[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

Weiwei got up the next day with dark circles under her eyes.

The translation was too late the night before, and she fell asleep lying on the bed. When she opened her eyes and woke up, she saw that it was ten o'clock. She quickly got up to wash up, but turned the door ...

Damn locked from the outside?

Weiwei twisted the locks in various ways, but nothing happened.

Assi.

Weiwei leaned against the door helplessly, and then the door opened suddenly. Weiwei almost fell down, but was held up by a hand.

damn it hurts...

Vivi's rhomboids don't feel right.

"It's okay to sleep until ten o'clock."

The professor's voice came faintly from above, still full of sarcasm, but the next second his tone became brisk, like a healthy hero in a sci-fi movie.

"Aliens, have you adapted to the time difference on Earth?"

Then he finally managed to rub the dog's head with his hand. After rubbing, he still remembered to lift up Vivi's hat to help her restore her alien status. As a role-playing enthusiast, Sherlock felt that he should have this when he was a character. The look of the character.

Vivi didn't speak.

"Mute?" Sherlock's voice rose slightly.

"Aliens don't talk nonsense." Weiwei's voice was muffled, and then she closed her mouth tightly again. The professor seemed to be in love with touching her head, but she didn't even have any resentment at all.

And that managed to entertain Sherlock.

"Okay, it's time for the boring pretending game to end," he said, "Today's study task is not as easy as yesterday. I'll give you 10 minutes to pack it up, alien."

What are you talking about about boring pretend games? You are the one who loves pretend games the most. Weiwei refrained from making a grimace. After the professor left, she silently ran to the bathroom by herself.

Hot chicken play game.

She looked at herself in the mirror in her one-piece pajamas.

The next time the professor rubs her hair again, she will ask him to comb it.Slightly slightly.

However, she didn't have the guts, so she could only obediently be rubbed.

It's a really sad story.

After washing up, after a quick breakfast and lunch, Vivi went into a study state again, but Sherlock Holmes was nowhere to be found.

Weiwei is quite used to such scenes, so she just reads and studies according to the list written by the professor, and then goes out to the police/station to look for him at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and the professor will teach her some practical forensic methods.

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This life went on for two months.

From forensics to lie detection, from science knowledge to language, Sherlock himself is like a huge treasure trove of knowledge. If you don’t understand it from the book alone, you will take Weiwei to the laboratory. Weiwei will do simple and repetitive operations. Do your own research, or take Weiwei and let her help.

From time to time, I went to the scene of the crime once or twice, and took Weiwei to analyze it from beginning to end from a psychological and empirical point of view.

And every time she goes out for an "internship", Weiwei will be stimulated and will study harder next time - she really doesn't understand too much.

Every week, Vivi will also have two or three physical fitness classes, which are taught by a female agent under Mycroft.Every time after Weiwei was abused, she almost didn't have the brain to think, and then she was paralyzed on the ground and waited for the professor to finish mocking, and then silently crawled back to the bathroom to take a shower.

Really climbed over.

In this way of getting along, Weiwei gradually figured out the professor's living habits and the people around him.

Old Parker is the Sherlock Holmes couple—that is, the housekeeper of the professor's parents. He usually stays in the main house of Holmes's house, but the couple have gone on a trip for a while, so Old Parker comes here every day to take care of the professor.

She also found out that every time the professor hailed a taxi, the driver was the same person. It was the kind uncle introduced that day. The uncle's name was Lindsay, and he was actually an agent under Mycroft.When Weiwei crossed the road without paying attention and almost hit her, it was Lindsey who rescued her. Only then did Weiwei know that it was a secret agent. (Of course, this matter was not ridiculed by Sherlock less)

Then she also made some contact with the Baker Street Squad on behalf of the professor—oh, it can’t be called the Baker Street Squad yet—sometimes the professor was lazy and reluctant to go out, so Vivi had to find those little ones.

Weiwei didn't even know how she spent her time, and how she managed to pack so many things.

Sherlock will not only teach her some knowledge, but also some of his thoughts.Sometimes Weiwei feels that she had some incorrect ideas in the past, because her professor overthrows and rebuilds her outlook on life every day-she is not a very enthusiastic person, but under Sherlock's teaching, Maybe she's grown a little colder, though she doesn't show it.

Because she seemed to understand what Sherlock meant.

Too much emotion is unnecessary—it gets in the way of your thinking.

Your sympathy is sometimes just a waste of time, and your extra affection is likely to hold you back.Therefore, no matter how much you invest, stop in time once you make a mistake.

Sometimes Weiwei doesn't know whether she is right or not, but she readily accepts such a change.

In the week of Christmas, the professor gave Vivi a big vacation and let Vivi go home. After learning how to make Napoleon cake at home, Vivi went back to Queen Street and made it for the professor as a Christmas present.Sherlock's entire dislike was about to become substantive, but he still reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls, and said that his knowledge was already priceless, so don't expect extravagant gifts. Weiwei expressed that he was taught, and that he should.

The spring of the new year is coming quietly.

March has arrived.

On this day, Weiwei got up earlier than usual—07:30—at this point, the door should almost be open.

In fact, Sherlock seldom locked the door afterwards. He told Vivi that he could only come out after 45:[-] in the morning, otherwise he would throw her out.

Weiwei was very honored at the time - it was a signal that the professor accepted her.

Weiwei changed her clothes in the room first, and then stroked her messy hair. After living with the professor for a long time, she began to care less about her personal image in front of the professor. what a deal.She lay on the bedside with the notes and read for a while, only to realize that it was already eight o'clock, so she got up to open the door.

The door is closed.

Weiwei began to be confused.She turned the doorknob again.

Really closed?

If it was Weiwei in the past, he might think a lot and even knock on the door, but Weiwei, who has been training for nearly half a year, would not do this.

When did the professor lock the door last night?

last night?

Yesterday morning, I went to the East End of London. It took me a long time to solve the case. They returned to Queen Street and had a quick meal. Weiwei was uncomfortable because of the long journey in the car, so the professor didn't let her continue the so-called study task. Boom After she washed up, she went back to her room.

Under the influence of the professor, although Weiwei couldn't keep the time accurate to the minute and second, she could remember the approximate timeline very clearly.

It was 09:30 when she returned to the room, and she fell asleep quickly in a dizzy state.

If you want to lock it from the outside, it should be after ten o'clock.

What was the professor doing before she entered the bedroom?

Weiwei recalled that when she came out of the bathroom, the professor held a cigarette and smoked her nose.

At that time, she was still wondering why the professor was in a bad mood again.

Well, she admitted that the movement of the professor's slender fingers holding the cigarette was really handsome.She didn't like people who smoked, and she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but she took such things for granted in Sherlock Holmes, and she even wondered why Mr. Holmes didn't have a pipe - well, maybe it was because the times were different.

In short, she knows that her professor can smoke and use nicotine to stimulate his emotions. Of course, the professor will not allow her to touch these.

And during this period of getting along, she found signs of a drug addict in the professor.In fact, there are traces to follow, especially when the professor turned this knowledge into a case and told her how to judge, she used it on the person who taught her.

Although the professor still looks healthy, there are signs of it.

Several times when the professor was away, Weiwei found the white rice flour that the professor hid in the grocery cabinet, and then flushed it into the toilet and pretended nothing happened.

She guessed that the professor knew about it, and sometimes the professor would look at her with gloomy and inexplicable eyes, but Weiwei looked calm.

Just unspoken.

So at this moment, Weiwei immediately realized that the professor must have committed an addiction last night, and it might not be small.

During this period of time, he has been with her almost day and night, and he probably hasn't relapsed for a long time, so he couldn't hold back.

Thinking of this, Weiwei was a little anxious, but how to get out?She struggled a little with the doorknob.

Unlock, unlock, unlock...how?She desperately recalled, what was the principle of the lock that the professor told her at that time?She kept digging deep in her mind - she had to push those marbles to the correct position one by one before they could be opened.

So what tools does she have now?

She ran to the bedside table and found her small box of black clips, took four or five of them and stuffed them in her pockets, squatting halfway in front of the door and began to study how to open them.

10 minutes.

A thin layer of sweat oozes from her nose, and her half-squatting movements are a little sore.

15 minutes.

She adjusted her breathing slightly.

Calm, calm, calm.

During the gymnastics class, the professor told her that no matter what posture the gangster uses to hold her hostage, she must be aldwn.He said it three times.

Weiwei withdrew the clip slightly, and finally heard a click.

She raised her head and glanced at the time—7 minutes and 11 seconds, she unlocked it for the first time, worthy of being recorded in the study record—the thought came quickly, she opened the door and saw the clean bed, like no one Lived the same.

Did she miss it?Or did the professor simply forget to lock the door?

Weiwei walked to the door of the professor's bedroom and opened it, finally saw the chaotic living room.

confusion.

This is the first time she has experienced the environment that addicts like.

The curtains were drawn, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things on the floor, while the professor was lying on the single sofa and huddled tightly.

He was out of control.

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The corresponding changes in the nervous system caused by long-term drug use allowed Sherlock to increase the dose, and without anyone noticing, his dependence became stronger.

Vivi thought she had thrown away the things she had found, and Mycroft thought Sherlock had none of them.

But the East End of London.

Vivi and he came out of that criminal den that morning.

Almost no one who smokes co/ca/alkali can successfully quit, and almost no one can stop smoking.

Now Sherlock lies in the hospital, not knowing what first aid the doctors will do to her professor.

It was at this time that Mycroft rushed to the door of the operating room.

Vivi burst into tears when he saw Mycroft.In fact, they haven't met each other during this period of time, but they have been silently making a lot of efforts for the same thing.

"sorry."

she cried.

Mycroft's expression was hardly disturbed.

"Fortunately, he wasn't stupid enough to inject directly," his voice was a little tense, "I haven't touched it for a while, the shock caused by excessive smoking."

He explained it to Victoria Mayer.

Weiwei has never been explained by doctors or nurses. She hardly has the brain capacity to think about these things. She slowly squats around herself, and the lights in the corridor of the operating room force her to wake up. Woolen clothes, I came out wearing a white sweater, and I didn't feel a little cold along the way.

"Professor will be all right?"

Now that she stopped, cold sweat condensed on her skin, and she felt the chill coming from her bones.

When it turned out that it was just a literary work, when she didn't understand the dangers of these things, she also said that a genius like Sherlock Holmes must have some little eccentricities.

But now, the professor she gets along with day and night.

She just wanted him to be healthy, to devote himself to his case and his work without worrying about anything.

Not getting hurt by fighting those things, or maybe not even trying to fight them.

will be all right?

Mycroft did not answer, looking at his brother's pupils before him.

If you touch this thing, something will happen.