[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

Sherlock is a person who has a certain complex for old things, but he has not reached that level of paranoia, just like when he was an adult later, he held a Mr. Skeleton, and another Skeleton is also Mr. Skeleton. He is not very picky.

Like now, he knows that the ear clip is lost, maybe he can still find it a little bit, but it’s better to make a new one, since he has already made a pair of experience, it won’t take too long to make a new one .

But he walked the street twice after Ellie left, and went home after confirming that there was nothing.

Surprisingly, Mycroft, who was already at university, was at home.

"My dear brother, you are coming home very late today - we are all waiting for you for dinner," Mycroft, who was worried about Sherlock coming back too late and was about to go out to find someone himself, elongated Tone, "I thought you should at least know to inform your family why you came home late."

Sherlock couldn't understand Mycroft's pretentious tone for a long time: "First of all, I need a mobile phone. The assistant to the chancellor's secretary should have a high salary, right? Do you have the money to buy a mobile phone for your brother?"

Mycroft, whose salary was barely enough to eat as an intern, received a knowing blow in his heart.

But Mycroft won't throw in the towel :)

"Well, since my younger brother sincerely asks me to do so, I will naturally go ahead."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Xiali! Are you cheating on your brother again? You rely on your brother to spoil you—"

This is Sherlock's mother who heard the conversation between the two brothers.

Pet me, how could he spoil me?

Pet him, who told him he was my stupid brother.

Sherlock didn't know that this was the beginning of him cheating on his brother, because he didn't forget to cheat his brother every day until he became a consulting detective ten years later and had his own income.

But Mycroft already knows it's not going to be a one-time thing, it's just the beginning/bye bye

Mycroft stopped short before the brothers reached the dining room.

"What's wrong?" Sherlock was a little impatient talking about the ear clips in his heart.

"Mother's necklace is missing two pearls," said Mycroft, with mock indifference.

Sherlock was silent for half a second: "Three."

Mycroft, who knew the answer he wanted: ...

Well, three is three, I hope mom won't feel that the necklace is a bit tight and suspect that she is getting fat and pinch dad and him to lose weight together...

That was so sad.

Because when his parents lose weight, they always bring him who is inexplicably lying on the gun.

So Sherlock spent about ten minutes making the handmade ear clips, and then checked them carefully under the desk lamp. After confirming that there was no difference between this one and the previous one, he put it in his school uniform pocket with satisfaction.

After thinking about it, I feel again.

Now that I've made another one, it's still...

He took out the ear clip again, took out his tool, and was about to add another stroke.

Ellie was in a bad mood, so she didn't want to play games, and couldn't fall asleep after finishing her homework, so she turned out Sherlock's notebook.

Sherlock seems to like the work of cutting and pasting. Ellie likes to copy down topics that she doesn't know, but Sherlock just cuts and pastes them.And Sherlock still has what feels like a last-century habit of making scrapbooks.

Ellie didn't know much about it, but felt that Sherlock was particularly interested in that kind of logic, and sometimes he would tell her news about murders or robbery cases.

Ellie listens, listens and discusses occasionally, she knows that Sherlock just needs someone to respond sometimes - and he must be praised well.

Really arrogant.

Ellie suddenly laughed as she wrote and wrote.

What's the deal with Sherlock Holmes, isn't he always like that, sometimes he doesn't care that much about what other people value.

It's not the first day I'm angry.

While distracted, she finished the contents of Sherlock's notebook that day. Ellie felt that she was in a good mood, and fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.

I will tell Sherlock tomorrow, she is not angry.

Ellie went to school in such a good mood. When she got to the classroom, she found that Sherlock had arrived early as usual. After greeting the classmates, she walked to her seat.

"Hey Sherlock, did you sleep well last night?"

Sherlock: ...

I was ready to look at her sad face and then take out the ear clips, but now that she seems to be in a good mood, taking them out will not achieve the best effect?

"Thanks to you, it's okay." He took Ellie's notebook out of his schoolbag and pushed it onto Ellie's desk, "Aren't you angry now?"

"Don't be angry, forgive you." She smiled with a row of big white teeth.

Sherlock pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, you should forgive me, I accidentally lost it..."

After all the work is done, give it to her.

"Thanks to you, I turned around on that road three times yesterday—" Sherlock reached out his hand to find the ear clip from his pocket, and tossed it casually, "Here—"

Ellie caught it with her hand before she could react. The pearl on the ear clip in her hand was exactly the same as the previous one, shining with a lustrous luster.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ellie threw herself into Sherlock's arms.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sherlock, who was caught off guard, almost fell off the chair.

Sherlock: ...

(〃'▽'〃)

a little soft.

Feeling a little restless.

He started to think.

Oh.

Like, years ago Ellie asked him why his chest wasn't as hard as her dad's.

Sherlock's face: ////////

Hers, softer (灬°ω°灬)

"Huh? Why are you blushing, Sherlock?"

"You're hugging too tightly..."

>>>>>>>>

Stephen Strange also has an IQ above the average level. Although he is not as powerful as Tom, he can still satisfy Tom to some extent. With a playmate, he was directly dragged to the toy room by Stephen, and the two ran happily went aside.

The parents of both sides quickly reacted from the dumbfounded... oh no four-faced situation and read the shock in the other's eyes.

"Glad they're having fun." Roger laughed awkwardly.

Looks like a brother.

However, they tacitly avoided this topic.

Tom in the room: Wow, this brother looks like me, but his eyes are like my father's and mine are like my mother's hehehe.And the hairstyle is also different, he has little curly hair.

Stephen in the room: Wow, this brother is the son of my male god. I and my male god's son look alike, will they look like my male god in the future!

The kiwi fruit on the kiwi tree told Stephen: Yes, you have the same hair as your male god.

The adults outside the room started chatting.

Sherlock and Roger chat about recent medical advances - which are beyond Ellie's knowledge.

Women are all beautiful, and Ellie didn't do much research on this, because Sherlock's aesthetics are absolutely fine-except that the principle of wearing more clothes and being strict is not in line with the current fashion.

"Your earrings fit your face shape very well," Emma Strange praised, "I want to buy the same earrings to try."

Ellie touched her ear.

This pendant is 20 years old, who knows what Sherlock did back then.

She glanced at Sherlock.

Sherlock was chatting with Roger, but the moment Ellie looked at him, he reacted and returned a puzzled look.

Ellie smiled sweetly and couldn't hide it: "Here, he made it for me."

Emma glared at Roger: "He didn't do anything to me."

Both men noticed Emma and Ellie chatting.Sherlock lowered his head slightly reservedly, and Roger shrugged helplessly.

"Come on, I've had this pair of ear clips for 20 years," Ellie said helplessly, "I gave them to me when I was in the second year of junior high school, and he still knew how to coax me back then."

"Did you guys grow up together? Gosh that must be romantic - me and my husband and my son all read Dr. Watson's works and always thought Mr. Holmes was like that...hating love and aversion to being with other people Contact..." Emma thought of a classic line almost without thinking.

"ALONE PROTECTSME."

Solitude protects me.

Ellie froze for a moment, then looked at Sherlock.

"After all, John is writing literary works, and the more important thing is to attract the attention of readers. Probably in order to pursue more single female readers, he wrote me too unkindly..." Sherlock tried to save it.

"No no no you're like that," Ellie interrupted, "Hey let's leave him alone and let him go (leave him malone) so he feels safer."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and did not continue to explain.

Roger also found it amusing to watch.

"Women are always like that."

Sherlock neither admitted nor denied.

After a while he said, "Ellie is different."

After enjoying a pleasant dinner, the family of three went home, Tom was sent to take a bath, and Sherlock and Ellie went to see their lovely little Mary.

Mary seems to have inherited Ellie's innate optimism, and her mouth is always upturned when she opens her eyes and looks around.

"Mary has eyes exactly like yours," Ellie held Mary, who had just opened her eyes, in her arms, "I always think of you when I look at her."

She was talking about when she was trapped and alone.

Sherlock didn't speak.

Ellie turned her back and freed one hand to unbutton her shirt skirt—whether it was Tom or Mary, they should have been breastfed when they were young.

Of course Sherlock knew what Ellie was going to do.

"I don't think you need to avoid me, Ellie."

"I'm afraid you and your daughter will rob food."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "It seems that I don't have any credibility?"

"No, no, but after I came back, I found that a man who had been hungry for a year was like a jackal—I think I should take it easy."

Sherlock didn't answer, and after Ellie finished feeding, he held Mary in his arms.His eyes flicked from an indescribable place.

Ellie suffocated her laughter and said nothing.

"Well, well, I'm so happy." Ellie laughed, "I'm so happy that Mary has the same face shape as me, otherwise she would think of the female version of Sherlock Holmes-my God, I'm really worried that she will find it in the future A boyfriend."

"This is my daughter, and I can raise her for the rest of my life." Sherlock looked at his daughter's round face, perhaps because of the innate closeness between father and daughter, Mary seemed to be familiar with this person who hadn't seen much before, Lying in Sherlock's arms, smiling can bloom.

"I thought we weren't young anymore, Sherlock," Ellie watched as Mary danced and stretched her legs and kicked, touching her daughter's chubby hands, "Seriously, Sherlock, you and Strange Is there really no blood relationship? I was really taken aback when I saw Stephen - he was so much like Tom when he was a kid."

Ellie subconsciously ruled out the possibility of Sherlock going out and messing around - after all, the most basic trust.

"Instead of doubting me, you might as well suspect Mycroft or my parents have a child that Mycroft and I don't know about," Mary suddenly touched Sherlock's chin, soft and a little itchy , He looked down at the little guy, wondering if he would touch the little guy when he didn't shave and had some stubble. "Although it's a bit too coincidental, it's still possible."

"Anyway, Tom has a friend now," Ellie suddenly worried. "Hey, you think he won't bend in the end?"

Sherlock frowned: "I don't think I heard clearly... Can you say it again?"

Ellie stuck out her tongue: "After all, you met me almost at that time."

Mary giggled while touching her father's chin. Bai Shengsheng's appearance made people like him so much, and she wished to give her the world.

Sherlock is too lazy to talk to Ellie, so he might as well shake his lovely girl if he has this time.

"If you have a daughter, you forget your wife." Ellie clicked her tongue, a little emotional.

"I'll let you feel if I've forgotten you tonight."

Sherlock replied casually while shaking his daughter gently.

Ellie: ?(????ω????)?

The author has something to say: Seriously, if you don’t comment on this fat chapter, I’m really sad...

I feel so tired recently... and I feel a little uncomfortable... I don't know if I am too sensitive... In short...

Hey……

By the way, I've been thinking about opening a new hole recently...

It's hot, let's finish this article...