[Zhongyingmei] Can't get married

"Oh, speaking of which, we happen to have a new case about a woman. Are you interested?" For some unknown reason, Holmes suddenly invited the little girl to participate in his case investigation.

Odile narrowed her eyes, knowing that this seemingly innocent man in front of her must have some bad intentions in her heart, but she was not afraid at all.

"Of course, it's a great honor for me to be able to personally participate in Sherlock Holmes's case-solving game." The little girl grinned and smiled at the other party with millimeter accuracy. Watson looked at this and then at that, Suddenly, I felt that the smiles of the two people were exactly the same.

It all looks so fake.

"The commission we received this time is quite mysterious. You don't need to know that the client is anonymous. What you probably need to know is that we are looking for a woman who calls herself the 'Sad Queen'. She has some big people in her hands who are very bad. Photos, and my mission is to get these photos back, that's it." Sherlock explained his mission to the little girl succinctly.

"Oh... Irene Adler..." After hearing the code name 'Sad Queen', the little girl who felt a little familiar thought about it carefully, and calmly revealed the other party's identity.

"Pfft—" Watson, who didn't expect the little girl to know the queen of the road, almost choked. "Americans..." Sherlock, who was a reserved and rotten countryman, raised his eyebrows and said with deep emotion.

"So, do you already know the current location of that lady?" Tilting his head, Odile is very interested in seeing this lady who is also considered a legend in some fields, of course she is definitely not I plan to report this to my brother.

"Of course, I'm going to go with Watson." Sherlock went back to his room and opened the closet, and began to pick out clothes one by one.

"Sherlock, what are you doing?" Watson sat down indifferently and started drinking tea with Odile to reminisce about the old days. The endless bangs in Holmes' room and the vibration comparable to cleaning finally made Watson a little distracted. It was on Holmes.

"To prepare for battle, of course I have to find my armor." Without thinking, Sherlock picked and picked from the dozen sets of clothes spread out on the bed, and finally chose his daily clothes.

"Sure enough, men and women have different aesthetic styles?" Looking at the clothes on Sherlock, Odile pouted and sighed at Watson, in exchange for a slightly stiff smile from the other party in response, because compared to Sherlock , Watson, who is more macho, is also one of those men who have completely different aesthetics from women.

"Oh. Take your time, I'll come straight to the door." Sherlock dragged Watson to give birth when he was two blocks away from Irene's house, but Odile sat calmly until the door of the other's house.

"Ding dong——" The maid who came to answer the door saw Odile with golden hair and eyes as bright as turquoise inlaid through the video, which looked particularly sweet.

"Hi, I'm here to visit Ms. Irene Adler." Odile didn't look like Ms. Adler's guest at all, but she wasn't either.

"My name is odile, odile.carlos, if this can make her face..." Seeing that the maid hesitated to refuse her visit, the little girl answered with a smile, and then she was very satisfied to see the maid opened the door.

"Oh, what a rare visitor, odile.carlos, the eldest lady of the Carlos family, I still remember that when I met you, it was because of Anne's celebration party, and I haven't seen you, a little blond and blue-eyed angel, since then. But it makes me deeply regret." Odile, who was sitting in the reception room, was not at all surprised that Irene would remember herself who had only met once, after all, the most important thing in the circle of her kind of people is memory.

"Oh... I guess, this is not to entertain me?" The glamorous woman who appeared in front of the little girl was wearing mature and sexy heavy makeup, her lips were as red as blood, but she was not naked, and she was so frank. It makes people wonder whether she is wearing a transparent imperial robe.

Seeing the other party's outfit, Odile raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his mouth politely, narrowed his turquoise eyes, and looked very friendly.

"...I have a distinguished guest coming soon...Of course I don't know if you are here because of him." Irene Adler has a strong aura even without clothes on, without any shyness and cowardice that ordinary people would have, Instead, he swaggered and sat next to the little girl, and leaned over to lift a strand of her long hair and wrap it around her fingers.

"Uh huh, I'm just here to watch the show, please ignore me." Odile didn't care about the other party's *movements, because both of them knew that Irene Adler is now fully committed to the upcoming Sherlock Holmes On her body, the blond little angel in front of her is just her appetizer...

"Also, I don't know if you've heard of it... Irene, I'm in a little trouble now." The little girl was not angry at all when she saw the other party teasing her, instead she grinned even happier.

"Brian Hunter. I don't know if you've heard of this name?" When Odile said the name, Irene's hands froze, and then she simply withdrew any teasing. *Movement, "Oh, the hunter has his eye on you."

"Well... I can only say that sometimes being liked by a pervert is not useless to a certain extent..." Odile calmly used Brian Hunt as her talisman, after all, she knew clearly Well, in the world of these people, even if his brother has a lot of power, he is not as scary as Brian, a psychopathic serial killer.

"...Okay, then I won't disturb your watching the show. Of course, as the master, I have to remind you that you need to be cautious when watching the show." Irene Adler faced her face thoroughly after knowing that she couldn't do anything to Odile. The little girl lost interest, and she collapsed on the sofa beside her, looking lazy and lacking in fighting spirit.

"I will pay attention." After getting permission from the master, the little girl happily sat on the side with a cup of tea in her hand and enjoyed herself, as if the lively and fragrant beauty beside her at the moment was completely different. same as existence.

Of course, to be honest, she doesn't care about the queen who has a tendency to be sloppy around her. For her, it's more interesting to watch the confrontation between Sherlock Holmes and the legendary lady beside her...

"I'm sorry, I'll follow you to get the medicine box." Before the little girl finished her cup of tea, she heard the doorbell rang again. After a while of noise, Odile was amused to see Holmes winking with a wounded face. Sitting obediently on the sofa in the living room with a scared expression, and seeing the stupid look of the big detective, he almost spit out the tea in his mouth.And the other party obviously also saw the strange expression on the little girl's face. While covering his face with a towel, he made a gesture of wiping the little girl's neck with his other hand to signal her to pretend.

Of course, everyone knows that this drama probably cannot be hidden from the legendary intelligent lady.

"Oh, I've heard about you, what a pity. Kate doesn't seem to have asked your name..." A voice came from far and near upstairs, which sounded exaggeratedly worried to Odile.

In fact, Irene's eyes lit up the moment she heard the doorbell ring. She pointed to Odile's lips to signal that she would go upstairs to get a touch of makeup, and then returned to the room calmly, until Holmes The gentleman sat on the sofa in a pitiful form before slowly walking down. "Sorry, my name is..."

Of course, her nude style also frightened Mr. Holmes.

The little girl covered her mouth and wanted to take a picture of the shocked and frightened expression on Sherlock's face at the moment, she really couldn't help but almost laughed.

"Fake names are always forgotten when you are surprised, don't you?" Seeing such an expression of the famous Mr. Holmes, Irene showed a smug smile on her face. Locke walked, never forgetting to show his charm.

"But it's okay." She leaned against Sherlock's body, then shrugged, "We've all taken off our disguise now...Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

"Miss Adler, I guess?" Holmes seemed to have come to his senses now, his whole back was leaning against the back of the sofa because of the closeness of the naked woman in front of him.

"Oh, look at this cheekbone, it will cut my hand if I slap it." Irene Adler is a person who likes to control the overall situation. Even in front of the seemingly strong Holmes, she does not want to lose her control Therefore, she did not answer the other party's question with a statement, but instead began to treat the other party as a toy of her own.

"Need me to try it?"

While the little girl was sitting on the sidelines silently watching the upcoming battle between the two, Watson, who followed the maid to get the medicine box, walked into the living room with a hot towel in his hand. Of course, everything he saw made him temporarily lost Got talking*.

"...Did I miss something?" Looking at the medicine box in his hand and at Sherlock Holmes and Miss Adler who were acting ambiguously at the moment, Watson narrowed his eyes with an unconcealable gossip emotion.

"... Please sit down. If you want tea, I can call the maid." After the moment of confrontation was broken, Irene relaxed her pressing on Sherlock, and instead walked to the little girl who had been watching the play quietly. Sit down next to the girl.

"I've had tea in the palace." "I know." Irene, who knew Sherlock's intentions clearly, sat on the sofa with a smile, then lazily reached out and took the little girl over and leaned on her shoulder , cleverly blocked his key parts.

"If anyone wants to know, I also used tea in the palace." It seemed that even he felt a little embarrassed, Watson tried to find a topic to insert between the two, but unfortunately, he failed.

So he could only touch his nose and sat on the opposite sofa in the little girl's half-smile eyes, silently watching the contest between Holmes and Ms. Adler.

The atmosphere became stalemate little by little during the contest between the two.