[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

Carol's skeleton is very small, her body is very thin, and her two legs have become wolf legs, which takes up even less space.She curled up in Sherlock's arms like a frightened pet.

Maybe Carol thought it was too shameful, so she lowered her head until it was buried in the windbreaker.Through the thin windbreaker, Sherlock's temperature can be felt from the other side.

Carol breathed lightly, her body rose and fell slowly, and the warm air patted Sherlock's abdomen.Sherlock looked down, only to see her long dark brown hair, and her entire face was hidden by her.

Sherlock shook his head, one arm wrapped around her body tightly to prevent her from falling, and he lifted the windbreaker with the other hand, covering her gently.

Carol felt something covering her head, the outside light had completely disappeared, and only a faint light came through the gap, which made her feel relieved.

"Go out from here and turn right, there is a door at the end." Rocky's voice came from outside, "It's a relatively remote alley, there should not be many people there."

"Should?" Tony questioned, Loki's credit was almost gone with him, "I hope you can give a definite answer."

Loki glanced at Tony, opened the door a crack, stuck his head out, leaned down and said a few words to the security guard, and it didn't take long for him to get an affirmative answer.

Loki closed the door gently, then turned around and explained to them, "I've already checked with someone, and there really isn't anyone there."

"Are you satisfied, Tony Stark." Loki looked down at Tony, extremely dissatisfied with him.

"Then we can only get out from there." Tony raised his eyebrows, ignoring Loki's provocation.

Everyone speeded up and walked out one by one.Sherlock followed at the end, and he walked slowly.

Just as Sherlock's legs were about to step out of the door, someone behind him suddenly grabbed him. He turned his head and found that it was Loki.

"That... curly-haired... man," Loki looked at the little ball in Sherlock's arms with some concern, and said softly, "Take her back safely."

Sherlock's footsteps faltered, he gently pulled the sleeve held by Loki, nodded silently, turned and left without saying a word.

After everyone left, Loki straightened his suit, maintained his charming smile, and walked to the stage.Amid the screams of movie fans, the life of the big star Dou Sen began.

The Avengers members walked out from the direction Loki pointed. Indeed, as he said, this alley is very remote, and few people pass by.

Looking to the right, the end of this road seems to be a wall, and there is no possibility of going out.Only turn left, you can see some noisy streets and neon lights.

They walked towards the only exit, to find their car where they had parked before.Tony turned his head and looked at Sherlock, "Baker Street is not far from here, how do you go back?"

"It's been a long time since I got the suspension ring." Sherlock paused, weighed the things in his arms lightly, and continued, "I want to take a walk once in a while."

Well, after all, the thing in my arms is not very heavy, so let's treat it as a pet dog for a walk.

"Then we're going our separate ways again." Tony pretended to show a bit of reluctance, but his tone was not sentimental, "It's like this every time, Sherlock."

"Stark, it's not impossible for you to say goodbye to me forever." Sherlock looked indifferent.

"I know you can't get any good words out of your mouth." Tony rolled his eyes, "Brush your teeth more, so as not to poison yourself to death by accidentally speaking."

Sherlock ignored Tony, he nodded to the rest of the Avengers and left.

The sky was dark, with a few lonely stars hanging on it, and the night was a bit chilly.The cold wind blew through Sherlock's sweater, and he shivered.

Sherlock remembered that there was another person in his arms, so he gently lifted the windbreaker, revealing a hole, and found that Carol had fallen asleep.She hugged the long wolf tail tightly, as if absorbing the warmth.

For Rocky's film premiere, Carol and Wanda were beautifully dressed, so it's no wonder she's huddled in a ball, freezing as hell.

Originally, she was sitting in Tony's car, and the cold outside had nothing to do with her.But there was an accident, who would have thought that she would turn into a wolf because of being frightened?

It seems that I have to find a place, draw a portal and go back, Sherlock thought to himself.He didn't want to spend so long with a sleeping half werewolf, because he wasn't used to her wolf smell.

Sherlock looked around, only to find a quiet park not far away.He put the windbreaker back on, hugged the small ball tightly, raised his feet and trotted over.

"Is that the great detective Sherlock Holmes mentioned in the news?" A female student noticed his figure and quickly looked at her phone. After seeing what happened at the premiere of Dou Sen's movie just now, she was sure that he was the one on the news. that person.

All members of Avengers come to watch Dou Sen's new movie!

The news has been topped the trend of Twitter, attracting the attention of tens of millions of people.Someone also took a blurry photo of Iron Man, and the low-key detective sitting behind him followed the news and was discovered by everyone.

For a while, what attracted the most attention was what mysterious charm does Dou Sen's new film have?It even allowed the members of the Avengers and the low-key detective to watch it together.

"Are you Sherlock Holmes? Can you take a photo with me?" The female student ran towards Sherlock excitedly, waving the smartphone in her hand.

The members of the Avengers were not photographed, but it would be good to photograph the great detective.

Hearing her excited voice, Sherlock sighed, and could only speed up his pace. What kind of medicine did he take wrong today, so that he agreed to Stark to come to this premiere.When did it start that some things were out of his control?

Sherlock quickly got rid of the "fan" behind him, and his pace slowed down again, but he felt a cry from his arms.

Due to too much movement outside, Carol, who was already asleep, felt her body shaking violently.The sudden stop woke her up a little. She was so dizzy that she struggled to open her eyes.

Carol rubbed her eyes, her fluffy tail was dangling right under her nose, how could it be so itchy, she sneezed, and then woke up.

Carol noticed the tail in front of her, but it hasn't changed back yet.She touched the top of her head again, and the ears also grew there well.Even the two legs have not recovered yet.

"Sherlock." Carol remembered that she seemed to be in someone's arms, stretched out her hand to remove the windbreaker, poked her head out and asked, "Where are we now?"

Sherlock tucked her head back and pressed her ear, "Are you sure you want to show this ear for people to see?"

Scared by this sentence, Carol quickly shrank into a ball, pulled up her windbreaker to cover her face, and said to herself secretly, "They can't see me, they can't see me..."

Sherlock was amused by the ignorant girl's behavior, and said softly, "Well, they can't see you."

"Really?" Carol's voice came from the windbreaker, and she gradually felt relieved.

She felt a hand gently covering the top of her head through the windbreaker, and Sherlock's deep voice sounded, "Really, I used magic on them, this is another space."

"That's great!" Carol showed her face happily, and looked around curiously, only to find that they had reached a secluded neighborhood.

Looking at her ignorant expression, Sherlock suddenly sneered and said, "You also believe that? Why have you been so stupid for so many years?"

Carol;...

What, it turned out that Sherlock lied to her on purpose.Carol pursed her mouth and knew it!What this man said was unbelievable, most likely it wasn't true.

Probably just a few more intersections to get to Baker Street, right?Carol originally planned not to speak to Sherlock to show her "anger".

If Carol shuts up, Sherlock will naturally become silent.He just walked quickly and didn't say a word.

However, within a few steps, Sherlock felt someone poking his arm again, and a low voice came out, "When will it be here?"

"Tomorrow morning, it depends on my mood." Sherlock suddenly became interested, pretended to think, and then said, "Well... if it's soon, it might be early in the morning?"

"It's been so long!" Carol lifted the windbreaker all of a sudden, ignoring that she was angry and pretending to be cold just now, she shouted excitedly, "Sherlock, you are stupid, why didn't you draw a circle."

Sherlock looked at her indifferently, and raised his head to look at the building not far away. Carol followed his gaze and found that it was the apartment she rented.

"Ahem..." Carol pretended to be coughing. She knew she had been teased again, but she wasn't going to get angry this time.What if Sherlock loses his temper and throws her at the intersection?

"Stupid." Sherlock dropped the sentence lightly, and continued to walk forward.

This time, Carol shrank obediently and buried her head in like an ostrich.She said to herself from the bottom of her heart, it will be there soon, sometimes you have to be patient, and persistence is victory.

"Where's your key?" Sherlock walked to 222 Baker Street, took the key from Carol, threw her in after he was about to open the door, and returned to his home.

However, he saw a group of strange people coming from the other side of the street, so he stopped and squinted his eyes to observe the group of people.

Suede short windbreaker, the style is very strange, a little retro.The scarves hung loose around their necks, their hair grew past their shoulders, and their beards were untrimmed, giving them a slovenly look.

What is even more suspicious is that they walk unsteadily, with wobbly steps, but the shoes fit their feet well, and their legs do not appear to be disabled, and they are not even drunk.

They got closer and closer, and even stopped at the door of 221b Baker Street.Among them, a dignified person reached out and knocked heavily on the door, shouting loudly, "Is anyone there!"

"I am the resident here." Sherlock looked at him intently.

"Oh, that's great." The man put his hand on the door, turned and nodded to Sherlock, and asked again, "Sir, have you seen Bilbo Baggins?"

"He's a hobbit." As if afraid that Sherlock would not understand, the man added.