[Comprehensive British and American] Sherlock shows love everyday

"So, Moriarty's forces are plotting something in the United States recently, and you are here to investigate this situation." Located in a coffee shop in Columbia University's School of Mathematics, Alice and the newly appointed Professor Holmes sat in the corner position, ignoring all the whispers and the various gazes projected over.

Facts have proved that the "consulting detective" Sherlock Holmes is also very popular in the United States.

"Almost." Sherlock threw two candies into the cup.

"But this still doesn't explain why you came to be a professor." Alice saw the heart-scratching expression of the friend Wesley at the next table, and knew that he wanted to sign.

"Don't be stupid, I won't sign for him." Sherlock saw through the other party's mind at a glance, and poured cold water on it indifferently. "I need an official identity to come here, S.H.I.E.L.D....huh." The big detective snorted disdainfully, as a contempt for S.H.I.E.L.D.

"They're staring at you?" Alice understood.According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attitude of controlling the sky and the earth every day, how could Sherlock, who has the skill of "seeing through the age of the other party peeing his pants at a glance", not be noticed by them?Not to mention that the big detective has an older brother who is an intelligence chief in the UK.

"Hmph. They can't catch Hydra and hidden spies, and they are very familiar with this kind of thing." Sherlock, who was forced to hang the title of professor, was also very unhappy.

"What about Dr. Watson? Didn't he come with you?" The coffee shop's signature matcha cake is melt-in-your-mouth delicious.

"He's getting married." Sherlock rolled his eyes angrily. "Can you imagine? He actually told me that he needs to stay at home and prepare for that stupid wedding!" So, Dr. Watson, who was about to do something good, ruthlessly abandoned the detective.

"Wow, it's understandable." Curiously, Alice opened the webpage to check Dr. Watson's Weibo, wondering if the other party's marriage partner is Mary.

After all, the world is very different, isn't it?

"b", Sherlock childishly expressed dissatisfaction.

"Hmm, so why are you here as a professor of mathematics? I remember you have a Ph.D. in chemistry, don't you?" The detective said that he had a lot of knowledge in mathematics, but after all, his major was not the right one.

"Hmph." Sherlock snorted arrogantly, but did not answer.

"...Could it be because I'm here?" Alice's words didn't mean to be pretentious.Think about it, Dr. Watson, the father and assistant of the big detective, stayed in the UK to prepare for the wedding, and then Sherlock found a job that was not professional and appeared in front of her. "Sherlock, let's talk about it first. I won't be your babysitter." Don't worry about it, the baby won't follow you around ╭(╯^╰)╮.

"It's an assistant." Well, Sherlock really had this idea. "Alice, you like to solve cases with me." He used an affirmative sentence.

"NO".Alice shook her head, "Sherlock, I don't like jobs that put my life at risk." The safety factor of running around with the big detective is too low, and she doesn't have superpowers.

#Watson: Neither do I! #

"Alice, you like being with me." Sherlock leaned forward, trying to coax his fancy new assistant. "I can pay you a salary, and I can teach you knowledge, you are not the favorite..."

But unfortunately, Sherlock's big bad wolf's attempt to lure Little Red Riding Hood was doomed to fail. Alice ate the cake in two or three bites before Sherlock finished speaking, and then took her schoolbag. "Thanks for the hospitality, Sherlock. But it's time for me to go home."

"Alice, Alice?" Sherlock's voice was left behind.

……

"...So, I just threw him in the school cafe." Holding a shopping bag in one hand, Alice held the claw machine in the other hand and chatted with Michael.My good colleague Michael finally came out of the shadow of Frank being a villain. He has just successfully applied for a job in a well-known law firm and plans to become a lawyer formally.

"You don't like him?" Michael on the other end of the phone was still banging on something.

"You can't say that..." Alice walked into the door of the apartment and waited for the elevator to come down. "But... I'm not Dr. Watson, do you understand what I mean?" The elevator stopped on the 25th floor, but it refused to get down.

"Haha, you're worried that he doesn't take you seriously." As expected of someone planning to be a lawyer, Michael said it right.

"Almost." Alice put the shopping bag on the ground. "Anyway... I won't agree to him easily." Sherlock is a typical brat, he always obeys, and he won't go to heaven?

"Ding dong", the elevator finally arrived.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm in the elevator." It finally came.

"Bye, let's have dinner together next time." Michael smiled.

"Okay."

The elevator door opened slowly, and before Alice could get out, she discovered that the door of 2504, which had been sealed with yellow tape by the police a while ago, was actually open.

Had Hannibal's house been auctioned off?

This was Alice's first thought.

Carrying shopping bags and walking home, Alice couldn't hold back when passing by 2504, and looked inside curiously.

"Hi, Alice." A familiar figure leaned against the door and greeted her with a smile.

"Sherlock?!" The person standing in the entrance of 2504 is the detective who was thrown into the school cafe by Alice this morning! "Why are you here? This apartment belongs to Hannibal... what do you want to do?" Alice saw that there were many large and small cardboard boxes on the floor of Room 2504—Sherlock was moving.

"Well, I'm living here from today." The big detective spread his hands, "This house was auctioned off, and I bought it." He said it lightly, as if he didn't buy a haunted house, but a few in a supermarket. root carrot.

So detective, are you showing off your wealth?So Sherlock is indeed Tom Sue's standard equipment - money is free, right? ! "...I thought you were going back to London." The detective even rented the house on Baker Street for a long-term, so how could he suddenly buy an apartment in Manhattan on a whim.

"Indeed", Sherlock nodded. "By the way, I heard that people usually invite their new neighbors to dinner." He straightened his suit and looked expectant.

So you still expect me to treat you to dinner?

Alice shook her head, "Sorry, Sherlock. I don't have the habit of inviting new neighbors to dinner." Well, she invited Captain America, but the other party invited back.

"...Do you think I don't know that you have invited Barnes and Captain America to dinner?" The detective's expression was a little innocent.

"...No." Alice shrugged and lied indifferently. "I don't." Putting down the shopping bag, she wanted to open the door and go home.

"...Then, can I treat you to a meal?" The big detective flashed out of the room extremely quickly, blocking between Alice and the door. "I've already made a reservation for the French restaurant two streets away."

That French restaurant two streets away? !

Alice swallowed reluctantly.That's one of the nicest and most expensive restaurants in Manhattan.The signature dish pan-fried foie gras is available in limited quantities every day, and there is no reservation at dinner time, and there is no place at all.

"Their house's signature dish starts at seven o'clock in the evening, and it's six forty-two now." Sherlock picked up Alice's shopping bag, and then took the key from the other party's hand. "Let's go now, there's still time." The detective's voice was low. "shall we?"

……

Michael entered the report and put the phone aside. "The laboratory test report is out." He turned his body to one side.

"How is it?" A man in a pink suit was sitting on a comfortable sofa, drinking coffee leisurely.

"Positive", Michael respectfully placed the original report on the coffee table in front of the man. "Your body report shows that this fusion of parallel worlds is directly related to your abilities." He pushed two steps away and stood aside.

"Oh?" The man in the pink suit responded without much interest.

"Mr. Vincent..." Michael hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, and asked the question in his heart. "Why are we pushing Hannibal Lecter out, and the organization, why are we..." pretending to be disintegrated?

"Hehe", Vincent laughed lightly twice. "Michael, our BOSS wants to live an ordinary life..." He fiddled with the inspection report twice—

"wedowhatevershewantstodo."

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The author has something to say: Kekeke, babies, don't doubt, the text ends here.

Thank you to all the little angels who have been with the claws until today. The claws know that the writing of this article is not good, but the claws will continue to work hard. Please continue to support your stupid claws. Refill (づ￣3￣)づ╭ ?~

Next, there will be a few sweet episodes, and I will write some sweet stories about Xiao Aijiang and Juanjuan fighting wits and courage (falling in love and killing each other?)——Yes, there is nothing wrong, I drove the big light bulb Watson away .

Finally, thanks again to all the little angels, thank you for spending these two months with me, bow~~~

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