[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

Sherlock's voice was originally melodious, deep and melodious, just like the tone of the legendary cello.In addition, his voice became even hoarse after he got hot, which directly shook Barala for a moment.

Sherlock's Tongue: "Only ice can keep me calm now."

Barala plays in a second: ...

It turned out that he was burned after being silent for so long.

Just as she was about to "poof", Barala quickly covered her mouth with her eyes and hands, and then a series of farting sounds came out from between her hands.

Sherlock: .........

Fortunately, Sherlock's mental endurance has improved further under Barala's repeated challenges, and he still eats the lump soup spoonful by spoonful into his mouth without changing his face.

Ba Lala could no longer imitate the image of the high-cold detective scalding her tongue. She was afraid that she would get windy, so she changed to a face with a paralyzed face.The two facial paralyzed spent a period of mysterious silence like this.

However, probably because of the scalding of his tongue, Sherlock drank slowly, waiting for each spoonful to be warm before taking it in. I don’t know whether it was the steam from the heat or the satisfaction after filling his stomach. His pale cheeks were somewhat unhealthy. Slowly dyed a little blush, appearing much more normal.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, Barala was afraid that the atmosphere would be too embarrassing, so she dictated the case investigated this morning and expressed her own thoughts: "Although I don't know why they finished this ballad, there must be some fragments behind it. There are relationships."

After Sherlock finished the last spoonful of soup, he put down the spoon. Although he looked careless on the surface, the thinking palace had already constructed the scene of this morning. He closed his eyes slightly, and stood there as if he was there. Beside Barala who is investigating the case.

Barala in the memory palace didn't seem to notice his appearance, she still knelt down and inspected the corpse in her own way.

"Balala": "The three of them were killed by different people, and the killing methods can be clearly distinguished."

With his hands behind his back, Sherlock stared straight at the back of her head: "Have you studied medicine?"

That "Balala" turned her head with a smile: "Do you think I have learned it?"

All the sporadic memory fragments that Sherlock had stored before were circling around him very fast. In the end, a few fragments of common medical mistakes that Barala had made jumped in front of him, and then these memories instantly became detailed. Sand, scattered everywhere.

His answer is already obvious. "Balala" looked at the tiny starlight drifting into the distance, and his smile deepened.

Sherlock turned his head slowly, and his eyes fell on her: "Is this what makes you special?"

"Balala" tsk-tsk twice, she stood up, wearing the long lace dress she bought at a clothing store before, and stood at a distance of five centimeters from him, staring at him without blinking, almost a The movement of turning the head can stick to the lips, "Also, there are more secrets, you can clearly judge it quickly, why do you let me go every time, you are not always very interested in unknown things Are you interested?"

"She" quietly stood on tiptoe, attached to his ear, and said viciously like a prank: "If you ask, I will definitely say it."

……

"Sherlock! Sherlock, are you dizzy?" Barala looked at Sherlock who suddenly closed his eyes and fell silent like a monk, and reached out to pluck the curly hair on his head.

Sherlock opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on what she was wearing today, a turtleneck.

Then Barala watched as Sherlock stretched out his hand and tore off his old age.

Barala: "..."

"I'm going, don't you say that you are a hungry wolf in sex? What are you, you just had a full meal, and you are a wolf in sex?" She frantically protected her neck, but Sherlock pressed her fidgeting hand forcibly, and then Throwing the bowl onto the bedside table, he rolled over and landed on Balala.

This pose again.

Barala: "..."

Do you men like this kind of posture of women under men ==

But in the face of Sherlock's toughness, although Barala wanted to complain very much and didn't understand why he suddenly became a wolf, but compared with the previous nicotine, she didn't even notice that her attitude had changed significantly.

Barala's hands were pressed on the bed by him, her hair was loose on the quilt, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "You must not be the Sherlock I know."

Sherlock didn't speak. He was originally wearing pajamas, and the straps had been loosely loosened when he was sleeping. Now he revealed a large area of ​​spring, and his firm chest and faintly visible abdominal muscles were only a few inches away from Barala. , I guess you can lick it with your tongue out...

Sherlock: "Look at me."

Balala stared at his abs, and replied indiscriminately, "Looking at it."

Sherlock's abs: "While I don't mind if you keep watching, I think Master has been […] for a long time now."

Sherlock: "...look up."

Barala: "Oh..."

She looked up and bumped into Sherlock's blue-green pupils like the deep sea.

Sherlock: "It's the nicotine."

He's using the affirmative because he's already thinking of the voice Moriarty only played on the recording.

Hearing his question, Barala noticed that Sherlock's hand had already reached her neck, and the bruise covered with ointment still felt a little painful when touched.

And he reacted like this because he wanted to see his own neck?

Seemingly understanding her expression, Sherlock explained lightly: "I was afraid that your hand would move randomly, so I pressed it with my leg."

Barala: "..."

Barala didn't think about Sherlock's abdominal muscles anymore, "Hmm..." It took a long time before she remembered his question just now, and answered with difficulty: "It's him..."

Sherlock: "Is this the same posture?"

His hands gently touched the delicate skin on Balala's neck, as if he could feel the intense scene at that time.

Such a shameful conversation...

Barala felt that Sherlock's shame in this life was almost used up.

But she was obviously too young, and then she felt something warm and soft sticking to her lips.

Sherlock's lips are not the same as his impression of the whole person, they are very soft to the touch, warm and cool, very comfortable.

Ba Lala stared wide-eyed, just watching his face appearing in front of her so close.

Sherlock's high nose bridge: "Now the lips can't be free, let me give a speech for it, the master finally started to attack, gratifying."

Barala: "..."

Sherlock didn't make further progress, he just ended the hasty kiss briefly, raised his body slightly, looked at Barala's surprised expression, and smiled slightly.

Sherlock: "You didn't want this just now, I just fulfilled your wish."

Barala: "...Damn it, who wants to do this! I just want to obsess over your abdominal muscles. Is there something wrong with your muscles? Long live your muscles!"

After being kissed by this kiss, her IQ dropped sharply. When she was nervous, she began to speak unscrupulously, and finally exposed her thoughts...

Barala closed her mouth angrily, and turned her head wearily.

This really isn't Sherlock anymore.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but thinking of the way he hooked up with the secretary girl in the third season, Barala felt that if Sherlock flirted with someone, his style of painting would definitely be drunk.

Sherlock saw that she wanted to avoid this topic again, turned her face directly, and looked down at Barala.

Sherlock: "How long do you want to hide?"

Barala naturally understood what he said, but she pretended to be stupid at this moment: "Ah? What did you say?"

Sherlock's eyebrows twitched twice, and without saying a word, he leaned down and prepared to kiss until the woman who was pretending to be crazy and stupid woke up.

Sherlock's thin lips: "Tsk tsk tsk, you really don't change after repeated admonitions!"

Balara pulled out her hand, pressed his mouth, and said with a dry smile, "I remember, then you can continue."

Sherlock's eyes darkened, and he moved his mouth to signal her hand to leave. Barala felt that her palm was weird, and she let go awkwardly.

Sherlock: "Are you a mutant?"

Um... um... huh? ? ?

Barala looked confused: "What did you say?"

Combining the previous observations, Sherlock can only confirm that she should have some special features. Before that, he has learned about the varieties of mutants mentioned by Deadpool【? ], I have some vague ideas.

Sherlock continued: "Although I don't know your specific ability, but if you care about this, it is completely unnecessary."

Sherlock's sexy brain: "The master is not an ordinary master, he will not give up his persistence for these reasons."

Yes, he is Sherlock.

Sherlock Holmes with antisocial personality disorder.

Hearing what he said, Barala laughed a little.

Barala: "What do you think my ability is?" This sentence is a disguised admission of his guess, except for the mutant... this assumption.

Seeing her confession, Sherlock spoke out his thoughts: "Can communicate with corpses...or be able to read human thoughts and so on."

Balala's legs bent silently.

Sherlock: "...???"

Barala said with a blank expression, "I knelt down to the Great God."

She shouted silently in her heart: Isn't this IQ setting too heaven-defying!It's simply not a way to survive for a low-IQ brain-dead dog!

"Although the guess is a little bit off, it's about the same."

She pretended.

Sherlock didn't get too attached to the topic, it was enough time for him to observe what she was capable of.And now the most important thing is...

Sherlock: "So there is no barrier between us."

Barala was stunned: "Nothing?! There are many obstacles! For example, we have different personalities, different hobbies, and the most important thing is how to fall in love with different genders!"

Sherlock was thoughtful: "...the gender is different..."

Barala: I'm nervous again QAQ

Barala changed her words: "Well, you can fall in love with different genders, the most important thing is... the most important thing is..."

She couldn't figure out the point, and finally she had a flash of inspiration and said angrily: "The most important thing is that you want to give Moriarty the watch. I'm not happy, so no, no, absolutely no."

Sherlock said without the slightest stance: "Then I won't give it to him."

Barala: "..."

She said with difficulty: "You are ruthless!"

Sherlock: "I already know the secret that you mind. If you don't give me the watch, I won't give it. I will give him a big gift so that he has no time to come and make trouble. I will also investigate the matter of Yinyuanhui with you. , whoever you are."

Sherlock's last words stunned Barala for a moment, and the uneasiness buried in her heart was released at once, and she was caught by Sherlock's eyes for a moment of bewilderment.He understood a little bit, and said slowly: "Sure enough, you are worried about Yin Yuanhui."

This time, Barala was completely wiped out by Sherlock.

"Some things are not very clear..." She muttered silently, and then shouted, "How can you be so forceful, you are still not Sherlock!"

Sherlock was silent, just looking down at her so lightly.

Barala: "...well, this eye movement is definitely you, but..."

Sherlock cut her off: "You hate me?"

Under the intimidation of his eyes, Ba Lala couldn't tell a lie: "...No."

Hearing this answer, his gaze slowed down.

"Then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bedroom door was opened, and John appeared outside the door carrying the medicine, "Sherlock, you're better..."

His mouth slowly becomes "0".

Sherlock: "..."

Barala: "..."

Stark and Deadpool following him also: -0-

Sherlock's clothes are disheveled, and Barala's hair is disheveled. From their point of view, it looks like a bully pushing his bow...

John muttered to himself: "I must have opened the door in the wrong posture." After speaking, he closed the door hard again.

The bedroom door creaked fragilely for a long time.

When Sherlock looked down at Barala again, she found that her face was green.