request."

If you insist that what we're in is just a dream.

"Then wait until the day you leave..."

Then when you wake up from the dream.

"Please don't use Forget Nothing on me."

Please don't wake me up too.

**

The girl and the man stood on the street, one raised his head, the other lowered his head, and looked at each other seriously with intertwined eyes.In the eyes of others, this is tantamount to a sweet look between lovers.

Li Lu was not a fool either, as soon as Steve spoke, she understood what the other party meant.

He was comparing himself to Draco, he was expressing that he was in the same position as Draco.

This is the first time that Li Lu is distressed because the tacit understanding between the two is not obvious, and it is the first time that he is not complacent because he understands the metaphors in the other party's words.

Instead, I feel embarrassed and want to escape.

Even for a minute, Li Lu once thought that Steve would lower his head and kiss her. This thought made her flustered, and when a gust of wind blew Steve's clothes, she was always on guard. Like a frightened rabbit, she bent her legs a little, and immediately broke free from Steve's grasp and ran away.

After running two steps, the embarrassment spread even wider, and she even felt that she was about to cross the four-meter-wide one-way street and spread to the 'Leaky Cauldron' across the street.

And this kind of thought also made her unconsciously glance at the old door of the 'Leaky Cauldron'. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, a chill rises from the tailbone and quickly climbs down the back to the shoulders.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that... behind the closed door, someone seemed to be watching her.

The old door seemed to be invisible, only she couldn't see the other party, and the other party was watching her silently, and this unintentional glance happened to turn into a staring at each other through the door.

This weird feeling lasted until she returned home. Before getting off the plane, she was thinking about what was behind the door of the 'Leaky Cauldron' all the way that made her so scared.Although Li Lu has always believed in ghost legends, she is willing to have this happen to Merlin. That kind of weird feeling is by no means the feeling you will have when you come into contact with ghosts.

But this matter did not give her a headache for long. A new thing happened. The moment she got off the plane and turned on her mobile phone to call a taxi, a fat man wearing sunglasses and a suit chased after the two of them while panting. around.

"Captain." He took off his sunglasses, his face should have been fierce, but the moment he took off the sunglasses, he magically became friendly, "There is a new case, considering that things are too serious Bad and clueless, our country has secretly contacted a British detective to help solve the case."

……

"U.K?"

"U.K!"

Steve and Li Lu spoke together, but one asked lazily, and the other exclaimed in surprise but did not dare to confirm.

"Yes, miss, it's England." It was obvious that the fat man was taken aback, and the piece of meat sandwiched between his three layers shook twice at the right time, "and they had to get off the plane on time." Right now, it seems like we are on the same flight with you... I heard that the detective is very powerful, countless strange cases have been easily solved by him, even the legendary criminal master Moria..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Moriarty's name had already surfaced in Li Lu's mind, and the man didn't need to say anything more.She was a little excited and a little emotional, but as always, when she was tense or her mood changed a lot, her breathing was not smooth.

She felt that when she was free, she should go to the hospital to have her respiratory tract checked, and her blood pressure should be tested. The frequent congestion and numbness of the back of the head is a classic symptom of hypertension and cervical spondylosis.

Li Lu's thoughts ran aimlessly, the more critical the moment was, the more her thoughts were like a wild horse that had taken off its stiffness, the kind that would never return.

"Ah!" The fat man looked over Li Lu's shoulder and looked behind her, as if he had finally found the target who interrupted his gossip, he raised his hand in surprise, "Here! Here! Here! Here! Mr. Holmes!"

……

His yelling attracted the sideways glances of the other pick-up people who cast displeased glances, but they silently moved away after seeing his burly figure and black-colored big brother's attire.

Steve's expression has never changed. He has been watching this chubby man gently, listening carefully to what he said, and listening to his gossip carefully. Even now, he still turns around with his gaze very amicably. Looking behind Li Lu, the place they just passed by.

"Is it them?" Steve asked without changing the shape of his lips, and the fat man nodded suddenly, "Yes, it's the two of them. Oh, by the way, Captain, London has given us two requests."

"Is there any request?" Steve raised his eyebrows, but after thinking about it, "Well, that's right, after all, they are specially here to assist in handling the case. As long as they are not excessive, they can be satisfied. What is the request?"

'It's nothing more than food, drink, housing, or transportation, or a quirk in handling cases. 'he thinks.

"One, the detective who is going to be picked up seems to have a history of drug use. His brother asked us to keep an eye on him at all times to ensure that he never has any chance to buy or use drugs."

As soon as such a request came out, Steve did not expect it at all.

He had only heard about the detective's famous deeds, knew that he could distinguish 243 kinds of soot, and could judge the family relationship of the owner of the mobile phone from a mobile phone case, but he had no idea that he was still an 'addict'.

"Genius always needs one or two eccentricities," but he quickly expressed his relief, helping the other party find a reasonable and sufficient reason and give him understanding, "It's just that I didn't expect this requirement to be like this, I thought it was just There are some things about food, lodging, and case-handling quirks..."

"Yes, in fact, you are right in saying that. The first point is indeed related to eating, and the second point is related to handling the case." The fat man nodded and interrupted him in agreement, "Uh, it sounds a bit Strange, the second requirement from the British side is that we hope that no matter what he says or does during the case, we must keep calm and try not to beat him."

Steve:  …

Seeing the two getting closer, the fat man hurriedly lowered his already low volume: "Oh, by the way, Captain, can you tell which one is Mr. Detective and which one is his assistant, Dr. Watson? "

Afraid that Steve would be inconvenient for a while, it would be inconvenient to say hello, so he asked very considerately, and immediately after speaking, he planned to introduce to him, but Steve waved his left hand to stop him.

"The short one is a doctor, and the tall one, whose face smells like he just failed to collect the bill, is a detective. I have read the blog written by the doctor's assistant. The language is vivid and the narrative techniques are changeable, which is very interesting."

After giving a high evaluation, facing the surprised look of the fat man, Steve shrugged and said relaxedly: "After all, I have been behind for so many years, and I should know some information to ensure that I will not fall behind."

He basically spends his spare time absorbing new age consultations.

"In short, I will try my best not to beat him, as long as Hulk is not there, he will not be in danger."

You and I teased each other, the atmosphere can be said to be active and relaxed.The relationship between them must be very close, at least it should be the kind that has cooperated several times.Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible, the direction of the conversation has changed, the more it sounds, the more it looks like the American version of cross talk.

If it were on stage, the audience would immediately burst out laughing as soon as the table was placed and a fan was slapped.

But in this relaxed and happy atmosphere, there was no Li Lu.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't dare to look back.Even when she listened to the two people around her teasing the 'stranger' behind her, despite the turmoil in her chest, she stood still, maintaining a dull expression and never turning back.

"Sherlock, Sherlock, don't move, we have to go over there to pick up the luggage first." Watson's voice came, he sounded out of breath, a well-trained, although he was a retired soldier, but In any case, you shouldn’t be out of breath after getting off the plane and chasing long legs, “Otherwise, you go to meet them first, and I’ll get the luggage, but you must promise to wait for me to come back, and you are not allowed to act alone. "

"The American police will take it," Sherlock breathed out heavily, "you just need to take the box of biscuits in your hand, I think, since you have just come to this country, you shouldn't directly judge that the police will take it with other people. Behavior and language are the same, rude (referring to behavior) and vile (referring to words)."

[England dislikes beauty everyday (1/1)]

Steve's ears moved, and now he's going to take back what he just said.

"I think I may not be able to do my best."

"Sherlock, you..." Watson half suppressed a smile and half had a headache. After a few words, they had already walked in front of the two of them, behind Li Lu.

He only heard the two people beside him greet each other with Watson, and heard the two of them pretending not to hear the conversation just now, and politely greeted Sherlock as well.

Li Lu pricked up his ears, but after three seconds, he couldn't hear Sherlock's response.

She could almost imagine the expression of Sherlock who ignored the impolite behavior of the two of them. Combined with Watson's abnormal panting, he must have experienced something after the flight, and now his face must be full of sleepiness or irritable.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this. You have to know that although his EQ is not good, his etiquette to others is still 100% perfect-provided that he is not in a bad mood, or wants to pretend.

And now at the airport, before seeing the crime scene, Sherlock must not be in the slightest excitement and good mood.

Thinking of this, Li Lu started to turn around.

She lowered her head, and the first thing that caught her eyes was his pair of well-polished Oxford shoes, which looked very familiar. She had seen this pair of shoes in the last world, but she hadn't seen Sherlock wear them.

'That dress must be...'

She raised her eyes slightly, and the corner of the black coat that has never changed for thousands of years really appeared as she guessed, and it was the same one that she helped clean and dry many times, and also helped him hang it on the coat rack many times black coat.

Li Lu had always wondered whether Sherlock only had such a coat.

He obviously wears a different suit inside every time he goes out, but he still has to put on the same overcoat on the outside. Wrapped tightly, without changing the color or thinning, it seems that as long as he doesn't wear it, the cold weather in London will fade away. His 'fragile' body seemed to be corroded.

People always say that the deer cap is the symbol of Sherlock Holmes, but Li Lu has a different idea. She thinks that the black coat is the same symbol of Sherlock Holmes as the deer cap.

'Since Steve didn't reply aloud, he must be indifferent and bored now, nodding to them, saying hello perfunctorily to show that he heard it, right? '

She guessed, raising her eyes and raising her head at the same time.

Sure enough, he met his tired face!He was nodding down, and happened to meet eyes.

This height difference, this angle of view, this calm look, this irritable expression.

This... long-lost sense of oppression.

Everything turned into an invisible hand grabbing Li Lu's body, pulling her closer to the memory in an instant, as if returning to 221B Baker Street, back to the small and dark attic.

She carried a heavy tray filled with special love biscuits and a large pot of matching black tea, and knocked on the door vigorously with her elbow.

"Mr. Holmes, Mr. Holmes, tea time."

But he had just finished the injection, and he opened the door with the most decadent and irritable face of a drug addict. The sunlight squeezed through his tall figure and cast it on the attic floor. shout at her.

"Once again, as I said, as long as you dare to disturb me again at this time, I'll take a gun and blow your head off."

But she was unmoved, and watched with a smile as he took the tray upright, sneaked into the other's room deftly, and greeted him with a cunning look of success: "Good day, Mr. Holmes!"

Memories are like tides, coming and going quickly, the same two people, but the scenes behind them and the characters around them are switching.

Logically speaking, she should regain consciousness immediately, but the deerstalker hat mentioned earlier, and the little curly black hair that can't be deformed even under the brim of the hat, the regret brought by the memories that it was too late to say goodbye in person, when we meet again, I feel that The worship that has not changed for several lifetimes, and the occasional miss that is deliberately ignored.

It made her feel very reasonable to be a little absent-minded at this moment.

"Xia..." But just as he opened his mouth, the familiar greeting, which was so normal, got stuck.

Draco's indifferent eyes in Diagon Alley just now coincided with Sherlock's eyes at this moment, knocking her back to reality in an instant, and it is impossible not to be awake when a pot of cold water is poured over her head.

She couldn't help swallowing in her throat.

"...good day, Mr. Holmes."

She changed her words, changed her mind, and used the standard Cockney accent that she couldn't change when she saw Sherlock.After she finished speaking, she lowered her head. She wanted to hide the disappointment in her eyes, but she missed someone's astonished eyes.

——The reason is definitely not because of her accent.

But she, who has always been optimistic, decided to have fun while digging for sugar.

'That's great, he still looks like this, and he still deserves a beating. '

Fortunately, Li Lu still found some comforting places for her.

***

Sherlock really hasn't changed at all, straightforward, and needs a beating.

"Nearly 10 minutes have passed since the disembarkation time, Mr. Holmes." Perhaps it was because Sherlock and Li Lu had been looking at each other for too long, the fat man who was the pick-up man moved closer to the two, pretending to complain.

In fact, this is just a way to get closer and activate the atmosphere.

"Oh, I'm sorry," but there always seemed to be some discrepancies in the communication between the British and the Americans. After hearing this, Watson quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Xia... I didn't feel well when I got off the plane just now, so I was delayed for a while. It's because I'm late, it's..."

'summer'?

Although the sound was pronounced softly and quickly re-said, it was still captured by Li Lu keenly.He wanted to mention Sherlock just now, but he didn't know why he changed it to himself.

It doesn't matter if this is not changed, such a change has aroused Li Lu's interest.

She couldn't help thinking of all the previous speculations, which seemed to be related to what happened after getting off the plane.

"That's enough, Watson," but Sherlock seemed a little dissatisfied with Watson's apology, his slightly raised brows and drooping corners of his mouth betrayed him, "Now there are five more days before the agreed time..."

He paused for a moment, took out his mobile phone from the right pocket of his coat, adjusted the jet lag, and then continued.

"That's right, five hours, and three minutes and 47 seconds."

He finished the second half of the sentence without raising his head, obviously there was no other subject except for scolding Watson earlier.Surprisingly, this allowed all four people present to understand the true meaning of this sentence.

——It was not the official 'reporting' time, and you were not asked to pick it up. Even if it is two hours after the disembarkation time, we are still eligible to stay in the airport.

The fat man rubbed his nose in self-indulgence, and wanted to speak again, but he didn't know what to say. He could only open his mouth in embarrassment, and cast helpless words at Steve and Li Lu beside him. glance.

Li Lu smiled at him understandingly.

'There's nothing wrong with Sherlock, it's just that his mouth is a bit unforgiving, just get familiar with it.And the reason why he said that must be because something bad happened when he got off the plane, and he didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject. '

The difficulty of this eye communication is comparable to binary and Morse code. After winking for a while, the fat man didn't understand Li Lu's meaning, and he couldn't understand a single word, let alone she explained a paragraph later.

'It's not like this when he's in a good mood. When he sees the murder scene he's interested in, you can talk to him again. Maybe he'll buy you a cup of tea when he's about to solve the case. '

The black eyes moved up and down, and the fat man became dizzy more and more, and finally saw only the crescent eyebrows moving up and down in his eyes.Instead, her actions amused Steve, who was silent on the side.

His brows were stretched, and the end of his eyes was bent down. Looking at Li Lu's appearance, he almost laughed out loud, but because of the silent laugh, he looked extremely gentle.

It was Sherlock who interrupted his admiration of Li Lu's dexterous performance.

Seeing that no one was talking anymore, he lifted his hands up to tie the scarf, and then beat down to shake the non-existent folds and dust on the coat. He performed the usual movements with a sense of excitement.

"Let's go, let's go to the scene of the crime now." He said to the fat man, as the pick-up person sent by the police, he must know the scene of the crime.

"Isn't there still five hours before the appointed time?" Steve lost interest in appreciating it after such an interruption, and looked at Sherlock with those frozen black eyes, and at the same time he didn't forget to pause. After a pause, following Sherlock's example, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "Also, one minute and nine seconds."

"Don't you understand?" He didn't turn his head, and he didn't even leave the airport, but he took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly like breathing the fresh air after rain, "The murder scene, the corpse, The criminal, that's where I'm really going to meet, the object, the prize."

Sure enough, only when these things were mentioned, he would be revived, re-energized, and his sleepy breath would be swept away.

Now Watson showed more apologetic eyes. He tried to explain to others that 'Sherlock is not a pervert, he just expresses it a little strangely', but this is really superfluous consideration. Even Steve, who opened his mouth to tease, gave birth to some appreciation for those words.

Not to mention Li Lu who worshiped him unconditionally.

Filled with the comfort of "Sure enough, only Sherlock will not change, no matter which world it is in", she still glanced at him with a look of "I'll just say it", regardless of whether the fat man can understand it or not.

Seeing the tall and straight Sherlock walking ahead quickly, Li Lu followed with almost tearful eyes.

'That's great, when I think of going to the scene of the murder, I still act so perverted. '

She thought about it.

"Mr. Holmes! There is no air-conditioning outside, and the summer in New York is very hot!"

Reminding me like this.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who had just landed from the UK airport in summer and was unaware of the [-]-degree air conditioner, stopped at the exit just one door away from [-] degrees, with his black overcoat and deerstalker hat.

****

It's unreasonable, just sex, even if the occasion to tell the truth is inappropriate.

That hasn't changed at all.

Since everyone's atmosphere was not very good when they first met, Sherlock, who had taken off his overcoat and suit jacket and was leaning on the back of the car seat in only a white shirt, had a stinky face and closed eyes to rest his mind. After thinking about it, Watson decided to drive by himself. □□The atmosphere is lively, and it is close to Li Lu and the others. After all, he has heard of the name of Captain America even in England.

After all, superheroes have saved the world many times, not just America.

He and Sherlock might have to live in New York for a while to investigate the case, and it wouldn't be wise to directly offend one of the most influential figures in America.

But the topic he was looking for was really not good.

He even mistakenly believed that Li Lu and Steve were in a relationship, praised Li Lu and asked how Steve pursued her at the same time.

For the two with their awkward eye contact at the corner of Diagon Alley, the topic was abysmal.Even Sherlock, who was lying down, rolled his eyes clearly through his eyelids.

Steve looked at Li Lu who was on the side, but Li Lu could only laugh awkwardly.

Now the atmosphere in the car is even more awkward and weird. Watson, who raised a topic and no one answered it, has maintained his usual level of "poking embarrassment". It doesn't count if he stabbed the most sensitive topic accurately, and he kept asking questions twice.

When Li Lu couldn't hide with a 'dry smile' and didn't dare to look back at Steve, Sherlock finally opened his eyes and gave Watson a hopeless look.

"Forgod'ssake! Watson, can't you tell? It's obvious that only he likes her, and she has been avoiding his gaze and avoiding physical contact. Even when I first got in the car, if you weren't sitting next to me , she wants to sit next to me." It was really hard for Sherlock to understand why Watson didn't notice such an obvious phenomenon.

"Oh sorry..." Watson hurriedly looked at Steve and apologized.

"There is only one such possibility. He just showed his heart to her or made a sudden overreach, which made her not know how to respond and started to escape."

"I'm really sorry," Watson looked at Li Lu again, "Did you originally want to sit in this seat? We can change seats, and we can change now."

But he didn't expect that he only heard this sentence, and apologized for it.

Before Sherlock exposed it bluntly, it was just an embarrassment between the parties, but now, even the fat man driving the car began to whistle and press the button, and a black window slowly went up. It separates the driver's seat from the two rows facing behind.

'The whistle was so loud that I didn't hear anything, and when the curtain was drawn, you could pretend that I didn't exist at all. ' could not be expressed more clearly.

' No wonder there is a second requirement on the British side. 'It's only been 10 minutes since we met, and this is the second time Steve has expressed such emotion.

"This is Sherlock... ah..." Li Lu continued to laugh dryly. She never expected that the intention of sitting next to Sherlock after getting in the car had been discovered by the other party.

Is it that obvious?

Not only did she start to have some self-doubt, it was as if when she was on the isolated island, everyone around her was dying one by one, the murderer was beside her, and everything about the dead body in the rainy night was so horrifying.

But when Sherlock appears, he feels at ease, and always feels that no matter what the puzzle is, he will solve it.

Put aside the troubles and depression for the time being, and be a 'special goldfish' with peace of mind.

Now, finally, no one in the carriage spoke anymore, and the whistle accompanied them through the murder scene, to the morgue, and finally back to the department where all the case materials were stored.

Sherlock is very efficient in investigating the case, capturing all the necessary clues extremely quickly, and as described in Doctor Watson's blog, the Sherlock Holmes detective will do all kinds of weird things with corpses.

Those corpses are peculiar. After watching Watson and Sherlock get in close contact with the 'roast suckling pig'-like corpses, Steve couldn't help frowning, not to mention covering his mouth and running wildly as soon as the white cloth was lifted. The fat man who left the morgue.

But Li Lu's reaction was beyond Steve's expectation.

She frowned like him at first, and then said "I'll wait for you outside the door" and walked out the door without vomiting, nor being frightened, nor was she surprised by Sherlock, but as if she was used to it. Sit on the chair outside the door properly.

With both hands on his lap, he really just 'waited' so earnestly.

She dreaded seeing dead bodies for the first time, like when Steve showed her the photo at the hospital.

But when we met for the second time, I didn't have any more thoughts except 'never eat roast suckling pig again'.As for the surprise at Sherlock's actions?

of course not.

Sherlock has always been like this. Thinking about the days when she was with him, there were eyeballs in the coffee cup, opening the refrigerator was a 'frozen brain' and opening the microwave was a 'blood sausage', it was a common occurrence.

Even Mrs. Hudson is no stranger to finding chicken feet in the fridge but pulling out her fingers.

——And at night, except for Li Lu, who became a vegetarian at that time, the other two could silently eat a large plate of chicken feet without changing their expressions.

He collected information too quickly, so in the eyes of others, this investigation seemed to be a bit of a waste of time.

But Steve and Li Lu didn't care. Both of them had a sense of trust in this British detective for different reasons.

Steve seldom spoke, most of the time he was in a state of observation, but when he sat back in the file room, Li Lu suddenly spoke a lot.

She began to keep asking Sherlock questions, although the words and order were different each time, but it was always the same question.

—A question that has absolutely nothing to do with the murder.

"Have we met, Mr. Holmes? I think you look familiar."

she asked as she stepped through the door.

"Nope."

"We must have met somewhere, Mr. Holmes, don't you remember?"

she asked as she sat watching him pick up the cookie.

"Nope..."

"The more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes. Do you really not remember me?"

Seeing him eating biscuits while flipping through files brought back memories, she asked.

"..."

prior to.

When facing Hannibal, Li Lu was afraid, so he didn't dare to ask.

When facing Draco, Li Lu didn't dare, so he was afraid to ask.

But Sherlock is really a very special existence to Li Lu, and the time in that world with Sherlock is the closest to the present, so she couldn't help but hold so little expectation in her heart that he would remember her .

Finally, when asked the third time, Sherlock did not refuse again, which made Li Lu feel