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

After exchanging phone numbers, Luca often sent short messages to Josie. At the beginning, the content was still some questions about learning or design drafts. From the conversation, Josie could see that Luca was indeed a very good person. An excellent boy with excellent academic performance and self-motivated, and he does not have the frizzy temper of a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, so the two naturally began to chat about some more personal topics, such as hobbies, family situation, etc. Wait, by the time of the summer vacation, Josie and Luca have become good friends.

On the first day of the summer vacation, Josie and Luca made an appointment to go to the British Museum to visit the new round of European Medieval Architecture Exhibition. Josie woke up early and arrived at the station before the first bus, but there was no I thought of meeting Sherlock at the station who said last night that he would do an experiment at home today.

"Sherlock?" Josie was surprised, "Why are you here?"

"Ah, what a coincidence, I'm going to find Mycroft in London." Sherlock was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, playing with his mobile phone.

Josie pointed to the mobile phone in Sherlock's hand, and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you text or call him directly?"

"... There are some things that I have to personally determine."

"You paused, you're lying, Sherlock." Josie rarely caught Sherlock's loopholes, and at the same time was curious about what made Sherlock lie to her.

"No, I didn't lie, I really want to confirm one thing, and at the same time go to Mycroft." Sherlock looked at Josie in front of him. The girl was slightly dressed up today, wearing a dark blue dress and White lace-up casual shoes, carrying a white shoulder bag, blond hair shawl, it looks like a curling iron has been used to curl the ends of the hair, although there is no makeup on the face, but it can be seen that lipstick is worn, because the color of the lips is more lustrous than usual Moisturized and plump.

Sherlock's words made Josie even more puzzled, "What is so important, you can still ask your big Buddha to go to London to find Mycroft in person."

"Do you know Freud?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"Freud used the relationship between Prince Oedipus and his mother in Greek mythology to describe the Oedipus plot. Although there is no scientific basis, the Oedipus behavior is real." Sherlock looked at Josie, Speak this nonsense at the usual rapid pace.

"What are you talking about?" Josie looked confused, what happened to Sherlock today?Was he trying to say that he or Mycroft had an Oedipus affair?It's funny just thinking about it, isn't it?

However, Sherlock ignored Josie's question and directly changed the subject, "Do you need to take the bus back with me tonight?"

"Okay, but I might be in the British Museum all day today, what time do you plan to come back?"

"Before the rush hour, at four o'clock, I will meet you at the British Museum at three o'clock."

Josie nodded, "Okay, call me when you arrive."

The bus arrived on time. After getting on the bus, Josie habitually walked to the second-to-last row by the window and sat down. Sherlock got on the bus after her, and sat next to her after she sat down. Josie put the bag on her lap, opened the zipper and took out the rice ball she made in the morning and handed it to Sherlock. According to her experience of getting along with Sherlock for so many years, if she usually goes out so early, Sherlock must have not eaten breakfast.

Sure enough, Sherlock took the rice ball from Josie's hand, opened the plastic wrap deftly, and finished eating it in a short while. Then he crumpled the plastic wrap and handed it back to Josie. Josie didn't say anything, as if It became a habit, took the plastic wrap from Sherlock and put it into the small garbage bag prepared in advance in the bag, then handed the water bottle in his hand to Sherlock, and said as he handed it back: "You put your head upside down. Drink it, don't talk directly to your mouth."

After eating and drinking, Sherlock took out his phone and started to fiddle with it. Josie glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, but couldn't see the content on the screen clearly. She could only see Sherlock's fingers typing quickly, so she simply gave up peeking at Xia Locke's phone. Locke was typing something with his mobile phone, tilted his head back and closed his eyes, and decided to sleep until he got out of the car before waking up.

When the bus arrived at the stop, Josie was still asleep, and it was Sherlock who woke her up. After they got off the bus, they said goodbye and went to their respective destinations.

Sherlock came to London today to find Mycroft, as he said, at least that was one of the reasons.After saying goodbye to Josie, he went straight to Mycroft's office.

"Sir, your brother Sherlock is outside the door now, he said he came to see you." Mycroft's assistant knocked on the door of his office.

"Let him in."

Led by his assistant, Sherlock walked into Mycroft's office. This was the first time Sherlock had been in Mycroft's office after he was promoted. The whole room was decorated in a very retro style. His brother was sitting at the Behind the large desk, she watched him approach with a smile on her face.

After bringing Sherlock into the office, the assistant tactfully went out and closed the door, leaving the space for the Holmes brothers.

"Stop using your stupid surveillance on me." Sherlock cut to the chase, throwing the phone in front of Mycroft.

"Take it easy, Sherlock, this phone is a Christmas present from your mother. If you break it, it will definitely make your mother angry." Mycroft picked up the phone that Sherlock had thrown in front of him, carefully After checking to make sure there was nothing damaged, he reached out and handed it back to Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at the mobile phone that Mycroft handed back, and didn't reach out to pick it up, but continued to say in an unfriendly tone: "It's not sure who made Mom angry."

Seeing that Sherlock hadn't taken the phone back from his hand for a long time, Mycroft had no choice but to put the phone on the desk table, and then leaned back on the soft office chair in a relaxed posture, "If it wasn't because you were confirmed Because of High Functioning Antisocial Personality Disorder, I won't be using agents to spy on you."

"There are a lot of people with high functioning antisocial personality disorder in this world..."

"But not every high-functioning sociopath has a high IQ and a great interest in crime scenes like you," Mycroft interrupted Sherlock directly, "because you have been obsessed with crime scenes several times since you started to be addicted to crime scenes. If you are suspected of being a murderer, I am qualified to use some small measures to prevent you from becoming a criminal."

Sherlock sneered, "I never thought you could stop me from doing anything I wanted."

"No, I can," Mycroft looked at his younger brother with a smile, "I don't think Josie would want you to be like that, Sherlock."

"It's none of her business."

"You didn't come to London today just to find me, did you?" Mycroft tapped the handle of the chair lightly, "Josie is going on a date with a male friend she knows today, so you are here to follow her , I don't know when my younger brother will be bothered by a girl's silly little puberty, oh, that's not right, you have been influenced by Josie's actions since you were a child—since Redbeard died ?”

"She's so stupid." Sherlock stared at Mycroft, gray-blue eyes as still as water.

"You're right, her male friend is a goldfish with an Oedipus plot and violent tendencies... Oh, Sherlock, don't look at me like that, you hacked through her text messages yourself, didn't you?"

Sherlock didn't speak, he took back the mobile phone on the table and put it in his trouser pocket, then turned his head and left.

"Remember to say hello to Mom and Dad for me, Sherlock." Mycroft looked at the back of Sherlock leaving, and withdrew the smile that was originally facing Sherlock, his brain was running fast, thinking about the next plan for monitoring Sherlock .

Sometimes it is really a headache to have a wayward younger brother.

Josie walked to the British Museum after saying goodbye to Sherlock. When she arrived, Luca was already standing at the door waiting for her. Luca, who saw her figure from a distance, waved to her very enthusiastically.

"Sorry, have you been waiting long?" Josie thought she was early enough, but she didn't expect Luka to arrive earlier.

"You can't make the lady wait." Luca smiled disapprovingly.

Because today I got along with him with the purpose of getting a better understanding of what kind of person Luka is, Josie began to read his heart when she saw Luka, at least she can be sure that Luka said that Ms. The words of waiting come from the heart.

The process of visiting the exhibition was very smooth, because today was the first day of the holiday, and there were more people in the museum than usual. Luca was indeed very considerate to her. At the same time, as Luca who was also interested in architecture, it was rare for Josie to I have found a companion who can have a common topic when viewing the exhibition.

only……

Josie always felt that something was weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Luka glanced at his watch. It was already twelve o'clock at noon. He looked at Josie beside him who was reading the introduction of cultural relics with great interest, and asked, "It's already lunch time, what do you need to buy?" ?"

"Oh, no, I don't need it. I brought homemade rice balls." Josie pointed to her backpack.

Luca was surprised, "Is it that kind of Japanese food? Did you make it yourself?"

"Right." Josie nodded.

"You are amazing. My mother often cooks, and the food she makes is delicious." Luca pointed to the tourist rest area after speaking, "Go there and eat something and wait for me. I'll buy a bottle of water."

Josie said hello, and was about to ask Luka if she wanted to eat together, but remembered that she only made two rice balls this morning, one of which was eaten by Sherlock, so she had to say to Luka apologetically, "I'm sorry , I originally made two rice balls today, but the other one has already been eaten by my friend."

Luka was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was Josie's illusion, she felt that Luka's originally gentle face was a little gloomy, "It's okay, I can go buy something else."

[Who bi——eat it? !It must be a man like my damn father, I'm so annoyed that I can't eat the food made by Josie!Qiao Qian’s attitude towards me is still so alienated, she really wants to go home and talk to her mother, she will definitely not forget to prepare lunch for me, Qiao Qian really can’t take the place of my mother, ah no, she’s still very irritable, she really wants to hit someone ...] Luka was walking towards the vending machine, Josie stared at his back in surprise, and couldn't believe what she heard just now, the inner activities of the gentle Luka were completely different.

She stared fixedly at the direction where Luca was, observing his every move motionlessly. She finally realized what the strange feeling she had been feeling just now was. After chatting with her non-stop, as well as the text messages he sent in the past, all the topics seemed to be related to his mother.

His mother is very gentle.

His mother is good at cooking.

His mother would hug him many times a day and kiss him at bedtime.

He likes to stay with his mother to read books and rest.

He also likes to finish a painting with his mom.

He also said just now that she is different from other girls, she is more mature and gentle, much like his mother.

The more Josie thought about it, the more frightened she felt, and she didn't realize that the bento box in her hand was about to fall.

It wasn't until a hand stretched out from behind Josie and firmly caught the bento box that had slipped from her hand that Josie recovered from the shock. She looked at the hand holding her bento box in surprise, Looking back along the arm of that hand, Sherlock was bending over, with half of his body sticking to her back, and the side face was on her left, and she could almost stick to it as soon as she turned her head.

"You, why are you here?"

Sherlock's gray-blue eyes looked straight at Luca who was buying water in front of a vending machine not far ahead, "As I said, he has an Oedipus complex."

"What, what?" Josie was a little unaccustomed to Sherlock who was so close. The distance between them was almost an inch away. She could already see the light-colored down on Sherlock's cheeks, and his indifferent gray-blue pair. colored eyes.

Sherlock stuffed the bento box back into Josie's hand, straightened up, rolled his long legs forward, and sat on the seat next to Josie, "I said he has an Oedipus complex, and to a certain extent Prone to violence."

Josie followed his gaze and saw Luka punching the vending machine. She could even hear Luka cursing in his heart.

[I bi——what kind of broken machine is this!Depend on!Why don't you give me a bottle of water? !Why can't everything go my way! 】The people standing beside him looked at him with contemptuous expressions.

"I didn't realize it..." Josie lowered her eyes and looked at the bento box in her hand and said to herself, "That's right, I haven't seen him many times, and I haven't read his heart before. Most of the time, I rely on How can it be so easy to know what kind of person the other party is when you contact me by text message..."

Sherlock looked sideways at Josie, who was bowing her head, and then stood up, "Let's go, it's time to go home."

Standing up, Sherlock was much taller than her, which forced Josie to raise her head and talk to him, "It's only past twelve o'clock...", but Sherlock's indifferent eyes stared at her a little tremblingly, "Forget it, Let's go, I'm not in the mood to visit."

Before Josie left, she glanced at Luka who was still yelling violently in front of the vending machine. Listening to his heart, Josie already knew the reason why he suddenly became irritable. He was rejected by a girl who looked like his mother, even if it wasn't a confession, it was just a daily trivial matter, which had already offended his sensitive and sick nerves, plus a vending machine that was so easy to use was not smooth to use, Luca's irritable temper is like volcanic lava finding the crater and erupting all at once.

Looking at it now, I have never heard of Luka having disputes with others in a ball game, probably because the level of their school basketball team is really as Melissa said-very good, at least beyond junior high school The level of life, so that they can win the game so smoothly and easily without Luka losing his temper.

but……

"How did you know he has Oedipus and violent tendencies?" Josie caught up with Sherlock.

"I saw your phone last time."

Josie's eyes widened, "When did you take my phone?!"

"I didn't take it. There are many ways to remotely check the SMS content of your mobile phone. When I did the experiment one by one, you happened to be next door, so I used your mobile phone as the experimental subject."

"Sherlock! Are you kidding? What's the difference between you and spying on me? Such behavior is illegal."

Sherlock curled his lips. "Oh, I thought Mycroft told you already."

"say what?"

"I've been diagnosed with High Functioning Antisocial Personality Disorder."

Sherlock's words calmed down Josie, who was in a rage, and her heart sank when she originally wanted to talk to Sherlock.

Maybe it's because it's been too long since she traveled to this world, so long that Josie has almost forgotten that she was just a bystander in this world, but now——after Sherlock told her the news, she really realized it. Feel your identity being transformed.

She is no longer a bystander, she is already a participant, and Sherlock Holmes is standing beside her.

"When did this happen?"

Josie's calm tone made Sherlock feel a little strange. He turned his head to look at the 14-year-old girl who had just reached his chest, and then answered——

"Two months ago."