[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

"Sorry, your vacation is over."

When Mycroft let go of his brother's hair, he still felt a little bit reluctant. Although Sherlock was so well-behaved because he was being shackled at the moment, but... he just wanted to... um, bully?

"So, back to Baker Street, Sherlock Holmes."

There was always a little smile in Mycroft's eyes.

"By the way, because you abandoned your girlfriend and let her stay alone in Queen Street, and then ran out and poked a big basket... I don't think you will have a good life after you go back :)"

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When Sherlock was lying on the bed and someone shaved him, he still thought that if Vicky was around, he wouldn't have to accept this kind of stranger's touch.

Sometimes he shaves himself, other times he's in the habit of leaving it to Vicky.

He actually doesn't like physical contact with other people very much, but at this moment he asked to shave and go back... If he goes back and asks Vicky to shave him, he will probably have a few wounds on his face, he knows this This time she was very angry.

"Are you sure you're all wiped out?"

As for Moriarty's participation, Sherlock is obviously the most concerned, and Mycroft just asked a question out of habit.

"Those in Serbia are the last remnants."

I really don't know what I will face after returning home this time, but with Vicky's style, it is probably not allowed to go to her bed for a few days.

ohmy, he quit smoking for her. Why did she become so responsible that she passed out and couldn't accompany him to solve the case?

Well, he could barely understand Vicky's feeling that he didn't want him to get hurt.

No way, she loves him.

After mentioning the Baron's conspiracy, Mycroft put the folder in his hand aside, looked at his lying brother, and made a concluding speech:

"Anyway, you're safe now."

Then added a sentence.

"Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thanks for what?"

"I drew my sword to help." Mycroft's voice brought a smile, obviously he still had Sherlock's bitter suffering in his mind.

After this year, he is really too swollen, so he should suffer a little bit.

"Perhaps you have forgotten, I seldom do it myself."

Sherlock frowned, motioned for the shaving man to stop, and then stood up slowly.

"Ah, draw your sword to help? You just sit there and watch me being pumped into mud..."

"I saved you..."

"No, I saved myself, why didn't you let him stop earlier?"

"Well, my brother has grown up, and he's starting to question his painstaking efforts," Mycroft showed a helpless expression, "Your girlfriend who was lying in bed all day called me before I went there and said... ..."

"What did she say?"

"If Sherlock is caught let him be pumped to a pulp."

Mycroft imitated it perfectly.

"My dear brother, I can't bear it anymore."

ohgod to his schadenfreude.

Sherlock only felt a little pain in his body:

"You must be very happy to see me suffer."

"nonsense."

"You must be very happy."

Sherlock said firmly.

"You found your girlfriend yourself, I didn't arrange it for you, Sherlock," Mycroft adjusted his sitting posture and leaned forward slightly, "I don't know if she is still waiting for you at home, maybe she went Virginia, I heard that she decided to date Morgan, do you remember that Morgan, the one she always said was the handsome chocolate guy..."

"you shut up."

Sherlock frowned and took out his phone.

Sure enough, there was a message from his girlfriend on the phone.

A photo with a young genius on the left and a handsome detective on the right.

[Recover well, I will play for you, go back to your John Watson, I think he will beat you up. 】

Hiss... Really, since she woke up that day, she has let herself go.

It's up to you.

With a flick of his finger, he called up Gaston Marco's account.

Sure enough, it was a lot of complaints from roaring bodies.

Gaston Marco took too much weight, and Sherlock felt a little uncomfortable—but if there was no Gaston Marco, in case he cultivated a new boyfriend... He thought about it and almost became her The real male best friend was squeezed out by Sherlock's tricks, Dr. Reid.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that.

[I know you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, vivi. 】

【You care about him.of course. 】

[If he is really injured, go back and see him. 】

Then a reply was received within seconds.

[Let him die in pain. 】

Well, this time the level has to be increased by one star.

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In the end, Vivi came back spontaneously, even after a short while, enjoying Sherlock's slightly attentive service.

Of course, she didn't forgive him so quickly, she just heard from Mycroft that Sherlock complained about Watson's mustache, and Sherlock firmly believed that he would be welcomed by Watson, and even prepared to directly destroy Watson's marriage proposal... So she was eager to watch the scene of the violent fight.

After hearing about the restaurant where Sherlock was going to reunite with Watson, Weiwei chose without hesitation to book a seat very close to Watson to watch her boyfriend make trouble.

Vivi had noticed Sherlock the moment he entered the restaurant.

Ah, and evening dress.

Shit, Sherlock, when did you wear a tuxedo for me?

Weiwei raised the knife and cut off a piece of steak.

—apparently she forgot about Jason Carter.

Then she watched Sherlock sneak (?) take someone's eyeliner and bow tie, and felt sorry why Lestrade didn't come with him, otherwise he could reveal the secret to Lestrade-his How did the police officer certificate disappear eighteen times mysteriously?

When Sherlock stood at Watson's table with the menu.

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

What?What accent is this?

Seems like a surprise from an old friend?

Weiwei looked at the mentally retarded Sherlock who took off his glasses to reveal his identity but was not noticed as if he was mentally retarded, and then looked at his inexplicable appearance.

"Then let me surprise you."

Watson had a look of bitterness and hatred.

Sherlock's face was paralyzed for a moment and he took the glasses back.

"I have already done my best."

Vivi looked at it like this.

Probably mentally handicapped.

After Sherlock left, Weiwei looked at Watson seriously putting on the diamond ring, and felt...

Or just take Sherlock away, I always feel that it's okay for Sherlock to be beaten for interrupting this kind of thing, but I just feel a little sorry for Watson.

She was silent, only feeling a little dull.

Sherlock always does.

Maybe she has to admit that she hasn't changed him enough, and her influence on him is not as great as she imagined.

She seemed to be watching a play, watching Watson's anger, and Sherlock's talking to himself.

I always feel that I have missed Irene Adler and Moriarty, as if I have missed an extremely important part of his life. It always makes people feel a little... lost.

She didn't know if it was because of her emotional instability, she suddenly lost interest and wanted to leave.

They were still talking when she pushed the steak away from her eyes, obviously Sherlock's proud observation skills hadn't noticed her.When Weiwei was checking out at the cash register, she heard a loud commotion, and her boyfriend was pushed to the ground.

I have to say that Weiwei's first thought at that time...

Damn, if I'm not allowed to be on it, Watson is allowed to be on it? ? ?

Then when they moved to another bar, Weiwei still couldn't hold back and followed behind.

As she entered she heard Watson ask him:

"So your brother Molly and a hundred homeless people know about this?"

"Do not……"

Weiwei originally thought he was going to add her.

"Not a hundred, at most 25..."

Ashley!

Weiwei turned around, slammed the door and left.

Should such a boyfriend be kept home for the New Year? ? ? ! ! !

Weiwei was just about to go back, but received a message from Sherlock, who knows when he just freed his hand to send the message.

【needurhelp

sh.】

piss off.

Weiwei put the phone away.

[I saw you.It's just not convenient for me to introduce you formally.

sh.】

Then I sent the address of a fruit shop.

Weiwei clicked his tongue a little irritably, bought some medicine from the nearby pharmacy and went there.

When she arrived, what she saw was Sherlock with his head raised and nosebleed and said: I don't understand, is it wrong to apologize?

"God, don't you know nothing about human nature?"

Vivi knew it was Mary, Watson's fiancée.

She thought it was funny seeing Sherlock pinching the bridge of his nose, so she walked over, holding Sherlock's hair down with one hand.

"That would hurt Vicky." Sherlock hissed.

"I thought you should know for yourself that it's better to keep your head down than to let your blood flow down your throat with your head up."

Vivi handed over a bottle of mineral water, ""

"I thought you didn't know the pain, after all you enjoy being pumped into mud so much..."

"I didn't enjoy it - it was Mycroft coming in too late... Vicky, I thought this was over."

His voice was muffled by the blocked nose.

Mary watched in surprise as Vivi handed over a bottle of mineral water, and then Sherlock took the water and poured it into his hand.

"Human nature, he has used all his brains on crimes and criminals." Weiwei smiled at Mary shyly, "Hello, Ms. Mary, nice to meet you."

While washing the dirt with water, Sherlock replied: "human nature, I don't understand human beings, nor do I understand nature."

"Perhaps you should introduce me to this..."

As soon as Mary opened her mouth, she heard Watson calling her. She smiled back, and then temporarily dropped the subject.

"I'll convince him."

"Do you know?"

Mary nodded with a smile, turned and left.

"What did you observe?" Vivi said coolly, "That Ms. Mary."

Sherlock wiped the water from his mouth with a napkin and turned to look at Vicky.

"I can see it, and you can draw conclusions too."

Weiwei didn't answer, just looked at him, and there was no movement in his eyes.

He finally gave up: "Human nature, human nature, maybe I understand something after you came here, although it always feels a bit strange to say this, but I think you are jealous of Watson... I thought you should know that you don't the same."

Weiwei took back the bottled water and threw it into the trash can.

"I've changed my mind. I'm going to go home." She put her hands in her pockets and raised her eyebrows. "I'm not going to meet your relatives with you, lest I be dragged down by you and beaten up."

go home?Didn't they go back together?

Sherlock narrowed his eyes: "Going home? Queen Street? No, no, no, you mean your parents' home... Vicky, I don't think this is the right time to have a little temper... You should know them... Wait for you Shouldn't you be on your period soon?"

He laughed knowingly.

"It's true that the days are almost the same, but women do have to worry about it. Before the menstruation, if you are in a bad mood, you should make a fuss when you come to the menstruation. After the menstruation, you will be in a bad mood and say that I just came... What a good excuse. "

Weiwei began to regret throwing the water bottle into the trash can, she should unscrew the water bottle and pour the water from his curly hair.

Damn Sherlock, you're bloated!I want to go home!

go home go home go home!