[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Packed Christmas presents, hummed a little tune and went downstairs.

Alison had gone home to Mrs Gwynn in North Gower Street on Christmas Eve.So I repaired all the flowers to be sent and put them on the dining table.Of course, our heroine could run into a case if she ever thought about helping to send flowers...but that's a story.Let's not mention it now.

Standing in front of 221B, the exquisitely carved door knocker is still warm.Sharon looked at the deliberately skewed door knocker and smiled.Adorable OCD?

After knocking on the door, an old woman with pale hair poked her head out, cracking eggs.The moment he saw Sharon, he grinned knowingly:

"Oh——I think you are the Sharon that Sherlock said? Come in~!"

He is an old man who is as childlike as Mrs. Gwen.After searching the TV drama information in my mind, this should be Mrs. Hudson, the landlord.She nodded politely and stepped into the door.

"I was really shocked when I heard that Sherlock had a sister." Mrs. Hudson made a funny face, "I didn't expect you to be so small... oh my God! Sherlock Are you going to make eyeball soup!"

The sudden sound startled Sharon who was fiddling with the chemical test tubes.Looking up again, she saw her second brother was buttoning up his suit and walking downstairs.Does he still have the habit of taking a nap?Or... the girl who is considered half a rotten girl can't help thinking about it.But Mrs. Hudson suppressed this messy flirting: "He ran around London with John last night... John should still be asleep... Sigh, why is the recent criminal profession so popular?"

Sure enough, the reality is very realistic!With a slight breath, she turned her hands away and raised a healing smile: "So, dear Mr. Sherlock, what did you want to say when you called me over?" The neat curly hair is much messier than usual, but this is more like a cute and cute college student.Sherlock took a sip of water and replied in a calm tone. "Hey... Usually when you say 'Christmas', there is a subtext? For example, to help you do something?" Sharon twitched the corner of her mouth and asked back. In the end, she couldn't help but spurn herself.How long will this indelible inferiority complex in front of a genius last...

The pair of hands that were winding the violin suddenly patted the girl's shoulders, making her jump. "Then." The man shrugged, with a weird smile, "As you wish."

Because of the festival, the night is more religious than before.The distant sky is painted layer by layer with children's crayons, carrying the innocent singing from the church, the sound of violin and piano from the cozy cottage.

With the end of the last scrape, there was not too much but powerful applause. "Oh, it's great!" Mrs. Hudson blushed excitedly, "This ensemble is really great!" The doctor who was eating fruit licked his lips: "Sherlock, listen to me in a comfortable environment." Beautiful music... God, did you and Sharon clean all morning?"

Sharon sat on the piano bench, wanted to say something but dared not say it.What is "as you wish"?Being stared at by the kind of eyes that seem to suck people in, it is almost necessary to renovate 221B inside and out.The problem is that only she and Mrs. Hudson are the only ones doing the hard work. That tsundere detective from TAT just taps on his hand, and occasionally moves himself to mop the floor...

Is she an older sister or a younger sister?Supporting his head weakly, he asked God bitterly.

"But I'm also very surprised." Detective Lestrade, who hadn't appeared for a long time, took a sip of his wine and said, "Sharon actually became Sherlock's sister? Should I say it's fate, haha." He laughed happily The sound filled the room.She also thinks this is a kind of fate.No wonder the name "Lestrade" was so familiar when I first came here.But seeing that stupefied young man turned into a mature and stable police detective...she felt extremely emotional, was she the only one who didn't grow up?Oh, there is also a Sherlock who is like a child~

"Again," Sharon turned her head to look at the little curly-haired man with a slight dissatisfaction, "why didn't you just ask me to bring my accordion over?" This musical instrument that she learned before time travel), besides, she remembered that Mrs. Hudson's house didn't have a piano, did she go to move one?

Sherlock squinted at Sharon and spread his hands, "This is what Mycroft meant." Isn't it?Do you listen to that brother-in-law so much?Is this still Sherlock Holmes?For some reason, there is always a strange sense of disobedience in my heart, which is wrapped around the tip of my heart like a ball of thread.

"Ah~"

The ecstatic female voice stunned everyone present. "Irene Adler?" Sharon frowned.Sherlock said nothing, but there was an embarrassing flush on his pale face.No, this plot seems wrong?

"It's Jasmine."

This answer was a bit serious, as if... something exciting happened?She tiptoed up to Sherlock, who just stared at her without saying anything.On the faintly glowing screen, a line of familiar addresses came into view.Sharon's breath was stagnant.This address……

Sherlock grabbed his coat suddenly and quickly tied the dark blue scarf on.John guessed something, and his expression became serious.

"A case has occurred." Sherlock pressed the doorknob, and the moment he turned his head, Sharon clearly saw the intense and excited light shining in the gray-green eyes, which nothing could break through. "The case makes you excited again, Boy." The lovely landlady has been used to it.Seeing that Hei and Jin were about to leave, Xue Lun subconsciously shouted: "I, I, too..."

"No!" Almost everyone objected in unison.John was the first to explain: "Sharon, Sherlock and I are fine, you can stay here first." "No, no!" Sharon said hurriedly, "That address is where I sent flowers to Alison. And Alison also said that the person was very strange, and said that it must be delivered at eleven eleven in the evening. Now there is another case in that place, so I——I want to go and see!"

After a moment of silence, it was Sherlock who broke the embarrassing situation: "Well, what are you waiting for, let's go together. If you are late, you will miss a lot of clues."

Raising his eyes, the black figure has merged into the darkness, blurred.

Murder by Christmas (Interlude)

When they arrived, the scene was already surrounded.Lestrade squeezed into the crowd with some difficulty and asked about Donovan's situation; Sherlock took a long leg as usual, looking for clues; John followed closely behind, and turned back to Sharon and said: "Follow us Bar."

There is a feeling of being isolated from the world.

"Oh, Sherlock, you are finally here. The signal here is not very good, which is really a headache." A girl with long golden brown hair saw them for a moment, as if seeing a savior, "The deceased is a beautiful young woman. From the splashed blood, it can be seen that she has a severe hay fever allergy." She must have arrived not long ago, and some of her lipstick was wiped off, and the original black dress was covered by a white coat, drowning out her youthful atmosphere .Sharon looked down at the pocket in the woman's hand and blinked.

"Jasmine, give me three pairs of gloves." Still expressionless, Sherlock stretched out his hand towards Jasmine.The latter was stunned for a few seconds, and repeated uncertainly: "Three pairs?" His eyes shifted slightly, staring at Sharon who was acting as the background.Sharon raised her hand timidly: "Hi, I'm Sharon Holmes."

After hearing that familiar surname, Jasmine seemed to let go of something, and a smile reappeared on her face. "Jasmine Amber. Are you Sherlock's younger sister? Nice to meet you~"

Wait, girl, isn't it time to say hello?Didn't you see that one black and one gold flashed into the scene and started working!

She nodded symbolically, took the gloves and plunged into the crowd.

For some detective's sake, no one stopped her from entering.The scene seemed to be in a state of disarray—the so-called beautiful young woman had fallen into an eternal slumber, her long straight brown hair was lying powerlessly on the ground, her body was covered in blood, she was holding a gun in her right hand, and her eyes were wide open. died unconsciously.But there was a strange smile on his mouth, which was extremely weird.

"How, Sherlock? Find anything?" Lestrade asked, leaning against the wall.

Sherlock looked around casually, then walked back and forth in the room, pointing to the young woman's hand: "A woman with many lovers, a white-collar worker, with serious fetishes, don't be so surprised Sharon, look at the furnishings in her room , most of them are very old, but they are not thrown away or replaced. Don't forget that she has a lot of patrons; there is a big feast on the table, and she was killed during the Christmas celebration. It's sad, isn't it, in this Rebaptized in the bloody day; gun in right hand looks suicidal but is it?"

I look surprised?Sharon grumbled and touched the corner of her mouth, then pinched her face.The first feeling was indeed suicide, and judging from the furnishings in the room, it was right-handed.She leaned forward slightly and looked at the young woman's hands and the floor.There is no obvious struggle? "Slightly peaceful expression? The whole has deep doubts? Finally found a place that is not boring." Tilting her head habitually, her pale and strong fingers pressed against the already stiff face of the young woman, and buried herself again. Into the arm, can't see the expression clearly.

"Speaking of which, where is the person who reported the crime?" John put away the flashlight and asked suddenly.Lestrade breathed a sigh of relief