[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

Mrs. Hudson looked at Oluos with a kind of colored eyes early the next morning, and the urgent little eyes made people feel panic.

She saw gunshots of "bang bang~" from upstairs, and ran up quickly. Sherlock was wrapped in a robe and punched several holes in the wall.

Mrs. Hudson knocked on the door almost angrily and shouted, "Sherlock."

Oluos secretly thought that if Mrs. Hudson didn't own this door, she would have kicked it.

Sherlock made a strange smile, and sat down on the sofa as if to surrender.

"Don't you think such a wall looks good?" He looked at Olos and sniffed his nose.

"As curious as Mrs. Hudson is, it is necessary for me to tell her the truth. She obviously couldn't sleep last night, look at the heavy dark circles under her eyes."

He said irrefutably, "She didn't have sex yesterday."

Sherlock sniffed his nose, as if trying to smell something secret from the air. "But I think soon."

Mrs. Hudson exclaimed angrily, "Sherlock."

"Maybe you can go down and have a look at your pot first, it seems that something is sticky."

Mrs. Hudson hurried downstairs, not forgetting to mutter curses.

"Sherlock, I am your butler. Oh no! I am your landlord."

"Why do you always have to do so many things every day?"

Olos poured herself a glass of water, sat down, and watched Sherlock get up.

"Where are you going?"

"West End."

"Murder case?"

Sherlock turned his head, as if thinking about something, and then he asked, "Do you want to go?"

Olos nodded.

"I want to drop by and buy a kitchen knife. Um, I want to learn how to cook something delicious. Apparently fruit knives can no longer keep up with my daily needs."

Sherlock paused and said, "No photos allowed."

Olos nodded.

"Macrof's forces are not allowed to be mobilized."

Oulos nodded, then asked, "Is there anything else?"

Sherlock put on his coat and opened the door directly, and Olos quickly followed.

When passing by the pizzeria, Olos stopped the car forcibly and bought a beef cheese.

"Don't delay handling the case."

He added with a look of utter disgust, "Just for your stupid food."

"It's a physiological reaction and I can't control it."

Sherlock gritted his teeth and looked at the pizza in Olos' hands, suddenly regretting his proposal.

Sherlock pulled off the police belt and entered the surveillance range.

A man with a yellow complexion and a thin figure came up, and he glanced at Oulos.

Oulos smiled and said, "I'm his friend."

The man was obviously surprised. He said, "I didn't expect you to become more and more human. I thought Watson was the most special existence."

Sherlock was obviously disdainful, and he said, "Stop talking nonsense, how is the situation at the scene?"

"There were two dead people. Both the brain and the heart were dug out, but judging from the traces, it was more like being eaten by wild animals."

Sherlock walked up to the dead, their faces were miserable, and Olos couldn't help but want to vomit, looking at the pizza in her hand, she could either throw it or eat it.

A lady came over. She should be a member of the police inspection department. She seemed to have heard of Sherlock's name a long time ago. She turned towards Olos and said, "I didn't expect so many people to be with this monster now." coffee."

She pretended to be sensational and said with emotion: "What's wrong with this world."

Olos frowned and was dissatisfied, Sherlock darkened his eyes and said: "I think you should have slept with a married man last night, and wiped the floor, look at your trouser legs, they are wet trace."

He sniffed her surroundings provocatively, and said, "Men's perfume is mixed with expensive women's perfume."

Olos stood up and said, "Although I know people from Scotland Yard may not suggest this, I think people from the newspaper office will be very happy."

The lady glared angrily, "Crazy."

Oulos pretended to be mysterious and shook her head and said, "He's not sick, at most he's a high-functioning sociopath."

She paused and then said: "You may be jealous of him, after all, he is a genius whose IQ cannot be measured according to the existing methods... a private detective."

The lady couldn't seem to calm down. Seeing the ups and downs of her chest, Olos expressed her satisfaction. She followed Sherlock and found that the detective was in a surprisingly good mood.

"Judging from the footprints at the scene, at least five people should have been present at the time of the conflict." Sherlock frowned, and said to the forensic doctor, "I need their blood samples."

"Also, please check the major hospitals recently to see if anyone has been bitten."

"Especially the hands."

Olos looked at the pizza in her hand, and finally ate it down.

"I suspect it's going to be a catastrophe, from the virus."

Sherlock turned to look at Olos, obviously he agreed with her thoughts.But... I don't agree with her various physical problems on the way back.

"Sherlock, I think I need to fix my tuba. If I'm not wrong, we can go around to the AA supermarket first. The toilets there are clean and luxurious. If you agree now, it will take about 5 minutes." arrive."

She added: "That means I can last another five minutes."

Sherlock kept a dark face and said nothing, he should call McCoff, this kind of thing can be regarded as an internship stage of an "unreliable relationship".

After she came out with a relaxed face, she saw that Sherlock's figure had disappeared without a trace, and a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her, and a fat uncle with a tall hairline got out of the car. come out.

"Mycroft, you are still as fat as ever."

Mycroft gritted his teeth and replied, "Actually, I've lost five pounds."

Only then did Olos take a closer look at him, and found that he had really lost a lot, which was unbelievable.

"Sherlock said something happened to you."

Olos immediately understood the kind of malice that Sherlock was trying to rid herself of, as if deliberately disgusting Mycroft, she said along the way: "There is something wrong, I have been constipated recently."

"..."

"I need to go buy some kitchen stuff right now, you know I love kitchens."

Wearing a classic three-piece suit, Mycroft said with a smile: "I still have a meeting."

Olos frowned, she hated the classical British style.

"If you really had an important meeting, you wouldn't be here."

"Mycroft, can you be more mature?"

"Like Sherlock, you don't like staying with me. Just reject me directly, no need to beat around the bush."

Mycroft immediately stopped talking, he thought, why the moment he saw Olos say this, it felt like he saw Mommy, she always said that that damn guy Sherlock is the most mature in the family that one.

Oulos was about to show him the knife, when she saw Mycroft texting, and her smiling face immediately turned gloomy.

A pair of black eyes were like laser rays, poking at McCoff's fat inner upper body, he felt a "huh" coldness on his back, and silently put away his phone.

Mycroft looked at her shining knife pretending to be calm.

Oulos said regretfully, "I bought a shovel and a knife this time."

For these two kitchen utensils, she spent a full 15 minutes, and Mycroft followed her, silently calculating how many things could be processed in 15 minutes.

Mycroft watched silently as Olos stuffed them into a big shopping bag.

"I have to buy some clothes."

When Olos said this, she was not suggesting, but a notice.

Oulos knows very well that you have to be ruthless when dealing with old guys like Mycroft, otherwise the other party will always be able to kick their noses in the face.

He is a politician who "does all kinds of evil"! ! !

"Mycroft, look at this dress."

Mycroft glanced subconsciously, especially when he saw this huge opening, and said implicitly: "According to official statistics, there are two-thirds of bachelors in London, and low-collar workers are very likely to cause social instability. One in 24 One in 86 male bachelors will have thoughts similar to violence, and they may put their thoughts into action, greatly increasing the probability of sexual incidents.”

"Once the epidemic rate rises, the society will cause panic, and tourism and various businesses will be affected accordingly. People will have to export, and the government will have to take action. This will easily lead to conflicts among countries, and finally a world war. "

Oulos looked at Mycroft's expressionless face and endless speech, coughed a few times, and silently put down the clothes in his hand.

On the way back, Oulos suggested to go for a walk. After all, she didn't buy many things, because she hung all the heavy objects on Mycroft.

She took his hand and was about to say something sensational. "Brother, I..."

A figure rushed over with a "huh~" and snatched a bag from Mycroft's hand.

"Damn it, let me stop."

Oulos screamed, and ran up to the opponent at a speed of [-] meters and [-] seconds. After grabbing the bag, she took the big bag and hammered wildly.

What happened to Scotland Yard, there are robbers on the streets of London!

Mycroft came late with a gloomy face.

The other party was a young man, who was frightened by Oluosi's madness, and was hit by her headshot.

The onlookers did not come up to help, but some kind-hearted people called the police.

"If I don't drag you to Scotland Yard today, I won't be Oloise Oloise." She looked fierce as if she was going to cut the whole body into pieces, she pulled up her sleeves and roared, planning to do a big job.

Mycroft stopped her with a frown.

As a politician, he can't let this kind of thing become a big deal, but she can't stop Olos at all, Olos will also have a violent temper, and feelings can be considered a crime queen. Now this kind of petty theft It's a detriment to his prestige to actually get it on his body.

She kicked the opponent angrily, and a hot breath came out of her nostrils.