hp+ Detective---Flowing Water Life

When Haru Yuki found out about Sherlock's death, she was chatting about cosmetics with a group of ladies. Haru Yuki was wearing a long skirt with bell sleeves, a white deep V, loose hair, black eight-centimeter high heels, holding a A folding fan, she listens casually, she has never been a keen speaker.

A puppet answered the phone, and then reported in her ear, "Master, Tuman said that Mr. Sherlock fell from the Barts Hospital. Now the master has rushed over and died on the spot."

Yuki Haru stood up all of a sudden, and said to the others [Sorry, my husband's brother had an accident, I need to rush over. 】

Because some people can understand sign language, they immediately said, "You are busy, madam, we will meet again next time." After Haru Yuki left with the maid driver, he quickly turned on the TV, and there was a news report on the TV: The hypocrite Sherlock Holmes fell to his death .Notorious kidnapper Sherlock Holmes fell to his death.

Some news reported Sherlock's background insinuatingly, and every word attributed Sherlock's arrogance to his having a sister-in-law with a background comparable to the royal family (in English, it is generally called a sister, because there is no such thing as a sister-in-law).However, no news media directly reported Haru Yuki's background and experience.

Yuki Haru is not in the mood to pay attention to external public opinion at the moment. She is wearing high heels and stepping on the floor of Barts Hospital step by step. At the end of the corridor is the mortuary.

Yuki Haru took his arm from behind, and McCoff smelled like cigarettes. "Liz, don't tell mom and dad, I'll tell them myself."

Yuki Haru nodded, and looked at the mortuary with McCoff. Through the glass door, several medical staff covered the corpse with a white sheet. Yuki Haru only saw the curly hair on the corpse, and she couldn't help crying.

After the medical staff came out, they handed the document to McCoff, "Please sign here, sir. Please forgive me."

Mycroft signed the signature wordlessly, and the medical staff who were used to watching life and death said to McCoff, "Please tell us when Sherlock will be buried, and we will attend his funeral."

"Thank you."

John couldn't accept Sherlock's death. He trembled all over and couldn't even speak. Although Sherlock had a poisonous tongue, he still had good friends. On the second day after Edward came back, Mycroft decided to bury Sherlock.

【Don't you tell mom and dad?This is a big deal, Mike, you go to the country yourself, and ask the old man to see Sherlock for the last time. 】

"Liz, if Mom and Dad ask you in the future, just say that Sherlock has traveled around the world, and I will write to them in Sherlock's name."

Yuki Haru felt that McCoff's idea was too absurd. Could it be that a parent never sees a child in his whole life?It was said earlier that the elders could accept it.

But no one can change Mycroft's determination.Yuki Haru could only obey.

On a cloudy day, some of Sherlock's former colleagues and the landlady, John, the Mycroft family watched the coffin being buried.John couldn't take it, and he moved out of Baker Street.Mycroft paid the landlady's rent for ten years, and it was over.

Back home, Yukiharu went to bed early, and McCoff took Edward to the wine cellar.

"Dear Xiali, it's really a pity that you didn't attend your funeral."

Sherlock lay motionless on the folding bed.

"Uncle, you really scared me."

"Hehe," Sherlock smiled, very proud. "How is John?"

"He's about to pass out, and his whole body is shaking." Mycroft also smiled, "Edward, in the next week, you will send your uncle to his grandparents' house to bid farewell, and then send him abroad."

"Okay, Dad."

"Oh, look at her appearance, she looks so much like Alice." Yuki Haru pulled his hair uncomfortably.Edward put down the portrait, which was said to be her grandparents, and went out to visit friends. It took about a week to come back, and Didi also proved that these were indeed Elizabeth's grandparents. It was kept and hung in her own study. It is worth noting that there are no books in her own study.

The portrait commander Didi took their portraits and looked up and down the house, and then the old lady nodded in satisfaction, "Well, although the place is a little small, it's well cleaned up, I've noticed, no What a dilapidated place, it seems that your husband's financial resources are quite strong. There is no need to worry about food and clothing, and there are house elves at his beck and call, life is pretty good."

Yukiharu smiled.

"I found out, you are doing nothing at home all day, it's not good, Liz, my good granddaughter, you should find something to do."

【But, grandma, what can I do? 】

"Take up a hobby, like cooking."

[After learning, I can only stir egg liquid. 】

The old lady hates iron but not steel.

"Reading."

[I feel a little sleepy just looking at it. 】

"what can you do?"

Yuki Haru thought for a while, then shook his head.

The old lady in the portrait said to her husband, "I can't let her go on like this, it will only make her dissatisfied with life, and any boy who understands the taste of life can seduce her, after all, her husband is too busy , and the child is not often by her side."

[God, how did you come up with this place? 】

"This is my life experience, child, start with aesthetics first. Didi, find some flowers and come back, let your master learn flower arrangement first."

Yuki Haru instantly understood the mood of the chubby Victoria girl.

"How was your day? Liz, you look tired. Grandmother preached to you."

Yuki Haru hugged Mycroft's waist, buried his head in his neck, and wriggled in his arms.

"Liz, you haven't acted like a baby for a long time."

Yuki Haru raised his head and signed with McCoff [Mike, do you still need a secretary?Admit me, all right. 】

"Honey, I'm not working in the company now."

[My grandmother taught me how to arrange flowers for a day, and I didn't even remember the names of those flowers. 】Yumi Haru's expression collapsed.

"I'm talking to my grandmother."

Yuki Haru nodded.

"I'll have a chat tomorrow, shall we try a new pose tonight?"

【rogue】

Dear Edward:

The Daily Prophet published a story about a prisoner who escaped from Azkaban. Unfortunately, the guy who escaped was my mother's cousin, yes, another uncle of mine.Now, the Ministry of Magic has intensified their search of our house. Their reason is that my mother will harbor prisoners. In fact, my mother and my uncle have a bad relationship.Moreover, this prisoner is also the godfather of Scarhead, you read that right, he is the godfather appointed by Scarhead's parents, and he was arrested for betraying Scarhead's parents. melon.

My mother was worried about Potter, but at the same time wanted me to avoid the Ministry of Magic's bragging rights at our house and let me live with you for a while during the summer holidays.Greet the Marchioness and Mr. Holmes for me, and ask if they agree.

Your friend

Draco

"The two of you can live in the apartment in the city center, with Dot and Woody following." Mycroft said at the dinner table, "I agree with Big Malfoy's letter."

【what happened? 】

"The Ministry of Magic treats those Slytherins who have assets on one side and the other side. They are worried that someone will fund the heir of Slytherin." Mycroft took the newspaper and looked at Edward, "The heir of Slytherin is a half-open secret gone."

"Slytherins don't need that little money." Edward despised.

Haru Yuki grabbed Edward's hand nervously.

"Don't worry, Mom, I've been there all that time without anyone noticing."

[Some people suspect that someone has been to Victoria's school. 】

"Don't worry mom, unless we tell ourselves, no one will find out."

Yuki Haru was still worried.

"Xiaolong, here" Edward waited for Draco at the entrance of Poxin Bar. "Come here, let me introduce you to someone."

Edward took Draco to the video store next door. A little Muggle girl was listening to music. She was sitting on a high chair, swinging her legs, very relaxed.

"My sister, Victoria."

"You never said you had a sister. Hi, hello, Draco Malfoy."

"Victoria Holmes"

Edward led them out of the video store and took a taxi back to the city center.

"Just the two of us, and Woody and Dot, this is where I was born, my mother and father's wedding room." Edward took Master Platinum to visit, "This is my room, I lived in it when I was very young." We didn’t move here until we were almost one year old. Sorry Xiaolong, my mother doesn’t accept wizards very well. You know, my sister is also a wizard. She always thinks wizards are too dangerous. I can’t let you live in our house. "

"It's okay, Edward. I still have to think about how to behave better if we live together."

The two smiled at each other.

"I still have to meet Scarhead, my mother told me, you know? It sounds scary to hear that Black escaped from prison in order to find him and kill him."

"That's easy, we can go find Hermione. Hermione must know where Potter lives."

"Edward, I'll go too." Victoria said coquettishly.

"You can't go. You should go home. You are hiding from your mother when you go out today. If you go back late, your mother will be upset. Be good, don't make trouble."

Edward pushed Victoria out, and someone picked her up downstairs.

"Why don't you let your sister come with us?"

"Because people from my grandmother's family have always found various reasons to come to our house in recent days, my mother is getting annoyed to death, in fact, this is one of the reasons why you are not allowed to live in our house, who would want guests to feel that they have something A poor relative."

While talking, Edward opened the closet and gestured at Young Master Platinum with the clothes. "Wear this one, it's all new. It is said that Potter's uncle is not very friendly, so we have to pretend to be young masters from a rich family."

"Are we still pretending? Edward, we are."

The author has something to say:

This time I really have to go out, my little friend just took too long, and I haven’t finished it for two hours, so I have to continue writing, it’s gone at night, really gone.