European and American Style Liaozhai

When Steve came out of Kowalski Sweet Bakery with a large bag of bread in a daze, he couldn't help yawning secretly as he looked at the bright sunshine outside.

It was really embarrassing that he would fall asleep while waiting for the bread to come out of the oven. It must have been too slack during this period of time, and even the basic guard was gone.

This is not acceptable. As a soldier, you must not be so lazy.Thinking this way, Steve quietly revised his daily exercise plan in his mind, and decided to add at least one hour more exercise time every day from today onwards.

Yun Xiangdi didn't know what Steve was thinking. Seeing Steve yawning, he chuckled inwardly, then walked over and joked, "Steve, are you still sleepy? If you're sleepy, eat After lunch, you can go to my hotel room and take a nap, and it doesn't matter if we go to the villa later."

Take a nap in Yun's hotel room~~~

Steve's ears turned red again, he quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not sleepy anymore, Yun, let's go have lunch now."

"Okay, I found a store with very good reviews on the Internet last night. It's nearby. Let me check the exact location." Yun Xiangdi stuffed Steve with another big bag of bread in his hand, and then He took out his phone and started looking at the road map.

The shop was 200 meters away after the corner, and Yun Xiangdi and Steve had a simple lunch there, and then went back to the hotel.

When they went back this time, they tacitly took a detour and didn't take the road with the fox's pet shop.

After returning to the hotel, Yun Xiangdi put the bag of canned cat food that Huang Nan had sent into the hotel room, and the two of them took a short break before heading to the Upper East Side.

But before the two reached the villa, they were stopped by several police cars, and then they met two familiar detective partners, Sherlock and Watson.Yun Xiangdi met them at the art exhibition a month ago. They were investigating the case at the time. Yun Xiangdi thought that they should have returned to the UK at the speed at which Sherlock solved the case. Unexpectedly, the two were still staying in the United States. Seems like they're still investigating new cases.

Yun Xiangdi frowned unhappily as he watched the policeman exhale from his neighbor's villa next door.

My own home was being renovated, and it turned out that someone died in the next-door neighbor's house, which was really unlucky enough.

Steve didn't have a good impression of Sherlock and Watson, but thinking that Yun Xiangdi would live here soon, he still asked them, "What happened here?"

Watson knew that Sherlock didn't bother to answer such obvious questions. To avoid embarrassment, he immediately said, "The owner of this villa was found to have died at home unexpectedly."

"That's murder, and it's a serial murder!" Sherlock interrupted.

Watson said helplessly: "Sherlock, there is not enough evidence to be sure..."

Sherlock waved his arm and interrupted his words: "That painting is the evidence, and the way he died when he died can all be proved. Only you will think that the evidence is insufficient."

Steve didn't care about the argument between the two. When he heard that this was a serial murder case, his heart was filled with worry.There is only one house between this house and Yun Xiangdi's house, the distance is too close, it is not safe enough, who knows if the murderer will come here again.

"Yun, before the case is solved, don't come here alone." Steve instructed.

"Understood, I hired a decoration supervisor, so I didn't have to come here often." Yun Xiangdi nodded, he was not interested in the decoration site, and this time he came because the designer said that there might be some places where the original design should be changed, so that He came over to make sure in person, otherwise he wouldn't want to come and get dusted.

"Then let's go." Seeing a policeman pushing the corpse out, Steve quickly hugged Yun Xiangdi and turned around for half a circle. Although the white cloth on the corpse was tightly covered, the children were not very happy when they saw it. All right, let's get out of here quickly.

Yun Xiangdi didn't want to spend his days looking at the corpse, and was about to follow around the cordon to leave, when Sherlock got out of the cordon and stood in front of him.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Yun Xiangdi, then pointed to Yun Xiangdi's villa and said firmly, "That's your house."

Yun Xiangdi didn't answer, and directly acquiesced to the answer. He wasn't surprised that Sherlock would know about it, after all, he was so sharp-eyed.

But Steve didn't understand Sherlock's ability, he immediately hugged Yun Xiangdi's shoulders tighter, stared at Sherlock's horse face warily and asked, "How do you know?"

"What's so difficult about it." Sherlock raised his eyebrows and said, "There are only a few villas on this road. You must come here because the house is here, and only that villa is being renovated here, so the answer is obviously no. ."

Steve didn't think it was obvious. He had almost forgotten Sherlock's reasoning last time. Hearing what he said now, Steve only felt that Sherlock had something wrong with Yun Xiangdi, so he specially investigated it. Yun Xiangdi's matter, so his face turned dark immediately, and he was about to bypass Sherlock and leave with Yun Xiangdi in his arms.

Steve didn't deliberately hide his emotions. Sherlock knew what he was thinking when he saw the expression on his face. There are no pedophiles, so you don't have to worry about my evil intentions."

"Sherlock, what nonsense are you talking about again?" Watson quickly pulled Sherlock's arm away and dragged him five meters away from Steve.

"Why am I talking nonsense, this gentleman is worried that I have something wrong with this little gentleman, as an upright person, can't I justify my name?" Sherlock snorted coldly and said: "If you want me to say, this It’s better for Mr. Wei to worry about himself.”

"Sherlock, can you shut your mouth?" Watson was startled, and pulled Sherlock aside again.

Listen to what this is saying, you are not gay, nor a pedophile, nor do you have any evil intentions, so the other party is gay, a pedophile, or has evil intentions?

Sherlock, you will be beaten to death for talking like that! ! !

Sherlock obviously didn't think he would be killed. He looked at Steve with a straight face, confident in his performance.

In his opinion, this muscular man just likes the little ones around him, otherwise, how could a man hug a same-sex like this, this is not a hugging gesture between friends.

Steve didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt a little afraid to look Sherlock in the eyes.He was indeed very angry at Sherlock's words at this time, but only he himself knew that this kind of anger was not caused by being insulted, but an anger that turned from shame to anger, an anger that was seen through by others.

Steve stiffened all of a sudden, and finally realized that something seemed out of control.

Yun Xiangdi didn't know what Steve was thinking, he felt that Steve's body was a little stiff, and thought that Steve was angry because he felt insulted, so he was also a little angry.

Yun Xiangdi knew that with Steve's good nature, this level of anger would not do anything to Sherlock.He quietly grabbed a ball of dead air towards the car where the corpse was placed, kneaded it into a black mung bean-sized master in the palm of his hand, and then bounced on Sherlock's body where no one else could see it.

Sherlock's mouth really stinks, it's time for someone to clean it for him.

Watson began to apologize again, this time Yun Xiangdi directly pulled Steve away.

Watson looked at their backs, shrugged his shoulders in frustration, then pointed at Sherlock and reprimanded: "Sherlock, can't you save me some trouble one day? You are a child, and they didn't mess with you." , Why do you want to go to provoke others at all. I beg you to look at the land you are standing on, this is the United States, please save your life and go back to England?"

Hearing Watson's nagging, Sherlock raised his chin proudly, put his hands in his pockets and turned around to walk into the villa. He didn't have time to listen to such nonsense here, and there were still a lot of evidence waiting for him to collect in the villa.

Watson knew that Sherlock wouldn't listen to him at all, but he continued to press behind him, hoping that at least one or two words would get into Sherlock's ears, but before he finished, he Seeing Sherlock stumble suddenly, he fell to the ground unexpectedly in a dog-eating posture, making a heavy sound.

"Sherlock!" Watson was startled, and quickly ran over to help Sherlock up, only to see Sherlock's blood-stained face.

"God, how are you Sherlock, can you still talk?" Watson asked anxiously while taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and handing it to Sherlock.

Sherlock's eyes were red from the pain, he spat out the blood in his mouth with a "pooh", and then said vaguely: "Tongue... I bit my tongue."

"Open your mouth and let me see." Watson was in a hurry. Seeing that Sherlock spit out a mouthful of blood, his handkerchief was still red, and he was about to lick Sherlock's mouth immediately. The amount of blood was not a minor injury. ah.

Sherlock's tongue was already numb, and he also felt that he probably hadn't suffered a minor injury this time, so he vomited another mouthful of blood and obediently opened his mouth.

Watson immediately took a look, and saw that Sherlock's tongue had a big hole of three to four centimeters, and blood was constantly oozing out. Within a few seconds, Sherlock's mouth was full of blood again.

This is really not a small injury, Watson was worried, he quickly put a handkerchief into Sherlock's mouth, let him hold the wound, then pulled him up from the ground and said: "The wound is too big, it needs to be stitched up , I will take you to the hospital right now."

"N... Mmmmmmm."

Sherlock was speechless with a handkerchief in his mouth, and could only push Watson while pointing at the gate of the villa. It was obvious that he didn't want to leave.

"No, you have to go, if you don't want to die from a bleeding tongue. We can look for evidence later." Watson said resolutely, grabbing Sherlock's arm to drag him away.

After all, Watson was a soldier and had a lot of strength. Sherlock was pulled by him for a while and couldn't break free. He could only wave his arms and make a whimpering sound of resistance.

But Watson ignored him at all, and stuffed him into a police car next to him. This is not London, and there are no taxis that appear anytime and anywhere. He can only ask the police to help take Sherlock to the hospital. .

Yun Xiangdi stood at the window on the second floor of the villa, seeing Sherlock's stupid appearance of waving his hands and feet with a red handkerchief in his mouth, he couldn't help laughing.

This time, I can wash my mouth well.