[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

"Wasting food is shameful!"

Mi's novel is very serious, including her eyes.

No one who has never starved, or fought over a loaf of moldy bread, will understand.

And Mi Xiao, who has been hungry and robbed food, cherishes food very much, and this is the method she thought of.

oh!It really sucks.

After Sherlock heard this, he tilted his head slightly, looking at Mi Xiao who was no longer pale, his brown eyes showed firmness and anger.

Mi Xiao sometimes complains and is jealous by the way. She is human, and this is the emotion that human beings should have.

Now she looked into Sherlock's pure eyes, and the raging fire was suppressed.

"Sorry, sir, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you." Mi Xiao showed weakness.

It's not something Mi Xiao knows how to vent her anger on someone who doesn't know anything.

Even after walking out of Meteor Street, Mi Xiao still retains some habits of a legal society. Mi Xiao knows what to do and what not to do.

Like now.

Sherlock, who was about to put down the knife and fork, suddenly changed his mind.

The fork poked through the overcooked steak, and the knife sliced ​​it cleanly, breaking it into chunks.

"I'm curious," Sherlock said.

Mi Xiao who calmed down was puzzled.

"Your strength, your skill, and your breath, where do you live, Mi Xiaoxiao." This is not like a question, but more like an order, which made Mi Xiao think of the head of the group - Ku Luo Lou Roussillo, on-screen, was no shocker in person.

Mi Xiao couldn't help being distracted again.

At this time, he can still be distracted, which proves how thick Mi Xiao's nerves are.

"Who did you think of?" Sherlock asked. When asking at this time, there will always be unexpected answers, because the human brain will subconsciously come up with the answer, and then answer with the mouth. The reliability of this answer is 80.00%.

However, watching him in a daze made him not very happy, this was not the first time.

Sherlock lowered the corner of his mouth.

"Captain."

Sure enough, Sherlock wanted the answer.

Head, leader.

A gang, a gang, a gang with spider tattoos, and a digital gang.

If that's the case, then why is there no information about them?

Another question came to Sherlock's mind.

interesting.

He put down the knife and fork, crossed his fingers together, in a standard thinking posture.

Mi Xiao took a look, but didn't take it seriously, because the other party would never think of the answer that she is not from this world.

"Sir, it's going to be cold." But Mi Xiao still reminded him of other things.

"It's not tasty." Sherlock said bluntly, without even looking at it, obviously he gave up on this plate of steak.

"..." I really want to slap him.

Mi Xiao stared at Sherlock, and finally she stretched out her hand, took Sherlock's plate, pulled away the chair opposite him, and thought angrily: Huh, she eats by herself!Forget it if you starve to death!

She brought over the plate and the cutlery. The steak on the plate had already been cut, and the cut was quite beautiful, a standard square.

Mi Xiao took a fork, forked a small square, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

...be lighter next time.

Mi Xiao thought desperately.

While she was washing the dishes, she heard footsteps going up the stairs, one heavy and one light, a little strange, and then she heard a low gasp, followed by the door opening.

Wait, what the hell is that panting.

Sherlock complained that London couldn't even afford cigarettes, so he could only stick nicotine patches.

Then came a strange man's voice.

Hesitantly asked Sherlock what was the matter for calling him back.

Mi Xiao listened, and blinked, hey, besides her, is there anyone else who can serve this Buddha?

Inexplicably lighting up wax for this man, maybe he can consider this to buy a cardiotonic agent, of course, if possible, I will help her buy a fire-reducing paste by the way, I hope there is this thing.

The more Mi Xiao thought about it, the more she became biased.

'click'

Mi Xiao put the washed dishes into the cabinet, and because of the unavoidable knocking sound, someone asked.

"Anyone else here?"

"Of course." Sherlock, who was lying on the sofa where Mi took a nap, clasped his hands together, opened his closed eyes, and showed a natural expression.

"Hi, do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?" Mi Xiao asked from the kitchen.

At the same time, she glanced at the strange man again, oh, it seemed a little familiar.

Mi Xiao's memory is not like Sherlock's, otherwise she wouldn't be called stupid by Sherlock, and of course it's not so bad that she ranks with goldfish.

She thought about it, then remembered.

At the same time the man remembered the same.

"It's you!?" x2

The voices of the two overlapped.

Sherlock tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "Do you know each other?"

"We met in the street yesterday," said John.

"I accidentally bumped into him." Mi Xiao continued.

"Oh, a very bad acquaintance." Sherlock lost interest in asking any more for a moment.

"You...with him?" John asked in a low voice, pointing at Sherlock.

"Well, the relationship between the employee and the boss." Mi Xiao thought for a while, and gave an answer that she thought was accurate, and it was in fact.

"Sit down, I'll make you a cup of coffee."

"OK, thanks."

The man who was making coffee heard their original topic outside, but what Sherlock said made John feel helpless and a little angry.

When Mi Xiao came out with two cups of coffee, he saw John pull out his mobile phone.

After listening to everything, Mi Xiao thought in her heart: This is the beginning, Sherlock's little problems are simply endless.

Mi Xiao looked at John with pity. She held a cup and gave it to John who took out his mobile phone and threw it in Sherlock's hand. He took it and said thank you.

And Sherlock was not interrupted by the actions of the two of them.

Mi Xiao was drinking coffee, sorry, she didn't make it for Sherlock this time, and of course she didn't think Sherlock needed it either!

Tonight, she can finish reading a word dictionary with coffee. Sometimes the language barrier is really troublesome.

Sherlock asked John to send the text message for him, which made John even more helpless.

Is this lazy behavior?That's enough.

He turned his head to look out the window, he wanted to see if the car was still there.

"What's wrong?" Sherlock raised his eyes, glanced at John, and asked.

"Meet a friend of yours just now." John answered honestly.

"friend?"

"enemy."

"Which one?"

Hearing this question, Mi Xiaozheng was flipping through the dictionary on hand, couldn't hold back, and laughed 'pooh'.

"What are you laughing at?" Sherlock asked, looking at Mi Xiao.

"It's nothing." Mi Xiao picked up the book and covered her face, her eyes were bent because of Sherlock's words.

Staring at the dictionary, Sherlock seemed to see a smiling face hiding behind it.

"Hmph, what then?" Sherlock snorted and asked.

John looked at them back and forth curiously, but when he heard Sherlock's question, he had to look back and look at Sherlock squarely. He said, "He said he was your mortal enemy. Who would have a mortal enemy?" Turning to him asked again.

Sherlock is smart, because the only fat guy who likes to spy on people's privacy will say so.

Instead of answering John’s question, he asked, “Did he give you money and send you to spy on me?”

Oh, this sounds a little familiar. Hearing this, Mi Xiao pushed down the book covering his face, exposed his eyes, and looked at John. The other party said no, but Sherlock regretfully said that you should agree, we can square What.

He also told Mi novel about this sentence.

Then he turned over and sat up, stood up, glanced at the cup in John's hand, and asked, "Where's mine?"

"Drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good for the stomach." Mi Xiaowan said to Sherlock with his eyes bent.

Sherlock stared at Mi Xiao, pursed the corner of his mouth slightly, took a step, and stood in front of Mi Xiao a few steps. He stared at Mi Xiao, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry just now?" Then he said: " But what I said was the truth."

The bystander John looked at the two people who were a little closer, and the words "employee" and "boss" suddenly shattered.

"No!" Mi Xiao denied.

"What about the coffee?"

"You can't drink coffee on an empty stomach." Mi Xiao used what she just said.

"John didn't eat either!"

John, who was inexplicably taken off the water, stared wide-eyed, he felt a little innocent.

Mi Xiao looked at Sherlock who emphasized that John was also fasting, and twitched the corner of his mouth. Mrs. Hudson said childish Sherlock.

"There's not enough coffee, only enough to make two cups." Mi Xiaoxiao pushed the coffee she had drunk forward: "If you don't mind, please."

Mi Xiao felt that Sherlock would not grab the last cup of coffee from her, but...

Her eyes widened as Sherlock took her coffee and smiled triumphantly as she turned around.

"Xia..." After she called out a word, she shut up again.

It's so childish!I don't know whether Mi Xiao is talking about himself or Sherlock, in short, he is childish and dead.

After sending a text message on John's mobile phone, he got a reply shortly after.

For this, Sherlock was very happy, at least Mi Xiao thought so.

He put on the windbreaker, twisted and allowed John to follow.

It's really childish.

Mi Xiao curled her lips, she didn't plan to go out with her, she still had a pile of books to read, but Sherlock refused to let her do so, and pulled her out together. What Sherlock said was: You are my bodyguard, you You must be by my side and protect me.

Protect?

God, Mi Xiao is a little worried that she will be sold out for no reason.

After going out, Mi Xiao glanced at the paving downstairs. She felt that there was no need for it at all, because since they moved in, the number of people nearby has gradually increased.

The street has been protected.

People who can protect the entire street must not be ordinary people, which indirectly shows that Sherlock is not ordinary either.

After thinking about it, Mi Xiao felt a little headache, and finally had to give up.

Anyway, the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridgehead.

However, the surname of Holmes is somewhat familiar.

The author has something to say: In the last chapter, many girls guessed it right. The person with straight black, casual clothes, and peaked cap is the Il fan. Beat the enemy_(:з」∠)_

Yi Ermi came here with Mi Xiao by accident, and if he wants to go back, he has to cooperate with Mi Xiao.

Well, we are still far away from cooperation ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Both the coffee and the steak are good in this chapter, it's a pity that neither party noticed.

Mi Xiao hasn't seen Detective Sherlock, but it doesn't prevent others from talking in her ear, so it takes a little effort to remember.