Sherlock fan - Wrong

"Don't go!"

"You didn't say that before, so I'll take it as your agreement."

"I thought you were... deliberately making fun of me. Just kidding, you think I'm stupid. How can hiding be safer than hiding from your house?"

"You really know how to guess. It's not like I have to beat around the bush to find out whether my wife has a mentally handicapped husband who is cheating on me."

"You still know that I'm your wife? It's what you said. No matter how absurd it may look, it's the truth!" Jasmine was so angry that she was really mad when she argued with McCoff. No, the more you jump your feet in a hurry, the more stagnant there will be, the elegance and calmness that has not changed for thousands of years, the damn face of the intelligence chief, the damn smirk can really add trouble to people.At least when reasoning with others, Jasmine is usually the noble, cold, glamorous beauty that Mycroft is currently playing, and the role of pissing people off.

"As long as you know which is impossible. You can't judge me by your...goldfish rule. Madam, as my wife, a large part of your duty is to take care of the younger brother." Okay okay , can not use normal logic to measure the ethics of the Sherlock Holmes family, the Mycroft rule is that the younger brother is supreme.

"Okay, then explain why you can't hide from your house?" Jasmine laughed back angrily.

"Sherlock is willing to go out and slay dragons."

"None of my business, I refuse to babysit. Besides, it looks really... weird."

"Who is watching?"

"Your wife is gone, and you ran away with your brother. No one will watch such an interesting thing. I'm afraid they just sit in that row with popcorn in their arms and enjoy it."

"Who knows that my wife is gone? Who knows that the two of you disappeared together? Those who know the inside story think that you have run away long ago, and Sherlock is a dead person now. You two didn't know the inside story. You are still at my house. My wife, not everyone can afford to greet you. "

"Where's John? He saw me come back."

"He's probably not in the mood to think of you now. When will he think of you? Why don't you allow my wife to go out for another vacation or something?"

"He always thought I was on vacation? No wonder I'm not thrilled to be back. Wait...why didn't you tell my mom that."

"Do you have any brains?" Well, Molly admits she has no brains, and she talks to her mother on the phone every day, which is not the same as John.

"Well, even if you can explain everything, what is your motivation for doing this?"

"Didn't you say it? Let you be a nanny."

"Is everyone in the British Empire dead?"

"Did you know Sherlock Holmes for the first time today? Find someone to follow him and you can agree? Besides, I can't take the risk of letting someone who is not dedicated follow him."

"Insufficient dedication? Doesn't it mean that you can't take the initiative to run up to block the gun for him? Taking me out is equivalent to taking an extra life, right? Mycroft, you have a good plan!"

"Didn't I tell you before? I didn't choose you, but Sherlock chose you. Last time, when I told you directly that you were the shield, you promised so readily. This time, you are rejecting fear." What?"

What is she afraid of?She is not even afraid of losing her life, why is she afraid of losing her heart?What's so scary, when she chose McCoff, it was not a random choice to avoid anger, but something she had really thought about, so why is she still holding grudges now?

What's more, she and Mykoff are more like a superior-subordinate relationship than a husband and wife. She has never seen Anthea dare to bargain with Mykoff.This is just another task assigned to her by her boss. She can talk to Jim, but why can't she live in harmony with Sherlock.It is obvious that he has a guilty conscience.

"I'm sorry, I... troubled you to explain so much..."

"Yeah, I rarely have the patience, and few have the guts to talk to me like that. This is the last time, huh?"

"Yes, sir."

"Come on, Sophia, he's waiting for you."

"Yes, sir."

Mycroft laughed softly: "It doesn't have to be that way, it's true that this is a mission. After you come back, you will still be Mrs. Holmes. I believe that the choice you made before was well thought out. It's just a mission, and I don't mind. Doctor, Agent, someone he doesn't hate, only you are up to the task, don't screw it up."

"Thank you. This is the most human-like sentence you said today."

"Thank you, it's also the most human-like sentence you said."

When they arrived at the airport, Jasmine tactfully ran into the helicopter. She absolutely must not get involved in Holmes' war like John did.She bet that the two of them would definitely not be saying goodbye, she could bet on anything.

"What do you mean?"

"Mean surface."

"The camera can no longer satisfy your desire for control?"

"I don't think you have the ability to travel alone."

"Mycroft! I beg you, I'm an adult!"

"An adult who can't eat well by himself for three meals, kicks the quilt when sleeping, and doesn't bring an umbrella when going out on a cloudy day? Can you save some snacks, let me talk nonsense one is not enough, and two nonsense? Or within a day?"

Crap two?When did he become so disgusting?Uh... he meant, to provoke her.He is the one who should refuse and be dissatisfied!Shouldn't she wish for it and be grateful?

When Sherlock wanted to vent all his anger on his dear brother, he found that his brother was really exhausted. Suddenly, his conscience realized that for the sake of his brother's hairline, it was a matter of adding trouble to Mycroft Holmes. The top student and the only graduate, Sherlock Holmes, got stuck.

On the contrary, in the department of making progress, Mycroft, who is minoring in provoking Sherlock Holmes, added with a wink: "Don't you think you owe me a thank you?"

"Strange to say, no!"

"Give me your choice, adults, have a nice trip." Mycroft had a familiar expression, showing no sign of being affected by his mood.

"What choice? I don't choose Anthea! Or, I reluctantly accept you? Please, look at how fat you are. If you sit in the office, diet pills won't save you."

Mycroft didn't answer his obvious misunderstanding, and got into the little black car without looking back while shaking his little black umbrella.So, the stimulated Sherlock boarded the plane angrily, and the poor Jasmine hit the muzzle.

"Can't you say goodbye to your brother?"

"Sister-in-law, it's enough for you to say goodbye. You go back now, and I promise to say goodbye to you"

Jasmine didn't know why Sherlock was angry with her at all, and naively thought that she was just getting angry, but she tried to persuade her: "After all, you won't see your brother for a long time."

Sherlock rolled his eyes: "No, if you really miss him, I'll make a call for you and promise to be there immediately."

"Thank you, no need, it's better for you to owe less favors."

So, once again, Sherlock, who misunderstood someone else, sat on the chair and sulked, and Jasmine, who mistakenly thought that his young master had lost his temper again, thought it was wise and didn't hit the gun again.Two of the most chatty people surprisingly enjoyed a very complete and quiet ride.

The author has something to say: This chapter is written for children who struggle with their uncles and sisters-in-law.Do you have any ideas and suggestions for the remaining three years that are completely blank?