[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

In a blink of an eye, autumn came, and this autumn was extremely cold. Lance Edley was walking on the street alone, listening to the noisy voices around him. People complained about the cold weather, and the price of goods became more and more expensive, and some people rejoiced No one is unemployed.

He shrunk his neck and kept rubbing his hands, feeling that he was really unlucky. The first time he robbed something hard, he was imprisoned by the people of Scotland Yard for a week. Fortunately, he was provided with food and shelter. passable.

It's just that my stomach is so hungry now!

Trembling, he took out a mouthful of black bread from his coat pocket, took a bite hard, and his mouth was very pale, but he was thinking about the fresh and tender fat with his mouth flattened.

Thinking that his little Eunuch Li was not very good in the past, he is not as bad as he is now. He took another bite of black bread, looked at this bustling London, the empire of the dark culinary world, and burst into tears.

He really misses Xiao Fugui's cooking skills and Xiao Feidie.At the beginning, what he should never have done was to listen to Mr. K's words, alienate Xiao Feidie, and frame Xiao Fugui, just for the relatives who may still be alive if they don't know the truth.

He laughed at himself and laughed, if he really had relatives, could he be reduced to being a eunuch? Thinking about it, he still devoted himself to Mr. K and looked forward to his horse's head. Now, evil will be rewarded with evil.

He has really done a lot of bad things and framed Xiao Fugui so many times, but he always treats himself as my friend with kindness. Lance sighed long, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the black hair in his hand. Bread, my heart is even more sour.

Trembling, Lance found a corner and squatted down, watching passers-by on the road glance at him from time to time.

My father-in-law is very calm!

He thought about who didn't disgust him when he was his father-in-law.If it hadn't become bigger later on, whoever saw him would have looked at him as if he had seen a monster.

Some people say that women are rain, men are snow, and the father-in-law who is neither yin nor yang is sleet, so keep a distance.

Suddenly, a man in a windbreaker stood in front of him. He was tall and thin, with a firm face and a hooked nose... and he was holding a wad of money. Don't blame him at this time, he was so hungry that he could only notice others money in hand.

The man asked coldly, "Have you been here all this time?"

Lance looked up at his curly hair seductively. "Here I am."

"Keep staying. Within three hours, if you see someone who is eight feet tall and covering his arms, follow him. I will go to Baker Street tonight, and I will give you extra rewards."

"who are you?"

He frowned and seemed a little unhappy: "You don't recognize me?"

"Your clothes haven't been postponed for almost half a month. You have been in prison not long ago. Look at the marks on your wrist. It's clear at a glance. I guess you must have not eaten for two days. You need the money urgently, but obviously You are a foreigner, not familiar with London, if I am not mistaken, you should be a stowaway, from Germany, you have a very thick accent."

Lance looked at the gentleman in front of him with a look of horror, feeling like a naked person who was seen through at once.

The man put on his hat and said with a comically exaggerated smile, "My name is Sherlock Holmes. I am a consulting detective and live at 221B Baker Street."

Lance looked at the Detective's back in shock, his words still echoing in his ears.

Of course Lance had heard of Sherlock Holmes, a great and eccentric detective.Because of him, there was a saying in London that being smart is a new kind of sexy.

He tightly held the money in his hand, and continued to squat in the corner, watching the pedestrians coming and going, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Oulos and Watson are buying ingredients for tonight in the supermarket. Why are they together?

Oulos couldn't help thinking of Sherlock's disgusted expression. He felt that choosing ingredients and eating were a waste of his limited and precious world. She couldn't help but look at Watson's bewildered expression with some sympathy.

But don't bring up such sad things casually, lest those who mourn will mourn even more.

Olos suggested: "Mycroft will also come tonight, maybe I can prepare a dessert for him."

Watson nodded, he felt very happy, because his wife Mary came back, he felt that his whole gloomy life was instantly filled with light, and he couldn't wait to fulfill his husband's rights.

Speaking of sex life, he suddenly thought of the ambiguous text message with Oulos last time, which was extremely embarrassing... He twisted his neck unnaturally, looked at Oulos with a calm face, and silently lamented his dirty Be careful.

He pretended to ask, "What are you going to buy?"

Olos took out a list from her pocket and stuffed it into Watson's hand. Watson opened it and said, Σヽ(?Д?;)? Oh my God!Is this a genius note?Its ugliness has surpassed the limit that human beings can bear!It is a miracle that the eyes of the person reading your words are not blind!

Watson couldn't help but think of the fonts of Mycroft and Sherlock, which are vigorous, powerful, both in shape and spirit, flying like dragons and phoenixes.

He sincerely suggested: "Oluosi, I think you need to practice your handwriting!"

Oulos' body froze, and she began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Do you know Chinese medicine?"

"what?"

She coughed a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Their handwriting is relatively complicated, just like me. Usually, this can reflect a person's proficiency. My handwriting... cough cough, it shows that I am very Clever, you know I'm smarter than both Sherlock and Mycroft."

Just such serious nonsense, Watson actually believed it, he couldn't believe that he actually believed it! !fall!

"We need Chinese cabbage, carrots, green peppers."

"Sherlock doesn't like green peppers."

"A child who does not eat green peppers is not a good child."

She would never admit that she wanted to see Sherlock deflated on purpose.

She conveniently took a bottle of 1999 red wine from the boutique cabinet in the supermarket, and put it in the basket calmly.

Watson twitched imperceptibly, glanced at the red wine in the basket and said, "This is very expensive."

"It's okay, my brother is rich."

For dinner, Olos prepared delicious flame steak for everyone.

Sherlock looked at the green peppers on his plate, which took up almost half of the country, with a dark face, and seemed to be considering whether to lose his temper, but his tone was really not very good: "Could it be that the money that Mycroft gave you is only Are you buying something like green peppers that shouldn't exist in this world, but insists on growing inversely and going against the laws of nature?"

Mycroft looked at the small piece of steak on his plate with a straight face. Compared with other people's plate, the steak on his plate was like a newborn baby steak. Most of them were vegetables, which is evil vegetables!

He gritted his teeth and gave Oulos a dissatisfied look, until Oulos took out a piece of dessert, and just when he thought it was for him, he took a bite.

Mycroft tried his best to tell himself that it was just a piece of pudding, and when Olos took a second bite, the whole piece of pudding disappeared. He almost gritted his teeth and sarcastically said: "Your mouth is really good. big!"

Sherlock couldn't deny it, and Olos didn't care a bit about offending two people for one dinner, she shrugged and continued to fight with the steak on her plate.

There was a knock on the door, and Jasmine appeared in front of everyone wearing a pink sweater.

"Sorry for being late."

"It's okay, come here quickly, kid."

Mrs. Hudson hastily pulled her to sit down.

Jasmine is a good-looking girl, with long dark hair, just a bit mixed.

Olos had heard of her, and she had a crush on Sherlock, but Sherlock, an idiot, always rejected people, except Watson.She was really worried, would this brother of hers go for sex?It is unlikely that Watson has Mary, and he can't die alone!

She was a little shy, but she was sneaking glances at Sherlock the whole time, and Sherlock even pretended to ask her if she wanted to eat green peppers.

She blushed a lot and said no quickly, then Sherlock continued to look at the green peppers on the plate with some disappointment, it was like a war.

Mycroft has always been a rather obsessive person, and the word obsessive applies to desserts as well, such as pudding…

He was obviously still concerned about the fact that Olos had eaten "his pudding", looked at her with the eyes of a class enemy, and looked at Olos with a guilty conscience.

Mycroft smiled and said sincerely: "Oluosi, I suddenly feel that there is something wrong with your character."

"Maybe it's because I, as an older brother, neglected to discipline you. I feel very sorry and... regret it."

Sherlock added fuel to the fire and said: "It's not just a matter of quality, she also needs to adjust her demeanor."

Glancing at Oulos' little trembling legs meaningfully, Oulos said angrily, "Do you want me to regenerate cells?"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the green peppers on Sherlock's plate pointedly, and Sherlock immediately understood.

"No." Sherlock shook his head, "What I mean is, Mycroft is too fat, so that his mobility has declined, and he has insufficient energy from his heart. In short, he didn't take good care of you."

With a sullen face, Mycroft was instantly betrayed by the two closest people, and he needed to comfort his wounded little heart.

"Ahem~" Olos patted him on the shoulder lightly, saying that she would order a cake for him to make amends later, and then stopped.

Miss Jasmine obviously felt a little embarrassed seeing the hot fight here, so she drank a few sips of wine on her own, and Olos gave Sherlock a meaningful look.

"Olos, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Oulos smiled awkwardly at everyone and said, "Uh...a little cramp."

The author has something to say: Thanks to ***yuanyuan*** for a land mine***

Thank you ***Jin Xiaolang*** for a mine***

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