Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

In one day's spare time, Sherlock stood at the long kitchen table doing experiments, and Wu Pan stood at the door and tapped the door three times.Sherlock's door was never closed. He attracted Sherlock's attention, but he did not enter the room.

Sherlock took off his goggles, put down the eyedropper, and sat down on the couch.

It was an unexpected visitor, but it made sense.

Sherlock relaxed his shoulders and sat upright. "Please." He stretched out his hand to the seat opposite him, signaling him to take a seat instead of standing at the door.

Wu Pan leaned against the door frame, eyes half-dark, folded his arms, and said: "No." After finishing speaking, he felt that his actions and tone were very chic and similar, and he was a little proud of himself.

"What do you want to tell me?"

"I've heard your reputation as the only consulting detective in the world."

Sherlock was unflappable.

Wu Pan rolled his eyelids and continued, "What do you think of my sister?"

"I think we're going to be together for a long time, a very long time. All the time I'm alive, if your sister wants to."

Sherlock stared at his face, his eyes shifted out of the French windows as if touched.She is coming.

"Is that how confident you are?"

"I think so."

Wu Pan clicked his tongue when he heard this.

That's it?

Hey, this feeling is really uncomfortable. She has been by his side for more than 20 years, taking good care of him. Some people say that twins are born in one body, and he believes this.

Then his younger sister, who had lived together with him for more than 20 years and hadn't been separated much, was pre-ordered like this?snatched away?

Why?

As far as he himself is concerned, even if he marries a wife, he will not abandon his sister!

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Zhen might not be so heartless, he wouldn't leave his brother behind, right?ah?ah?

but......

Wu Pan remembered one thing, if this matter is not resolved, everything is not settled yet!

"She didn't seem to tell me that she fell in love with someone." Even if he didn't say it, he could at least tell it based on his IQ.But no, Wu Zhen didn't show signs of falling in love, but he was at the age of falling in love.

In a foreign country, everything is not easy. Wu Zhen was actually a very obedient and sensible child who made people feel distressed. When he was a child, he looked like a little girl under the seat of Guanyin. She was pink and cute. When she smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons, sweet of.No matter where she moved, the neighbors liked her.The only thing is, after a long time, everyone is an adult. It can be seen that this little girl is obedient and sensible, but her attitude towards people is always lukewarm.As for him, he is a boy, he is skinny, and he brings some children around to make troubles. He is not very popular, but he is warm-hearted, and he is a child. The neighbors laugh and scold him, and they like him, sometimes more than witch It's even worse.

He had heard that girls of the same age were more mature than boys. He doubted the truth of this and would not comment on it, but Wu Zhen was indeed more mature and sensible than him.After all, given her age, her understanding is limited.

Having said that, it is one thing for Wu Zhen to be independent since he was a child, but it is another thing for him to try his best to protect Wu Zhen. This is the responsibility of the elder brother and the promise of the twins.

Sherlock was silent for a long time this time: "I don't need you to worry about this."

Wu Pan paced to the sofa, with his sleeves rolled up at his elbows and his hands in his pockets.His skin is also very white, and the color of his exposed arms is pure white in a faint shadow.

"It's true that I don't need to worry about it. There are so many handsome guys in the world, and she is a face control member. It's not sure who I really like."

There was a sound of stomping up the stairs outside the room.

The two fell silent.

Wu Zhen entered 221B, went upstairs with black lacquered leather shoes, and opened the door. Sherlock and Wu Pan sat on both sides of the sofa, without interfering with each other, and there was no intersection.

Sherlock's slender legs were crossed, the heels of his leather shoes rested on the low sofa table, and the computer was placed on his lap. Facing the glowing computer screen, his eyes seemed to be searching for something.

Wu Pan's legs are not as long as Sherlock's, and he is not to be outdone, with Erlang's legs crossed. Under the unclear light, at first glance, Wu Zhen thought he saw himself with his eyes closed and resting his mind. Fortunately, after so many years, he got used to it and was not scared. arrive.

"Why did you come up?"

Wu Pan is not a person who likes to visit neighbors. He usually doesn't go upstairs unless he has something to do or is extremely bored. He met this neighbor who he said "likes to play with guns for nothing".

"Come to inspect your work."

"Still inspecting, you think you are the leader." Wu Zhen smiled and sat on the spare seat in the middle of the sofa, feeling something was wrong all of a sudden.On the left and on the right, Sherlock and Wu Pan are doing their own things, but Wu really feels a sense of stagnation in the air, which makes people restrained. When he moved his neck a little, he felt a slight cracking of his bones.

She was going to say something, anything, and now it felt so weird.

After Sherlock finished searching, he stopped typing on the keyboard, closed the computer, and made a slight click.

"Someone's cell phone is ringing."

Sherlock spoke up.Wu Zhen actually felt relieved, and reflexively touched the small backpack with her hand, but she never muted her mobile phone.

Wu Pan hummed suspiciously, then took out the vibrating mobile phone from his jacket pocket like an electric shock, and connected it.

"Hi, Enen, I'm at my place, I'll be right there." Wu Pan followed the phone and got up and left.

Wu Zhen grabbed the corner of his clothes and mouthed: "Who is so active."

Wu Pan also mouthed: "Professor."

As a student at school, the professor's affairs are bigger than the sky. Wu Zhen can understand Wu Pan's reaction from time to time as if his hair exploded when he received a phone call from his professor, but he still feels contemptuous. The hard-to-serve princess is sick and squeamish, like her girlfriend's phone number, cowardly.She hadn't been so obsequious to her respected psychology professor.

Wu Zhen closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Go, go, come back for dinner tonight."

Sherlock said, "I have something to do tonight."

"So, brother, you can buy and eat outside."

Wu Pan glanced at her resentfully, moved her lips, but finally left without saying anything.

There are only two people left in the room.

Wu Zhen asked, "What happened to him?"

Sherlock said vaguely, "I'm probably angry."

Wu Zhen bit her lower lip, quite helplessly, and also felt a little funny. "You guys had a fight?"

"I don't think the term is understood that way."

Wu Zhen seemed to have discovered a new world: "Why do you choke people to death every time?"

"Because I'm smarter than them all."

Pride and genius are exclusive to Sherlock. Even if some people don't like his pride, envy his genius and hate his mediocrity, no one will question this.

He is a well-deserved genius who likes to sharply mock others.

Sherlock paced in front of Wu Zhen, the difference between the two was only half a step, Wu Zhen raised his head slightly to look at him.With the backlight, Sherlock's silhouette is hidden in the shadows, becoming more three-dimensional and deeper.Wu Zhen's heart throbbed in a trance, she seemed a little confused about her feelings for Sherlock, hire?friendship?Or is it obsession?

Obsessed with his genius.

"I have seen many smart people, high IQ, high EQ, some high IQ but don't understand what emotion is, your situation is different from them. You know and can analyze everyone's emotion, which is different from high EQ It's very similar. Sherlock, it's not that you don't understand, you just don't want to understand them, and consciously cut out the emotional line in your heart."

Sherlock walked up to Wu Zhen completely, the two of them pressed their toes together, Wu Zhen's feet shrank back, Sherlock leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "My psychiatrist, I want to know why ?"

"......why?"

The sound of breathing was in the ears, and there was an inexplicable itchiness, Wu Zhen suddenly became a little nervous.

Sherlock took a step back, straightened his clothes, his expression was as usual, serious.

"I won't tell you, guess for yourself."

Wu Zhen: "You know, sometimes I can't help but want to beat you up."

Sherlock: "You are always welcome."