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When Watson returned to Baker Street, he still couldn't help smiling from time to time.

The woman in the evening was a tenderness he had never encountered before.The tips of Watson's ears were a little red, and when he thought of Mary's beautiful hair and her emerald eyes, he felt an unbearable itch in his heart.

Of course, all these thoughts were completely shattered the moment the door was opened.

The reason is very simple. Whoever opened the door and saw Holmes's dead face would lose his mood at all.

"I have disturbed your good humor, I suppose?" said Holmes.

Watson stood quietly where he was, patted his coat on the non-existent dust, and hung it at the door angrily.

Holmes raised his eyebrows, and followed Watson up to the second floor step by step.

"So you and that girl had a good night? What did you eat..." Holmes paused, "Steak risotto?"

Hua was so angry that he seemed to be stuck in place.

He accelerated the speed of going upstairs, just wanting to return to the room faster.

However, he forgot.Holmes had lived on the same floor with him since Annie moved in.Even, at the beginning, the two still lived in the same room because of furniture problems.

Fortunately, Holmes had already prepared the storage room next to it, packed up a large empty room, and lived in it.

Therefore, when Watson finally came to his room and turned around to see Holmes following him, he was on the verge of collapse.

"Sherlock, what are you going to do?" Watson asked in a disturbed voice.

Holmes had a calm expression on his face: "I'm just curious."

"Curiosity?" Watson asked.

Looking at the red wine stain on Watson's shirt, Holmes narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who is it this time?"

"Mary," Watson said quickly, "Is there anything else?"

Holmes shook his head.

Watson looked hopeful as if he saw hope: "Then, can I go back to my room?"

Holmes was startled. He didn't understand why Watson needed to ask him when he returned to his room.This surprised him that Watson respected his ideas in these respects.

Although, it feels weird.

"Of course," said Holmes.

Watson felt relieved, turned around and was about to open the door and go in.But he found that Holmes was still standing behind him, as if he was waiting for him to open the door, and followed him in.

"Is there anything else you can do?" he asked in a broken voice.

Holmes' eyes were a little empty. He was flipping through the information of this Mary in his memory hall, and was analyzing it.He suddenly heard Watson's voice, interrupting his thinking.

"What?" he asked.

Watson paused, and tentatively asked, "So, are you all right?"

Holmes nodded, turned and went to his own house, opened the door and walked in.

Only then did Watson relax, belatedly realizing that he and Holmes live on the same floor!That's why he followed him here and didn't leave.

Watson looked helplessly at the two doors.

Therefore, it is too slow to open the door by yourself.In the way of Sherlock Holmes?

This discovery really made Watson helpless.He shook his head, amused by his own reaction.Pushing open the door, he sat beside his bed, quietly lost in thought.

At dinner, Mary's smile was still lingering in Watson's mind.Let this man, even if he is sitting alone on the head of the bed, from time to time, he will show a knowing smile.

……

Mr. Adler stayed up all night.

He is not like his sister, who can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.Even after you've clearly screwed up your mission, you can enjoy your evening in total peace of mind.

Moriarty's arrangement was simple.

Take care of the continuous troubles that Holmes has caused him.Otherwise, simply don't appear in front of him again.

Mr. Adler's heart tightened.He knew that, early in the morning, the news would appear again in the newspapers.The ship at Pier No. [-] will definitely be the headline today.

Adler had already gone out when the sky just dawned.At the corner of the street, the newspaper seller who was just about to leave stuffed three coins.He hurriedly took a newspaper, his hands were shaking.

Front page, no.

Turned over, also no.

Mr. Adler read several pages, but couldn't find it.In the end, only a few simple descriptions were seen on a panel in one corner.

"Pier No. [-]... There is a problem with the ship, and it is under investigation." Adler swallowed, his lips trembling as he muttered.

On his back, sweat slowly fell.

However, his heart finally fell a bit.

With such a result, as far as Adler was concerned, with Irene's help, at least Moriarty wouldn't do anything.

Mr. Adler, finally walked back.A little belatedly, I lay on the bed.Obviously, he didn't feel sleepy at all during the whole dark night last night, and his heart was still very flustered.

But now, just laying his head on the pillow, he is completely asleep.

When Irene came, what she saw was Mr. Adler who was snoring loudly.This made Irene sigh helplessly, and gently leaned against the table.

Wait quietly.

It wasn't that no one under Moriarty told her about Mr. Adler's absurdities.However, Erin didn't do anything.

No matter when he was young, he was completely dragged up by his elder brother.In the first few times, when she was injured and returned home, Mr. Adler took good care of her.

Even now...

Irene narrowed her fox-like eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.She smiled gently, as if Mr. Adler's annoying actions didn't affect her at all.

"Moriarty..." Irene's lips parted slightly, and she muttered the name slowly.

When Mr. Adler woke up, he saw Irene in his room, leaning against the table, looking at the mirror and not knowing what she was doing.

"Eileen?" he said.

Irene turned her head and looked at Mr. Adler still clutching the newspaper he went out to buy early in the morning.That tense look made her feel a little funny.

"You know, you're so nervous. I just told you last night." Irene came over and took out the newspaper from Mr. Adler's hand.

What Moriarty cared about was definitely not the one or two benefits.The professor who was able to write the asteroid book must not have money in his head.

Irene struggled under Moriarty for quite a while.However, she never really understood what this gentleman wanted.

"Let's go." Irene knocked Mr. Adler on the head, "Hurry up."

There was a long time to wait for Mr. Adler to snore, though Moriarty had no urgency to see them.However, the news that was forced by Irene and only placed in the corner must not have missed Moriarty's attention.

It's best to talk about it.

"I thought you might come in the afternoon?" Moriarty wiped his mouth with a smile, and put down the silver knife and fork in his hand.

When Mr. Adler was beside Irene, he was always extremely quiet.He knows his weight, and although he doesn't know how to talk, he also understands that silence is golden.

Erin's face was very calm.She looked at Mr. Adler who was being teased, and put the newspaper he was holding tightly on Moriarty's desk and put it down.

"Speaking of which, are you going to give up on the ship at Pier No. [-]?" Irene asked.

Moriarty looked up at her, and a strange curve appeared on the corner of his lips.He didn't speak, just tapped on the table lightly, and looked at the newspaper on the table with a half smile.

It is surprising that a piece of paper can be crumpled like this.

Moriarty glanced at Mr. Adler not far away, who seemed to be shrinking himself into a ball.He didn't speak, just waved his hand.It means to let Adler leave first.

Irene watched him leave, and found a seat to sit down on her own.Waiting quietly, Moriarty spoke.

"I thought, what else do you want to say?" Moriarty raised an eyebrow.

Irene didn't sit seductively like she usually does.On the contrary, she looked serious, even holding a book in her hand, completely as if Moriarty didn't speak, and she could quietly read the sky and the earth.

Irene looked up and looked at Moriarty: "Mr. Adler, I'm not suitable for these jobs. You know that."

Moriarty threw the newspaper aside nonchalantly.

Eileen paused before continuing, "Mr. Holmes, what are you going to do?"

"So straightforward?" Moriarty looked at Irene with a smile in his eyes, as if seeing Irene like this for the first time.

Irene rolled her eyes, she was really too lazy to guess what Professor Moriarty meant.She has helped him for so long, and she has not been able to guess a few times until now.

Why spend this thought.

Moriarty stood up and walked to the desk.It was a position closer to Irene. He sat on the table and looked down at Irene.

"I think, let's see what you would do..." Moriarty rubbed his chin, as if he had found something interesting, his eyes lit up a little.

Erin shrugged and said nothing.

Just stood up, took the newspaper that was set aside, and rolled it up.Simply put it in your handbag.

Moriarty looked at Irene's back and smiled.

Nothing was said.

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