[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

When Vivi is really too lazy to move and Sherlock is agitated and wants to handle the case, Vivi usually sends him to find John, and chats with Miss Garcia.

To be honest, Letterman really does not deceive me as a life mentor. Sherlock is the kind of person who has unlimited energy during the day and night, and she is really...

She thought bitterly while chatting with Garcia.

"Your phone has messages again. Is it your boyfriend? The famous Sherlock Holmes?"

Garcia rolled his eyes teasingly.

Weiwei picked up the phone and showed Garcia the sender.

"No, it's a male girlfriend." Weiwei clicked on Gaston's message and glanced at it.

He asked her if she had already stayed in Baker Street with her boyfriend. Mr. Sherlock looked very powerful and hoped to have the opportunity to meet him in person.

Morgan just came to Garcia's office: "ie~ Are you chatting with Vivi?"

Weiwei was in a pretty good mood: "Handsome Chocolate, long time no see!"

"I don't want to see you again, just the last time you and I went out to play with Rhett, and when we got back, we received a threatening email from your boyfriend, who even hacked my computer... I still invited our almighty Garcia solved it, don't worry about it," Morgan pouted, "I just heard you talking about male girlfriends? Your boyfriend isn't jealous?"

Weiwei didn't think much of it: "I met Gaston at about the same time as I met my boyfriend, but I didn't tell my boyfriend much."

Garcia's sensitive nerves felt something was wrong.

"He's not...not what I said, Sherlock Holmes, great detective," Garcia sounded unbelievable, "Do you think he really won't notice?"

"Yeah, have you forgotten that Jason Carter back then? I don't think it's easy to say that Gaston Marco was played by himself?" Morgan immediately made up the knife, and the caterpillar-like eyebrows became more vivid.

Weiwei looked at the messages on the phone.

The seeds of doubt have been planted.

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[I'm a little messed up now, really]

【Actually, I didn't believe it at first, but Mrs. Hudson, including Lestrade, they all told me...】

【Hey, maybe I shouldn't have said it, I don't know...】

Sherlock looked at the messages on his phone.

She is incoherent?Urgently need a boyfriend to talk to?Hudson What did they tell her?

"Sherlock?"

Watson watched Sherlock suddenly take out his phone and stood still, and yelled a little puzzled.

Sherlock didn't answer, and replied a message with a flick of a finger.

[Hey vivi, calm down and talk slowly, what's wrong? 】

Viky's message was sent as if it had been prepared long ago.

[Even the entire publishing industry knows that Sherlock is gay! 】

Sherlock: ...you are finished, you are really finished.

After the case was over, Watson missed Mrs. Hudson's dessert a lot, and when he was about to follow Sherlock into a taxi and return to Baker Street...

"You go to Mary's." Sherlock dropped a sentence abruptly, and then ruthlessly shut John out of the car.

John Watson gasped, oh what does that mean?

Damn I can't cure you someone will cure you.

He took out his phone and sent Victoria a message.

[Hi Victoria, Sherlock didn't seem too happy about my return to Baker Street today, and seemed to go back in a huff. 】

Immediately received a reply:

【he is very angry?When did it start? 】

Watson hesitated for half a second.

Damn Sherlock can just lock him out of the car, so what's wrong with suing? ? ?

[After three o'clock in the afternoon, I received a text message to start. 】

Over there, Weiwei looked at the phone.

Oh shit.awesome.great.

Sherlock started unbuttoning his shirt as soon as he got back to Baker Street.

Weiwei looked over there with a half-smile: "What's the matter? Is it hot? It's natural to be cool when you're calm."

"Someone tipped me off that you suspect that I'm a... fag, so I want to do my best to make you..."

Wait there is a problem.

what does viky mean?

Sherlock's unbuttoned hand paused for a moment, watching Weiwei carefully.

something wrong.

"Really?" Vivi smiled slightly.

"...Gaston Marco, he is my Mifensi," Sherlock's tone was quite natural, "I thought you knew this fact a long time ago."

Weiwei took off the laptop from her lap and stood up.

"Yeah, I know," she still smiled fascinatedly, "when I complained to him that my boyfriend didn't listen to me and wouldn't even bring me a jug of milk, Mycroft's men sent me a Carton of milk. I told him that Sherlock was too strict with me. The day after I decided to go to Miami for vacation, you showed up in Miami to handle the case. I told him that when I was going to Virginia to find a handsome guy to play...all the planes Stopped sailing..."

"It might be a coincidence."

Sherlock buttoned all the buttons without moving.

"Why don't we go out for dinner? Don't be hungry after working hard."

Vivi raised her eyebrows and forced a smile, and slowly walked over to Sherlock's coat.

"Speaking of which, you have never been jealous of Brother Gaston. I wonder if you don't love me anymore."

He obviously sneered, because he himself has nothing to be jealous of.

"How could I not love you anymore, I just need to leave a personal tip..."

"One person plays two roles?" Weiwei took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Is it interesting?"

Sherlock closed his eyes slightly.

It wasn't that she'd find Gaston Marco that was the end of it, it was...

"Sherlock, you actually monitored my mobile phone!!!???"

She found out.

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That night, Sherlock, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, appeared at Watson's door.

It was Mary who opened the door.

"My God, Sherlock, what's wrong with you?" Mary called Watson immediately after seeing Sherlock's appearance, "John! Come out and deal with it!"

Yet John burst out laughing as soon as he saw Sherlock's face.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Mary looked here and there, a little inexplicably, and finally couldn't help laughing.

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"Pfft, so you forged an identity and became boyfriend with Vivi?"

John couldn't help laughing while talking,

"After being discovered and then beaten up by her?"

Sherlock gasped.

Damn it hurts when the alcohol goes up.

Mary couldn't help laughing beside her.

Sherlock coughed a little: "Of course she couldn't beat me up, I just didn't fight back and I let her... What are you laughing at?"

Watson didn't even take the medicine and laughed like a dog.

Happy!Happy!

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After holding back the laughter with difficulty and shaking their hands, the few people moved to the living room, holding small teacups and listening to the story.

"So now you want to ask how to solve this matter?" Mary barely suppressed her smile, she turned her eyes slightly to Sherlock's face, and replied with a slightly serious face.

Can't look at the face, just look at the face and laugh out loud.

Sherlock: Superficial, a bunch of superficial guys who only look at faces!

He frowned and touched the wound on his cheekbone, then hissed again.

Viky really... didn't hold back at all.

Watson couldn't hold back, and asked the same question that Mary had asked before: "Do you understand human nature?"

"Well, you two are on the same side, because Mary also asked this question, and Viky answered it for me..." Sherlock took a sip of water, "For God's sake, I thought at least I know about viky, but I wasn't sure when she hit my face."

"Now I just regret that I was too devoted to teaching her to fight. All her practice was used on me."

Mary/John:

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

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The next morning, Sherlock returned to Baker Street after listening to John and Mary's advice.

Well, the attitude of admitting mistakes must be sincere.

Also pay compensation.

It spoiled her, she'd never done it before.

Sherlock thought about this sentence for a long time, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

When he returned to 221b, he found the girl lying on the sofa drowsy.

good chance.

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When Weiwei woke up, she found herself lying in Sherlock's arms. She moved a little, and Sherlock opened his eyes immediately: "When did you sleep last night? I thought you would take good care of yourself."

"I thought we were still fighting."

She was still sleepy, her eyes were half-closed, she spoke angrily, and tried to push him away.

"I've already asked for your forgiveness, and you agreed," Sherlock raised his eyebrows, "When you just came back this morning, you didn't speak, and I said that if you don't object, I will take it as your acquiescence... ..."

Vivi: ...

Want to beat him.

She didn't bother to push anymore, she just rolled over and slept on the other side with the quilt sandwiched between her, and Sherlock immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"I apologize."

His voice was in her ear.

"I shouldn't have lied to you."

"But you should understand, I can understand your need for friends to talk to, but I don't want anyone other than me to occupy your mind again."

He said softly, first deal with the things he thinks are insignificant.

Vivian listened quietly.

Obviously admitting a mistake, why this sentence inexplicably has a sense of domineering CEO eel_(:3ゝ∠)_

"Then when did you start monitoring me." She asked him sullenly.

Sherlock was silent for half a second.

"When I was in America," he said in a low voice magnetic and sexy, "you know, when I miss you, I turn on the front camera."

"If you're not happy with it... I can put an exact copy on my phone so you can see me anytime."

She kicked him.

"You are the only one who knows sweet talk."

"The truth, absolutely the truth."

Sherlock used a ly to describe it.

Weiwei thought for a while, turned around, and met his gaze.

It was indeed her that was in his deep eyes.

Forget it, there is nothing to worry about.Vivi sighed.He has already been beaten, let him go to Watson's place, he has lost face and lost his temper, and he has received compensation for land cession, so that's it.

Reluctantly, she reached out and touched the wound on someone's face. Sherlock took a breath, but didn't avoid it.

Weiwei stretched out his hand and pressed hard.

"Is there a next time?" Her tone was very gentle.

"...Viky, do you know why Gaston never appeared in front of you again?"

He changed the subject suddenly.

Vivi didn't answer.

"I know, you always recognize me."

His tone was gentle, as if he was speaking the most gentle love words.

He knew it, and she always recognized him.