Sherlock, Mi Xiao, and Watson John, the three came to a western restaurant. According to the owner's warm introduction, Mi Xiao knew that Sherlock had won a lawsuit for him, reducing his time in the cell. However, when he saw this somewhat strange combination, he was a little distressed.

"Hey, Sherlock, are they your clients?" the fat man asked first.

"Of course not." Sherlock chose a table by the window, sat down, picked up the menu, gave it to John, and said, "See what you want to eat."

This act of asking the man first made the obese man's eyes light up slightly, because he was too fat, his eyes looked very small, and because of this, he looked particularly cunning.

"Oh~ Sherlock, it's not right for you to do this. The menu should be given to the lady first." He was referring to Mi Xiao who was sitting on the side, carrying a word dictionary with him.

"I..." Before Mi Xiao could speak, Sherlock spoke first.

"When she was going out, she ate a high-fat steak. If she wants another one now, I'm a little worried about your chair." Sherlock sat, staring at the other side of the street, with a merciless mouth.

"If you eat it, I won't eat it!" Mi Xiao heard this, she couldn't hold back, she became angry, and emphasized: "It was made for you!"

"It's too salty and hard! Also, I ate it." After hearing this, Sherlock looked back and frowned slightly, apparently Mi Xiao's 'slander' made him unhappy.

"You only took a small bite." Mi Xiao emphasized again.

"Then, you eat it."

"Your habits, frugality in food," Sherlock added.

Mi Xiao stared at Sherlock, and suddenly didn't know what to say, because she didn't know how to refute it. Her instinct told her that no matter what she said, she would return to eating steak in the end.

"...Let me read quietly, please, sir."

And Sherlock snorted arrogantly, turned his head and continued to look out the window.

The other two men who had been listening looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

"Well, it seems that I need to prepare candles or flowers." The fat boss said understandingly.

But he obviously got it wrong.

"It doesn't matter." Sherlock said, anyway, neither candles nor flowers would attract his attention.

"Then two signature dishes, wait a moment."

After the boss went down, the team fell silent.

Mi Xiao looked at the book, expressing that she didn't want to be distracted; while Sherlock looked out the window, wondering what he was looking for.

So John, who was left alone, had a headache. He felt that he should leave, two men and one woman, this is really a very mismatched combination.

"Hey, I think you should have a good talk..."

"Huh? What?" Sherlock, who was staring at the outside with some focus, turned his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"I mean, you should have a good talk, with your girlfriend..." John repeated it again, hinting at Mi Xiao.

"Wait, girlfriend?" Sherlock interrupted him, blinking his eyes, as if I heard right again.

"Isn't it? You just lost your temper like a boyfriend and girlfriend." John was a little unbelievable. Did he think wrong?

Sherlock said: "Girlfriends are so boring, why should I have that kind of relationship with my bodyguard?"

"Bodyguard? This lady is your bodyguard?" John, who didn't take the relationship between their employees and the boss seriously, opened his eyes wide and looked at the lady who was shorter and thinner than him in disbelief. dare to believe.

"It's not like that? Oh, don't worry, you're not the first person to say that." Mi Xiao's eyes finally left the book, she stretched out her hand to John, and introduced herself belatedly: "Mi Xiaoxiao, Xia Mr. Rock Holmes' bodyguard."

"Ms. Mi Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I was so surprised." John stretched out his hand to hold Mi Xiaoxiao's hand, and then let it go back. His brows were frowned, and there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

"You can call me Mi Xiao, do you think...is there anything strange?" Mi Xiao hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Ah, well, I think whether it's true or not, women should be protected. Conversely, women protect men, to some extent..." John touched his nose, but he felt a little guilty, so he didn't continue.

Hearing John's words, Mi Xiao was a little surprised. She looked at John and finally smiled: "It's okay, this is just a profession, and has nothing to do with gender."

"That's right, Mi Xiaoxiao is the most powerful bodyguard I've ever seen based on her strength to flick a grown man away with just one finger. Sometimes, appearance is a good tool. You who have been on the battlefield should understand " Sherlock cut in, and the last half of the sentence, he told John, and also hinted that John should not be deceived by Mi Xiao's appearance.

"You're right, but...you really don't have that kind of relationship? The job of a bodyguard shouldn't include eating and drinking, right?" John struggled with the original question again.

"You can think that I have two jobs, bodyguard and cook." Mi Xiao rolled her eyes at this.

"I'm glad you care about us so much, but you have to know that I regard work as belonging, and girlfriends are superfluous in my eyes."

This sentence seems to have the rhythm of being slapped in the face.

At this moment, a car stopped at the cross street, interrupting their conversation. Sherlock stared at it, didn't say a few words, picked up the windbreaker, stood up, and walked out the door. John and Mi Xiao.

It's a pity that they were still a step too late, but Sherlock's dictionary didn't have the words to give up, or to give up.

So Mi Xiao witnessed the human GPS.

Climb the stairs, step over the buildings, and walk through the alleys.

When they passed through the last alley, a taxi passed by, Sherlock immediately shouted: "Mi Xiao! Stop it!"

Almost simultaneously, Mi Xiao: "Yes, sir."

Mi Xiao, who had been following behind him, rushed out, only an afterimage could be seen at such a high speed.

This almost unbelievable speed shouldn't exist in this world.

The driver saw an afterimage slide by, and then a person appeared in front of the car. The speed made it too late for him to stop, and he was about to hit it.

At this moment, Mi Xiao stretched out his hand.

There was a harsh tire grinding sound.

The car was broken and stopped, and the driver's closed eyes opened because the car stopped, and then he saw an unbelievable picture.

Mi Xiao put one hand on the front of the car, she still maintained the original posture.

"Oh my god..."

Both the driver and the passengers were so shocked that their jaws couldn't close.

Suddenly, the person who was about to be hit stopped a car with one hand.

Meanwhile Sherlock and John overtook the taxi.

Compared to Sherlock who rushed forward, opened the rear door, and took out his police pass to inquire, John looked like a very...gentleman.

He didn't quite believe his eyes, even if he blinked several times, he couldn't change the scene in front of him. John felt that he understood that Sherlock had reminded him three or two times not to be fooled by Mi Xiaoxiao's appearance, but even so... It was completely different from what he had imagined! ! !

What he would rather see is a picture of one person beating three people!

"Mi Xiaoxiao! You, your hands..." As a doctor, coupled with the etiquette he has learned all the year round, John is very worried, no matter what.

"Oh, it's okay..." Mi Xiao, who was cared about by others, shook her head. She looked past him and looked at Sherlock behind the car. He had already got the answer he wanted. Unfortunately, they got stuck in the wrong car.

Sherlock came over and said with some regret, but Mi Xiao and John's psychological dynamics were: Liar!What a pity, it was clearly a look of joy!

Well, Sherlock Holmes, the great Mr. Detective took great interest in this case, lighting the candle for the criminal, thank you.

"So have you rested?" Sherlock asked John, turning his head.

"Huh? Oh, of course." John glanced at the back, the driver and passengers got out of the car, oh, there was a police officer walking towards him not far away, John retracted his gaze, and added: "It's okay to run now It doesn't matter."

That's right, they're running again.

Mi Xiao didn't think it mattered. In the past, she exercised much more than this. Of course, she meant exercise when necessary.

They ran back to 221B panting.

The three were leaning against the wall, and the two men were laughing and saying something. Mi Xiao didn't care. She was more concerned about the hand that stopped the car just now.

Mi Xiao stared at the somewhat abnormal hand.

At this moment, Sherlock turned his head, looked at Mi Xiao, followed her gaze, and looked at her hand.

The hand that stopped the car is now dislocated, with the palm facing down weakly.

Mi Xiao noticed that someone was looking at her hand, so she looked back, and saw Sherlock staring at her hand, this look reminded her of a little white mouse.

Mi Xiao shivered, put away her hands, and asked cautiously, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Are you always like this?" Sherlock asked an irrelevant question.

"Huh?" Mi Xiao tilted her head, looking at Sherlock's clear eyes with confusion.

Sherlock, her employer is somewhat similar to the enhancement system, but more like the transformation system.

Contradictory, yet strangely harmonious.

Sure enough, contempt appeared in his eyes.

"..." Did she offend him?

Mi Xiao stared at Sherlock.

The mode of staring at each other was a bit childish, John covered his face, oh, it started again.

John, he can guarantee that no matter what they say, no one will believe that they are not boyfriend and girlfriend.

This appearance is really unbelievable.

"John!" Sherlock raised his voice a little.

"What's the matter? Sherlock." John quickly put down his hand covering his face and asked seriously.

"Look at our brave lady, even a three-year-old child knows that if she stops a car with her bare hands, she will pay for it. It's really pitiful. It seems that Ms. Mi Xiaoxiao is not as good as a three-year-old child." Sherlock said He finished his sentence quickly, and then looked at Mi Xiao with hatred.

"Hi! Sir, how can you say that, of course I know it's dangerous to do so, of course it's aimed at three-year-olds, I'm very good!" Mi Xiao emphasized, her eyebrows were also frowned because of this, her eyes were serious Looking at Sherlock, he emphasized again: "I will obey what I said. Your order is the greatest instruction, just like you should trust me, just like I believe you can solve this case."

"Are you an idiot?" Sherlock stared at Mi Xiao, who was a little shorter than her, and gritted his teeth slightly.

"I'm engaged in physical work." Mi Xiao said with her eyes wide open, taking it for granted.

"..." Sherlock just looked at Mi Xiao without saying a word.

So, Mi Xiao went on to say: "Sir, just do what you want, and no one will disturb you, because I have taken care of them all."

After Mi finished the novel, he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

She just slapped her chest and swore.

Look, she's not bad.

Mi Xiao thought proudly.

Mi Xiao who was in a good mood didn't see the flashing look in Sherlock's eyes, but her intuition didn't call the police, which meant it wasn't dangerous.

And John on the other side was almost blinded by them.

God, his eyes are dying, can't they think about him as a bachelor?

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone! ! ! ! ! !

Once again, Bird Sauce would like to talk about my understanding of [Strengthening System] and [Changing System], that is [Strengthening System] = natural stupidity + stubbornness + straightforwardness (or what else will be added later hahaha), [Changing System] = capricious + love the new and dislike the old (like the new and dislike the old...probably?)

This is how bird sauce understands the enhancement system and the transformation system ↑

Regarding the new year, I don’t know much about the new year, but the Chinese New Year~ Bird sauce is still free

Now, that's all for now, I wish you all the best of luck in the Year of the Monkey!May all your wishes come true! 233

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