[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

While the two were still relatively silent, Scotland Yard agents suddenly got up and detained the suspect.

Ellie was stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing Ellie's stupid look, Sherlock hooked his lips briefly: "Just to show you the speed of the Scottish agent... I called the police 5 minutes before I sat here, and now - 32:[-] Seconds, to be honest, if Scotland Yard has been this slow all along, I'm really worried for the security of London."

"Wait, so what's going on with this case? So why do you want to sit here in this dress again?" Ellie looked confused.

"I've reported Scotland Yard to the police a few times, it's not suitable for me to have a sense of presence, so they shouldn't notice me if I dress up in other ways, by the way, I just want to tell you that if you encounter such a boring blackmail case or It is more appropriate to ask for help in time, and the victim whose nerves stretched from head to toe actually thought that the other party would stop if he gave money—are all human beings so naive?"

He stood up and pulled his clothes, and Ellie realized that he seemed to be much taller than usual.

"Inner heightening?"

Sherlock didn't answer: "Okay, it's time for us to go."

Allie pouted: "I haven't eaten anything yet."

Her tone seemed to be coquettish.

"You didn't go out until you had eaten." Sherlock debunked her lightly.

Ellie thought it was funny, trotted a few steps to catch up with Sherlock, and took his arm.

"Hey, so when are you going to put on makeup for me?"

"When do you want to?" Sherlock replied casually.

"I can do it, but you're super busy, and I'll watch your time."

Sherlock shook his arm slightly, and after shaking Ellie's hand (?) down, he grabbed it and held it: "Then tomorrow, will I go to your house or you will come out?"

Allie thought about it.

To be honest, it seems that Sherlock has never entered her house except for the time he fell ill in elementary school.

Ah, Louis seems to really not like Sherlock very much—tsk tsk tsk, is this just from dad's intuition?

Ellie thought for a while: "How about I go to your house to find you?"

Sherlock remained silent for a long time.

Ellie felt a little guilty, feeling that she was going to refuse.

If you refuse, Sherlock, you are finished!

Sherlock: "Okay, anytime."

Thoughtful.

Tomorrow, I wonder if Thompson will be there,

At 09:30 the next day, Ellie arrived at the Sherlock Holmes house on time.

In fact, this should be her first time here. After all, her father has never allowed her to visit boys' homes. In his words, if any family takes a fancy to his precious girl, he will die.

So the reason Ellie used this day was to go to the museum.

Who knows how many times she went to the museum in a row.

Speaking of which, she would have thought that he had seen through Louis' cold eyes.

Hey, I feel guilty after all.

Holmes's house is in a villa area, and it took Ellie a little time to find it. Even though it is in the same villa area, Holmes's house looks different from other houses. Ellie can't tell the difference, but she feels that even the layout of the plants is different. They are all very beautiful.

The butler opened the door for Ellie, introduced himself softly and called him Kennedy, and then took Ellie around for a while before leading him to the study.

Ellie's cramped body dissipated when she saw Sherlock.

"You're late, it's already 42:09," Sherlock reluctantly pulled his eyes away from the microscope's eyepiece, "I thought our appointment was 30:[-]."

"I arrived at the door at 09:30, and I walked around your house after I came up." Ellie sat next to Sherlock and lay down on the table, "Hey, there is no one in your house? "

"Thompson—I mean my father is supposed to be in the lab, and my mother is doing calculations in the upstairs study, she specializes in mathematics, maybe you can talk to her," Sherlock stood up, "You go to my room Or is it here...?"

Go to Sherlock's room or let Sherlock move things out?

Ellie began to do multiple-choice questions in her mind.

"Go to your room, or...you won't have to take out all your things." Ellie looked upright.

Sherlock didn't think much of it, but after saying it, he seemed to feel that it was not good to lead the girl directly to the room, but he was never very sensitive in this regard, and he didn't seem to care about Ellie, so he didn't let go. on heart.

He pulled him up and walked to the room, and he said again and again that this was the laboratory and which was the study, and then he dragged him to the room after introducing it again.

Ellie didn't tell Sherlock that the butler had already introduced it, so she listened obediently.

The more Sherlock walked, the more uncomfortable it became. If it was a boy, Ellie would follow him into the room—he just saw the case of an ignorant girl's misstep on the news, which is not good.

No way.

Before he opened the door of his room, he stopped suddenly, leaning his back against the door of his bedroom, looking down at her slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ellie hesitated for half a second, then blinked a little.

Shouldn't the conspiracy be seen out?

Ah no, Ellie, you have to be reserved, reserved.

The ears hidden in the hair are a little red.

"You can't enter other boys' rooms in the future...you know why." Sherlock looked into her eyes, his tone was light, "I mean, after all, it's not safe, even with classmates you know well, understand?"

Ellie nodded blankly: "What about your room?"

Sherlock: "Do you want to come in?"

Ellie didn't have the nerve to nod and think about it, thinking that it would be nothing if she took a sneak peek, but she saw that Sherlock had already opened the bedroom door.

"Except for my room." Sherlock had already turned his back to her, pointing the back of his noble head at Ellie.

Allie wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't.

Sherlock's room is in a minimalist style, with black, white and gray tones, it doesn't look like a teenager's room at all.When Ellie watched the TV series, she felt that those boys were more or less figurines, but Sherlock didn't. There were miniature models of human skeletons and a computer on the desk, and four or five books were neatly placed on the bookshelves. , There was a whiteboard on the side of the desk, with a few photos pasted on it and a form drawn, and Ellie could see that this was the interpersonal relationship in the previous blackmail case.

The closet almost took up one wall, but Ellie didn't think there were many clothes. Seeing that Sherlock is either a school uniform or a shirt and suit pants all day long, but Sherlock seems to usually go to exercise by himself, so there are still some sportswear, right?

There is only one desk lamp on the bedside table, and the black metal shell looks extremely simple.

Ellie suddenly thought of a female classmate who had discussed Sherlock's frigidity in the class.Although Ellie thinks that everyone has never had sex with him, how do you know that he is cold, but...

The whole room is really cold and windy.

Sherlock dragged out a large cosmetic bag from under the desk - it should be called a cosmetic box. Ellie thinks that after finishing this professional level, she will be able to go to the Victoria's Secret fashion show tomorrow (?)

Sherlock pressed Ellie's shoulders to let people sit on his chair: "What style do you like?"

He looked at Ellie's hair, reached out to touch it, and then took out a comb from a corner of the makeup box and combed it gently.

Fortunately, I washed my hair specially yesterday...

Ellie felt that her scalp was a little numb, that crispy feeling.

His movements are really light.

"You don't know what I like." Her voice was a little low, but there was a bit of joy at the end.

Sherlock pulled Ellie's elastic from Ellie's hand directly, and tied her a drooping ponytail loosely.

"Then I'll just start..."

He was about to get his makeup primer when he frowned suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

He, he, his face was too close, she was very nervous, ahhhhhhhh why are Sherlock's eyelashes so long!Did he secretly curl his eyelashes and they are still curled up? ? ?

"Sit on my bed." Sherlock straightened up.

Ellie: Xing hint?Meow meow meow?

Isn't it too exciting for the first time?

Tight and dirty.

"Isn't that good." Ellie's tone was a little weak, feeling that the progress was too fast.

"It's a little short, and it's uncomfortable to bend over."

Sherlock pushed her shoulder.

Knowing it wouldn't be a hint of x, Ellie suppressed all the scenes in her heart that didn't match her current age, and then sat down on the side of the bed obediently, putting her hands on her knees obediently.jpg.

Sherlock pushed the bedside table out and put the box on the bedside table, took a chair and sat across from Ellie.

Only then did I take out the primer again.

Allie: ...I want to call an ambulance.

Ellie: Help.

His hands seemed a little hot, and when he helped her spread the primer, he always felt extremely gentle.Ellie held her breath, feeling that the little deer in her heart was starting to get out of control again, thumping and thumping.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have come here. It’s really terrible... Oh, help_(:зゝ∠)_

She didn't know that Sherlock was also up to no good.

Sherlock felt that he might be a little cat sick.

Otherwise, why would he subconsciously hold his breath every time he looked closely at her.

He was starting to regret letting Ellie sit on his bed.

Almost as soon as he dragged the chair to sit beside her, he wanted to push her down the next second.

She is so good.

How could she be so obedient at ordinary times.

Probably because he was thinking too much, he failed to explore the reason why he subconsciously wanted to push her down, but...

"Why are you blushing?" Sherlock was a little absent-minded, as if he noticed it suddenly.

Then I looked at the thing in my hand in the next second. What I just took was indeed a primer and not a blush. I didn’t get distracted enough to pick it up by mistake...

God, he was actually distracted... What was he thinking just now?

The author has something to say: Are you satisfied with what you see?

I tell you the next chapter I will say this too (?????????)

I saw your suggestion yesterday, and after thinking about it, Rhett should be the hero

When Stephen went to pick up Mary Sue home

Rhett stupidly thinks this is Mary's brother (?????????)

Isn't the picture great?

Finally, I said that those of you who want to read the original work will not give me a collection (▼ヘ▼#)