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

Josie and Mycroft were still talking about the youngest Holmes sister in the study upstairs when the voices of the Holmes couple returned from shopping in the supermarket downstairs.

"So now everyone thinks she's dead, so why does Sherlock seem to have forgotten her?"

"He didn't forget," Mycroft's eyes still stayed on the photo on the bookcase, "he just chose to rewrite it. That photo has been there for many years. Although Sherlock doesn't come into this room often room, but he never once paid attention to the picture."

Josie followed Mycroft's gaze, "The little girl above is Olos?"

"Ah."

"Where is she locked up by you now?"

"A very safe place, no one can get in, and she can't get out."

"Sherinford?" Josie raised an eyebrow, and Mycroft turned his gaze to her face, and was silent for a while.

"It seems that you have heard a lot from me."

"You are so cruel to uncle and aunt by doing this," Qiao Qian sighed, "Before uncle and aunt come up, I have one last question, who is the red beard?"

"It's none of my business, it's Sherlock's business, Josie." Mycroft replied, the footsteps outside the door were getting closer, and he also stood up from the sofa.

When Josie saw Mycroft stand up, she also stood up. The door of the study was opened, and Mr. Holmes walked in. When he saw Josie standing next to Mycroft, he froze for a moment. After realizing it, he stepped forward and hugged Josie, "It's been a long time since I saw you, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm fine." Josie tried her best to appear sad but strong, and Mycroft watched from the side, with a smile in his eyes that couldn't be restrained.

"I'm sorry, Josie, that..." Mr. Holmes paused, and decided to change the subject, "Your auntie made small cakes downstairs, would you like to go down and eat some?"

Josie shook her head, "No, I won't eat, just leave it to Mycroft, I'll go back first."

After saying goodbye to the Holmes family, Josie returned to her home, but the way she lowered her head in thought all the way made Alan and Carly think again, so she had to deal with it casually and then returned to her room.

Josie sat with her knees hugged at the computer desk, and after much hesitation, she picked up her phone and sent a text message to Mycroft.

"Can I see her?" - JJ

Mycroft's text message was answered quickly.

"Yes." - MH

Josie was a little surprised by Mycroft's straightforward answer. She thought she would need to spend more time begging him.

"What's the condition?" - JJ

"Help me pay attention to the changes in Sherlock's mental state, and then contact me at any time." -MH Josie scratched her cheek that was scratched by the broken hair, and then quickly typed two letters on the phone with her fingers.

"OK." - JJ

When Mycroft took Josie and landed in Sherinford by helicopter, Sherlock hadn't contacted Josie for a month.

The helicopter landed on a helipad on the edge of the cliff. Below the cliff was the rough sea. The sea breeze was mixed with salty water vapor. Josie got off the helicopter and patted her face with her hands. She took out her mobile phone Glancing at the time, he followed Mycroft into this mysterious and strong prison.

"You only have 5 minutes. Surveillance video will record your conversation during the whole process." Mycroft entered the depths of Sherringford unimpeded all the way, and Josie couldn't help complaining about Mycroft in her heart. The skill of brushing the face is never tired.

"Only five minutes?"

Mycroft stopped and glanced back at Josie, who was following behind him. The latter continued, "Five minutes is too short. How can five minutes be enough for women to talk about family matters?"

"It's dangerous to be in front of Olos for 5 minutes with your IQ."

"..." Qiao Qian opened her mouth and didn't know how to refute it. It hurts so much to be despised so nakedly for IQ, "Well, if you watch the surveillance video, if anything goes wrong, let me Just come out right away, okay?"

Mycroft didn't answer, but turned around and continued walking. Josie took it as his acquiescence, and tried to get some other information from Mycroft, "Does she know me?"

"She knows everyone," Mycroft signaled the guard to open the elevator door, and then let Josie go in. "She's very smart. If you don't want to be controlled by her, get out early."

Josie nodded, "But I think maybe you can explain to me after I come up, why did you think of Moriarty when you thought of Olos in your study last time?"

Josie's words made the indifferent Mycroft look surprised. He seemed to want to ask something more, but the elevator door was slowly closing at this moment. With a smile on his face, his heart became heavier as the elevator sank.

I hope things are not as bad as she thought.

The elevator finally stopped, and the door slowly opened. What appeared in front of Josie was a huge and empty room separated by strong glass. A long-haired woman in white pajamas was sitting on the other side of the glass. Facing Josie, the warning on the glass reminded everyone who came here that the woman in the glass was an extremely dangerous person, and they needed to keep a certain safe distance from her.

Josie took a few steps forward, and finally stopped one meter away from the glass. The light inside the glass also lit up as her footsteps stopped. She raised her eyes and glanced at the surveillance camera in the upper left corner. Knowing that Mycroft was sitting in a room upstairs watching every move here, "Hi, I'm Josie Jonathan."

The black curly-haired woman in the glass turned her head slowly after hearing the voice, her cold eyes moved after seeing Josie, then stood up and walked towards her, "I know you, you are the little baby who lives next door. "

Josie froze for a moment, remembering that she was still a one or two-year-old infant when Olos disappeared, so she replied, "Yes, I am."

"Whose girlfriend are you? Mycroft?" The black-haired woman paused for a moment before vetoing her own words, "Oh, no, of course you are not Mycroft's girlfriend, you are Sherlock's." friend."

"Yes, it's me."

"Mycroft agreed to let you come and see me. He told you about me, but it was conditional, right? What was his condition? Was it something you would find difficult to do? For example, Watching Sherlock as your girlfriend?" Olos' eyes looked deeper under the white light, but there was no emotion in them, "Why did you agree so willingly? Tell me why ? I can help you because you love Sherlock too much?"

Josie frowned. She could finally understand Mycroft's words now. If it wasn't for her ability to read minds, maybe her thoughts and words would be led by the nose by the person in front of her. One sentence of dialogue, the initiative between the two people and the control of the topic are already in the hands of Olos.

Josie did not answer a series of questions from Oulos, but directly said to her, "I can read your heart, Oulos, you don't need to brainwash me."

The woman behind the glass was stunned, but it was only for a moment, then she laughed, and even her eyes that were stagnant were a little angry, "It's so interesting, you are so interesting, Sherlock must like you very much Well, does he enjoy playing with you?"

Josie read a flash of childhood memories in Oluosi's brain. A little girl was chasing after her brother and said that she wanted to play with him, "We are all adults, and we usually don't play childhood games together. time game."

Olos took a few steps forward, put her forehead against the glass and looked at Josie outside the glass, "You can really read what I'm thinking."

"Hmm." Josie nodded.

"I really like your ability, why do you have this ability?"

Josie thought for a while, then sat down where she was, and Olos in the glass also sat down on the ground with her, before Josie said: "It was one year when I was a child, I was with my parents, and Sherlock and Your parents went on a picnic together, and I ran to the woods with a little boy named Edward to pick wild berries, and I picked up a meteorite that glowed blue from a tree," Josie bowed her head and put herself around her neck He took out the meteorite necklace on his head, "Here, this is it. When I held it in the palm of my hand, I felt like I was electrocuted, and then I fell off the tree. After waking up, I had I lost this ability, actually I don’t know why, no one can explain, but a god from Asgard outside the earth told me that this meteorite has the remnants of his brother’s mana, and his brother is from the Nordic mythology The god of pranks, I think it might be because he accidentally dropped it on the earth during one of his pranks."

"god?"

"Didn't Mycroft tell you about S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"I know."

Josie was puzzled, "How do you know?"

"I can read the news, and I often help Mycroft with his little troubles."

Speaking of which, Josie can understand the general idea, probably because Mycroft often borrows Olos' high IQ.

"Why did you meet Moriarty?"

Mycroft, who was sitting in front of the monitor, sank in his heart. Josie's slightly angry voice came through the headset in Josie's right ear, "Josie, come out now!"

Josie took off the headset directly, ignoring Mycroft's voice, but looked straight at Olos behind the glass, "Why?"

"Moriarty was my Christmas present."

Oluosi's eyes were as cold as a pool of stagnant water. Even Josie couldn't capture useful information in her mind. The empty space suddenly became terribly quiet. Josie stood up and patted the bottom of her pants. Dust of existence, "Nice to meet you today..."

"I answered your question, you haven't answered my question yet."

Josie was stunned by Oulos' words. She looked at the person sitting on the ground inside the glass, "What question do you want to ask me?"

"Have you ever had sex?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Why not?"

"How do you know you haven't?"

"because……"

"Stop!" Thinking that Mycroft was still sitting on the other side of the monitor, even if she knew that Olos' asking this question was very suitable for her snake-like personality, she was not thick-skinned enough to let others put her private life in the dark. Josie, who said it without concealing it, still called a stop in time and interrupted Oluosi, "Stop, stop, I don't want to hear it, you don't need to say it,"

"Why don't you let me go on? Are you ashamed? Because Mycroft is listening?"

Qiao Qian held her forehead helplessly, feeling powerless, and finally chose to ignore Oulos' words, "I'll come to see you again when I have a chance, I'll go first, goodbye."

Josie, who took the elevator back upstairs, saw Mycroft standing outside the elevator door as soon as she got out.

"6 minutes and 42 seconds."

"I'm not brainwashed by her."

"That's because she doesn't want to at all, she's driving you out," Mycroft led Josie towards the exit, "From the moment you go in and open your mouth, she knows that you are a thin-skinned person, and you are even embarrassed. Talk about your sex life in front of outsiders."

Josie blinked, trying to digest Mycroft's words, "What are you talking about? You're talking like you'd talk about your sex life in front of other people, oh no, you have sex? I started I thought you Holmes children were frigid."

Mycroft, who was walking ahead, paused and said without looking back, "I will tell Sherlock."

"...No, what kind of genes do your Sherlock Holmes children have? I think your uncles and aunts are quite normal. Why do you seem to have inherited a pseudogene when you come here?"

The author has something to say: The small theater——

Mycroft: Brother, you are said to be frigid.

Sherlock: Hmm... (Honey contemplates)

Josie: I didn't say anything