[Detective Sherlock] Rococo who sees through everything

Sherlock was dealing with the bomber, Watson was investigating the important national case that Mycroft said, and Rococo took a day off to clean the room for a day under the pretext of being shadowed as a hostage.

The kind Mrs. Hudson has freed up the storage room next to her room to Rococo.Except for the fact that there is too much dust accumulation during cleaning, which is a bit choking, the ventilation and light transmission are all top-notch, and Rococo gave it a five-star praise.

In the evening, the four problems of the bomber were perfectly solved, and Watson also retrieved the memory stick containing state secrets with the help of Sherlock.And the perpetrator of the fourth case and the poor sniper pointed all the planning to the same person, Moriarty.

Sherlock hugged his stomach with his hands, curled his legs up in front of him and nestled on the sofa, with the pink mobile phone beside him.And Luo Keke, who snatched his sofa chair first, was watching the latest TV series with his chin propped up helplessly.

Why do you have to look helpless...

"No, that's wrong! This person can't be the father of the little boy, look at the hem of his jeans!" The voice came from Sherlock who looked "outraged".

"Wrong, this one is wrong too! This dog doesn't belong to that woman at all, look at her collar, she has only one cat at home!" This sentence was still from Sherlock, his voice almost overwhelmed the background sound of the TV series .

"It's still wrong, it's a big mistake! He obviously came here by car, and he doesn't have any signs of flying overnight!"

……

Sam lying at Rococo's feet couldn't help folding his ears.

Rococo couldn't bear it anymore: "Mr. Holmes, this is the sixth time I've changed the channel. If you don't stop, we can only watch the evening news or music appreciation."

"Music appreciation? You have to know that those performers make two to three mistakes for every one hundred notes on average, and the evening news is the same. There are countless grammar and slips of the tongue." Sherlock expressed his dissatisfaction with the TV program.

"Then what program is nutritious for you? Discovery Channel or Wilderness Survival?" Rococo felt a little tired, probably in Sherlock's eyes all soap operas and variety shows take up time.

"I suspect not, because the 'Earth revolves around the sun' that even elementary school students know is irrelevant to him. If Sherlock understands the celestial system better, this case can be solved faster." Sitting on the side Watson, who uses a computer, couldn't help but interject.

"But I figured it out anyway."

Although Sherlock said so, Rococo, who had seen through everything, saw his bubbles. He didn't completely disagree with Watson's words, and added the word "celestial system" to his bookmark.

Watson had nothing to say about that.

"By the way, Miss Rococo, I've always wanted to ask, what do you mean by the keys and coins you left behind?"

"Coins and keys?" Rococo remembered the coins and keys that had been quietly left after receiving the threatening call. "Did Mr. Holmes not tell you?"

"He says……"

"The coin is the clue (Coiniskey), I naturally think of things related to the coin." Sherlock interrupted Watson to look at Rococo, and continued after waiting for a few seconds, "Look, he still didn't understand."

You must know that Rococo saw it clearly, what Watson wanted to say was [he didn't say anything, just asked me 'Don't you understand? ']

Rococo feels sorry for Watson.

"Oh, that's not what you said at the time... Come on, did you give Mycroft the memory stick?" Watson asked.

"Of course he was ecstatic."

Rococo turned off the TV, and then saw the opposite answer in Sherlock's speech bubble: [No, Moriarty used so many cases to divert my attention just for this memory stick, of course I will keep it. ]

After this line of text, there was another line of text: [It's time to dismiss Watson. ]

This reminded Rococo that Sherlock had done this to her before, but unfortunately she could always see through everything.Feel sorry for Watson again.

She looked away as if nothing had happened, started to browse Weibo, and forwarded a lucky koi casually.

Sherlock stood up from the sofa, straightened his clothes, and walked to Rococo in a few steps.

"Rococo, about that night, when will you give me an answer?" Sherlock added, "You have accepted my proposal and stayed here."

Watson stopped typing on the keyboard, and Sam pricked up his ears uncomfortably and got up from the ground to stare at his old enemy.

"What?" Rococo asked casually and raised her head, then she understood.She no longer felt sorry for Watson, she began to feel sorry for herself.

"Would you like to..." Sherlock stopped here with certainty, and he got closer, with one knee propped next to Rococo's head and one knee kneeling on the sofa.

Luo Ke knew without looking back that Watson's eyes had widened.

When Rococo, who didn't know what to do when she didn't know what to do, didn't dare to raise her neck too high because of the close distance, Sherlock blinked one eye at her very quickly.

It's useless to blink, just stay away and let me see what's on your head. QAQ But she can guess what Sherlock means...

"Accepting your proposal and staying here doesn't mean..." Luo Keke didn't want to follow the script very much, but Sherlock blinked at her again. Swallow the words and change them to something else, "Okay, but before that, you must confirm that you are sincere, without any other factors in it, not because you want to experience freshness in the boring life of solving crimes, and then suddenly Push me away again; I don't want to use this to achieve any purpose, to investigate my secrets; let alone to find some excuse to drive Watson away. You do this only because you really want to do it."

After saying all this, Rococo raised the corner of his mouth and blinked his eyes.

She wants to see whose script is better.

But Sherlock, who has max acting skills, didn't even hesitate at all: "I'm sure there are no other factors involved, not because I want to experience novelty in the boring life of solving crimes, nor because I want to use it to achieve some purpose, I won't suddenly push you away I won't continue to investigate you either, I did it because I really wanted to. But if you want to dismiss Watson...he should really avoid it."

"Are you really...sure?" Rococo's smile froze on his face.Watson opened his mouth involuntarily.

"When have I ever done something I'm not sure about?"

Sherlock asked back as if he was narrating the truth. In the next second, he leaned down and got closer like all couples would do. His gray-blue eyes reflected her face, but his movements were very slow, so slow that he could give The kind of patience that all the previous cases didn't add up, is getting closer to Rococo a little bit.

The plot was too realistic, Rococo's heart rate increased, and she began to admit the so-called adrenaline.

Sherlock had already tilted his head slightly, and he even slowed down his breathing. At some point, his other hand slipped to the back of her head, slipping down and covering the back of her neck.Just a little bit more, and she may be trapped, with nowhere to hide, and no room for maneuver.

If he is the best actor in London, then Luo Keke is really about to be deceived by his acting skills, everything is shockingly real.

It was the first time that the second floor of 221B was so quiet in such a crowded situation. There was no Mrs. Hudson's soprano, no Sherlock complaining about the boredom of the case, no keyboard sounds when Watson was chatting with his girlfriend, and no Sam's long claws falling. A crisp 'da da' sound on the floor.

Three seconds later, indistinguishable from a century...

"Wait a minute... I, I remembered that I'm going to Sarah's house for dinner tonight, and I probably won't come back to stay. If there is a case, call me." Watson finally realized what was about to happen, almost running He walked out, leaving only one sentence before closing the door, "If you don't mind, take some time to buy milk."

After the door closed, there was silence again.

"Your goal... has been achieved?" When Luo Keke said this, she was not even sure herself. One of her hands touched the back of her neck, and she broke his hand from the back of her neck.

"It's done." Sherlock's remaining hand left the back of the sofa, and subconsciously looked at his separated hand and the Shiba Inu at his feet that was struggling to push him away. It takes only a second to reclaim distances that may have been reached in more than a century.

Only then did Rococo realize the heat on his face, and humbly looked away, stood up from the sofa chair, and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

"Sir, it's a pity that you didn't win both the Academy Award and the Golden Globe Award for your acting skills."

"Acting?" Sherlock turned on the computer, sat in Rococo's previous position, and replied lightly, "This is not acting."

Rococo's hand holding the handle of the water glass trembled, and she looked at Sherlock, who was typing on the keyboard expressionlessly.

['The Bruce Bottington project is in my hands, come get it.Midnight, pool. ']

After closing the computer cover, Sherlock raised his head and met Rococo: "Is there a problem?"

"If, I mean, if Watson didn't leave in time just now, what would you do?" Rococo acted as calmly as possible. At this distance, the text in the bubble is very clear.Sherlock couldn't fool her.

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Sherlock didn't answer right away, but his air bubbles gave it all away.

"Those erroneous and illogical TV plots are not all nutritious." He stood up after answering the irrelevant question, "What about you, would you push away?"

Rococo opened his mouth and paused for a few seconds before saying, "One answer for another answer."

[Pause and back away. ]

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He walked to the previous sofa, put the pink phone in his pocket, and took out a small memory stick from a drawer.

"Let's go Rococo."

Oh no, she cleaned the room for a day today and her back hurts.

"To buy milk?" Rococo asked knowingly.

"No, go to the swimming pool." Sherlock walked to the door and opened it, as if waiting for her, without giving any room to refuse.

"Why don't you let Watson accompany you?" Rococo put down the water glass, she knew the meaning of "swimming pool", the person who blew up her house and kidnapped her dog will appear there, and then the only consulting detective in the world And consulting criminals will have a calm "fight" there, terrible.

Roco could stump Sherlock for this question, but she didn't, she clearly heard Sherlock say: "Because I didn't promise Watson' I'm sure there are no other factors in it, not because I want to be boring I don’t want to achieve any purpose by experiencing novelty in the life of solving crimes. I won’t push you away suddenly or continue to investigate you. I do this because I really want to do it.’” He said verbatim After repeating, added, "I only promised you."

What you said makes sense, Rococo is speechless.

All this is the fault of the koi that she forwarded.