[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

006

This is not a very good weather.On the fourth day after arriving in the UK, after several days of continuous sunny days, the UK finally showed Jian Ruo the unique British rain.

On weekdays in Oxfordshire, the sky always looks extraordinarily high, and Jian Ruo thinks that this may be because Oxford usually does not have those high-rise buildings that block the view - at this time, the sky is full of dark clouds, which also looks extraordinarily gloomy.

It has been three or four days since the two rented together, and Jian Ruo has gradually gotten used to some unique habits of this roommate, such as nicotine patches, lazy cancer that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and reasoning addiction from time to time-these happen to be in Jian Ruo As long as he reasoned about her private affairs, there was no one else around them—this guy wouldn't tell a third person anyway, would he?This means that anyway, he doesn't have any friends who are worth chatting about his roommate【:)Smile, even by smelling it, Jian Ruo can deduce how much this Mr. Holmes lacks friends.

Although she doesn't have any friends [dog] herself, at least she knows how normal people make friends, okay?Unfortunately, however, Mr. Holmes was indifferent to this, and refused to have any useless and time-wasting association with goldfish.

But it doesn't have much to do with Jian Ruo, so she can also laugh it off.

Sherlock had already gone out, and when Jane got up, she found that there was no trace of him in the living room—she meant, those coffees, messy newspapers, books, etc., all disappeared.

——At this time, the living room looks very clean.The unexpected cleanliness made Jian Ruo rub her eyes several times—to be honest, she has always maintained a laissez-faire attitude towards the chaos in the living room, not because she doesn't like cleanliness, but because... that 3/ 4's rent made her feel deeply that she "takes people's hands softly and eats others' mouths".

But since Sherlock had already done more or less, she didn't mind doing some extra.

Jian Ruo hummed a song and began to clean—it wasn't because she was a clean freak, obviously, she was just used to cleaning in the morning, she thought so, holding a mop, waving it while sweeping, imagining that she was in the center of the stage.

She maintained a self-absorbed posture, tilted her head, and opened the refrigerator door with one hand.

Then turned around, ready to take out the milk.

Her movements froze.

……

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

...Damn retarded, why is there a human head in our refrigerator? ! ! ! ! !

Uncle policeman help ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! !

……

"Oh, Jane, I have to say, you're making a lot of fuss." Sherlock said dissatisfiedly, sinking into the sofa.Jane Ruo was sitting beside him, still wearing a blanket, hugging a pillow with the Union Jack printed on it, she was in a trance, she drank a sip of hot water in a trance, then shivered from the heat, and her hands twitched Shaking, the water fell all over.

"Hiss~" she jumped up, "Oh! I've had enough, I want a cup of hot milk!"

"You can't, ma'am." A police officer in police uniform behind him stopped and raised his eyebrows, "Actually, until we figure out the source of this human head, none of you have the right to touch these things. "

"This is my house!" Jian Ruo felt that she had diverted her anger, "I've been hurt, can't I just drink a cup of hot milk?!"

The officer just shrugged, gestured resignedly, and continued with his search.

"It's all your fault, Jane, if you don't make such a fuss, then I don't have to travel back from London, and you can drink your hot milk." Sherlock stared at Jane, "Everything is ruined now."

Jane Ruo faked a smile: "You don't have to come back—"

In fact, Sherlock really didn't intend to come back. When Jane heard Sherlock yelling on the phone: "Damn your head!", she knew that this roommate had messed up again, so she had to threaten him Destroying all his research equipment and refusing to serve any food—she'd do that, in her rage.

Sherlock pursed his lips: "...Actually, it's just a human head. If your mental quality can be better, it won't pose any problem at all. What can a human head do? Could it jump up and shoot you ?"

"No." Jian Ruo said heavily and dryly, "No one can live in peace with a human head that is placed in the refrigerator and keeps its eyes open—"

"Oh, no matter what, it's just an ordinary human head."

"So I don't understand how you have the heart to do this kind of thing to this poor man's head," Jian Ruo felt her voice was still trembling, "You actually glued his eyelids with adhesive tape—so much so that I! An innocent Poor! Your roommate, you have to stare at this head!!!" She glared at Sherlock.

Anyway, thanks to the poor head, Jian Ruo screamed and the neighbors called the police—very timely and very effective.

—I mean, well, it's very British.

... So now the two of them can only curl up on the sofa, waiting for the police to collect evidence.

When Mycroft came, the two of them were in this state of waiting to die.

Jane Ruo looked hopeless and tried to persuade Sherlock: "...At least don't put this bloody thing in the refrigerator."

"It's useless." Mycroft sighed softly, walking towards the two people, "—no matter how many times you tell him."

The police officer in the room tried to come over suspiciously, but was stopped by a man in a black suit. He pulled him out and said something. Soon, all the police officers left one after another.They seemed to be a little confused when they walked out, maybe they received some orders?If Jane doesn't know, she doesn't want to know.

As soon as the police officer left, the whole room fell silent.

Jian Ruo blinked her eyes: "...Wow."

It seems to be some great big man.

She looked at Mycroft, as if she understood her confusion. Mycroft slightly turned the black umbrella in his hand, and smiled: "As I introduced before——I'm in the last position in the British government."

Jian Ruo felt that she might not understand the meaning of "last job".

She comforted herself silently, maybe her English level is not enough--it is normal for a foreigner not to know the fixed usage of English with so many twists and turns.

Very normal, really.

"Well, I think you were supposed to be on the flight to France—" Sherlock said in a strange tone, "Oh, how many surveillance videos did you install?——So many unexpected expenses, your boss still paid Didn't you get fired? Could it be that they've changed their careers to a shelter—?"

"'Originally'—yes, what a fine word, if you knew it, your poor tired brother wouldn't have to come all the way to settle a small, innocuous case for you. A little problem." Mycroft still kept smiling, but when he spoke, he stopped every word and gritted his teeth, "well, let's see what happened?" He smirked, turned around gracefully, his face The smile became brighter and brighter, "Yes—obviously, a human head, just because of a human head—isn't the biology laboratory no longer able to satisfy your cute hobby for anatomy? Xiali, I don't think it's possible to treat a fresh animal that has just died less than 24 hours It is a commendable custom to bring back the dead body."

Sherlock threw a pillow over impatiently, of course - Mycroft dodged it: "Shut up, Mycroft."

Jane Ruo felt very sympathetic to Mycroft Holmes for a moment, and she felt that at that moment, she saw the expression of "toothache" on Mycroft's face.

This must not be an illusion.

"Of course it's not an illusion." Sherlock said beside him, his voice muffled, "He has changed three dentists this year, and all the dentists in the UK will cry bitterly for having such patients who don't follow the doctor's advice—think about it Look, the British Government, dying of a toothache. My God! I could laugh all year long!"

Jane is too lazy to care about how Sherlock sees through her thoughts, and sometimes she even finds it convenient to save a lot of nonsense: "...God! Is it because of wisdom teeth?"

Sherlock laughed harder: "It's because I ate too many sweets."

Jian Ruo: "...Pfft!"

Mycroft: "...shut up Xiali!"

Even Sherlock's brother can't control him, and Jane Ruo has found a delicate sense of balance, but even so, the matter must be resolved: "...Anyway, Sherlock, you must find a solution for your little habit. A suitable storage space - I refuse to see anything in the refrigerator..." Bad memories resurfaced before her eyes, Jian Ruo frowned heavily, "...anything related to anatomy."

Sherlock looked at her with an indifferent expression. He seemed to be thinking about something, and those sharp eyes seemed to be covered with tulle at the moment, becoming less aggressive.

Mycroft sat on the sofa with great interest and looked at the two people.

"...Are you willing to eat food that smells like corpses?" Jian Ruo endured it, but still couldn't vomit, "Maybe you need another place for these things?"

The expressions of the three people present were extremely delicate for a moment.

Jian Ruo imagined the smell, and felt a little nauseous... being forced by her own brain to vomit.

"...Maybe what you said is not wrong." Sherlock replied dryly, and then threw a card to Jian Ruo, "Maybe I need a new refrigerator."

"...yes, you need a new refrigerator, so why throw the card at me?"

Sherlock straightened up, clasped his hands together under his chin, and stared at Jian Ruo. His expression was unusually calm, and he didn't look like the Sherlock that Jian Ruo had constructed in his mind these two days.

His voice was a little low: "This card has no password, and you can use it to buy a refrigerator."

"...what?!" Jian Ruo regained her composure, with a look of disbelief on her face, "Me? Please, Mr. Holmes, I'm just your roommate, not your housekeeper!"

"Please." Sherlock spit out the word without sincerity, and then simply stood up and motioned to Mycroft, "Oh——I have to send McCoff, he has to leave, otherwise our little house will be destroyed. Gonna be crushed—" He laughed falsely, "You're fat again, I bet at least 9 pounds."

"No, it's only 3 pounds." Mycroft quickly got up and hit back at his younger brother, and the two walked out together, leaving Jian Ruo alone, standing miserable in the middle of the living room.

"Just wait and see..." Jian Ruo gritted her teeth, "One day, I'll let you all taste corpse-flavored egg fried rice."

Then her complexion became even uglier.

【small theater】

While wagging its tail, Curly Meow pushed away Erha's face that was too big for him with his paws.

Erha thought it was a new partner's game, she cooperated and covered her face with her paws, "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow " cooperates with the appearance of being pushed down.

Curly Meow looked disgusted, stood up and prepared to leave.

But Erha pressed it back with a "snap".

He turned back to look at this Erha who was extremely stupid in his eyes with a look of horror: "Meow?"

Erha wagged his tail and licked his saliva.

The curly meow who was held there immobile: indifference.jpg

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