[TV] She forgot again

When Nicole returned to school the next day, she found that the flyers about the missing girl posted on many bulletin boards had been taken down.

Well...it wasn't discovered by Nicole, Nicole's memory slaughterhouse has no place for these leaflets at all.It was the president of the publicity association who told Nicole that the other party was a blond senior who always wore oversized baseball shirts, and he had a bright and handsome personality.When you are stared at by his dark brown eyes, it is like being watched by a large golden retriever, transparent and unobstructed sincerity.

It wasn't until President Golden Retriever said that the dead girl was called Laila that Nicole remembered the message Vivienne sent her in the middle of the night last night.

Guess what I found?This is first-hand news: the body of the college student Leila who has been missing for nearly a month has been found!In the water tank just above the sorority house, the corpses were swollen like soaked white steamed buns. ——V

Tomorrow morning you will see the news, tsk tsk tsk, that girl is so miserable. ——V

are you there?I came to tell you the first time I heard the news!Well, you sure don't remember the missing persons leaflets plastered all over the school, and you don't care about anything other than your Mr. Detective! ￣へ￣——V

But this is murder!I wonder if the male god will take over this case?Hey, hey, I want to worship the whole process of the male god solving the case! ——V

By the time Nicole saw these messages, it was already after she and Sherlock finished having sex and finally kicked him to the study.

At that time, she glanced at the information briefly and sent Vivian back a message.

No, he would be too bored.According to the general theorem, 80% of them are done by boyfriends, and both men and women are possible. ——N

After seeing Nicole's reply, the real fan girl felt that a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, and then Vivienne was confident and confident, and let Nicole pigeons go to her new big-breasted sweetheart early in the morning Go on a date.

"...So it's not safe to go anywhere now, let alone someone like you who attracts people to commit crimes. No, no, no, I didn't mean that, you are beautiful, you are attractive, and you are like a dodder flower that can arouse men The protective desire of creatures... No, I mean..." Chairman Jin Mao was so stupid by himself, he put his hand on his forehead, and painfully closed his big brown eyes that were glistening with water.

"Okay, what I mean is, can I take you to the classroom?" President Golden Retriever took a deep breath, stated his purpose bluntly, and then looked at Nicole nervously.

Just when Nicole was about to politely refuse, she saw that the neighbor was about to pass by, and showed a distressed and caring smile at the president of the golden retriever. Nicole stepped forward and approached him.

"It's such an unfortunate coincidence that the professor asked me to go to his office. You must know that I still owe him a [-]-word report."

The president of the golden retriever who was actively pulled closer immediately looked like a stunned young man, and his handsome white face flushed: "No...it's okay."

Nicole happened to see two girls passing by in the corridor, and she blinked playfully and childishly at President Golden Retriever: "By the way, is there going to be a school-wide bonfire party soon? Chris is the main person in charge of the party." One, I heard that she is the most irresistible to the golden baked cheesecake from Cocolet's family and the standard smile of the handsome sunny guy, if you want to get the promotion rights, you must seize the opportunity!"

After finishing speaking, Nicole stuffed the breakfast she bought, which happened to be the very popular golden baked cheesecake, into President Golden Retriever's hand, and then gently pushed him towards Chris who walked by.

"Professor, please wait for me." Nicole trotted to catch up with Hannibal's tall figure that was about to disappear in the corridor.

"I can't see that you are still loyal to the job of robbing Cupid." Hannibal slowed down to a size that Nicole could adapt to, his voice swaying like a fine jade.

"Every sincere love from the heart deserves to be treated well." Nicole gave Hannibal a sip of chicken soup with a serious look, and turned her head to Chris, who happened to be looking at her, and said funny Silently said "you're welcome".

The warm platinum sun fell on the girl's shoulders, dyeing the smoky gray hair in a luxurious color.The girl's white and tender skin, which could be broken by blows, was even coated with a layer of light gold by the sun. It was as holy and beautiful as an angel who came to save him.

Hannibal struggled to look away from the girl beside him, and instantly returned to his previous gentle appearance, as if the man who released the greedy and dark aura had never appeared before.

"I always thought that girls would like to be pursued by the opposite sex, at least they would get a little satisfaction in terms of vanity." Hannibal chuckled pleasantly from his chest, with a teasing smile on his handsome face, with Nibal You can go to your own office.

"Of course being liked by others will satisfy our sense of superiority and vanity, but...as a woman with a family! I prefer the ones in my own bowl." While speaking, the girl's face was filled with a charming and bright smile, Like a cluster of bright white fireworks bursting suddenly in the dark night.

——can illuminate a corrupt bloody heart swallowed by darkness.

But also maddeningly jealous.

Hannibal was noncommittal, and shifted the conversation to the two thousand words that Nicole owed him.This topic successfully made the girl who was still in high spirits look bitter.

"Professor, for the sake of your lovely neighbor's own breakfast for true love, don't mention such a disappointing thing." Nicole was not at all reserved as a student, and found a comfortable place in Hannibal's office. Sit down.

"It seems that your diet is not very regular." Hannibal glanced at the expensive and low-key black and white watch on his wrist, and frowned in a heartwarming arc, "If you have breakfast at 10:30, what time should you be?" Do you feel hungry to eat lunch? It will be a burden on the stomach."

"Then, can Hannibal save my poor stomach?" Nicole turned her jewel-like eyeballs to see what she wanted to see, and naturally changed her address to Hannibal.

Hannibal, who found Nicole's careful thinking, didn't point it out.At least she still remembered his existence!Forgot his name or something, Hannibal felt that there was nothing to worry about.

Hannibal unbuttoned the cuff buttons, casually rolled the sleeves of his shirt to his little arms, revealing his graceful and powerful little arms.While pressing a button, he turned the table top of a low cabinet like magic, and turned into a small stove.

Nicole was amazed at his movements, jumped up excitedly from her seat, leaned over to the side of the mini stove, and watched Hannibal start making food, like a small animal waiting to be fed .

Watching a professor of psychology and a gold medal counselor who earns tens of thousands of dollars per minute light up the fire gracefully, beat eggs, fry bacon, and make soup for himself... It feels like melting a girl's heart!

What can make people's heart beat faster than an abstinent aristocratic gentleman walking into the kitchen and cooking like a gorgeous art?

Nicole held her little heart with pink bubbles like this, and kept swiping the screen in her brain:

When you get home, you must coax Sherlock to wear an apron in the kitchen and cook delicious food!

Ow!My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

It wasn't until Hannibal brought a plate of outrageously delicate food to the table that Nicole regained consciousness.

Picking up a piece of uncommon food and putting it into her mouth, Nicole felt that all her taste buds were captured.She couldn't even imagine that such a pore-opening delicacy could be made with such a simple food.

"You must be able to control the stomachs of all women." After speaking, Nicole buried her head and began to destroy the delicious food in front of her.Occasionally talk to Hannibal about one or two unique insights about psychology or your own doubts.

For a time, the daily warm atmosphere enveloped the entire office.

……

The case of the dead college student Leila has been investigated, and the Scotland Yard police are overwhelmed.Not only did they have to deal with the media, but they also had to deal with the problems of parents and the school. Many non-stop students even came to add to their troubles.

As soon as she got home, Nicole saw that Mr. Inspector of Scotland Yard was kicked out by her own big detective.If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would probably have been hit on the nose.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Inspector." After analyzing the candidates who would be treated in this way, only the Inspector of Scotland Yard, the hard-working England.

Nicole greeted the inspector calmly as if she hadn't seen the "good deed" Sherlock had done.

"Miss Nicole! It's great to meet you! Please persuade Sherlock, we really need his help, even a little clue about the case of the female college student Laila." The detective saw this The grumpy detective's little girlfriend is almost like seeing an angel.Although he has cooperated with Sherlock several times, he obviously overestimated Sherlock's willfulness.

"Maybe I'm going to disappoint you, Inspector. This case is too boring and not challenging for him. Rather than letting Sherlock run to make trouble, it's better..." Before Nicole finished speaking, the door opened again It was opened with a bang.

With a straight face, Sherlock stood at the door in his pajamas, his tall and straight figure blocked the open door tightly, and he was as arrogant as ever: "No one can change my mind, Lestrade. De. Before the body is burned, move your goldfish heads!"

"It's Groot," the Inspector corrected.

Lestrade in another world: Sherlock finally called my name correctly!However... he couldn't hear ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

"It doesn't matter." Sherlock retracted the corners of his eyes on the inspector, and looked at Nicole intently and seriously.

"I bought Cocolet's cheesecake in the morning. If I didn't eat it, and there were no signs of overturning on my body, it was a gift. All signs indicate that you ate breakfast here. It is impossible to take it out, and it is even more impossible to make it yourself. A classmate gave it to you. Can't eat." Sherlock pulled Nicole into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed like a puppy, "Fried eggs, pepper, bacon, lemon juice. It seems that your breakfast is very rich."

Nicole smiled coquettishly at him, and stretched out her hand to hold his big, knuckle-boned hand.However, this is not enough to coax a big cat that is blowing its hair proudly.

Obviously, the all-powerful Mr. Detective has deduced that she had breakfast at Hannibal's today, but his awkward temper made him prefer to express his thoughts tactfully with a lot of scientific reasoning.

Sherlock continued to blaze through Nicole's day's schedule: "Helped a woman, met Vivienne and her new boyfriend, who was going to be an ex-boyfriend in two weeks In the afternoon, I joined the music club, talked about the case Simpson said, and fed the stray dogs..."

"There is no mistake, my best detective." Nicole stood on tiptoe and kissed Sherlock's chin, not stingy with her praise.

What responded to her was Sherlock humming arrogantly again, and closing the door directly ignoring Groot.

"Wait a minute—" The inspector listened to Sherlock's deduction of Nicole's day's itinerary with a dazed expression, and was deafened by the closed door again, his head was a little stuck, "...so, I'm here What is it for?"

The Inspector touched his hat dejectedly.

Then he heard a beautiful female voice from inside the door: "Before the body is burned, move your... heads quickly. Sherlock told you the handle from the beginning! Good luck, explorer long."

After sending away the detective who was always oppressed by Sherlock, Nicole needs to continue to appease the jealous Mr. Detective.And when there is no case and the world is at peace, Sherlock raised his hand and shot twice at the wall, turning his smiling face into a crying face.

"Why is Mycroft quiet like a dead city as soon as Mycroft appeared in England? What about the criminals? Are they all hiding and praying for gold to fall from the sky? Do they still want to get something for nothing?" Sherlock squatted irritably, wearing slippers On his exclusive sofa, hands and feet huddled together, like a big hamster who is angry.

Mycroft: I don't take the blame for this!

Nicole circled him from behind Sherlock, rubbed his soft curly hair, and held the mobile phone in front of the two of them to watch together: "How about the factory headless man?"

"Accident."

"Where is Park's suicide mother?"

"Love kills."

"The old designer died accidentally while traveling abroad?"

"boring."

"Then let's go out and buy ingredients!" Nicole leaned close to Sherlock's neck and blew hot air.

"..." Sherlock pursed his lips and did not speak, leaving Nicole with a flirtatious curl on the back of his head.

"Sherlock's lamb chops should be better than Hannibal's breakfast, right?"

"Hmph, of course!"

The big detective who is picky about the case has entered a period of doing nothing. In addition to being obsessed with gentleness every day like a faint king, Sherlock has another activity, and he is addicted to it--harassing neighbors, especially Nicole's psychology. Professor, Hannibal is a man who can melt people's food.

Every time Hannibal received a patient, he would hear the deliberately harsh sound of a violin from the next door.When he needs to soothe the patient's mood, the sound of the piano always jumps out of excitement; when he talks about key issues with the patient, the sound of the piano turns into a sad and resentful tone...

In short, the relationship between Nicole and Hannibal is steadily advancing on the level of being both a teacher and a friend. The two men each have their own careful thoughts and compete against each other.

In order to capture Nicole's perfect food, Hannibal was more cautious, and even hadn't made human flesh delicacies for a long time.At the same time, Sherlock hasn't caught Hannibal's handle, so he can't get this man who covets his wife into prison.