Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

When Clara woke up, Nancy was gone.

Clara searched every corner of the small grocery store, even the precious wooden cabinets, but she couldn't find Nancy. The doors and windows in the house were tightly closed, and it was impossible for her to find him. Chance ran out.Where did she go?

Clara was puzzled, so she had to dress up and go to 221b for help.

This was the first time she had come to Mr. Detective since Sherlock had thrown her out the door.

Clara is also sought after due to her looks, and her arrogant personality. After being kicked out by Sherlock, she can still ask for his help without any grievances. This is impossible.

So, she was downstairs at Mrs. Hudson's house, drank a pot of tea, and listened to Mrs. Hudson recalling her life. When Mrs. Hudson finally began to recall her childhood, Clara finally couldn't bear it.

"Dear Mrs. Hudson," Clara put down the teacup, and said helplessly, "Actually, I'm here because I have other business..."

"Of course you have other things," Mrs. Hudson added with a freshly boiled tea, and said with a smile, "you always come to see Sherlock, don't you?"

Clara was a little unconvinced: "I haven't been here for several days."

"I know." Mrs. Hudson looked at the stairs, "Didn't you just quarrel that time?"

She wanted to quarrel, but the other party didn't bother to quarrel with her.

Clara said seriously: "Mrs. Hudson, please don't get me wrong, I have business this time."

"What's the matter?"

"My cat is lost."

After finishing speaking, Clara realized that the person who was asking the question was not Mrs. Hudson in front of her, but the speaker had a low voice, and the voice came from behind. Clara turned her head and saw the detective with curly hair wearing a coat.

Hearing her "business", Sherlock raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Looking for a cat, you can handle it yourself."

"No! Sherlock, listen to me, this is no ordinary cat loss incident! I woke up this morning, and Nancy disappeared, and I closed the windows and doors when I went to bed at night!" To be exact, since Finding that Nancy could crawl in in the middle of the night to steal dried fish, she developed the habit of locking the doors and windows.

After Sherlock finished dressing, he didn't have much interest in Clara's words, and even joked: "So this is the case of losing the cat in the secret room?"

Clara thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

Sherlock: "..." I don't really want to ask for your approval, why nod.

He straightened his collar: "Sorry, Clara, I have other arrangements." Then he opened the door and walked out.

This made Clara very dissatisfied, she got up and shouted at his back: "What are you going to do?"

"Find the cat."

"..." Are you kidding me?He agreed to ignore the case of losing the cat, but he said he was going to find the cat?

Ah—could it be looking for someone else's cat?

That's pretty cool.

In view of the fact that the cold detective did not intend to apologize to her from the beginning to the end, after all, he was very ungentlemanly kicking a beautiful lady out of the house that day, and indirectly satirized that her cat is not as good as other people's cats , Clara is determined to find naughty Nancy by herself.

But as soon as she left Mrs. Hudson's house, she saw Yao Sulin standing at the door, looking eagerly into the shop, as if she realized that there was no one in the shop at the moment, and turned her head to leave.

"Su Lin?" Clara stopped her and hurried a few steps. Seeing that Yao Su Lin had noticed her, she waved her hand. When the other party saw her, she smiled at her.

When Clara walked in, Yao Sulin looked a little embarrassed and said, "I should call you first."

"Stop kidding, honey," Clara smiled and waved her hand, "Have you ever seen someone go grocery shopping with an appointment?"

"But your home is not an ordinary grocery store." Yao Sulin added, "I found that the quality of the things you gave me last time was very good, so if you want, can I order some more here?"

Clara said, "Of course, it's a pleasure to have you in our store."

"Ah?" Yao Sulin was puzzled.

"One of the customers." Clara hurriedly added, "Sorry, my cat is missing, I'm in a hurry."

Yao Sulin shrugged and asked, "Uh, what can I do for you?"

The general answer to such polite words is "Thank you, I can handle it by myself", but after hearing her self-recommendation, Clara nodded excitedly: "That's great! Come in!"

Yao Sulin was a little surprised, but she showed a high degree of tolerance towards this strange proprietress. When she received the invitation from the proprietress on a whim, she didn't refuse, and went straight into the shop.

In other words, why did Clara let a strange customer who had only met once into the store?Even if she doesn't play cards according to common sense, she won't relax her vigilance to this point.

The main thing is to talk about half a month ago. At that time, out of a casual attitude, I found that Yao Sulin had done some jobs that were completely different from her current occupation. This job should not be a senior "Museum Special Expert" The experience that intellectuals will have, it seems that she has been persecuted by others and has to show her face.

After that day, Yao Sulin's contradictions remained in her heart like a lump.Since she really couldn't let go of this question, Clara asked someone to check Yao Sulin's identity, and the result she got almost made her want to reward herself with a piece of cake.

She is a member of a Hong Kong mafia that specializes in smuggling cultural relics.Moreover, this group of people traveled back and forth between London and Hong Kong for a long time, as if they were in no one's land. This kind of strength reminded her of another thing she had been investigating.

The boss read her report and said to her: "During this time, gain Yao Sulin's trust as soon as possible, and try to find the big guy behind her."

Clara asked a lot: "Then Holmes—"

"It doesn't matter," the boss said with a smile. "He seems to have found a good and reliable partner. The doctor will dutifully watch over this crazy consulting detective."

Clara was very upset. This meant that Sherlock Holmes didn't need her surveillance. Then, maybe one day the Boss ordered her to leave Baker Street...

"Is there anything else, Miss Cooper?"

Clara came back to her senses, and shook her head: "No, sir." She was about to leave, but added maliciously, "Sir, there is something I don't know whether I should say it or not..."

"..." Boss seemed to be choked by her, and coughed lightly, "Talk."

Clara said sincerely: "Sherlock's sexual orientation seems to be male."

"Ahem!!" The person behind the table was choking on the tea and coughed desperately, while Clara stood innocently aside. After a while, Boss seemed to be better and said hoarsely, "Are you sure?" ?”

Clara paused: "To be honest, I'm not sure."

She seemed very worried: "At first, I wanted to wait for the official evaluation results to come out before I would tell you, but now that I am going to do such a dangerous job, if I don't come back..."

She made another expression of love and dedication: "So I will report to you in advance, um... I remember that in the initial document, there was a request to evaluate his sexuality."

Boss asked strangely: "Then what do you mean?"

"Doctor Watson and Sherlock are so in tune..." Clara was very reserved.

Boss: "..."

On the one hand, she held resentment against Sherlock for kicking her out, on the other hand, she wanted to hint that her existence was still useful, so a string of words to smear Sherlock passed into the Boss' ears.

Clara was still pretending to be looking for the cat, but now that Yao Sulin came by herself, she had to seize the opportunity to talk well, and put aside the matter of looking for Nancy, anyway, such a fierce cat shouldn't cause any problems.

"Su Lin, thank you for your willingness to help." Clara said politely, "Now there are not many caring people like you. I just went to ask the neighbor for help, but I was ruthlessly rejected."

Yao Sulin felt a little embarrassed by her compliments, and said, "What does your cat look like?"

"It's just an ordinary tiger-striped tabby cat," Clara gestured with her hand, "it's about this size. Oh, by the way, her name is Nancy, and she's a very fierce cat."

"Larry is a very vicious cat." A female servant said to Sherlock, pulling at the hem of her clothes, "so at first we just suspected that he went to fight again, but it has been several days, and he hasn't come back yet. There is no sign of him at the Foreign Office, and we have no choice but to invite you, Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock maintained good manners, and his smile did not change. After listening to the description of the female servant, he said, "Maybe I can let my assistant handle this matter later," he turned his head and said to the anxious wife in front of him. , "Madam Prime Minister, he will bring Larry back safely."

No. 10 Downing Street called him and asked him to help with an urgent case.

Where is 10 Downing Street?Prime Minister's Office!

Sherlock, who was being tortured by boredom, almost jumped three feet high at that time. A prisoner who can poke a basket in the prime minister's mansion must not be underestimated. With anticipation, he packed up and went out.

Oh, and I also rejected Clara's cat-finding invitation from Clara, whom I haven't seen for a long time. She didn't come to bother him for a long time, but she was a little uncomfortable. She asks out, and declines her various invitations to date.

Fortunately this time, Clara didn't come for half a month, and he had nothing to do for half a month, so he was going to be scrapped into a pile of carrion.

It's just that he has calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect that the people from the Prime Minister's Office invited him here because they wanted him to find a cat-should it be said that he was a prophecy?The word "looking for a cat" that he said to Clara before going out was just to tease her, but it turned out that he really came to look for a cat...

It might as well go back and help Clara find the cat. After all, Nancy was born as a wild cat, and the hiding plan is a little trickier, and the cat in the Prime Minister’s Mansion, who eats and drinks for food every day, can have any strange hiding methods. .

"Mr. Holmes, don't fool me." The Prime Minister's wife sternly refused, "We will pay you, please help us find Larry as quickly as possible!"

Tsk, it reminded him of the rent issue again.

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