[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

The next day Mi Xiao got the employer's gold card, oh, before she could say anything, the card flew over, which made Mi Xiao couldn't help but rushed over, hugged Sherlock, and shouted happily.

[Sir, you are really wonderful! 】

If he was a little more excited, Mi Xiaoxiao might stand on tiptoe and give a kiss on the cheek, but this is just right.

She hugged Sherlock who was too late to escape, and before he stretched out his hand to push her away, Mi Xiao let go of his hand and took a few steps back. Standing three steps away in a good mood, she asked: [ Sir, then I will go shopping for furniture today, by the way, do you need anything from me, sir? 】

【...No, I don't need it. 】Sherlock was frightened by Mi Xiao's sudden action. It seemed, as if no one had ever hugged him like this. Of course, most of them hated him, so he avoided it.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't avoid Mi Xiao.

God, it's really too much strength.

Sherlock felt his arm a little tingling, and his eyes became more subtle. He asked, "Are you a gorilla?" 】

Big-gorilla-orangutan! ! ! ?

she? !

After hearing this, Mi Xiao lost half of her happiness, but for the sake of the card, Mi Xiao pretended she didn't hear it!

But she still said seriously: 【I'm just strong!gentlemen. 】

It's not a gentleman to say that a lady is a gorilla!Mi Xiao didn't say this.

[Do you need me to come back at noon? 】

【unnecessary. 】Sherlock tilted his head, indicating that he doesn't need you for a day today.

[Mr. Be careful, you must eat Chinese food, an empty stomach is not good for your stomach. 】Mi Xiao couldn't hold back, she said a few more words, and then got a disgusted look from her husband.

He said: [I am not a brat. 】

【……yes! 】Mi Xiao swears that she will never say unnecessary words next time, it's so annoying!

Mi Xiao who walked out looked at the sky with squinted eyes. It was blue and there were no cumulus clouds. It seemed that today would be a great day.

Mi Xiao felt better again.

Hmph, she won't disturb her mood just because of a person or a word.

Standing in front of the window, Sherlock watched Mi Xiao walk across the street, but in the wrong direction, the Furniture City wasn't there.

"Hey, Sherlock, little one, I made some snacks... Sherlock, where's little one?" Mrs. Hudson walked upstairs with the freshly baked snacks, only Sherlock was standing by the window forward looking out.

"Going out, Mrs. Hudson, I won't be back at noon today." Sherlock stretched out his arms, picked up the windbreaker on the sofa, put it on himself in twos and twos, walked quickly past Mrs. Hudson, and took it A morsel was gone, much to the displeasure of Mrs. Hudson.

"Sherlock! Have you washed your hands?" Mrs. Hudson knew the boy's hobbies, and she was really worried. He got some uh... not very good things on his hands.

"Don't worry, Mi Xiaoxiao took away all my experimental equipment this morning." Sherlock walked downstairs, waved his hand, and there was already a gap in the snack in his hand.

Oh, what a delightful news.

It’s not been a day or two since Mrs. Hudson knew Sherlock. Thinking about taking him in for a month as a reward for winning the lawsuit, it simply overturned Mrs. Hudson’s handsome appearance in court. , is simply a serious stinking brat, messing up her room from time to time, and always bringing some weird things, scaring her into nightmares for several days.

Now, finally someone dared to pack his things for him.

Mrs. Hudson said she would never touch Sherlock's weird things!

It's a pity for her snacks, Mrs. Hudson looked at the food in her hand with some regret, maybe she can reserve a portion for Mi Xiao, and Mrs. Hudson, who had a good idea, went downstairs humming a little tune.

Mrs. Hudson was in a good mood, but Mi Xiao, who had just left the house not long ago, was unhappy.

Because she... didn't know which way to go.

Mi Xiao has a headache.

She scratched her head, looked at three ways, and finally she chose intuition.

Left, left, right, go straight...

Mi Xiao flung flies at random, and finally accidentally bumped into a person who was still holding a cane.

When Mi Xiao was falling backwards in the opposite direction, she quickly grabbed him and stabilized his body. She said shyly, "Sorry, are you okay?"

There is no problem with the daily word Mi Xiao.

"I'm fine, I'm really sorry." The man also apologized, but when he raised his head and saw Mi Xiao's appearance, he was still slightly taken aback, and blurted out, "Asian?"

"Well, it's fine." At first, Mi Xiao's hair was black, but later it may have turned light brown due to malnutrition, but even so, others could tell that Mi Xiao was Asian.

"Is it strange? Asian." Mi Xiao couldn't help asking.

"No, no, it's just that I cough, and I don't meet many people." The man coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, which was a bit rude, so he apologized again: "I'm very sorry."

"Oh, it's okay, it was me..." Mi Xiao swallowed the words in the ellipsis.

"My name is John H. Watson." The self-reported name John stretched out his hand, and Mi Xiao took a look, stretched out his hand, held his hand, and let go in just a few seconds.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. John."

"Uh..." John withdrew his hand, hesitated for a moment, Mi Xiao saw something from his face, and smiled.

"We'll see you again, Lady Instinct."

John accepted this statement, and he said with a smile, "See you next time, ma'am."

"Ok."

Just when the two were about to part ways, John's clothes suddenly felt more forceful, preventing him from walking. He turned his head in doubt and saw the shame on Mi Xiao's face.

"Well, where is the furniture city going?"

This appearance almost made John laugh out loud, but he held back, and pointed out a way to Mi Xiao.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

But after walking a few steps, he was pulled back again. He thought it was the lady, but when he turned around, it was a gentleman, whom he knew.

They found a relatively quiet place to sit down and chat, and finally talked about the house, John held a warm coffee in his hand, smiled wryly, and said, "Oh, who wants to live with me?"

This sentence caused his friend to laugh lowly. Under John's puzzled eyes, he said: "A person told me that this morning, maybe you can get along, come together?"

His friends invited the retired soldier.

John thought about it for a while, didn't refuse, went to see if he didn't lose anything, so he agreed.

Mi Xiao still doesn't know that from tonight, or tomorrow morning, there will be one more guest at 221B Baker Street.

But at this time she was choosing furniture, and finally she chose a bed that would not fall off the ground after rolling around, and would not be so soft that the bones ached. There were also some things that a room must have, such as a wardrobe and a desk. After swiping the card and writing down the address, Mi Xiaoyi left lightly, and she could expect to sleep better than the sofa.

After selling the things, Mi Xiao felt that she could go shopping around, because—today is the day off!

Thinking of the word vacation, the corners of Mi Xiao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and there is a free card.

The card that Sherlock gave quickly swayed around Mi Xiao's finger.

Mi Xiao strolled into Chinatown. She was always interested in gadgets, and she also went into antique shops.

Listening to the familiar voice occasionally wafting over, Mi Xiao's mood became even better. She came back, and maybe she could go back and have a look after a while.

After all, China is her homeland.

Mi Xiao hasn't noticed anything yet, such as the year, month, and day.

The strengthening system is always like this. In some places, Ma Daha's is unbearable to look at.

Mi Xiao was strolling around the shops, and suddenly she stopped in a shop, in front of her was a dark square jade in a glass cabinet, there were many of this kind of jade, and there were even several jades of better quality around it, What attracts Mi Xiao is entirely because of the pattern carved on the jade, a simple door...

This is exactly the same as her original piece.

Mi Xiao's pupils darkened a bit, and when the clerk came up to ask if he wanted to show it, Mi Xiao shook his hand and refused.

She walked out the door, raised her head slightly, looked at the sky, and finally walked away.

Mi Xiao made up her mind not to touch that evil thing again, who knows if it will drag her to strange places again, or return to the world of hunters.

Tsk, what a disgusting thing!

Mi Xiao didn't know, just a few hours after she left, someone stepped into that store again. He was wearing very casual sportswear, with a peaked cap on his head, and his long straight black hair fluttering slightly.

The slender fingers pointed to the jade that Mi Xiao had seen before.

He bought it.

If Mi Xiaozai, she would know who this man wearing a peaked cap is just by looking at his back.

Too bad they missed it.

In just a few hours, the two people who could meet each other abruptly missed it.

They are doomed to have nothing to do with each other.

Mi Xiao's mood was not disturbed by Sherlock, but by a piece of jade.

She was in a bad mood and her fists were itchy.

Sherlock didn't come back that night. Mrs. Hudson was used to this phenomenon. She said that the kid probably went to find his fun again. Of course, the fun was not flattering.

But Mi Xiao was very virtuous and prepared a dinner for him.

As for his fun, Mi Xiao thinks that the other party probably won't try to kill him, right?

Sherlock, who was researching something in the well-equipped laboratory, suddenly sneezed.

Of course, he wouldn't think that someone was scolding him or something, but the air quality in London was bad again.

The next day, Sherlock, who had stayed up all night, took a taxi back. It happened that Mi Xiao went out to buy food with Sherlock's card.

They missed, including Mr. John, who had met once.

It was night when they met again.

Sherlock, who came back alone, was dragging a pink suitcase in his hand. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Mi Xiao sitting on the sofa looking at the word dictionary that Lake bought, and saw him come back.

Mi Xiao closed the book on her lap and said with a smile, "Welcome back, sir."

Sherlock's beautiful eyes flickered a little at the welcome back.

"Have you had dinner? Look at you, haven't you?" Mi Xiao stood up consciously, put the dictionary aside, walked into the kitchen, and was about to start cooking a simple dinner.

After Mrs. Hudson's revelation, coupled with the past few days of getting along, Mi Xiao somewhat understands Sherlock's personal habits.

It is not a good habit to often forget, or skip three meals.

Mi Xiao feels that it is quite a struggle to grow so tall without eating three meals a day.

"Wait a minute, it will be fine soon."

In the kitchen, Mi Xiao was frying the steaks he bought today.

And Sherlock was waiting outside, the warm yellow lights made the room a little more cozy... Maybe?

However, why there is a sense of instant vision between husband and wife, this must be an illusion.

In fact, the steak that Mi Xiao made specially for Sherlock was disgusted by Sherlock to death.

"The steak is too tough, too much salt... most importantly - the meat is obviously not fresh!" said Sherlock with a tricky mouth.

He just took a bite, and Mi Xiao almost couldn't hold back a punch.

Mi Xiao, who has never been disliked for cooking, felt that many arrows were piercing her knees.

So it is impossible to say that warmth or something exists!

And Mi Xiao is now thinking about how to get Sherlock to eat this steak that he took a bite, but at the same time—shut up!Enjoy!

However, with Mi's small brain capacity, the idea that came to mind was probably not a good idea that would work.

The author has something to say: When Bird Sauce coded Chapter 12, he found a huge mistake, that is the timeline! !

Originally, Sherlock and Watson should have solved the case together on the second day. Bird sauce wrote it on the first day, and immediately solved the case after they met, so Bird sauce changed the latter, and scrapped the twelve chapters, which are almost [-] words long. _(:з」∠)_

My friends all knelt down for me?

Well, minor repairs to this chapter.