[Zhongyingmei] That woman is definitely sick

Hearing that many mermaid corpses appeared on the coast, people along the coast ran to the beach one after another to see the appearance of the mermaid.

Although these mermaids look like the rotting corpses of ordinary humans...

Lester walked out of the cabin wearing a big black robe. He regretted that he didn't bring his big coffin with him when he ran away.

"You're talking a lot of nonsense, hurry up and go to a kiln/zi, where you can eat soft rice and make money as a vagrant, and find a place to live." I whispered to him while leaning into his ear, Lester Gritting her teeth angrily, "I'm going out with money!"

I reached out and asked, "Give it to me, I'm hungry and want to eat."

"For you? It will be spent in a while!" He clutched his waist pocket tightly, it seemed that the money was there, so I sent him away to touch his waist with his arm.

"Give me the money!"

"Don't touch my waist! My cloak is about to fall off!"

"I'm starving to death!"

"Send your hands away and I'll take you to dinner!"

Lester finally decided to take me to dinner, in fact, at first I thought about stealing his money to go around the red/light/district or something.

He hummed and walked away from me, one step away from me, and said in a voice that only I could hear: "It's so rude."

This guy can't even swear...

The two of us came to the center of London in a carriage. The fog was so thick that people could not be seen clearly in the distance. The foggy capital of London, because of the environmental pollution caused by the British industrial revolution, there was a very serious smog. Leicester is in So I found an apartment very close to the Grand Theatre, two streets away from where we decided to live. This street is called Baker Street.

Listening to the landlady's introduction, I pricked up my ears, Baker Street?

"You two don't have to worry about safety, because the next door is a very smart and powerful consulting detective. If you have anything to do, you can go to him, although his personality is a bit strange."

I heard this sentence from the landlady and started screaming loudly.

TM's Sherlock Holmes in the 19th century! !

The way I danced and shouted scared the landlady, she took a step back and clutched her chest, Lester also looked at me with disgust, but he went up to appease the old lady for the sake of the place to live, and showed A glimpse of a face under a cloak.

Finally we lived there, and Lester was puzzled by my excitement. After he entered the room, he drew the curtains, took off his cloak, and lay on the rocking chair in an aristocratic posture, but I was excited to walk around the meeting, spread out The hand said excitedly: "You know a P! Holmes is the best detective in the world! He is the smartest human being! He is so taller than Tony Shit, Tony Stark is a dog/shit !"

Lester didn't know who this Tony Star was, and he didn't want to know after seeing the woman insulting him. He was waiting for his time at night.

The circus of the Laughing Man is very popular in London, especially Gwynplaine, whose face is really scary. The audience is willing to watch it no matter how much they spend for the Laughing Man. The troupe is happy to make money.

That day, Dr. John Watson was invited by his neighbors to watch a performance at the circus. It stands to reason that Watson would not like such an act of using his disability to perform, but the new neighbor next door insisted on inviting him and Holmes to watch. The Asian woman looked pitiful with tears in her eyes. The good old Watson didn't know how to reject a lady's kindness cruelly. He told the lady that he would definitely go, but Holmes was not sure.

Surprisingly, Sherlock actually agreed!

Then he said something even scarier.

"Those two people are not simple."

Watson looked at Holmes with a question mark on his face. He observed this clever detective and saw him curled up on the sofa with his hands together. Seeing him like this, Watson asked, "Did you smoke again?" ?!"

"No."

Watson rummaged through the detective's desk and cabinet, and as he expected, he found a needle in the drawer.

The doctor got angry when he saw this thing, "Sherlock, don't you love your smart brain!?"

"No, I need to think."

Watson once again threw the pillows he had found into the trash can, turned his head calmly and was about to speak to Sherlock, but was interrupted.

"I see, the new man and woman next door invited us two single men to watch a performance at the Freak Circus, um, it's interesting, let's go now without further ado, Watson, what are you doing, maybe you still want to have a meal Is it?" Holmes sat up from the sofa, quickly walked to the door and put on his windbreaker, a series of actions caught Dr. Watson who was about to have a meal off guard, so he had to go out with his roommate.

Among the new neighbors, the man was very strange, with a fair and handsome face, but unusually pale, and his demeanor was full of aristocratic atmosphere.

And that woman seems to like Sherlock very much. She has an inexplicable enthusiasm for Sherlock, and she is also an Asian. It is very rare for an Asian to appear here, especially with a handsome man who looks like a nobleman. Around men, there is no etiquette that women should pay attention to. When her nose itches, she reaches out to pick it up, and is patted by the man next to her.

"I don't want to scratch when I'm itchy, can you pick it for me?"

"Cough cough."

"Tom Cruise, your throat is uncomfortable, then you should go back, don't spread the disease to my idol."

The handsome man finally dropped his aristocratic demeanor, ignored Sherlock and Watson who were sitting across from the carriage, turned his head and bickered with the woman: "Obviously you begged me to come! You said you were too nervous..."

"Nervous NMB!" The woman jumped up in the carriage.

In just a few minutes, Watson instantly tore off the label of weakness and helplessness that this woman had brought to him at the beginning.

Out of respect for the lady, he decided to intervene in the bickering between the man and woman to persuade them to each other.

"That, it's all human nature, it doesn't matter!"

"Watson, I think it's better for you not to talk now."

"Aww, my idol has spoken!!! I love you forever!!"

"What are you doing! Sit down!" The woman suddenly yelled madly, which startled Sherlock, and then quickly regained his composure as he watched the two opposite people choke each other.

Then the woman suddenly cried, and said as she cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up

How embarrassing this scene was. Watson began to regret why he agreed to the neighbor's invitation to watch the performance. He turned his head and peeked at Sherlock, and found that the detective was thinking.

The thinking detective looked at the man and woman opposite, and then said, "A courtesan and a psychopath, well, an interesting combination, Watson, you should have another subject to write about this time."

"what?"

Sherlock began to reason on his own: "This man is French. He likes to come and go freely in various social occasions. He usually goes out at night. He enjoys the feeling of being admired and trusted."

Instead, he brought the topic back to that woman, "Women, women, oh, Asians, all the behaviors shown now are not insanity but a super admiration for me..."

"elementary!!"

Upon hearing this, Watson chased after him and said, "Do you read newspapers?"

"No! The TV series I watched!"

Of course, Watson didn't know what the TV series was anymore, and he thought this lady was sick again.

"It's been a long time, let me introduce, I'm Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective, and he's Watson."

"Lester."

"Beep."

"So you intend to live in London for a long time?" Watson asked.

"Holmes is so handsome, why is he so handsome..."

Lester covered my mouth. He didn't let me say another word. If he wasn't afraid of being beaten, he wouldn't follow.

Holmes laughed at me, and my heart began to explode into fireworks.

Also a super smart person, why is Tony the big shit such a nasty person.

When we got to the performance place, we got off the carriage. There was a line of people at the entrance of the circus. They were all there to see the freaks inside. I pulled Holmes by the sleeve to prevent him from running away. Lester was captured by a group of young ladies. Surrounded by people, I made a cheering gesture to him, and he secretly gave me a middle finger back.

In the circus, I saw Gwynplaine. This time the performance attracted a duchess. The duchess was gorgeous and her golden hair was like gold. The eyes of the people watching the show on the small stage were like looking at a bunch of garbage. The graceful figure of the Duchess embraced a entourage and kissed him. She was rich and beautiful, and her beautiful eyes looked towards the stage. Gwynplaine in the middle, smiled.

It was a morbid smile, as if trying to do something ugly, I turned my eyes away from looking at her high up, it was disgusting.

"..." Holmes glanced at me, not knowing what he was thinking. Watson had separated from us at some point. I looked at the center of the stage and saw a small In the corner, in the dark, sat a familiar figure. It was Dee. She liked to hear Gwynplaine perform.

I feel that Tibi is much more pleasing to the Duchess...

I observed everyone here, and suddenly I had the feeling that I didn't want to watch it anymore.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Holmes who was beside him.

Hearing the loud laughter of the people around me, I couldn't help but get goosebumps. I hugged my body and shivered. I suddenly felt a little sad.

The show is over.

Holmes followed me very gentlemanly to the gate of the circus to wait for the other two people, and then I heard a person say, "The Laughing Man was spotted by the Duchess, and invited to enjoy the night."

This duchess has such a strong taste? !

Oh, by the way, thinking of her smile, she is probably a curiosity hunter.

"Let's go back." Just as I was thinking, Lester, who came out of the crowd of women, interrupted my thinking. He seemed to be a different person and pulled me happily. I smelled the familiar smell of blood and was excited. I turned my head to make him pay attention, he knew what I was going to say, stretched out his index finger and told me to stop talking.

From a distance Holmes was watching us both.

I turned my back to him in panic, and Lester whispered to me that the head of that big detective is like a precision machine, and a smart person can know a lot from a little thing.

"Then go die yourself, don't implicate me!"

"Don't worry, he was killed outside the circus. I didn't come back until I finished eating."

"Why come back! You can't just go back! Ahhh, my peaceful life!"

"Calm? Do you have it?!"

At this time, Watson came behind the two of us at some point and said, "It's about time to go back. Holmes and I want to stay here for a while, how about you?"

The show is over, Holmes, what are you doing here? ! !

"I……"

"Okay, then let's go back first." Lester said quickly, and pulled me towards the carriage. I didn't even dare to look at Holmes' wise eyes, for fear that he would find out. What.

We didn't talk all the way, I was angry that he made his own way, he shrugged and felt that it was no big deal, if Holmes is such a smart person, if he finds out something, then the current life of eating and dying will be over, or in London! !

No, no, let's run away before he finds out.

"Why did you go early, don't worry, that man looks like he believes in science."

"Why are you so confident in yourself? You were burned by the people around you because of your absolute confidence in yourself!"

Lester couldn't understand what I said, and thought I was cursing him, and began to sarcastically babble me like a menopausal woman, and finally I covered my ears and mouthed la la la la for a long time to cover him saying In the end, he finally shut up.

After getting out of the car, at the door of our rented apartment on Baker Street, Lester gave the coachman some money. Seeing his sharp teeth and pale face, he suddenly had an idea, pulled him into the house and said, "Otherwise I'll turn you into a real human!"

He looked at me with a strange expression.

"If you become a human, you can probably become a human before Holmes knows that the vampire did it."

"No, I like being a vampire, and I can't be with you if I'm human," he turned me down.

"Who wants to be with you! Stop being so sentimental!! Blow your head off!" He went back to the room with a grin, and reminded me that he had a social event tomorrow night and told me not to bother him anymore.

Bringing humans back from the dead has never been done before. I have only created the lives of cold-blooded animals in battle before. At this time, I began to imagine infinitely, about my abilities, and the fear of being discovered by Sherlock Holmes. If I really Can it bring humans back from the dead? !

Remember what Amanda Waller once said, I can create life.

So experiment?

Coincidentally, someone rang the doorbell at this time, and I opened the door to see a child with dirty clothes and dirt on his face. His little dusty hand took out a rose from the flower basket in the other hand. , asked me: "Ma'am, would you like to buy this flower?"

I watched him for a long time, the child saw that I didn't speak, and was about to turn around and leave, but I stopped him.

Do you still want to run when the test object arrives?

The child must have felt the danger and kept struggling. I held him tighter and tighter, like a lion seeing its prey, covered his mouth and quickly dragged him to the house. When I came to the kitchen, I neatly twisted his head off.

With a creak, the little boy lost his breath for an instant, and his eyes were wide open. After his body was completely cooled, I called out a substitute to absorb a small part of the flowers and plants around the apartment and began to treat him.

But he didn't.

The spinal part has been healed by me and it can't be better, but he can't breathe. This body is just an empty shell now.

I patted my brain, people, you must have a soul!Once the human soul is destroyed, it is useless to create and repair the flesh/body.

Thinking of this, I was so disappointed that I twisted the boy's newly grown spine again.

Then I secretly threw the body into the home of a random family across the street from us. At night, the family was probably already asleep, so I used a substitute to secretly transport the body in.

After I went back, I peeked at the building where Sherlock Holmes lived next door. The lights on the second floor had already been turned on, and the silhouette of a man sitting on the sofa was looming.

What the hell am I doing!

Polluted by the spirit of Leicester?No, no, it's all the smog's fault...

It's not an option to dawdle in this era, I have to find a way to go back.

The author has something to say: I am stupid, so the Sherlock Holmes I wrote is as stupid as I am. Friends who read the article forgive me.

The era is vague, almost all of them were written in the 19th century, even if I was not in the 19th century, I would write it too! ! !