[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

004

"Good afternoon, ma'am." The other party nodded slightly at her, showing a polite and reserved smile.

He was just sitting on the sofa - for some reason, Jian Ruo was clearly standing, but she felt as if she was being looked down upon by him... It's really not a pleasant thing.This feeling she had experienced not long ago, just happened to come from another gentleman in this room.

Oh, it sucks.

Jane Ruo raised her eyebrows: "Good afternoon..." She looked at Sherlock as if asking, this gentleman is Sherlock's guest, so naturally he should do the introduction.

Obviously, it is impossible to expect a Sherlock Holmes to understand the meaning of a look and actively introduce it like a normal person.

Sherlock obviously had no intention of introducing this guest, he closed the door casually, let the door collide and make a loud noise, and glanced up and down at Jian Ruo with great interest: "Oh - you only went to one supermarket this afternoon? This is not in line with your expected speed, your speed yesterday was commendable, well, look at the yellow mud under your feet - obviously you are in a hurry and took a detour," he moved closer to Jian Ruo, forcing Jian Ruo to take a step back, He frowned unhappily, touched his nose, and seemed to be choked by some smell, "You should really pay attention to your personal hygiene, Jane, your body is full of the smell of crowds, messy - you go to No. 33 Greenwood Street Did you watch those stupid performances in front of that store? Why? I thought no one would be interested in this kind of stuff, let alone you?" He pressed closer, and Jian Ruo's peripheral vision noticed the unknown The famous gentleman is also observing here with great interest.

He turned the black umbrella in his hand, thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "Obviously, Sherlock, this lady has been followed—she stood under the new streetlight for a while, and some of the mottled black paint fell off. ——Then she ran to No. 33, Greenwood Street. She was in a hurry, and came back quickly when she felt safe. She must have noticed some kind of danger very early——I have to thank Miss Jian Ruo for her outstanding observation I am amazed by her strength and sharp response." He stared at Jian Ruo with a gaze full of appreciation, and no one could help but be complacent in this gaze, so he wanted to show it even more in this gaze.

However, Jian Ruo was not included.

She just twitched the corner of her mouth, said "thank you", and pushed Sherlock away. She looked at the gentleman and then at Sherlock: "OK, the detective game is over, Mr. Holmes, don't you Introduce me to your brother?"

Sitting on the sofa, "Holmes' brother" raised his eyebrows in surprise, and put away the kind and admiring eyes just now. Although there is a smile on this face at this moment, it reveals another kind of arrogance all the time. , a kind of arrogance exactly the same as the Sherlock in front of him.Looking at this obnoxious face, Jian Ruo thought maliciously, birds of a feather really flock together and people are divided into groups, brothers are brothers, and it doesn't look like a serious British person.

Sherlock curled his lips and didn't want to speak. He felt that he had lost the "detective game" between the brothers. He was a little unhappy and sat back on the sofa, resting his face on one hand, pretending that nothing happened. I heard the expression of not knowing anything.

Jane Ruo: "..."

That's embarrassing, okay?

Fortunately, among the three people present, only one had no normal EQ at all.The elder brother of Mr. Sherlock Holmes, an obviously successful person, still knows the rules of social interaction.

Thank God.

"My lord Mycroft Holmes," Mycroft stood up and nodded slightly, "is Sherlock's elder brother. He is currently serving in the British government."

Jian Ruo nodded: "Hi, I'm Jian Ruo, as you can see." She raised her chin to signal Sherlock, "Your brother's co-tenant."

"Yes——" he sighed, "a co-tenant—something I've been looking forward to, and I'm happy to see it come true." He stared at Sherlock, "...although I know that Sherlock Stubborn, stubborn, disobedient and difficult to get along with people."

This said.

Jian Ruo felt that she seemed to understand what this person meant.

——My brother is a little bear, please help me take care of it.

However, Sherlock didn't seem to understand. He turned around with a "bass" and glared at Mycroft: "It's better than you being unrestrained, addicted to sweets, obese, and your hairline keeps moving!"

She twitched the corners of her mouth.

Mycroft's expression froze for less than a second, and then he cast a helpless look at Jian Ruo.

Jian Ruo didn't want to get involved in other people's brothers' affairs, especially the younger one seemed a little naive, she shrugged: "You guys talk first, I want to pack things." She walked into her room with her things , closed the door very intimately.

——I have to say that the sound insulation effect of this house can be given full marks.

Jian Ruo wore earphones and began to unpack and tidy up the newly bought things while listening to the music.

……

"Well, well..." Mycroft looked at Sherlock, "You should have had enough trouble."

Sherlock rolled his eyes, "Come on—"

"If you want to experience shared living, Oxford University has shared dormitories. I don't think you need to share with an unknown oriental girl." Mycroft lowered his voice and frowned.

Sherlock bounced up, his eyes sparkling: "Unknown? You say—unknown? Oh—you obviously didn't find anything, did you? Interesting, very interesting."

Mycroft remained motionless: "Yes, this is very interesting." He sighed, paused, and then said, "A little girl, but can find the stalker very quickly-do you know what this means?"

"Oh." Sherlock didn't care. "Perhaps the level of the stalker is too low? It's not descriptive—"

"The level is too low?" Mycroft frowned, obviously Sherlock's reaction was beyond his expectation, he said a little unhappily, "They are the top specialties of the British government—" He stopped, Xia Luo Locke gave him a sly smile, and his voice softened, "You're talking to me, Sherlock."

"I knew it was you—except for you, I can't think of anyone who would focus on an ordinary Chinese who just crossed the ocean and settled in Oxfordshire, at least, an ordinary-looking Chinese. You know her whereabouts today, not because of reasoning, It's because you are the one watching her—Macrof, you are getting worse and worse. I should be the one who wins!" He made a dismissive expression, "Your agents should be replaced Dropped—they are useless, let me guess, well, well, as soon as you found out that the other party saw through your stalking, you were immediately withdrawn, and you rushed here directly—”

Mycroft remained calm: "...Xiali, I have to remind you that you have grown up and are no longer the naive five-year-old kid back then." Shouldn't you be growing up?

"—Don't call me Xiali!" Sherlock glared at Mycroft angrily, "You don't need to worry about my affairs!"

"I went to see Dr. Green a few days ago." Slowly, without looking at Sherlock, he slightly turned the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and there was an indescribable softness in the well-articulated hand movements, just like Like its owner, full of inducing hints "well, he told me you seemed to be anti-social... that shocked me."

Sherlock sneered.

Mycroft dismissed Sherlock's attitude, insisting: "...Having a roommate might help you get back to normal - but, with all due respect, as I said , I hope you can find an ordinary roommate who can help you return to normal, instead of—" Mycroft emphasized the word ordinary, turned the rest of the words, and stopped tactfully "Don't let mom worry about you, Xiali." He stood up and glanced at Sherlock with a look full of meaning, "You know how to do it." He didn't expect his brother to give him a ride, but He walked to the door very simply and walked out by himself.

With a "click", the door closed.

Sherlock lay on the sofa, looking at the pattern on the ceiling: "well, the old mystery has not been solved yet, and the new mystery has arrived... This is really—" His eyes burst into a strange and dazzling brilliance. ,"--marvelous!"

Outside the door, Mycroft sat safely in the low-key black car, and he still held the black umbrella—even though he basically didn't need it.The car drove steadily, and Mycroft stared at the house outside the window thoughtfully, until he gradually drove away, and then he showed a little smile. In his memory palace, there is a file stored. If it is usual, this A file would be mercilessly thrown into the trash can by him, but at this moment, because this file has a slight connection with his brother, this file that should have been thrown into the trash can has a certain value of existence , Dr. Green's words are still in his ears, an anti-social Sherlock Holmes is not what he wants, but he is too busy - if at this time a small, somewhat mysterious girl can divert Sherlock's obsession with various Attention to the case, that is really a good deal—maybe in order to better hold Sherlock, he should make the fog on the girl thicker?

The British government lowered its eyes thoughtfully. Most of the time, people couldn't see what he was calculating.

He tapped the handle of the umbrella lightly, and he had already made up his mind.

Jian Ruo: I feel like I'm being looked down upon.

It seems that everything in the world is like this. If you can't see through the other party, you will feel that the other party is unfathomable.

Spot wax.

By the way, I love the British government, the hairline of the British government makes me happy!

I am the manuscript depositor, and I will post it in the second watch, looking forward to your message. yeah~