[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"I think I should call Mycroft." Alice said to herself.

"Oh, I think you don't need to do anything more, why don't you drink something?" Sherlock said and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

"Why do you say that?" Alice took the water naturally and took a sip.

"The distance from London X Road to Baker Street is 48 minutes, uh... If there are no accidents, he should be there in an hour."

"What!!!" Before Alice could say anything, she felt dizzy for a while, her vision became dim and blurred, and she passed out without thinking about anything.

"So you drugged Alice?" Mycroft stood straight beside the sofa.

"Don't be nervous, it's just some medicine to help you sleep. In fact, it only took three hours for contestant No. [-] to wake up." Sherlock shrugged, with an innocent look on my face.

"Sherlock, I told you not to treat people as guinea pigs, especially if this person is your sister."

Sherlock lay on the sofa without answering.

Mycroft rubbed his fragile nerves.

"So how did you check?"

"Their target is Alice. Maybe your people are not as reliable as you think." Sherlock glanced at Mycroft, who was still expressionless, and made an exaggerated smirk.

Sherlock's taunt.

"I'll take care of it." After a long time, Mycroft said.

"How's she doing?"

"Shouldn't you know everything?" Sherlock tilted his head, swinging his BlackBerry in his hand, and replied casually.

"From how often she looks at her phone, you guys send a text message every two hours when you're awake."

Sherlock was lying straight on the sofa, with his hands folded, as if immersed in thinking, almost half of his legs were exposed outside the sofa.

Sherlock said to himself: "Perhaps it should be changed to a bigger sofa."

"I don't want you to take her anywhere again, understand?"

"You know, I've had enough, Sherlock." It was obviously a reprimand, but the tone was calm but it seemed to be a routine.

"Sorry, what are you talking about?" Sherlock was still struggling with his small enough sofa.

……

"You know." Mycroft said with a straight face.

"……All right."

Sherlock really couldn't face this ice-like face.

"Uh... Mycroft, have you considered doing something like plastic surgery?"

"Thanks, I don't think I need it yet."

It was rather exasperating to see the two brothers drinking tea and talking about the weather in England when Alice woke up.

Although she still felt a little dizzy, it didn't hinder the normal operation of her brain. The perpetrator's uprightness and calmness, talking and laughing happily made her feel the deep malice from this world.

"You're awake," Sherlock said.

"Stop pretending, your breathing rate has betrayed you."

Can people who have done bad things in this world now be so righteous?

Alice snorted bitterly, raised her forehead, and looked at him with her nostrils.

"Alice." Mycroft's voice was calm, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Hmph~" He completely ignored the dignitary of the British Empire.

"You should pay attention to your words and deeds. Maybe I should find you an etiquette teacher." Lao Hengqiu said angrily with a look of helplessness towards his naughty child.

Alice continued to hum, looking completely indifferent.Her head was resting on the sofa, and her snow-white thighs curled up without any scruples.

"Maybe she needs a pair of nicotine patches to adjust her mood." The corners of Sherlock's mouth curled up, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Shut up, Sherlock." Mycroft sat on the sofa with a headache and rubbed his temples.

"Sherlock, you don't want to use me to get the nicotine patch." Alice curled her lips and made up the knife forcefully.

Sherlock ignored Alice's taunt, and instead shifted the flames of war to his brother.

"Mycroft, is your growing butt glued to it?"

It's almost every hour of the morning that he has the opportunity to mock his brother.

Mycroft replied with a smile: "Actually, I lost two pounds."

"Still so fat."

"Sherlock, believe me, no woman would like your thin body, except Mommy."

"Mycroft, how could you stab your brother like this." Mrs. Hudson heard their brothers' conversation as soon as she entered the door, and couldn't help interjecting a few words.

Alice immediately turned against him: "Mycroft, how could you say that your brother is a baby boy in such a cryptic way?"

Sherlock immediately stood up expressionlessly, his body was close to Alice, and said: "On the court, you are the least qualified lady to say this."

"you!"

"I guess you must want to dedicate your first night to an old man...Maybe you have this kind of thought, but the thought of using your poor acting skills to pretend has not wavered at all."

"And that old man, he didn't wake up for a long time..."

"Sherlock." Alice and Mycroft reprimanded almost simultaneously: "Stop your chattering mouth."

Sherlock shrugged indifferently: "Facts are always unacceptable, and everyone is the same."

He glanced at Mycroft meaningfully.