[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

The ambulance came, and it took away the man who had fainted on the ground, and it also brought Lestrade.

He stood upstairs, glanced at Sherlock and Mi Xiao strangely, and didn't speak.

Sherlock didn't have the patience to wait for him to organize his words, so he took the lead and said, "If you didn't throw your brain in any trash can, then quickly explain why you came."

He was somewhat impatient.

The reason is……

Cough, don't say it.

"Cough, I read John's blog." Lestrade rarely didn't care about Sherlock's wrong name, coughed, looked at Sherlock with real eyes, and asked, "What are you planning to hold for the wedding?"

This is the second topic about the wedding that Sherlock and Mi Xiao heard in a day.

"..."

Mi Xiao, who was sitting on the side, looked sideways silently, and said nothing, she thought it was very good.

And Sherlock glanced at Mi Xiao, taking into account her actions, and then looked at Lestrade, he said: "It seems that Scotland is already free enough to work part-time as a gangster who likes to pry into other people's privacy."

"No, Sherlock, it's a friend's care."

Lestrade heard Anderson, the man who was disgusted by Sherlock and felt that his IQ was lowered by looking at his face, he said: That freak had sex with his girlfriend...

The latter is that this kind of freak can actually get out of place...

Cough, and then the whole office exploded, including Lestrade.

He can collect more information than others, and he understands it clearly. Don't forget that he was warmly received by Mycroft just like John.

Wait, it's a bit dirty to use the word hospitality on you.

"Or...you don't plan to get married?"

Lestrade looked at Mi Xiao, who looked exactly like what he said, at least this lady didn't want to get married.

Probably because he hit the point that he was more concerned about, Sherlock looked a little unhappy. He stared at Lestrade and said, "We just missed a wedding."

"Oh...wait, just missed a wedding? You mean..." Lestrade suddenly realized and pointed at Sherlock, who glared angrily at Sherlock and said, "Have you invaded the National Information Bank again! ?”

"Humph."

Sherlock turned his head coldly and snorted coldly, expressing that he would not answer such a stupid topic.

Of course he did, otherwise...

Sherlock thought of the police/officer in China, Chen Yu, right?

When leaving, he personally sent them to the plane, until the plane flew up to the sky, he had already stopped there, a small black dot, seemed to Mi Xiao: I am right here waiting for you.

Tsk!What an unpleasant fellow!

As soon as Sherlock thought of Chen Yu, he looked at Lestrade more and more unkindly. Probably the two had the same occupation, and they always saw similar things, the same upright and focused man.

Tsk!So is he!

Sherlock yelled shamelessly in his heart.

He can be much stronger than the police, so...

Sherlock, who was in a slightly irritable mood, put his hands behind his back and began to walk back and forth in the room. He ignored Lestrade and John, but Mi Xiao, she was the only person in his field of vision, and she was not blocked by him.

With a smart mind, he was thinking about the reasons, and he brushed through many reasons quickly, only two of them stopped in the end.

[-]. Never forgetting the old lover, tsk, obviously impossible, but Sherlock still kept it.

[-]. The unfortunate marriage of her parents led to her distrust of marriage...

Do not trust?She doesn't trust him? !

Sherlock stopped abruptly, which startled Lestrade, who thought Sherlock had been stimulated by something.

"Hi Sherlock, are you all right?"

"Oh, of course I'm fine."

Sherlock stared at Lestrade, blinked, and asked, "If you're fine, then you can go, by the way, and you, John."

John, who was watching the play on the side, stretched out his hand, pointed at himself, and asked in surprise, "Me?"

"of course."

"but……"

John still wanted to resist, but in front of Sherlock, resistance was useless.

The two of them were driven downstairs, and Mrs. Hudson downstairs looked at them curiously: "Children, what's wrong with you?"

"Sherlock drove us down." John said with a headache.

"Come down? There's only Sherlock upstairs?"

"And Mi Xiaoxiao."

"Kick you off, and then there are only Sherlock and Mi Xiaoxiao upstairs, oh my god, are they going to fight?" Thinking of this, the unhappy but optimistic Mrs. Hudson went upstairs nervously. , but she denied it in the next second: "No, no, Sherlock is not such a person, oh, but I am really worried, Sherlock will be beaten by Xiao Xiao, if he has a bad mouth."

"He's really the dumbest man I've ever seen. In terms of emotions, this can lower his IQ by a few notches."

Mrs. Hudson complained.

And the two gentlemen next to each other looked at each other with similar expressions in their eyes, that is: Mrs. Hudson was right.

Well, looking at this, Sherlock really sucks.

So what are you doing upstairs now?

There were only Mi Xiao and Sherlock upstairs. Mi Xiao, who was used to being together, was suddenly not used to it, because Sherlock looked at her like a mouse on an anatomy table.

"Hey, what do you want to say to me, Sherlock."

She coughed dryly and spoke first.

you do not trust me!

Of course Sherlock wouldn't say that, he was very arrogant.

He raised his legs, stepped over the low coffee table, and stood in front of Mi Xiao, condescending, full of majesty... what the hell.

In short, this majesty made Mi Xiao a little frightened. Did she do something to make Sherlock blow up?

Mi Xiao, who was trying to recall the past, finally thought of something. She raised her head and looked at Sherlock, with Sherlock's figure reflected in her eyes, small but full.

"Hey, I think we're fine like this."

Mi recounted what she had said before.

Under Sherlock's unchanged expression, Mi Xiao continued: "You know my family, I am a little scared, when I stretch out my hand, the person who holds me will disappear...Of course, I mean, with you It's very, very sweet together, like being soaked in a jar of honey, compared to my previous life, this is a bit..."

"Not true."

With a stiff voice, Sherlock continued the three words that Mi Xiao blurted out.

The voices of the two overlapped.

"Yes, a little bit." Mi Xiao lowered her head, and quietly clenched her hands on her lap.

She dared not look at Sherlock.

If Sherlock is an emotional idiot, then she is an emotional snail, slow and easy to retract into the shell, but the snail recognizes it and always pays more than others, because snails are like this.

Her clenched hand was covered by Sherlock's.

Mi Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Sherlock. He didn't know when he squatted down and looked at her at the same level. Mi Xiao was fascinated by the color of his eyes.

Her clenched fingers were parted by Sherlock, and under her gaze, Sherlock placed her hand on his chest, where his heart beat.

"Mi Xiaoxiao, I am real."

He said every single word.

"You who are trapped by the past are obviously too stupid. You have to move forward. Even if it is yours, it will be taken away by others if you don't reach out."

Mi Xiao stared into Sherlock's eyes, the scene around her changed, the scenery faded, and she was covered in blackness, Sherlock's voice sounded in her ears, gentle and bewitching .

"You have to reach out yourself..."

"...I'm right within your reach."

Mi Xiao believed Sherlock's words, she stretched out her hand, and grabbed towards the darkness, as expected...

She grabbed it, and what she grabbed faded from black to reveal what it was, Sherlock.

Sherlock was standing in front of her in a snow-white dress, and she changed into a white dress at some point, which seemed a bit like a western-style wedding.

"Sherlock..."

Mi Xiao whispered.

……

In reality, Sherlock picked up Mi Xiao who had fallen asleep and brought her back to his room. He also took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt very intimately. When he finished all this, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took out a text message, which read:

Your hypnotism has improved again. Are you sure that she won't be angry when she learns the truth?Sherlock.

There is no indication, so you don't need to think about it to know who it is.

Sherlock walked out of the room, he closed the door, then raised his head, looked somewhere in the corner, opened his mouth, and said something with his lips: this is just a small hint.

The phone vibrated again.

Are you upset?Because the other party refused the wedding?Or does the older brother in her native land make you nervous?

Sherlock stared at the screen of the phone without speaking.

The image at the end was cut off.

Mycroft, who was monitoring 221B Baker Street, sighed regretfully, what a pity, he rarely watched Sherlock's play, and it was still a play that didn't know comedy or tragedy.

Of course, as an older brother, he is more inclined to comedy, although it is a bit difficult in his eyes.

Oh, this is really distressing.

Mycroft was a little worried about his hairline, and at the same time he felt that he had to be prepared when Sherlock fell out of love.

The author has something to say: inexplicably coded like this _(:зゝ∠)_

I seem to see Mr. BE waving at me.

Well, sure enough, Sherlock is too cunning.

In addition, what Sherlock said in the last chapter is that the memory palace needs a mistress.

And in this chapter, everyone guess what Sherlock hinted at Mi Xiao, the girls in the group can ask~ Maybe I didn’t hold back so I said it_(:зゝ∠)_

Of course, you can also peep at the screen, but you have to make a squeak, yes, it is a squeak.