Every reincarnation is at the murder scene

After sending Watson away, Yue Fen started to develop new desserts according to the recipe. At this moment, the hanging bell on the door rang.

"jingle--"

Pushing the door open was a middle-aged man holding a black umbrella. His nose moved slightly, and the shop was filled with a very strong smell of toasted bread.

Instead of going directly to the front desk, the man looked around the transparent showcase, then hung the umbrella on his forearm and picked up the tray and clip.

A plate of donuts, a plate of cookies, a plate of grilled cheese...  

The desserts on display were emptied, and the counter was covered with desserts chosen by the man.

Yue Fen's eyebrows twitched slightly, this man... Forget it, anyway, he is not the one who goes to the dentist every week, so don't waste the money delivered to his door.

Without saying anything, he tore out the packing bags and wrapped them up for the men in batches.

The man raised his hand, and the younger brother behind him immediately stepped forward to take away the desserts on the table.

After swiping the card, Yue Fen felt very happy, "Welcome to visit next time."

The man didn't leave, but stood on the surface with an umbrella.

"Hello, Ms. Yue."

Yue Chuan nodded, "Hello."

"You seem to know who I am, and you are not surprised by my presence."

"Whether it's a residence or a storefront, I will do a simple background check before buying." Yue Fen boldly admitted, "The taxis on Baker Street only serve one person, and the merchants on Baker Street are even more weird, and the prices are lower than the average. They don't care if their products are profitable."

"Every resident has calluses on their hands, strong and muscular arms, and even an old lady walking a dog on the road can lift a 180-pound man with one hand."

Last week, a thief stole to Baker Street. When he escaped, he happened to bump into an old lady walking her dog. Yue Chai saw with his own eyes that the old lady stepped on an [-]cm high-heeled shoe and threw it over her shoulder with her backhand...

#No street is safer than Baker Street#

McCoff touched his nose and coughed softly, "It seems that Baker Street is really full of talents." McCoff will conduct in-depth investigations on everyone who appears in Sherlock's life. Surveillance is one aspect. , the most important thing is protection, so he replaced the whole street with his people.

Of course, his silly brother also knows this.

Seeing that the vest was exposed, Mycroft found a seat at the bar and sat down, "Then do you know who I am?"

"Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock's older brother." He handed the other party his new milk tea and asked straight to the point, "Do you want me to help you monitor Sherlock this time?"

The taste of milk is mixed with the rich aroma of black tea. This taste makes Mycroft feel very comfortable. He took a sip from the cup, "I want you to help monitor Sherlock, but now I want your milk tea more. Do you mind selling the recipe? give to me?"

"of course can."

Neither of them was a dawdler, so after negotiating the price, Mycroft signed a check to the other party on the spot.

As soon as Mycroft walked over, he took the check and split half with Sherlock.

Yue Chan: It would be great if every money was earned so easily.

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Yue Fen's dessert shop has not opened for two months. On the one hand, she often goes out with Sherlock, and the income is bleak. On the other hand, she is not interested in making desserts.

After tidying up, Yue Fen changed the dessert shop into a bookstore in this style.

Although he felt that Yue Fen's decision was too hasty, but as a friend, Watson still brought a gift to send blessings to Yue Fen.

"The opening is auspicious... But I didn't expect you to turn the dessert shop into a bookstore." Watson touched his flattened belly, and said doubtfully, "The business of the dessert shop is very good, why don't you continue to open it?" ?”

Yue Fen found a few books and handed them to Watson, "The white one without the cover is Sherlock's, and the next few books are for you and Mrs. Hudson."

"I open a dessert shop to pass the time and have fun. Now I'm tired of opening a bookstore. Maybe after two months, it will be changed to a flower shop."

Watson: "..." Okay, rich people are always so capricious.

Yue Fen gave five books, one was a knitting book, which was given to Mrs. Hudson without a doubt, the other was an original German medical book, and the other three had white covers with nothing written on them.

Watson was a little curious, "Can I see these things?"

Yue Zhao said "hmm", "You can do whatever you want."

Open a page at random, it is a photo, after seeing the painting clearly, the smile on the corner of Watson's mouth gradually froze.

"Yue Chuan, what is this?"

Where the hell did you find such bloody and disgusting pictures!

"I hacked the backstage of the Federation, and I copied and printed many suspenseful cases in it." Yue Chi took it for granted, "Sherlock should like this very much."

Watson: "..."

Can you stop saying that the federal backstage is the same as your back garden?And it was copied and printed? ! ! !

He didn't know if Sherlock Gao was unhappy, he only knew that Yue Fen jumped repeatedly on the verge of being arrested.

Worried about his friend's safety, Watson asked, "Will you be discovered if you do this? Will there be any trouble?"

Yue Fen wiped the table, arrogant and confident, "No, they won't be able to catch me in another 100 years."

Watson: "..."

After sending blessings, Watson returned to 221B with the book in his arms. Mrs. Hudson was very satisfied with the book, but Sherlock locked the door after turning two pages.

"Sherlock?"

"Don't disturb me." The door was opened, and Watson saw a long-lost smile on Sherlock's face.

"Don't bother me these few days, just deliver the food to the door."

boom--

Holding his original medical book, Watson stared blankly at the locked brown door.

All right, let's go back and study by ourselves.

This year's summer on Baker Street came earlier than usual. Following the dessert shop, milk tea cold drink shop, bookstore... Yue Fen set his mind on the hot pot restaurant again. The new shop opened, and she invited 221B to eat hot pot as usual.

Mrs. Hudson was going on a date, and Watson also made an appointment with a new girlfriend. In the end, Sherlock was the only one left to attend the appointment. Of course, Sherlock was also very busy, so he also wanted to postpone the date. All his time was given to Experiments and white papers.

"Sherlock!" Watson knocked on the door and shouted, "If you don't come out again, I will remove the door for you!"

Watson regretted giving Sherlock the white paper all at once. From the day he got the book, he never went out again!How can this work!

"Sherlock, you have to go out for me today no matter what!" Watson asked Mrs. Hudson to get a spare key, "Do you know what is the rate of sudden death in our country every year?"

The door was opened, and Sherlock's hair was messy, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and his beard was not messy. Counting the days, he hadn't shaved for several months.

"Did you just escape from disaster?!!!" Watson said disgustedly, "Also, Sherlock, have you never changed your pajamas! It's smelly!"

As soon as Sherlock opened his mouth, Watson stuffed him into the bathroom.

"I won't talk to little sloppy, go take a shower!"

Sherlock: "..."

After he came out of the shower, Watson had cleaned up the room for him, and replaced the bed and quilt with new ones.

"I'm going on a date with Ellie today, and Mrs. Hudson is also going to meet her new boyfriend, so you're the only one going to eat hot pot."

Sherlock frowned, knowing what the other party wanted to say next, Watson quickly interrupted, "You are not allowed to stay in the house anymore! You have to go out today, and I will greet Yue Chen!"

Sherlock, who was forced to go out, was unhappy. He wanted to go upstairs to get the white paper, but the windows were locked, and all the tools he could use were confiscated.

With an empty stomach, Sherlock dragged himself to the newly opened hotpot restaurant in Yuefeng.

The business of the hot pot restaurant is not bad. Every table is full of people. The soup base can be red or white.

At a glance, Sherlock knew all these people, and they were all familiar faces. The people under Mycroft were all here to monitor him... But this time there seemed to be something different, they didn't pay attention to On him, he didn't even lift his head from the bowl when he entered the door!

Seeing this scene and smelling the aroma of the food, Sherlock's mood improved a lot. He took a cup of milk tea and drank it. He looked up inadvertently and saw Sherlock standing outside the door, beckoning him to come in.

"You're here!" Handing the seasoning to Sherlock himself, Yue Chen picked up the menu and asked, "Are there any taboos? Do you eat offal?"

"I'm not a picky eater."

"Okay, then I'll have one serving of each kind of meat." With a big wave of his hand, Yue Chi ticked off each meat, "Do you eat vegetarian dishes?"

Sherlock: "Have you finished eating?"

Yue Chi: "If you can't finish eating, pack it up and take it away. You can take the rest back to Watson and Mrs. Hudson."

"Bale?"

"I can even give you pots in my shop."

Sherlock: "..."

Following the free delivery of desserts and free books, Yue Fen also contracted the service of packaged and delivered hot pot.

Next time Yue Fen runs a clothing store, will he contract all of 221B's wardrobes?

Sherlock didn't complain, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food and began to fill his stomach. The hot and fragrant food made Sherlock wash away his tiredness and come back to life.

Opening a can of cold beer for Sherlock, Yue Fen taught, "Watson said that you have never left the house with the book? Are you making alchemy in the room or hatching eggs?"

Sherlock glanced at the other party, seeing that he didn't make a big mockery for the sake of food, and stuffed himself another bite of beef.

Knowing the other party's temper, Yue Yang raised the USB flash drive in his hand, "This is another case that has not been copied before. I originally handed it over to you today, but I thought about it carefully. For your health, Better leave it."

Sherlock stopped his chopsticks and looked at the USB flash drive, "Conditions?"

"Normal daily routine."

"make a deal."

The food was not so attractive after Sherlock took over the USB flash drive. He casually ate a few mouthfuls and was ready to go back. As soon as he stood up, the explosion-proof glass of the hot pot restaurant exploded.

Yue Fen reacted extremely quickly, pulled Sherlock to the ground, and comforted and directed all the customers in the hot pot restaurant at the same time.

"It's m40! The southeast corner! Find cover and lie down."

Hearing the sound, everyone in the room got down on the ground to look for concealment, and those with weapons also pulled out weapons from their pockets.

In the next moment, the sound of wooden warehouses sounded from all directions.

Just as Sherlock wanted to look up at the situation, the glass in front of him was pierced by a bullet, and he only had time to cover the opponent's face with his hand.

The shards of glass cut several times, and blood spattered Sherlock's face.

Looking up, the other party pushed his head down again.

"Don't move." Yue Fai said softly, "It will be fine soon."

Sherlock was not displeased when his head was protected by a girl, he only held the warm USB flash drive in his bag tightly.

In less than a minute, the sound of the wooden warehouse stopped, and then Yuechen heard the customer in the store say, "You can come out, it has been resolved."

Tsk, I don't know which unlucky killer it is. It's not a good place to choose but her hot pot restaurant, and I don't know who eats here!

"I'm sorry to make this happen to everyone. Today's hot pot is all free. If you still want to stay and eat, you can change the pot and add vegetables." Yue Chen raised his voice and probed, "In return, drinks are also available!"

"Okay! Thank you, little boss! Give me another ten catties of pork belly and ten catties of spicy beef!"

Sherlock: "..."

Sure enough, Mycroft forgot to pay you wages!

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