Sherlock fan - Wrong

The next day, Molly went to Baker Street to visit Sherlock who left early last night.As soon as they entered Baker Street, Jasmine could smell the strong smell of alcohol, and both of them couldn't help being a little embarrassed.Since Sherlock used cocaine at Mycroft's once a few months ago, he has restrained himself from using drug thinking, of course under Mycroft's supervision.

Molly removed his glass: "Did you become an alcoholic when you came back from Baskerville? That's not good. Mycroft didn't tell you?"

Only then did Sherlock look up at her, and smiled maliciously: "Mycroft has so many things to do every day, he can't even take care of his new marriage, and he went on a business trip overnight, so why bother with me? It's my sister-in-law's trouble."

Jasmine couldn't help blushing.In fact, Mycroft was not so busy that he had to rush all night. Since he saw that scene in the backyard of the Fuji family that day, he felt suspicious and embarrassed. With this excuse, he naturally didn't go home last night.And Jasmine was even more happy to have a leisurely time, but it was embarrassing for him to bring it to the stage and say it so abruptly.

Sherlock looked at her amusedly, his heart filled with the pleasure of mischief.In fact, he chose to drink not to help his thinking like taking drugs, but to slow down his thinking speed, because recently there are too many inexplicable things that make him clueless, these things are beyond the scope of his understanding, and Apparently he wasn't happy to exploit it, as Mycroft wanted.

Jasmine really didn't want to play tricks with him here, her mouth was not as vicious as his, and her skin was not as thick as his.She got up and poured him a cup of hot milk, and went to make him breakfast.I haven't set foot on Baker Street for half a year, and everything seems to be the same, but things have changed.

When he came back, he found that Sherlock had fallen asleep, so he found a blanket to cover him.She was on her way to the supermarket when she caught a glimpse of someone behind her.Hmph, it was quick, luckily she drugged Sherlock just in time.

Jasmine pretended not to notice, and turned around the corner. Sure enough, the man quickly walked behind her and gave her a needle in the neck.Although Jasmine had already expected it, she had no choice but to pretend to be frightened and resisted.The potency of the medicine was so strong that Jasmine felt her head weighed a thousand catties, and she passed out when her eyes went dark.

After about five hours, the effect of the medicine wore off before Sherlock woke up.Sherlock shook his dizzy head, damn it, how come he's always been stunned lately.The first time he took out his mobile phone, he wanted to make a call and give Jasmine a hard lesson.Sherlock, who had just been stunned, immediately realized what had happened when no one answered.He immediately called Mycroft.

"Dear brother, hello, what can I do for you to call me personally?"

"Mycroft, don't play dumb for me! The plan you told me before didn't have this step!"

"Listen, Sherlock, I promise nothing will go wrong with her. We'll talk about plans when we get back."

"Mycroft, don't treat the people around me like you did with MI[-]!"

"Sherlock, what's the matter with you? I assure you that Jasmine, John, or even Lestrade, these friends of yours will not lose a single hair, as long as you promise to discuss with me before you do anything. Okay? Moriarty, he is like a spider crouching in the center of a web, motionless, but there are thousands of threads in the web, and he knows every tremor in it. He seldom does anything himself, just advises. He has many followers and a tight organization, so don't be careless."

"Since you know whether he is slippery or not, you still dare to let Jasmine into his base?" Sherlock yelled hysterically, and Mycroft almost suspected that he was knocking high again.

"Sherlock, I am indeed not as powerful as you sometimes think, but the only uncertainty in my life, the only uncertainty is you. If any of your friends hurt even a little, I donate myself to You do autopsy experiments."

"I'm sorry, Mycroft...I don't know..."

"Okay, I'm busy, eat well."

Sherlock went to the microwave oven to take out the dinner that Jasmine had prepared, and he really couldn't understand why he was suddenly so excited, so that he began to doubt his dear brother's ability, probably because he had been drugged too much recently.friend?It should not be his dish!