[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

Sherlock was wearing a black suit with a tall and straight figure. His dark purple shirt was stretched tightly by his muscular chest muscles. The two unbuttoned buttons revealed his attractive collarbone. He walked out of the room while straightening the buttons of the suit. At a glance, Rosa, who was wearing a large white sweater, was typing on the keyboard on the sofa.

"You are recording the last case."

Rosa raised her head looking for the sound, her soft hair fell into the nest of her neck, lined with white skin, pure and clean.

"That's right." Rosa's voice was soft and waxy, and she proudly showed Sherlock the computer screen: "The Case of Missing Organs, isn't it cool?"

Sherlock took the laptop and browsed quickly. Even though he never pays attention to literature, he has to say that the writing is excellent, especially the words of praise in different ways: "You want to put it on the blog?"

"Maybe yours? Everyone loves wonderful stories more than boring research."

Sherlock turned his head in displeasure: "I am a unique consulting detective, and I don't need to please everyone."

"But I want everyone to know that you are the number one detective in the world." Rosa stood up and looked at Sherlock seriously. Her eyes shone like stars, sincere and moving.

Sherlock felt his ears warm, and said nonchalantly: "I reluctantly agree, but now you need to accompany me to London, Miss Rosa."

"What are you going to do in London?"

"Visit Miss Melville, and experience Baron Gruner's love magic by the way."

104 Berkeley Square, the residence of General Melville.

Miss Melville has a slender figure and a beautiful face, revealing an otherworldly pious beauty all over her body. Her admiration for Baron Gruner seems to confirm the evil devil's attraction to the holy angel, which seems to indicate the inevitability of tragedy.

Miss Melville understood their intentions clearly, revealing alienated resistance, her charming face was as cold as ice, and she was not even willing to give a smile, her eyes were firm and stubborn, as if nothing in this world could change her mind.

"I already understand why you came here, but I don't think it's necessary at all. My fiancé said everything to me. Your so-called evidence is nothing but a false accusation that someone is jealous of his outstanding talent and accumulated wealth. I believe him And will always be with him.”

Sherlock frowned, completely unable to understand her stubbornness, there are still people who turn a blind eye to the truth and insist on sleeping with the devil, women are really strange creatures.

Sherlock struggled to speak, but Miss Melville remained indifferent. Sherlock, who has always been invincible, hit a wall on Miss Melville, which seemed unacceptable to him. He looked at Miss Melville with an extremely absurd expression as if Can't understand the structure of her mind.

And Shylock's failure is indeed inevitable in Rosa's view, he will never be able to wake up a woman blinded by love, the only thing that can wake her up is the complete failure of love.

Rosa, who had been sitting quietly by the side, suddenly said: "You seem to think that you are Baron Gruner's true destiny, and you have an inevitable mission for his destiny, but maybe you overestimate yourself? You and those who appeared The women in his life are no different, the only difference is once owned and destined to abandon."

Cracks appeared on Melville's calm face, and sullen eyes flashed across her eyes. She looked at Rosa: "I don't know who this lady is? I know that he has been entangled by three rogue and cunning women in his life. I don't know who you are." ?”

Rosa smiled calmly: "I am Mr. Holmes' assistant, I have nothing to do with Baron Gruner and I don't want to have anything to do with it." Miss Melville relaxed a little, but Rosa suddenly dropped a landmine: "But It seems Baron Gruner doesn't think so."

"Miss, your words have already constituted a frame, I hope you can pay attention to your words, and you will not separate our relationship, but will make us closer together."

Rosa spread her hands indifferently: "Who knows?"

Miss Melville squeezed the veil tightly in her hand, and looked at Sherlock and Rosa with a dignified and decent nod to leave, but a seed of doubt had already been planted in her heart, waiting to take root.

After leaving Melville's mansion, Sherlock's complexion instantly became ugly, and his already long face became longer, expressing his opinion sharply: "Emotions are really useless."

Rosa let go of Sherlock's arm: "Sir, I disagree with what you said."

Sherlock has confirmed his answer, and regardless of Rosa's refutation, he asked instead: "The Baron Gruner has looked for you? He doesn't know you." Suddenly realized something: "It was at the Ritz Hotel last time, Did he do anything to you?"

"He didn't do anything to me, and I think he's interested in me." Rosa stared at Sherlock, and then complained: "I think you are the only one in this world who is honest with me."

During Sherlock's trip to Austria, Baron Gruner ran into her many times in Cambridgeshire, but she ignored them.

Sherlock glanced at Rosa lightly and walked forward quickly, it's so damn interesting!His assistant is too good at provoking love affairs, but they are all rotten love affairs, first a serial killer and then a murderer, what the hell!

Rosa quickly followed and pulled Sherlock's sleeve: "Go slowly, you can't show off your long legs in this way, and I'm still wearing high heels."

Sherlock gave Rosa a disgusted look, but consciously slowed down.

When she returned to Cambridgeshire, Rosa took the letter into the house by the way from the red mailbox outside the house. She flipped through the letter and saw a strange envelope signed by Shinwell Johnson with no address on it—this kind of letter It is usually inserted directly.

"Sherlock, yours." Rosa handed him the strange letter.

Sherlock quickly pulled out the letter paper, glanced at the three lines, and quickly read all the content. He leaned on the sofa and put his hands on his forehead to meditate.

Shinwell Johnson is an agent of Sherlock's underground world. He asked Johnson to collect information on Baron Gruner's case, and the result did not disappoint him. Johnson learned from the mistress abandoned by Baron Gruner that he had a record The diary of the women he had sex with. This diary described his feelings for these women in an extremely explicit way, including names, appearances and special proclivities.And even the address of the hidden diary is known exactly, the only problem now is how to get this diary.

Rosa was sitting on the side playing with her mobile phone, when suddenly a text message came in, she clicked to open it.

——Little Rosa, are you ready to meet me?

This is an invitation, and Rosa curled her lips, typing her answer on the screen.

——Looking forward to meeting you (￣▽￣)~*

Sensing Sherlock's staring gaze, she raised her head with a smile on her face, and his gaze froze her smile with consideration and prudence, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I need your help."

Rosa was sitting in the resplendent living room, casually looking at the furnishings of the living room, she was particular about everything, and there was no place that did not reveal the wealth of the host family.

This is the mansion of Baron Gruner. She came here today with a purpose. There is a beautifully carved box of high-quality agarwood beside her. Liancheng.

She looked towards the entrance of the living room, and became vigilant for a moment. A handsome man walked in with a smile. His gestures and gestures exuded strong hormones. The complex temperament of wandering between heaven and hell made him very attractive. No wonder Miss Melville fell into the trap of love.

He took Rosa's slender hand and printed a dry kiss on the back of the hand, with a provocative meaning, he raised his body and looked at Rosa with an expression of looking at a peerless treasure, his tone was gentle as if whispering to his lover: "You His arrival made this place flourish."

Rosa suppressed her nausea and gave a proper smile: "Good evening, Baron Gruner."

He said flirtatiously: "Perhaps you prefer to call me Adair Potter. It must be a great honor if my name can be pronounced from your mouth."

Rosa's smile was restrained, and her cold brows were suddenly alienated thousands of miles away: "I don't think that's suitable. You should already know why I'm here." She patted the box next to her.

"Of course." Baron Gruner was not in a hurry, just like a cat teasing a mouse in his hand, he made a gesture of invitation.

Rosa put the agarwood box on the baroque sofa on the table and opened it. Baron Gruner's eyes were instantly attracted. He put on white gloves and carefully took it out to appreciate it, with an obsessive expression on his face, playing with it. After a long time, he finally spoke: "This is really a unique treasure in the world. I don't think such a treasure can be found in the whole of England. Maybe you would like to tell me where you got it from?" He suddenly grabbed Rosa's wrist, and slowly Approaching, Rosa retreated with one hand on the red velvet sofa. The soft sofa immediately sank into a groove. Her slanted body revealed a weakness, but today she drew a very flamboyant red lip to enhance her momentum. , with cold eyes, revealing a sexy gesture invisibly.Baron Gruner's eyes became deep, and his voice was hoarse: "Maybe you just tell me that Sherlock Holmes gave it to you."

Rosa shook off his hand suddenly, crossed her legs, put on a strong posture, and looked at Baron Gruner: "Perhaps you should be a gentleman."

It's really a little wild cat, the way it barks its teeth and claws is so cute, Baron Gruner felt that his throat was a little tight, the arc of his mouth widened, and moved away obediently.

Rosa glanced at the time on the grandfather clock. She didn't want to play with Baron Gruner anymore, and now she desperately needed a wet tissue to wipe off her wrist and back of her hand.

She looked at Baron Gruner indifferently, and said in a commanding tone: "Why don't you tell me the facts of your crime. I want to hear how you said Miss Melville was cheated first."

Baron Gruner suddenly felt a little delirious. The girl's cold and magical voice made him unable to obey her orders, and he began to tell how he had charmed Miss Melville.

Rosa blatantly took out her mobile phone from her bag and turned on the recording function. Feeling a little bored, she tapped the time with her fingers on her knees.

Emotion, while not useless, is indeed a dangerous thing.

Baron Gruner told the ins and outs of the incident, and added his own self-satisfied and contemptuous comments, looking like a scumbag.

Rosa put her phone away, and believed that after hearing this recording, Miss Melville would no longer have the determination to sacrifice herself for love.

Women use love as their weapon, but it is love that defeats them.

Baron Gruner woke up, realized what he had done just now, and looked at Rosa dangerously. He wanted to be controlled by a demon just now and confided his most secret thoughts in his heart. He squinted his eyes and grabbed Rosa's slender wrist pressed her down on the sofa, as if the mask of disguise was torn off and he had nothing to worry about.

Rosa struggled slightly, counting her steps in her heart, desperately breaking free from Baron Gruner's grip, and shouting for help: "Let me go! Let me go!"

Suddenly there was no movement on her body, Rosa opened her eyes, and found that the big detective was calmly dealing with Baron Gruner in front of him, punching and kicking with all his strength, Baron Gruner's cry of pain was unbelievable, Rosa felt in her heart Laugh out loud, the wicked will be rewarded with evil.

The big detective punched Baron Gruner on the bridge of the nose again. Seeing that Baron Gruner passed out, he finally stopped his unilateral beating.

"Sherlock, he's almost dead." Rosa reminded, grabbing Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock took Rosa back and led her out of the living room: "I have informed Lestrade, and General Melville will deal with him next, and he will never get out of prison in this life."

"Didn't I already teach you how to rob? Why not?"

Rosa lowered her head and said silently, "It's too late."

Sherlock took a deep look at her, and touched her soft hair gently: "This kind of thing will never happen again."

Rosa raised her head suddenly, realizing that this was Sherlock's apology in disguise, with a bright smile on her face, she took Sherlock's arm and said, "Sherlock, are you hungry? Let's go have supper .”