Episode 1——"The Old Man, the Ruffian and the Cook"

【"Do you know Schrödinger's cat?"】

【"If you don't lift the lid, you will never know whether the cat inside is dead or alive. It will always be in a superposition state of half dead and not alive."】

【"So you want to gamble? Just guess the order in which the three guys died."】

In the locked room, a dim light tube shimmered alone on the wall.

The three men with different skin colors and ages looked at each other in blank dismay, but none of them moved.

There was a long silence between each other, and the young man who was tied to the chair tentatively said, "Can anyone untie the rope for me?"

When these words were uttered, a certain state was broken, and the awkward atmosphere in the room did not ease at all, on the contrary, it became more tense.

There is a kind of people who are born with the ability to sense wavelengths similar to themselves.

These three people are all buyers who tried to "do bad things" just now, but are now locked in one place.

One mountain accommodates three tigers, and the dark tide surges.

The chef picked up his knife from the ground, and carefully wiped off the dust on it with a cloth, taking good care of it.

After he finished wiping, he forgot to glance at the old man who was far away and was combing his slightly messy silver-gray hair.

Sensing his gaze, the old man nodded with a friendly and gentle smile, and even stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture——

The chef bowed slightly, raised his knife and walked towards the young man.

【"Hey, hey, I saw it. I said that the one who is tied to the chair will die first, and he has no ability to resist."】

【"Shhhhhhh... it's either life or death, there is no middle measure. Let's keep watching."】

Sure enough, no fancy nonsense, no idle hesitation.

Raising the knife with his hand, a piece of fresh and tender meat that was so thin and translucent was firmly covered on the blade that was glowing with cold light.

The chef looked indifferent, and the old man admired: "This kind of knife skills is indeed honed for a long time."

Just like Maxima met Bole, the chef put the first special sushi on the plate, spread the tablecloth on it, and the soy sauce and wasabi were all ready. He politely and silently invited his only guest to taste it.

The old man walked forward slowly and stood by the table.

Half of it is a cold weapon, and the other half is a warm food. The rough and simple wooden table naturally blends these two elements together.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the rice and dipped it in the sauce, sniffed the blood-colored delicious sweetness and the slight sourness like tasting red wine, and then ate it——

"This is simply God's masterpiece!" After a long time, he closed his eyes and sighed.

The chef stared at his movements, not letting go of the old man's expression. After being affirmed, his eyes lit up. In this kind of encouragement, he almost couldn't wait to walk towards the young man who was already crying with a lot of tears and snot.

The customer is God - he wants the best for his God.

【"I think of Ling Chi, why don't we make a bet on how many cuts he will have before he dies happily?"】

【"Hey, even if he tried to blow you up, you don't have to make trouble like that, right? I despise you! I bet $15."]

【"...Do you dare to be more shameless?"】

Under the watchful eyes of the old man, the chef offered his second course.

Different from the light and thin meat as an appetizer, the main meal is the shiny jaw sashimi. The lemon-yellow fat particles are dotted like tiny fish roe.

The old man stared at it greedily for half a minute, and then carefully put it in his mouth after admiring it.

The layered chewing sensation overflows between the lips and teeth, and the smooth, sweet but not greasy warm aroma has a long aftertaste.

The old man closed his eyes while chewing, and put his hands behind his back.

"Your idea is very original. But I thought, can I order a meal?" He smiled for the chef's opinion.

It is really rare to meet a veteran who has the same interests. The chef almost happily invites the guests to choose their favorite ingredients.

The old man walked around the young man twice, squatting down and pinching his bleeding arms and thighs during the process...

The young man was in a trance due to excessive blood loss, and his slightly closed eyes were full of viciousness.

He could no longer hear voices because his ears were gone.

Can't speak either because the jaw is missing.

But he still had a feeling, he felt that the old man had quietly stuffed something into his bound hands?

Is it a long and thin needle tube?

He pressed, burning the hemp rope on his hand with the sulfuric acid inside, and it didn't matter if it dripped on his hand occasionally, because there was no pain there long ago.

Finally, before the fifth course was finished, the trapped beast broke free from the rope.

With all his strength, he threw the white-clothed chef who was harvesting the ingredients to the ground, held up the needle and stabbed it like crazy!tie!tie!

To the mouth, to the cheek.

The thin, withered cook and the desperate young man twisted together.

With the concerted efforts of needles and fingers, the chef is beyond recognition.

Putting the eyeballs that fell out back into his mouth, the young man staggered and tried to stand up.

Then, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Biting cold.

The old man who had been sitting and watching the fight between the two picked up a screwdriver from the table slowly, and stabbed the young man's neck after the chef died completely.

"Sorry, but I like to be in control, whether it's diet or whatever."

The old man's smile was the same as always, he gracefully wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with a square scarf, and staggered on a chair waiting for the last moment.

When the explosion sounded, everything disappeared without a trace.

【...Max, what is the purpose of you copying this back? 】

【Why?I thought you would complain about the buyer, so I secretly recorded it for you to vent your grievances. 】

At this time, Guan Zu and his party had already bid farewell to Lin Sheng and returned to Hong Kong.

They lazily nested in the secret base that had not been used for a long time, and they were a little at a loss when they were free for a while.

After Max answered, no one answered for a long time.

They are all thinking similar questions in their minds-would we be more ridiculous today than they are without that videotape?

You can't be sure of anything until you get the results.

The result that they didn't die in the plot may not be the best, and the result that they didn't die in the plot may not be the worst.

They may have been bad guys and now they are good guys, they may never have changed.

The ending of three cats is not the worst, and the current situation of five cats is not the best.

Before opening the lid, all theoretical evidence is so illusory.

I don't know, is I a "bad guy" now?Or has it become a "good guy"?

"Speaking of which, complaining and resentment are really boring!" Guan Zu lay down on the floor without any image.

Life is in your own hands.

As for life and death, they have been able to decide for themselves.

Little Theater 2 - "Sherlock the Flying Detective"

Sheldon had a restless night's sleep.

The reason was that the upstairs room, which had been silent for more than half a year, now sounded like a cat scratching the door of a violin.

In the original neighborhood relationship agreement, it was clearly marked that it was strictly forbidden to play any musical instruments in the house after [-] pm.

I checked the time - 03:00.

Sheldon, who was paranoid about the promise, opened the door irritably, and while tying the belt of his nightgown, walked towards the gate, wanting to go upstairs to ask for an explanation.

Leonard, who was also sleepless, stopped him in anticipation: "Sheldon, Connie's room has been deserted for more than half a year, and now it's finally getting a little noisy. Don't bother others, okay?"

"Disgusting?" Shelton turned around in disbelief, and retorted solemnly: "Well, you can flout the letter of the law, disregard the rules and regulations of the world, and be an anarchist as much as you like, but I— — Sheldon Cooper has been a good, law-abiding citizen for over 30 years! If I'm annoying, you're Khan from Star Trek 2!"

Leonard was a little surprised when he heard the words: "How do you say?"

"Death dictator!"

"Oh... I thought you thought I looked like him." Leonard smirked while immersed in YY.

"First, your height is not long enough, and second... your face is not long enough." Shelton poured cold water on him again, and walked upstairs.

The sound of the cat scratching the door continued, and Leonard, who came to the neighbor’s door, still insisted on persuading: "Maybe, she played the violin because of something troublesome, you might as well be patient tonight and try to play the violin." How about a nice, nice neighbor?"

"Maybe she has encountered some pervert again. The sound of the violin is actually a distress signal. By the way, why do you keep asking me? Why don't you ask her to be a good neighbor?" Sheldon snapped his fingers in front of Leonard: " Come on, you war madman, wake up the evil in your heart!"

Leonard, who had been inexplicably changed, looked at the Sheldon in front of him who was suspected of lack of sleep and had a hysterical mind... Sorry for the mistake, he has always been out of mind.

Sheldon knocked on the door—

Dong Dong Dong: "Connie." x3

The door opened, and a golden head poked out: "Who is there?"

Um?man?

Leonard was a little surprised, but still greeted him friendly: "Hello, we are the tenants living downstairs, my name is Leonard, he is Sheldon, I..."

"Let me tell you this, please stop letting that piece of wood continue to roar immediately!" Sheldon interrupted Leonard and said bluntly.

The other party paused for a second before realizing what "wood" referred to, and smiled a little awkwardly: "That...my name is John Watson, I'm sorry my friend disturbed your rest."

After speaking, he turned his head and yelled at someone sawing wood in the room: "Sherlock! Stop playing your violin!"

A deep voice answered without hesitation: "No."

The cat changed its paw and continued to scratch the door...

"Oh!" Sheldon stepped into the room irritably, and unexpectedly saw the tall and thin man with his back facing him in the living room: "Do you really want to..."

Hearing the sound, Sherlock turned his head.

Sheldon froze, and immediately forgot what he wanted to say.

"Hey! You look a lot like Khan in "Star Trek 2." He stared at the elongated face and said blankly.

Sherlock frowned slightly: "What?"

"A very distinctive, calm and wise character." Shelton waved his hands in front of his eyes, smiled and took out his mobile phone in his nightgown and asked expectantly: "Can I take a photo with you? Next month's comic Let me play Spock and you come as Khan, we will definitely win the first prize!"

Hey, that's not how you defined that role when you faced me just now! —Leonard slander.

"I'm very busy next month." After mercilessly refusing, he finally put the violin aside, sat down on the sofa, and looked at the two visiting guests with his head tilted.

Sheldon's blind-sighted mode is on: "The comic exhibition will be held for a week, and you can go to any day during the week...Of course, the premise is that you can buy tickets."

"I said, I'm busy next month." Reject x2.

"Why? You're wasting your time with such a face? What are you up to?"

"Sheldon, you are very rude..." Leonard tried to stop his roommate from asking.

Sherlock glanced at him up and down, and then rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested in participating in any comic exhibition with the obsessive-compulsive nerd. If I have to go, I believe the submissive cohabitant behind you is more suitable for you."

Leonard Shelton looked at each other.

Watson rubbed his forehead and sighed.

Sheldon: "It's ridiculous, where do I have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Leonard: "How do you know we're roommates?"

Sherlock explained in one go: "Facing a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, simple negation cannot satisfy your curiosity. Judging from your three knocks on the door with exactly the same rhythm, you are a shrewd, shrewd and critical person. You know the owner of this house but there was no surprise when he saw me, and he hasn't asked until now, which means that your relationship with her is either a casual acquaintance, or you are too difficult to get along with. Possessing such unflattering traits You can also find a companion to come with you in the middle of the night, which means that your roommate is tolerant of you with the most tolerant mind..."

Watson: "I agree with that."

"..." Sherlock glanced at him and continued: "A well-organized person who is used to sorting daily necessities into categories, but came here in loose pajamas, your behavior of me playing the violin in the middle of the night Very dissatisfied, so in order to express my apology, I might as well guess what is going on in your mind right now?"

Sherlock approached Sheldon without warning, staring straight at him.

Sheldon became like a frightened little rabbit in an instant, but when he saw the other party's face that made him very happy, his expression turned violent again...

Sherlock concluded with certainty "You're thinking of Khan."

Looking at his roommate's tangled expression, the gloating Leonard almost wanted to hug Sherlock.

He is very happy to make friends with heroes who can deflate Sheldon: "Excuse me, what do you do?" He asked curiously and kindly.

Perhaps because Leonard's aura is somewhat similar to Watson's, Sherlock's attitude towards him is quite gentle: "I'm a consulting detective."

"Listen to your accent, are you from England?"

Resolutely: "No, from aliens."

"Hahaha! He hasn't slept for a few days and his head is not clear!" The military doctor interrupted the honest detective with a forced dry smile: "We came back from abroad, uh... visiting friends."

"Wait a minute, I heard him say aliens!" Shelton regained his composure and said, "Vulcan? Are you really coming back for revenge?"

"Sheldon, you should go back to bed." Leonard reluctantly stepped forward to grab the sleep-deprived roommate.

"No, I'm from Asgard, and I want to check the information when I return to Earth."

"Hahaha!" Watson laughed dryly for the second time. He gave the bear roommate who was suspected of having been given Veritaserum a cup of coffee, and moved in sync with Leonard: "Sherlock, you should take a break too!"

"Sorry, do you have any ice cubes? I feel that Sheldon seems to have a fever..." Leonard looked at the sleepy Sheldon and explained apologetically: "He has been researching atomic power recently and lacks sleep. Kind of hysterical."

"I completely understand!" Watson pointed to the refrigerator in a manner that didn't need to be said: "The ice cubes are in there, please feel free."

"Thank you." Leonard opened the refrigerator door.

Then froze there.

Seeing the frozen roommate, Shelton moved over curiously.

His eyes widened in horror, and he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth...

Watson slapped his head—too bad he forgot!

In the refrigerator, there is a head of a flame giant.

It was the test specimen that Sherlock planned to bring back to study the structure with the earth instrument.

The author has something to say: [Fan Wai Yi]

The 5 cats who have been locked in the box-the bear children have finally grown up in a real sense.

【Special episode [-]】

Let me introduce what Sherlock is busy with recently: helping people solve crimes in alien planets, and bringing some small gifts back to Earth by the way.

He is quite familiar with the directions of various time and space gates, and he will go back to Lin Sheng's house because it is close (introduce Sheldon to him by the way)!

Sheldon: "To quote a line from "The Wrath of the Khan" - He made me suffer, and I will fight him to the end!"

ps: I can’t understand the locked chapters, I’m already desperate... Anyway, it doesn’t affect the reading, just skip that chapter and read it later!

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