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

Back home, Skalevin and Sherlock fell on the bed together for a long time and didn't want to move.

"Mummy is really nagging more and more." Scarlett said weakly, and Sherlock agreed in his heart, "I always knew she was nagging, but it turned out to be so scary when she really nagged me..."

Sherlock: "..." Does it matter if the person who dares to love is me?

Sherlock suddenly remembered something. He turned over and pressed Scarlett's neck to sniff like a puppy, then grabbed Scarlett's hand and sniffed, "Where did you go today? Not just McDonald's ...When you get in the car, although you have a strong fast food smell on your body - which means that you have been in line for at least 15 minutes - but you have something else on your body." He said deeply Taking a breath, he looked at Skalevin with bright eyes like a Persian cat seeing a fish.

"I've never smelled this kind of smell, it's very...strange, there is a powder." He picked up a little shiny powder from Scarlevin's sleeve and sniffed it under his nose, "It's a little strange Fishy smell? In addition to this, there is another fragrance...it should be perfume, and its ingredients include lily of the valley, but I can't describe the other fragrance types...it's worth researching." Sherlock said while going back to Scar Next to Le Wen, there was still a trace of powder in his hand, and they stuck to his fingers, "It feels like a mineral, with very fine particles, and maybe it contains animal bones?"

"Maybe it's just somewhere?" Skalevin said lazily.

"Rubbing on your cuff? Unless you dipped your hand into a pile of powder." Sherlock also became lazy, "You don't just smell of a perfume, and these perfumes are not common, at least there are several I have never smelled the smell, which means you went to a group of special people. I noticed that the soles of your shoes are very clean, and you are probably indoors. And you..." Sherlock turned around, his His face was only a few centimeters away from Skalevin, "You still put on makeup?" He reached out and wiped Skalevin's eyebrows vigorously.

"Oh." Scareven yawned.

"Oh? Is this your reaction?" Sherlock was very dissatisfied with Scarlevin's reaction.

"Your analysis method is quite special, did you create it yourself?" Skalevin asked with her eyes closed.

"..."

"?"

Sherlock coughed, "Actually... the first person who proposed this method was... Fatty, when I was young we often confronted people on the street...but!" Sherlock raised his voice and emphasized, "The person who carried it forward It was me, and I named the method deductive."

Scarleven: "..." The name is useless!

Scarlett: "I thought the term 'interpretation' had existed for a long time. I remember that the first person to carry it forward was Euclid?"

Sherlock: "Did he use it for a case?"

Scaleven sweated a little.

"So, I invented... this word!" Sherlock proudly defined it.

Scarlett: "..." Are you a puppy that takes up space?

When Mrs. Holmes came in to ask them to have dinner, what she saw was Sherlock and Scarlett falling asleep on the bed head to head. The tall Sherlock curled up beside the bed, while the short Scarlett Wen's limbs were spread wide and she was snoring. Both of them looked like angels in their sleep, which made Mrs. Holmes reluctant to wake them up...but they still had to eat!

Sherlock and Scarlett went downstairs to eat with sleepy eyes. Sherlock didn't continue to ask Scarlett where she was going today, because Mr. Holmes had a new news to tell everyone.

"What! Travel to Germany?"

"Still spending Christmas there?"

Scarlett and Sherlock yelled together.

"That's great~"

"I'm not going!"

Scarlett: "..."

Sherlock: "..."

Sherlock: "Germany isn't fun at all, and it's a waste of time. You don't know German at all, Scarlett. Aren't you busy, Daddy and Mommy, how do you have time to travel?"

Scarlevin: "I haven't been anywhere, Germany sounds good, will we go to Swan Castle?"

Sherlock: "Skalevin! Where are you from?"

Scarlett rolled her eyes, "It's not fun to spend the whole winter vacation in England. When school starts, everyone will go on a trip. I'm the only one in England. It's so boring." She pouted.

"Okay." Mr. Holmes pulled the children's attention back, "Because Mommy is going to Frankfurt University for a meeting, and I happen to have an old friend who has a winery near Giessen, and he invited our family to his place for Christmas. .” He raised his eyebrows, “We have already agreed.”

"You never asked our opinion at all." Sherlock cried unhappily. He didn't like traveling, and Daddy knew it.

"But Sherlock, we can't leave you alone at home." Mrs. Holmes also considered many things, "Why don't you go live with Mycroft?"

"No!" Sherlock refused immediately, "Who wants to live with that dead... big devil!"

"We may find something interesting in Germany, Sherlock." Scaleven touched Sherlock with her elbow. "Can we move freely?" This was said to Mr. Holmes.

"If you can keep in touch at all times, don't cause trouble, don't go to places you shouldn't do, don't do things you shouldn't do...you can consider it." Mr. Holmes is not worried at all.

"Oh yeah~" Scarletwen cheered.

Sherlock: "..." You've been tricked, fool.

Although Sherlock hated this, in fact the decision to go to Germany had already been decided. Occasionally Mr. and Mrs. Holmes would make a fuss. In fact, they were just worried about Sherlock. Sherlock's reputation in this regard was not very good.

Sherlock himself knew it well.

The only one who was not affected, Scarlett, who was happily preparing her luggage, made up her mind to have fun. Among other things, 50 years after World War II, there is still a lot of heritage. Otherwise, how could Germany develop so fast after the war? If you find a leak for her, you will make a lot of money...Of course, just thinking about it, I still focus on eating, drinking and having fun~

Because this was considered a family event, Mr. Holmes kindly notified Mycroft before boarding the plane.

Mycroft who received the text message: ...

Just as the Holmes family got off the plane, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes stepped forward to say hello, "Hi, Mr. Holmes, long time no see."

"Yes, Dennis, long time no see." Both Mr. and Mrs. Holmes greeted the young man.

"The snow wasn't too heavy today. Fortunately, the flight was not delayed. The car is outside. Let me help you with your luggage." Dennis lifted the largest suitcase very easily.

"Thank you, Dennis."

Scarlevin's first reaction was: Great, she speaks English, don't pretend you don't understand.The second reaction is: Nima, this guy has seen blood...

……

what! ! ! !

Although it was a bit strange, it was not uncommon for local tyrants to keep a servant or two who had seen blood. Skalevin just noticed it secretly, and then happily followed into the car.

This Dennis was driving a BMW, which was nothing special on the surface.With his help, Mr. Holmes loaded all the luggage into the compartment, and then sat on the co-pilot.

Scarlett found out today that Sherlock is so afraid of the cold, no wonder he doesn't like coming to Germany.

"It's so useless." Skalevin scorned.

"Shut up!" Sherlock, who was almost wrapped up in a ball, threw Scarlevin into the car, and then got into it himself.The warm carriage quickly comforted Sherlock's body and mind, and he was finally able to unbutton his coat...the collar.

"Close the window, you want to freeze me to death." Sherlock yelled at Scarlevan who was shaking the window.Scarlevin pouted, and closed the window again.

"Is Nick okay? Last time the phone was hung up suddenly, didn't something happen?" Mr. Holmes asked while fastening his seat belt.

"...Yes, Mr. Valentine is fine," Dennis replied.

Suspicious pause.Scarlevin is not alone in thinking this way.

"If you need my help in anything, don't hesitate," said Mr. Holmes.

Dennis soon realized his mistake just now, and he explained: "It was a friend of Mr. Valentine who had an accident some time ago. Sorry, I can't say more."

"Oh, it's okay, I don't want to inquire about anything." Mr. Holmes quickly explained.

"Ah, by the way, Dennis, this is my son Sherlock, and my daughter Scarlett. You haven't seen it yet, you happened to be away when Sherlock came last time." Mrs. Holmes smoothed things over.

"Actually..." Sherlock folded his hands and said slowly, "I've seen it before, right?"

"There is indeed a relationship." Dennis smiled at Sherlock in the rearview mirror.

Mr. Holmes: ?

Mrs. Holmes: ?

Scarlett: Sherlock, are you secretly flirting again? =v=

"But this lady has never seen it before." Dennis glanced at Scarlevan.

"I only came here half a year ago." Skalevin generously told her the identity of her adopted daughter.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Scaleven." Dennis lowered his eyes slightly as a signal.

"Me too, it's nice to meet you~" Skalevin acted like a sweet lady.

The inadvertent temptation was left behind after leaving the city, and Skalevin looked at the scenery outside the window with interest, and the scenery that was different from the memory in her mind attracted her.While chatting with other people about the scenery, the previous information in the memory palace (pyramid) in her mind sank into the "sand" and was replaced by new memories.

Never expected that Daddy's friend is a fool!

After leaving the city for an hour, Scareven saw the gate of the legendary vineyard, and the endless... grassland on both sides of the road behind the gate.Then after another 10 minutes, I finally saw the castle from a distance.

= Mouth =!

"What's that?" Skalevin wiped the mist off the window with her hands, and looked out.She seemed to see something flying in the sky just now?

"What?" Sherlock also squeezed his face, "Is that a horse? That old...Valentin loves riding horses."

"What kind of person is Mr. Valentine?" Scaleven turned her face away, "tweeted" on Sherlock's face, and Sherlock gave her a disgusted look.

"He's an old man with many secrets." Sherlock thought of something, and added, "I don't like him."

"You don't like..." This is a bit broad, it's hard to imagine what kind of person it is.