[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

Mi Xiao, who works as a cook in the kitchen, couldn't help covering her heart, feeling sorry for the objective fixed banknotes, if she couldn't get a salary at this time...

I don't know if Mr. M agrees to shake hands with QAQ or not, it's because of her sincere apology.

And Sherlock, who was on the sofa outside the house, clasped his hands together, covering his lips, with a slight curvature at the corners of his lips, obviously in a good mood.

Between Qian and him, Mi Xiaoxiao chose the latter.

This is a pleasing answer.

As for what the other party said about turning into a hedgehog, Sherlock chose to ignore it, and under the 'eyes' of many ambushes, he returned to the house with the vegetables intact and turned into a hedgehog?Ha, are you kidding me?

[Sir, sir, sir—sir, it's time to eat! ! 】

Mi Xiao came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and saw the person on the sofa, with her feet on the edge of the sofa, huddled up, her hands clasped under the tip of her nose, it seemed that her employer had fallen into her own world.

She had no choice but to go forward, bent down, raised her voice and shouted in his ear: 【Sir, it's time to eat! ! 】

As a result, Mi Xiao, who kindly went up to ask someone to eat, got a pair of staring eyes at her.

'...' Is this too loud a cry, shaking your eardrums?

Mi Xiaoxiao guessed, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

[Ah, sorry, sir, I will be lighter next time. 】Speaking, Mi Xiao stretched out her hand and touched Sherlock's ear with her fingertips. The other party did not refuse, so Mi Xiao touched more with more peace of mind.

She patted the periphery of the pinna lightly with her fingertips, and asked: [Are you okay? 】

After asking, her wrist was caught, and Sherlock, who tacitly allowed her to touch his ear, frowned slightly, and his blue eyes with silk green stared at Mi Xiao, because Mi Xiao bent over, and there was a gap between them. Of course, it's a little close.

Brown eyes blinked slightly, and Sherlock could see the long, curled lashes.

Because of the closeness, or other reasons, Sherlock's voice was a little lower, which made his voice more magnetic, and he said: [High force does not equal high IQ. 】

ha?When Mi Xiao heard this, his eyes instantly turned into dead fish eyes.

Mi Xiao, who is in the strengthening department, has always been unable to hide her words, so she couldn't help but fight back: [Then Mr. has a high force value? 】

Mi Xiao dare to guarantee that no one here can beat her ╭(╯^╰)╮.

Mi Xiao thought that this would make the employer angry, but the corners of the other party's mouth curled up, and the eyes also shone slightly.

【force?Heh, I'm a genius, and geniuses use IQ. 】

Sherlock pointed to his head with another free finger, and said arrogantly: [There is no second person who can raise the overall IQ of Baker Street. 】

Is it really okay to brag about yourself so blatantly?

Mi Xiao, who is recognized as an idiot reinforcement system, suddenly fell silent.

Could this be the legendary IQ crushing all heroes?

However, with Mi Xiao's IQ and her strength in the enhancement system, she was suddenly worried. Would such an employer really sell her at a critical moment? QAQ?

"Sherlock, little... Oh, my God! I came at the wrong time." As soon as Mrs. Hudson, who had just gone upstairs, poked her head out, she saw the two of them so close, and the old man was full of gossip. It burned up.

She made a gesture to go downstairs, but Mi Xiao, who immediately threw off Sherlock's hand, jumped over and held her back.

Mi Xiao, who is not very good at speaking, frowned. She held the hand of Mrs. Hudson who was smiling very ambiguously, and tried to express herself with the simplest words: "Wait, Mrs. Hudson, dinner ,Together?"

She cooked three dishes, all of which were the most homely, and placed them on the neatly arranged dining table.

"Oh, Chinese dishes? Then I really want to try them out." Mrs. Hudson understood Mi Xiao's lack of spoken language. She stretched out her head and glanced at the steaming dishes on the table in the room. You are welcome to climb the stairs again.

She also paid special attention to Sherlock, oh, he was still staring at the hand that was thrown away.

Hey man, this is the time you gotta pull yourself together!

【Sir, dinner is ready. 】Mi Xiao held three bowls of rice in one hand, and when she walked out of the kitchen, she found Sherlock still sitting on the sofa. She was a little helpless, but this time he heard it.

【OK. 】He replied two words, stepped on the sofa, and stepped over.

Hmph, long legs are amazing, Mi Xiao snorted lightly.

In addition to the chopsticks bought in the supermarket, she also placed spoons and forks in order to prevent unnecessary trouble.

Mi Xiao first opened the chair and let the old man Hudson take a seat first, which made Mrs. Hudson very happy.

"Xiao Xiao, you are such a good boy~"

"It's Mi Xiaoxiao!" Mi Xiao still couldn't help emphasizing that she didn't like others calling her Xiaoxiao, which stemmed from her dark history when she was a child.

"Xiao Xiao, these dishes are amazing!"

Everyone said it was Mi Xiaoxiao, not Xiaoxiao anymore!

For the sake of the old man, Mi Xiao had no choice but to give up correcting her.

Mi Xiao, who had been a bodyguard for a while, even pulled out the chair for Sherlock. Look, such a good bodyguard is not common, right?

Mi Xiao said that she was a little proud cough cough!

The three of them said that they were very satisfied with the meal. Because of the small rice, she cried in her heart: I finally had a normal meal.

Excluding the bread and milk from the previous few days, Mi Xiao felt that since she was hunted down, she couldn't see the next meal, she lost several catties, almost skinny T^T.

After Mi Xiao cleaned up the mess, Mrs. Hudson no longer knew where to go.

She tilted her head, looked at the man standing in front of the window, looking at the street outside, her angle of view was good enough to see the handsome side face of the man, shrouded in the light outside, a little warm...

[If your feet are fine, come here, standing there, it's really stupid. 】

What a ghost!

Sherlock turned his head, his slightly frowned eyebrows loosened, and people standing in different directions just looked at each other.

For some reason, Mi Xiao shook her head, she seemed to see something through Sherlock.

[Mi Xiaoxiao! ] A loud shout raised the volume.

【yes!gentlemen. 】 Immediately regaining consciousness, Mi Xiao stood up straight, like a soldier, waiting for the general's order.

[Is there anything I can do for you? 】

【Hmph, bring your brain and follow my steps. Of course, I think you will have to practice for hundreds of years. ] Sherlock snorted, indicating that he felt that this matter was hopeless.

Distracted?Her eyes were dull, as if she was nostalgic for something. A few hours ago, her eyes also showed this expression. What is she nostalgic for?

The first time was a broken house, oh, again I had to doubt the fat man's aesthetics and the technicians under him.

Broken house = a place where people live = she lived = she is not alone = there may be many = the conditions were not good.

And making her nostalgic means that the person living together is no stranger... a companion?

So what about this time?Watching him distracted, tsk, who did you see through him?Companion, lover, or something else?

After Sherlock's analysis, there was no answer that made him feel credible, and Sherlock had to temporarily put this question aside.

He did not know where to find a document and threw it to Mi Xiao.

Mi Xiao followed up very easily, and opened it with a question mark on her head.

Rows of ellipsis flashed by.

It's all in English, Nima!Are you nakedly bullying her, a semi-literate woman? ! !

【This is……】

【contract. 】

ha?After Mi Xiaoxiao heard it, she remembered what Sherlock said in the car during the day. So he was serious?

Mi Xiao's expression was too straightforward, which made Sherlock feel a little bad. Maybe he can repair the contract in private.

Mi Xiao... shivered.

Looking at Sherlock with a serious face, Mi Xiao suddenly felt that she was about to be betrayed.

【Sign now?But I don't understand...] Mi Xiaoyu said without tears.

Sherlock knew this.

So he held his forehead and sighed: [Ms. Mi Xiaoxiao, can you be more stupid? 】

[…] I really want to beat him up!

Sherlock walked up to Mi Xiao in a few steps, stretched out his hand, took the contract, lowered his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth.

Mi Xiao suddenly felt that this Mr. Employer not only has beautiful hands, but also has a very...nice voice, as long as he doesn't speak harsh words.

Mi Xiao said that she listened to what the employer read, but she forgot in a blink of an eye.

After Sherlock finished reading, he raised his head and saw Mi Xiao covering his face.

kindness?He was a little puzzled.

【Mi Xiaoxiao...】

【Yes!Sir, I think there is nothing wrong with the contract! 】Mi Xiao quickly snatched the contract, the speed was astonishingly fast, even Sherlock only saw an afterimage flash past, and then the contract in his hand fell into the other party's hands.

This speed made Sherlock forget what Mi Xiao looked like a moment ago.

This speed...

Mi Xiao quickly signed his name on the blank space on the last page: Mi Xiaoxiao!

It was really stupid just now, Mi Xiao spurned herself in her heart.

After signing the contract, Mi Xiao hesitated for a moment, and asked Sherlock: [Sir, is there anything you don't like? 】

[? ] Sherlock glanced at Mi Xiao.

【Cough, I think you are a person who can't cook, of course I don't mean anything else!Just to avoid food that you don't like on the table. 】Mi Xiao quickly explained.

[I'm not picky about food. ] Sherlock replied.

It turned out later that this was a lie.

Just when Mi Xiao was going to sleep on the sofa again, Mrs. Hudson appeared again. She took Mi Xiao and went to the attic first. It was a small room, but a bed, desk, chair, and wardrobe could still be placed. of.

Mi Xiao took a look around, and didn't like it very much because it was too small, which gave Mi Xiao the illusion that it could be dismantled by stretching.

In the end, Mi Xiao chose the damp room downstairs. Oh, there is a fireplace inside, which is great. When warming up, you can also roast sweet potatoes and potato sticks~

But there is nothing inside, so Mi Xiao still sleeps on the sofa tonight. Of course, Mrs. Hudson invited her to spend the night with her, but Mi Xiao refused. She doesn't want to lie next to her with a lifeless old man.

Furniture and so on can only be bought tomorrow.

Mi Xiaoxiao lay on the sofa, tugging at the little quilt that could not refuse Mrs. Hudson's help again.

She closed her eyes and sighed lightly.

I hope the weather will be fine tomorrow. After all, I have to go out to buy a lot of things. Of course, the employer is willing to contribute his card again. Oh, by the way, she actually forgot to ask for salary, damn it! ! ! !

Mi Xiaonian turned over on the sofa angrily, and almost fell down several times.

Mi Xiao, who was full of resentment, finally fell asleep.

【Damn it, my salary...】

In her sleep, Mi Xiao still couldn't help talking about her money, probably she was dreaming about the money flying away with wings.

QAQ money, don't leave.

The author has something to say: Mi Xiaoxiao intends to provoke the work of the cook, so she is too self-conscious.

In addition, Mi Xiaoxiao, who didn't get paid, said that she dreamed that she was chasing money in her dreams, so poor Amen.

In the next chapter, Mi Xiao goes out to do the shopping, and then Sherlock and Peanut meet, um... Bird Jam is going to make up again.