[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

"What I want to say is, whether it's kissing or makelove, it's just you."

"I'm not very interested in the tedious exchange of body fluids because you... get it?"

Weiwei: It's over, I was really eaten to death.

Pills, pills.

I can't bear it at all.

He probably smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Was my reaction embarrassing?Why is he laughing?Weiwei felt a little dirty.

He took off the knife from her hand and clasped her hand again: "Let's judge, is what I'm telling the truth or a lie?"

She froze in place, and after a few seconds, she blinked slowly.

Then she closed her eyes.

She heard him talking in her ear, and then...

When he kissed her, the initiative was completely out of Weiwei's hands.He was extremely gentle, as if he continued the kiss in the elevator, and also continued what he said "what she was looking forward to".

Weiwei finally regained consciousness when she was carried to the counter. She wanted to speak and push him away.Noticing her refusal, Sherlock's domineering nature revived again, he got stuck between her legs, and his hands began to tease.

"Your parents are still here..."

"Just follow along and call your parents." He said casually, "Don't worry, I will pay attention to when they come in."

He's not interested in letting his parents see anything critical, but it's best if they find out what they're doing and run away consciously.

what's the fxxk!

As soon as Sherlock's hand reached an indescribable part, he heard footsteps.He quickly drew his hand, then pulled back Vivi's neckline, turned around and walked to the kitchen door.

"Even if mommy wants to enter the door, she still has to knock on the door, right?"

Before y had time to knock on the door, the door opened suddenly and his son came out with a dead face on his face.

"Well, I seem to have interrupted something from the way you look." Mommy was a little embarrassed, but a high IQ should have the ability to turn embarrassment into magic, "but I think it's important to eat, unless you can make a quick decision."

"A quick fix? Did you get the experience from my father?" He countered blankly.

Father Sherlock: "Who do you look down on, Sherlock, how do you think you were born?"

Weiwei, who was clutching her chest and blushing in the kitchen: ...

She silently rolled off the counter and continued chopping vegetables.

My hands are shaking a little.

Damn it's scary_(:3ゝ∠)_

It's just that he is still chewing slowly in his heart what he said.

I won't lie to you.

She took it for the truth.

He didn't lie to her, but it didn't mean he wouldn't hide it.

In the end, it was almost almost time for Weiwei to finish the meal by himself, and the four of them happily (?) finished their meal, and Weiwei and Sherlock went to send the meal off together.

Weiwei originally thought that Sherlock's parents would say something to him alone, but they didn't.

After knowing that the couple got on the plane, Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the text message came.

[Mommy said that Sherlock can't take care of himself, so please.

mh.】

Sherlock, who didn't see the content of the text message but saw the sender with sharp eyes, frowned: "What did the fat man tell you? I still remember him sowing discord."

Weiwei was a little funny: "He said mommy asked him to tell me to take good care of you. Is this answer satisfactory?"

Sherlock didn't answer.

Of course she didn't know.

She doesn't know many things.

Sherlock's hand was already on Weiwei's shoulder naturally.

She doesn't need to know either.

"Your parents are gone, how do you arrange it?"

How to arrange?There is Moriarty watching over London, how will he arrange it?

His eyes were indifferent.

"When are you going to Virginia?" he asked her.

"The air ticket in three days' time is given by your brother," Weiwei slapped his hand off, "It's very hot, don't touch me."

Sherlock looked over Vivi's shoulder thoughtfully.

"I said, you only have three days to stay with me, are you sure you want to use these short three days to make trouble with me again, or are you fishing for law enforcement and want to hear me say that nasty line again? I told You, it's impossible."

Hi this guy.

Weiwei was angry and funny.

"It's just three days, I'll follow you, okay?"

She took his hand and put it back on her shoulder.

Sherlock pulled his hand away.

"Don't let it go, it's too hot."

Vivi: ...

Damn tsundere.

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In the past three days, not only has she been in love, Sherlock has also played a guest role as a psychological counselor—if the continuous sarcasm and sarcasm are regarded as psychological counseling—forcibly correcting Weiwei's mentality.

As a result, the image of a mature, prudent and rational city girl (?) that Vivi had managed to create turned into the image of a little idiot who believed in whatever Sherlock said.

Weiwei couldn't help thinking, could this be the meaning of love?Turn smart people into fools?

I have to say that Sherlock is really terrible when he pets people, and he also took it for granted that this is what he should do, and said with a stern and arrogant face, what's the problem?

At this time, Weiwei really couldn't help throwing people down.

Of course Sherlock had never let her succeed - he preferred being on top, after all.

After three days without shame, the two of them took off from the same airport, and Sherlock returned to London and Vivi went to Virginia, that is to say, Vivi left after sending Sherlock on the plane.

Feeling relaxed, Weiwei restrained her silly and sweet image, and prepared to devote herself to a new round of work.

However, no preparation is required at all.

When she stepped off the plane, she received a call from bau (behavioral analysis department) telling her to go to the airport. There was a case, and she was asked to go to the person in charge to take a private jet_(:3ゝ∠)_

It never occurred to him that he was actually a workaholic.

Weiwei thought bitterly that maybe Sherlock liked it like this, and he might also thank Bau for giving him a job.

She sent a message to Sherlock saying that there is a job just after getting off the plane. Don't envy me too much. I guess the □□ at 22 o'clock may have something to do with the mafia. I don't know why bau is involved in the mafia case.

To be honest, I was a little nervous to face such a somewhat legendary Weiwei from the Behavior Analysis Department, but who is she and why have you never seen her before?

When she walked in under the guidance of the stewardess, she just heard an old man (?) inside mentioned that she would have a new colleague, and Weiwei showed a straightforward smile:

"Hello, I'm the new polygraph examiner, Victoria Mayer."

She didn't know what her title was. Although it seemed more appropriate to say polygraph, it felt like a bluff.

Then the man suspected to be the leader stood up, looking very calm, and seemed to be deliberately gentle when he spoke: "Hi, I'm Alan Hotchner, these are colleagues of Bau, Gideon I should have told you that Gideon is our leader."

I'm probably not very popular, maybe because I'm a Brit?

Everyone who does behavior analysis can be regarded as an expert in facial expression management, but in front of professionals...here mainly refers to Weiwei who has received special training, as long as they don't show the kind of disguise in front of criminal suspects, Weiwei can still It's easy to see through.

"Hi, I hope we have a happy cooperation." Weiwei first extended his hand, "Then Mr. Gideon should have told you that I major in micro-expression and minor in forensic medicine. I wish you a happy cooperation."

"Is it micro-expression? In fact, many people think that it is pseudoscience. Speaking of which, I happened to read Mr. Letterman's paper recently. He squatted on an island for two years to study the relationship between eyebrow movement and emotions of indigenous people... ..."

A tall and thin boy suddenly opened his mouth when Weiwei let go of his hand.

Weiwei looked at the boy... In fact, although Vivi could tell at a glance that he was an official fbi age and definitely couldn't be called a "boy", but... he did look like a big boy with high IQ traits.

This characteristic makes Weiwei feel a kind of kindness.

"Hi, I'm Spencer Reid (r.reid)."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by a handsome chocolate guy next to him.

Ah, handsome chocolate guy, so good for eyes.

"I know you," she couldn't help laughing, Gideon specially emphasized that he is a doctor, and of course Vivi knew what it meant, "You are very powerful."

Rhett seemed to be about to say something, and then after glancing at the handsome chocolate guy...

He still said it.

"Uh, so in terms of micro-expressions, how much can a lie detector do? I'm sorry, but I'm really curious, because Dr. Letterman said that certain expressions can only appear for 1/25 of a second, and he didn't say it to the public. The public papers describe in great detail what expressions are there and how far the research has gone..."

He was interrupted by Weiwei's laugh.

In fact, Weiwei does have a very attractive feeling when she smiles, and it is easy for people to let go of their barriers. Maybe this is just a characteristic of beautiful people?

"You're right, many expressions can't be seen with the naked eye on the spot, so we sometimes need to observe them repeatedly through video tapes," Weiwei explained seriously, "But we all do systematic training, I will prepare a picture of that facial expression, set a flash rate of 0.1 second, observe what emotion to choose, and train the reaction speed to improve the efficiency of practical application."

At the same time as the answer was finished, the phone vibrated, perhaps because it was too quiet and the phone vibrated loudly, and everyone looked at her pocket.

Vivi made an apologetic gesture, just as the stewardess came over to remind her to fasten her seat belt, so Vivi chose the seat across the aisle from the handsome chocolate guy.

Well, they protected Dr. Reid very well, and Weiwei felt a little regretful.

She really wanted to communicate with such a genius.