[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

In fact, Sherlock always thought he scoffed at the wedding ceremony, and even said that the wedding was just a gift for Viky...

Yes, he accidentally fell, and fell into the hands of his brother's tricks, which caused him to hastily prepare for the wedding of his child's mother.

gd, is a boy.

He knew how naughty the little boy was, if it was really like he and Mycroft were when they were young... Sherlock felt that he might as well go...

If it's a girl, it's more like viky, how easy it is to teach, how obedient.

Of course, he couldn't tell Viky this. If Viky really heard it, he would feel uncomfortable for a while.

Ah, back to the wedding.

Although he did have some... only a little bit of resistance at the beginning, the boring banquets and inexplicable ceremonies during the busy preparation stage...

He felt that there was enough time for him to do as many experiments as possible.

What's more annoying is that he can't see Viky a week before the wedding, which makes him even more irritable.

but……

But when the wedding was going on and he saw her brought by her father for the first time, he suddenly felt it was worth it.

Totally worth the price.

He was even a little reluctant to admit that his reaction that day... Well, to use an inappropriate metaphor, he was even more dazed than after taking drugs.

He despised the priest's boring oath, but when she was choking with tears, he suddenly felt...

…Stereotypes are meaningless until he has tried it and experienced it himself.

What is he incoherent about?He just wanted to say... yes, this boring ceremony... is actually worth it.

He admits that viky's presence gives meaning to many things.

He said the same to his brother, on the night after the wedding.

"I thought you would be bored." His elder brother's expression was softened perhaps because of the light, "But this way, I also feel very happy, and obviously Y is too, very happy."

"Maybe you should find someone like that too."

Sherlock said indifferently, and continued before Mycroft could speak.

"Recently Viky seems to be a little interested in this, you let her order, she still has my son... your nephew."

Mycroft: ...

"Well have a nice evening."

Then turned around blankly.

Happy...

He swallowed the obscenity silently.

The last time John had a fight with the AT machine, he came back and said a dirty word and got a hard stare from Viky.

He felt that maybe the child was more important than him, which was not a good sign.

Well, it would be nice to hold her and sleep with her.

As for her always turning over, sometimes her back hurts and her legs are sore...

Both are also accepted.

Before going to bed, he stole some incense from his wife who had been tired all day, and let her put it in his arms, feeling quite good.

"gdnigt."

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"Viky?"

He wakes from sleep.

But there was no one beside the bed.

How can it be?

Sherlock sat up abruptly.

Even if viky groaned and turned over, he could wake up for no reason. He didn't feel it when he got out of bed... hiss... felt... a bit of a headache.

Is it because of a hangover?No actually he didn't drink that much... viky didn't allow him to drink much.

"Viky?"

"Viky?"

He yelled a little impatiently and then suddenly reacted.

Wait, this is him on Baker Street... No, no, to be precise, it was Viky's room before he moved into Baker Street.

"John?"

John came in at this time: "Are you okay? I just heard you call viky again?"

God, why is John so young?

Sherlock endured a splitting headache: "How did I come back?"

"I guess you don't remember. You've been talking nonsense. I should warn you. Lestrade seems to have taken your picture."

"Where is she?"

"Who's where?"

John was a little puzzled.

"viky." He was a little impatient and wanted to say that you don't even know this, and then suddenly realized...

There was something wrong with John's expression, his expression was...surprised.

He knew this kind of superficial stuff after going through several cases with Viky, and they always did this. He was in charge of physical evidence, and she provided ideas from the psychological aspect.

"you know……"

He struggled to get up, but found that his whole body was weak and fell, and the fall brought real pain.

Is this a prank?then what?My head hurts and I can't think clearly.

"Go back to bed Sherlock...you'll be fine, I'm next door if you need me."

Sherlock lay on the bed panting, closing his eyes.

Moan. Groan sound.

This bridge.



He tried to get up, and took out his mobile phone from the coat hanging on the coat rack.

[See you next time, Mr. Holmes. 】

Either it's a prank, or it's just...

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If you want to know if this is a prank, it is definitely not a smart way to ask John directly, it is stupid.

Even though Sherlock was full of doubts about time going back in his heart, he still retained his attitude.

If it's really a prank, then 221b's monitoring will definitely increase significantly. In order to appreciate his joke, he can guarantee that Anthea will make a very exciting clip on the same day and even... What do they call that, ghosts, don't they?

When he walked on the street, he realized that this was definitely not a prank, but time travel.

Even though it's impossible, but...

This is not a dream, this is not a memory palace, this is reality.

So real.

Sherlock took out his mobile phone, thinking that since he was doing it all over again, the affairs of Irene Adler and James Moriarty would be relatively easy. If he contacted Viky at this time, she would have been complaining 'an' and 'my boyfriend won't tell me he's going to die' are resolved, so it saves a lot of money later on...

Is there no viky in the contacts?

He suddenly discovered the problem.

There are no photos, messages, emails, or even mailboxes of viky.

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Mycroft stood looking at Sherlock, who was reading a newspaper.

"So after you went out early in the morning and found an Internet cafe to decipher my system to find a guy named Victoria Mayer, you went back to Baker Street and changed into a pajamas to meet me?"

His tone was deep.

Sherlock knew it was a sign he was going to be angry, and he knew it.

"Relax Mycroft, this is a meeting between brothers."

After he returned to England with Viky, the relationship between the two brothers improved a lot... Sherlock often relied on his brother for assists.

As soon as this sentence was said, John and Mycroft looked at Sherlock with shock in their eyes.

Mycroft coughed uncomfortably: "Tell me, what do you want from me."

Sherlock's heart sank even more.

If Viky really existed, Mycroft would never directly say Viky's name, because it was a top secret at the time... Even Lestrade doubted whether Viky really existed.

So what is this?Parallel time and space, and parallel time and space without viky?

He pursed his lips reluctantly.

crazy.

The world is crazy.

A high degree of sobriety brought about a high degree of confusion. Although he didn't have Viky's company during this period of time in his memory, when he realized that Viky had really disappeared, he found himself awkward in everything he did.

I always want to pull out my mobile phone to send a message to her on the other side of the ocean, I always want to call up Gaston Marco’s Twitter account, I always want to call up her mobile phone monitoring, even if it’s just to take a look at her current location... This he can deduce what she is doing at the moment.

So it can only be, more cases, more catharsis.

Boring, boring, all too boring.

He tried to change, the Irene Adler case, Moriarty, and Magnussen and his... sister, and Molly's relationship.

Maybe it was because he got to know a lot after owning viky, but this time he didn't...

Well, that's it.

He didn't know if such a change would bring greater disasters to the follow-up, but...it doesn't matter.He is not a person who follows the rules. If there is a bigger challenge, just live another life.

Left and right, a life without viky would probably just be boring like this.

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is a dream.

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Woke up and found that I love you very much.

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"Viky, are your legs still sore?" He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, covering her soft belly.

She snorted aggrievedly and leaned into his arms.

Sherlock pulled the pillow closer to try to make her lie more comfortably, then reached down, touched her slightly bent leg, and rubbed it gently.Until she loosened her brow and fell asleep again.

I don't know why this dream came about.

but……

He sighed softly.

I've been taking care of you like this for a while, and when the kid is born, throw it to Mycroft...you have to take good care of me.

you promised.

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Even this kid can't shake my position, you know?

He pulled her into his arms slightly, and put his hands on her belly.

I allow him to be one behind me.

Then fell asleep.

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