It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

When Mrs. Hudson came up again, it was Sherlock who told him to have breakfast, "Black coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you."

"I'm not your housekeeper, Sherlock." Mrs. Hudson said so, but she still worked hard to prepare for Sherlock.Today is different. This time Mrs. Hudson has prepared two cups of coffee and bread to take to the store.When she was about to go up to the second floor, Mrs. Hudson thought about it and put two more sandwiches on it. She felt that it was exhausting all night, and the usual amount must not be enough.

Mrs. Hudson came upstairs, only to see Sherlock wrapped in pajamas as usual, laying his corpse on the couch.Well, it was the couch where the girl slept on when she came up earlier. Mrs. Hudson smiled ambiguously at Sherlock: "Why didn't you see that girl?"

"Irene, she's going to stay here, the upstairs room is fine." Sherlock informed Mrs. Hudson without even opening his eyes.

"My God, you guys are going so fast—" Mrs. Hudson was completely misunderstood now, and she couldn't help nagging as she was carrying the dinner plate to be placed on the kitchen table, "You still need The upstairs room? I really don't understand what young people think nowadays? Sherlock, you really messed up the kitchen again."

Sherlock has automatically blocked Mrs. Hudson's words, don't doubt, he does this often, and the list automatically screened by him can fill up several sheets of paper.

After meeting the very kind landlord Mrs. Hudson, Irene officially settled down on the third floor of 221b Baker Street.Of course, this is not accomplished overnight. It is true that the bedroom on the third floor can be checked in with a bag, but Irene didn’t even have any luggage when she came to London, but this is not a big problem. There are many necessities in her storage bracelet, most of which Ai Ye stuffed them in, now you just need to take them out of the storage bracelet and arrange them in the room.

Irene took a few pieces of paper, quickly cut four paper figurines, took out her brush and wrote the word "person" on the paper figurines, and then gently blew on the paper figurines, and the paper figurines grew rapidly. Big enough to be about the height of Erin.

Then, under Irene's order, the paper people cleaned the room and packed their "luggage".

Five minutes later, Sherlock, who was lying dead downstairs, ran up and knocked on the door.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Irene opened it from the inside, "Sherlock, I'm going to find you."

Sherlock's eyes fell on the surveillance camera in the bag in Irene's hand, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I knew it!"

Irene speculated: "Did the person who gave you the video install it? What is your relationship? Are you working for him?"

"What made you come to such a conclusion?" How could Sherlock admit that he would run errands for that fat man in Mycroft, so he dismissed Irene's deduction.

"Well, then your relationship is even closer than this. Obviously he sent you the video, you turned around to test me, and at the same time he was monitoring in the dark, and if there was anything wrong, the sniper would immediately Standby. But, you see, you took me to the place where you live on your own initiative, instead of—" Before Irene could finish her sentence, Sherlock picked her up:

"Instead of the prison with the highest level of security in the British Intelligence Agency, I think you will see him soon, and when the time comes to see him, I especially hope that you can throw the bag in your hand to his Fat face." Sherlock sold his brother without batting an eye, especially since the last sentence contained personal attacks, which was very sincere.

When Irene was in a daze, Sherlock fired a series of cannons: "So, can you take a look at what is going on in your room now? I heard all kinds of things downstairs. Sounds, those who clean the room, make the bed, open and close the closet, etc. Of course you can say that this is your sound, but from the beginning to the end you stand in front of the desk without moving, while others help you with housework, regardless of them What is it, there are at least four of them, and their bodies are very light, so I didn't hear their footsteps from the beginning to the end, but their movements are not very flexible, but more mechanical. In view of the 1 minute yesterday The ghosts I observed, they didn't touch the real thing, so the possibility of being ghosts can be ruled out, so what are they?"

Erin stepped aside decisively and let Sherlock come in to see what happened.

The paper figurines in the house are working hard.

Sherlock looked at them fixedly, and the facts he saw were once again contrary to the knowledge in his mind, which was different from the feeling he had when he deduced the above inference upstairs.After all, imagining is not as powerful as seeing it with your own eyes.

"It's not... science." Sherlock leaned over to observe with scientific spirit, and after confirming that they were indeed made of paper, he muttered unconsciously.

Modern subjects such as biology and physics have been subverted, and of course they are not scientific!

Sherlock is a bit obsessed with "watching" the paper figurines, especially after discovering that they understand Irene's orders, they become [-] whys.

After hearing a series of questions from him, Irene showed a look of understanding, "Thank God, I have learned all natural subjects smoothly. However, I can't explain it to you well now, but I can borrow a paper doll for you." You play, do you want it?"

This coaxing tone... Then the consulting detective, whose psychological age is at most 12 years old, accepted it decisively and happily, just like a child who got a dream toy, except when he laughed happily, the wrinkles on his face would fly out.

No one is perfect [It's not...

But what he said was very prophetic about one thing——

Irene just went out to eat at the Chinese restaurant that Sherlock said had a good business. By the way, when she entered the door, she especially observed the doorknob. The bottom 1/3 of the handle——When she came out of the Chinese restaurant, a small black car that had been waiting for a long time drove over slowly, stopped beside her, and a lady with long curly hair and wearing a professional suit got out of the car.

"Please get in the car, Miss Ai." When she was speaking, her fingers were tapping on her blackberry mobile phone nimbly, without raising her head.

It stands to reason that it was the first time they met, and Irene shouldn't have known Miss Secretary, but she stood still and looked at Miss Secretary, "I know you."

The secretary could not help but raise her head.

"You are among the relevant people." When Irene used the spell, she only knew Sherlock's name, but this did not prevent Irene from including other people, and she was able to identify who was "hit by the trick" of.

Miss Secretary's expression didn't change much, she lowered her head again, and repeated: "Please get in the car, Miss Ai."

Irene narrowed her eyes, and her tone became a little more serious: "May I ask, what did your boss prepare this time?"

"Drink tea, just drink tea." Miss Secretary's answer almost blurted out. When she said the next word, she had already reacted, her eyes widened, her tongue was pressed against her mouth, and she didn't say any more words.

"Thank you for your frankness, beautiful lady." Irene blinked, and the color of her pupils had returned to normal, instead of the bottomless kind of pitch black.

……

After the door of the office was pushed open, Mycroft Holmes turned back from the window and said to Irene with a proper smile on his face, "Meet you officially, Miss Irene Ai."

Afterwards, Mycroft waved his little black umbrella and walked to the tea table, hung the little black umbrella on the back of the chair, and pointed to the position opposite him: "It just so happens that the tea is ready, I don't know if I have this It's an honor, please come and appreciate the Dahongpao tea from China?"

This is the first time Irene saw Mycroft Holmes in a real sense. In the restaurant yesterday, McCoff didn't show up, but Irene has already outlined the image of "mysterious man" in her mind , plus a few words revealed by Sherlock—well, Sherlock only gave one comment on the appearance description, and that was the capitalized "moon and a half", which caused Irene to think of "mysterious man". The most prominent impression became "half a month"!

So much so that when she actually saw McCoff himself, Irene's first reaction was that he wasn't fat.

The British government wore a black fine-check three-piece suit. Not only was there a pocket square with complicated patterns in the chest pocket, but also a pocket watch with a brass chain hanging from the vest, like an out-and-out old-fashioned British gentleman.Such a custom-made slim and elegant suit well set off his slender figure and made him look attractive.

After Irene sat down, Mycroft unbuttoned his coat and sat down too, smiling and said: "Since we have all met officially, then I think I need to introduce myself, Mycroft Holmes." He He looked at Irene with his bright gray-blue eyes that seemed to be able to see everything, returned from her hand to her face, looked at her, and said slowly: "You don't seem to be surprised to see me, But my image doesn't seem to fit your imagination?"

"You're not fat." Irene put her hands on her knees subconsciously under the gaze of McCoff, then looked back into McCoff's eyes, said what was in her heart, paused and added , "At least it's not the kind of fat that Sherlock described."

Mycroft: "..."

—It is a sad accident that the British government was indirectly hurt by the younger brother Sherlock.