Every day I wake up and find that my sleeping position is wrong [Comprehensive]

After the two of them had a meal, they went back in Lydia's car.

Looking around, Sherlock said aloud, "When did you paint the car?" He reached out and touched the car. There was no smell of new paint in the car. On the contrary, it looked like it had been driven for a long time.

"No paint." Lydia squeezed the steering wheel, somewhat nervous.

Sherlock naturally heard the tension in Lydia's tone, clasped his hands on his chest, "Tell me, what's going on?" After saying that, he even smiled at Lydia. expression.

Lydia took a deep breath, and then said the words very quickly, "My car is an alien."

Sherlock originally thought that the car was given by someone else. Hearing this sentence, he also felt as if his butt was on fire, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

"alien?"

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, a radio voice came from inside the car, "Hello, sir, my name is Bumblebee."

Sherlock couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the sound synthesized from different radio stations and audio.No wonder I always feel that there is something different in my home.

Probably after knowing it, I didn't feel so uncomfortable when I sat down.

Closing her eyes and thinking, Lydia saw that her father was fine, so she hurriedly accelerated the car and went home quickly.

After resting all night, Lydia woke up again in Sherlock's room.Cautiously, she wanted to stretch, but found that her father beside her was sleeping more soundly than herself. Presumably, her ability had affected her father, so Lydia cautiously got up from the bed.

After getting off the bed, Lydia immediately saw the case being sorted out on the table.Most of the cases were serial murder cases, or old cases. Some cases were very blank, with nothing marked, probably because my father found it very boring.But one of them is not so ordinary, the picture above is none other than the clown.

Lydia frowned, somewhat disgusted in her heart.Even if she was fighting Moriarty, Lydia didn't want her father to face the Joker.

Moriarty doesn't have any special abilities at least, and doesn't know anyone who has them.But the clown is different. Although he has no special ability, there are many people who know special ability!

Even if she is locked up in Asgard now, Lydia still feels nervous and scared in her heart.I'm afraid when he will come out!

not to mention……

Lydia frowned, looking at the clown in the photo, Lydia always felt that Asgard could not lock him up so easily.What's more, there is Loki over there?

After thinking for a while, Lydia put away all the reports about clowns on the table.Then I went out to prepare breakfast.

Sherlock was awakened by the aroma, opened his eyes and looked at the time, only to realize that he had slept for a long time again.After changing her clothes and coming out of the house, she saw Lydia fiddling with the dining table.On the table are freshly prepared dishes.

"Father." Seeing Sherlock, Lydia puffed up her chest subconsciously, walked to the chief seat and helped Sherlock open the chair.

Shylock was flattered by Lydia's actions, the corners of his mouth didn't have a trace of curvature, but it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

Lydia quickly cut a piece of the beef that had just been roasted, and put it on Sherlock's plate.

"Come and try." Lydia said with a smile.

Sherlock squeezed a little lemon juice on his medium-rare beef, then elegantly cut a piece and sent it to his mouth.

"Not bad," Sherlock said aloud.He glanced sideways at Lydia's plate. As usual, there was not much meat on the plate, and it was full of vegetable salads.

"Do you know why you don't grow taller?" Sherlock asked suddenly, looking at a plate of vegetables.

Lydia inserted a chopstick of vegetables and looked at Sherlock curiously.

"Because you are a partial eclipse."

Lydia showed a strange expression, and Sherlock in front of her actually said that she was a partial eclipse?Didn't he bring it?

"Eating meat will do."

"I just don't want to eat it now." Lydia said aloud: "Besides, I had already eaten a small piece when it was served just now."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Lydia poured Sherlock a glass of red wine, and just as she picked up the glass, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"It's Su Xi?" Lydia stood up and said subconsciously.

"That guy is not so patient." He would never wait so long to ring the doorbell.

Standing at the door for a moment, Lydia asked aloud, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Harry." A familiar voice came through the door.

Lydia, who heard the voice, subconsciously glanced at Sherlock who was sitting next to the table, and Sherlock seemed to feel her gaze and followed her.After meeting Lydia's flustered gaze, he took a sip from his wine glass, then picked up the napkin on his lap, wiped his mouth, and stood up from his seat.

"Open the door."

Lydia lowered her head a little decadently, and then opened the door.Harry at the door had sunglasses on his nose. After seeing the door open, he sent out the flowers first.

"Lydia!" Harry said with a smile, and just as he was about to speak again, he saw Sherlock behind Lydia.He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say what he said.

"Why are you here?" Lydia whispered.

"Don't treat me like a deaf person." Sherlock said with his hands behind his back, a little uncomfortable.

Harry said aloud: "I heard that you have rested for the last two days, so I..."

"Come in." Lydia gave Harry a hard look and interrupted him.

"It happened that we were having dinner." Sherlock didn't show any expression on his face, seeing Harry's look of anticipation, he immediately said: "However, even if we are left, you don't have a share."

The smile stopped dryly on his face, and Harry could only laugh dryly twice.

"Father." Although Lydia doesn't like Harry that much now, her father's words are a bit too heart-wrenching.

Sherlock's eyes fell on Lydia, and he sneered, "What?"

"No, nothing."

You are a father, so everything you say is right, isn't it okay? QQ

Crying and chirping.

The author has something to say: the old father and Harry actually met!

It's a bit awesome_(:з」∠)_

There will probably be four or three chapters tomorrow QAQ

I've been so busy recently! ! ! !

I can’t type QAQ during working hours, and the leader is always by my side, which makes me feel uncomfortable.