[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

Since Sherlock played off once, Sherlock found that his students cling to him more and more tightly.

"vicky."

He flipped through the newspaper and called her name.

Weiwei, who was sitting on the side mixing the chemical reagents, carefully observed the color change and hummed.

"You forgot to vibrate."

Weiwei's hand trembled.

After a while, Sherlock called out again: "Vicky."

Today's weather was not bad, Sherlock opened the curtains of the living room when he got up, and the room was very bright.

"Professor, just tell me if you have anything to say." Weiwei smirked while recording the experimental results, "Is it time to check my report now?"

Sherlock scratched his hair impatiently, and took Vivi's report: "Okay, it's a success, if you want to put it back in your study notebook, after all, this is your major task as a chemistry blind." Breakthrough. Although your handwriting makes me also unable to bear to look directly."

He suddenly saw her green eyes looking at him with Qing Lingling, and paused subtly.

Sherlock doesn't like the change in relationship.

Just like Lestrade's change from inexplicably hostile to inexplicably good brothers, he is too lazy to explore the thinking of goldfish, but since "good brothers" can make it easier for him to arrive at the scene of the crime, he is quite cooperative.

But what is vicky now?From student to assistant?Do I need to add a detox/drug escort?Don't think he didn't know that Vicky agreed to the fat man's staring at him, he didn't say it because he was a student he always indulged.

Pamper?

Sherlock's gray eyes twinkled.

"Mr. Mycroft said that if possible, let me help you test whether you have relapsed today." Weiwei knew that he had suppressed the concentration, and it should be easier to quit than others. This is a secret, Weiwei Vichai Sherlock didn't know, so he pretended to be more serious, "If you are willing to stick out your tongue."

"Have you become the subordinate of the fat man?"

Looks like a little adult.

Sherlock was a little helpless: "I thought you were close enough to me recently, I even suspected that I had a baby that I couldn't leave."

His tone paused.

"Don't stick out your tongue."

Who wants to do that kind of stupid action.

"After all, you are a professor," Weiwei pulled out his face from his pocket, "It's too easy for you to hide something from me, so open your mouth, Professor."

Sherlock rolled his eyes, he really did, just a little too fast.

"Are you really going to be Mycroft's lackey too?" His tone was arrogant, even though he was sitting and she was standing at the moment, he was shorter. "I really feel chills for my teaching life in the past few months."

"I'm beginning to suspect that you did relapse because you didn't specifically teach me..."

They actually used an approximate number like a few months instead of directly saying it was a few months and a few days, although even if Sherlock said it, Weiwei still couldn't remember it so accurately.

"Six months and 27 days, if you start from life at Cambridge University," he interrupted quickly, "I think you've shown me a lack of respect recently. Vicky."

"Because I care about your body."

The cotton swab was accurately inserted into Sherlock's mouth before the end of Sherlock's vicky sound. Sherlock frowned and didn't try to hide. He watched Vicky put the cotton swab into the small reagent bottle.

"Day four, negative."

Sherlock frowned, watching Weiwei throw everything into the trash can.

"You should know that medical equipment should be thrown in a dedicated trash can."

"Then you should first know that ingredients and experimental reagents cannot be put together, so that you are qualified to educate me."

Weiwei didn't turn her head.

Sherlock slumped on the couch.

Is he pampering his students too much, Sherlock reflected earnestly.

Forget it, for now.At least the fat people won't disturb his life for the time being.Compared with the messy and mindless people, they are not as good as the students who are used to it.

Just let it go.

His thoughts didn't stay for too long, and he suddenly shouted excitedly: "Hey Vicky, delay the progress in your hand - there are fresh corpses in Molly!"

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In view of the fact that Miss Victoria Mayer took up more time, Sherlock had to think of some ways. Although he knew that the other party only wanted to stare at him to prevent relapse, he didn't want his students to just stare at him besides studying. with him.

So he set her free.

Of course, it's not enough for him to promise some time off, his good student doesn't have much sense of going out on his own.

So he decided to save the country with a curve.

For example, using the identity of Gaston Marco.

[Hey vivi, are you on vacation now? 】

[I'm doing some tutoring here with the professor, long time no see, how's life in Tianchao? 】

【Awesome vivi, to be honest, this is really a wonderful country, I am falling in love with it, and I will go out to play every time I have a holiday. (several drawings)]

Ben Weiwei looked around silently while he was studying, and found that the professor was not there.

【Wonderful!I am now obsessed with studying every day and getting thinner. 】

Heh, he knew that his students might not be very honest if there was external interference. Sherlock held the phone and showed a bewildered smile—the kind of smile that catches the bait of a fish.

[Hey, you should go out and let the wind go out once in a while! 】

……

……

"I'm assuming you're way overdue, Vicky," Sherlock said, typing away on his laptop, "I'm assuming you were due out 10 minutes ago, and I'll teach you a little bit about computers. Look." Wake up and start turning other crap in your poor little head."

Weiwei, who wanted to let go, dared not speak.

"Go out and take a look," he said with his usual sarcasm, "I don't want to look at you with dead fish eyes."

What the fuck is professor so easy to talk to?

Are you going to relapse?

Love comes too fast like a tornado (x), Weiwei couldn't help but look at Sherlock suspiciously, hesitant.

"It looks like you don't want to..."

"Stop, stop! I'll go!"

After all, young people’s mentality of wanting to play still overwhelms everything/Mo

In fact, after Weiwei left, Sherlock didn't feel much relief.Although more relaxed.

When Weiwei was studying, whether it was sawing wood or picking cotton, Weiwei was not allowed to be distracted, so it didn't matter what Sherlock did.

only……

It should still be let go.

This can also be understood as a change in teaching mode.

Sherlock not only imparted knowledge to his students as Sherlock Holmes himself, but also gave Vivisey some customs and eating habits of various countries through his identity as Gaston Marco.

He didn't tell her this as a big piece of knowledge, but it was also common sense that needed to be possessed.

Just staying at No. 23 Queen Street is limited to what you can learn, and Weiwei should also go out for a walk.

Sherlock Holmes is such a good teacher.

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Vivi's birthday is in May, Sherlock knows.

However, the birthday was just to celebrate the birth of a brainless creature, so he didn't have much interest in such hypocritical celebrations and pretended not to know.

This is how Weiwei passed her first birthday in this world.

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Weiwei couldn't go home during the summer vacation, because her professor sent a letter to her family in the name of the school, saying that she was assisting the professor in research.

Research is to do research, but it is not the so-called investigation of historical relics mentioned in the letter, but rolled to Italy to experience the black/hand/party style.

Sherlock changed his face from the moment he got on the plane, and his face was indifferent.Weiwei was calling from the professor at the side.After arriving in Italy, Sherlock also kept this face.

"So what do you mean you took me to Italy and then didn't play with me?"

It was the third day they arrived in Italy, Sherlock threw Vivi in ​​the apartment building and locked the door and didn't let her go out, and ran out to wander.

Vivi finally grabbed Sherlock.

"Oh, my dear student," Sherlock said indifferently, "I remember that you learned how to pick locks a few months ago, and I thought this kind of easy lock would not trouble you."

Yes, this lock is not difficult.

Compared with the suite that Weiwei slept in back then, it was not that difficult.

But after opening and running out, the whole world is speaking Italian!

Vivi rolled his eyes.

"I remember that in the study of language and writing, the professor discriminated against Italian in particular - a bunch of calculators are too lazy to dig out all day long, they are only full of enthusiasm for girls, and only useless so-called romantic people speak the language. "Weiwei has long learned the professor's speaking pattern, "Of course you also used similar language to describe French..."

"This is not a reason for you not to learn, you can't blame me for being stupid." Sherlock raised his eyebrows a little viciously, "This is your own business."

Weiwei and Sherlock stared at each other for 3 minutes.

Weiwei admits defeat.

"Okay, I'll learn." She conceded.

She really thought Sherlock didn't know anything about literature before, and then she realized that he was faking it.

"If I really don't know anything, how can I use it to taunt you, Vicky." That's what he said.

So in the same way, if he really doesn't know Italian, how can he dislike this language.

On the fourth day, Weiwei didn't even want to pry the chain, so she just put on overalls and climbed down the water pipe from the third floor—she has practiced climbing and so on, and no one noticed her on the street, Weiwei Just wandering the streets with some cash in her pocket, she followed the map and found a coffee shop to sit down.

Then I ordered a cup of coffee with only a few Italian words, and found a seat to sit.While listening to the beep of the Italian next to him, he played with his mobile phone and sent a message to Gaston Marco.

Weiwei's life is full and full, and lacking is also very lacking. In addition to intense study, she will go out for a walk twice a week, and each time is only one afternoon.

Occasionally, she will meet some handsome guys, but she often chats with the original Gaston Marco.

According to Gaston, he finally learned to climb over the wall_(:3ゝ∠)_

How to learn a new language, the easiest way is to learn by analogy.Fortunately, Italian belongs to the Romance languages, and the Romance languages ​​all come from Latin.Although Sherlock taunted Vivi a lot in Italian, he still spent some time teaching Vivi Latin.

Of course, Vivi's Latin is just entry-level, just enough for her to speak a few Harry Potter spells (???).

The Italians are quite friendly in some ways, as Sherlock said, they are quite friendly towards beautiful women.

Weiwei has never felt that beauty can be regarded as a weapon in front of Sherlock, and even if she is occasionally confused by the professor's face, she dare not show it too much.But in this foreign country, she felt it, and it really is a world that depends on faces.

Quite enthusiastic.

When she went to the bookstore to buy books, the owner of the bookstore was extremely enthusiastic and recommended reliable reading materials to Weiwei with gestures, explanations and a few English words. Weiwei missed a big smile and ran to the coffee shop. , I took the coffee from the handsome uncle who made the coffee with the communicative language I just learned, and began to indulge in studying and couldn't extricate myself.

After learning for a while, I chatted with the handsome uncle in the coffee shop in the newly learned language. The uncle seemed quite patient, and he kept talking.

When we went back in the afternoon, Weiwei stood in despair at the door of the room.

She climbed down today because she was too lazy to open the lock.But now, she is so forgetful that she forgot to bring tools, which means she can't unlock it and get in.

So she squatted at the door of the room pitifully waiting for her professor to come back, while sitting on the steps, not too dirty, just reading the book like this.

Until the sound of the car, until the sound of footsteps approaching.

— not the professor.