[TV] She forgot again

Soon everyone left the bloody scene.The four knights of the day looked at this pretty and outrageous former mentally ill girl who settled the murder case with just one phone call, and they also called in two top-notch cars at a glance. Worried about throwing it all in the trash.

Ha ha, evil rich people.

Finally, after drinking three or four cups of hot tea in a row, the four knights of the sky eye suppressed the desire to vomit rolling in their throats.

We can't expect magicians to get used to the special forces' way of doing things in a second, and we can't let Deadpool, who is already bored and impatient, wait quietly for them to adjust to their bad state.

This guy who couldn't return to the Marvel world for the time being because the time-travel time hadn't arrived just followed Nicole with a stern face, not caring about the frightened expressions of the Four Knights of the Sky Eye when they saw him.

So Sherlock and Reid, who seemed to be in the best condition, became Deadpool's "chat" objects.

Red's blood bar was emptied within a few minutes after Deadpool ran the train with his mouth full and popped out pornographic jokes one after another. Although Babyboy can speak eloquently, he finds that he has no way to talk to Deadpool who is full of pornographic content.

In contrast, Sherlock's level in all aspects is much higher than that of Rhett.

Sherlock, who originally thought the tights were so weird and distasteful, saw that Deadpool was relying on Nicole and refused to leave, and tried every means to abduct his fiancée. The strong sour smell of Sherlock's old vinegar could not stop come out.

Nicole stared dumbfounded at the two of them who had a long conversation like a cannonball.Every paragraph of their words has nothing to do with what the other party said, but their "chat" is carried on very naturally.

Nicole, who was stunned, and Reid, who had finally recovered, looked at each other weakly: I don't know what's going on.

It seemed that the words were dry, Sherlock unconsciously pursed his lips several times, but the words he spit out were even more lethal, and Deadpool jumped up from his chair in anger.

When Nicole came back to pay attention to the movements of her hands, she wanted to slap herself.

She held the hot coffee that had just arrived in one hand, and added sugar naturally with the other.

I am really going to be pissed off by my own conditioned reflex!

She is still angry!angry!

Glancing at the man whose lips were slightly raised with reserved corners, and whose brows and eyes were unobtrusively confident and proud, Nicole gritted her teeth, and quietly reached out to the bottle containing MSG.

Sherlock bickers with Deadpool while waiting for Nicole's coffee.But he waited for a long time, and when the little smile on the corner of his mouth fell off, he saw a cup of low-temperature coffee being placed heavily in front of him.

Feeling Nicole's slightly excited gaze, Sherlock frowned, and took a sip of the coffee that he knew something was wrong when he smelled it expressionlessly.

A smell like monosodium glutamate added with formalin rushed into Sherlock's mouth, and all the goosebumps on the detective's back popped out in an instant.

Without even thinking about it, Sherlock directly swallowed the mouthful of coffee that was so memorable.

Ni could see that Sherlock was frowning, and unconsciously laying his hand flat on his knee and rubbing it slightly. He was obviously so sad by this sip of coffee, but he still insisted on slamming Deadpool who was talking more and more vigorously.

Well, forgive him a little bit first.

For the first time, Nicole, who had already begun to feel sorry for Mr. Detective's stomach, was arrogant.

Under the guidance of Nicole, the topic slowly returned to the right track and returned to the Four Horsemen of the Sky Eye.They and Dylan unanimously decided to expose the crime of the man behind their kidnapping in front of the whole world on the spot.

With the sponsorship of props and anti-hypnosis from Nicole, an Italian tycoon, a genius brain contributed by Reid, and a bit of sarcasm provided by Sherlock, Dylan and the five quickly settled on the next magic trick. The final proposal.

Deadpool yelled: "Why is it so troublesome? Brother can kill them directly, as long as you give them money." He squatted in the corner of the room and entertained himself with his own BGM.

Soon Dylan and the five left, and they were going to prepare for the magic show of the Jedi's counterattack.Satisfied, Reid went back to his hotel with the two boxes of cards sent by the Four Knights of the Sky Eye.

Deadpool, who was about to go back when the time came, did not forget to give Sherlock an air of anger before leaving - a white, messy white paper was thrown on Sherlock's handsome face by Deadpool.

Sherlock pinched the drawing paper that almost hit his face with knuckle fingers, and tore it off expressionlessly.

Nicole looked down at the drawing paper that Sherlock had thrown away on the ground. Apart from the few footprints left on it, on the white paper, it could be seen that a red and black guy was hugging a girl in a blue skirt and kissing passionately. .

There are also words next to the picture, which is a series of ambiguous and funny kisses.

You don't need to think about how wretched that Deadpool guy's expression is when he is drawing pictures.

……

In the early morning of the same day, Nicole and Sherlock returned to Milan.Nicole, who thought she had gotten rid of the big detective, turned on all the security systems at home to the highest level, and then returned to her room full of joy, hugged the calligraphy that was sent separately, and nestled in her soft quilt.

The distance between her and Sherlock should not be too close tonight, so the gem's time-traveling effect will be temporarily disabled, so she can have a good sleep.

Nicole put her hands under Mo Bao's soft belly, stroking its soft fur, bullying this little thing that had been forgotten for a long time.

And Sherlock, who was neglected by his fiancee, "wandered" on the streets of Milan late at night like a giant cat.He unhurriedly checked the location address displayed on his phone, and then dexterously shuttled among the rows of buildings in the fashion capital. His gray eyes were like real cat pupils in the endless night, shining coldly of light.

This English gentleman quickly climbed over the wall that blocked his footsteps. His elegant and calm demeanor was not at all nervous about sneaking into a private house in the middle of the night.

After all, when he was in London, it was common for Sherlock to casually break into the client's or prisoner's house in order to solve the case.

Sherlock thought that after drinking the weird coffee, Nicole's anger should have subsided, although he didn't fully understand why Nicole was so angry.But when he finds out that he's not getting what his fiancé deserves, Sherlock needs to talk to Nicole.

And then... climbing windows in the middle of the night was rightly classified as the best way.

Holding the fragrant and soft quilt and the chubby calligraphy, Nicole didn't feel sleepy.There is a big humanoid pillow missing from her side!Even with the Mobao brand pillow she used to have now, she can't sleep.

Nicole is used to closing her eyes every day smelling the faint scent of shower gel on Sherlock's body, and falling asleep listening to his strong heartbeat.

There are also his strong arms, broad chest, rigid standard sleeping position, warm skin... everything is like an inseparable drug.

Nicole slumped her head in the pillow, she wanted to sleep with the beauty Sherlock, she didn't want to lie alone.

Nicole, who really couldn't sleep, sat up from the bed with a "chuckle", and then saw the person she was thinking of turning over from the window on the third floor of her room.

The curtains were blown open by the wind and fluttered to both sides, as if to pay tribute to the arrival of this man.The white moonlight entered the room from behind him, and one side of his face was exposed under the white veil-like moonlight, outlining a deep and handsome face.

Nicole felt the joy of a dream come true.

"I recommend that you fully reset all security systems, which..."

However, in the next second, Nicole patted the "joy" away with a pillow.

Sherlock reached out to catch the pillow that hit him, and hugged it to his chest. His deep and mellow voice paused and continued: "The first second you saw your pupils constricted, your body muscles straightened, your body leaned forward, and the corners of your eyes and eyebrows curled up. Tick. These all show that you are very happy."

"So throwing pillows is your new way of expressing joy?" Sherlock raised his slender legs and walked into his little fiancee, continuing to say annoying words in his mouth.

Nicole couldn't resist throwing another pillow at Sherlock.

Originally, Nicole still missed Sherlock, but now she suddenly didn't want to talk to him.

Get lost and sleep in the study!Sleep on the street!Sleeping bridge hole!

Nicole gritted her teeth and yelled inwardly.

"You should be in some hotel room right now instead of breaking my house's electronic security and sneaking into a lady's room." Suppressing her inner growl, Nicole spoke forcefully.

"First of all, I didn't break any electronic products, and secondly, this lady is my legal fiancee. According to Article 273 of the Marriage Law, I have the right to live in the same bedroom with my future legal wife." Sherlock took two steps He just walked to the bedside, and told the casual lies more solemnly and seriously like the Declaration of Independence.

Nicole couldn't bear it any longer, she got up the only calligraphy left on the bed and threw it towards Sherlock...

After 34 minutes and 57 seconds of intense "negotiation", Sherlock won the right to sleep on the sofa for one night, with two rows of teeth marks on his left cheek.

……

Mycroft felt that he was close to sealing that memory in the garbage warehouse of the Memory Palace.

Three years ago, he witnessed the most unscientific thing happen before his eyes.His younger brother, who was always worrying, completely disappeared in this world because of an unidentified girl.

Mycroft exhausted all means and almost overturned the whole country without finding a single trace of Sherlock.

For the first time, the old steady man was a little confused.

He lost his brother.

Mycroft had kept this from his parents, they hadn't heard a little bit of it.He didn't want to be cried to death or told to death by his mother at all.

Three days later, Sherlock reappeared and returned to 221B Baker Street without warning.Mycroft rushed over immediately and saw his younger brother who had been missing for three days.

The same appearance, the same personality, the same need for beating... He is that Sherlock Holmes.

But Mycroft's brain clearly told him that this Sherlock was not that Sherlock.This Sherlock doesn't remember Nicole Stewart.

Nicole Stewart didn't exist for this Sherlock, there had never been such a girl in his life.

This Sherlock is like a duplicate that appeared because the previous one disappeared.Exactly the same as the previous one, just without the Nicole Stewart bug.

very good.This was Mycroft's first reaction.

First, Sherlock is back.Second, not remembering Nicole Stewart makes everything easier.

Under Mycroft's superb means, others thought that Sherlock had selective amnesia because of Nicole's death blow, so under Mycroft's invisible surveillance, they all kept silent about Nicole.

It's like Nicole Stewart never existed.

Two years later, Sherlock met a new co-tenant, John Watson, an ex-military doctor.

Then Watson became Sherlock's new assistant, and gradually became each other's best friends.

The 28-year-old Sherlock is now known in London as the internet geek, the blogger detective.Because of Watson, he has become the most famous private detective of this era, with infinite elegance.

And just today, this memory that has been placed for a long time will be opened again and presented to the eyes.

Willfulness is synonymous with Sherlock.Big Sherlock, who just came out of the bathroom wearing a bed sheet, is holding a computer and solving the case remotely.The good British assistant Watson is at the scene of the crime, holding up the computer and presenting all the scenes for Sherlock.

Then...then before they had time to solve the case, they were invited to Buckingham Palace by a small official who was the most indispensable in the UK.

In a reception room of Buckingham Palace, which is resplendent and resplendent as a museum, Watson saw his friend sitting on a platinum sofa—the great Sherlock wrapped in a white sheet.

The two looked at each other, and then, as if some strange button had been pressed, they started laughing.

Mycroft poked his black cane and walked in front of them, glanced lightly at Sherlock's attire and a suit of shoes placed on the coffee table, his serious face twitched uncontrollably.

The two sitting on the sofa laughed even more happily.

"Please don't be so childish for a while, please?" Mycroft's jaw moved, and he seemed to have a "toothache" again.

"You're at Buckingham Palace, the center of the whole of England. Put on your pants!" Mycroft glared at Sherlock, hitting the ground with his cane.The elder brother who asked his younger brother to wear clothes could no longer hate iron for steel.

At this moment, Mycroft encountered the most headache moment in his life, bar none.

Sherlock and Nicole's routine crossing every night, this time, Sherlock used the second gem stolen from Christopher to come to that England, that London.

Nicole wasn't surprised at all that they would show up in London and see Mycroft, whom she had long forgotten.Her first reaction when she saw the second gem in Christopher's hand was that Sherlock could go back.

Unsurprisingly, they appeared in Sherlock's... mother's house during this time travel.

This world, this land, means a lot to Sherlock.

At this moment, the two Sherlocks meet.

Games start!

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