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

Time passed quickly as the children grew up noisy, and in the blink of an eye, Josie was already a seven-year-old pupil. As a well-behaved and obedient child with excellent grades in school, she never let Jonathan and his wife worry too much about her. worried about.

And her neighbor Sherlock, because he didn't want to go to public school like his brother, chose to complete all the middle school and high school courses at home. The Holmes couple also hired a very good tutor for him. The 12-year-old Sherlock has At the beginning, he showed his bright mind, and his interest in chemistry even extended to physics, biology and medicine. After completing the required credit courses, he began to get in touch with deeper content.

Sherlock spends more and more time on the subjects he is interested in, so he comes to Josie less and less often. The content of elementary school is too simple for Josie, and she hardly has any She has listened to the class and gets [-] points every time. Most of the time she likes to draw in the class. The drawings are all kinds of architectural drawings. She has a notebook with a leather cover that Sherlock gave on her fifth birthday. , that notebook has been filled with various architectural drawings by Josie, some of which she designed, as well as dissection drawings of other buildings. Sherlock has flipped through it before, and then looked at it with meaningful eyes Josie.

Although Sherlock didn't say anything about the contents of the notebook, Josie knew that Sherlock would no longer believe that his IQ was really that of a six or seven-year-old elementary school student.

But Josie never cared about these things. On the contrary, every time Sherlock had a question about the building, he would come to her and ask her.

Leisurely days are always very pleasant. On the first weekend after the beginning of summer, Jonathan and Holmes took Josie and Sherlock to go camping.

Why no Mycroft, you ask?

Because he went to other places to go to college, and he was basically not at home when he was not on long vacations.

This is not the first time the two families have gone camping together. They arrange such activities almost every summer and autumn, and the location is in a national park less than four hours away from home.

Even though she comes here every year, Josie still likes the scenery here, the snow-capped mountains that never melt, the crystal-clear lake at the foot of the mountains, and the long wooden bridge over the lake. Allen and Mr. Holmes always like to sit on the wooden bridge Fishing usually lasts a whole day, and Carly and Mrs. Holmes start to set up a barbecue grill at this time. Josie can smell the smell of barbecue after ten minutes, and Sherlock likes to sit in a tent or in the lake. She reads on the chair next to her, and sometimes takes Josie into the nearby forest to teach Josie about various animals and plants.

"Sherlock," Josie said, coming out of the tent and walking to the chair where Sherlock was sitting, "what are you looking at?"

"A collection of papers on handwriting recognition."

"Aren't you going for a walk in the woods?"

Sherlock raised his head and looked at Josie beside him, "I go to that grove every year, and I answer your biological knowledge every year. There are 236 kinds of plants and 178 kinds of animals that remain the same every year. There will be alien species coming in, but I don't think it's very attractive to me."

Josie scratched her head, "Oh, okay, then I'll go to the woods with Edward."

"..." Sherlock froze, "Edward? You mean the guy with the stupid long hair you knew 5 minutes ago and camped 500 meters to the right? Come on, he's a fish in the lake You can't even recognize a person of all types, and you actually go to play with him?"

"Sherlock, you can't expect everyone to be as knowledgeable as you, and I didn't know all the fish in the lake." Josie was a little angry at Sherlock's always contemptuous attitude.

She understands that Sherlock has the qualifications to be more confident and proud than others because of his extraordinary IQ and brains, but this is not an excuse for him to always look down on people. Over the years, Josie has been trying to help Sherlock alleviate such stinky problems , but it doesn't seem to work right now.

When Sherlock is no longer just a character that only exists in film and television dramas, but a real friend by her side, she really hopes to help Sherlock he may be diagnosed as a high-functioning antisocial personality in the future. The possibility of obstacles is lower. Before Watson appeared, she hoped that she could help Sherlock become more human, but to be honest, Josie had begun to feel that it might be difficult to do.

This kid is really... Smelly and poisonous.

And he was so smart, there were always various reasons why Josie couldn't help adoring him.

Sherlock didn't say anything after listening to her, but looked at her quietly. Josie felt that maybe Sherlock didn't understand why she was angry, so he was still observing her.

Facts have proved that Josie's idea is correct.

"Why are you angry?"

"...Forget it, I'm not angry now, and I don't want to play in the woods anymore," Josie turned and left, walking towards the tent, "I'm going to get some drinks, do you want some too? Sherlock."

"Black coffee, two sugars, thank you."

"I didn't bring black coffee to camp, I only have mineral water, apple juice and milk." After a pause, Josie threatened without looking back: "Don't complain about why I didn't bring black coffee, and don't complain that I always Drink apple juice, and if you don't want all three then don't drink it."

"...Mineral water, thank you."

"you are welcome."

Sure enough, when dealing with a kid like Sherlock, she must not be too talkative, otherwise she will one day become his nanny instead of a neighbor and friend.

Carly, who was preparing lunch with Mrs. Holmes at the barbecue area by the lake, saw her daughter walking towards the tent angrily, and knew that she must be angry with Sherlock again.

Children always have little awkwardness, and parents naturally need to stand up to comfort their angry daughter at this time.

Thinking of this, Carly put down the marinated beef in her hand and walked towards her daughter.

"Josie, can you help mom go to the woods to pick some wild berries that you and Sherlock picked last year? We can have some after lunch. I still remember their taste, they are so delicious."

Josie nodded, and raised the mineral water in her hand to signal, "Okay, Mom, I'll go after I bring the water to Sherlock."

"heart."

Josie put the water beside Sherlock, and before he could speak, she turned and ran into the woods. When Sherlock turned around, he was left with a back view carrying a basket.

What the hell is she mad about?

Sherlock stared at Josie's farther and farther back and couldn't figure it out. Just when he decided to think about this question later, he saw a (Sherlock thought) stupid figure appearing beside Josie.

It was the Edward that Josie had just mentioned.

"Hey, are you going into the woods?"

Josie stopped and turned her head to see that Edward was walking towards her.

"Yes, I'm going to help my mother pick some wild fruits."

"Can I join? I've never seen edible wild fruit!"

"Of course."

After getting Josie's consent, Edward showed a big smile. Edward is a ten-year-old boy, at an age that likes to show off his greatness in front of girls. He has been trying to talk to Josie, chattering, and Josie Akane also occasionally gave some responses.

This reminds Josie of Sherlock, he often talks to her like this, she doesn't need to respond to him too much, just listen to him, the strange thing is that Josie seems to be used to this, maybe it has been used to it in the past seven years Well, it seems that she always has a very generous tolerance for Sherlock - she can tolerate his bad temper, can tolerate his occasional unexpected behavior, and can also tolerate his waywardness towards her. At the age of seven, she Even takes care of 12-year-old Sherlock in many aspects of his life.

However, Josie understands that the reason she has such trust and generosity in Sherlock is not only because she knows all the plots, but also because she has regarded Sherlock as a good friend worth cherishing from the bottom of her heart after getting along with her in the past few years. friends.Different from her seven-year-old body, she is a 32-year-old mentally, so 12-year-old Sherlock is like a smart and self-willed child to her, and she always takes care of him naturally in daily life She looked at him, and she knew very well that Sherlock was a good person, and she even believed that Sherlock was a good person more confidently than Mycroft, even though Sherlock would still be diagnosed with high-functioning antisocial personality disorder in the end.

Josie stopped by a tree. She still remembered that it was the tree that she and Sherlock had picked wild berries last year. She looked up, and sure enough, the tree was full of overripe wild berries. , She roughly measured the height of the tree in her mind. Last year, Sherlock went up the tree to pick the fruit, and she followed it under the tree. Now Sherlock didn't want to come, so she had to climb the tree to pick the fruit herself.

"I can climb the tree!" Edward said confidently to Josie, who was still staring at the tree trunk and thinking about the tree climbing route.

Josie shook her head, and then asked, "Can you tell which kind of wild fruit you should pick?"

Edward froze, then shook his head, "I can't, but you can tell me which one to pick under the tree."

"But I can't see the shape of the fruit under the tree, and I can't tell which one to pick," Josie said while holding the small fruit basket on her body, "I'll just go up."

Edward was a little reconciled, he opened his mouth to speak but stopped.

Josie smiled, and comforted in another way: "Then can you help me watch under the tree? I need you to ensure my safety."

"Of course, don't worry, I will catch you if you fall!"

"Thank you." After Josie finished speaking, she quickly started to climb up the tree. The tree was not too high, and the highest place was less than three meters from the ground. Because she had seen how to climb in advance, she quickly reached the first For a bunch of wild fruits that can be picked, Josie tightly grasped the trunk with her left hand, stood on two thicker branches with her feet apart, leaned forward and stretched out her right hand to pick them.

After a while, Josie picked three or four bunches of wild fruits and put them in the fruit basket. Edward cheered her on under the tree and reminded her to be safe.

Josie was infected by Edward's excitement, and the speed of picking wild fruits in her hands was also accelerating, "Edward, if you call again, the birds on the tree will be scared away by you."

"Ah..." Edward scratched his head in embarrassment, "I, I just keep my voice down..."

"Can you help me get to the other side of the tree and see if I can step on it?" Josie asked.

Edward hurriedly responded, and then went around to the other side of the tree. Josie stood there and waited, but her eyes did not forget to continue to observe what wild fruits could be picked.

Then she saw a bunch of wild fruits emitting a faint blue light on a branch a little farther away from her. Josie thought she had misjudged her vision, so she blinked and looked again, but the blue light was still too faint to be noticed. is on.

Josie felt a little unbelievable, as if she was bewitched by something, she stretched out her right hand unconsciously to try to pick off the bunch of wild fruits, but the distance was too far for her to reach, so Josie had to step on another step forward. A thinner branch was indeed much closer. Since she couldn't touch the trunk while holding the trunk, she let go of the trunk and grabbed the branch next to her with her left hand, and then stretched out her right hand to pick the bunch of wild fruits.

Unexpectedly, besides a bunch of very small wild fruits, what she picked was a stone the size of a thumb. She put the stone in her palm, and under the sunlight, the stone emitted a faint blue light.

It turned out that the blue light I saw just now did not come from the wild fruit, but from this small stone.

She felt amazing, thinking in her heart what elements the stone contains to emit a faint blue light in the sun?

Tsk, it's better to wait and ask Sherlock, he should know, if it doesn't work, you can ask the father of the chemistry professor.

Just as she was about to put the stone into her pocket, Edward called her voice from below. It seemed that she could climb on the other side of the tree. Josie responded while trying to move her body, but at this time she was holding the stone. The palm of her hand felt as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning. Josie, who had just stepped out, froze all over, and fell straight from the tree to the ground amidst Edward's screams.

The moment her body landed on the ground, Josie clearly felt the back of her head being slammed against the exposed tree roots due to the force of gravity. The heart-wrenching pain made her lose consciousness in just a few seconds.

The last thing Josie heard was the startled birds flying out of the nest in the canopy, and Edward's cry for help and his hurried running, and then——

Then there was only endless darkness left.