[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

"Oh! Connie, is this your new dish? It's so delicious..." At the dinner table, Mrs. Hudson was dripping with oil.

Although it is not as delicious as the rice that Connie found back then, this colorful bowl looks really appetizing, not to mention its more intense aroma~

Mrs. Hudson was already in high spirits.

Connie smiled while drinking water: "This is a famous dish in Country Z. It has been around since ancient times and is very famous."

"Oh! Yes, yes, country Z is the best." Mrs. Hudson nodded again and again. Although she didn't know much about country Z, Connie's cooking was enough for her to pay high respect to this eastern country.

Connie was speechless. It's not that there are no Chinese restaurants in London. Although they are not authentic, they are not so bad that they can be overwhelmed by her craftsmanship, or they have never tried them at all.

Like her, she was still eating British food in the first few months.

The psychological shadow area simply surpassed the body.

"Oh! Mrs. Hudson, don't be so worthless. It's just a matter of appetite. You are an elderly person. Please have some wisdom and don't be tempted by some delicious food." Mycroft, who stayed for dinner, obviously It has transitioned from being polite to being straightforward, and the degree of familiarity is also unnecessary.

In his words, even though he is only a small government official, he has been able to integrate into various environments like a fluke... Such skills and accomplishments are still very necessary.

Haha, Connie just smiled and said nothing.

#Tell you that your eating looks make people let go of your politeness to you, what would you think? #

Mrs. Hudson raised her eyebrows, took the remaining half of the meat on his plate, and took a bite.

"..." Mycroft, who was cutting meat gracefully with a knife and fork, was taken aback.

"Since you want to cultivate your appetite, let me, an elderly man, take care of this ungrateful meat!" Mrs. Hudson said while staring at McCoff word by word, sipping soup with a smile Finished the meat.

Lestrade almost snickered, and when he received Mycroft's gaze, he immediately looked serious, and silently bowed his head to eat.

Connie looked at Mycroft, looked at Mrs. Hudson, and looked at Lestrade helplessly, and she felt a little pitiful.

Undoubtedly choked, and turned to look at Sherlock, but stared at his mechanical movements in a daze.

A piece of meat, a mouthful of rice, a mouthful of vegetables, and a mouthful of soup.

Sherlock, who ate elegantly according to this order, completely ignored the crowd. Connie only felt that he was not dining with everyone in the kitchen of 221B, but rather like dining elegantly and alone in a luxurious restaurant reserved for a private room.

Elegant and lonely...

(￢_￢)...

Seeing that Sherlock ignored him, Mycroft finally turned his attention to Connie.

(O_O)?

(⊙ω⊙)

"Er...does Mr. Mycroft use mine? Anyway..."

The plate in his hand was taken away immediately.

"Then thank you Connie. Well, I haven't tasted enough of your cooking." Since Mrs. Hudson has robbed his meat, he doesn't mind robbing Connie... Oh, no!It was offered by her.

"...I'm full too. You're welcome." Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Mycroft had already eaten.

The corner of Connie's mouth twitched faintly, and she drank the soup silently.

At this moment, Sherlock finally had the time to glance at his brother, and made a comment: "Oh, Mycroft, have you fallen to the point of grabbing food with children? It's really heartbreaking..."

Connie looked at him with excitement.

Wow~ It's rare for the great god to say something fair...

"Oh! Brother, don't say anything about the rules about respecting the old and loving the young. You have to know that you are the most ignorant person in the UK..." Connie agreed with this sentence.

After swallowing the last piece of meat, Sherlock wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up gracefully.

"Hmph, rules are what mediocre people need. Connie, a cup of tea and two candies."

The three mediocre people next to me, except for Mycroft, lay down their guns one after another.

"Yes..." Tea? "Don't you drink coffee, sir?"

"Well, it's a bit greasy." Compared with Megoff, who loves meat, even if he eats meat, the taste is very light.

"Oh." Connie nodded, and then thought of making rose tea for Sherlock... Fuck, I felt very excited right away!

What the hell (￣_,￣).

Lestrade said: Give me a cup too, I think it tastes good after drinking it before meals.

Mrs. Hudson said: I can't refuse the beauty tea.

Mycroft said: Then I want it too!

Connie simply grabbed a handful of teapots and ran away, pouring them into cups one by one.

The three of them slumped on the sofa, the other two were fine, but Mycroft... Today he completely shattered his serious image of a government official in front of Connie.

Still young, although the hairline has been running ten years ahead of schedule...

"Mr. Sherlock, your tea." Because scented tea already has aroma and taste, Connie put a sugar directly.

Sherlock smelled it before he drank it.

"Rose flower tea? What I want is tea."

"Um, but there is no tea at home. Only rose petals."

A rare long silence.

Connie stood on the edge of the sofa, facing Sherlock's eyes staring at her, feeling a lot of pressure.

"A cup of hot water, plus two sugars." Sherlock looked at Connie suspiciously, thinking that in the past, she could understand him in a matter of minutes, why not this time?

"Huh?" Connie was taken aback for a moment before recalling his words.

A cup of hot water, plus two sugar...

So this is the tea he was talking about?

puff!

Unable to hold back one, Connie burst out laughing.

That's called sugar water, not tea, hahahahaha! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Hahahahahaha! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Connie, who couldn't stop laughing, suddenly startled Sherlock. He looked at Connie suspiciously, and a dazed look flashed across his expression, which was slightly cute.

It's a pity that Connie, who concentrated on laughing for a hundred seconds, didn't notice it.

"Cough..." Almost choking on saliva, Connie hurriedly covered half of her face with the tray.

"Well, I'm going to change you... tea now." Snickerd and exited the room, leaving Sherlock with a dazed expression on his face.

When they came downstairs, the cell phones of Officer Lestrade and Mycroft rang at the same time.

After answering the phone call, the expressions of both of them suddenly became very serious.

"Oh, dear Connie, thank you for your dinner and flower tea. Something happened in the police station, so I have to go first." Lestrade said goodbye in a hurry, and then Mycroft also left.

The two left one after another, and Connie guessed that there must have been a relatively serious case, otherwise McCoff wouldn't have been alarmed as well.

Sherlock was still yelling about being boring earlier today, but God sent an interesting story tonight, he is really the darling of heaven...

Ten seconds later.

Sherlock rushed downstairs with excitement.

"Oh! There must be an interesting case coming!"

The tea in Connie's hand had just been poured, before she had time to put rock sugar in it, she saw Sherlock hurried over while wearing a scarf.

"Although it took me ten seconds to figure out why you laughed just now, it's enough for me to ask you, but now—the case comes first! Also, flower tea is good." He picked up Connie's hand He took a sip from his cup, stuffed it back, and went out the door with an excited face.

Connie stared blankly at his leaving back, and then looked at the cup in her hand.

There is an incomprehensible tenth wonder of the world in his eyes.

#Big brother!This is boiling water that has passed the boiling point (*Φ盘Φ*)#

#How did he drink it with a calm face and didn't notice it o((⊙﹏⊙))o.#

#Nerves thick to a certain level, Smecta(`д′)#

The author has something to say: There are still people who went to Fengyue to ask when they will be with each other. I am also drunk <(￣︶￣)>

Let me explain about the rice problem:

In fact, the author is not too clear about it. I just went to Baidu. It said that the British generally do not eat rice. Although they can be found, the locals generally seldom eat it. And the information is basically after 2010, so I think 2005 Even if there was rice in New Years, it was relatively small, and there are many types of rice, so there are these in the article, so, haha~ If you mind, just take a look~~~

Regarding the update, there are so many things happening in October, but the case I wrote at the beginning of this article is all my own pure imagination. The author is very weak in this regard. Moreover, the analysis and reasoning of the case is also very tricky, so the writing on the whole structure is very slow, and there is no big time, so October may be slower than September, and the school will start training, at the end of October I want to start a defense, but I haven't done my graduation thesis yet! ! !So, everyone, try to be considerate, and it will be updated more regularly in November.

Finally, thanks to those who have been chasing after, the author must live up to Ni Meng! (*￣[-]) (ε￣＊) What~~