It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

Edward Harris was ignored all the way and abused all the way:

The two people sitting in the taxi didn’t talk all the way, and they didn’t look at each other after getting in the car, but turned to look out of the car window, but please, he also took (floated) in the taxi, isn’t it clear Did you see each other through the car window?

After finally arriving at the destination and getting off the taxi, oh, the two of them started talking again, and kept silent if they could!

Edward Harris' inner complaints were about to burst through the sky, and he really wanted to cough loudly to remind himself of his existence like he did in Baker Street 221b, but he thought about what he had heard from other Baker Street ghosts , coupled with his own personal experience, he especially admired himself who coughed twice at that time.

He just watched silently, to see when they remembered his existence.

The night wind from London blew, lifted a leaf, and passed through Edward Harris' body.

Edward Harris: "..."

In the two-person group over there, Irene waved away the ripples in her heart and became serious. If it was her own, she would not have so many worries at all. After all, she has been dealing with ghosts since she was a child, and she has already adapted to this situation. The non-scientific world, but not the same for Sherlock.And being in contact with ghosts for a long time is different from simply opening the yin and yang eyes for 1 minute, so she is not very relieved.But she also knew Sherlock, if she broke her promise now, he would definitely not agree.

Irene thought for a while, took out a bracelet with a jade bead from her storage bracelet, and handed it to Sherlock: "Just in case, I carved a protective rune on this jade bead, Uh— want me to tie it on for you?"

Irene intended to let Sherlock tie it on himself, but he stretched out his hand, and instead of taking it, he pulled off his sleeve to expose his wrist.

"Come on, you don't want our client to wait." Sherlock found a high-sounding reason to cover up his move, and he finally mentioned the long-forgotten Edward Harris, cute Edward Harris I don't even feel relieved, I just want to burn it!

"Okay." Irene was taken aback by Sherlock's serious tone, and wondered if she had made a fuss?Thinking about it again, in that antique shop, Sherlock was recommended by the shop owner to have sex handcuffs. Sherlock was able to deal with it safely and completely regarded it as part of the case. Therefore, on the road to becoming an excellent detective, she still has some learn it.Thinking of this, Irene stopped being hypocritical, and lowered her head to put the bracelet on Sherlock's wrist.

As she lowered her head, the hair that hadn't been tied up in time slipped down, and a strand of it grazed his wrist, causing a slight tingling sensation. Sherlock almost retracted his hand reflexively, but the next moment the bracelet was caught by Irene. Wrapped around his wrist, he held his breath subconsciously, turned his head away before Irene was ready to look up, and began to talk about the Astor Museum with his unmatched speed .

Erin felt something was wrong when she heard it: "Why is this exactly the same as what I saw on Wikipedia?"

"Well, I looked it up on the Internet on the way here, and I wrote it down at a glance." Sherlock, who was exposed, was very confident, and suddenly changed the subject, "In addition, I also checked the blueprint of the Astor Museum. , and the security system, if I were to evaluate it, Anderson, who has lowered the IQ of Scotland Yard, can use his little brain to steal a collection from it, and you now know how rotten it is."

Irene nodded solemnly and said, "I think Anderson will be pleased with your evaluation of him, sir."

Sherlock looked disgusted.

As a bystander, Edward Harris already felt that there was nothing to love about death.

Fortunately, they still remember that they have a case now. In fact, they have always remembered it. They easily entered the museum with a security system that Sherlock described as rotten. They were led by Edward Harris, who finally had a use. The library area where the real consignor is located.

The body of the client was a painting of "Lady of the Tang Dynasty" from the Celestial Dynasty. Right in front of their eyes, the lady in "Picture of Lady" stepped down from the painting and saluted Irene: "My lord."

The lady's name is Yun Niang, and she couldn't help weeping when she talked about the stolen paintings in the adjacent gallery area.Yun Niang was able to be included in the painting, and she also gave birth to her own consciousness. It can be seen that the aura of this painting, as well as her appearance, is really appropriate to use "picturesque eyebrows" at this time.

Beauty frowns and tears always make people feel pity. Of course, there are exceptions. Mr. Detective is not too impatient. He is concentrating on studying the "Lady Picture", but Comrade Xiao Ai's heart softens. She handed her handkerchief to Yunniang, Yunniang subconsciously stretched out her slender hand to pick it up, she didn't expect to touch the real thing, she was overjoyed, and burst into tears: "My lord is so extraordinary, I will definitely find him, Yunniang is here Thank you in advance, my lord."

Comrade Xiao Ai hadn't thought about "beautiful grace", Mr. Detective interrupted: "She doesn't like you."

Don't get me wrong, I didn't say this sentence to Yunniang instead of Irene, Sherlock turned around and said it to Edward Harris who was ignored again.

Edward Harris: "..."

"Oh? Looks like you know." Sherlock saw it all.

Edward Harris: "...You guys still have to figure out how to get that—"

"Van Gogh's "Pieta", I know." Sherlock took out his phone and raised the screen, drawing Irene's attention back without accident. She leaned over to look at it, and summarized the news content: " The painting was stolen the night after it was last shown to the public a year ago, and most believe it was stolen by "The Knight." It appears the thief, code-named "The Knight," was not the first Committing crimes seems to be very famous in the thieves circle. Sherlock, have you heard of it?"

"Do you think such a boring thing as stealing a painting from the Astor Museum, where the security system is only three points, deserves my attention?"

"Oh, that's gone."

"Do you know how high the artistic value of the "Pieta" is? It is an outstanding work of Impressionism! It depicts the Virgin Mary leaning on the side of the dead Jesus, with a sad expression, ready to reach out her hands to embrace Jesus! While Van Gogh was painting this painting, he often went to and from the mental hospital, but during this period he became interested in religious belief again, especially at such a difficult moment, religion can comfort his soul, and he began to think through painting. Faith!" Edward Harris, who has never had a sense of existence, suddenly became fierce and uplifted when he talked about art, and cast a condemning look at Sherlock and Irene who were so understated.

Sherlock said in a bored tone, "Boring."

Irene thinks that Edward Harris will have a common language with her father Ai Ye. Comrade Ai is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he has the title of appraiser on him.Thinking of the old Comrade Ai who was yelling at her before, Irene was refreshed, and she quickly came back to her senses, and said to Edward Harris: "Well, if my deduction is not wrong, the painting produced by that painting The soul is your enemy in love."

Yun Niang shyly hid in the painting, which is enough to explain everything.

Edward Harris: "..."

Irene seemed to feel that it was a bit of a blow to him, so she added: "Don't worry, Sherlock and I will continue this commission."

Edward Harris looked at Irene faintly, took over the commission, and then brought his rival back?What pained Edward Harris even more was that he admired the artistic value of that painting (noumenon).Well, what a painful realization!

Knowing more about the commission, they planned to leave the museum.Sherlock can still see ghosts now, his high-speed brain quickly collects the characteristics of ghosts in the museum, and then makes an all-round comparison with real living humans.However, the ghosts here are not representative. After all, before seeing them, Sherlock’s brain had already told him that they were ghosts. Others loitered in the museum.

I should say thank God, Mr. Detective still remembers that they shouldn't be wandering in the museum at this point. There is also a saying, you often stand by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet——

One moment Sherlock was immersed in his thought palace, and the next moment his hand was held by Irene. Before he had time to react, more things happened one after another that exceeded the upper limit of telangiectasia on his face: Aileen Lin pushed him until he was against the wall, and then it was completely dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. He could only hear Irene whispering, "Shut up."

Sherlock's brain crashed, because he couldn't see in front of his eyes, and the corresponding other senses were enhanced, not to mention that Sherlock's five senses were particularly sharp.Now he smells the scent of ink from Irene. Sherlock is about to conduct an inductive research on the Four Treasures of the Study in the ancient oriental country recently, and normally, Sherlock can still distinguish other smells from Irene, but now he feels that He is not very good at concentrating.

And her light breath on the side of his neck, warm, that is not what Sherlock likes, it has invaded his own private territory, but Sherlock does not feel repelled, he can almost feel them The gas exchanged between the two breaths is entangled.

Of course, there is also the sense of touch, they are almost close to each other, even though they are separated by several layers of fabric, they still faithfully convey the sense of touch to him...

At this moment, the sound of footsteps gradually approached, and they passed by less than half a meter away from them. Then the sound gradually faded away, and soon the place where they were was returned to silence.

"Sherlock, the security guards have left." Irene breathed a sigh of relief, she had previously focused on the security guards walking towards them, and didn't notice how problematic the posture between her and Sherlock was.She could have noticed it at first, but when she lifted off the invisibility cloak covering her and Sherlock in an emergency, Edward Harris, who witnessed the two of them being so invisible, widened his eyes and pointed tremblingly: "Merlin This is Harry Potter's invisibility cloak!"

Erin was distracted: "Who is that?"

Edward Harris looks at her like an alien: "Harry Potter, don't you even watch the movies?" Wait, is he bothering with something serious? ! !