[Shen Xia + HP] In the name of a detective

In view of Aurora's rebuttal, Mycroft and Sherlock could each return ten sentences, and in the end she gave up struggling and silently accepted the arrangement of the two.

But now Aurora regrets that she didn't directly reject this bad-sounding proposal. Spending Christmas with the Holmes brothers must be a nightmare.As it turned out, her intuition was remarkably accurate.

Sherlock finished flipping through another book, raised his head and glanced at Aurora who was surrounded by his parents, threw the book he had just finished on the sofa, glanced at the hands of the clock on the wall, and said in a tone Full of impatience: "Why is it only four o'clock in the afternoon, I always feel that this Christmas has already passed a week."

Hearing this, Mycroft also removed the newspaper spread on his legs, and also looked up at the clock, expressing his agreement with Sherlock's words: "It's only four o'clock, it's so painful."

"Why do we celebrate Christmas? It's been many years since we came home for the holidays." Sherlock looked irritated, and he glanced at Aurora who was sitting leisurely by the fireplace again, and became even more irritated.

Mycroft, who once supported this proposal, has obviously changed his mind now, resting on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, resting his forehead and said: "Because Aurora has returned safely, we are all very happy. "

With such a weak and soulless tone, he really couldn't tell that he was very happy at all.

And Aurora took the two brothers' complaints very seriously. Now she was sitting by the fireplace, drinking tea and chatting with the old Sherlock Holmes couple. She looked relaxed and comfortable, but she was not.Before they even chatted a few words, the topic would be shifted to her by the two old people, and then they would ask her all kinds of strange questions like checking her account, such as when did she meet Sherlock, and what do you think of him as a person? How about wait.

Aurora saw that one Holmes brother was flipping through a book and the other was flipping through a newspaper. They had no intention of coming to rescue her at all, so she could only keep smiling and continue to answer questions of one kind or another.She felt that the muscles in her face were going to be stiff.

Of course, chatting with the old Sherlock Holmes couple is not completely useless. In addition to checking the household registration, they also told Aurora a lot of embarrassing things about Sherlock when she was a child.All in all, no matter how many times the topic turns, the central idea of ​​the conversation always revolves around Sherlock.

"Xiali hasn't been very good at interacting with others since he was a child. When he was in school, neither the teachers nor the classmates liked him. Even now, he doesn't have many friends who can talk to him, so please be more tolerant in the future, Aurora. He." Old Mr. Holmes, seizing his wife's chance to catch her breath after the story, finally interposed.

The old Mrs. Holmes next to him glared at him, then turned her head and whispered to Aurora, "Don't listen to what this old man said, if Xiali dares to bully you, you can beat and scold you as you should. Really If not, just tell me, and I'll clean him up."

As she said that, Mrs. Holmes turned her head meaningfully to look at Sherlock who was sitting on the sofa over there, and patted the back of Aurora's hand very kindly.

Aurora didn't expect the plot to develop like this, and she was a little at a loss. She looked towards Sherlock, thinking that he probably didn't hear it at this distance, and finally shook her head under the expectant eyes of the old Holmes couple. , be regarded as a promise.

Old Mrs. Holmes turned her head and saw that the tabletop, which was spotless and tidy just now, was messed up by her two sons. While complaining, she walked over to clean up the table, leaving the old lady who would no longer be interrupted by his wife. Mr. Holmes continued to chat with Aurora alone.

I only heard the old Mrs. Holmes, who was packing things over there, accidentally spilled the cut potato chips on a laptop when she was clearing the table, and asked in a voice no less than Mrs. Hudson: "Mike, what's the matter?" Is it your notebook?"

At this time, Mycroft switched to a new edition of the newspaper and began to flip through it. He looked up at the movement of Mrs. Holmes digging out the laptop from a pile of miscellaneous things, and replied sarcastically: "Yes, the free world Your safety probably depends on it, and you got potatoes on it."

The old Mrs. Holmes, who was accused by her eldest son, finally dug out the laptop, cleaned up the potato chips on it, and planned to educate Mycroft, and said back: "If this thing is so important, you shouldn't Leave him all over the place, Mike."

Mycroft probably felt that in front of his younger brother and subordinates (or future younger siblings?), it would be a bit embarrassing for him to be squeezed by his mother, and he didn't like his mother calling him by this nickname since he was two years old. She didn't change it many times, so she continued to argue with the old Mrs. Holmes: "Mycroft is the name you gave me. I suggest you keep using it, Mrs. Holmes."

The old Mr. Holmes did not know what he said to Aurora again. Not only did he laugh so that all the creases on his face gathered together, but even Aurora, who had been restrained since coming here, fell down laughing.

After hearing the laughter, the mother and son who were arguing looked over together, but Sherlock didn't want to show too much concern for Aurora, but just secretly rolled his eyelids and glanced there. He didn't expect such a small gesture But it just fell into Mycroft's eyes.

Mycroft naturally refused to let go of this good opportunity to tease his younger brother, looked at Sherlock with meaningful eyes, and teased: "It's great that you can bring your 'friend' home."

When speaking of the word "friend", he also specially added the accent.

The old Mrs. Holmes at the side couldn't see Mycroft's appearance, she glared at him, and said, "You know it too, and I don't want to learn from Xiali. When will I see you bring a 'friend' home."

Without waiting for Mycroft to refute, he took a cup of tea to the seat by the fireplace to look for Aurora, handed the cup to her, completely different from his attitude towards the two sons, and said with a gentle smile: "Come on, Aurora, have a cup of tea."

Aurora smiled awkwardly but politely took the cup and nodded her head in thanks.

Old Mrs. Holmes enthusiastically took Aurora's hand that was not holding the cup, glanced sideways at her husband next to her, and said, "If the old man starts whining again, just poke him, it usually works. .”

Aurora took a sip of her tea and smiled.She pointed to the book on the top of the pile of books on the coffee table in front of her called "The Theory of Burning Engines", and asked, "Did you write this?"

Old Mrs. Holmes' complexion changed, she seemed to be a little disgusted with the book she had written, and said: "Oh, that kind of outdated stupid stuff, if I were you, I wouldn't be able to read it. Now it seems that the books in it The calculus must be very stupid."

Aurora nodded obediently, expressing that she couldn't read, but she didn't think so at all.Hearing what old Mrs. Holmes said, she wanted to take a look even more.

She couldn't help looking at the face of old Mrs. Holmes, and secretly sighed, this is the gene of a genius, no wonder the IQ of the two sons is higher than the other.So I can't compare with these two brothers, I can't blame her for this incident, it must be because I lost at the starting line.

After the old Mrs. Holmes finished speaking, she went to her husband and patted him on the back, said "stop moaning", and asked him to help her with housework in a while.

Old Mr. Holmes babbled on some stories about their husband and wife, saying that his wife used to be a mathematician, a genius and a weirdo, and then she gave up her bright future for the sake of her children.He is most afraid of arguing with his wife, because he is not very smart, but old Mrs. Holmes is a logical and well-organized mathematician, and he can't say anything about her.

While listening carefully, Aurora thought secretly in her heart.He is a genius and also a weirdo, but she thinks this sentence is the most suitable to describe Sherlock.Needless to say genius, who dares to say that Sherlock is not extremely smart?Thinking of this, Aurora turned her head and glanced at Sherlock's little curly hair, secretly hoping that he would not be so smart in the future.As for the freak, the whole Scotland Yard called him a "freak," didn't that mean something?

What else is there to "give up a great future for the child", Aurora shook her head, trying to get this absurd idea out of her mind, after all, Sherlock doesn't seem like such a person.

For the last point, Aurora definitely has a deep understanding.Recalling every time I argued with Sherlock about something, it seemed that he ended up winning every time, but I didn't argue with him much.

The two were chatting in full swing, Sherlock saw that his difficult mother had already made Christmas dinner, leaving only a very good-tempered and talkative father, finally closed the book in his hand, and rubbed his eyesight acupoint , stood up from the sofa and walked towards the fireplace.

Old Mr. Holmes originally wanted to share some more stories about Sherlock's childhood, but he found that the protagonist in the story was walking towards this side, and immediately terminated "Revealing Fun Things About Childhood", and touched his nose, very discerning Biandi said to his youngest son, "Maybe I should give you some space. I'll go and see if I can help your mother."

Sherlock glanced at the busy old Sherlock Holmes couple not far away, and Mycroft, who seemed to be reading the newspaper seriously but listening to the movement here, deeply felt that this was not a good place to talk, and sat on the sofa. "Come with me," said Aurora, blinking on her face.

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That counts. . .Let's meet the parents~~Continue to post candy~~

Before I knew it, I had already reached Chapter 96. To be honest, before I started writing, I planned to finish writing within forty chapters. (Hang the forehead) I am really grateful to the friends who have been able to catch up here from the beginning. Without your support, I would not be able to persist.After all, sometimes I have too much homework, or I am addicted to novels and TV dramas and cannot extricate myself. At that time, I really don’t want to code.But luckily, we all persevered.

Next, I want to talk about the story line after this. After Christmas, I will enter the story line of the original TV series.After all, everyone should have seen it, so the case will be described as clearly as possible, and sugar will be given at all times.Of course, there will also be some small settings that deviate from the original work in the connection between each case. There is no doubt that it is used to make sugar.

It seems that I accidentally said too much, bye bye~~