Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

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The next day, when Clara woke up to Nancy's call, she felt a splitting headache as soon as she opened her eyes, she smelled of alcohol all over her body, her hair was messy, her clothes were wrinkled, and her face was still dry in some places. Baba condensed tears——

No, it's very ugly.

First I got some food for Nancy, and Clara went to take a shower. After cleaning, it finally made her feel better. Therefore, this is a lesson from blood and tears. No matter how sad you are, don’t choose to drink worry.

First of all, worry will never be drowned, and second, after waking up, it will only be more worrying and uglier.

Clara crossed the hangover in her heart, and after getting dressed, she went to open the store door, thinking that she would have to go to the hospital in the afternoon, but when she didn't want to open the door, she saw the detective standing at the door.

The memories of the previous night slowly came to Clara's mind...

"I didn't pick your closet on purpose." Clara apologized sincerely, "But I really don't know, you actually have the exact same trench coats in your entire closet."

Sherlock frowned: "Only remember this one thing?"

The tone was very bad, as if stimulated, Clara asked hesitantly: "Could it be that I kissed you?"

"..." Seeing that she really didn't have any impression, Sherlock choked back full of doubts and turned to leave.

Clara stopped him: "Wait, how did you know I would open the door at this time?"

"I am here--"

"You waited at the door all night?" Clara said shyly, "So, the text message you sent me that day was true? You really fell in love with me?"

"I checked online how long a hangover usually takes to rest." Sherlock clarified, "Don't think too much, Clara."

Clara said unwillingly: "Then I took a bath! How can you explain this period of time!"

Well, this really doesn't explain it...

Sherlock had indeed wandered around the street for half an hour waiting for her to open the door. Now that she had told her the truth, there was a question that had to be asked.

"Clara, I can understand that you are drunk," Sherlock simply entered the store, Clara had to take a few steps back, and he continued to ask, "But why did you go to 221b after you were drunk, and put me The imitation is so vivid, the strangest thing, do you know what it is?"

Clara felt a little guilty: "I ripped out your closet and put on your coat?"

Clara's guilty conscience was obvious, which made Sherlock even more curious, so she pressed her every step of the way, and Clara couldn't help but continue to retreat, Sherlock said: "No, the strangest thing is that you know the deductive method, not only know it, but also know how to use it. "

"How did you tell me before..." Sherlock looked down at her, "You said you don't know anything about deduction?"

She has told so many lies, why should she ask this one...

Clara looked honest: "I'm not afraid that you will think I'm stupid, so I want to wait until I have a feeling for the deductive method, at least I can get on the stage before I tell you..."

Well, this sentence is not true or false again.

Sherlock's low voice rang in her ear: "How did you get in? You don't have the key to 221b."

"I drank too much, I forgot," Clara said innocently, "Hmm... Maybe I climbed in through the window? Spider-Man? Piupiupiu~"

Under Sherlock's mentally retarded eyes, Clara retracted her waving hand angrily, and muttered, "I didn't steal anything."

"Of course you didn't steal anything," Sherlock smiled, and took a step back to make room for her. "You also helped me change the coffee table, so how did you climb the window with the coffee table in your arms? Well, Spider-Woman Xia?"

To be honest, she can carry the wardrobe up to the sixth floor with one hand, and it's nothing to climb a wall with the tea table in her arms.However, regarding her strange power, she didn't want to reveal it so unreservedly.

Clara chose not to admit it, and said seriously: "Sherlock, what on earth do you want to do?" She picked up the mobile phone next to her and shook it, "I made an appointment with a doctor today, I'm going to the hospital, you can Long story short-"

Before she finished speaking, the screen of the phone suddenly lit up, followed by a text message notification, and Sherlock just saw the above text message——

"I am sorry, Mrs. Holmes, but the business has been cancelled."

The sender is an unknown number.

Sherlock actually read out the content of the text message in a serious manner, and Clara thought it was over this time, and her wishful thinking was caught by the detective again.

"Mrs. Holmes? Eh?"

Sherlock stared at Clara, and suddenly realized that the most outrageous thing the proprietress did was nothing more than this. He secretly named himself "Mrs. Holmes", or told the waiter "We are a couple" openly, and the rest involved his disgust. but nothing was done.

What she concealed was only her personal information, and it did not involve conflicts of interest with Sherlock.

Then why did he care so much?

Because Clara knew him too well, for example, in the "imitation show" last night, Watson was by his side all morning, admiring the proprietress's lifelike performance, but in contrast to Sherlock, he had nothing to do with Clara Know, even if you know the information, it is just disguised.

This kind of imbalance made him more and more wary of Clara, even brooding.

But, as Clara jokingly put it to him on Christmas Eve - "Secrets make a woman more 'woman'."

Who doesn't have any secrets, let alone women who especially love to hide secrets.

……All right.

In fact, this is not the reason why he is willing to let go of his guard against Clara...

Her tears are.

Sherlock took out the credit card from his pocket and waved it in front of the flustered Clara: "I haven't paid for the tea table last night."

Sherlock actually handed her the credit card back to her!

If she was the one who occupied him in every possible way and was unwilling to return it to him before, did Sherlock take the initiative to express his trust in her now? !

real or fake!

Is she still hungover?

Clara took the credit card in a daze, and turned it over and over in disbelief.

"The text message just now reminded you that the business has been cancelled," Sherlock's mellow low voice reached her ears. "Could it be because you have no money to pay, 'Mrs. Holmes'?"

"Listen to me!" said Clara in a panic. "I didn't mean to... oh, I did, but I didn't expect you to see this Mrs. Holmes—oh, I'm sorry!"

The eloquent proprietress actually couldn't choose what to say.

It turns out that if the proprietress tells too many lies, it will be disadvantageous to tell the truth.Sherlock thought, this is also a good piece of information.

etc--

If she hopes to express her sincerity, it is the time when she is full of loopholes.Judging from this, those words last night were all spoken without any warning...

Then things are complicated, because what did she say last night?

Walking with Winslow!

He remembered... Winslow was a lawyer, wasn't he?

Oh, it's so interesting.

Ahem, letting go of your guard doesn't mean you stop looking for answers, you have to keep thinking about what you should think about.

Sherlock smiled at Clara: "Aren't you going to the hospital? Then I won't bother you." After speaking, he just walked away.

Is today's detective awake?Why has the attitude towards her changed so drastically?

Clara looked at the credit card in her hand. Did she say something she shouldn't have said yesterday?Or made promises that shouldn't be made, such as "be gentle with me, and I'll tell you all about my family" and other bastard words?

Clara was still thinking about the reason for the whole incident, but she didn't want a coat full of alcohol to fall on her head. Clara immediately tore off the clothes, and saw the detective go back and forth, and suddenly turned cold: "Clara Cooper, I almost forgot the most important thing, how dare you spit on my clothes?"

"Then you still threw your clothes on me!" Clara was shocked, "I just took a shower!"

"Go wash it again." Sherlock looked at the familiar clothes, thought about the smell again, and immediately cleared his favor with Clara, "wash the clothes clean too!"

Clara smiled bluntly: "You despise me?"

Sherlock turned his head and left, while Clara behind him was still thinking about it.

"...The day before yesterday I sent someone a text message saying 'I love you', and 10 minutes ago she called someone Mrs. Holmes, but in the blink of an eye, she left me aside and asked me to do laundry!" Clara raised her voice, "Listen I'll leave after I finish—"

Sherlock didn't look back.

you are vicious……

Clara pinched the clothes and shook them away, er, this smell is indeed...

Hey, this time is really a lesson of blood and tears, the hangover is really bad!

Clara was still worrying about her clothes, but a voice came from outside the door.

"Ma'am, I want a lemon!"

"Here we come!" Clara called back to the customer outside, threw the clothes on the side table, and walked leisurely to the door. The customer was a cute kid, um... I hadn't seen it before.

Clara smiled: "Hello, did you just move here?"

"No," the kid said in a soft voice, "A big brother asked me to come over and buy a lemon, and ask the proprietress a question by the way."

Clara thought to herself, this is something new, so she said, "Okay, you can ask."

"If you had to describe yourself in just one word, what would it be?"

This question is rather interesting. Could it be that a certain suitor entrusted a child to deliver the message?Then he is really caring, worthy of recognition and encouragement!It's better to play with him.

"That's more than one word," so Clara replied with a smile: "beautiful, smart, cute, gentle, considerate, witty, generous, dignified, and stable. That's right, it's all me,"

The kid didn't think so, and said with a smile, "No."

Clara followed him and said, "Then tell me, what is it?"

The kid still smiled cutely, and whispered a word.

The voice is still sweet.

But after Clara heard this, the smile froze on her face immediately.

The author says:

High energy ahead!Oh no, the first two chapters are high energy!