[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

After finally calming down, Weiwei enjoyed dinner with peace of mind, and thought about getting back to the scene.

However, the concubine can't do it quq

While slicing the steak, Weiwei thought bitterly. In fact, with this specification, having some red wine and lighting a candle is already like a candlelight dinner. Ah, I suddenly want to eat Chinese food. I don’t know if Sherlock will agree to the request now hahaha Ha ha.

"why are you laughing?"

Sherlock looked puzzled.

"I mean, if you still want to be together, you lost your composure too many times today."

"No..." Weiwei managed her facial expressions, "I just didn't expect to be able to eat the meals you cooked when I woke up in my lifetime, and there were two meals in one day. It's such an honor."

She was just saying it casually, just making fun of it.

"Anyway, you ate my food and worked for me," Sherlock replied despondently.

Vivi: ...

"Actually, it's not entirely for me. After all, you like it too, don't you? I know..."

"Shut up Sherlock!"

The table knife was stabbed into the steak brutally like this, and Weiwei became angry again from embarrassment.

you know shit!

She even burst out a foul word in her heart.

Shrugging, Sherlock calmly ate the food in front of him.

Ah... so fun.

Weiwei originally thought that it was a very backbone thing to stab a knife into a steak and turn around, but when she was about to get up, she still felt that it was rare for Sherlock to be the chef of Assi, and it was so delicious. What a waste, so she sat back cowardly.

Lose your temper after eating.

She glanced up at Sherlock cautiously, but Sherlock didn't seem to notice her move to get up just now, and didn't taunt her.

Vivi breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw it all, you idiot.

Sherlock thought so.

However, considering that the hair would explode if he kept teasing, Sherlock stopped in moderation and didn't say anything to tease her again.

It's not good to be angry, if you're hungry, you won't be able to enjoy yourself tonight.

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So the two lived a life where Sherlock earned money to support the family (?) during the day and Weiwei made up for sleep, and came back at night to give Sherlock a negative test.

Vivi tried to rise up more than once.

"Vicky, I thought you knew better than me that you were leaving soon, after all you reminded me countless times."

Vivi: ...

"That's not a reason."

"Okay, then I'll change it. I haven't liked Vincent from the forensics department for a long time."

Vivi:? ? ? ?

"Even I know that I don't want male creatures plotting evil to appear around you, yet you still try to hand me over to Jasmine."

Vivi: ...

"I'm a little unhappy."

Vivi: ...

Oh, as long as you like it.

This is all before we got together, okay?

And, Sherlock.

Can't your acting skills be more sincere?Don't be perfunctory while [beep——], please!

Weiwei doesn't think [beep——] is an expression of deep love. For Sherlock, it may be like a new toy, and he has to recite it for a while every day.

Weiwei can no longer figure out whether he likes her, or because she is around every time dopamine surges, he has a feeling similar to empathy.

I don't know if it's good or bad that I can still be sober at this moment.

but……

Weiwei has a headache.

She dared not imagine the future.

It was Mycroft's visit that ended this shameless life.

Weiwei feels that these days, Sherlock is basically raising a labor force. After he finishes cooking, Weiwei works at night:)

When Mycroft came to visit, Vivi was in the rare time of the day when she was out of bed(?), comfortably waiting for Sherlock to cook, and thinking about when she would come to her aunt.

Then Sherlock, who had just walked into the kitchen, came out suddenly, carrying two cups of hot water (he was too lazy to make coffee), and put them on the table.

"Sherlock?"

Vivi was puzzled.

Sherlock didn't speak.

Weiwei hadn't turned her head for a long time, and now she just felt that she didn't react.

The knock on the door was heard in the next second, and Sherlock had returned to his former bossy appearance. Weiwei hesitated for half a second and stood up to open the door.

"He will come in by himself." Sherlock pushed Vivi down.

Oh, I know who it is.

Weiwei has a salty face.

Sure enough, with a click, the door lock opened.

The door opened, and after two seconds, Mycroft, who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, came into the sight of the two of them.

"It seems that the recent work has been useful, doesn't it?" Sherlock curled the corner of his mouth perfunctorily to show his approval for his brother's finally reduced fat. "I think you have lost at least four pounds."

Mycroft was exceptionally silent today.

According to the previous style, he was already leaning on his cane and standing flamboyantly, but today he didn't. He felt that he might not be able to stand up, probably because he had lost too much weight all of a sudden, and he was a little weak.

He took off his coat, put it behind the sofa, and sat on the sofa.

Vivi: ...

Or I'll get him a glass of water or something.

I always feel that it is completely unforgivable to abduct the younger brother of the younger brother. She refuses to accept this kind of boring plot of negotiating with the British government and then being crushed to death, or she is just thinking about what your brother is worth on the first night. How much money and so on? After all, I also lost...

She was about to get up when she was held down again.

"Are you going to pour water for him? I don't think it's necessary." Sherlock smiled slightly. "I already poured it, probably because of my mind. Mycroft, you can see it when you go to the kitchen. If not, I will trouble you." Do it yourself, after all, you should exercise more to consolidate your recent weight loss—hey, I know you're trying to lose weight, after all, the British government doesn't need a fat official who can't walk as an image spokesperson."

Mycroft looked deeply.

The deep feeling made Vivi almost want to hide behind Sherlock, but she held back :)

She thinks she's great.

She rubbed her hand in his left hand again and again, Weiwei tried to pull it out, but couldn't break free.

Mycroft ignored his brother's usual teasing, and turned his cannonballs on Vivi.

"Your new mentor contacted me and said that his intern has been absent from work for two months for no reason. If you want to let him know that his intern has turned into a dead vine in just two months, he will probably just laugh at it. You."

The vines wrapped around the tree.

He is alluding.

"It seems that you are really too free. After being busy for a while, you are finally free to care about your brother, Mike," Sherlock said indifferently, "It seems that you have missed a lot."

"Shut up, Sherlock!" Mycroft didn't even look at Sherlock, but looked at Weiwei with a slight threat.

Vivi knew what he was waiting for.

In fact, she has been thinking about going back, it's just...just.

Well, it’s hi, it’s so angry, but in fact, she also...

Then take advantage of this opportunity.

She figured it out quickly.

"I'm going back."

She took the initiative to speak.

Sherlock didn't look surprised at all, he didn't even give her a look, and the strength of his hands didn't seem to change.It was as if, as if all of this was within his expectations.

In fact, it was all within his expectations.

Mycroft didn't look much better.

"So you're really asleep?"

He still asked, as if confirming something.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have a lot of complaints about this. I remember that you were obviously happy to see the results, and you even planned to put people around me..."

"but not now!"

His tone seemed to be suppressing heavy anger, and the cane also knocked heavily on the ground.

The two brothers looked at each other as if neither would be outdone.

"Victoria, get out."

"She stayed."

The two uttered their voices almost at the same time, Weiwei was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do, neither of the two brothers was willing to give in.

In about three seconds, Weiwei quickly organized her thoughts and said calmly, "I'll stay."

Mycroft looked away and sneered: "Okay, Victoria Mayer, have sex with my brother. Love doesn't mean you can absorb his wisdom, even though his wisdom is not enough in my eyes... ...If you still have self-knowledge, you should go away and learn the old man who can't handle his relationship with his ex-wife before you come to negotiate with me, Victoria Mayer, you are not qualified .”

Weiwei didn't look like she was hit because of this, she didn't know anything else, she could always maintain enough calmness, she could keep this kind of mood when she was alone and slowly sort it out, but she didn't expose it in front of others at this moment: "Anyway, I I have to go back and continue my studies, maybe it’s not too far to come back.”

"There is no need for another goldfish in this pool of muddy water, she will be poisoned to death," Mycroft still didn't pay attention to Weiwei, clearly referring to Weiwei, eyes But he kept looking at Sherlock, "You should buy a small fish tank, carefully change the water every day and feed the fish food to raise it well, watch it wag its tail occasionally, and throw it away when you get tired of watching it, right?"

"Okay, Victoria, you have a little value left, and that is to tell me how long Sherlock has been on drugs."

He finally cast his eyes on Weiwei.

"Don't think I don't know your little thoughts... Even Sherlock has stopped for a while now, I know, and he should have told me when he found out."

No one explained, it was Sherlock who stopped Vivi from speaking, who doesn't know.

Especially when the person in front of him was Mycroft... He could almost guess the process, including how many times Weiwei's impoverished brain circuit got entangled.

Weiwei hesitated, and she glanced at Sherlock.

Sherlock, who had been silent like a setting board, spoke at this moment.

He explained everything clearly and clearly.

Time, place, dosage, source.

Said it exactly.

Finally Mycroft saw it now too.

Victoria Mayer knew that she was not surprised every time - which means that Sherlock confessed to Victoria completely.

This also expresses a meaning.

That means his brother has long since fallen.