[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

The next morning, while they were having breakfast, Mycroft called, a rare event for a terminally ill man to leave the office and enter the cramped room.

Sherlock looked at the newspaper in his hand, without looking at Mycroft, and said, "The photos are safe."

But McCaw didn't care whether the other party looked at him or not, he said directly: "Calling security at the hands of an absconding sex worker?"

Apparently McCoff didn't trust that woman, Irene.

"She doesn't want to blackmail anyone." Sherlock said coldly. He just woke up in the morning with a hoarse voice. He looked at the newspaper, but thought about things other than the newspaper: "She just wants to be protected. Maybe she feels that this industry Not very good, I think you should withdraw from the police investigation of the shooting at her house?" Although it was doubtful, he was sure.

Sherlock looked up at Mycroft, and only then did he realize that Mycroft was staring at his face, of course he wouldn't believe that there was a flower growing on his face, or anything.

"What's on my face?"

"Very obvious tooth marks, Sherlock, have you played with that woman?" Mycroft bit the two words seriously.

After Sherlock heard Mycroft's words, he froze at first, and then returned to normal. He straightened the newspaper on hand and made a rustling sound.

"of course not."

"Really? John."

Mycroft called out to John, who was buried in his breakfast.

"Oh, this, I'm not sure." John, who has tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, is in a bad mood. Should he say that this is Sherlock and Mi Xiao's private hobby?

No no no, just thinking about it makes me feel abusive.

John's dodge naturally couldn't escape McCoff's eyes. There was no anger on his face, but he was a little embarrassed. McCoff had a flash of inspiration, and he turned his head to look at Mi Xiao who just came out of the kitchen. She was holding a Sherlock's breakfast, today he wants to eat pasta, so Mi Xiao can only make it for him, this is the benefit of having a cook at home_(:зゝ∠)_

"Oh, I see~ It seems that your relationship is getting better and better." Mycroft looked away, and tapped lightly with his fingers holding the handle of the umbrella. He didn't know what bad idea he was thinking. Mi Xiao, who stopped beside Sherlock: "When are you going to get married?"

The hand that was originally holding the coffee trembled when he heard McCoff's words, and almost dropped the cup.

Mi Xiao said with a dark face: "Mr. McCoff, can you please pick a good time to tell me this?"

She was so frightened that she almost dropped the teacup.

Of course, John was not spared. He choked on the bread and coughed so badly that he caught a cold.

Mi Xiao couldn't see it, so he brought a glass of boiled water, and John quickly took it, took a sip, and relieved it, but the blush on his face couldn't go away for a while.

"thanks……"

"Sherlock is going to marry Xiaoxiao?!!"

Mrs. Hudson, who had just gone upstairs and heard such a momentous event, said she seemed to see the sun rising in the west... No, it was so exciting!

Sherlock, who was supposed to be single all his life, now has a girlfriend, which is like a criminal changing careers.

It was so exciting and surprising.

"Children, why didn't you tell me? I'll prepare presents for you..."

"No, it's not at all." Mi Xiao stopped Mrs. Hudson's words with a headache, glared at the nonsense Mycroft, and warned him not to talk nonsense.

"What? You're not going to get married? Oh, that's too bad, seeing you're not too young..."

Mrs. Hudson on the one end was talking non-stop with Mi Balabala, and on the other end were Mycroft and Sherlock.

Mycroft lowered his voice and said to Sherlock: "It seems that you haven't got her done yet."

"Don't use your common sense to judge her." Sherlock glanced at Mi Xiao who was struggling and distressed, and it is estimated that she is now thinking about how to distract or interrupt Mrs. Hudson.

"I'm really sorry." Mycroft shrugged without sincerity. He said, "It seems that Mom and Dad will be very happy. When do you plan to take her home?"

John on the side is like this: _(:зゝ∠)_

Have you considered him as a bachelor?

"We should discuss the case at hand now." It was a rare first time for Sherlock to talk about the case independently with Mycroft.

"It seems that you still haven't got her done."

"Shut up, the door is over there."

Hearing the obvious eviction order, Mycroft shut his mouth, he is now here to ask his lovely brother, if he gets mad, oh well, he chooses another topic.

"She has the picture, what can we do? There's nothing we can do."

"She must like what you said. You should understand that the camera phone is her gold medal for getting out of prison. You have to let her go, just like the royal family. Treat her, Mycroft."

This is really great irony, not to mention McCoff, the royal family is definitely the first to jump up.

Then John on the side chimed in, saying he had to blow off steam, so he said, "Just don't treat her like she treats the royal family."

Well, don't think about it, Mycroft twitched his lips with a smile, expressing his gratitude for your suggestion.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of "Ah~" which made him and John focus their attention together, including Mi Xiao who had a headache, and Mrs. Hudson who was talking about some strange topic.

"what is that?"

John was the first to ask, and he asked what everyone was thinking.

Sherlock glanced at everyone. He put down the newspaper in his hand with a guilty conscience, stood up, walked towards the table where the mobile phone was placed, and said, "SMS."

"But what's the matter with that voice?" John looked at the figure passing by him, and said what everyone wanted to say again.

"Did you know that there are other people staring at her? Mycroft." Sherlock picked up the phone and opened it, while McCoff, who was standing behind him, stretched out his neck trying to see clearly what the text message said What.

Because this is his younger brother, no matter how bad he is, he is still his younger brother!

Mycroft didn't answer his question, Sherlock glanced back strangely, and saw the version of Mycroft trying to stretch his neck.

"……What are you doing?"

Is Sugar Corrupting Your Brain?

"Cough, I think you need to explain, not to me." Mycroft coughed dryly, he lifted his chin slightly, pointed to the one behind him, and said vaguely: "She doesn't look very good." good……"

Of course not, she has heard a lot of this voice today.

After waking up from Sherlock, brush your teeth, wash your face, walk out, draw the curtains...

Don't ask her why she knows, thanks!

Mi Xiao smiled hard: "It's time to have breakfast, otherwise it will be bad for the stomach if it gets cold."

smile.

"...Okay." Sherlock looked at Mi Xiao who was smiling very gently. He subconsciously responded, then raised his foot and walked to the chair. After sitting down, he asked, "What about you?"

"I have no appetite!"

Mi Xiao said coldly.

"Empty stomach is bad for stomach."

"Then eat quickly." Don't talk nonsense.

"...I can't finish eating so much, can you help me?"

Mycroft said to John, "Do they always do that?"

"Well, just get used to it. If you can't help it, you can raise a torch."

John was used to their daily show, even though it was a very normal day-to-day conversation.

The two stared at each other, and finally it was Mi Xiao who reached out to Sherlock and said, "Mobile phone."

It was rare for Sherlock to hand over the phone without thinking.

"It seems that you have changed a lot." Mycroft looked at Sherlock with a hint of mystery.

"To shut up."

Sherlock picked up the fork, hit the spaghetti with a twist of his hand, and the bread wrapped around the fork.

Mi Xiao took the phone and walked to the kitchen, she thought she needed to silence the sound.

The text message came again halfway, the muscle on Mi Xiao's forehead twitched, and for some reason she pressed a button.

The two outside were looking at each other, and they didn't know what was wrong, but Mi Xiao didn't care, she walked up quickly, threw the phone to Sherlock, then turned around quickly, and said, "I have an appointment with Yao Sulin today. Alright, let's talk slowly."

She didn't say what she had agreed to do, and left in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" John asked.

"It's nothing." Sherlock looked at Mi Xiao's back, and didn't take it back until he couldn't see it. He was a little unhappy, even looking at the phone.

Yao Sulin never asked her out!She didn't ask Yao Sulin either!

At this time, the text message came again, but the voice of the reminder changed.

'Ah~~'

Different from Irene's slow and seductive voice, it was a low panting voice with a hint of euphemism and shame.

"Wait, this voice is..." After John heard it, his eyes widened, and he turned to look at the place where Mi Xiao left. When he didn't see anyone, he turned around again and said in horror: "Mi Xiaoxiao, she... Is this your new way of abusing dogs?"

Sherlock probably understood why Mi Xiaohui ran away. Is she angry and shy?

"Well, probably."

The corner of Sherlock's mouth curled up, and he was in a good mood. This time, he didn't click on the text message, but after he was happy, he remembered one thing, that is - the panting seemed to be heard by other men.

Other Men John and Mycroft: Huh...

The two single dogs watched your show coldly.

Fortunately, someone called McCoff at this time, very well, he can avoid it openly.

Mycroft exited happily.

And John continued to sit there heartbroken, but he saw Sherlock's finger pressing the button, so he asked, "Are you texting that woman?"

"Do not."

Sherlock denies it.

John didn't believe it at first, but he believed it in the next second.

Because the text message was sent again, this time it was not anyone's panting sound, but a regular ringtone.

Sherlock, who didn't pay much attention to this matter at first, couldn't get rid of his laziness under Mi Xiao's coquettish panting.

Well, John said he got it.

You guys are too much! ! ! !

The author has something to say: the brain hole code has come out 罒ω罒

The two single dogs John and Mycroft are so pathetic hahahaha! ! !

Let me laugh first, and Sherlock said ↓↓↓

Sherlock said: Can you hear my wife's panting?Humph╭(╯^╰)╮Stupid mortal!

In addition, I will work overtime tomorrow [smile and wave goodbye]