[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Say you used your so-called privilege to steal all his girlfriend information again. "There was a successful silence on the phone for a moment, of course, but only for a moment.

"Well, would you believe me if I said that our little sister still eats, drinks, and sacks?"

The man and woman on the other end were both breathless, especially the girl, her face became more and more ugly.

"You mean..."

"In fact," Mycroft turned around, biting off the cookie between his fingers, and the crackling sound of the cracker crumbs was as mechanical as tape rewinding, "since you left London, she hasn't I haven't looked for me, and I haven't met her. One is because of her academic problems, and the other is because I am busy arranging your tasks."

Sherlock said again with sarcasm: "But you will definitely arrange people to monitor her."

"So you know me so well." He emphasized pretending to be surprised, shattering all the vitriol and limpness, wanting to punch him but being helpless.McCoff licked the crumbs, and continued: "As you said, I did slap some people... to protect her. After all, we cannot guarantee that there will be no remnants of Moriarty and other suspicious people around Sharon. But it is very strange that her whereabouts suddenly disappeared a few days ago."

The person who disappeared... Just kidding, she is standing here completely!The disappearance of that "Sharon" was most likely due to her own "waking up".

"Xiali, I actually wanted to ask at the beginning."

A very indecent hiccup came from the earphones.

"Is it Sharon who answered the phone with you?"

Brother and sister with earphones on each side: ...

"You're trying to test me." The true control freak's voice sounded rather smug, "With your level, it's impossible not to expect me to notice." "That is to say, the one who replaced Sharon's position She disappeared suddenly. In this way, she should also be one of Moriarty's remnants. Based on Sharon's reaction level in all aspects, no one else will be eyeing her."

…My lord brother, at least I’m still by your side, I still have to save some face when I speak, right? QAQ

After summarizing the opinions of the two parties, the conclusion reached is-wait and see what happens, and don't startle the snake first.You carry out (Sherlock: Bah) your extermination mission, and I continue my surveillance activities.The kind-hearted elder brother seemed to have planned to get to where he is today, and specially arranged an apartment for the two of them to live there temporarily.

It has to be said that as long as the two brothers work together to do one thing well, the efficiency is still very fast.After all, blood is thicker than water, no matter how unreasonable they are, the ability to handle affairs kills everything in seconds.

The interlude is over, let us turn our attention to this neither embarrassing nor embarrassing scene.Yes, Sherlock is meticulously mapping the Possessions copied from his memory palace!

Their location here belongs to the border area of ​​Hamburg, and the location is relatively remote, so this map is simply a hand-painted city map plus a few vagrant eyeliner entrenched points.

Naturally, Sherlock doesn't need this kind of thing, it's just to give our dear girl a great convenience... Can't find Sherlock?Hurry up and look for it according to the address provided above the map, girl!You can also get points after you find it...

About four or ten minutes later, Xue Lun was holding a clean map without any black blobs in her hand, feeling heavy in her heart, and she was even more proud (?!) than accepting the party's glorious award (?).Hand drawn!Sherlock's hand-drawn map!Not even a draft!If she sells this to those Sherlock support groups... she will definitely not have to worry about her living expenses.It's a pity that this kind of thing can only be kept in mind YY, she is a standard type with a heart but not a guts.

At lunch, because neither of them had the energy—to be precise, Sharon didn't want to do it, and she didn't dare to let Sherlock do it.They hurriedly ordered two pizzas and two cups of coffee.When the shy delivery guy came to the door with the bag, she smiled at him gently, then took out a two-euro tip from her wallet and handed it over along with the delivery money.The sun outside was scorching, and the takeaway guy's face was covered with sweat, not much better than the sculptures in the square.She just asked, "Do you want to drink a glass of water and sit down?" The young man suddenly turned pale as if he saw something, and slid away like a rabbit.Half understanding, she looked back and saw Sherlock holding the test tube in one hand and staring at the man's back.

Not to mention people, even wild beasts will scream in fright.

He took the bag and brought it to the dining table.Sharon found that her coffee had been replaced with fruit juice. "You didn't drink much coffee before." Putting down the test tube, he behaved as it should, "Juice is your normal state."

Change, change the taste and also interfere?

In the end, Sherlock only ate a third of his pizza before he slipped away.Sharon didn't know what he was going to do, and it was too late for her to ask, this man ran faster than a leopard--she had to clean up the debris by herself, washed her hands, thought and thought, and decided to give this small room The house has a big cleaning.

She has endured the smell of dust in the air for a long time...

Fortunately, this room is not big, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed the next day.There are still a lot of oil stains in the kitchen, challenging the bottom line of those who are slightly clean freaks with great fanfare.There is also a lot of dust on the tile floor.This is all good, as long as it can be solved with a mop and rag, there is no big obstacle in the living room.Collecting and picking can still become very clean, the problem is that Sherlock sleeps in the bedroom——

One, piece, wolf, borrow.

In fact, Sherlock is not a slovenly person.On the contrary, he is also a bear child with some cleanliness.The further reason why he is said to be a bear is that he does whatever he wants.When you are in a good mood, the more excited you are, the more messy these newspapers, papers, and disguised clothes will be, floating all over the room. People who don't know it will think they have been ransacked.

After several deep breaths in place, Sharon finally had the courage to start her cleaning job.She didn't dare to throw away these things that looked like waste paper. Who knew if it would save or kill a person tomorrow.He peeled away the sticky paper and bent down to hug them.With a crash, something floated to his feet.

Sharon swears that she is definitely not a villain who likes to spy on people's privacy, this photo just happened to be seen by her.The content of the photo is...Tibet?

Her lips parted slightly in disbelief.This is an unmistakable photo.Just plain scenery.Peacock blue sky, peacock blue shirt embedded.

She didn't know who took the photo, maybe it was a tourist who happened to meet Sherlock, maybe it was Mycroft, but he—really went to Tibet.She can't forget the look of disgust on his face before.

Maybe this man sounds perverse, but he is a very responsible and considerate hero in his heart.

The girl who was slightly moved felt happy (why did she feel happy), pinched her sweaty clothes, and decided to take a bath to feel comfortable.

The bathroom had been presciently cleaned by her and had been sprayed with disinfectant or something.It's probably ready to use now.Adjust the water temperature and sink into the warm water.People like to sing and vent when they take a shower.

"Picking cotton, oh, playing cotton, half a catty of cotton pops eight or two..." The soft voice sang an episode of a comedy movie, which was indescribably against the law, but seemed to be a matter of course.Just slipped away for another period of time, the eyelids became heavy, thinking of someone who only squinted for 10 minutes, and completely relaxed after sleeping like this.

When she woke up, she looked at her watch in a daze, and almost threw it out.She actually slept until dinner time!Is this the rhythm that even takes a nap?He shook his swollen head slightly from side to side, stood up, and looked at the clothes hanger.Broken, did not take clothes.Only a few neatly folded white shirts.It should have been left as a spare.Heaving a sigh of relief, Xue Lun unfolded her shirt, feeling a little bit more subtle in her heart.It turned out to be a men's shirt, she was really unlucky.Forget it, let's just make do with it.The big deal is to go back to the bedroom and change it right away.

She hurriedly put on the "nightdress" that hit her thighs like this, and pushed open the bathroom door with her slippers on.Because I wanted to go back to the bedroom quickly, so I couldn't avoid running.

As soon as she reached the corner, a huge unknown object shot straight at her eyeballs, and before she had time to retreat, she had already bumped into it.

"so hard……"

sherlock scissorhands

Many times people like to do it all over again. If they encounter something disgusting, they will choose to avoid it; if it is something they like, they will choose to experience it again and again.

But in this situation... she herself can't tell whether it's good or bad!

——The so-called unknown object is the meticulous (?) little Mr. Holmes.

Sherlock swears that he is definitely not a despicable hooligan who takes advantage of others, but he can only accept this kind of probabilistic embarrassment.He just happened to find out that Moriarty's remnants were hiding in a church not far away to do some illegal activities.He jumped over excitedly, and happened to get a better result, and rushed back excitedly - it was not his fault, people will inevitably make mistakes when they are excited, and he just forgot that there is another person in the apartment. With such a fact, the girl's blood was surging, her steps were fast, and she slapped the floor.And just hit it off.And... the other party seemed to have hit hard.The girl bounced directly to the dining table and made a huge "Pong!" sound.

"so hard--"

A series of exclamations overflowed from the girl's lips, a certain gentleman silently looked down at his abs, then silently looked away, moving quickly