Sherlock fan - Wrong

When another group of men in black broke into the door, Jasmine couldn't help lamenting the gap between Yankees and British gentlemen. Jasmine suddenly became more fond of McCoff's agents who she usually regarded as useless.

Obviously, they came for Irene Adler's mobile phone, and it felt like having a gun on Baker Street!

Jasmine caught a glimpse of Irene's mobile phone that Sherlock still placed on the table, and now it's all right, the most important thing right now is not running for her life.

Jasmine pretended to be panic-stricken, and fell down on the coffee table seemingly unintentionally, but she was actually sitting on the phone.While those idiots were searching around, she secretly stuffed her phone into her sleeve.

Jasmine got up and pretended to run away, but the agents stopped her immediately.Jasmine took advantage of the situation and retreated to the corner, next to the coat rack, pretending to be delicate, weeping loudly, and without anyone noticing, she put the mobile phone into Sherlock's second-best bathrobe pocket, which they had searched just now. There will be no doubts.

All that needs to be done now is to consume Sherlock as soon as possible.Unfortunately, when they searched through the entire 221B and couldn't find it, they immediately turned around and attacked Jasmine.The leader even grabbed Jasmine's neck and questioned her loudly.

Jasmine knew it was impossible to wait for Sherlock to come back, she would not live to see him back.It's been a long time since they reunited over there, so when will it be possible to be intimate with each other, Jasmine thought very resentfully.

The ideal way now is of course to call for help, but this seems unrealistic, but Jasmine can only put all her eggs in one basket and try her luck.

Jasmine was sobbing, crying intermittently: "I... I don't know, maybe that safe over there... Yes, there is a safe... There is a mechanism over there... No, no... I don't know the password... ..."

While drawing their attention to the safe, Jasmine secretly took out her mobile phone and called Sherlock. Unfortunately, at this moment, one of them found her, grabbed her mobile phone, threw it on the ground, The other hand grabbed Jasmine by the collar and slammed her head against the wall.

Jasmine secretly scolded Mycroft's garbage monitoring system. Are all the cameras he put in there just for decoration?Look, at this moment she thought of Mycroft, why didn't she call for him when she called for help just now?

That's right, Jasmine is betting on whether he will abandon Irene Adler and come back to rescue her because of a suspicious phone call she made. However, even sending text messages is more reliable than calling.But she doesn't!She's even kind of grateful that the idiot slammed her head against the wall without hanging up.You said she was stupid, yes!You said she was crazy, more accurate!What does it matter?At least she waited.

But what can this explain?Of course not!But at least it shows that in front of her, he has not lost the rationality that a detective should have.This was already very gratifying to Jasmine.

Molly was strapped to a stool when Sherlock broke in, and the idiots were still trying to open the safe.When Sherlock saw the big opening on Jasmine's head, he felt that it was really an eyesore, and he couldn't help feeling angry.

"Don't cry, Jasmine. The bullets are going to burst into tears, but they can't stop them. Otherwise, the world is really a gentle place."

"Mr. Holmes, you have what we want."

"Then why don't you come and ask me?" Well, an idiot is an idiot, and he hit the muzzle completely ignorant of the times.To be honest, Jasmine rarely saw Sherlock like this.

"I've been asking this person and she doesn't seem to know anything. But you understand what I want, Mr. Holmes."

"I understand very well, let your men go first."

"why"

"I hate when the other side has the upper hand, there are too many idiots in the room."

"You two go to the car and wait."

"Get in the car and drive away. Don't expect to be able to fool me. It's no use knowing who I am. Don't point a gun at me in the next step."

"Then you can point the gun at me instead"

"I have no weapons."

"Do you mind if I search you?"

"Please search carefully!"

Jasmine glanced at the spray in Sherlock's hand, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Idiot!" Sure enough, the guy who didn't know how to live or die just now was knocked unconscious on the ground.Molly located his injuries from a forensic point of view. He probably injured the carotid skull, eyes, arteries, lungs, and ribs.

"Thank you."

"You're fine, you're fine." Sherlock hurried over to untie Jasmine, "Jasmine, my god, are you okay? My god, what did they do to you?" Seeing the large bruise on her hand, Sherlock couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed .

Jasmine was stunned seeing Sherlock's overly nervous expression, and didn't answer his words in time, which frightened Sherlock even more.

Sherlock carefully inspected Jasmine's wounds, the wounds on her hands were all traumatic, nothing serious, but the cut on her forehead was still oozing blood, which looked a bit scary.

Sherlock couldn't help but feel apologetic, although he was a little annoyed that she always worked so hard on McCoff's affairs, but in the end it was because he didn't listen to McCoff's advice that it hurt her.Sherlock kissed Jasmine's forehead lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

The moment Sherlock's icy lips touched her skin, Jasmine felt an electric current flowing through her, and she trembled unknowingly, but unconsciously leaned into his arms, tightly clutching the sleeves of his coat, As if it was her whole world.

"Ah, it's okay, don't worry, it's not a serious injury, really, I'm a forensic doctor, and my professional judgment is absolutely reliable."

At this moment, Sherlock suddenly had doubts in his heart, which made him almost mistakenly think that the person who misunderstood Christmas Eve was not John, but him.Perhaps in the depths of her heart, the person she relied on the most was not McCoff but him.

"What happened?" John looked at the overturned 221B, which was like a pile of rubble, and turned pale in shock. "My God, what happened?"

"Jasmine was attacked by the Americans. I am restoring the balance of the universe. Help her go downstairs and take good care of her."

"It's okay, I'll take a look."

"I'm fine I'm fine."

"Will you tell me what's going on?"

"I'll talk about it later, please leave now."

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and called Detective Lei: "Someone in Lestrade broke into my apartment on Baker Street. Send your least annoying police officer and send an ambulance, no, no, we're all fine, No, it was the culprit. He was badly injured, with broken ribs and a shattered skull, most likely a perforated lung, and he fell out of the window."

After Lestrade arrived, he asked in amazement, "How many times has he fallen out of the window?"

"It was such a mess, Inspector, I can't count it."

Downstairs, John helped Jasmine clean up the wound carefully, and took out a stick of ointment, intending to apply it to Jasmine.Seeing Sherlock coming down, John handed the ointment to Sherlock with a wink.Sherlock felt that he was simply inexplicable, but he took it naturally.

"She has to sleep upstairs tonight, and we have to watch her."

"No she's fine," Sherlock retorted.

"You can see her if she has something to do! She has to leave Baker Street for a while, and she can stay with her mother. This is the doctor's order."

"Don't, don't! My mother saw the scar on my head and insisted on nagging me to death."

"Stop joking, John."

"She's freaking out and for god's sake it's the damn camera phone where the hell is it"

"The safest place I know." He smiled and looked at Jasmine.

"I smuggled it out in the pocket of your second-best bathrobe and they thought I was wailing!"

"Thank you." Sherlock hugged her again.

"So she's still alive, how do you feel about it?" Jasmine couldn't help asking after all, while John was looking for something to eat.

Sherlock turned his back and picked up the violin: "Happy New Year, Jasmine." His elegant back still showed the warmth just now, but Jasmine suddenly felt that he was far, far away from her.

Sherlock originally wanted to use "Auld Lang Syne" to answer her doubts, but in Jasmine's view, it was he who was answering the topic they had suddenly interrupted in the morning.What would he be willing to play for her? "friendship all way long"!Therefore, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, and don't expect answers you shouldn't expect.

It turns out that the most common New Year's song "Auld Lang Syne" has different meanings in the eyes of different people, just because that person has too many unexplainable feelings in his heart.