{Fuhua}Stop it Sherlock

caught his attention.The figure was that of a child, Sherlock looked at the ambassador's son who visibly tensed up. "You suck meth?" Sherlock said directly, catching the ambassador's son by surprise.Sherlock turned his head, looked at John and signaled, you come.John patted the ambassador's son on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, we are not policemen, we are detectives." Sherlock turned off the computer, and the phone vibrated just now, it seems that help has arrived.

After going out the gate, Yao Sulin and Andy stood outside the gate. "Andy is your assistant?"

"No, he insists on following." Yao Sulin smiled triumphantly. "Given how dangerous you are, I can't let my fiancee go alone with you." Andy was still the nervous little boy, but he was obviously more confident.

Sherlock pouted, and led Yao Sulin to the back street, "Look, is there a way to get down from that window without leaving any traces on the ground?"

"You want me to help you check if there are traces on the wall, right?" Yao Sulin said, swinging a flying claw in her hand, and skillfully hung it on the eaves.Sherlock was amazed at Yao Sulin's hand again, this time it was more than ten meters away.With a little help, Yao Sulin took off, with her legs crossed behind her back, and her elbows pointing upwards against the wall.

"There is something! Andy, throw your phone up." Yao Sulin called Andy from above, and Sherlock noticed that Yao Sulin was making such a big move here, but there was no one monitoring the camera that should have been moving.

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☆, Tanabata Festival has no responsibility extras

Sherlock looked at little Watson with a wrong expression. It has been eight hours, and Watson has been going back and forth between the kitchen and the refrigerator. This is unusual. What happened?

The doorbell rang, Sherlock looked at John who was still in the kitchen, and thought he should go down and answer the door, hoping it was a customer.

"Father." Pulis and Little Slater stood at the door, "Why are you on vacation?"

"Why don't you guess that we have a case for you?" Little Slater seemed to have a lot of momentum since he left his father.

"Given that you're still carrying your luggage, Priss is wearing the gloves John gave you, and you're wearing your standard school uniform, and you've just had your hair done before you set off, and Ms. and the scum at the corners of your mouths told me that Pulis led you into trouble, because of all kinds of things. I don’t think you guys will come to me for anything. So, the conclusion. You guys are on vacation, why?”

Priss bypassed Sherlock and entered the room, put down his luggage, "China-UK Cultural Exchange Year, we will celebrate the festival with China, today is a Chinese festival. What is it?"

"You don't even remember how I remember." Little Slater put down his luggage, "Go as soon as you finish your business. I don't have so much time to wait for you."

"As my assistant, this is not what you should say." Pulis went upstairs after speaking. Within 5 minutes, Pulis came down and looked at Sherlock who was still wearing his nightgown. Suggestion, don't stay in the house, go out for a walk."

Shrugging irresolutely, Sherlock let the two brats out.go out?Is John sure he won't blow up the kitchen?By the way, where is Mrs. Hudson?Everyone is weird today.

Walking back upstairs, Sherlock tightened his nightgown, and John seemed to have finally made a kind of morsel.Quite cute.But what is John doing now?Yes, there was dessert on the table but John disappeared.

Feeling weird, Sherlock turned on the computer to check.Tanabata?Chinese festival, equivalent to Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day?Sherlock thought about the last time he forgot Valentine's Day and John didn't say anything.However, Sherlock began to look up the tradition of Qixi Festival, oh, Chinese characters are much more difficult to learn than her language, so Sherlock decisively decided to read the translation.

Um, so the ones on the table are tangram cookies?Or cookies?Sherlock picked up a piece to taste, not very sweet, very light.Kind of like flower cookies.Half an hour later, John still hadn't come back, and Sherlock took his mobile phone and sent a text message to the only few people who could pick up John at a place other than the door. After 5 minutes, Andy was the first to reply, very simple, not there.Well, Yao Sulin ruled it out, next, after 10 minutes, Sherlock started to check if his phone was broken.

45 minutes later Erin's text pings "Get out, little virgin" Why is she always talking about this, it really doesn't make sense.But Sherlock was going to follow the advice and go for a walk.When he changed his coat, there was a sound of opening the door, "Are you going out?"

"To be precise, it's not used now. Why did you disappear? Where did you come out of the house?" The first time Sherlock felt that things were out of control was because of John, this was the second time, and it was because of him.

"The time is probably after you go down and open the door and Priss comes up. As for how to get out of the house, Sherlock, a second floor will not trouble me." John sighed. "I made new dim sum, Chinese style, how's the taste?"

"Very well," agreed Sherlock "if it takes eight hours next time,"

"No." John shook his head, and Sherlock's text message rang, and it was from Mycroft. 'Your little doctor is not happy, MH' 'Scotland Yard paperwork done? SH'' At least I'm not an iceman anymore, and you're still a virgin :) MH' Sherlock closes his phone.

"John, go out for dinner?" Sherlock indicated that he was wearing a coat anyway, and John nodded after thinking about the situation in the kitchen.

In Angelo's restaurant, Angelo put on a set meal for the two on his own initiative, and winked at Sherlock.Sherlock tilted his head, does everyone know that today is Qixi Festival?

"Sherl, what's the matter?" John looked at Sherlock in a daze.The corner of the mouth smiled.

"It's okay." Sherlock pushed away the dinner plate and fiddled with the phone under the table, but after a while, a suppressed gasp came out.

"Well. When did you need to contact Irene Adler every day?" John said with a smile, but Sherlock noticed that the little doctor's hands were shaking.

"There's a new case that needs an explanation, and I want to know there's nothing about Moriarty in it." Sherlock suddenly felt that Moriarty was a universal excuse when he wasn't caught, um, let He stays out.

In the evening, Sherlock studied the case and stayed in the living room. John didn't even notice that Sherlock didn't tell him what the case was this time.

Sherlock embraced John on the other side of the bed, "Today is Valentine's Day in China."

"It's unbelievable that you know, but what about the gift?" John turned around, and in the darkness he could only see Sherlock's clear eyes.

"Forgive me for being unprepared, but I've already figured out what to give you." Sherlock reached out and closed John's eyes. His excellent night vision ability allowed him to kiss John's lips accurately. The smell of pastries, so did the little doctor steal it just now?Tongue intertwined, Sherlock comforted the little doctor's back.

Lips parted, John wanted to open his eyes, but Sherlock still covered them with his hand, "well, I thought you wouldn't know this."

"I will do more than you think." Sherlock kissed the tip of the little doctor's nose, "How about this gift?"

"I think, I won't know until I finish dismantling it." John was suppressed by Sherlock, and he naturally felt the change in him.

"I won't let you down." In the darkness, the sound of clothes rubbing quickly disappeared.

"Take it easy, Sherrrrl~"

"the first time"

"Forgive you, um~"

In the morning, a text message came on John's phone, 'Did it work? MH'

Sherlock looked at the text message, what's going on?

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☆, parkour?

Yao Sulin took four or five photos on the wall, swung them down, and then marked the size of the photos with notes and sent them to Sherlock.Sherlock looked at his phone, turned and went back.Andy and Yao Sulin looked at each other, they asked for leave anyway, and went out on a date.The two of them definitely couldn't expect Sherlock to think about thanking them, and of course their relationship didn't call for them either.

Sherlock checked the footprints, only the forefoot part is clear, the age is about 27 to 30 years old, the height is about 1.7 meters, and the weight cannot be seen here, because this person is probably carrying an ambassador.

Sherlock asked to check the camera monitoring the back street, and was told that the camera had been touched since before the ambassador was kidnapped, but the ambassador asked to leave it alone for the time being.Obviously, there is the ambassador's own sex here, and Sherlock is not interested in this kind of thing. Now that the evidence is gone, let's change the angle.Turn on the computer and check the block video of the time period when the ambassador was kidnapped.The bodyguard behind looked at Sherlock's operation and had the urge to draw a gun. Are you sure this guy is not a terrorist?

"There shouldn't be any." In the time period shown by the monitoring, there was no passing car that matched the traces of the on-site inspection. Sherlock expanded the time range, and finally, after extending the time by two hours, a dark blue car The van showed up, obviously they were quite familiar with the streets of London.Because when the camera captured the car again, it was parked in an alley, and the people inside had disappeared.

Half an hour later, Sherlock and John were sitting in a taxi. "The kidnapper hasn't called so far. It may be the ambassador's son's creditor, or his daughter's admirer, or."

"It's the real kidnapper." Sherlock contacted his homeless network and got the owner of the blue van, a group of street parkour youths.But they obviously did not have the motive to kidnap the ambassador, so the kidnapper was someone else.

Walking in the homeless area, Sherlock got the information he wanted. "Go to Fifth Avenue, that group of people are there." John nodded, "One is 16 years old, with blond hair, and the other is 17 years old, with blue hair, dyed of course. There are also a pair of twins and a girl, both 15 years old .They fell much earlier than you." John received information from the ambassador's son, and there was no need to tell Sherlock that the cause of this incident was just a boy's punishment for his father's partiality.Although it is now a fake. "I never thought it was depraved, it was just boring." Sherlock felt that his days with this group of young people were much more than normal.John couldn't deny Sherlock's explanation, shrugged and stopped talking.

Fifth Avenue, the complex terrain and the lack of effective control are always the happy place for urban degenerates. After getting off the car, Sherlock soon saw a group of qualified parkour teenagers.They were hungover last night and seemed to be celebrating the success of the previous day.Everyone sucks fans, which should explain why they need money.

Sherlock's windbreaker and John's jacket are extra eye-catching among this group of casual or punk teenagers, and the behavior of the two after getting off the taxi is even more eye-catching.Sherlock took out two hundred pounds, "Say something cool to my friend, and I'll give him fifty pounds." John had no choice but to put on a serious expression.

Soon people gathered around the two of them. These people are usually boring enough.So I'm extra enthusiastic about this kind of thing, who cares why this person does this, it's either a fool or a rich man's silly trick.It's normal to talk about things and get money, isn't it?If Sherlock knew what these kids were thinking, he would think that drugs are an IQ-eating thing for the average brain.

Three 10 minutes later, John admits only two cool things, and John's high standards arouse the curiosity of the teens, especially when a girl walks up.The teenagers give way to the girl by default, not because of the gentleman, but because the girl is the big sister in this area.

"I know a cool thing, but we don't want to talk about it here, I promise, it's worth a hundred pounds." As soon as the words came out, the people around dispersed, it seems that the group of people here The deterrence is still quite strong.

"The bar hasn't opened yet, and I don't think there are too many people walking around. Why don't you just tell me here, maybe my friend will give you more things." John pointed at Sherlock, for this kind of girl , the gentle and amiable honest man John is definitely not as attractive to her as Sherlock, who has a cold appearance and aristocratic temperament, although both of them are handsome guys.But just like in the novel, the cold and bad male lead will always overwhelm the gentle and sunny male lead.

The girl waved to her group, and the rest surrounded Sherlock and John. "Your work had better be worthwhile, otherwise." Sherlock observed the few around him. "Of course my case is worth it. We kidnapped the ambassador without anyone noticing it. Although this matter has not been reported yet, who knows if they have their own ghosts and dare not call the police." John showed an interested expression cooperatively, "What's the matter?" evidence?"

"We can provide the time and place and the location of the car we abandoned." The girl gestured to the blue hair on one side, "Show them your photos." The boy took out his phone, and a few blurred photos showed It is the back street of the ambassador's residence and the scene of dumping cars. The most perfect thing is that there is a photo of a person carrying the ambassador down.The boy didn't hand the phone to Sherlock, but put it in his pocket after the two of them read it.

"This doesn't prove anything. Anyone can do computer-generated photos." Sherlock dismissed it, and texted Lestrade with his hand in his pocket.

"We want to see the ambassador." John held the banknote in his hand, "I will give you five hundred pounds after seeing the ambassador, and I promise not to call the police." The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "You said it." John raised his eyebrows, " Guaranteed" Sherlock looked at John, the little doctor can use word games?

"If you can keep up, I'll let you see it." The girl whistled and ran away with her team.Parkour is different from taxis, but Sherlock Holmes, a live map in London and professional jumping up and down for many years, said that their level is really not as good as elementary school students.

So when the parkour group thought they were far away from Sherlock, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their benefactor was waiting in front.The girl shook her hand, motioning for Sherlock and John to follow, they turned a few turns, and arrived at a residential house, "I don't want to enjoy this kind of state-level treatment." John looked at the surrounding environment, it can be said that this place is better than homeless people. The only advantage of the Han settlement is that there are still houses here.

"WTF!" The voice from inside the room made Sherlock and John nervous, and the girl walked out the door. "They picked up the ambassador ahead of time."

"Who?" Sherlock walked closer to the house to check the scene, while John stayed outside to ask questions.The scene inside is as messy as the outside, and an overturned chair can prove that a person was tied up here before, because the rope is still nearby.And there are some traces that prove that there is more than one person visiting here. It should be three people who took the ambassador away. One is about 1.6 meters tall and likes to rub the wall with his hands. The two are about 1.8 meters tall. It is the leader, leaning on a civilized stick, the leather shoes are new, but the civilized stick is old, there must be no surveillance around here.Those people may not have noticed when these people left, and even if they noticed in this kind of place, they would not tell you.

"What time did you agree on?" Sherlock showed the girl □□"Listen, cooperate with the investigation, you are fine, otherwise I will ask my colleague to chat with you."

"A group of four people, two bearded, one short, one white-haired, white-haired with walking sticks, we don't know what they look like, they all wear sunglasses and hats. But the beards and the shorts stink. They said Put the ambassador here, and pick him up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, give us [-] pounds, that's all I know." The girl forced herself to be calm, but her hands had already betrayed her.

"When was the last time you confirmed he was still there?" John stretched out his hand reassuringly.

"One o'clock this afternoon,"

Sherlock calculated the time, and rushed to the Scotland Yard police station with John, calling the police authority to watch all suspicious people who could appear within the surveillance range within an hour.Then back to the residence, Sherlock believes that these people came by car, since it is from the Middle East, the basic model can be sure, Jeep.

There will not be many people driving at the scene, so the traces are still relatively obvious.John looked at Sherlock who was investigating the traces, and didn't understand why he asked Scotland Yard to investigate and monitor. "You can locate the suspect here. What are people from Scotland Yard doing?"

"Chamoriarty, I want to confirm that there are no traces of him here. If this matter is related to him, he will leave traces or marks to let us know." After confirming the direction, Sherlock set off from the residence and called a taxi. car.

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☆、Court

When Sherlock and John arrived at the place where the ambassador was temporarily held, the first thing Sherlock found was not the ambassador, but the robbers, "John, you take care of the first two." After saying that, the two guards at the door fell to the ground , "When was the muffler installed?" "After you threw the robber down the stairs, it's a pity that it hasn't been used." "Smart."

Sherlock walked into the room and knocked down the remaining two. The girl was right about one thing, it really stinks.The ambassador was tied up in the room inside and trembled involuntarily when he heard someone coming.

"Relax, Mr. Ambassador, your profession guarantees that you will be in danger more than once in the future." Sherlock took out a dagger and cut the rope, "Remember to pay me. I am a private detective, not a civil servant."

John had already informed the police outside, and 15 minutes later, the ambassador was relieved when the police arrived.A black car followed by the police made Sherlock roll his eyes.Mycroft got out of the car step by step, holding a black umbrella that never left his hand. "Mr. Ambassador, it's really our negligence to surprise you. Come to my car to take a rest and prepare Johnnie Walker whiskey for you." After speaking, he turned to Sherlock and blinked.Sherlock pouted in response, and pulled John into the last taxi.

In the taxi, the agent of M15 was still driving, "You will be famous in the future." John looked at Sherlock who looked worried.

"Private detectives don't want fame." Sherlock didn't know how to tell John about designing Moriarty, but he didn't deliberately conceal it. For example, he told John to let people from Scotland Yard look for traces of Moriarty. , he believed John could guess.

Naturally, Sherlock knew that the game had already started, and took over the cases from Ebner, solved them, and interviewed the media.Mycroft's investigation was not in vain, at least he had discovered where Moriarty's main forces were.

"Sherlock, are you sure that if the painting is stolen again, it's not Mycroft's fault?"

"At least not this time, where is this pair of sleeve chains? Don't expect to appear on me."

"Sherlock, to be honest, this look suits you quite well."

"If you remove the hat, what is the hat?"

"Would you consider buying a tie?"

"No!"

Four months later, the name of Sherlock Holmes was familiar and Watson, his companion, was by his side.When Ebner brought a case again, he brought back a newspaper by the way, "The photo is good, why don't you like this hat?" Sherlock took the file bag, "Are you sure you need to give this to me?"

"Your brother said that, anyway, you have been high-profile recently." It was written on the bag that the famous media person died last night. The public generally suspected that his doctor had done the tricks and paralyzed his brain.

The phone rang, "Drug overdose, you can deal with it yourself." Sherlock answered the phone, and Lestrade seemed to be in a speeding car. "Sherlock, listen, I don't care what you discussed with Mycroft, but, listen, don't go to court."

Sherlock signaled John to turn on the TV and not to go to court for anything, "reason."

"Moriarty, I'm provoking you. Don't worry about how I know, listen to me once." Lestrade hung up the phone, and the news broadcast that three impregnable places in England were broken into, and the intruder , Moriarty.And Moriarty was still full of confidence after surrendering himself, and he didn't even hire a defense lawyer for himself.

"What is he trying to do?" John watched Moriarty on the TV. "Prove what?"

"Prove that no one can be sure that he is guilty." Sherlock took a deep breath, "Waitupforme. John." Sherlock must go to the court. He wants to let people in London know that he and Moriarty are opponents.But before the courtroom begins, he's going to have Holmes' trial against Moriarty with Mycroft.

In the early morning, after the expected acquittal, Sherlock left the gate of the court, and Mycroft's black car was waiting for him.Sherlock got into the car, "How does it feel?"

"The little doctor is right, the jury will make me fall short. Therefore, we can only solve him first." Sherlock refers to Moriarty. In fact, Moriarty is much crazier and more desperate than him. .It is also easier to analyze.

Mycroft handed Sherlock a document, "I think you will need Moran's information."

Sherlock took the information, "You told Moriarty?"

"Yes, in exchange for this." Mycroft traded Sherlock's life in exchange for the information they needed. He didn't tell Sherlock about this, but he didn't take the initiative to hide it.Just like Sherlock did to John, he didn't take the initiative to say anything, and he didn't take the initiative to hide it.

"What did Lestrade know?" Sherlock flipped through the documents, "He told me not to come to the court." Mycroft frowned obviously, and Sherlock continued with his head lowered, "I have asked John to ask, he will asked."

Mycroft nodded, John's rank was much higher than Lestrade's, especially, the relationship between the two was much better than expected.If Irene knew what was bothering Mycroft at this time, she would tell him that it was a commonality that belonged to the Holmes family.They all belong to Holmes.

Mycroft took out a bottle of red wine from the car, "Slater gave it, would you like a glass?"

"Fifty bottles a year, how could I miss it." Sherlock took the glass, "What are you sure about?"

"The odds are less than your obedience. He is crazier than you and has no weakness." Mycroft drank half of his glass, and if Slater saw him, he would call him a waste.

"No one is without weaknesses," Sherlock recalled his fight with Moriarty, "Admit it, Sherlock, what we know about this criminal is only his crimes, and there is no trace of his life." McCaw Husband raised his glass and signaled, "Not to mention that you only met him twice, one was pretending and the other was life and death. Of course, neither of you died in the end."

Sherlock pursed his lips, "Counting the three times this time, I don't deny that sometimes he is indeed elusive but not without trace."

When Mycroft was about to say something, Sherlock's phone rang, "Mrs. Hudson, what's the matter? Yes, take him upstairs, we'll be back soon."

Mycroft signaled the driver to drive, "Moriarty?"

"You want to go together?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows and looked at the brother with a taller hairline.

"I have a cooperative relationship with him for the time being."

"Your last collaborator was Irene Adler. I don't think she helped you."

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☆, Moriarty

Moriarty was wearing his suit for court, "Are you happy?" Moriarty's voice was no longer soft, obviously the previous timbre was also faked. "Glad you finally learned manners?" Sherlock put his coat on the sofa.

"Do you want tea? The lady just boiled the water." Moriarty didn't respond, "Have a cup, as a celebration."

"Celebrate your success in threatening all the juries?" Sherlock took the cup, and after the trial, the jury was questioned, in secret.Nobody knew except him and McCoff.Moriarty can control the mobile signal. This is one of the new pieces of information they got. To be honest, comparing this with his frequent hacking into communication satellites is really disgusting!

"Everyone's weakness is the capital in my hands. Everyone who has a weakness in my hands is like a clown. All the states can only make me laugh." Moriarty looked up at Sherlock "Little Sherlock is most familiar with the laughter of the devil in fairy tales."

Sherlock signaled Moriarty to continue, "As a justice, you shouldn't be happy that your sworn enemy is back?" Moriarty was a little tired of the one-man show.

"Justice? I never defined myself that way." Sherlock refuted Moriarty's definition.Moriarty seemed to have heard something funny, "What if those words you helped and even admired you heard?"

"Boring." Sherlock never needs to care about other people's opinions, just like the newspapers sometimes say he is a freak, and Officer Donovan, freak is a common word for her, and she always believes that there will be a freak. The criminal in the case is him.

"Hey, are you curious?" Moriarty didn't want to continue the topic just now. "Curious why I broke into the strongest place and didn't take anything?"

"Actually, no." Sherlock didn't want to see Moriarty when John came back, thinking about how to end the conversation as soon as possible. "You're just advertising, including this interrogation. Everything is in your calculations."

"Including you." Moriarty picked up an apple and slowly peeled it with a knife.

"No." The corner of Sherlock's mouth rose, "Your actions are all in my plan, believe it?"

"Really?" Moriarty told Sherlock with gestures that he didn't believe it. "Wait and see" Sherlock ignored that there was another person in the room, and his eyes began to go blank. This feeling of being ignored was the most unbearable for Moriarty, and naturally, it was also the most unbearable for him.Fortunately, he and Moriarty are so similar.

"I'll make you fall." Moriarty left after saying the words.Sherlock picked up the apple he had taken, with a half pattern engraved on it. IOU, Sherlock recalled after completing the pattern, he didn't feel that Moriarty owed him anything.

Mycroft knew that Moriarty started his actions after he left Sherlock's house. This time can be said to be the first time the two brothers have cooperated.But some things are better not to let Sherlock know.

When John came back, he saw Sherlock throw the only tea set in the house that had not been tested into the trash can.He glanced at him inexplicably, and put the things in his hand into the dining room.

"What did Lestrade know?" Sherlock sat on the sofa and didn't look back. He was hacking into Mycroft's office to monitor with a computer. The difficulty really increased, but it was only a matter of time.

John got a glass of milk, apparently the lover and roommate ignored the existence of food again. "He knows as much as I guessed. Holmes will always be the lover of Lady Luck?" Sherlock raised his head. This is a saying that was circulated among some nobles when he was a child. What does it represent? "Thanks to you, the information about Lestrade has been known by some nobles, and some matters involving their interests, they will not directly go to your brother, Lestrade's protection is not so strong, maybe It's because McCoff was so confident that everyone believed he was missing his wife."

Sherlock rolled his eyes. His short-lived sister-in-law died in a self-made visit after four days of marriage. At that time, he was still in college. The only thing he knew about this woman who made Holmes sad for three or ten minutes was that A wedding photo that Zhang sent to his phone.Now, it is obvious that what Moriarty did has captured the information he wanted the nobles to capture. The nobles wanted Lestrade to interfere with Mycroft, but they forgot to consider Holmes' vision, which could make them How many simple characters do you see?

Lestrade did not influence Mycroft's actions as the nobles imagined, and it was even deduced from this that someone wanted to be unfavorable to McCoff, so as to prevent possible accidents from Sherlock.Therefore, Lestrade is a suitable candidate to be a sister-in-law.

Sherlock doesn't question John's ability to guess something like that. He believes in the level of the little doctor, but the more people know about some things, the easier it is to go wrong, and the relatively simple little doctor is not suitable for acting.

Sherlock entered a string of numbers on the keyboard and unlocked it smoothly. Sure enough, McCoff still likes to use his recent grades as his password.It's the same as when I was in school, but didn't expect him to rate terrorism so high?Turning on the monitor, there was no one in the office. After establishing a synchronous transmission of data, Sherlock put the computer on the table and left it alone for the time being.

John pointed to the milk on the table, and Sherlock protested in vain.After drinking the hot milk, Sherlock, who had returned to normal body temperature, fiddled with the phone on the sofa.Mycroft, who was in the office, looked at the information on his mobile phone, and after talking to the female secretary, he skipped work generously.

In Scotland Yard, Lestrade, who had just sent John away and was doubting his position, saw the culprit who made him distressed.Mycroft smiled, "Hi,"

Lestrade wanted to be alone, but he knew he could never refuse this Holmes.

"Listen, I have no interest in what you guys are doing, so don't explain to me."

"Actually, I just came here to treat you to a meal. After all, I don't think Little John can pay attention to other people's eating conditions, except for Sherlock's." Mycroft naturally picked up Lestrade's report and wrote on it Write and draw.If An Siya saw that McCoff, who was usually lazy and only willing to sign, took the initiative to solve the most troublesome civil servant report, she would probably resign.

Lestrade sighed and sank back into his chair. "I am not yet off duty."

"Me neither." Mycroft put down the pen in his hand, then took out his mobile phone to take pictures, not knowing what he was doing.But Lestrade had accepted the sporadic absence from work of what his brother called the British Government.

Two days later, Sherlock stopped stealing the surveillance video, and John looked at Sherlock who began to abuse the BlackBerry, with doubts written on his face.

"The video is fake." Sherlock replied gloomily, what the hell is Mycroft doing these two days, if he didn't find the frame number of the video repeated. . . . . .

John picked up the newspaper again, and his ordinary brain was not involved in the Holmes brothers' war.

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☆、Disappearance case

Ten days later, Sherlock accidentally received a call from Pulis School. The phone said that Pulis had obtained the exchange student quota and asked Sherlock if he agreed.Exchange Students?It was another private school, and Sherlock intuitively knew it was not a good thing, and John didn't quite agree to let Puliss leave that safe school at this time.Therefore, Pulis's exchange student trip did not take place without the parents' consent.Pulis had no objection, he was fighting for the quarterly vacation recently, and the children of the whole school were fighting for the fifteen spots.Pulis was about to break his uncle's record. Mycroft got the right to a quarterly vacation after the fourth grade, until he went to Oxford, and Sherlock said that he was bored.So he never participated in a competition, and even so, no one ignored his IQ.

John told McCoff the phone number of Pulis School, and McCoff expressed his belief in the safety of his alma mater, so that John was relieved. After all, a school that allows Sherlock to graduate safely and stand still is worthy of admiration. .

Sherlock's insistence on transferring Ebner away failed, so his opinion on McCauf was a little stronger.

Two months later, Sherlock found new neighbors around, including a plumber who originally wanted to live in 222B.Something seemed wrong. For example, it was not the first time that some people had appeared in Sherlock's sight. These first-class killers gathered around 211B. Is it possible not to suspect him?Sherlock doesn't