[TV] She forgot again

Pepperino began to sing.

Sherlock had lit the candle again, and his thin black shadow was reflected long on the wall and ceiling by the candlelight.

Candles lit the fire and the hanging cages.The small and lovely canary in the cage was making a strange sound.

Undulating, slowly becoming sharper.At the same time, it catalyzes the beating of the heart and the rush of blood.

Depressed and restless, this is how Nicole feels now.Her slender and sensitive nerve endings seemed to be attacked by the chill of the night, and her scalp gradually became numb.

"Sir..." Nicole walked into Sherlock, hoping that the almighty Mr. Detective would give her a sense of security.

"Hmm." Sherlock responded with an inaudible light, bringing infinite support to the restless Nicole.

At least, in this unaccompanied world, in such a bad place, Mr. Detective could give her the security she needed.

Although, Nicole is here because of Sherlock.

Although, Sherlock feels withdrawn, arrogant, self-willed, and out of touch with reality.

However, after being together day and night for a month, Nicole felt other hidden things.

Those beautiful and attractive things were deeply buried by Mr. Detective under his own country.

The stove lid is slowly being raised.

Sherlock had already held an iron rod in his hand, his muscles tensed, and the light and shadows flickered in his gray eyes.

A disgusting thing gradually climbed up.A lot of tawny legs with goosebumps bristling on them.

Then there is its body, which is bigger than an adult's fist.Its body is smooth and looks very hard.

Nicole saw its huge, shining venomous jaws, and its small and bright eyes, which shone with a cold, evil light under the candlelight.

Even if she is wanted all over the world, she should have been in a taxi before!

Bugs are definitely forbidden for Nicole.

"Don't move." Sherlock said in a low voice, and then put all his energy on the disgusting big spider.

Even though Sherlock's voice was very soft, it was just this little movement that alarmed the spider.

It jumped like lightning, jumped directly from the stove to the top of the birdcage, and then rushed up the wall quickly, spinning around without any rules.

Nicole's eyes could barely keep up with its movements.

Sherlock suddenly jumped up, raised the iron rod he had held in his hand before, and violently hit the spider.

Nicole stifled her screams, staring wide-eyed at Sherlock's continual slamming of spiders scurrying across the wall.

The air is full of dust and wall powder.Nicole watched the spider getting bigger and bigger and getting closer to her.It jumped quickly from one end of the room to the other, heading straight for Nicole.

Nicole heard her consciousness screaming:

Dodge!

Flash away!

Don't stand there like an idiot!

But from the moment he saw the spider, his body became stiff and he couldn't control it.Nicole's pale and cold hands trembled, as if she was struggling to move her body.

"Get away!" Sherlock growled, the expression on his face was extraordinarily serious, even a little fierce.

The ugly thing was getting closer... close in sight.

Suddenly, Nicole picked up a book that was comparable to a brick, and slapped the spider that was pounced on her face.

With a dull sound, the book hit the spider.With inertia, the heavy book flew out of Nicole's hand and fell to the ground.

Sherlock strode forward, using all his strength to hit the spider that was a little dizzy and slowed down.

"Pfft——" The sound felt like trampling on a juicy berry.

Turning to look at the source of the sound, Nicole saw a pile of sticky and disgusting things, like smashed rotten eggs.And three twitching legs on the ground.

Taking two steps back with weak legs, Nicole slowly squatted on the ground.Then gasp.

gross……

Everyone is not well...

She wants a raise!

Because she was afraid of bugs, Nicole actually wanted to run away and scream.But the situation didn't allow it.

Then, instead of dying in silence, explode in silence.

In fact, Nicole has already used a lot of strength, but because of the influence of fear, it just barely hinders the spider's action.

You must not let this disgusting thing fall on your face!

It was the only thing Nicole was thinking when her body reacted.

Sherlock dropped the iron rod and walked up to Nicole.

"The reflex arc is not too long, otherwise I thought you would hug that thing and give it a kiss by the way." A deep and gorgeous voice sounded above Nicole's head, panting slightly.

Nicole raised her head, and what she saw was the round and white fingertips, well-defined fingers and beautifully shaped palms.

The blue-green eyes moved upwards, and Nicole saw Mr. Detective's graceful neck under the open neckline, the sharp-edged chin, the reddish cheeks due to the movement, and the somewhat messy black curly hair.

Messy and deadly beauty.

Like a savior, it seems that as long as he grasps this hand, he can escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"I... have weak legs." There was a little coquettishness in Ruannuo.

Nicole put her hand in Sherlock's.Sherlock frowned slightly, her hands were colder than his.

With a force, the girl who was squatting on the ground was lifted up, and then hugged her waist for support.

No, Nicole would never admit to being "possessed".Mr. Detective, that's pinch!It's a pinch!

"The police will be there in three minutes." Sherlock looked out the window.

"Okay, but why not call the police in the first place?" That way she wouldn't have to come close to kissing the giant spider.

"It's too much of a hindrance." Sherlock said ruthlessly from his pink lips.

"Well, Mr. has always been brave and wise." It is also very pretentious and willful. ╮(︶︿︶)╭

The strength on the waist was a little lighter, Mr. Detective bent his mouth, and his body began to exude the factor of "It's good to know, why don't you ask me how I know the truth?"

Nicole felt so cute looking at Sherlock like this.How did Mr. Detective combine aloofness, strength and arrogance into one?

"Sir, what kind of spider is that? And how do you know it's a spider?" Nicole is motivated to meet all the needs of her boss, and then raise her salary!

18 years of affluent life made Nicole, who is alone and money-strapped, very unaccustomed.She needs substances for peace of mind.

"That's the Galiodidas spider, the most terrifying, venomous, nocturnal creature in the Cuban jungle. There's nothing like it anywhere else in the world."

"The upper jaw is very powerful, and it can bite off the backbone of some small animals at once. You shouldn't remember that Miss Wilson said that after her uncle came back, the mice disappeared." Sherlock paused, and Nicole felt again To the other party's dislike.

"Obviously, Wilson brought them back. And he trained a canary to imitate the call of a tropical nightingale, which Galiodides spiders love to eat."

"Those marks on the ceiling are where the spiders got soot on their legs when they came up the chimney."

"Then I guessed the same before. Using animals to kill people is like this in movies." Nicole moved her body, and her strength had almost returned.

"Don't compare things that are groundless." Sherlock took Nicole downstairs, and the police had arrived.

"The spiders were kept in the furnace in the cellar, and the chimney was connected to it, and the chimney was like an amplifier of birdsong. The spider entered the victim's bedroom through the chimney. Frightened and ill."

"Hmph, Mr. Wilson is really daring. But some criminals always like to do extra things. While they want to make their crimes more secure, they also send themselves to prison." Nicole thinks that the most stupid thing about Mr. Wilson is to find Sherlock.

Why do you have to die?

Nicole snorted: "It feels cheap to kill two people for this little property." Life is cheap, family affection is cheap, and humanity is cheap.

Sherlock didn't speak, but patted Nicole on the head, as if comforting some small animal.

"Sir, can I raise my salary? It's because I was so scared today." Nicole suddenly raised her head and bumped into Sherlock's eyes.

Being stared at by Nicole, the fiery expectation and the unique sweet breath of a girl echoed in the small back seat of the car.

"...Well." Sherlock looked away, feeling for the first time that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

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Sherlock left 221B in a hurry without Nicole.

Nicole is actually very happy. It's only been a day since she came back from her old house in Deptford.She needs to take a good rest and not run around with Mr. Detective again.

But Sherlock doesn't think so, his assistant should be by his side anytime, anywhere.

However, this incident forced Sherlock to temporarily leave his little assistant.

Just 10 minutes after Sherlock left, 221B Baker Street ushered in an "uninvited guest".

Nicole looked at the fat British gentleman in front of her.He held a low-key black umbrella in one hand, and wore an exquisite suit tailored by the royal family.

Sophisticated, lazy, wise, and powerful.

"You... hello." Nicole put down the potato chips in her hand and stood up to say hello.

She felt an inexplicable tension, which came from animal instinct, fearing something stronger than herself or... dangerous.

There was a standard smile on the other party's face, and he said calmly: "It's really hard to see Miss Stewart."

For a month, Sherlock has been inseparable from this charming lady.

"Well, sorry, are you...?" Nicole asked with a guilty conscience.

With a bad memory, she was not sure if she had seen this dangerous man.

However, this gentleman really looks like Mr. Detective!

"I should be the one to say I'm sorry. I took the liberty to pay a sudden visit. Let me introduce myself, Mycroft Holmes. A small employee of the British government." The gentleman Mycroft said gracefully, clasping his hands on the dark handle .

Sherlock Holmes...

Nicole slightly widened her light-colored eyes, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

"Mr. Holmes, would you like a cup of coffee? Mr. Detective won't be back for a while." Nicole's mind started to work.

Mr. Detective was apparently dismissed by his own brother, and for some reason Mycroft needed to see her alone.

"Thank you, Miss Stewart. I'm sure he won't be back anytime soon, but... Sherlock is always a surprise, isn't it?" Mycroft would not refuse a lady unreasonably.

Mycroft sat lazily in his seat, thinking that he had caused a little trouble for Sherlock.According to his estimation, Sherlock will return here in four days at most.

Nicole quickly brought a cup of coffee to Mycroft: "I hope your taste is similar to Mr.'s."

"So, I wonder what Mr. Holmes is up to today?" Nicole sat opposite Mycroft, her back slightly straightened.

"Please forgive me as an older brother for my concern and worries about my younger brother. Could you please tell me about Sherlock's current situation occasionally?" Mycroft said very tactfully and sweetly.

Hearing what the other party said, Nicole quickly figured out why there was a vague sense of prying eyes on the whole street, and the occasional small habits of ordinary people that were not ordinary people.

This "little" British government employee watched the entire street, and sent an unknown number of elite secret agents to play ordinary people here.Just to be able to "care" about his younger brother.

You guys have such a good relationship, huh, huh.

"Is Mr. Holmes planning to give me a part-time job?" Nicole blinked her eyes, and her lively eyes seemed even more radiant.

Mycroft didn't expect the girl sitting opposite her to be so direct: "If you like, miss."

As he said that, Mycroft took out the check and wrote down a series of numbers that touched people's hearts neatly.

As shrewd as he was, how could he fail to see what Nicole wanted.

Nicole, who took the check, glanced at the number on it, and once again lamented how generous the Holmes family was.Of course, she also saw that Mr. Holmes really loved her younger brother.

So……

"Mr. Holmes, I heard that the Queen of England likes Corgi very much?" Nicole quickly hid the check, and then looked at the man on the sofa with burning eyes.

Mycroft paused with the hand holding the coffee, as if he had a bad premonition.

"This type of dog has always been loved by the royal family." However, Mycroft replied as gentlemanly as ever.

"I don't know if I'm lucky enough to see Queen Corgi's fangs?" Nicole looked at Mycroft calmly, as if what she was talking about now was "whether the coffee suits your taste".

"I think Mr. Holmes should know that my memory is very bad." After all, they had been monitored for a month.

"I really need a souvenir to remind myself of the heavy burden." Nicole looked at the other party without blinking her eyes, sincerely.

"..." Mycroft swallowed the coffee in his mouth, put down the cup, and didn't intend to drink any more.

While the ratio of sugar and coffee was perfect, it wasn't sweet enough for him.

By the way, he needs to recall what the girl said.

"Is it too cruel to pull out the queen's pet's... canine teeth?" Mycroft felt that sitting here and discussing such a thing was a bit beyond his expectations.

"I deeply believe in your love for your husband." Nicole replied solemnly, continuing to look into the other's eyes frankly.

Mycroft: Is this a plan to get rid of the tiles?

"Of course, I don't have the heart to hurt small animals. But Queen Corgi's paw prints are still very memorable, aren't they?" Nicole gave Mycroft a sweet smile.

"In a few days, Miss Stewart will receive the souvenir you asked for as she wished." Mycroft looked at Nicole, not intending to waste any more time on this issue.

He stood up, ready to leave.But just turned around and paused, and then turned to Nicole to test: "Miss Stewart's identity must be well protected."

"You worry too much." She just appeared in this world suddenly.

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