Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Dylan noticed her gaze, twisted up the patterned hair on his short sleeves, shook forward, and said with a bright smile, "Aww..."

Wu Zhen was amused all of a sudden.

"You also come to the supermarket."

"Yes."

"Speaking of which, I'm still your senior. What, the speech last time was not bad."

"Very good, as expected from our academy." In fact, she accompanied Annabelle to see the handsome guy, that is, Dylan. Annabelle watched the handsome guy the whole time. Different majors are not available, and there is no review.

Dylan laughed.

"We haven't been in touch since the last time we met." Dylan said regretfully, "I even asked your classmates for your phone number, but I haven't dared to dial it. Do you know, see you again You, I'm so happy."

This is already similar to a vague confession, right?

Wu Zhen said vaguely: "Yes."

Dylan scratched his head and said, "Can I buy you a drink? Tonight."

"I'm afraid not, I have something to do next."

"A date?" Dylan said hesitantly.

"No."

"That is to say, I still have a chance?" Dylan did not hide his desire to pursue Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen felt it very clearly.

But this idea, I really can't tell.Foreigners are more casual, and they will chase after you if you look good.Or if you are famous, you also follow.If you can't catch up, forget it.If you catch up, you don't have to be serious.

Annabelle is such an honest geography student who wears thick glasses. Although she has changed to contact lenses for convenience in recent months, she has had no less than four boyfriends.

The most important point is that she now has a boyfriend, and Sherlock also has a boyfriend.

This can no longer make people feel ambiguous.

Wu Zhen said honestly, "I already have a boyfriend."

Dylan's expression suddenly became very sad.

Wu Zhen felt that his emotions fluctuated too much, which was not good. In her opinion, it was not a good thing for a psychiatrist to not be able to control his emotions well.Dylan is not a psychiatrist, maybe a sunny person is like this, and he doesn't hide his heart at all?So is Sherlock, but he's more composed, or not interested in wasting expressions.

Dylan seemed to say something in her ear, Wu Zhen came back to his senses and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

Dylan repeated it again, with helpless and sad eyes: "There must be a very smart person to be worthy of you."

"Not necessarily, but he's a very clever man."

"Smarter than me?"

"In terms of how to use the brain and solve cases, no one can match him." Wu Zhenxin felt a little proud.

That's Sherlock Holmes.

And she was talking about love with Sherlock Holmes, what an amazing thing.It's amazing, how did she come across Sherlock in the first place?Get in touch with this miraculous figure who defies common sense.

"Who is he?" Dylan asked.

"Sherlock."

"how is he?"

"very good."

"Can I know him?"

"Of course, if he wants to."

"What are his hobbies?"

"About the case."

Wu Zhen was a little displeased with Dylan's close inquiry about her boyfriend's privacy, Dylan saw it and quickly stopped the topic.

Dylan leaned sideways and pointed to the aisle where he came, then pointed to his trolley, and said, "The fresh food section is selling a lot, I picked some, they are very fresh."

Wu Zhen looked at Dylan's trolley in the direction of his finger. There were indeed some fresh food in it, but the most eye-catching thing was the dozens of cleaning fluids for various purposes, three cleaning wipes, and several large bottles of fresh air. potions, these nearly filled his cart.

Wu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and his first thought was: a serious cleanliness obsession, suspected obsessive-compulsive disorder, this kind of person's personality is generally difficult to tolerate flaws, and it is not like his casual dressing style.

"Well, I'm trying to make a fresh dish for dinner."

"Me too, but there is a way to choose fresh food, I will teach you." Dylan began to talk about the method of choosing food and how to judge the freshness with great interest.

The beginning of this talk is a bit like the scene when the aunts in the neighborhood meet. The parents are short-lived and have many trivial matters.What kind of vegetables did you buy today? That supermarket in that place is on sale. It’s clear. It’s like an agent who specializes in investigating the fruit and vegetable industry. It’s an invisible battlefield.

Wu Zhen has become a good hand at grocery shopping since he was a child, and the kitchen in his mind has already started to cook in full swing.

When Dylan said something, he suddenly remembered something, and said sorry, "Really, go to the fresh food section quickly, so that there are no more. When I went just now, there were many people buying it."

Wu Zhen said: "Then I'll go." Reflexively pushing the trolley to the fresh food area.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Dylan waved his hand.

Wu Zhen didn't want to continue this slightly awkward conversation, and hurriedly pushed the trolley to the fresh food area.

Sure enough, she still miscalculated the combat effectiveness of the British aunts, which was nothing compared to the combat effectiveness of the Chinese aunts who swept across the border like a storm.When she went to the fresh food section, there was still a lot left. There were more raw fish than fresh shrimp, and the price was cheap.Wu Zhen picked out a few very expensive fish sold in China, and planned to cook them raw tonight.

......

When Wu Zhen returned to 221B with a large bag of things, Lestrade's clothes were still wet.Still leaning against the door frame in the standard posture, seeing Wu Zhen appearing at the stairs, he greeted her calmly.

What happened next was not so peaceful.

Sherlock exposed Lestrade's "evil deeds" to Wu Zhen: he reported Lestrade's bad behavior of rubbing rotten human hair on the carpet to Wu Zhen one by one with a speculative attitude.

Wu Zhen's eyes were sharp, and she saw variegated unidentified objects appearing on the white towel on the sofa. She turned over the towel. Short hair, given what Sherlock had said earlier.Wu Zhen pinched it with two fingers instead, and then cast a cold glance at Lestrade.

Sheriff Lestrade, who had experienced many battles, was a little flustered by that look. He didn't know why he was flustered, but he remained motionless on the surface. "What, it's just a bit of hair. Sherlock still has heads in the freezer."

"It's just a bit of hair." Wu Zhen said with a semi-bright smile, "Maybe you didn't pay attention to the fact that you stepped on someone's hair and at the same time left a lovely swollen and smelly scalp. It also spoiled the fruits of my day's labor. Why? Why don't you go to Mycroft's house for his rugs and towels? By the way, Sherlock's refrigerator is disabled."

Sherlock's laughter sank in his throat, his shoulders trembled from laughter, and he added: "I bought another one."

"He and I are just subordinates." Lestrade said very confidently.Touching the clothes, it has been dried by body temperature.

Lestrade's character can be said to be soft and cute, easy to bully, and willing to admit mistakes, no wonder he can walk among the Holmes brothers, although he hits a wall everywhere, he still perseveres.Wu Zhen was very angry, but it was inconvenient to continue.

"Really, come here." Sherlock waved to Wu Zhen.

"What's wrong."

Sherlock embraced Wu Zhen and sniffed his nose. "Who did you meet?"

"No one." Wu Zhen didn't understand why.

"You smell of Davidoff perfume and air freshener. If you just pass him by, you won't leave such a strong smell. You talked for a long time."

As soon as the air freshener was mentioned, Wu Zhen remembered.

"It's Dylan."

When I was talking to Dylan, I could indeed smell a perfume, but there were a lot of smells in the supermarket, and she didn't pay attention, so she got the smell. Good perfume smell lasts for a long time, no wonder Xia Locke would smell it.

"Dylan?"

"I am senior."

A small police officer ran up to 221B and handed a portfolio to Lestrade who was standing by the door.Then he said something in his ear and left.

Lestrade put the portfolio on the sofa table and said, "I'm leaving, the current information is here."

Wu Zhen said, "Bye."

"Bye." Lestrade gave her a back view. He was going back to change his clothes. He didn't need to change the clothes when they were dry. But if the time was not urgent, he wanted to slow down. Tissue, that is to say, there are rotten tissues on his close-fitting trousers, which still disgusts him. Recently, he has been influenced by someone, and his life has become tidy. mental outlook.

221B is still continuing the topic just now.

"Senior? He is pursuing you. This is a deliberate meeting. A man will not mix air freshener and perfume unless he often moves in a room mixed with air freshener and his clothes are already stained. The smell of air freshener can’t be washed away. And he sprayed on perfume specially, which is a sign of a date, but he talked with you in the supermarket for a long time in a hurry, it’s obvious who his target is.”

Wu Zhen was noncommittal, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Did I turn him down, or did you think I would be tempted?"

"No, my little psychologist is more determined than anyone else."

"Hmm." Wu Zhen expressed satisfaction with Sherlock's trusting attitude.

"Also, if he really attacks you, I'm also confident in taking you back."

"Sherlock."

"Ah."

"You are too domineering." Wu Zhen's tone was joyful.

"I know." Sherlock said, "You can worship for a lifetime."