[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Friday Bar, 23 Northumberland Street, keep an eye on it."

Alice looked at the environment of this restaurant with a focused look.She was wearing a snow-white dress with a bun, and her big eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky.Pink lip gloss, a touch of blush, looks very energetic.

"So what are you staring at?" Alice said to Sherlock apologetically because of her distraction.

"Oh, nothing."

Sherlock's eyes looked out of the window from time to time.

"The murderer is a pervert. He enjoys the pleasure of the body." He took a sip of water and said calmly. His voice was as beautiful as a cello, which made people feel very comfortable, but the content of his words made people feel uncomfortable. Couldn't help swallowing.

"So we're not just here to eat." She fiddled with the tableware in her hand a little bored.

"What do you think."

"All right!"

Alice lowered her hair and texted. She later learned that McCoff didn't like texting very much, but... Daily texting seems to have become a habit.

"Where do you think I am now?"

-- Alice

"A western restaurant."

--MH

Alice had a bitter face, feeling that she was a bit of an idiot. She was obviously being monitored, but she foolishly asked the monitoring person what she was doing.

"Can't you leave some suspense?"

-- Alice

"what you mean?"

--MH

"Sherlock." A man in a white suit came over, holding a menu card in his hand, and greeted Sherlock.

Alice put away her phone, and couldn't help but look at the curly hair tied behind his back, unexpectedly feeling very fashionable.

"Everything on the menu is free." He smiled enthusiastically, which made Alice wonder how to respond?

She feels that normal people seem to be a little extreme, either very cold (McCoff's secretary Amy), or very enthusiastic.

In Alice's opinion, they looked more like mental patients than she did.

"Your date is also free," he said to Sherlock.

"What do you want to eat?"

"We're not a couple." Sherlock said at the same time as her.As soon as Alice said it, she regretted it, and it was so imaginative to explain something in one voice.

Apparently the gentleman in front of him didn't care about Ellie's defense, maybe he just thought that the little girl Alice was just being shy.

Girls always like to keep rejecting and being reserved to increase their worth.

"This man cleared me of murder charges."

"This is Angelo." Sherlock introduced. "Three years ago I confirmed to Lestrade that Angelo was burglary elsewhere at the time of the three egregious murders."

"He cleared my name," Mr. Angelo reiterated.

"Only a murder charge." Apparently Sherlock disagreed.

"Thanks to this man I'm out of jail." Truth be told, he said all this just to impress the lady with this cold, socially awkward freak.

"You've already been in jail." Apparently the other party continued to tear down the stage unconsciously, Angelo chose to ignore the big detective, and instead said to this beautiful and special lady, "I'll go get you those candles, let the atmosphere Be rambunctious."

"..."

Alice was speechless.

"Let's eat something first. After this point, I will probably be hungry." Sherlock put the menu in front of Alice.

Alice took a bite of the dessert, which tasted sweet but not too greasy.

"It's really delicious. Mycroft will like it."

"...He has always been unable to refuse sweets." Sherlock commented objectively.

"I think as a politician, he should have extraordinary self-control."

"He can control his toothache," Sherlock said sarcastically.

"So are you finished?"

"Forehead."

"We can go."

Alice started fiddling with her mobile phone again, and she seemed to be no longer as good as the bow-headed people.

"Just now Sherlock and I were misunderstood as a couple."

— Alice

"What do you think?"

——MH

"Uh... Sherlock has been staring at me, I won't talk to you on the phone anymore."

— Alice

Alice looked at Sherlock's dissatisfied expression, and smiled in embarrassment. She seemed to be the most careless assistant in history.