It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

221b Baker Street, London

It has been more than ten months since the world's only consulting detective committed suicide by jumping off a building. His roommate, former military doctor John Watson, couldn't stand his death and moved out from 221b Baker Street. The upstairs rooms are rented out.

The upper floor was left unoccupied, and the entire 221b seemed particularly deserted because of the absence of the former tenant.Mrs. Hudson originally wanted to go up to see it today, but she didn't go upstairs. She was really afraid of being caught by the scene, so watching soap operas at night didn't feel very interesting.Just as she was about to turn off the TV and go to sleep, she heard movement outside the door. Someone was opening the door. Mrs. Hudson was startled. She picked up the frying pan and waited carefully for the door to open.

Erin pushed open the door and looked at Mrs. Hudson who was holding the frying pan.

Mrs. Hudson put down the frying pan sullenly, and said in a bad mood, "Why are you here?" Thinking back to the time when Irene was chosen as a partner by a criminal consulting criminal who had a lot of brains, she and Sherlock took the bait and put on a show. A fake breakup scene.Mrs. Hudson didn't know the inside story, so she knew that the two of them broke up. Later, when Sherlock had an accident, Irene didn't show up, but I didn't expect that Irene would come back to Baker Street. The old lady was still angry. Locke.

Irene took two steps inside, but she didn't speak.

Mrs. Hudson noticed the ring on her ring finger sharply, and couldn't help asking: "Are you married?"

Erin corrected, "Engagement."

Mrs. Hudson twisted in her heart, and her tone was a little rushed: "You really look forward—" The following words were swallowed when she saw the young lady walking in from behind Irene, and then looked at the young lady's appearance , Looking at Irene with a calm face again, my heart was even more twisted.I felt that she might have misunderstood Irene. Seeing that this little boy was adopted by Irene, he looked so much like Sherlock. If Irene had no relationship with Sherlock, she would definitely not do this.Mrs. Hudson sighed, and her tone became worried when she spoke again: "Does your fiancé not mind?"

Sherlock: "..."

Irene blinked, and she looked down at her fiancé, who turned into a four-year-old fiancé, and tentatively said, "You said Sherlock—"

"This kid is also called Sherlock? Did you name him?" Mrs. Hudson gave Sherlock a loving look. "Oh, he is so cute, so your fiancé doesn't mind if you adopt him?"

"Mrs. Hudson!" Sherlock couldn't bear to call out to the landlady who had opened his mind. He was about to say something more, such as revealing his identity, when he was surprised to find that Mrs. Hudson's eyes were red. He swallowed it back.He reached out to hold Irene's fingers, turned his head and said nothing.

Irene sighed in her heart, and without explaining anything for Sherlock, she asked Mrs. Hudson if she could rent 221b again.

Mrs. Hudson said with a touch of resistance: "And move in with your fiancé?"

Erin: "...with Sherlock."

"Oh, oh, that's good." Mrs. Hudson looked at the little boy lovingly again, and another little Sherlock, and took them upstairs together, muttering: "Since Sherlock... After that incident, John also moved out, and I couldn't bear to rent out the house."

Sherlock actually deduced that John moved out downstairs, and now he heard Mrs. Hudson say that, he couldn't help but smirk, not too happy.In fact, from the time they flew from China to London, he exuded an air of "I'm not happy", probably because everyone praised him for being cute along the way, and the stewardess took special care of him on the plane, giving He served a glass of milk, and someone asked Erin if he was her child, and so on.

Irene lowered her eyes and asked with a fake look: "Do you want me to carry you away, Xiali?"

Sherlock: "...No, use, it."

It's just that he has no human rights when he becomes smaller, no, he is still held by Erin as usual.

The furnishings in the house are still the same as they were before Sherlock left, but it hasn't been cleaned for a long time and is covered with dust.Mrs. Hudson opened the curtains to let in the air, and explained: "Sherlock never likes me to clean." She coughed twice, looked over and asked, "Your fiancé, what's his name? When are you going to get married?" ?”

Mrs. Hudson sighed, "It wasn't long before Sherlock left and you looked forward. Um, I mean you really looked forward, where did you adopt this cute little guy? Seriously , He and Sherlock looked so much alike when they were young. I saw the photos his mommy brought over... Have you ever thought about doing a paternity test in the past? After Sherlock came to rent a house with me, I have never seen him hand in Other girlfriends, who knows what will happen before."

Sherlock: "..."

Erin: "... Mrs. Hudson, your kettle is on."

"Really?" Mrs. Hudson went downstairs after saying that, and when the old lady left, Irene pondered for a moment and said: "Speaking of which, when you come back, I mean you as an adult, you still need Explain to Mrs. Hudson where the little boy, who is your suspected illegitimate child, has gone."

"Boring!" Sherlock groaned, his small mouth could hang a soy sauce bottle.He looked around, then stood still.Irene heard the movement downstairs, "Mrs. Hudson is making tea, so she might say something that leaves us speechless. I think we'll come back another day, what do you think?"

"Good idea." Sherlock agreed immediately, and the two of them hurried downstairs, saying goodbye to Mrs. Hudson before she came out with a tea tray.When they got out of the gate of 221b Baker Street, they saw a small black car slowly approaching without any surprise.

Irene glanced at the stopped black car, and then looked down at Sherlock. Sherlock is really easy to blow up now, so he will blow up: "What?"

Erin drawled, "Do you miss it?"

"What silly things are you talking about, Irene." The four-year-old Sherlock really didn't have any convincing words, but "young and old" - at least that's what he looks like now - was cute.As soon as Irene turned her head away to snigger, Sherlock saw right through her, "Shut up!"

Irene suddenly had a flash of inspiration and was about to tell Sherlock, but just as she said "I—" Sherlock became annoyed and said, "I told you to shut up."

"Are you sure? Because I suddenly thought of one thing. Suppose, what will happen if you drink the age-reducing medicine on top of the age-reducing medicine?" After Irene finished speaking, she never lacked the courage to try. Sherlock was so eager to try, but before that, they still had to get on the little black car to meet. Since they finished their "travel" in Serbia, they were waiting for their brother to return to London, and it turned out that they waited and waited for a month Well, if Mrs. Holmes hadn't contacted his in-laws, my brother would not have returned to the British government in London.

It’s just that Mycroft waited for his younger brother, but it shrunk. It’s even more immature than the 15-year-old Sherlock in a moving photo that Irene brought back from the wizarding world on his desk. What a... surprise.

It is worth mentioning that in the photo brought back from the wizarding world, Sherlock with his schoolbag on his back, the expression he made the most was rolling his eyes at his brother, so that Mycroft could "see things and think about others" .

The little black car took Irene and Sherlock to Pall Mall Street, where Mycroft lived.Mycroft came back after 10 minutes, and the happy reunion of the brothers after a long absence did not happen at all.Sherlock crossed his arms and questioned Mycroft: "Did you disclose Mr. Ai's contact information to Mommy?"

Mycroft just bowed his head and looked down at his younger brother, silent in bewilderment.

In less than ten seconds, Sherlock exploded, and he looked as if he would rush up to scratch Mycroft's paw in the next second.

Irene blinked, and slowly said: "What I want to remind you is, Sherlock, your body is only four years old now, and your magic power is unstable."

Sherlock wouldn't admit it: "I didn't."

"I know, but just in case, so you two talk slowly." After Irene finished speaking, she left the space for the brothers Mycroft and Sherlock, who she thought needed to have a good chat.It's just that when she went to the guest room that Mycroft signaled to her, within 5 minutes, Sherlock pushed the door in with a blank expression, and stood by the door after closing the door.

Irene turned her head and glanced at the voice, raised her eyebrows and said nothing, then turned back and continued to look at her mobile phone. Although the research on zombie vaccines has entered the final testing stage, there are Dr. Banner and the same It turned into a four-year-old Tony, but Jarvis still dutifully sent a copy of the test progress.

Sherlock: "..."

——What a ruthless fiancee!

Sherlock froze for a moment, and seeing that Irene didn't intend to speak about what happened, he walked over pretending nothing happened, sat down on the chair next to Irene, and said dryly: "We'll see John tomorrow, Mike Kauf told me where he worked."

"Do you know that your improved age-reducing agent won't be effective until nine o'clock tomorrow night, or do you want John to experience a "bizarre disease" that has no precedent?" Irene finally divided some of her attention to her Although Sherlock didn't like to listen to these words so much, Irene turned his head and said "uh" when he poked his neck to say something, "No, I think the most important problem is that he thinks you Dead, Sherlock. I don't think he'll be happy to accept you 'back from the dead' without any qualms."

Sherlock obviously disagreed: "Why not?"

Facts have proved that Irene's emotional intelligence is higher than Sherlock's. John is indeed not happy, and accepts the resurrection from the dead without any grievances. He has become a four-year-old Sherlock. He... his heart is broken!

——What should I say, where is life without surprises?