[Detective Sherlock] Rococo who sees through everything

New technologies are changing with each passing day, but people are beginning to go back to basics.For example, this one, who went from the city to the countryside to get close to nature, this one simply returned to the original clothes.

Isn't it okay for Rococo to admit defeat?In terms of clothes, she is slightly inferior to the S｜M queen who didn't wear them.

After entering the door, Irene Adler glanced at Rococo provocatively from the corner of her eye, and then walked straight to Sherlock.

The thick eye shadow and bright red lip gloss are well-prepared at first glance.

"Hello, Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

Rocco might have seen that with just one more step forward, this daring woman could put one foot on Sherlock's lap, which was what she wanted to do.

"Ms. Adler." She spoke in a very timely manner before everything happened, "Have you considered the guests' feelings when you greet the guests so conspicuously?"

Irene just lingered on Rococo for a second, then returned to Sherlock.

"It's enough for me to consider a person's feelings." She outlined a smile with that bright red lip color.

Rococo didn't intend to back down, and her speaking speed was deliberately as calm as Irene's: "Really? Then I'm really honored."

She will not allow forcibly "wearing a hat" to appear.

"I think you have misunderstood." Irene finally backed away and continued to look at Sherlock. "It seems that your girlfriend is jealous, Mr. Holmes."

"I think you've misunderstood." If you lose in dressing, then fight your mouth.

Irene sat on the sofa chair opposite, crossed her legs, put her hands on her chest casually, and covered a few points vividly, which seemed to be a regular practice.

It's great.

"If you want something to drink, I'll ask the maid to bring it." She maintained her pose and continued to look at Sherlock with a smile on her face.

"I drank at Buckingham Palace." Sherlock responded, looking back at the same time.

Rococo knew what Sherlock was looking at, and she took advantage of the time when the two were "passionately" looking at each other, and swept away the air bubbles on both sides.

There is no doubt about Sherlock's purpose of searching for Adler, and in his bubble, Adler's naked body is clearly visible, but it is a pity that each place is marked with consecutive [? ? ? ].

Rococo, I have the urge to rush up and wipe it off.

As for Adler, who seemed to be the mastermind, in her bubble was "Oh, he's looking at me, but what can he see?" --nothing. ]

Of course you can't see anything, do you still expect Sherlock to see a piece of the sky from you?

"Do you know the biggest problem with disguise, Mr. Sherlock Holmes?" Adler asked with a triumphant smile.

But Rococo spoke before she was ready to answer herself: "No matter how hard you try, can you only paint a self-portrait?"

She said this with the mentality of a Japanese dog, and after she and Sherlock chased someone who pretended to be a homeless beggar, the high-profile Sherlock told her.

Therefore, she wanted to forcefully raise her profile in front of this revealing Queen of S｜M.

"Yes, that's right." Even though the lines were taken away, Adler remained unhurried, and provocatively licked the corners of his lips, "Mr. Holmes, you taught her well. I don't know if you teach|teach her Will you use the same means as me?"

This can't help but remind Rococo of the gadgets held by Adler in those "art photos".

"You think we are pretending? We are indeed lovers, and we are indeed being coerced in the most powerful palace in this country." Sherlock skillfully moved the topic forward, stood up and looked at Rococo, and at the same time handed out his own Coat, "Cover it up, I don't have to come here if I want to see naked women."

Rococo put a finger to his lips, thinking about what Sherlock was implying, and pouted at him by the way.

And you have to know that if it continues, her eloquence will probably break through the sky today. By the way, not only the eloquence, but also the eyes are strong enough. Rococo saw Adler wearing the Sherlock coat on her body. , thinking [I don’t know if he sees what I want to show him? (my measurements)]

I don't know if Sherlock understood it, but she did.

The woman who uses her measurements as a kind of code, and strips for display, is really fascinating.

"Okay, now let's talk about business." While Sherlock stood up, Adler sat on the other side of the couch where Rococo was, and did not forget to provoke Rococo with his eyes again after sitting down, "That head was hit!" How did the next traveler die?"

This is the second time Rococo has heard about the case.

A certain driver turned off his engine on a remote road. After some tossing and turning back, he found the dead body of a traveler who had been watching the scenery on the lawn in the distance, and there was no one else around except him.

Here's a vision of the case she sees from within the bubbles of the two of them today.

However, this is not the focus of this visit.

"That's not why we came here." In this room, only Sherlock was standing now.

"I know, you're here to get the picture, I'm not going to give it to you. So we might as well talk about something else."

"Are you also interested in these cases?" Rococo saw that it was not the first time for Sherlock to observe this room and label the furnishings. He seemed to suspect that those photos were here.So Luo Keke felt that he should take the initiative to answer the call and leave him some analysis time.

"Not just cases, I like detective stories and detectives, just like you." She deliberately bit the word "detective" a little harder.

Irene Adler was still confident, but Rococo didn't want her to go any further.

"What a coincidence. How about we talk about other things, talk about three views or talk about life, or..." Luo Keke took his time and put his hands together on his chin, "Talk about the password you just showed is The key to which safe?"

While saying that she would not give it, she hinted at the password, not knowing who gave her such confidence in front of Rococo.

She is the Rococo who sees through everything.

This time, it was finally Adler's turn to be dumbfounded, her eloquence disappeared, and she began to look at Rococo again.

You know, Rococo saw her initially labeling her as [(Sherlock Holmes's current girlfriend) (no threat or competitiveness)]

Sherlock decides to break the confrontation between the two women in front of him.

"The relative position of the car and the traveler, the time when the car returned fire and the fatal blow was behind his head. It is enough to know these." He deliberately paused for a few seconds, "The deceased was an excellent adventurer, and As Rococo said, the code you hinted at is the key to something, to be exact, the photo I was looking for, and it's in this room."

He is cheating on her.

From what Rococo knew about Sherlock, he was bombing her, because he was only skeptical about it before, and he wasn't sure where the thing was.

"Well, how do you know?"

"So is it really there? Thank you." Sherlock looked at Rococo, "Rococo, check the door and don't let others in."

Rococo got up, folded his chest and shrugged jokingly before going out, "I hope you're all still dressed when I turn around."

She smiled as she closed the door. Sherlock had given her the script for the specific moment before stepping into the abode, and now she just had to follow through.

Trigger the fire system to show the mighty Irene Adler where the pictures are supposed to be seen.

Everyone is really an actor.

However, when Sherlock shouted "you can turn off the fire alarm device", it was a shot with a silencer that completely disarmed the harsh alarm.

A group of men with guns came down from the second floor with the same purpose as them.

Rococo silently rolled her eyes towards the sky, and raised her hands. He has a gun, but she only has a box of matches, feeling tired.

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The current situation is that three Americans with guns, with the purpose of obtaining some secrets, point their guns at this area. The three most legendary characters may be: the famous detective Sherlock who has been on the front page. Sherlock Holmes, Ellie Adler with the secrets that threaten the entire British royal family, and Rococo with the ability to know what you're thinking as long as you're alive.

Just allow Rococo to boast so much, okay? (*/ω＼*)

Sherlock managed to find the safe, behind the painting on the fireplace.But this fruit seems to be reaped by others.The leading man pointed a gun at Sherlock, emphasizing that he heard Adler on the monitor saying that he had told him the password and told him to open the safe on the fireplace.

"If you're listening, you'll know she didn't say anything." Sherlock's bubble had already listed several possibilities for his guess of the password.

[线索1：3的油渍最重-3开头的6位密码；线索2：艾德勒说她已经告诉了我；线索3：洛可可也说她已经暗示了（洛可可为何看出来？以女人的角度？or洛可可的秘密？）]

It seemed that the three men with guns didn't frighten Sherlock, he didn't feel any fear at all.

"In this case, she also said before that she knew the password." The leading man glanced at Rococo, "Tell me, what is the password?"

As soon as Rococo shook his head, his head touched the muzzle of the gun: "You must have made a mistake. It is a code that even Sherlock Holmes can't see through. It is so possible for me to know, and it is impossible for me to know what others are thinking. Just now Scaring Ms. Adler."

For example, she now knows that this man is wondering if he can force Sherlock to open the safe by shooting her in the head_(:з」∠)_

"Mr. Archer, I counted to three and popped Rococo's head." The voice didn't sound like a joke at all.

Sherlock first repeatedly emphasized that he didn't know the password. When "one" was about to come, he stopped in time and turned around, facing the safe.

Luo Ke looked at the line and found that Sherlock had already guessed the password - the woman's measurements.

When he slowly opened the safe door, the word [organ] popped out of his bubble.

Sherlock squatted down quickly, and fired a shot from inside the safe, directly hitting the poor American agent named Archer who was about to explode the Rococo head earlier.

Immediately afterwards, Sherlock and Adler each killed one, leaving no room for Rococo to try his skills =_=

"They came down from the second floor. Can't the current people climb to a lower window?" Rococo glanced at the three people lying on the ground, "What should we do next?"

"Take a gun and go out and shoot a few shots." Sherlock picked one up from the ground and handed it to Rococo.

Hehe, this method of calling the police is really insane.