[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Who sent this message back?Mycroft wanted to evacuate the people immediately after going back, and he couldn't even report the most basic report information clearly, which really made him a false alarm.

If his subordinates knew, they would definitely be wronged.

It was obvious that something was wrong with today's boss, and he hung up immediately without listening to him finish speaking.

It is true that Mycroft was a little restless after he came back from Shelflin, because he was too jealous of himself and unable to control the extremely dangerous Ou Luosi.

"Sherlock, your wound needs to be bandaged."

Mycroft glanced at the emergency room, and realized that Helen must be lying there, and Sherlock must have been guarding her at the door.

To be honest, this kind of treatment still made my brother Mycroft couldn't help being a little jealous.

Because he is still at the stage of being able to talk to his younger brother Sherlock, but looking at Helen's extraordinary speed, it is really impossible not to make him jealous.

Sherlock turned a deaf ear to Mycroft's words, and now he has no time to take care of this little injury on his body.

Helen's condition really worried him, and Sherlock felt that something was wrong with Helen.

This time this kind of thing, the body is second, and it can always be cured.

The key lies in psychological trauma. Sherlock has never forgotten that his girlfriend has serious psychological problems.

"Heh, Sherlock, I never knew that you wanted to learn from those goldfish and put on a show that you risk your life for love?"

The old god Mycroft stood in front of Sherlock leaning on his umbrella on the ground, taunting with a slight hook of his lips.

But this time Sherlock still didn't respond to it. To be honest, he really didn't want to deal with Mycroft who was hiding a secret that interested him.

However, Sherlock looked at the injury on his arm, and he really needed to deal with it. After all, he didn't want to become disabled.

"Mycroft, I met a girl in Sheflint, and she caught my attention."

Sherlock said to Mycroft while letting the paramedics treat his wound.

It's all because of the mysterious Sheflint, whether it's McCaw's secret, or the girl.

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Mycroft's heart skipped a beat.

It's just that his expression didn't change, and he even laughed at him and said, "Sherlock, you fell in love like a goldfish, so you also got infected with their fickleness. Did you start to change your heart so soon?"

Sherlock was not irritated by his brother when he heard the words, but raised his eyes and looked at Mycroft with an unclear expression.

"Mycroft, you are changing the subject." Sherlock gave this judgment with certainty.

"Do you know that every time you want to hide something, you will have such an expression?"

After Sherlock put on the new clothes that Mycroft brought over, he said coldly to him.

"What expression?" Mycroft asked with interest after hearing Sherlock's words, but he also lightly covered up the previous topic.

"That's it!" Sherlock personally demonstrated it to McCoff, but was deeply disgusted by McCoff.

"No, Sherlock, I can never do that."

However, Sherlock just sneered at this, and the clear disdain in his eyes fully expressed his attitude.

Mycroft's face froze, and the corners of his lips twitched: "My brother, I really want to thank you for your attention, I'm really flattered."

"Mycroft, I will find out the secret you are hiding one day."

Sherlock tidied up his clothes, walked up to Mycroft and said coldly.

However, even though Mycroft was deeply troubled by Sherlock's attitude and words, he still said calmly on the face: "Sherlock, you will be disappointed, because there is no secret at all."

Sherlock snorted softly, clearly expressing disbelief.

He turned and left to see if Helen woke up.

"Haha, Maggie, come here quickly, here!"

"Here, Maggie, come and play with me!"

"Maggie, let's stay together forever, okay? I'll only play with you from now on."

"Maggie, don't leave, Maggie woo woo woo!"

Helen was still in a coma, her face was pale, and dense sweat dripped from her forehead.

As if trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate herself, Helen's body trembled violently, her brows were tightly wrinkled, her lips trembled and she couldn't stop calling: "Maggie."

At this moment, Helen is deeply immersed in the memories of herself and Maggie. She is thinking about Maggie and their beautiful life in the past.

They are indeed best friends, best playmates, and promised each other to be together forever, but she forgot.

Helen was tormented by this heavy sense of guilt and apology, and almost witnessed Maggie's death with her own eyes. She really couldn't accept it for a while, and a huge load appeared on her body.

When Sherlock walked into the ward, he just saw Helen's appearance, and his heart sank. The bad situation he was worried about still appeared.

"Helen." Sherlock sighed, and let out the name that lingered in his heart and occupied the softest place in his heart from between his lips and teeth.

He reached out and stroked Helen's cheek lightly, it was so cold that Sherlock's brows furrowed unconsciously.

Sherlock picked up a tissue and helped Helen wipe the cold sweat off her face carefully, but more and more, Helen didn't stop sweating.

Sherlock frowned tightly. He threw the tissue and called Helen directly. He wanted to wake her up, and he couldn't let her continue to be trapped in that dream.

"Helen, Helen!" Sherlock shook Helen's shoulder vigorously, and finally woke Helen up.

"Ah!" Helen couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and the fear on her face dissipated a little when her eyes met Sherlock's.

"It's you!" Helen panted heavily, and her violently heaving chest finally calmed down gradually.

"Don't think about anything else, you just need to think about me."

With his hands resting on both sides of Helen's head, Sherlock leaned over to Helen and ordered her.

Although Sherlock didn't know that Helen remembered his childhood memories, but for Helen's understanding, even if Sherlock didn't use his reasoning ability, he still knew what Helen's mental state would be like at this time.

Those emotions such as self-blame and pain caused by other people are unnecessary, because it is not Helen's fault at all, and Sherlock doesn't like Helen to have any emotions towards others.

Helen's slender and curly eyelashes trembled, but she lowered her eyes slightly and did not answer Sherlock's words.

"Why, are you still thinking about her?"

Sherlock stretched out his fingers to gently lift Helen's chin, staring into her eyes and asked.

"Sherlock, I think of her." Helen said this to Sherlock in a low voice.

But this made Sherlock sneer: "So what?"

"So I can't think of her now."

Helen sighed, then looked at Sherlock and said quietly, "Besides, I don't have any memory about you."

Speaking of this, Sherlock couldn't help gnashing his teeth at Maggie.

"So, are you going to break up with me now?"

Sherlock sneered, and his face moved closer to Helen, the tip of his nose almost touching Helen's nose.

Sherlock's words made Helen's eyes widen: "I don't even remember how we got together, how can we say we broke up?"

Helen's words made Sherlock's complexion darker, and his teeth almost creaked: "So you are all about her now?"

"Sherlock, I must have loved you very much before."

Helen suddenly sighed at Sherlock, causing Sherlock's face to pause. This sentence caught Sherlock by surprise.

"Even now I have no memory of you, I know you are very important to me."

This sentence Helen looked directly into Sherlock's eyes and said to him seriously.

"It is. So I'm not at all worried that you won't remember."

Helen's words softened Sherlock's face, and he approached Helen with a low voice.

However, Helen turned her face away, avoiding Sherlock's subconscious kiss, making Sherlock's face a little stiff.

"But, in my memory, it was weird."

Seeing Helen trying to move her face away from him, Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly with a look of resistance.

"No, you are the one who is weird." Sherlock said coldly.

It's just that he unexpectedly didn't delve into it this time, but let go of Helen thoughtfully.

"I will only give you one night. If you don't tell me tomorrow, I will find out the answer myself."

Sherlock whispered these words in Helen's ear before going out.

Hearing Sherlock walked out and closed the door, Helen breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed to relax.

Her eyes were always open and did not close. When she closed her eyes, she was full of Maggie's figure.

Whether it was the one when she was a child or the one who grew up, although Maggie did change later, in the bottom of Helen's heart, she was always the little girl she played with back then.

However, she was buried in a sea of ​​flames right in front of her eyes, and Maggie did it on purpose.

Indeed, Maggie was still selfish in the end, and she wanted to make Helen remember her forever and never forget her in this way.

The nasty bad girl!Helen sat up and hugged herself tightly and began to cry. Later, the crying she had been suppressing could no longer be suppressed and became louder and louder.

Sherlock has been standing outside the door, he has not left.

Hearing Helen's cry in the room, Sherlock's eyes darkened.Just allow you to cry for her this time.