Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

After returning to the grocery store, Clara deliberated for several days before sending this short recording to the busy Boss, feeling a little nervous.

Not long after, an email from Boss arrived.

"This recording has no substantive content. You have been busy for a few days, so you just give this to me?"

Clara unscrupulously made a face at the screen, thinking that the other party would not be able to see it anyway, but the words and sentences of the reply were carefully considered.

"Yao Sulin didn't stay in this organization voluntarily. Although I didn't get any other useful information, it proves that this organization is not so impenetrable."

Boss took a long time to come back this time——

"Miss Cooper, do you want to go undercover? If so, then I have a better place for you to go."

Clara curled her lips. If she really went undercover, as long as the other party offered enough attractive conditions, she might become a double agent.

"Sir, although I can't be an undercover agent, it doesn't mean that Yao Sulin can't. According to her description, the organization is cold-blooded and ruthless. If the timing is right, it won't be a problem to bribe one or two. Moreover, Yao Sulin's only concern is her brother. The first One way, we instigated rebellion with her brother..."

"So there is a second way?"

"Either kill her brother, let her think it was done by someone in the organization, and the little white rabbit who is in a hurry will bite."

The person on the other side of the screen stared at the email and fell into thinking. Finally, he replied, "Okay, I will think about it. You continue to follow up with Yao Sulin."

Clara raised her eyebrows, so which plan will he adopt?Why don't you say anything...

"Miss Cooper, don't play double-faced tricks under my hands, you will hurt yourself. You may hope that I will take pity on Yao Sulin after listening to this audio, and then let her go. First of all, if this trick works, when you She was let go a long time ago. And, since she did it, she has to be responsible for what she did, and I don't care about her reasons."

The little thought was discovered, and Clara tapped on the keyboard in frustration.

In her opinion, Yao Sulin is completely taken advantage of. She obviously did everything because she was forced to do it by the other party, but now the Boss says "she must be responsible for what she does", which is totally wrong. Drive her to a dead end.There is no comparison between this situation and Clara's back then!

Clara sighed, closed the notebook, and looked at it with her mobile phone. It's strange to say recently.

Except that there is one more Yao Sulin who has a closer relationship with her.Lawyer Winslow, who had been pestering her some time ago, hadn't heard from her since Christmas; Louise didn't reply as quickly as before to the messages she sent to Louise, and she seemed to be in a bad state recently, always Being criticized by her boss, Clara wanted to call to comfort her, but she couldn't wait for her to answer the phone. The reason for each reply was "I overslept and didn't hear the notification tone"; more up.

Well, like this one——

"Clara, can you bring me a bag of tea?"

If this was an ordinary person, she would definitely roll her eyes and send a sentence of "I love to buy it, don't buy it", but since the other party is Sherlock, the extra service of home delivery... can be considered as appropriate.

After all, if she didn't send him these little things, she might not see Sherlock for a week or two.In the past few years, she has already seen through that as long as Sherlock has no case in hand, he will stay at home and act like a demon, refusing to go out to see the beautiful London.

There are many ways for detectives to act as monsters, either by messing with bottles and cans, making some reactants, one accidentally blowing up the living room, or pulling the violin out of the chainsaw to disturb the people, or painting the walls in fluorescent colors in the middle of the night... … Lately he likes to shoot guns at walls, making weird patterns with bullet holes.

So, now I know why the handsome and intelligent Mr. Holmes ended up in a homeless situation in London... It is because the neighbors and roommates always complain about renting a house.

As for buying a house, man, he's not happy with all the complications and "boring and unhelpful relationships" to deal with.

Clara picked out a box of tea leaves, which was given by Yao Sulin, and she was very happy to accept this gift, and now it's okay to borrow flowers to present Buddha.But he didn't want to happen to meet Dr. Watson who just came home as soon as he went out with the tea.

"Hey, John."

Clara caught a glimpse of the smile on the corner of his mouth that was too late to retract, and saw his neat clothes and decorations. When she got closer, she could still smell the faint scent of perfume.

Hmm... Judging by the weather, the doctor should have had a pretty romantic dinner time.

Watson smiled at her, polite and gentle as always: "How are you, Clara, how is your evening?"

"Certainly not as wonderful as your night, doctor." Clara winked at him ambiguously, "Why, didn't Sarah keep you overnight?"

"She's a devout Christian, and she won't have—" Watson was about to explain, and then paused, frowning at Clara, "wait, how do you know that Sarah and I...she told your?"

Seeing his slow response to questioning, Clara suddenly felt that the doctor was extremely cute, and laughed loudly: "Oh, John, the smell of your perfume and your clothes betray you, believe it or not, Sherlock will say the same later."

Watson, please forgive me, since he moved into Baker Street, he feels like he is running around naked every day, and he doesn't keep any little secrets, let alone Sherlock, no matter how weird he is, he is still a male roommate, and, in general, he I still enjoy the process of solving puzzles with this Mr. Detective, but the proprietress just——

She was a lady, and a very pretty lady at that!

Watson was very fortunate. Fortunately, he gave up the idea of ​​pursuing the proprietress at the beginning. If he couldn't catch up with him, let it be. If he caught up with him, then a very upright person would dare to take this lady with him.

Seeing Clara accompanying him all the way, Watson couldn't help asking, "Hey, are you going to visit Sherlock?"

"Yes," Clara shook the tea leaves, feeling emotional, "The proprietress brought the cutie home to deliver."

Watson was surprised: "Your store can still deliver goods to your door?"

"This service is only open to Mr. Sherlock Holmes." Clara said indifferently.

Watson: "..." Well, as expected.

After chatting with Mrs. Hudson, Clara and Watson went upstairs. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a small yellow and white snake lying on the coffee table. Sherlock was sitting leisurely on the sofa, wearing gray pajamas, as if he was blind.

"Sherlock! What is this?" Watson was about to be driven crazy by the various situations of his roommate.

"Stand back and watch me." Clara stopped Watson, who was about to go berserk, Shi Shiran stepped forward, followed a glass jar placed on the table, reached out to hold the snake's head and seven inches, Quickly and accurately put it upside down under the glass jar, and quickly pressed the tea box on top.

Clara turned her head and gave Watson a beautiful smile: "Come in, it's safe here."

Watson: "..." There are all kinds of birds in the forest.Gao Renda hides in the city, carrying a poisonous snake with him, and the proprietress of the grocery store is not to be outdone, she catches the snake with her bare hands to quell the potential murder.

Sherlock glanced at Clara, who looked contemptuously at the venomous snake spitting out its letter. He did not comment on this, and turned his head to look at Watson. From this angle, he could just see it under the indoor light. He paused for a colorless lip print that faintly reflected under the lamp: "Oh, she put on lip balm and kissed you..."

……

What is the proprietress, the roommate is the real beauty.Watson thought to himself, this time he really ran naked.

Fortunately, Clara was not very interested in this, so she sat on the sofa and said to Sherlock with a smile: "Sherlock, you have to restrain yourself, or you will lose your good roommate."

"No," Sherlock tapped the glass fiber reinforced plastic with his hand, and said in a low voice, "John is very interested in deduction, and he won't be disgusted."

It's strange if you don't feel disgusted... Clara looked at the doctor who was walking towards the dining table angrily, and listened to Sherlock's words, and replied, "It's true, I can see it."

Watson turned back: "How did you see it?"

"Your blog!" Clara slapped the table excitedly, causing the little snake to turn to her suddenly. Clara didn't notice Sherlock frowned, and continued, "Oh my God, I'll read the 'Pink Research' article." I’ve read it four or five times, it’s so exciting and interesting, that’s why I fell in love with detective novels!”

Sherlock reacted to this. The small teacup in his hand was placed on the coffee table rather ungentlemanly, and he was startled by the little snake in the fiberglass. Sherlock looked at Watson and said, "You wrote the taxi case last time. In the blog?"

Watson nodded, ignoring Sherlock's vague anger.

"Very good, Sherlock," Clara said pretending to be relieved, "Thanks to John's blog post, I think I know you a lot," Clara suppressed a smile, "Let me ask you a question, cough Cough... how many prime ministers has the Queen experienced?"

"Come on," Watson could not help saying to the mischievous Clara, "this is too hard for him."

Sherlock glanced at Clara, and the way she pursed her lips to suppress her smile, and paused: "Why should I answer you?"

"Because I'm good-looking." Clara said cheekily, and even softened her voice to be coquettish, "Say it, talk it, talk it~"

Sherlock frowned, this string of "Say it" was like a magic voice.

He replied a little irritably: "Two."

And he seemed very confident: "The current prime minister and the former prime minister."

Clara has collapsed on the sofa in overjoyed manner, with no image of smiling.

Sherlock chose to ignore the madam who was laughing madly, and turned around: "What have you written in your blog?"

He couldn't help asking: "Also, what's the strange name 'Pink Research'?"

Seeing Sherlock's rare embarrassment, Watson felt that he was revenged.

He said innocently: "I didn't write anything, I just said that the extremely clever and genius detective is actually a guy with zero common sense. In addition, the 'pink character research' was named based on the clues at the scene. The woman, the mobile phone, and the luggage Box, everything is pink, isn't it?"

"Trust me, doctor..." Clara suggested with a smile, "We must organize these blog posts into a book and publish them, which will become popular all over the world. Would you like to think of a pseudonym for you, Marquez? Dickens? Doyle? Ren Jun choose."

Watson didn't hold back, and smiled: "I think Doyle is not bad."

The author has something to say: Former prime ministers: I really did something wrong!