[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Connie and her group arrived in a small church on the outskirts of the city in an expensive-looking car.

Connie found a room in the church and changed into the little dress that Mrs. Hudson had prepared for her.

The pink tutu skirt, with layers of lotus leaves...cute is cute, but Connie's heart hurts...She used to have the kind of body that wears close-fitting long skirts, okay?

Although when she was 13 years old, she probably still wore the authentic festive big red turtleneck asymmetrical sweater knitted by her grandmother.

In the winter, even if the heating was turned on in the church, she was still shivering from the cold.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hudson brought her a thick long coat to wear. Looking at the ladies in the church who wore exaggerated clothes, half of them were with children. Connie didn't know what to do for a while. I sigh that the older a woman is, the more she can withstand the cold, or that most of Lestrade's peers, children can play soy sauce, and he only gets married... But it is a good thing to be able to get married, it is better than still being stuck in a single dog. Old age. It's good to struggle in the big pit~

When the four of them entered the arena, the sensation was not small.

The reason is Sherlock. In just a few months, he has offended all the male and female police officers in Scotland Yard one by one.

The other two were quite comfortable with such gazes.

Mrs. Hudson has always been a magical woman, and her man is the boss of the West End who has experienced great storms...

Fortunately, only Lestrade in the police station knew Henry's true identity, otherwise Henry's hatred would definitely surpass Sherlock's...

"Lestrade, congratulations!" The Hudsons first offered their blessings.

Before the bride appeared, the groom greeted the friends at the door. When he saw Sherlock and his party, he was obviously very emotional.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to have such a fate after going to the United States." Moreover, his new wife is also a policeman, which gave him a sense of fate.

Connie: "..." I always felt that it was inevitable that she would be kidnapped, otherwise Lestrade would have met his wife in what year and month.

Thinking about it, as soon as he looked up, he saw Lestrade's meaningful eyes looking over.

"..." What the hell is this grateful look.

"The ceremony will start soon, let's go in." The four came late, and Lestrade deliberately reserved the second row for them, and Connie looked at the statues and retro stained windows in the church , a sense of solemnity arises spontaneously.

The four of them sat down on their seats, and Connie sat on Sherlock's right, just one Sherlock away from the aisle, but this did not prevent her from observing the bride who was about to enter the door.

After a while, all the whispering in the synagogue stopped. In the silent church, the priest stepped onto the podium. As soon as the outer door opened, the bride's father helped the bride to enter the door.

Lestrade was clearly in a state of excitement.

Connie craned her neck and looked towards the door.

I can't see it clearly, but I have a good figure...

A slender and close-fitting white gauze dress mopped the floor, the white gauze on the head covered the neck, the white gauze at the back was more than one meter long after mopping the floor, the bouquet in the bride's hand was also white, and the bride's father next to him Tall and straight, also nearly 1.8 meters [-] in height, although a little thinner, but also looks very energetic.

The two walked over slowly and stopped in front of Lestrade.

Looking at his father-in-law who was half a head taller than his son-in-law, Lestrade's complexion was ruddy.

Connie looked at the picture and felt something was wrong.

"The bride is so beautiful." When she lifted her hijab, Connie saw half of her profile under the white veil, and murmured subconsciously.

Although the sound is very small, it is still enough for the first row and newcomers to hear.

The bride followed the voice and glanced over, a sweet smile appeared on her nervous face.

Connie was stunned for a moment: the side face is full of temperament, and the front face is so hot and beautiful, it's too much!

No, no, no... It should be said that it is too much to match Lestrade!

The priest began to read the oath, and after a long while, the couple said I am willing, put on rings representing a lifetime commitment for each other, embraced and kissed each other.

Connie applauded her surroundings a little sourly.

In a blink of an eye, Sherlock looked at the two of them still calmly, his expression seemed to be a little silent, and he patted him on the shoulder immediately.

"It's okay, you're still young, and you'll find someone more beautiful in the future, but you have the sexiest brain in the world..." Sherlock is a man no matter what, and at the age of 23, it's the time when he is young and vigorous, There must be some ideas from time to time.

Sherlock has long been impatient with the long-winded oaths that the white-haired old man can't finish reading, such as loyalty and uniqueness, this woman just made out with another man before coming to the wedding.

So, halfway through the wedding ceremony, he became dazed... The noise was making him a little upset, but before he recovered, he was distracted by Connie's slap, and he heard it as soon as he recovered That sentence: "You have the sexiest brain in the world..."

The sexiest brain in the world?

his?

Well... This sentence sounds good, and he always thought so.

Seeing that Sherlock seems to have listened to what she said, and she still has such an expression on her face, Connie also feels very relieved, this is the first time...

But speaking of it, Sherlock was able to keep pace with her when she was 23 years old and hadn't fallen in love yet. Her previous first love record was maintained until she was 25 years old.

The audience retreated to the church door.

The cold wind is blowing hot in winter... Connie wrapped her coat tightly without tears, and held a salute that was forcibly stuffed in one hand. She turned around and saw Sherlock, who was wrapped with only one eye, and pulled him over decisively.

"……what."

"Shoot the salute, bless the new couple!" Connie forced a salute into Sherlock's hand, seeing his disdainful expression with deep disapproval.

After a while, the door of the church opened again, and at the same time, a couple of newlyweds walked out slowly. At this time, all the salutes were pulled out together, and colorful icy confetti flew in the air.

Connie smiled foolishly, saw Sherlock was still there in a daze, and pushed him: "It's clean!"

He froze and didn't move. Connie was silent, and suddenly leaned over: "You won't be able to fire the salute, will you?"

"..."

Connie stared at him dumbfounded, but secretly smiled inwardly.

"This boring thing..."

"boom!"

Connie simply did it herself and pulled the salute away.

"... Connie." Because the direction was wrong, the salute was pointing straight up, so when the confetti fell, most of them fell within one meter of Sherlock as the center.

"Hahahaha..." Connie couldn't help laughing out loud seeing the colorful icy confetti on her curly hair and Sherlock's darkened face.

The Hudsons and Lestrades were clearly enjoying the scene, too.

Sherlock was a little depressed, he shook his head fiercely, his curly hair fluttered in the air, and more than half of the confetti fell, and he waved away the ones on his shoulders, but there were still a lot of traces mixed in. After taking a photo on his head, he frowned helplessly.

Connie secretly took a selfie with her mobile phone, and by the way, she also took a picture of the troubled Sherlock behind her holding a photo with her mobile phone.

I feel like I can make an emoticon, and the text is matched with the kind of "how can I be so handsome~".

Ha ha ha ha! ! ! !

Connie covered her mouth and tried to make up the scene, her mouth was about to burst.