[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

The eldest child who studies copper butterflies. "Well... there are still some side dishes."

"Don't you...don't want to cause trouble?"

"Don't be so boring. Just take it as a side trip. I don't think the fat man would mind if we got to Eastern Europe later."

Are you deliberately trying to find fault with your elder brother?

"Can you tell me the clues you found?" The girl put her hands together very sincerely.The eyes are full of little stars that cannot be concealed.Let’s be honest, girl, although this brat who is billed as a “boyfriend” in front of her will give her a headache, but in the face of this popular sexiness, and that serious handsome appearance, she is also a nympho Just a normal little girl.

This time it was really different.Because the other party obviously paused, it could be seen that they had some concerns.The tip of Sherlock's nose is still clipped with gold-rimmed glasses as a disguise, and now it has slipped to the tip of his nose, looking cute and cute.Sister Xuelun, who was not so unrestrained by nature, easily suppressed the urge to throw him down, and continued to ask: "What's the matter?" "Do you like children?" Almost blurted out.

She froze for a few seconds.Is this a bull's-eye or a horse's mouth? "Don't think about the horse's head or the cow's mouth, just tell me." (The horse's head...) "It's okay, it's okay. If it's the kind of child who is more obedient."

Well, why did you look unhappy after getting the answer?You yourself...are you just a child.

"Children and women, these are the two types of creatures I don't like to deal with." He took a breath and stood up.

"So, let's not have children in the future."

!From the clues to the question of having a child, what kind of trouble is going to happen? !

The housekeeper Zoe was shocked by Gustav's surprise, but not so strongly.She didn't really like this perverse boy, no, no, to be precise, she hated him.

Hate him lingering at the door for a while when passing by her room, hate his prying eyes, she can't forget this spoiled savage child (no no no, he is 15 years old, he is already a man .) When giving himself the kiss that seemed to be between the elder and the younger generation, he deliberately stuck out his tongue and quickly licked his face.

Panicked, disgusted, and slowly began to feel disgusted.Especially after he bullied Anid more and more blatantly.

She actually liked Anid quite a bit.This may have something to do with her personality.

So regarding this accident, she silently said amen in her heart, then turned and left.

Blue-eyed, flightless copper butterfly ([-])

Andrea served them a stack of cookies.The presentation was not particularly good, a few pieces were visibly burnt.Pick up a piece and take a bite. The taste is very ordinary, which is completely different from the lightning puffs in the morning.

Sharon chewed for a while, looked at the sad hostess with her head bowed down with sympathetic eyes, and looked at the plate of cookies without touching it again.In fact, she was the only one who ate a piece.

"I have some questions, can I ask Anid?" Sherlock kept the classic gesture of clasping his hands together, looking over the sofa and looking directly at the little girl hiding behind the sofa.There was not much surprise on Anid's expression, and it was only a blink of an eye.

She walked slowly in front of Sherlock.

"Good. Do you know that the copper butterfly you picked up is poisonous?"

Before the person concerned made a sound, the expressions of the two parents had changed drastically, and they even became furious. "What! Anid! What's going on here!" Andrea raised her hand high. If Sharon hadn't held her back, the little girl's smooth and delicate face would have been covered with a red mark.

"I...I don't know..." The voice was weak and pitiful like a kitten, "I picked it up when my father and I went out...he also acquiesced..." Anid looked at the silent father as if asking for help.Andy gritted his teeth, and asked Sherlock: "So - this copper butterfly killed Gustav?" "That's right, sir."

Sherlock touched the copper butterfly as if by magic, and pointed to a pair of curved antennae on the butterfly. "It shoots venom when you press your hands against the tentacles—don't worry Sharon, it's a one-time thing. It doesn't matter now."

The girl suddenly understood his intention of wearing a mask.Sure enough, it is a fire-proof, anti-theft and anti-toy.This is not the patent of the hometown.

Seeing Andrea's furious look, Sherlock said indifferently: "Ma'am, it's useless for you to be so angry. It's already happened, and it's not little Annide's fault."

Like a gentle big brother, he embraced the shivering shoulder beside him.

"Yes—yes, you're right." The host took a long breath, looking extremely weak, "Mr. Cheryl, can... stay for one night? I know you are in a hurry, but one night That's all. What's needed in this house right now is popularity. Do you understand?"

They stayed anyway.And Sherlock agreed.

Sharon was even more sure that he must have learned something, or something interesting.

"Why don't you ask me who I suspect?"

After dinner, the two of them wisely ran to the abandoned garden to leave a space for the poor couple.Sherlock saw that Sharon seemed to be sitting on the wheel swing very leisurely, just swinging back and forth, amusing herself, and felt a little unhappy.

"But I think it's just an accident." She said it very plainly, but she was evasive.It did seem like an accident—the younger sister accidentally picked up a poisonous copper butterfly that couldn't fly, and the older brother's curiosity nearly killed him.

But—if it was really an accident, what moved Sherlock to stay?It can't really be because of a pity.

"Think about it." The man held the hemp rope with both hands and forced her to stop, half-bowed, almost trying to circle her, "If it's because—my sister is jealous, jealous of everyone's kindness to her brother , of course, leaving the butler; so she planned it all."

Sharon's pupils shrank, and she put her hands on Sherlock's chest unnaturally: "You're crazy—she's only 11 years old!" Highly commended, I have already started sneaking into the autopsy room when I was 11 years old." The tone was brisk, "Hmph, I'm still better in terms of practical ability."

"But Anid is just an ordinary child." She opened her round eyes wide.

"Come on, how can you tell that she is an ordinary child? Just because she has a cute appearance and sweet voice? Just because of her weak personality?" He dismissed it, "I said that feelings are A loser's handicap."

The person beneath him stiffened for a moment.He wanted to say something, but the girl just stared at him silently, his eyes.From there it seems to be possible to see the outline of the soul. "I'm a loser too, Sherlock." She called his name softly. Sharon's voice has always been very soft, which is very comfortable to hear, but now he is not used to hearing her call in a slightly sad tone. his name.

"Sometimes, maybe I know a little bit of the truth, but I still can't imagine it's true."

"I'm a principled bigot."

"Even so...even so...are you still willing to accept an irrational loser like me?"

From the moment Anid described the scene of the incident, she faintly sensed something was wrong.Anid's room is far away from Gustav, but the couple's room is next to their eldest son.But it was Anid who discovered it first, so it was always a little strange.

But she still doesn't want to believe that this 11-year-old child has a beautiful, innocent child...

People only believe what they want to believe.

"Then what if she admits it herself." Sherlock couldn't bear to stare at her, and asked with his face slightly turned away. "Of course I accepted it." She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not too emotional." She was slightly insulted by her hypocrisy... This also made her a little distressed.

"You wouldn't torture her, would you?!" The girl imagined a picture similar to SM, not very cold.

Men's hearts are screened by various "Stupids".Is he such a stupid and vulgar old rascal in her eyes?

Night arrives.

The brunette rolled over on the bed and sat up.It seems that I forgot to take my glasses when I went to the storage room on the roof.

Zooey put on some clothes and turned on the flashlight mode with her mobile phone.

Da da da.

Da da.

Only the sound of my own breathing.

Shaking the phone, he found the glasses easily and put them on.She locked the door, and when she turned around, her desire to move was stopped by a deliberately lowered voice.

"Remember... if he wants to touch your neck... don't... don't touch your collarbone..."

Whispering, I could only pick up some phrases sporadically.

--wrong!Is this the voice of a stranger?

She hurried up, wanting to find out.With the help of two faint lights, she saw two figures, one big and one small.

That little figure is—

There was a sudden stabbing pain on his forehead, followed by a powerful gnawing sensation all over his body.

"install……"

She made the last sound, flung her hand weakly, and the phone drew an arc in the air before falling to the cold floor.The time was fixed at "2:00".

blue eyes.Flightless Copper Butterfly ([-])

After Sharon silently recited an unknown number of chocolate bars, the police arrived long after.

Zoe was found dead next to the stairs at the top of the building.black hair scattered on the stairs