[Comprehensive] What's wrong with curly hair control!

After seeing off Parritt, who was full of lawsuits, Skalevin and Sherlock decided to have a good time in Berlin for a few days. As boyfriend and girlfriend, this was very novel to both of them, and even felt a little stupid. Of course, only Sherlock said that, but who doesn't have 20 years old?

Although it is still cold outside, the hearts of young people are always hot.Because Sherlock was scheduled to return to the UK soon, there was nothing to replace. After moving to the hotel, the two went out to the shopping mall. Even though Sherlock didn't like it, it was agreed to go shopping with his girlfriend.

Scarlett bought a fur coat for Sherlock. Sherlock was tall and tall with long hands and long feet. He also wore a pair of big leather boots on his feet. He looked so good in it. When Scarlett was excited, she gave it to herself I bought one, and I still use Mycroft's card... Oh, the most important thing is to participate~

Mycroft receiving bill in UK:  …

When she came out, Scarlett bought an ice cream cone and insisted on letting Sherlock take a bite first, Sherlock hated it.

"Is your brain frozen?"

"Article [-], paragraph [-] of the agreement."

Well, myself... Well, Sherlock lowered his head and ate a mouthful of ice cream in a very tangled state... Oh my god, the ice is cold, and the heart is cold, whoever eats it will know.

Sherlock was grinning from the cold, he couldn't figure out why Scarlevan bought this, isn't the ice and snow cold enough?

Scarlett didn't know Sherlock's slander, she clasped Sherlock's ten fingers with one hand, and took off the glove with the other hand to hold the ice cream. She was about to eat it when suddenly Scarlett was hit by someone behind her. She touched her shoulder, and the ice cream hit her face with a "baji", and she slipped and staggered. Fortunately, Sherlock grabbed her quickly, otherwise the ground would be covered with ice, and she would have to fall if she was not careful. Take Sherlock together.

Sherlock took out a handkerchief and handed it to Scarlevan, who wiped her face and looked angrily at those young people who were gloating and laughing... These people did it on purpose.

This group of young people probably haven't woken up from the Christmas hangover, three men and two women, a young man who looks like a rich man hugs a woman with exaggerated eye makeup and smiles the most arrogantly. leading.

"I didn't know you were smiling so happily, since your girlfriend has an affair with the two men next to you." Sherlock felt that the people opposite him were impatient to analyze, "Do you think you are the boss?" ? In fact, in their eyes, you are just being taken advantage of...is that the word?" Sherlock tilted his head towards Scaleven.

"A group of idiots with their brains in ice water, what else can you expect." Skalevin said angrily, "You are taken advantage of, thugs, clowns and two girls, let's go, Sherlock, don't worry about this kind of people .”

"What! You..." The leader on the opposite side was not thinking well, he let go of the woman he was holding and squeezed his fist, but said to the stronger man next to him, "Come on."

The man called a thug by Skalevin broke his neck, walked forward with a smirk... crookedly.

Suddenly, the thug slipped. Before everyone could react, he fell to the ground with a bang. The sound was so loud that it hurt.

That's not to mention, Mr. Thug is tall, and when he fell backwards, his arm just fell on the woman with exaggerated eye makeup. The woman was still wearing high heels in the snow, and she couldn't stand at all. She screamed and fell to the side. All of a sudden, he knocked down the leader, Mr. Bighead.

The place where they were standing happened to be a small slope. The three of them fell to the ground and slid down the slope. Another man and a woman hurried forward to help them while screaming, but they were brought down by them. , This is all right, the five of them lay on the ground screaming and slid down.

Sherlock and Scarlett moved out of the way calmly and slowly, so that they could slide down smoothly... Or how can I say that these two little villains are made for each other.

Mr. Yuan Datou was quite clever, he hugged a lamppost when he passed by it, he didn't expect to drink too much wine, he couldn't control his strength and he used too much force, his whole face hit it, now his hot mouth stuck to the cold iron pole and froze He stopped, and suddenly woke up his wine.

"Help, help..." Mr. Jiang Datou yelled vaguely, and his saliva couldn't be controlled.

Hey... I am relieved to see you in such a miserable state.

Scarlett left with Sherlock on her arm.

These two have no bad intentions, but Mr. Huo Datou's family has some influence, and the other younger brothers dare not run away. Fortunately, they called someone in time, so that Mr. Huo Datou's words were not ripped off, but he still wanted to find him. The troubles of Sherlock and Scarlevan are impossible.

Scarlett and Sherlock are in good spirits.Just two days after Christmas and before the New Year, Berlin is extremely lively.Don't think that Germans are old-fashioned, that's the guys you haven't seen naked in carnivals.

During lunch, Sherlock booked two tickets for a small concert on the Internet, just two streets away from the restaurant, and the two of them went for a walk after eating.

In fact, whether it is Mycroft, Sherlock or Scarlett, they all have their own preferences for classical music, but Daddy and Mommy have liked so many operas for decades. Teddy and Sherlock felt like throwing up every time they heard the song.

The concert hall is very small, it is circular and open, and there are no fixed seats. People who come in can choose their favorite positions.Sherlock pulled Scarlett and sat in the left corner, which was the place with the best sound effects.

The performers are a small five-member string orchestra, three men and two women, some old and some young. It looks like a ticket, but the performance is very professional.When Scarlett came back to the applause at the end of the concert, she realized that she and Sherlock had spent the whole afternoon here.

"It's great, isn't it, Sherlock." Scaleven said while applauding.

"Huh? It's okay." Sherlock answered perfunctorily while typing quickly on the mobile phone. In fact, Scarlevin already knew from the sound of his keystrokes that he was actually writing a good review on the ticketing website. Cut, really .

"Okay, let's go." Sherlock stuffed the phone back into his pocket, took Scarlevin's hand and walked out with the crowd.

Returning to the hotel after dinner, it would be easy for the two of them to share a room, not so much, mainly because the availability of various hotels is very tight now, fortunately Sherlock and Scarlett don't care.

While Sherlock was taking a shower, Scarlevin took out the shrunken booty from his coat pocket and brought it back to its original size and began to tidy it up.

Needless to say, I bought a lot of them.

By the way, put Sherlock's newly bought underwear, pajamas and pajamas on the door of the bathroom.

"I put it here," Scaleven yelled into the bathroom.

"Okay," Sherlock said from inside.

After washing, Sherlock came out in his pajamas with wet hair, and Scarlevin was struggling to press the suitcase so that it could be closed.

"Help me put the bath water, Sherlock." Skalevin sat on the suitcase and cast a drying spell on Sherlock, and Sherlock's hair dried immediately, and the little curly hairs jumped up lively again stand up.

"It's so convenient." Sherlock brushed his hair.

"That is."

Soaking in the bathtub, Skalevin felt that she was really exhausted today. She sighed comfortably, relaxed herself and sank to the bottom of the bathtub, and didn't get up until she couldn't hold her breath.

After taking a bath, Scarlett cast herself a drying spell in her pajamas and climbed up from the other side of the bed. She kicked Sherlock to make him move over, and then they sat on the bed and started having sex ...playing with the phone.

Scaleven also received a call from Mommy. Mommy, Daddy, and Nick are going to come to Berlin tomorrow. Nick has booked tickets for the New Year's Eve concert in Berlin the day after tomorrow, and they plan to come one day in advance.Nick has a small villa in Berlin, and Mrs. Holmes told Scarlevin the address and asked her to meet Sherlock there.

Scarlett hung up the phone and turned around. Sherlock had been busy texting beside him, and his cell phone kept beeping.

"Who is it?" Skalevin raised her head to look.

Sherlock just finished sending, and he generously showed Scareven the phone.

"It's Lestrade. He joined the Serious Crime Squad three months ago, and he often gets some interesting cases." Sherlock was sitting cross-legged, but now he stretched his legs, "This case has other issues." The location is very clear, but the problem is that the suspect has a perfect alibi, and he was partying with many people when the victim died." And he couldn't tell from the few photos Lestrade sent. What is the problem.

The time of death can be determined, but the place of death is an hour's drive from the place where the party was held. How could the suspect rush to the scene of the party after killing someone?

Sherlock was really excited, but he also had to feel regretful, if he could be on the scene at this time, he would definitely find something, but now he is in Germany, with only a few photos and statements from the scene... really It's not very good reasoning.

Scarlett read the message sent by the other party at a glance, and deeply felt that this policeman named Lestrade was not very reliable... Is it really okay to casually show the internal information of the police to others?Or did he have a lot of trust in Sherlock?

As far as the case is concerned, although it is a bit difficult, Scarlevin doesn't think there is anything. If it is a wizard, this kind of time difference does not count at all.Of course, Sherlock immediately denied the conjecture about the wizard. If it was a wizard, it should be even more flawless. If they are all wizards and show so many flaws, then this wizard is too useless.

"This way, it will be simpler. The time of death is no problem, and the alibi is no problem. Then the only problem is..."

"Corpse."

"Corpse."

Scarlevin and Sherlock said in unison.

"Why can't those stupid goldfish think of such a simple thing? Scaleven, you are the smartest goldfish." Sherlock took the phone and started sending messages again.

Scarlevin: ...Is it okay to not be praised at all? --

"Then you should be thankful that I found you as my boyfriend, otherwise you might be [beep] for the rest of your life," Scaleven said.

Sherlock glanced at Scarlevin faintly, feeling that he really couldn't understand what the woman was thinking.

"Sleep!" Skalevin yelled, she fell down and lay down, then turned her head and said again to Sherlock, who was still typing, "Sleep!"

"With all due respect, life is short, and we shouldn't waste our short life on meaningless things." Sherlock said without raising his head.

Scarlett: "Believe it or not, I won't let you use your phone tomorrow."

Sherlock: "...well, I forgot that you are underage." He ate this threat.

The author has something to say: I feel that Juan Fu is not a good CP, not cute anymore