[Comprehensive] Sherlock is going to be kicked by a donkey

"why?"

"Because I'm going to college."

"anything else?"

Josie was sitting on the sofa in the room, with three opened suitcases at her feet, and a mountain of clothes on the bed. She was packing her luggage, but an unexpected visitor interrupted her movements.

"Did Adam Adrian find it?"

Sherlock walked up to Josie, bent slightly, looked into Josie's eyes, "Don't change the subject, Josie."

"I didn't change the subject." Josie also looked directly into Sherlock's eyes. "Before he was caught, America was safer for me than England."

"Impossible, he is obsessed with you, he will find you, no matter where you are."

Josie raised her head and moved closer to Sherlock, her expression made Sherlock a little unpredictable, "Then catch him before he finds me, can't you?"

"If you go to the United States, I cannot guarantee your safety."

"You never kept me safe, Sherlock," said Josie, whose broken hair brushed her cheeks, "this time I saved myself."

Sherlock straightened up, "I'm curious how you managed to save yourself."

"I persuaded Margaret McCulla, and she took me to Scotland Yard to surrender."

"Such rhetoric can only fool the sympathetic and low IQ policemen at Scotland Yard. You have something to hide from me, and it has to do with your going to the United States."

"Sherlock, I don't understand why you have such a strong desire to control me." Josie paused, "You always look at my phone, you always find my location on your own, and call me when you call me." Just go, attack my other friends, and even this time I was taken away because of you, why? Just because they thought I could be used to threaten you, Sherlock, you can't imagine how scared I was at that time, I didn't want to... ...I don't want to be a reason for someone to threaten you, so I must...I must..."

Josie didn't continue speaking, she opened her mouth slightly, she was hesitating.

"Must what? Tell me, Josie!"

"...I have to leave you, I have to become stronger," Josie's voice trembled, "Sherlock, something that ordinary people cannot understand is happening to me, and I need help."

"I can help you."

"No, you can't."

"Then tell me why not."

"Because everything that happened to me is beyond the scope of scientific understanding," Josie stood up, tiptoed slightly, and she put her hands on both sides of Sherlock's head, "I can read anyone's brain I can also put myself into other people's brains, and this ability is probably from outer space, it is an energy that we don't know and understand that made me like this, I need to go to America, I need to get Help, and you can't help me, so stop your inflated desire to control, Sherlock."

Sherlock looked at Josie in front of him. Her palms were still on the sides of his head. He could clearly feel the warmth coming from Josie's palm. He always knew that Josie was hiding something from him, and it was very It's an important thing, but he didn't expect it to be something beyond his cognition.

superpower?

Is Josie joking?

"Look, I knew you didn't believe me." Josie put her hands down and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I need proof."

"How do you think I got Margaret to bring me out of that damn place?" Josie looked at Sherlock's frown, "If you don't believe me, no, no, whether you believe it or not I, please stop meddling in my affairs, it’s not good for us, you don’t have to worry about it, but I can’t, and others will misunderstand our relationship.”

Josie still remembers what Margaret said in the blood-red basement. She said that she would use Josie to take revenge on Sherlock.Josie has always wondered why Margaret felt so confident that she could be used against Sherlock. It wasn't until Sherlock's appearance today that she woke up. Sherlock's desire to control her had already exceeded expectations. , He always likes to control everything about her, and even makes Margaret misunderstand their relationship, but only Josie knows that this is not the case.

Relying on her pampering for so many years, Sherlock treats her like his own pet, always controlling her within his sight range, interfering in all aspects of her, and she tolerates it again and again He, and now she couldn't take it anymore, and she would rather choose to leave before Sherlock learned to respect her.

"I didn't disbelieve you."

"Then let me go, Sherlock."

London Heathrow Airport is crowded with people. Tourists from all over the world land here. They are all passing by each other. No one will notice who will leave in the next moment.

In the international departure hall, Josie walked between Alan and Carly. She held their hands, just like ordinary children before leaving home.

"Stop here, there is security check behind, I can come by myself."

Carly held Josie in her arms, her eyes were rosy, "Remember to call Mom and Dad when you arrive, take good care of yourself, and call Mom if you have anything, okay?"

Josie hugged Carly back, "I see, Mom, take good care of Dad and yourself."

After Josie finished speaking, she hugged Alan as well, then turned and walked towards the security checkpoint.

Behind her are her parents who have taken care of her for nearly 17 years. They are watching her leave their side. Josie has a sore nose. Ellen and Carly are the two people she is most worried about after leaving. After she left the UK, those prisoners who had not been caught would come to retaliate, so she asked Mycroft to place agents at her parents' side as the highest level of protection three months ago, in exchange for her own The ability informed Mycroft.

Unlike Sherlock's skepticism, Mycroft believed in the fact that she had superpowers, perhaps because he, as a high-level government official and the head of an intelligence agency, had long been familiar with such things, And Sherlock has never paid attention to these in his more than 20 years of life, so he naturally has some doubts about superpowers.

After passing through the security check, Josie was about to go to the terminal when a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of her. Josie took a quick glance and guessed that it was Mycroft.

"Is there anything Mycroft wants from me? My plane is about to start boarding in 10 minutes, and I don't want to miss it."

"Mr. Holmes invites you to the VIP lounge."

Josie was stunned, "Which Mr. Holmes?"

"You'll know when you go."

Josie curled her lips, a little annoyed, "It's fine if you don't say anything, let's lead the way."

However, after entering the VIP lounge, what Josie saw was not only the expected Mycroft, but also the unexpected Agent Coulson. They were sitting on the sofa talking, and on the coffee table in front of them were There were several thick documents, and Josie had a strange feeling.

She always felt like she was being sold.

"It's been a while, Ms. Josie. I thought we were going to meet in the United States, but I came here first. I am discussing some cooperation matters with Mr. Holmes, which is about you." Agent Coulson said after seeing Josie coming in. Standing up, she handed a copy of the documents on the coffee table to Josie, "Because you are British, it is very likely that you will touch some internal confidential documents in our department in the future, and we need to confirm some related matters with the British authorities,"

Josie took the document and glanced at the text on the cover page, "Strategic Homeland Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency... Is this your new name? It's longer than the previous one."

Agent Coulson smiled. "Ah, we're trying to make some changes, too."

"It seems that you have already negotiated the terms of the transaction, and there is no need for me to do anything with this product." Josie casually flipped through a few pages of documents and joked.

"You really don't need to do anything else before you leave England," Mycroft got up from the sofa and walked to her. "Good luck in America, Josie."

Josie smiled, "Thank you, Mycroft."

Her gratitude to Mycroft is sincere. Although they have a neighbor relationship, in fact Josie is not familiar with Mycroft. Boarding schools are rarely at home, and they meet only a handful of times. For Josie, Mycroft is a more difficult person to understand than Sherlock, and Josie even thinks he is a more lonely person than Sherlock In addition to his family, the future Sherlock can also have Watson, Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade and Molly, but the future Mycroft will always be alone, and he has nothing but his family. It can also explain why Conan Doyle's Mycroft is a smarter person than Sherlock.

Josie looked down at her watch, "I have to go."

"Oh, don't worry, Miss Josie, you will follow me on a special plane to the United States." Agent Coulson said.

"What?!" Josie exclaimed, "Why didn't I tell you earlier, I even bought a plane ticket."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, "If you want to get a refund for the air ticket, I can refund it for you. It's not a big problem. Your luggage has already been transferred to the special plane you're going to take," Mycroft looked at Glancing at the time, "There is still half an hour to take off, I think you need to meet someone."

"Who?"

Mycroft motioned Josie to look behind with his eyes, and then left with Agent Coulson.

Josie turned around and saw Sherlock standing at the door. He was wearing the same shirt and trousers, and the well-tailored clothes were slim. Josie had never felt that Sherlock was so tall and slender like today. Everyone in the room After going out, they were the only ones left, but there was a somewhat delicate atmosphere between the two of them, which made Josie a little uncomfortable.

Maybe she was the only one who felt embarrassed, Josie laughed to herself, Sherlock was not someone who felt embarrassed.

"Are you here to see me off?" Josie spoke first, she wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere.

Sherlock looked at Josie. She was no longer the little girl who always followed behind him. The nearly 17-year-old Josie had lost her immature baby fat. Her delicate facial features were pleasing to the eye. She inherited her parents' tall figure. He also jumped a lot taller.

"Yes."

"I'm a bit reluctant," Josie showed a helpless smile, "When I think that I can't be the same as before, I always feel a little uncomfortable." She paused, and then asked, "You are about to graduate from college. Are you ready to do something? Continue running to the crime scene to solve the case?"

"Yes."

Josie nodded, and then the two of them fell silent again. The second hand of the clock on the wall was ticking. Occasionally, the sound of planes taking off and landing could be heard from outside the window. Josie looked down at herself stepping on the soft carpet. on tiptoe, Sherlock walked towards her.

"you……"

However, Sherlock only spoke one word and did not continue. The girl in front of him had already stepped forward and hugged him. The sudden soft and warm hug from the girl made him stiff. He felt Josie's hand in his. He patted his back lightly, and then heard the girl who buried her face in his chest say, "Take care, Sherlock, I have to go."

After Josie finished speaking, she let go, and then pushed the door and went out without looking back. Agent Coulson, who was waiting for her outside the door, left with her after she went out. Sherlock watched Josie go away silently. back view.

When will you come back?

He originally wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Josie's hug in the end.

Sherlock raised his left hand and pressed the four fingers of his right hand on his wrist. Under the fingertips was a normal pulse beating.

The only difference is that this time the beating frequency is much faster than usual.