[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

Solving a case means taking a vacation—what the hell!

Mi Xiaoshuo was sitting on the sofa, reading the book. She still had a lot of words that she didn't know how to say. She needed to accumulate her own vocabulary, so as to save herself from being picked up by Sherlock for wrong words like last time.

Tsk, totally missed the point.

She thought she would be on vacation, and at the same time Sherlock would sit peacefully on the sofa and read the newspaper, but in fact, that was simply a big joke!

No, even if Sherlock is sitting on the sofa reading newspapers and computers, and chanting "boring" in detail, somehow he provokes a man who wears rags as clothes and holds a cold weapon and a big knife in his hand The man asked for it.

Mi shrank, turned the page, took a moment to raise her eyelids, and glanced at Sherlock who was struggling with men dressed like beggars, oh, yes, at least Sherlock had the upper hand, and occasionally the employer still asked Get some exercise.

Mi Xiao lowered her head and continued to read her book.

Eventually, the intruder was knocked unconscious by Sherlock's beautiful punch.

Sherlock pulled his tie, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Time."

"Does this count as time?" Mi Xiaolian asked without raising his head.

"Of course, at least let me know how long John will be back." Sherlock straightened his cuffs, ignored the man on the ground, turned around, sat on his exclusive single sofa, crossed his legs, pressed his elbows on the armrests, Putting his fingers together in front of his chest, he said to Mi Xiaoxiao, "If he sees another person in the house, a man with a machete, he will be terrified."

Sherlock completes a person.

It's unbelievable that Sherlock Holmes cared about other people.

After finishing speaking, Sherlock said another sentence, he said: "It will take a lot of time to explain."

Mi Xiaomo rolled her eyes, she knew it would be like this.

"I read the front and back of the book." Mi Xiao didn't report the time, but the number of pages.

"The time you spent reading this book is enough for me to solve dozens of cases accumulated by those idiots in England." Sherlock expressed disdain for the time Mi Xiao spent reading the book, and then he shouted at Mi Xiao : "Mi Xiao, hold my phone for me."

This is not the first time that Sherlock said that she was slow to read, and Mi Xiao rolled her eyes, saying that labor and management would not care about what you said. She still didn't look up and asked, "Where is it?"

"pocket."

"..." Mi Xiao was silent for a while, and instantly forgot all the words she had read on a page.

"Hurry up, John is coming back." Sherlock urged.

"The phone is in your pocket, so why don't you take it yourself? I still need to look..." Sherlock interrupted Mi Xiao before he could finish speaking.

"I'm very busy now."

Busy!

Mi Xiao finally sighed and threw away the book in her hand. It seems that she will not be able to calm down and memorize words next.

She walked towards Sherlock, knelt down and asked, "Which side?"

"right."

Mi Xiao leaned forward a little, and put his hand into Sherlock's pocket. The mobile phone is not a small gadget, as long as you put it in your pocket, you can touch it. Mi Xiao thinks so, but...

Mi Xiao raised her head, looked at Sherlock strangely, and asked, "Is this dress custom-made?"

"Of course." Sherlock lowered his eyes, looked at Mi Xiao with weird eyes, and asked, "You can't find your phone?"

"...Your pocket is a bit big, and there are a lot of things in it." Mi Xiao said hesitantly.

"Oh, I have to pack a lot of things, hurry up." Sherlock urged again, and when he was about to look away, his eyes accidentally caught a wound on Mi Xiao's stamina.

Sherlock has seen her body, and naturally knows what this seemingly weak woman in front of him has experienced, which is why she never wears skirts or clothes that are too revealing, but when he saw the scars again, he hesitated, Then twisted and looked away.

At this time, Mi Xiao had already found the phone, took it out, and gave it to Sherlock, but when Mi Xiao saw the outstretched hand, he couldn't help but be tempted.

'Snapped'

Mi Xiao slapped himself, opened his eyes, and saw puzzled eyes, Mi Xiao stammered and explained: "A mosquito flew by just now."

"Dear Ms. Mi Xiaoxiao, it's not summer yet." Sherlock listened and laughed at Mi Xiaona's rotten reason, but he didn't say anything or ask anything.

This made Mi Xiao heave a sigh of relief, she rubbed her face secretly, and gritted her teeth, next time she should pinch her thigh, the slap in the face is too obvious, hiss~ and it shouldn't be too heavy.

Sherlock sent a text message, and after a while, a group of people ran up and took the man away swiftly.

People are gone.

Sure enough, after a while, John came back, and he was a little angry. He probably missed the update of the automatic recognition machine, which caused him to quarrel with the automatic recognition machine, personally.

Sherlock was a little surprised by this, and asked, "Are you arguing with the machine?"

"Basically, the machine didn't move at all, and I was yelling, do you have cash?" John said.

To be honest, just now, Mi Xiao almost didn't laugh.

But looking at the people in the same room, Mi Xiao held back.

"Money? My money is in Mi Xiaona." Sherlock raised his chin slightly, he covered it with a newspaper, and at the same time kicked the left machete to the bottom of the sofa.

"Huh? Are they all in Mi Xiaoxiao?" John was a little surprised. It was like letting his wife manage his own property. Could it be...

John's eyes were a little weird, so that he ignored Sherlock's weirdness today.

"He never carries cash with him, only a card." Mi Xiaoxiao took out the bank/bank/card/ that Sherlock had left with her before, threw it to John, and said, "You're welcome."

"Oh, okay, okay, I see, then I won't bother you." John received the card, said thank you, and then left in a hurry. He felt that he was not suitable to be a light bulb.

"What happened to him?" Mi Xiao asked puzzled.

"Who knows." Sherlock said, just now John kept looking at him and Mi Xiao, oh, what happened to them?Is there anything strange about it?

Sherlock, who had no love knowledge in his mind, couldn't guess it, so John thought in that direction.

At last John came back, carrying a bag of things, and would blame himself for refusing Mrs. Hudson's help and asking an old man to help with it.

At the same time, he also refused Mi Xiao's help.

Because he felt that although he couldn't block a car, at least these things could still be carried.

But when he came back, he saw a scene that made people angry.

"Isn't that my computer?"

"of course."

Sherlock answered calmly.

"And yours?"

"Mine is in the bedroom."

This answer is really capricious.

As for John's password, Sherlock said that according to John's usual habits, he can crack it in less than a minute.

After John heard this, he suddenly realized that they couldn't live together in a friendly way, and there was no personal privacy at all!

"John, you have to get used to it." Mi Xiaolian said three habits, comforting the heartbroken John: "The first time I met him, I was seen by him...cough." Mi Xiaolian stopped his mouth, forced Swallowed the following words violently.

Her complexion was not very good, but she still comforted John: "Sir is such a person, as his only friend, you have to calm down."

After Mi's novel was finished, two pairs of eyes arose.

She asked puzzledly, "Did I say something wrong?"

"I'm Sherlock's only friend?"

"I have friends!"

A question, an exclamation.

The former can be understood, but the latter... is it fried?

"Yes, that's right, sir, you still have a friend with a skull." Mi Xiao was very impressed with that skull, mainly because when Sherlock introduced it to her, I couldn't do without it.

"But John is the only friend who is alive, talking, moving, and caring about you." Much better than your non-moving, non-speaking skull.

"God, I don't know..." John was a little surprised. He looked at Sherlock who was pursing his lips, stretched out his hand, and retracted it several times. Finally, he could only fail and say: "I'm so happy, so happy I don't know what to say, cough, Sherlock, it's a pleasure to be your friend."

"Don't listen to Mi Xiaoxiao's nonsense!" The arrogant Sherlock raised his volume, trying to pull back a little.

He is called 'Mi Xiaoxiao' again.

Unfortunately, Mi Xiao didn't care. She stretched out her hand, pushed John downstairs, and said to him, "Mrs. Hudson just said that there is a small dessert, can I ask you to take it?"

After finishing speaking, he said in a low voice: "Do you remember what Lestrade said? Little brat..."

"Mi Xiaoxiao!"

Well, Sherlock is pissed.

Mi Xiao didn't continue talking, she sent John you know how to look.

John's eyes were full of joy, and he nodded slightly to show that he understood.

John went downstairs in a happy mood, but Mi Xiao was a little distressed, because she seemed to have angered the employer.

How to do this?

I have no choice but to go over obediently and smooth him as much as I can.

"Sir..." Mi Xiao stood beside Sherlock, with an apologetic face, and asked, "Sir, do I want to kneel down on the keyboard? A mouse, or a washboard is also fine."

She asked sincerely, but unfortunately...

Sherlock glanced at Mi Xiao, turned his head arrogantly, and turned his gaze back to the computer screen.

"Sir, I'm sorry for taking your first time, I promise, next time let yourself say to John: We are friends..."

"Mi Xiaoxiao, shut up! You are not allowed to speak until I agree!"

Mi Xiao immediately shut her mouth.

Well, she pissed off this arrogant and tsundere gentleman.

God, who can tell her how to coax him?

On the premise of not speaking.

The author has something to say: Kekeke, this is Bird Sauce, Mi Xiaotuo Bird Sauce asked everyone what to do to coax Sherlock well, the answer is up to tonight, the method adopted by Mi Xiao will be used by Mi Xiao ~

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