[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

016.

It's a peaceful morning.

"Boring—" Sherlock came out of the bedroom, breakfast was already set on the dining table, he frowned and picked up the milk, "Oh—Jane, I said I don't need milk—"

"There is only milk at home." Jane replied bluntly, "You can drink it or not, anyway, you know better than me what nutrients milk can supplement and what effect it has."

"..." Sherlock glanced at the cup inscrutably, put it on the table, stared at the glass of milk hesitantly, struggled for a while, then frowned, and pushed it away with his index finger.

——No, forget it.

——It is better to leave this glass of milk to Jane who needs its efficacy more.

"Do you have anything to do today?" Jian Ruo washed her hands again, and asked Sherlock as she walked towards the dining table, "—for example, solving a case or something? Do you need me as an assistant to follow?"

"You don't need to be too nervous, in fact, I will text you when I need it." Sherlock looked up at her.

Jian Ruo took a sip of milk: "...Mainly I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to find me when I go out." There was a circle of milk stains around her mouth, so she started to eat tissues.

Just at this time, the doorbell rang.

Sherlock didn't move, took out a tissue with restraint, and wiped his mouth.

"It should be looking for you." Jian Ruo glanced at Sherlock, but did not move.

"It's Mycroft, I heard the sound of the Mercedes-Benz stopping - you don't need to open the door," Sherlock said calmly, "No one here wants to see an overweight fat man."

Jian Ruo: "...Isn't it good to say that? Isn't he your brother?"

"He was just born a few years before me."

I really don't understand these people.Jane Ruo thought for a while in distress, and when the second doorbell rang, she walked over and opened the door: "Hey, good morning, Mr. Holmes."

Big Mr. Holmes was leaning on crutches—oh no, his black umbrella. He showed a kind smile at Jian Ruo reservedly, and he glanced at Jian Ruo calmly: "Good morning, Miss Jane. Well, it seems I have to congratulate my dear brother on getting a new assistant - sincerely hope this assistant can put up with him a little longer."

"This has nothing to do with you." Sherlock glanced at him, then sat up straight in some surprise, raised his eyebrows, "—look at your tie, you wouldn't choose this color under normal circumstances ——Traveling, you just came back from abroad? Europe? Asia?... Oh no, it’s amazing.” He looked bright-eyed, and rarely looked at Mycroft seriously, “well, you only have Subtle changes in the skin color of the face and hands - obviously Middle Eastern, it looks like you've had a fantastic run, oh Mycroft - I'm really worried about your frail and old body," he said Make a hypocritical and disgusting tone, "It looks like you will be admitted to the hospital soon because of a partial rupture of muscle fibers. I think your political opponent will be very happy. It seems that he is ready to take a hard blow to you. Best wishes Luckily for you, Mum will be very happy to have one more person to accompany her to enjoy the long drama—”

Mycroft held the handle of the umbrella with his fingers, and looked at Sherlock with long and calm eyes. He didn't seem to care about his young brother's naive provocation: "...I made you laugh, Miss Jane."

The vague aria.

Jane Ruo cast a understanding look at him: "Maybe you would like to sit down and talk? I can make you a cup of coffee." I don't know if it's because the two of them have a common trait that was deeply poisoned by Sherlock and it seems that they can't get rid of it in a short time. Through experience, Jane Ruo has a natural affection and admiration for Mycroft—being able to live with Sherlock under the same roof for more than ten years without gaining the upper hand is certainly worthy of people's admiration.

"Thank you very much." Mycroft nodded slightly at Jian Ruo, walked from kindness to the sofa and sat down, and very naturally assumed a posture of wanting to have a deep talk with Sherlock, "Sherlock—"

"Jane!" Sherlock turned his head dissatisfied to see Jian Ruo who was walking towards the kitchen with her slippers on, "Why do you insist on putting an obese patient who will expand automatically into our house?!"

Jane Ruo: Confused.jpg

She looked a little unbelievable, she almost had "excuseme???" written on her face, but finally met Mycroft's eyes, and she shrugged wisely and gave up on the tsundere boy like Sherlock, and continued on. Prepare her coffee.

"You don't need to be so childish, Xiali." Mycroft turned the black umbrella, "—I heard that you helped Scotland Yard solve another case?"

Sherlock narrowed his eyes: "...I should have thought of it a long time ago," he chuckled, "Even Scotland Yard, Mycroft, your desire to control is getting stronger, oh, I guess Now you have the whole of Britain in your sights? Surely the politicians wouldn't have guessed that their handpicked centrist was an ambitious control freak?"

"If it wasn't for you—my dear brother," Mycroft said with a half-smile, "if you weren't displaying a damned sociopathic tendency, I wouldn't have to be so 'full of everything.'"

"—High-functioning sociopath, thank you." Sherlock responded tit for tat.

"Sherlock, you and I both know what that means - a high functioning sociopath? If you continue like this, I'm going to have to take some small steps that are necessary. Believe me, you won't like it." Mycroft With a warning on his face, he warned Sherlock in a low voice.

Immediately he straightened up, with a smile on his face: "—thank you very much for your coffee, Miss Jane."

Jane Ruo put the coffee on the coffee table, and asked Mycroft with interest: "What are you talking about?"

"About Sherlock's new job." Mycroft took a sip of his coffee with a calm expression, "—I heard that he solved a new case before."

"Ah, so you are talking about this." Jian Ruo stroked her hair, "Well, Sherlock did a very good job-but I don't quite understand? I mean...is this Sherlock's job?" She asked Looking at Sherlock, "...cooperating with the investigators? Off-site assistance? Consultants?"...I didn't expect foreign police officers to be able to play like this?Can you still ask for foreign aid? ? ?

"...I admire your fantastic ideas, Jane." Mycroft put down his glass. "Actually, Sherlock is obviously not satisfied with this job. Young people always expect to reach the sky in one step - I am worried about this."

Sherlock stared blankly at the reflection of the three people reflected on the glass coffee table, without speaking.

Jane Ruo glanced at Sherlock uncomfortably.She thought Sherlock would retort, jump up and mock Mycroft, but obviously he didn't do that, instead he was very calm, which made her a little uncomfortable.

She was a little at a loss: "...Actually, I think, um, if Sherlock wants to reach the sky in one step, there's nothing... can't it?" She sat in the morning light, with a trace of ignorance on her face and broken hair. The golden color jumping on her body changed slightly with her movements, just like a soft and bright red flower, falling in the sunlight and blooming for the first time.

Sherlock, who was sitting aside and staring at the table seriously, twitched the corner of his lips slightly.

Mycroft nodded slightly: "Would you like to hear more about it?"

Jane Ruo blinked her eyes——in such a soft morning, the sun shines into the room, and even the dust floating in the air can be clearly seen. Seeing the other party's smiling face, it was actually full of indifference.

It was as if what he was looking at were ants and plants, and he said seriously "I would like to hear more about it", but he couldn't get rid of the indifference and contempt in his bones.

——Jane Ruo couldn't help but think of Sherlock's "Goldfish Theory". It seems that Sherlock's implementation of this theory is far less thorough than his brother's. Almost subconsciously, Jian Ruo moved towards Sherlock.

This is just an invisible small action, but everyone here is good at detailed observation, analysis and reasoning - Jian Ruo's psychological bias is undoubtedly exposed to the air.

"—Sherlock is very smart, and very good at solving cases, the amazing reasoning method he uses—" Jian Ruo stuck for a moment, and looked at Sherlock as if asking for help.

"—Deductive method." Mycroft interrupted Sherlock's prepared but unspoken remarks without hesitation, and took up Jian Ruo's words, "But with all due respect, the deductive method is not unique to Sherlock. The designer of an ingenious tool may be worthy of praise, but the user of the tool—I don’t think there is anything worthy of praise.” He retracted his chin reservedly.

"...Well, yes." She smiled and answered indifferently.

"'Really'? Clearly you don't believe what I'm saying, and try to cover it up with ambiguous answers, emotionally blinding you from looking at things about Sherlock objectively—although for some reason Why, I'd be more than happy to see that, but actually I have to say, it's scary to be controlled by hormones, isn't it, Jane." Mycroft leaned forward slightly, turning the handle of his umbrella, looking nonchalant , It's like... exerting pressure.

Sherlock sneered.

Really aggressive.Jane Ruo rolled her eyes in the bottom of her heart, feeling more and more that this big Mr. Holmes is not as cute as her dear roommate: "——If you must say that, I don't care."

——Although she is not good at discussing problems, she knows how to choke people who quarrel to death.

Sure enough, Mycroft's smile froze: "... Then I assume you admit this fact? In fact, apart from deduction, I don't think Sherlock has any ability to reach the sky in one step. He neither judges the situation nor Knowing how to take care of the overall situation, self-willed, paranoid, as for him helping Scotland Yard solve the case-obviously, Miss Jane and I are well aware of this-not out of any heart, Sherlock tried to solve the case, just for self-satisfaction- —He is a thoroughly high-functioning sociopath,” Mycroft’s voice softened as he spoke, as if he was trying to seduce Jane Ruo, “—don’t you feel scared? Living with a sociopath? "

"..." Jian Ruo had no expression on her face, "...Let me tell you, your brother is sitting next to you, so it's not good for you to say that."

She said, her eyes slowly revealing a hint of disbelief: "...Anyway, I am an outsider, right? Isn't Sherlock your real brother? You are now..." She spread her hands and tried to express I was surprised, "Are you trying to make me fear Sherlock?...I don't understand, is this normal?! You...you are tarnishing Sherlock's reputation?"

"Sherlock's reputation doesn't need my smearing." The corners of Mycroft's mouth were as it was at the beginning, extraordinarily decent, a bit indifferent, "I'm just stating the facts—for the safety of Miss Jane Considering this, isn't it necessary?"

"It seems that I am really thinking about my safety. Normal people know that it is unwise to share a house with an antisocial person." Jian Ruo was almost laughed out of anger, she didn't even know why she was angry, and Sherlock was beside her, But there was no response. Instead, it was her, an outsider, who empathized with anger, "But you are not my brother! You are Sherlock Holmes' brother! Shouldn't you be thinking about Sherlock?" You are sick! ! ! "And with all due respect," Jane Ruo folded her arms in a defensive posture, "Sherlock has hands, feet, and a job, and he's a college student at Oxford, with a frighteningly high IQ, and he's also a nice person—I don't I don't think he's as bad as you said."

"That's the truth." Mycroft lowered his eyes coldly, "Sherlock has accomplished nothing."

"In fact, it is true—sir, I don't think a qualified brother would make such a dig at his younger brother to outsiders—or maybe this is your way of expressing your intimacy with your brother—forgive me for not understanding. In fact, Sherlock I have eyes to see what kind of person he is, so there is no need to listen to what your family says." Jian Ruo raised the corners of her mouth and turned to look at Sherlock, "You are right, why do I have to make a self-inflating Putting an obese person into our house?! He's going to explode!!"

Mycroft shook his eyebrows: "It seems that I am not popular?"

If Jane didn't say a word, Sherlock raised his eyes lazily: "Oh - you haven't left yet?"

McCoff clearly realized that the only person in the room who had a good impression of him had also lost his affection for him under his words. He didn't feel embarrassed, but stood up very naturally, Wei Wei nodded, then left the place, and closed the door very intimately.

...What on earth is he here for?Is it annoying to play a professional villain?

Jian Ruo was a little puzzled, and vaguely felt that something was not quite right.

#That's right, I'm a Sherlock#

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Trust me, I'll show you what it means to be a "Sherlock Holmesist".

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