[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[One-sided relationship. 】

【Owner: Jasmine Amber (forensic doctor) / Elizabeth Ledford (house female anchor)】

Tell a terrible thing.

Jasmine didn't realize that someone was following them until she followed Juanmiao through a long alleyway, and she was not in a hurry, very patient, and very technical.

But when she looked back, she could only see a fashionable girl with her head lowered and concentrated on playing with her mobile phone, and she didn't see the low-key stalker.

Curly Meow, who had noticed it a long time ago, deliberately quickened her pace, and Jasmine struggled to keep up with her high-heeled shoes.After walking a long distance, the feeling of being followed is still looming, I can't get rid of the major general, get away.

This is already scary.

But what was even more frightening was that when they were about to walk out of the alleyway, the curly cat who was walking in front suddenly turned around and rushed into her arms.

It's scary, in broad daylight, the world is bright, someone——Meow throws himself into his arms!

But Jasmine couldn't be happy for a few seconds, and Curly Cat, who didn't give her a chance to react, quickly got into her satchel.

The bag Jasmine brought out today is not too small, at least it is more than enough to hold a curly cat.It's just that as soon as Juan Miao got in, the shoulder bag that originally only contained a small amount of cosmetics, wallets and tissues was immediately propped up, which looked a bit strange from the outside.

Not all of the curly cats got in.His fluffy tail was clamped outside, and he couldn't find where the brain nerves that controlled this extra organ after turning into a cat were, so Curly Meow had to stretch out his paws and pull it.

After pulling it a few times without moving it, Jasmine, who didn't know why, came back to her senses.She didn't know whether Juan Miao's pulling was painful or not, so she quickly helped him stuff his tail in.

Incidentally……

The big detective's tail is so soft and comfortable...

Jasmine, who was completely unaware that she had just been fooled for a while, gradually became aware of someone approaching in front of her.

Jasmine raised her head blankly, and before the formal black suit and the gentleman's black umbrella came into her field of vision and caught her attention, it was the man's forehead that was a little reflective under the bright sun.

...This, this hairline is quite dangerous.

Jasmine couldn't help squinting her eyes to avoid the light, and under the attack of the man's black face, she greeted the man rather awkwardly: "Ah, I'm sorry, it was just subconsciously... Uh, Mr. Holmes, good afternoon."

Of course Jasmine knew him.

On the day when the great detective turned into a cat, she leaned out her upper body from the window of the building at the scene of the crime, and just about to take a look at the "death" scene below, she met the man's eyes.

——Oh no, it seems that I was dazzled by this shiny forehead first...

In short, Jasmine vaguely guessed his identity when she saw him, but it wasn't until he approached her that Jasmine knew that this person was actually Sherlock's brother.

Shouldn't it be said that a family does not enter a house?

Not only was this person tall and thin like Sherlock, but he also stared at Jasmine almost exactly the same way.

Light and cool, with thick scrutiny.

Jasmine had no doubt that she had already been seen through when she was first glanced at by this person.This feeling is not annoying, Jasmine should say that she is used to it.

The cheek muscles tensed up slightly, and the big detective's brother showed a kind smile.

However, as a forensic doctor who has been greeting bloody muscles and nerves for a long time, even without the sharp vision of a great detective, he can tell that the muscles of the person in front of him are too stiff, and his laughing nerves definitely have no urge to laugh.

He was just smirking.

Jasmine had just finished thinking this way when she suddenly realized that she had seen Sherlock laugh like this before.

Why didn't she turn her mind so quickly like now?

Or is love always blind?

"Miss Amber, you are very nervous." The person who smirked didn't realize that he was the reason for the other party's nervousness. "To ease your nervousness, if you want, you can just call me Mycroft."

Jasmine just smiled stiffly when she heard the words, and didn't rush to call out to try the effect.

She probably understood the reason why Juan Miao walked out of the alley but turned around and got into her arms——the reason why it was definitely this person!

This person also knows the real inside story of the big detective's "suicide" incident, and may even be involved in planning it.

Molly thought about what Mycroft had looked like the day she had seen him on set.

His face was expressionless, but definitely not sad.

Thinking of this, Jasmine suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Sherlock's funeral.

From the day of the "accident" to the present, Molly hadn't seen John, and she hadn't even seen Officer Lestrade.

A few days ago, John called with an obviously angry voice and asked her if she would go together to pick Sherlock's grave, but Jasmine didn't go.

She was afraid that she would not be able to hold back the sadness on her face—after seeing someone who was suspended animation but accidentally turned into a curly ball, no one would be able to laugh anymore—why she went without any sadness Show them off.

But it's not an option to hide all the time. If you don't go to tomorrow's funeral, it will be a bit...

The satchel attached to his waist suddenly hit him hard.

Jasmine suddenly woke up from her distraction, with a wry smile on her face.

Dear big detective, since you want to avoid your brother, then don't get into your satchel and hide it and then make a fool of yourself, okay...

I can assure you that your brother has seen you a long time ago...

"Miss Amber, it's not a good habit to be distracted while chatting." Mycroft said with a smile.

Jasmine recalled it for a while.

After she met him, she spoke once and he spoke once. Is this called chatting? !

Jasmine knew that her mind was distracted first, and she was powerless to defend herself, so she could only reply: "I'm sorry, sir. But you...what's the matter?"

The waist was hit by the satchel again.

What I said is wrong, then you tell him yourself!

come out!Don't play dead!Face it bravely!

Jasmine was still smiling, but a barrage of bullets flew through her heart.

Mycroft casually glanced at Jasmine's tightly gripped shoulder bag, with the corner of his mouth hooked, and pointed sideways to the roadside not far away: "It's not good to talk standing up, how about sitting down?"

Jasmine immediately agreed "Yes", and at the same time received another blow on the waist.

Although the great detective did not use much force with grace, and Jasmine didn't feel any pain at all, she was still quite resentful.

If it happens again, I will call the police, uh no, call your brother!

Jasmine was sitting on a chair with her satchel in her arms, and Mycroft, who was sitting at the other end, was still holding on to the umbrella that was useless in sunny days, and said softly, "I think you already know about my brother's death." .”

Jasmine: "Yes, yes..."

How long has it been since all London must know that your brother is dead.

Leaning on the umbrella, she twitched her index finger: "The last time we met was a little far away, but this time I took a closer look, and I realized that Miss Amber doesn't live alone. Except... the cat you recently adopted, and Another roommate. Is it a very difficult roommate?"

Jasmine: "...Did you deduce this from your eyes?"

As powerful as Sherlock!

Mycroft: "Deduce by eyes? Oh no, I just looked up your information on the Internet before I came, and sent someone to squat at the door of your apartment for a few days."

Jasmine: "..."

Much better than Sherlock!

Sue you for infringement* Oh!

Mycroft: "Don't try to denounce me, I'm a small government//government official// member with a little friendship with the big names in the judiciary."

Jasmine: "...It's just a small friendship."

His waist seemed to have been hit by a pile driver.

After the meeting, remember to tell Juanmei that your cat punch is very effective.

After wiping off her sweat, the helpless Jasmine asked helplessly, "Sir, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, and said playfully: "According to my research, Miss Amber, my brother seems to like to go to your morgue... But you don't have any relationship, right?"

not related……

Jasmine couldn't help but straightened her waist: "Sherlock and I are friends."

Mycroft: "Oh, his very few friends..."

Jasmine: "...It's the kind of people who see each other from time to time. If they meet, they will definitely be despised for their IQ, and then they can't help but meet."

Mycroft went on: "The one-sided kind?"

Jasmine: "..."

Jasmine vaguely felt that she was not the Detective's one-sided friend, but she also felt powerless to refute.

It's just that this person is indeed Sherlock's brother, and the way he annoys someone without saying three words is very similar.Jasmine couldn't make Sherlock understand that some truths were unnecessary most of the time, and she couldn't let Mycroft in front of her understand.

Looking at the person in front of her who was constantly reflecting light, she really wanted to smear him with the rolls in her bag! ! !

Of course, Mycroft could see the rage of the girl in front of him, and he knew better than his unlovable brother how to get a good deal, so he changed the content of the next sentence: "Miss Amber, cat It's an amazing creature."

Jasmine's hands, which were trembling with anger, stopped shaking in fright.

He should have guessed the relationship between Jumiao and Sherlock, right?So... what do you mean by this?

"Perhaps you are more concerned about how long you want to adopt your cat, but I am more concerned about why it is a cat." Mycroft glanced at the satchel, "Miss Amber, have you never thought about why it is a cat? "

Jasmine: "...I think it's pretty similar."

"This is probably the problem." Mycroft nodded in satisfaction, moved his fingers holding the handle of the umbrella, and said with his head down, "I heard that the group of so-called superheroes in the United States recently appeared Many inexplicable disappearances, like my brother who disappeared inexplicably..."

Um?There is such a thing?Jasmine had never heard of it.

Mycroft: "So I looked it up with a little interest, and found a very interesting phenomenon."

Jasmine quietly waited for him to continue, but he stopped, looked down at the umbrella, but did not continue.

...Does he still have to wait for her to ask him to continue his relationship?

Jasmine could only say, "What phenomenon?"

Sure enough, Mycroft said immediately afterward: "The most recent disappearance is Iron Man's cute husband and Shang's farm wife last month. Not long after he disappeared, the entire Avengers suddenly started searching for teddy dogs. Speaking of which, I really I can’t help but want to add my own thoughts.”

He smiled maliciously, "The big CEO of Stark Industries looks like a teddy to some extent."

Jasmine: "..."

As an IQ person who is always laughed at by your younger brother, I can already hear what you are implying... Can't I just say it bluntly!

"Are you suspecting that Sherlock's matter is related to the American Reunion?" Jasmine asked unceremoniously, "Is there any evidence?"

Mycroft was not upset by being offended, he still said with a smirk: "I don't need evidence, I'll just call and ask."

"...It seems that you are not just a small, small, official//officer as you said."

He actually wanted to directly call the group of earth-level "demolition offices" in New York to care for his younger brother.

With a meaningful smile, Mycroft stared at Jasmine silently for a long time, and after staring at Jasmine's hair, he stood up with satisfaction: "Cats are very magical creatures, take good care of them." Come on, Miss Amber."

"Aren't you going to take him away?"

Mycroft smiled: "Recently, there are so many cats in the cabinet that they can fight in front of No. 10 Downing Street. I don't want to bring another cat back to add to the chaos."

"This, that's it..."

Jasmine thought the cats fighting in Downing Street were so cute.

Mycroft was about to leave, but he turned around after walking a few steps: "I'm going to be busy with gray pigeons recently, I hope your cat won't cause trouble for me, thank you."

...What is that!

Jasmine opened the satchel after watching the man with the umbrella walk away.When Juan Miao saw the satchel opened, she couldn't wait to get out from a pile of useless things, and panted hard with her forelegs on the mouth of the satchel.

He almost couldn't hear anything in it just now, and was almost suffocated to death. He hit Jasmine with his head, but she didn't respond.It is too slow!

Curly Meow stared at Jasmine.

Was it because he was afraid he would hear her speaking ill of Mycroft about him!

Jasmine didn't know why Curly Meow would stare at her like this as soon as she came out. She guessed that something might have upset him after he heard her conversation with Mycroft just now.

For some reason, Jasmine remembered the words that Mycroft said with a smile, "There is no relationship between you".

She is hot.

So she stared back.

This time, Curly Meow was frightened.

Even if it made her angry at Christmas last time, she wasn't so angry... It was the first time she saw such a scary Jasmine...

For the first time, Juan Miao did not dare to look directly at Jasmine.

I heard Jasmine say viciously: "One-sided is one-sided, anyway, it has something to do with it!"

Curly Meow: "..."

……What?