Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

Sherlock embraced the slender waist of the woman beneath him, his lips close to her ear as he asked.

"The fact that you refused to answer but didn't get angry means that you might have a chance to meet again?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu was about to reply when a light peck on her ear instantly made her toes tense up involuntarily, and a tingling, electric-like sensation spread throughout her body.

"Sherlock, if you'd like, I can talk to you about their preferred positions?"

Sherlock Holmes suddenly felt that discussing these things at this moment was a bit of a downer.

The person beneath him had eyes filled with allure, hot lips that were luscious and tempting, and her breath, carrying an ambiguous temperature, gently brushed against his shoulder.

It was as if an invisible force was stimulating his nerves, causing his body to involuntarily secrete more dopamine, bringing an indescribable pleasure.

“No… I have found a way to completely ruin you!” Sherlock murmured.

The intense pleasure made his breathing rapid and trembling, his incoherent voice interspersed with soft and loud sobs—an uncontrollable, instinctive reaction. Sherlock leaned against Tang Yu's neck, his panting tinged with a hint of triumph.

"This is much more exciting than nicotine patches. I feel like I could work for another ten hours straight with full energy..."

Tang Yu was then approached by the other person who wanted a kiss.

After everything was over, Sherlock excitedly dressed and showed off.

"You don't have the strength to kick me today! I'm going to the lab now, come back tomorrow!"

After saying this, Sherlock put on his coat and rushed towards the hospital's laboratory in the dark. Tang Yu rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She was truly exasperated. People who wanted to control every single second were just... enough already!

Chapter 10 Sherlock Holmes

"It's been a month, and your hair hasn't grown at all. Is this the length you like?"

As the weather gradually warmed up, Sherlock and Watson solved several minor cases in succession.

Tang Yu would sometimes join in the fun, but most of the time, she was immersed in the world of books and the violin.

Upon hearing Sherlock's question, Tang Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Sherlock, I just got a haircut today."

“A lie!” Sherlock retorted without hesitation. “Your weight data is perfectly consistent, and I keep a close eye on the length of your hair every day; there’s no way I could make a mistake.”

Well, controlling the normal growth rate of hair every day is really a bit of a hassle.

So, shall we examine my hair?

Sherlock simply brought over a cup of tea, his expression indifferent.

"No need, I've studied the hair you lose every day."

"So what? You've sent me over twenty different kinds of sleeping pills this past month, and you still haven't given up?"

Tang Yu picked up the cup of tea and took a small sip.

I felt that the quality of this tea was really mediocre, and I was getting tired of drinking it.

"So, you've failed again this time?"

Sherlock watched as Tang Yu showed no unusual reaction after finishing his tea, a hint of boredom flashing across his face.

He turned and walked to the computer, starting to browse the information of those seeking help, trying to find a puzzle that could pique his interest.

When Watson returned, he saw Tang Yu playing the violin intently by the window and couldn't help but sigh to Sherlock.

"I was wondering before how you two ended up living together so quickly. Now it seems you two are just too alike!"

During the days you were in the lab, Lilith would play the violin from morning till night and hardly say a word. Even when she wasn't playing, she could quietly sit on the sofa and read all day.

Unlike you, who goes crazy and shoots guns and jumps around yelling when you're bored.

However, you all give me the same feeling, as if the world is utterly boring.

Sherlock's ears twitched slightly, as if he had caught some subtle sound.

His eyes sharpened instantly, and he looked sharply towards the window before quickly standing up.

“Oh, John,” Sherlock said quickly, with a hint of certainty.

“I’m far from going crazy, but Miss Brown is only one step away.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sherlock rushed downstairs like a gust of wind to retrieve a mysterious object that someone had just delivered, leaving John standing there awkwardly.

Tang Yu put down the strings and then spoke to Hua Sheng.

"The line between good and evil is very thin, and the line between reason and collapse is also very thin."

He viewed love as a dangerous flaw because emotions can destroy reason and make people lose objectivity and composure.

He stood outside the door observing, but was gradually drawn into the human world, becoming your best friend and trusting you completely!

John, someone once held my soul from falling into darkness, so those who have love will not break down and go mad.

Watson felt he understood.

"So, you think love makes you a better person? But the person you love isn't Sherlock?"

"I like him."

Tang Yu raised the corners of her mouth slightly and let out a soft laugh, her gaze immediately falling on Sherlock, who was carrying boxes upstairs.

"What's in it?"

"I suspect this might be Moriarty's way of retaliating?"

As Sherlock spoke, he placed the box steadily on the table.

A month has passed, has this guy finally come up with a way to fight back?

"Open it and see. I'm really curious to see what he'll do to me."

Sherlock began to remove the packaging from the box, and Watson, drawn by the attention, approached with a look of curiosity.

The moment the box was opened, a stack of photos came into view.

“Lilith…this…”

Watson stared in disbelief, his face filled with worry and astonishment as he looked at Tang Yu.

Sherlock quickly reached inside and took out all the photos, then unfolded them one by one to examine them.

These photos are all intimate pictures of Tang Yu with different men, including male teachers from her school days, male judges from music competitions, married male executives from her signed company, and some middle-aged and elderly men whose identities are unclear but who are obviously married.

"Sherlock, Lilith, are you two alright? Why aren't you saying anything? I don't think the past is that important."

Watson tried to break the deadlock.

Tang Yu simply smiled faintly. Watson looked at Sherlock with a puzzled expression, only to see him casually pick up a photograph, point to the ear of the person in the photo, and say confidently.

“John, these photos are indeed real, but the person in the photos is not Miss Brown.”

Although the photographer used special makeup techniques and unique shooting angles to make it almost indistinguishable from the real thing, I knew every detail of Miss Brown's body.

From her smooth forehead to her delicate chin, every inch of her face's proportions and the contours of her bones are imprinted in my mind like a meticulously drawn blueprint.

I am familiar with how the iris texture of her eyes appears under different light intensities and different emotions, as well as the precise numerical changes in the pupil diameter, whether in bright sunlight or dim light.

I am familiar with the mucous membrane of her lips and how it behaves in different humidity environments, as well as the changes in color, temperature, and swelling caused by the accelerated microcirculation of blood in the lips after kissing. I can draw detailed time curves and quantitative values ​​of these changes.

I can almost accurately count the number of her hairs. What part of her body haven't I carefully examined and kissed? I know the shape of her body in every position.

Therefore, the person in the photo is not her.

Tang Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this.

"I'm sorry, but Sherlock, you look absolutely adorable right now!"

After saying this, Tang Yu stood on tiptoe and kissed him. Sherlock briefly returned the kiss and then continued his analysis at a rapid pace, just like he always did when analyzing cases.

"But the news never pursues the truth. The other party's intention is not to let us distinguish the authenticity of the photos, but to try to completely destroy a person with these fake news."

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, Tang Yu's phone chimed with a message.

"If you tell a lie too often, the false will become the truth. Guess what? After these photos are exposed, and the people in the photos come out to accuse you of seducing them, who will care about the truth?"

Miss Brown, if you hadn't spent money to create this scandal, hardly anyone would have paid attention to you. But now you're cornered!

It seems that Moriarty's chosen method of revenge this time was to ruin her reputation. Is it because he couldn't kill her that he came up with such a roundabout way?

Tang Yu was bored and was about to reply to the message when Sherlock snatched the phone away with lightning speed.

"Sherlock, don't worry about it, I have a way to handle this."

Sherlock looked at Tang Yu, who remained calm, put his phone behind his back, and typed rapidly on the screen while staring intently at Tang Yu, asking quickly.

"Your so-called method is to sit idly by and watch these photos be published in major newspapers and websites tomorrow, let these men give interviews, and let yourself be ruined? Then, on some unknown day, kill Moriarty?"

Tang Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, a smile in her eyes, and replied calmly, "Do I look like such a fool?"

"Of course you're not stupid, you just don't care about anything, and reputation is completely unimportant to you."

Moriarty simply wants to force you to leave Baker Street. Once these photos are in the newspapers tomorrow, countless reporters will swarm in.

At that point, you'll be forced to go to a quiet, deserted place.

Tang Yu smiled helplessly: "So, you want to stop him?"

"Of course, this is a game between him and me, and you shouldn't have been involved in this game in the first place."

After saying this, Sherlock leaned forward and whispered in Tang Yu's ear.

Chapter 11 Sherlock Holmes

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, Tang Yu looked at him with surprise, her eyes full of astonishment.

"So, I guessed right?"

"Sherlock, you have an amazing mind! You always see things clearly and you guessed right again."

So, you really want this gift?