Fulla was walking alone on the street, surrounded by groups of couples, family members, and friends. She walked fast in a pair of stiletto sandals. The heels of these shoes fell off last time, and it was old Peter who helped her re-nail them. up.

Fulla stomped on the shoes on purpose, wishing she could stomp off the heels again.She walked so hard that she accidentally stepped on the heel of her shoe into a sewer crevice and couldn't get it out.

Fulla let out an "ouch", stabilized her body, and watched the high-heeled shoes stuck in the gap of the manhole cover, maintaining a strange upturned appearance.She curled her lips, kicked off the other shoe, squatted down, and wanted to rub the shoe.

Unfortunately, the stuck shoe happened to be the one that had been cut off before. Fulla tried hard, and the shoe was healed, but the heel was still firmly stuck in the gap, and only a little leaked out. It might be very difficult. Got it out.

Fulla took a deep breath, looked at the flat shoe in her hand, and the other high-heeled shoe she had just taken off, and cursed, when she suddenly felt someone stop in front of her, she looked up, and it was Old Peter.

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Sherlock looked down at the girl squatting on the ground, young, impulsive, rebellious, and ignorant, this is his positioning for Fulla.From the moment he joined the gang, he could see that Fulla was different from the others. Dick cherished Fulla, everyone could see it, but she was more of a person than Dick's sweetheart and little princess. Good product, good item.

"Stupid," Sherlock said slowly.

"Hey! What are you talking about!" Fulla stood up abruptly, waving the shoes in her hands: "Don't think that you can talk nonsense because Dick trusts you! You are stupid! Old man!"

Sherlock looked at the shoes in Fulla's hand and asked, "Are you going to drink barefoot?"

Only now did Fulla realize that she was still standing barefoot, which was really uncomfortable. The key point was that without the blessing of high heels, she was more than a head shorter than the man in front of her, and she only reached the shoulders of old Peter!

Sherlock looked at the girl in front of her, her thoughts had drifted away for a long time.What a stupid goldfish!Sherlock thought to himself, he stretched out his hand to the goldfish in front of him: "Give me the shoes."

"Why?" Fulla asked, handing the shoe to Sherlock: "It's useless, the heel is already stuck in the gap, I tried it just now, and I can't pull it out at all! Hey! what are you doing!"

Fulla didn't expect that the old Peter took her shoe over to fix the heel, but broke off the heel of another intact shoe. She didn't have time to react!

Sherlock threw the shoes on the ground: "At least this will give you shoes to wear without limping."

Fulla slipped her feet into her shoes, which wasn't comfortable, but like old Peter said, at least she didn't have to limp back in two shoes, one high and one low.She raised her head and smiled at Old Peter: "You're quite smart!"

Sherlock has been praised many times for being smart, but to be praised for such retarded reasons is absolutely insulting to him.He threw the heel of his shoe into the trash can on the side of the road, turned around, and said, "Let's go!"

Fulla quickly followed: "Where are you going!"

"go back!"

"What are you doing back home? I have nothing to do. Hey, wait for me! These shoes are not easy to walk in, please walk slowly!" The simple and rough high heels turned into flat shoes are not comfortable to wear, there is a strange sense of disobedience , but the man in front of him didn't understand Fulla at all, walking fast, Fulla followed the man, looked at the man in front of him who was about to fly, and felt that if he was not wearing this dirty overalls, but a cloak Or something like a coat, the hem of the clothes he flipped up when he walked would definitely give her a face.

"Dick asked you to follow me all this time." Sherlock said this suddenly.

"Hmm, huh? What are you talking about!?" Fulla was still concentrating on studying the old man's back. She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she actually felt that this back looked a bit handsome.

Sherlock kept on walking: "I'm assuming you hurt your arm today, not your ear or your brain."

Fuller grabbed Sherlock by the hand: "Hey! Stop! Why should I follow you? Even if I can't go out to work during this time, I can sleep alone!"

Sherlock lowered his head and looked at the arm grabbing his sleeve. The girl looked white and thin, but she was surprisingly strong. No wonder in such a messy gang, despite Dick's protection, there were almost no What a loss.He struggled for a while, but did not free the sleeve from the girl's hand. Seeing the girl in front of him with her stupid little head up and complaining endlessly, he directly stretched out his other hand to cover the sheet. mouth.

"Oh!" Fulla complained, when she was suddenly attacked by a big rough hand, not to mention covering her mouth, half of her face was completely covered, only her eyes were exposed, as if she couldn't believe what happened at this moment. Like something, staring wide, staring at Sherlock.

"Dick didn't trust you or anyone else, so he had to let me take you." Sherlock saw the dissatisfaction in the girl's eyes, and then said, "Don't show such a stupid expression, I don't want you to follow me either." , Troublesome."

The disbelief in Fulla's eyes was almost concrete, what did she hear?The down-and-out, old, wrinkled old Peter, who dared not fight back when bullied, publicly expressed his dislike for her?You know, every time it's someone's turn to work with her, they always look very happy, okay?She slapped away the big hand covering her: "If you think I'm troublesome, please do what you should do alone, don't take me with you!"

Why is this girl so strong!Sherlock gritted his teeth when Fula slapped him, and replied angrily: "If you don't want to follow me, you can tell Dick yourself, I am only responsible for handing over a complete you to him every day, and I will deal with other matters." Never mind!"

As soon as Fulla heard Dick's name, she was scared. She thought carefully about the other people in the team. If there must be someone to follow, compared to those wretched guys who tried to get her ideas, the Peter in front of her was old and annoying. But he will definitely not take the initiative to come up to her and trouble her.She rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Don't wake me up before noon tomorrow!"

Fulla held her breath, went straight back to her small room and fell asleep, not caring that the other two people in the same room were still chatting.The two dared not provoke Fulla. Seeing that she was covering her head with the quilt and going to sleep, they stopped talking and walked out of the room lightly.When Fulla heard that there was no one in the room, she took out a mobile phone from her pocket, input a series of numbers deftly, and sent a message: she has successfully approached the mission target.

After the message was sent, Fulla waited for a while but did not receive a reply. She turned off the screen, stuffed the phone under the pillow, and sighed.The content of the contract signed at the beginning was not really that simple to protect that gentleman's younger brother, but to approach and protect him secretly. The reason is simply because this deadly detective would refuse to be protected because of his inexplicable desire to win and habitually fight against his brother!

What a precious little brother!Fulla secretly thought, if she had to tell her that such a younger brother whose enemies are all over London and running around without knowing life and death, if she had been knocked out and locked up long ago, how could he allow him to go deep into the enemy camp for cosplay every day!

Fulla pulled the phone out from under the pillow and poked it back and forth. In order to conform to her status as a poor little waif, the phone she uses now is an old model with buttons, which can hardly be used except for sending messages and making calls. Doing other things, the only game is Tetris... so boring!She rolled a few times on the bed, got up, and walked out of the room.

This house was an old apartment that they rented together. The first floor plus the basement were crowded enough for twenty or so of them to live in.It's just that the room is empty and there is no decent furniture, let alone the TV that Fulla is thinking about.She walked to the dining table, poured herself a glass of water, stared at the corner of the table, and drank slowly.In fact, there is nothing wrong with the current life except being too boring. Compared with the days of bloody storms before, all the difficulties now are just trivial troubles. As long as I can get through this year smoothly and get all kinds of It proved that she can go to a new place, buy a house, and sit on the sofa with a pillow in her arms and watch TV dramas every night!Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a sweet smile again, and quickly stretched out her hand to pat her face: Come on!The days of lying down and watching TV like waste wood are waiting for you!

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