quiet place

There was the sound of pattering rain and a few gunshots. It was the voice of Sherlock next door, who was rebelling against boredom.

After a friendly communication with Mr. Big Holmes, she successfully got the room next to Sherlock. With the help of Mr. Big Holmes, Sherlock did not doubt that the person who moved in next door would be his former alumni.

"Hey, Sherlock, I think we should go visit the new family next door."

John Watson, who didn't get any response, rolled his eyes silently. He decided to wait until the rain stopped today.

"The rain won't stop."

Sherlock interrupted his plan with a word.Rolling his eyes again, Watson decided to go tomorrow. He must visit the family next door. He didn't believe that he couldn't have a good relationship with the neighbors.

"A fat man, you won't get what you want."

Sherlock clasped his hands together, his slender body took up the entire sofa, and he sold Holmes without hesitation.

After changing some things from Big Holmes, he didn't bother to find out the details of the people who moved in. Anyway, they were all fat people, and they were all boring existences.

However, it's been too boring recently, so it's okay to ask Watson to find out the situation, after all, he doesn't really want to move, right now.

"My God! Sherlock! You..."

After learning that the new people who moved next door were from Holmes again, why did Watson think he met these two awkward people? !

"Sherlock...the rain stopped...?!"

Before Watson recovered from his anger, the windows that were hit by the wind and rain stopped making tragic noises.

"I know."

Sherlock responded casually, the rain will never stop, it's just what he said casually.He originally didn't want Watson to go next door, but the boring and irritating time was too difficult, so there was nothing wrong with letting Watson go and see.

Watson, who understood, took a deep breath and tried to restrain his desire to hit someone. He went downstairs angrily, walked to the next door, cleared his throat, calmed down, and then knocked on the door.

boring.

Sherlock thought, have all the criminals in London changed their careers?

"Hi! Hello, I'm John Watson. I live next door. I noticed that you moved here a few days ago. Come over to say hello."

Watson rubbed his hands nervously. The girl in front of him was extremely beautiful, but her delicate face looked a little tired.

"Hi, I'm Victoria."

Victoria knew it wouldn't be Sherlock, but she was still a little disappointed when she opened the door.

"Oh! Well, Victoria?"

Hua Shan called out tentatively.

He was a little puzzled, didn't he have a last name?

"Hey! Victoria! Put what you told the fat man into a document and send it to me!"

Sherlock suddenly stretched out nearly half of his body from the half-open window upstairs, his excited eyes were exactly the same as when he heard the woman's screams at the ball before.

Before getting a reply from Victoria, Sherlock shrank back from the window again, he didn't think Victoria would reject him.

After all, she likes him, doesn't she?

Although there was a moment of hesitation, Sherlock soon stopped caring about what was wrong with this behavior.

"Uh, you, you...?"

Watson looked at Victoria in surprise.

Thinking back, Watson was still a little confused about Sherlock's actions today. So, does Sherlock know who their neighbor is?Still don't know?

This seems to be a problem.

"Holmes and I can barely be regarded as alumni."

Victoria smiled softly, with soft joy in her brows.

"Sherlock!!!"

Sherlock shouted loudly in the room, he didn't like Victoria calling him Holmes, after all, she knew the fat man.

"Well, Sherlock."

Victoria felt that she had spoiled Sherlock.

"I'm going to prepare what he wants, do you want to come in and sit down?"

"Oh! No, I won't bother you. Get what he needs first, otherwise..."

Watson shrugged and gave Victoria a, "You know" look.

"Wahson! Ineed you!"

Watson rolled his eyes, said goodbye to Victoria, and went back.

Victoria closed the door, pursing her lips in joy and sadness.

Sherlock looks great now.

After staying up late to prepare the things Sherlock needed, Victoria looked out the window, the sky was bright, and the sky after the heavy rain looked extremely clean.

"Victoria."

Sherlock's voice suddenly sounded from the side, and Victoria trembled in fright. She turned her head, and Sherlock stretched out of the window again.

"You have not slept?"

Although Victoria knew that Sherlock's schedule was abnormal when she was in school, she never expected that even with such a qualified roommate as Watson, he still didn't manage his schedule well.

With a "what are you talking about?!" look on Sherlock's face, he reaches out to Victoria, who's only here for the fruits of her labor.

"No, don't even think about it."

Victoria took a step back, further away from the window.

"Unless you can guarantee that your schedule will be normal for the next week."

"it is good."

Sherlock didn't hesitate at all, he just wanted to get what he needed from Victoria, and other things, I'll talk about it later.

"I don't think you're going to rest well."

Victoria raised her eyebrows and gave Sherlock a sweet smile.

"So, when you can take a good rest for a week in a row, let's discuss its ownership."

Victoria shook the mobile phone in her hand to Sherlock, and she transferred all the information to the mobile phone.

Sherlock's eyes widened, looking at Victoria in disbelief, how dare she make such an unreasonable request.

Satisfied with Sherlock's frowning expression, Victoria turned her head and planned to go back to the bedroom, taking a short nap before it was fully lit.

Victoria was just about to fall asleep when she heard a crackling noise from the living room outside.

Because the whole street is under the control of Mr. Holmes, Victoria is not worried that it is a thief. She is just a little helpless. Can't Sherlock be more safe? !

After waiting for a while, Victoria didn't hear any other sounds from Sherlock. She sighed helplessly, stared at the ceiling, thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why she fell in love with Sherlock.

Getting up from the bed and opening the door, Victoria saw a straight figure sitting on the sofa. It was a man with a hairstyle different from Sherlock's.

Victoria frowned. She didn't remember that she had ever made friends with such a person.A person who can enter her room without setting off any alarms under the supervision of Mr. Holmes.

Also, his timing is excellent.

There was no doubt in the slightest doubt that the person who would come to Victoria would not be Sherlock.

"It's been a long time."

It's a somewhat sweet voice.

Victoria didn't guess who it was. She had never heard this voice before, otherwise she would definitely remember it. After all, it was such a sweet man.

She walked slowly in front of that person, and a fair, tender and handsome face appeared in front of her eyes, but she still didn't recognize who it was.

Her mind quickly filtered everyone in the school, as for the people outside the school?

oh!God!If there is such a tender little cutie in her cognitive range, will she not remember? !

Seeing Victoria's surprised and confused eyes, the visitor sighed helplessly and raised a slightly disappointed smile.

"I update my Twitter all the time, don't you ever read it?"

He ran that account just for her.

Victoria blinked, she seemed to know who this person was, and as for Twitter, oh, it's been too long since she's bothered to look at that.

"Jimny?"

"Yeah, It's me."