It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

"Miss Ai, I heard that your relationship with my younger brother is a little... tense recently." When McCoff said this, he didn't look at Irene standing in front of him, but there were those who were staring at him casually. The black umbrella that never leaves the body.And before using the adjective 'nervous', the British government paused subtly.

"If you want to know more details, Sherlock is having a unilateral cold war with me." Before she spoke, Erin's gaze finally moved down from McCoff's hairline, and turned into a head-on into Mycroft's eyes.

By the way, they are now in an underground parking lot, and even though it is daytime, it is very dark in the underground parking lot, only the headlights of the black cars illuminate the empty underground parking lot.Also, the reason why they chose to meet here, in the words of Mycroft, "If you want to avoid Sherlock's eyes, you should learn to be cautious, so meet here."

"Oh?" Mycroft rolled down his black umbrella, and gave Irene a friendly and harmless—just on the surface—smile, "I don't know if I have the honor to know more detailed reasons? "His blue eyes finally returned to Irene's face, staring at her for two seconds, before waiting for her answer, he tilted his head slightly, "Sorry, did this question offend you? Or did it make it so difficult for you to answer I?"

Irene showed a really embarrassed smile at McCoff: "To be honest, I'm not sure whether what I think is completely justified with Sherlock's unilateral reason for ignoring me. Also, I'm not sure , after I tell you the reason I think, will you mislead me again? Since we are 'class enemies', you have always disapproved of Sherlock and I falling in love."

"No," Mycroft denied, looking into Irene's eyes, eyes that were brighter and more penetrating than Sherlock's, "love is a dangerous disadvantage, and I think Sherlock I told you that I warned him once, but he obviously insisted on going his own way. Now, you tell me that this... love between you and Sherlock, with you returning to your hometown, left only two broken hearts, and there will be more... what?"

McCoff stared at Irene, but the expected powerless refutation did not appear, but instead, "So you also misled Sherlock, haven't you thought about the possibility that we will meet again?"

Mycroft: "..."

It can only be said that the British government's understanding of "non-scientific knowledge" is not comprehensive enough. According to existing scientific theories, it is impossible to think that a bridge between two parallel universes can be built.But this conversation is not without a good side——

"Well, now I have to thank you sincerely," Irene said to Mycroft after an unremarkable bird flew over and chirped twice, adding with absolute sincerity and a little relief , "I will talk to Sherlock, we really have a lot of things to talk about."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, and at this moment the secretary, who was holding a blackberry as the perfect background, walked over from the car, "sir... your brother is here."

Having already figured out the joints, Mycroft gripped the handle of the umbrella, and his teeth, which had just undergone root canal treatment, began to ache. He showed a deliberately enlarged smile to Irene, who had led him into the army, "Very good, That's nice, isn't it?"

Irene interpreted this as "you can leave." She thought for a while and felt the need to explain: "Actually, I'm not so sure that Sherlock will come, but he is really happy to confront you."

The British government didn't feel comforted at all, but he concealed it very well, his eyes were looking at the ground casually, and he said the same casually: "He is always so childish."

Irene blinked, and was about to say something when the phone alerted that there was a new message, and she didn't need to think about it to know that it was from that childish boyfriend who was having a unilateral cold war with her.Irene took out her mobile phone, glanced at the text message sent by Sherlock, and then looked up at Mycroft, who looked up lightly: "I didn't bother you, did I?"

"No, but I have to say goodbye to you, Mr. Holmes." Comrade Xiao Ai took two steps outside and then stopped, "I am flattered that I used the medicine I prescribed for you, really, but I have a toothache It's not a disease, and there's nothing I can do about it."

The British government suffering from toothache: "..." Toothache is not a disease, but it can kill people, and even the British government, as powerful as it is, can't overcome it.

The secretary who was holding the BlackBerry quietly lowered her head even lower.

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After Irene got out of the underground parking lot, she waited at the elevator door and passed through the 'all difficulties' - this underground parking lot is McCoff's secret meeting place, so he naturally wouldn't want to be in the 'meeting place' It is not an exaggeration to call it a thousand obstacles—come to boyfriend here.

His face was almost the same color as the abandoned wall next to him. Seeing Irene coming, he put his hand in his coat pocket without saying a word, turned around and entered the old-fashioned elevator, obviously wanting to carry out the unilateral cold war to the end.Of course, it would be more like that if he hadn't pressed the elevator switch and left the elevator door open waiting for Irene to come in.

Irene stepped in with crooked eyes, and Sherlock's expression became even uglier for some reason, and then he opened his mouth and continued to step on thunder: "Is it so happy to see a fat man?"

Irene thought of Stockholm Syndrome, she immediately put away her smile speechlessly, and now her boyfriend was dissatisfied again: "It's too late to remember to pretend now."

Erin: "... If you want me to beat you up, just keep talking about Stockholm Syndrome, don't be polite to me."

"Then why did you come to see Mycroft?" Sherlock pointed out righteously, "I don't think I need to remind you that there is a dramatic narcissist out there staring at us, and I haven't You don't need to add fuel to the fire if you find clues to track down his details!"

"Why did I come to see Mycroft? Because my boyfriend and I had a one-sided cold war, and I can only use such a roundabout way to make him stop being a hornet!" Erin stared at the bare, semi-reflective old-fashioned elevator. A certain point on the wall, and Sherlock's line of sight is also there.

"I didn't!" Sherlock was obviously still stubborn, and Irene went over and pulled her boyfriend by the collar, pushing him to the elevator wall with extremely precise force, absolutely not It hurt him but there was no doubt about it.This time they finally looked at each other directly, instead of going through the "third party" before, Sherlock looked into Irene's eyes, and his attitude softened, but his mouth was not so easy to soften, not only that, he He also beat back: "You will leave!"

Comrade Xiao Ai was really on the verge of beating up her boyfriend now, she said word by word: "It's not like I won't come back!"

Sherlock obviously didn't envisage this possibility like Mycroft, he was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned: "Oh, that's good, I mean it's unexpected, but it's definitely What a surprise!" But under the gaze of his girlfriend, he was keenly aware of the 'danger', cleared his throat unnaturally, and then... easily dumped the blame on his brother: "What I should have thought of, everything It was Mycroft who misled me!"

Irene twitched the corner of her mouth: "Well, that's what I told him before."

Sherlock didn't think there was anything wrong with selling his brother like this at all: "Right?"

Irene raised her eyebrows, "But I also told him that I really have a lot of things to talk to you about. For example, after you threw a question to me, you didn't wait for my answer at all. Angry with me—" She was about to look at the watch on her wrist when Sherlock quickly said, "23 hours and 13 minutes."

Erin froze.

"So we're reconciled now?" The light in the elevator was not bright, but Sherlock's eyes with light-colored irises were still dazzling, and Irene was pulled from the edge of beating her boyfriend to kissing her boyfriend. On the edge of her friend, she made a final struggle in those starry eyes: "I didn't say that."

But this kind of thing is untenable in front of a boyfriend who is proficient in deduction: "But your expression——"

Erin interrupted Sherlock's interpretation: "Kiss me."

Sherlock wanted an answer paranoidly: "Reconciliation?"

Erin laughed and nodded, "Yes."

Sherlock finally felt satisfied. He quickly changed the positions of the two of them, and pushed Irene against the elevator wall. Almost his entire body was wrapped around his girlfriend. He bent down and kissed her with a gasp at the corner of his mouth Leaked: "Did you know that the control maniac also tapped the surveillance camera in this elevator?"

Irene put her hand into Sherlock's coat, put her arms around his waist through the suit jacket, and said vaguely: "Do you know that we just closed the elevator door, but didn't activate it by floor?"

Sherlock obviously knew, he pecked and kissed Irene's rosy lips: "I know, that fat man stood outside for 2 minutes."

Erin sucked Sherlock's lower lip: "Huh?"

Sherlock smiled smugly: "Probably left when I said he misled me."

Irene leaned back and opened up the distance between them who were so close that all they inhaled were the carbon dioxide exhaled by the other party, giving them the illusion that they had been together for a long time: "So you said it to him on purpose? ?”

"...I'm telling the truth." Sherlock finally stretched out his hand and pressed the floor button, and the elevator started to start. The two of them held hands together at some point, probably when they were rubbing each other's ears.When the elevator was about to reach the floor on the ground, Sherlock suddenly said nonchalantly: "Since we are reconciled, let's go on a date." Perhaps the confusion in Irene's eyes was too obvious, and it was rare for Sherlock to meet again. Explained, "You know, normal people kiss and go on dates after reconciliation, oh, I have to say that's kind of stupid and kind of boring."

"Your expression shows that you're lying, Sherlock." Well, it's tit for tat now, who told Comrade Xiao Ai to be able to deduce, and learned it under the guidance of Sherlock, a famous teacher. "But, fine."

But this rare date between the two of them didn't go so smoothly. When they returned to Baker Street, Irene was surprised to find that there was a... guest in 221b, and he was a repeat customer.

Edward Harris reached out and shook in front of Irene: "You can see me now, right?"

Irene raised her eyebrows before Edward Harris realized how rude he had done just now, but wasn't he afraid of being ignored?He gave Irene a flattering smile: "Well, I came to Baker Street because I wanted to—"

Irene took his words: "Thank you for finding Van Gogh's "Pieta". That painting has gone through the process and is now back at the Astor Museum? Yunniang must be very happy, right?" Although it was a question, But Erin said it all in a declarative tone.

Edward Harris: "..." This familiar feeling!

Sherlock couldn't see Edward Harris, but it didn't prevent him from remembering who it was. He said in a somewhat lame tone, "Oh, that museum crush."

Edward Harris, who was shot in the knee again: "...I'm not a museum crush!" He didn't hear Sherlock's retort, thinking he was being ignored again, but when he looked at Sherlock, Irene slowly said Say, "I thought you knew, Sherlock couldn't hear you."

Edward Harris: "...qwq" He thought he should leave, but when he was about to float out of the second-floor window, he floated back again, pointing to the sketch that was nailed to a pile of documents on the wall: " Who drew this? It seems that the basic skills are very solid, and does this painting have any special meaning? The net behind this man is a bit messy and beautiful." He babbled so much that no one paid attention to him , until he muttered, "I always feel like I've seen him somewhere!"

Eileen's hearing was sharp, she looked over and said, "Did you say where you saw him?"

Inexplicable Edward Harris felt a shudder down his spine. He thought he should shake his head, but in fact he... nodded.

Well, they got a clue from Edward Harris that is still somewhat reliable at present-a case of missing cultural relics in a museum-but after two days of investigation, it seems to have entered a dead end again.

In order to "work and rest", they went on a date, and thanked Inspector Lestrade, because he really couldn't bear Sherlock who came to harass Scotland Yard again, and shouted at him: "For God's sake, If you're really bored, why don't you go on a date with your girlfriend, yes we all know you're boyfriend and girlfriend now?" The inspector was also mad, so just ignore the logic in this sentence.

So, the young couple went on a real date, a real date, because the location was in Lauriston Park, not a crime scene, there was no cordon, and there were no dead bodies. There is still half an hour before sunset, and there are still Huoshaoyun in the sky.

The two of them sat on a park bench, um, doing experiments.

That's right, it was an experiment. Not far in front of them was a piece of pork, to be precise, pork infused with methamphetamine, and a camera was set up, and the camera had been on for two hours.

Sherlock also reassuredly told his date: "As I expected, rats, maggots, and other scavengers in this park are not interested in meat with meth, so this confirms my suspicions. ...a year ago, the body of a drug addict was found here, and it now appears that the coroner at the time miscalculated the time of death. I found this case at Scotland Yard yesterday, and I thought that since we all came to It's a date, why not make good use of the extra time?"

"So, this is the way you think of dating?" At this moment, a normal couple walked by them holding hands, and they were discussing going to a movie later.

"Uh," Sherlock dryly found another reason for himself, "Not only that, but you can also find that the types of insects change according to different locations."

Irene leaned over and kissed her maverick boyfriend on the cheek, expressing her opinion on the date, "Are you hungry? There is a square nearby, I'll go buy something to eat." Irene kissed again Sherlock, it was his lips this time, and left.

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She never came back.