[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

Sherlock quickly took out his mobile phone and sent Watson a text message.

"Come quickly if you have nothing to do, and come quickly if you have anything to do." - Sherlock

At this time, Watson was busy helping the two Holmes pay their hospital bills. When he saw the text message from Sherlock, he thought that something had happened, so he ran back.

Then I saw Olos and Sherlock staring at each other...

Sherlock said in a tone that was [-]% likely to be planned as amiable: "Can I trouble you to call the doctor?"

"Fall, you have time to send me a text message, won't you call me yourself?"

In fact, he said this in his heart.

Watson rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that he had a tendency to shake M, and Sherlock was always so capricious.

He rested his forehead silently, thinking that his hairline would become as high as McCaw one day. ——Macrof lying gun

Oulos grabbed the quilt with her hand and said embarrassedly: "Is he your friend?"

Sherlock hesitated, then nodded.

"A nice guy."

"His IQ is always pulling down the street average."

Oulos was embarrassed and didn't know whether to agree with his evaluation or...Negative, why did she feel that the other party was a bit poisonous?

"Uh……"

A tall man walked in from the outside wearing sick clothes. His face was pale and his body was fat, but his imposing manner was unexpectedly solemn and reliable.

Mycroft forced a smirk with a sullen face, and asked, "Olos, how do you feel?"

Watson brought the doctor in at this time, and seeing the safe and sound Mycroft said, "Thank God, is the healing ability of the Holmes family so perverted?"

"Uh... I think the most painful thing for me is that I have never experienced the healing power of ordinary people in my life."

Mycroft frowned, looked at Olos and said, "According to Olos, it should be the healing ability of Muggles... She has always liked to read some science fiction novels."

Watson was embarrassed, gave up a seat to the doctor and said, "Can you check for her?"

"She seems to have lost her memory." This sentence was said to Mycroft. Mycroft froze for a moment, staring closely at Olos, as if trying to tell the truth from it.

□□Naked eyes made Olos feel uncomfortable all over, she leaned to one side, obviously she thought this tall and thin man was her true love.

Mycroft glanced at it without any trace, and snorted coldly.

The doctor examined the patient very conscientiously, and came to the final conclusion that the patient may have short-term amnesia due to brain stimulation, but as long as he talks more about the past, the possibility of recovery is very high.

Sherlock said sarcastically: "Then you won't be able to recover your memory in this lifetime."

Olos looked up at him suspiciously, and asked, "Why?"

"Perhaps you can try electroshock therapy. My dear brother tried it on me."

He glanced at McCoff pretendingly, and said as if he remembered something: "Oh, there is also fancy whipping, which is McCoff's special skill."

He pursed his lips and said, "I've been in pain for several nights and haven't slept well."

So is it talking about patients now?

Watson looked at the two brothers in a daze.

"Aren't you going to get back to business?"

Sherlock shrugged as if he had nothing to do with Mycroft's unreasonable trouble~

"We're talking...the so-called topic."

Mycroft's entire face darkened.

"Sherlock, I was there to complete the mission."

"That's now for illness."

A heart attack.

Watson really felt that he couldn't stand it.

On... Is it really okay to quarrel in front of patients? ?

Watson suddenly felt that he could understand why the girl on the hospital bed went astray.

*** Unscrupulous two older brothers.

He suddenly missed Mary very much, and was caught here by the "Little Sister (kawaii の姐)" before he set off.

"Now, shut up."

The three Holmes stared blankly at John Watson. Watson suddenly felt embarrassed. Why were they so obedient and covered their faces.

"Should you determine the future ownership of the amnesia patient? I mean, after all, she is your relative."

Oulos interjected rashly: "Isn't he my husband?"

Mycroft changed his face almost instantly, and scolded viciously, "Sherlock."

Sherlock expressed blankly that he was forced to be shot, and he did not give any hints to Oulos from the beginning.

In order to prevent another fight, Watson strongly stated that he should stop for a while.

"I think it may be the chick effect. Newborn animals always regard the first person they see as their mother..."

Mycroft said angrily: "Then Sherlock should also be Dad."

Olos: Is it really okay to discuss this in front of people with amnesia?

"He's my husband." Olos took Sherlock's hand almost immediately, looking warily at the big fat man who came out of nowhere.

Watson looked at Olos Gu's son-in-law, and he could predict with certainty that a lady would live in 221B Baker Street.

"That's fine... Mycroft may not have time to take care of patients."

He explained against Mycroft's gloomy expression, "And I'm a doctor."

This has been made very clear, but Watson still swallowed, feeling inexplicably nervous.

So Olos officially moved into the next door to 221B Baker Street after being discharged from the hospital the next day...someone used some kind of bad way to get someone next door who might be a spy or a good citizen to move away. .Then, quickly bought 220B.

Watson said, Mycroft, you are such a rich man, why didn't you buy your brother a house or something.

McCoff simply ignored him.

Don't be so ignorant of skinny people~

Along the way, Mycroft was uncharacteristically aloof, he greeted Olos, and ignored the two of 221B along the way.

"Olos, are you alone, okay?"

"You can ask Sherlock to ask Mrs. Hudson to take care of you."

Sherlock rolled his eyes, pretending not to understand.

"If you're bored, go find Sherlock."

Watson said earnestly, "My wife Mary will be very happy to be your friend."

Then subconsciously looked at Mycroft, and he returned to his usual aloofness.

Mrs. Hudson watched in horror as Sherlock returned with a girl.

"Hi, my name is Olos."

She looked at Sherlock and said hesitantly: "Olos Olos, I will come here often in the future, I live next door, please take care of me."

Mrs. Hudson gave Sherlock a meaningful glance, her face turning into a chrysanthemum.

In order to ensure the safety of Olos, Mycroft stated that Olos's identity will not be disclosed for the time being. As for the temporary identity, he originally wanted to be named Olos Kerwins, but Olos detested the name too much. Rubbing, not domineering enough, directly asked to change to Olos Olos.

Another wonderful woman.

For a while after leaving Baker Street, Mycroft did not appear again. He went to Holmes' old house and found someone to dig up the tombstones with wrong names.

When a pile of white bones came into his eyes, he closed his eyes and stood there for a long time.

Then he said: "Take... it to Holmes Manor."

But he squatted beside the tombstone, not knowing what he was thinking.

After getting along for a few days, Olos didn't have the problems of arrogance and eccentricity that Watson thought, uh...except for being able to eat.

This may seem inconspicuous, but it is actually very important.

He put the bills directly on Mycroft.

Oulos was sipping a cup of pearl milk tea from China Street, holding pancake fruit in her hand, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she had no intention of taking a look at it.

Sherlock took out a bag expressionlessly and said, "This is your Black Forest cake."

Watson silently averted his gaze... Although Olos lost her memory, her IQ was obviously still outside the average range of human beings.

She could accurately guess the store that Sherlock might have passed by while handling the case.

"Unrelentingly" ordered Sherlock to buy her snacks at a store passing by... But for Watson, this IQ seems to be really misplaced.

She is very attached to Sherlock, but she is also very lazy, basically never going out, and is addicted to online games.

At first, Watson thought that her computer should be such a complicated program. You know that geniuses always call those serious and boring things games, but he didn't expect that the games Olos was talking about were games.

Sometimes, she may be very kind to study cases with Sherlock, but basically she is more inclined to make trouble... She is always more inclined to induce others to go astray, and she said that this can increase the interest of the case.

London is really boring.

Speaking of which, Sherlock also brought Olos to handle the case. At that time, Watson received a call from Mary, so he went to Meislan to meet the baby's mother... So the identity of this temporary assistant was transferred to Olo Si Oluosi body.

I remember that at that time, she was eating a chocolate ice cream in her mouth, holding a matcha ice cream in her right hand like a little cat, and very carelessly let the juice of the ice cream flow into the nostrils of the deceased - the scene was really disgusting .

She smiled and said: "It is an honor for a deceased person to smell delicious ice cream after death."

When chasing the escaped prisoner, she was very confused about the "routine" and dispatched McCoff's private jet.

(Actually, it really doesn't have to be this way-it takes a lot of trouble to use the plane to chase the two-legged creature.)

After that, Mycroft confiscated certain privileges of Oluosi with a really gloomy face, and sternly stated that she would not be allowed to invade the state secret network again.

The author has something to say: Thank you Jin Xiaolang for blowing up a ~~~~~~~~~~~~~deep~land mine.