[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

Watson took off his pants awkwardly, revealing the ill-fitting ninja suit underneath.Sherlock wears the same suit under his coat, but it looks much newer and fits better - because it's from Sherlock's own drag collection, while Watson's suit is rented from a peripheral store of.There was originally a matching "Konoha" forehead protector, but Watson rejected it because he was afraid of going too far, but he took a mask—it could only cover the lower half of his face, but it looked much better than Sherlock's .Sherlock's one looks basically like a terrorist's standard equipment, a black hood, only revealing the mouth, nose and two eyes... It matches the character quite well.

Watson moved his hands and feet, but still felt that the clothes were a bit cumbersome: "...Is there no other way?"

"Are we going to spend two years collecting each other's evidence little by little for five thousand pounds, and finally bring them to justice?" Sherlock found the script from the two extra performers lying dead on the ground, glanced at it, and threw To Watson, "Don't be stupid, John, legally we can't catch any evidence, and as far as Chris is concerned, he will go crazy if he waits. It's better to solve it as soon as possible."

"We can expose them in public, but we don't have to participate in it ourselves..."

Sherlock showed a surprised look, and looked him up and down: "John, did you conjure up the clothes on your body?"

"..." Watson had nothing to say, and read the script.After a while he said again: "Then how are you going to let them catch Kemp?"

"There can't be too many people involved, the SAG folks know Kemp hired these actors and think they're doing an advertising campaign; the actors know they're playing heroes and terrorists and they think it's just marketing. .In order to ensure that it is not revealed, this matter must be directed by someone who knows the whole situation, and Kemp just likes to fight in person. New issue-encourage Chris to wait on the spot-direct actors and haunts-continue to encourage on the Internet Chris making a statement - another issue. Perfect chain. Maybe he's waiting on the second floor of some restaurant with binoculars right now."

"...Very well, but we can't go through them one by one, can we?"

"Of course not! But look, he's always telling the actors to show up at the right time, so we'll just have to wait for the call." Sherlock tossed the phone he'd found from the extras.

"What about now? We just...wait like this?" Watson gestured.

"Could it be that you still want to take a selfie?" Sherlock said, "My phone doesn't have a front-facing camera, but I can help you..."

Before they could finish speaking, a figure swept past them like the wind.Watson turned his head subconsciously, and then realized what happened: "Sherlock!!! Our clothes!!!"

Sherlock stuffed the phone into Watson's phone, and ran after him with long legs: "——Wait for me to come back!!"

-

"—As soon as they parted, I'd stun Watson and put on his clothes, and you'd have to dress up as a robber and come out with a gun to the back of Watson's head after Sherlock and I came out and let Watson revealed that I was your accomplice..." Moriarty said, "Do you understand?"

"—I don't quite understand you, Jim, you mean I'm watching John Watson, and you're playing opposite Sherlock?"

"What I want is a kind of erratic effect." Moriarty said, "It is to let him find that the feeling of being in control becomes being led by the nose... He will hate this feeling very much .”

"I hate it too." Tony said indifferently, "I'm sure you will hate it too. Come on, Jim, it's not fun at all to make a fake show come true."

"This isn't a fake show coming true, we're going black and black." Moriarty corrected, "Take the credit for Sherlock and Watson, and let's pretend to be real terrorists and force the actors and Kemp to tell the truth." The truth, let them know that these two people are actually us..."

"Oh, old-fashioned plot, why do I feel that you are trying your best to get Sherlock's attention?" Tony sarcastically said, "Are you sure the person you like is really not him?"

"...it hurts me so much for you to say that, Tony." Moriarty sighed, "I could think of an idea ten thousand times better than this, but I know you wouldn't like that... "

"Yeah, if you leave the crime, your brain won't change." Tony took the pistol with a straight face, "But I really have to do the matter of distracting Sherlock, because...you run slowly. "

His eyes swept across Moriarty pointedly, and Moriarty's face turned dark immediately.

"Eat black for black!" Tony patted Moriarty on the shoulder, and quickly disappeared into the alley. Two minutes later, there was an exclamation in the alley. Moriarty hummed a little song, put on sunglasses, messed up his hair, and walked briskly into the alley.

-

Daniel Kemp, a 25-year-old, ambitious and promising young man.One year after graduating from university, he is currently working for a comic publishing house.At first he was recruited as a trainee editor, but soon he showed his bosses his outstanding marketing skills-the KRATIDES series of comics can re-sell so well after the decline, thanks to his brainstorming behind the scenes.But he didn't plan to spend his whole life on this comic. After this wave of craze passed, with the bonus and qualifications, he should be able to change jobs and enter a platform that is more suitable for him to show his talents.

Whether or not he stepped on the dead of innocents on his way to success is not Kemp's concern.Fools and incompetents deserve to be used. An idiot who is stupid enough to think that there is a deep meaning hidden in comics. Kemp feels that he is just teaching him how to understand the cruelty of the world in advance.Looking back at his message, Kemp didn't even say anything that would give him any excuses. He has always been just encouraging Chris to express himself bravely, which is legally impeccable.And the world is full of fools like this...

Complacently admiring his own reflection on the glass window, Kemp seemed to see a glittering future.He refreshed the webpage and saw the latest news that Chris was tweeting. He felt that it was almost time, so he started to make a call.The first ones allocated were the two actors who played the villain this time. They were all experienced actors who knew how to achieve the effect he required.It has always been easy to communicate with them. They know what to ask and what not to talk about.

The phone was connected quickly, and a nasal voice greeted him.Kemp frowned slightly: "George or Harry? Do you have a cold?"

"It's just a bit of a rhinitis attack." The voice on the other side said harshly.

"Get ready, the protagonist will be in place soon." Kemp said, "As before, you have to run past the camera as quickly as possible and leave this street... This time the actor who will act with you is a novice, You have never filmed an action scene, so you should pay attention to guidance and cooperation."

"Understood, Mr. Kemp." The man on the other side said, "But, the salary issue...Mr. Kemp, I need to see a doctor urgently, can you give us cash this time?"

Kemp flatly rejected him: "No, we have always paid the money together. Do it well. If the shooting is done well this time, maybe I can consider applying for you next time."

After a few more instructions, he hung up the phone and Kemp called another actor.

"—are you ready?"

"Of course, cousin. This is my debut and I can't wait to perform well."

Kemp curled his lips, showing disdain.The person on the other end of the phone was his cousin, an idiot who thought he was so handsome and devoted himself to the showbiz.If it wasn't for his family's request, he would never have chosen such an idiot who can't see people's winks to join his plan... He exhorted: "Store your mobile phone and everything that can prove your identity, and don't show your feet , remember to follow the plot in the script and show the content of the manga as it is... If you make a mistake, Johnny..."

"I see, cousin." The cousin agreed, hung up the phone, handed the phone to his girlfriend, and eagerly made a few movements to highlight his muscles.

"Make me look better later, Jenny. This is my debut!"

-

Watson waited for more than ten minutes before Sherlock came back.Unfortunately, he didn't hold their clothes in his hand.Watson couldn't help being very disappointed: "Sherlock, you didn't catch up with that little thief?"

Sherlock shrugged: "He ran like Hermes, I chased him for two streets... But I don't mind going back in this suit, but the taxi will definitely be difficult beat."

"Wait, Sherlock, why do you... sound weird?" Watson frowned, and looked at Sherlock in surprise, "I always feel that it's different from your usual accent..."

Sherlock lowered his head and coughed, as if it was Watson's illusion, his accent returned to normal: "Didn't I tell you? When acting, we have to try our best to hide our own characteristics...I will definitely tell you Pass."

"But we don't have any lines!" Watson raised the two pieces of paper. "There are indeed a few lines in the comics, but I think Kemp also removed all lines to prevent disclosure."

"...Yeah, we still have to face Kemp." Sherlock said, "Kemp must be familiar with the voices of these two people..."

The phone vibrated at the right time, and Sherlock took it out of his pocket immediately, as if he was trying to hide something: "Mr. Kemp?"

His voice changed to a murmur resembling a cold, and he winked at Watson.Watson understood that this was to cover up the accent problem, but he didn't know if it was because of the light. He always felt that Sherlock's eyes were bluer than usual...

So he stared at Sherlock for a long time, until Sherlock hung up the phone: "...why are you looking at me like that, John?"

"How strange, Sherlock," said Watson, "is your face so short?—I always thought your skull was twice as long as the average man's. And I never found your legs so long." , It’s almost like a person who is about the same size as me is wearing height-increasing shoes of more than ten centimeters... You know, such a calf length is not in line with the growth law of the human body.”

"...I never knew you were so interested in my body, John." Sherlock put on the hood, "If you really like to watch it so much, if unfortunately I die one day, I agree to put my body on my body. The body is dedicated to your anatomical study."

"...that's great." Watson was inexplicably moved, and patted Sherlock's arm, "Let's go."

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, curled up his fingers slightly, and a ray of light disappeared between the black gloves.