Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Inside 221B.

"It's a rare occurrence, Mycroft."

"Sherlock, I didn't come to you to quarrel." Mycroft lowered his voice, "although almost every time it will develop into a quarrel."

Mycroft sat on the wide sofa, leaning on the black umbrella he carried with him.Sherlock put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, facing Mycroft sideways, with a slender figure.

Miss Blackberry consciously stood beside the closed door, looked down at her phone, pressed keys from time to time, and turned a deaf ear to what happened in this room.

"So, are you here to stop me this time?"

"No, Sherlock." Mycroft said, "I'm here to keep you alive."

His younger brother, Sherlock Holmes, is a genius. He has been a genius since he was a child. Although he is not as intelligent as him, he still stands out from the crowd.Because of this, he has received a lot of prejudice from the world, and his eccentric character is inherited from him.

Their parents have no personality problems. Their mother is a mathematician. Their excellent brains and strict logic are inherited from their mothers, but they did not inherit their mother's easy-going personality.

Since they were young, they realized that they were different from other ordinary children.

He chooses to believe in his excellent brain. No one, including his genius brother, can catch up with the pace of his thinking. He tries his best to let his excellent brain play its due role.

His younger brother, Sherlock, chooses another path. He can't let go of a part of his heart, and despite his best efforts to ignore his emotional needs, he still can't deny it.Sherlock is sensitive, and everyone's fleeing stimulates him. When he was a teenager, he was once weary of the world and depraved, so they made an agreement.

Later, he finally learned to protect himself and finally recognized the reality.

It's good that his troubled lonely and gifted brother is finally growing up.

Then Wu Zhen came.

She didn't break his world, but filled the broken part of Sherlock's world with a gentle and undeniable gesture.

She's independent, she's confident, so she doesn't get distracted by outside comments about Sherlock.

He is very happy.

The problem is, Wu Zhen brings more than just the good side.Sherlock has Wu Zhen, and Sherlock has fetters.This is a red flag.

Mycroft: "You can't go to her."

Sherlock read Mycroft's expression coldly: "Let me guess, you know who kidnapped Zhen, and that person is very dangerous."

McCoff acquiesced.

Sherlock: "Who is he?"

Mycroft: "You can't go, they're out of the UK."

The whole of England is his jurisdiction, and it is also a limitation. Outside of this area, it is difficult for his hands to continue to extend.

Sherlock: "Thank you for giving me more information?"

Mycroft: "She's probably dead by now."

Sherlock: "Well, I'm going to find her body."

Mycroft: "And married it?"

Sherlock: "Good idea."

Mycroft: "Listen, my dear brother, what stupid things are you talking about."

Sherlock: "Mycroft, you've been alone for so long that you don't know the 'emotional' connection between people." He bit the word "emotional" hard.

Mycroft was struck inside.

He has always been on his own, carefully planning, and does not really take anyone seriously, so no one has a deep friendship with him.

Mycroft seemed to say to himself: "I hate this topic."

Sherlock picked up his suit jacket and opened the door. "I don't want to continue this topic either, let's end it." Sherlock made a "avoidance" gesture to Miss Blackberry.

Miss Blackberry nodded slightly, and stepped aside.

Fearing that Sherlock would not be able to hear him if he went too far away, Mycroft shouted angrily: "I will order to ban all flights over London in the near future!"

Sherlock's voice came from afar: "As you like!"

Mycroft slumped back against the sofa.

"what."

Miss Blackberry walked in, keeping her eyes on the phone screen. "I don't think you need to worry about him."

McCoff rested his head on the back of the sofa, pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Why?"

Miss Blackberry: "He's Sherlock, I mean, he's Sherlock Holmes. Not just your brother."

Mycroft: "I hope it's as you said."

Miss Blackberry: "Does the flight still need to be banned?"

Mycroft searched in his mind, and the recent weather forecast detected a typhoon landing, which happens to be an excellent reason, even the gods are on his side, even though he is an atheist.

Mycroft: "Of course, if he is capable, prove it to me."

Even Miss Blackberry felt that her boss was a little too capricious this time.

She chose to obey as always, never asking why.

......

Malloy has been squatting in 221B for a month.

He is a dedicated reporter, even if he squats for another month, he will squat down without hesitation.In order to obtain the first-hand information of the parties, he tried his best to follow the parties.

"The only consulting detective in the world."

If the first-hand information about this person is obtained, the articles written by Malloy will definitely be published in major newspapers and become famous internationally.

Just thinking about it makes me very excited.

Malloy held the "barrel" camera steady, squatted in the corner and snapped several photos.

The problem is, he hasn't figured out how to continue to talk to Sherlock Holmes. He has been rejected several times. Looking back at the past pictures, all of them fail:

——Sherlock said coldly: "No"

——Sherlock stretched out his black windbreaker and said coldly, "No."

——Sherlock ruthlessly slammed the door of 221B, and the voice came from the moment the door closed: "No."

——Sherlock led a girl forward, leaving behind two chic backs: "No."

"No."

"No."

"roll."

"No. Go away."

"Leave far away."

"No, I don't want to see you again."

......

The experience of failure has accumulated more and more, and now Sherlock doesn't like him at all.But this time, it's a little different, as he learns that Sherlock is troubled by the disappearance of his girlfriend and roommate.

It was the girl Sherlock led away last time.

He probably just happens to know where she is.

......

After exiting the door of 221B, Sherlock felt that the world was boundless, with speeding vehicles, steel and iron buildings, all kinds of information flashed through his mind at the speed of light, and he couldn't find any traces of Wu Zhen.

If the kidnapper kidnaps, he will definitely issue a blackmail letter. If he kills, there is no need to send the body abroad.

Mycroft defaulted to danger and would not lie to him.Wu Zhen's family history is clean, and it is impossible for him to mess with any dangerous people.

So this time, it was for him.

He made up his mind to see someone, and walked away.

"Mr. Holmes." Malloy rushed out from the corner, carrying the camera and hurried to catch up with Sherlock. "Wait...wait, maybe you're interested in doing an interview with me this time."

Sherlock walked quickly without turning his head, "Where did you get the confidence from?"

"I have that girl's profile!"

Sherlock stopped in his tracks: "Who?"

Malloy knew he had succeeded: "That girl, the girl who often walks with you, is a foreigner, short, with long and thick hair, like a doll."

Sherlock beckons, and a taxi pulls up beside him.He opened the car door and said to Malloy, "Come with me."

Malloy got into the taxi excitedly and sat in the back seat.Sherlock then sat in.Report the place name.

Malloy silently remembered it in his heart.

The vehicle stopped in front of a divination house, and Malloy looked out. The lights in the room were dim, and the items were placed in unexpected layers—he always thought that the divination house was as messy as a garbage dump.

The owner of the shop didn't seem to welcome them.

——Firstly, Sherlock was not welcome, and then implicated him.

Sophie was wearing a bat shirt woven with colorful wool, which was very wide, revealing her white collarbone, and her lower body was tight leather pants.The seaweed-like hair is naturally scattered, the thick smoky makeup is painted, and the delicate face is full of unwelcome.

Sophie: "I really haven't come to see me recently, are you talking bad things about me behind my back!"

Sherlock: "She finally realized that you are not a good person."

Sophie: "Shut up, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you lolicon!"

Sherlock pursed his lips, too lazy to explain to her.He was looking for her today because he had business to do.

Malloy extended a friendly hand to Sophie: "Hi, I'm Malloy, a reporter."

Sophie reluctantly reached out for a handshake.

Malloy: "Well, don't you want us to come in and sit down? Mr. Holmes seems to have come to see you on a special trip."

Sophie: "What business are you looking for me for?" Then she turned and entered the room, pushed open the two glass doors, and the air conditioner gushed out.

Sherlock: "True, she's missing."

Sophie: "What?"

The author has something to say: There are two updates today, and I will publish another chapter before twelve o'clock (midnight), at least 3000+.

That’s right, that’s right, what I’ve always wanted to say, Wu Zhen’s appearance is [Lolita]~

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