[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

In the first few days, Fulla stayed at home. After three days, she seemed to want to open up a little and started to go out.

There is a family of four living in the neighbor's house. The male owner is a lawyer who often travels and works overtime and is away from home. The female owner is a slim housewife.There are two children, the elder brother likes Fula, a beautiful sister, and sticks to her when he sees her. The younger brother is shy, but he is willing to lean beside Fula and let her touch his little head, so the hostess of this house She often invites Fulla to come to her house for a drink of tea and a chat.

One day when it was raining lightly, the hostess of the neighbor’s house went on a business trip again. Fulla was invited to have dinner. She brought a box of biscuits. After sitting there for a long time, the hostess exclaimed, “My God, there’s no more butter!”

Fulla volunteered: "I'll go buy it for you!"

The hostess untied her apron: "You can play puzzles with them. The convenience store is not far away. I'll come back as soon as I go." Then she held up an umbrella and picked up a small bag and went out the door.

After about half an hour, the two secret agents who were watching from the dark finally felt that something was wrong. They ran to the door of the family and kicked the door open. A recording device was playing children's laughter and women's voices. The ground was placed in front of their hidden bug, the hostess was tied up in the kitchen, struggling with tears, the two children were fine, fell asleep on the sofa, and there was an opened box of biscuit.

Agent No. [-] picked up the phone and reported: "The target has escaped, do you want to recover it?"

After leaving the intersection, Fulla stopped a car and went straight to the airport. She didn't eat much recently, and she lost a lot of weight. Her body shape looked very similar to that of the hostess, and they were all black. Hair, she took out the cosmetics from her bag, drew herself somewhat similar to the photo on the hostess's ID card, then took out a pair of scissors, and cut herself a bang that covered her eyes with two clicks.

She had already bought the nearest flight online. She dared not go directly to London, but went to Rotterdam in the Netherlands, and decided to take a boat to London from there.

Not long after leaving the Rotterdam airport, the hostess’ ID card was cancelled, so Fulla had to smuggle in a black boat. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she cut her long hair short and gave it to another couple. Some money, disguised as their son, the taciturn along the way did not attract much attention from others.When she finally set foot on the land of London, she was dirty and her hair was a mess, and it was quite dark.

The news of the great detective's resurrection has spread throughout London, and his previous suspicions have also been cleared. It is not difficult to find him, but there are at least ten agents on Baker Street, and even the taxi driver is Mycroft's. people!Fulla is hiding in the dark, Mr. Big Holmes is simply too sick!Maybe I just stepped into Baker Street for a minute, and I will be thrown down by those agents. (No, these agents aren't really here to keep an eye on you...)

She wandered around for two days but couldn't find a way to get in. When she was at a loss, she suddenly heard someone call her hesitantly: "Fula?"

She turned around: "Dom?"

Dominic stepped forward: "It's really you!" He looked her up and down: "I thought I had the wrong person! Where have you been all these years!"

"I'll explain to you later!" Fulla seemed to see a savior, and she pulled Dominique: "You have to do me a favor!"

Fulla re-styled her hair, put on another hat, dressed up as a squire, and followed Dominic into Baker Street by car.Along the way, without her asking, Dominic gave a complete account of his two years of experience.

He began to gradually shift the focus of his business to chain hotels. Although it was not as brilliant as before, it was slowly getting better. He hesitated for a while and asked, "Fula, do you still remember what happened before?"

Fulla shook her head: "I don't remember it at all." Sitting in the back seat, she said, "I'm so happy for you to hear what you just said."

Dominic smiled: "Every time I want to give up, I will think of the last thing you told me, and I hope I can cheer up." He looked at Fulla, and said hurriedly: "Fula, the past two years I have I will always think of you, I..."

"Here!" Fulla interrupted Dominic: "Thank you Dom, this may be the last time I ask you for help." She jumped out of the car neatly and waved to him: "I hope you will be more and more in the future." OK, bye!"

Dominic moved his lips, but didn't say anything. After a while, he nodded slightly: "Goodbye."

After the car drove away, Fulla took a deep breath and knocked on the door of 221B.

An old lady opens the door: "Oh hello boy, I don't need a newspaper subscription and I don't need milk!"

Fulla pressed against the door: "I'm here to find Mr. Holmes!"

The old lady shrugged: "What a coincidence, he went out."

"Where did he go?" Fulla cursed inwardly, and continued to ask.

"Didn't I go to that Barts Hospital!" The old lady had a very desperate expression: "I just hope he doesn't bring back any strange organs this time! Oh, my heart can't stand his little collections over and over again." scare!"

well!Fulla sighed, and looked at the old lady pitifully: "Madam, can I go in and wait for Mr. Holmes to come back?"

"That's not allowed!" The old lady made a gesture to close the door: "I'm the only one in the room, I don't dare to let anyone in!"

"Ma'am! I really have an urgent matter with Mr. Holmes!" Fulla put one foot into the door that the old lady was about to close: "I'll just stand here on the porch and wait!"

The two were pushing and pulling, when someone behind suddenly asked, "Mrs. Hudson, what happened?"

"Oh! John! You came just in time!" Mrs. Hudson opened the door: "This young man insists on coming in and waiting for Sherlock. How dare I let these inexplicable people in by myself!"

Fulla turned her head, and saw that the person was wearing an old wool jacket and had a mustache. She pleaded again: "Now Mr. Watson is here too, you can let me in!"

"Are you here to ask Sherlock to entrust the case?" Watson asked.

"Almost!" Fulla replied, "I have something very important to ask him!"

"Come in." Watson led Fulla into the door: "Don't worry about Mrs. Hudson, she's a girl."

"Girls!" Mrs. Hudson let them in: "God, how can a girl make herself like this!" She looked at Fulla sympathetically: "Poor child, you must have suffered A lot of crimes!"

Fulla was a little embarrassed, and asked hesitantly, "Do I really look bad now?"

"Look for yourself!" Mrs. Hudson brought Fulla to a mirror on the wall in the hallway: "You're dark and thin, and you're wearing such an invisible outfit, no wonder I thought you were delivering newspapers Where's the lad!"

Fulla looked at herself in the mirror, and twitched the corners of her mouth. She really looked shriveled, except for a pair of eyes that were still bright on her face, there was a look of malnutrition and grayness.It's been a long time since I saw you, but when I met him, he looked a little uncomfortable?

"Uh, why don't I come to visit another day." She took a few steps back: "Thank you for your hospitality, I..."

"Let me just say that this case is not committed by the same person as the previous one!" The sound of the key unlocking came from outside: "This time the murderer's method is obviously relatively unfamiliar. This is an imitative murder case Grayson!"

"My name is Greg!" The person behind panted, "Then why do you say the murderer is a woman!"

"It's obvious!" They ignored the three people in the downstairs hall and went straight to go upstairs: "The deceased had multiple wounds, some deep and some shallow, many of which were not hurt..."

"Sherlock!" The neglected Mrs. Hudson was very angry: "I'm standing in front of you, but you didn't even say hello!"

Sherlock poked his head out from above the stairs: "Good day, Hud..."

He suddenly made a miraculous slip of the tongue, then pushed the detective who was following him away, and ran downstairs.

Fulla was nervous, and she licked her lips, trying to make it look less dry.She pinched the corner of the shirt again, pulled it down, and sneaked a look at Sherlock who was frowning and staring at her.

"You've been in London for two days, why don't you just come to me? You're staying at the Hart's Motel three blocks from Baker Street, and your uniform is from the Freddie's chain. Well, it looks like you've seen Passed that boy from Abraham's house. Your bag has some grass clippings on it, and you still smell a little bit of fish. This kind of grass is only available at the dock, and a fishing boat from Rotterdam just arrived two days ago. London Dock, it seems that you have indeed sneaked here disguised as a boy this time. Excluding the time from the airport to the pier, there were three international flights that arrived in Rotterdam that day, from Cairo, Kiev, and Houston in the United States. Consider There are language and flight time issues." Sherlock approached Fulla step by step: "He really placed you in the United States."

Watson disapproved and said to Sherlock: "Hey, she is still a little girl! Be a little more friendly!"

Fulla is a little confused about Sherlock's meaning. This way of meeting seems to be completely different from what she thought. Could it be that he still cares about his past?She became more and more nervous, what if he really minded her approaching his original intention and the things she did before, what would she do!

Sherlock didn't even look at Watson. He stared at the little girl in front of him and looked down at her: "Am I right?"

"Uh..." Fulla wanted to take a step back, but she took a step back, and the man in front of her took a step closer. She faltered and said, "Sir... I... I can explain..."

The man in front of him suddenly laughed from the bottom of his heart. He looked more and more happy. He stretched out his hand and hugged the little girl leaning against the corner into his arms: "Welcome back, my little girl."

The author has something to say:

That's it!Maybe everyone will feel a little rushed?But that's how my outline is arranged!

There will definitely be extra episodes!Otherwise, as a reader myself, I would think that this is a shitty ending. Did labor and capital watch it for so long without even giving out a candy!Well, let’s post the episode (let’s go) hehehe~

Thank you, little angels, for being with me for so long~ I love you~

(I'm so cute, you really don't think about picking me up and keeping me? Blink my little eyes~)