[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

007

"Well, it's really rare. Since your fourth birthday, you haven't sent me out again, have you, Xiali?" Mycroft stood on the side of the road, turned sideways, still smiling.

Sherlock pulled a smirk: "Don't call me Xiali! By the way, I will always pay attention to the sinking of the tires after you get in the car. The data will not lie, you better admit it The fact that you gained 9 pounds."

"Then you may be disappointed, Sherlock." Mycroft raised his eyebrows in a good manner, "Even if a huge object weighing one ton is placed on the car, the tires of my car will never sink even a millimeter .”

"Oh—that's why you let your weight gain but don't care about it? That's really congratulations, maybe you will become the first Sherlock Holmes ever to die of fat." Sherlock mocked his brother wantonly, "Now you can gone."

Mycroft's expression remains unchanged, even the most observant person in the world can't see the slightest change in his expression, as long as he wants to, he can always hide his thoughts very easily, "—what an ordinary girl Ah, Sherlock, an ordinary goldfish who can scream, make noise, and taunt, could it be that love hormones have blinded you? I never knew my brother would be interested in such a boring and bland puzzle."

Sherlock stared at Mycroft arrogantly, his gray eyes filled with a sharp and sharp light at the moment, he glanced at the room, and hooked the corner of his mouth: "Come on, Mycroft—I know what you want to do , but I'm not going to be fooled, you try to dust the jewel and hope I can't see it? No! Actually, I haven't seen any puzzle like her, screaming but not afraid, noise is just cover, mocking cover Real. I was so sure that this man had secrets that would excite me beyond my control, and I," he paused, and Mycroft stared at him as if anticipating what he was about to say, But he couldn't stop him, "—I am the best explorer."

Mycroft Holmes stared at his younger brother. Sherlock didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, so he looked a little cold. When Mycroft just learned that his brother was the same person as himself, he undoubtedly He was delighted—but as Sherlock grew up, he gradually discovered new problems.

Sherlock is different from him, he is more innocent and ideal.Mycroft can allow himself to reconcile with this world full of goldfish for his purpose, but Sherlock can't do it. He prefers to stay in his own world forever, sometimes observing the glass tank with great interest. A goldfish, but never willing to go in.

This kind of stubbornness and humanity is not incomprehensible, but in some respects, it really worries the few people who care about him-when you reject the world, you will always be rejected by the world. Sherlock is definitely not what anyone wants to see.

"Well," Mycroft stroked the handle of the umbrella, "you always forget that puzzles often mean danger."

"Come on! I like danger, Mycroft. We are all this kind of people." Sherlock shrugged indifferently, and he couldn't help but look at the house—he had only been out for less than 5 minutes, but it seemed I desperately want to go back and observe my own puzzle, "——I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, you don't know how precious my time is——I can't wait to solve the puzzle."

"A good puzzle is always worth taking longer to avoid arbitrary mistakes." Mycroft remained calm.

Sherlock glanced at Mycroft in surprise: "...Oh, it sounds reasonable. But I don't believe you have such kindness—are you jealous of my speed at solving puzzles?" He showed a complacent look Wide smile. "I have to say, you are much worse than me in solving puzzles."

"Puzzle solving is a child's game." Mycroft slowly adjusted the tie with his free hand, "I hope you don't get addicted to it. Good luck, my brother."

....

London, Downing Street.

The car that was running smoothly stopped silently, but there was no movement because there was no order.

There was no special expression on the face of McCoff in the back seat. The whole person seemed to be immersed in a kind of memory. Since he didn't have any instructions, his driver hesitated for a while, and still asked: "... gentlemen?"

Mycroft didn't lift his eyelids: "GOon."

The driver nodded knowingly, the car was like a silver seagull, passing silently in front of the most powerful place in the entire UK.

This is no longer his destination.He stroked the bent umbrella handle and revised his plan.

Holmes is always right.

And that girl, if she can attract Holmes' attention and is what Sherlock calls "an exciting secret", then there must be something worth watching.

Only special people can attract special people.This time he was careless.There are many ways to cover up information and forge identities in the world, and this Chinese person may not be able to do the same thing.

Perhaps the investigation should be reopened.

.......

"You ruined my day." Jian Ruo looked depressedly at Sherlock who came in from outside the house and closed the door casually, "I was going to visit the school."

"Go to school? b." Sherlock sat down impatiently, "This is really a surprising choice for me. I would rather go to Scotland Yard to see those idiots than go to school and listen to a group of goldfish boasting."

... I don't know why, but I always feel that this guy is in a bad mood for no reason?

"Scotland Yard?" Jane Ruo stopped what she was doing, thoughtfully, "Isn't that the Police Department in London? What are you doing there?"

"Oh—unbelievable—" he dragged his tone lazily, cast his eyes down, and casually watched Jane peeling an apple from the reflection on the table, "It's the first time I know that Scotland Yard is the Metropolitan Police Department— —Am I going to the police station for tea?—I suppose you can use your brain while you talk? Even a car can turn on its lights while driving, can’t it?”

... What an unpleasant mouth.

Jian Ruo smoothly turned the apple in her hand, with a skillful posture, and soon she had already peeled the apple. She looked at the continuous peel with satisfaction, raised her eyebrows contentedly, and said casually: "Oh, maybe you are Where are you going to drink tea? Maybe it's because you fell in love with a police girl? You went there specifically to chase her."

"...God, I didn't expect you to be a writer, maybe you can try to write some magical novels? Use your abundant imagination and maybe flood the whole world - given that it is flooded." Sherlock pulled out An amazed smile, looking up and down at Jian Ruo, brow full of sarcasm, "What a chic new way to destroy the world. I think you will like it. - I really don't understand why you always spend your brain on such useless things On the other hand, does adding more logic make your little brain explode? I really sympathize with your brain, it must be painful to be full of crap, right?"

——Did you know that you speak English very quickly?Do you know that you speak like you are playing English listening?Do you know that the baby does not take the English listening test in the college entrance examination? The teacher taught us how to block the listening to do the objective questions later?The conversation between two people in the listening comprehension of the college entrance examination can be blocked. Isn't it more than enough to block an English-speaking person?

Jian Ruo rolled her eyes, ignored all his remarks, but directly changed the subject: "Do you want to eat apples?"

Although it was in a questioning tone, she had already put a knife on the apple with one hand, leaned towards Sherlock, and made a gesture to share the apple: "I can't eat it by myself."

Sherlock showed a disgusted expression: "In fact, if you are good at observing, you will know that I only eat about five centimeters in radius, evenly rosy and..."

Jian Ruo's face was already dark, she stared at Sherlock with a tigerish face, her hand sank slightly, the blade stuck into the apple: "Do you want to eat it or not?"

"..." Sherlock showed a strange expression. He looked like a cat whose tail was twitched unexpectedly. He spoke arrogantly, and was about to say the word of rejection when he saw Jane Tight fingers, the slightly pressed blade, and a little bit of juice overflowing.

Restrained, skilled, deft.

She is good at knife work, obsessive-compulsive disorder, has an almost intuitive grasp of weight, self-confidence, and likes to manipulate the audience... Wait, it's like a sharp syllable suddenly came out of the tape, and the gears of the mind were forced to stop, Sherlock The frames in front of me were all static, and it only took a few seconds. Jian Ruo was still sitting there, smiling with a hint of pressure in her eyes.

Sherlock blinked.Out of an indescribable intuition——

He took the apple.

This is a historic moment.

Jian Ruo bit the other half in a good mood, and helped Sherlock refill his coffee.Here's the bonus.

Have a good time.in a sense.

After eating the apple with an unhappy and awkward expression, Sherlock received a text message not long after. He glanced at the phone screen, and Jane Ruo noticed that his eyes were lit up at that moment, like a Clusters of fireworks, burning rapidly, exploding, gorgeous and shocking.

He stood up abruptly and looked down at Jian Ruo: "well, you haven't been to London." He said this with certainty, and pressed a few buttons on the phone with one hand.

Jian Ruo looked up at him, not used to this posture: "...Yes, I have never been there, except the first day I came from London." Who can blame this?A poor Chinese student came to the UK in a hurry to go to school and was busy solving life problems. How could he have the time in the United States to visit London, which is not very close?

"Oh—Jane," Sherlock said, looking like a cunning cat, "you have never been to England if you haven't been to London. I think you need to see the real London."