Sherlock became interested and quickly became intrigued, and he took his coat and said goodbye to Harry and McCroft Holmes, preparing to leave.

As soon as he walked out of the reception room, he saw a woman with long brown hair waiting at the door, and when he saw the three of them come out, approached, and said respectfully, "Mr. William Stoker, please wait a moment, my master asked me to leave this to you." ”

"Your master?"

When William saw Sherlock and Watson go to ask for the address, leaving himself to face the woman who suddenly appeared, he glanced at the woman suspiciously, only to see that she was dressed in a black and white maid's dress in the ancient English style, and her face was expressionless, like a maid who had been cultivated in a large family for generations.

The brown-haired woman nodded when she heard this, and reached out and respectfully handed a scented cowhide envelope to William, on which there was also a Woodridge family private stamp stamped with red ink, "The master of my family is Master Vincent Knightley Woodrich. ”

"It's him," William was stunned for a moment, he frowned, and took it, "Thank you." ”

"My mission has been accomplished, then I will take my leave."

After the brown-haired woman finished speaking, she saluted and turned to leave, without dragging the mud and water at all, and she was very sharp.

William glanced at the letter, opened it, took out the scented card, looked at it, put it in his pocket, and walked over to Sherlock and Watson.

"Alright, the address is known, let's go," Sherlock said, the first to go forward, Watson hesitating, but he followed.

"What's the matter, Watson," asked William as he walked, "you look like something's the matter." ”

"Oh, nothing," said Watson, shaking his head at William, "it's just a little thing, nothing." ”

"Really?" William looked at Watson's hand and touched the phone hard, although he said that it was nothing, but his face was a little tangled, he seemed to realize something, and said, "Is your new girlfriend looking for you to date?" ”

In this short period of three months, Watson has changed a total of four girlfriends, not because Watson treats them badly, but because Watson is always busy and has no time to date them.

In this way, although his woman is good, there is always no progress in the relationship.

Seeing Watson nod, William sighed.

"Go on a date with her, after all, I'm here, aren't I?"

William said, looking at Watson with a smile on his face and urging, "You must know that Christmas is coming in three weeks, of course you have to spend more time with her, maybe you can finish before Christmas." ”

"Oh, how is that possible?"

Although Watson said this, his eyes were eager to try, he thought for a moment, and finally decided to go on a date with his girlfriend, "William, then I'll leave it to you." ”

"Of course," William shrugged with a smile when he saw this, he patted Watson on the shoulder and said magnificently, "Remember to come on!" ”

"I will."

Watson said confidently and ran away with a smile on his face, "You say Sherlock for me, I'll go first." ”

"I'll definitely bring it."

William smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Watson breathed a sigh of relief and left with confidence.

Seeing this, William took a few quick steps to catch up with Sherlock and walk side by side with him.

"He's on a date."

Sherlock said, waving his hand at the taxi on the street.

"Yes," William said, glancing at Sherlock, "you know, he's yellow four times, and the last year of this year, and he'll have to wait until next year anyway, or he'll be pitiful, and besides, you'll be fine with me, won't you?" ”

Sherlock shrugged when he heard this, watched a taxi stop, didn't say anything, and sat directly in the car.

Seeing this, William hurriedly followed and sat in.

Giving the driver the address, Sherlock took William off a street corner in front of Erin Adler's house and entered an uninhabited alley.

While William was wondering, he heard Sherlock speak.

"Let's do it."

Sherlock said, starting to take the scarf, the top button of the shirt was not buttoned, and the neckline showed a little delicate collarbone, which looked slender and charming.

"Do?"

William's face was red and white for a while, and he changed very quickly.

"Hit me."

Sherlock glanced around, but there was no one, he walked into William and spoke quickly.

"Sherlock, this is really not good, after all, it's broad daylight, we ······"

Before William finished speaking, he saw Sherlock frowning, and quickly said, "It's too slow", and swung a punch over, William looked at Sherlock's movements in surprise, and subconsciously William wanted to use magic, but he held back, and when Sherlock came over, because of his beating, he didn't have time to dodge Sherlock's fist.

"Bump", fists smashed on the face, flesh to flesh touch, the feeling is simply ······ It hurts.

William touched the place where he was beaten expressionlessly, turned his head sideways, and looked at Sherlock's expression that was extremely cold, he didn't say a word, and directly reached out and beat him.

Sherlock did not resist, he received William's punch solidly, however, William did not play his cards according to common sense at all, he did not stop after punching, but pounced again, punched, this pounce was very powerful, and Sherlock did not have time to react, and was directly beaten by William on the ground.

"Hey, stop."

Sherlock said with a frown, dodging William's fist.

"Didn't you say I wanted me to beat you, I'm just trying to satisfy your needs," William said, but without showing any mercy, he swung his fist again.

"You're serious."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed William's body, turned over, and wanted to press William under him, but William was obviously aware of the problem, he stretched out his leg to hook Sherlock's leg, caught Sherlock's force, and added force, so that Sherlock could be on top of it with one flip, but now it is turned over twice, and it is still William on top.

"Hey, man, you've got me crushed."

Sherlock frowned, he sighed, and watched William press his arm, his body pressed against him, and said something uncomfortably.

William then noticed how abnormal the posture of the two men was, he paused, rolled over, lay down next to Sherlock, and said, "I think so,"

The two gasped for breath, looked at each other, and laughed.

"Do you think you still need to process it?"

William said, looking sideways at Sherlock, "Otherwise, the clothes will be torn." ”

“······ Do you want me to say robbery or indecent assault when I say it? Sherlock glanced at William and said.

"It's possible to be insulted like you," William couldn't help but smile as he sat up and looked at Sherlock's messy clothes that he had pulled at him, "It feels like you've just been □□." ”

"Then should I sue you for indecent assault?" Sherlock retorted, sat up, and couldn't help but laugh as he watched William's suit turn to dust.

"I think we're insulting each other," William shrugged as he plucked the dead leaves stuck to Sherlock's head.

Sherlock's eyes were fixed on William, and seeing that he was unpretentious, he shook his head with a smile, stood up, and said, "It's time for us to go." ”

"Oh my God, I'm afraid this is the most embarrassing time for me," William watched as his neat suit became not only dusty, but also wrinkled.

Sherlock ignored it, he walked out of the alley, came to Erin Adler's door, rang the doorbell, and told his "robbery" in a loud voice, so that Erin Adler's assistant opened the door.

"Thank you so much, can I borrow a medicine kit?"

Seeing that Sherlock had walked in, William smiled and said to his assistant, pointing to his bruised cheeks and then to the two abrasions on Sherlock's face, "I think we need a little bit of sanitization." ”

"Oh, of course."

The assistant glanced at William, smiled even more happily, she said, licked her lips ambiguously at William, and said suggestively, "Can you take it with me?" ”

William subconsciously glanced at Sherlock, saw that he sat down in the hall very consciously, twitched, nodded and said, "Of course, I am glad to do so." ”

Following the assistant all the way, William could clearly feel her plump chest touching William's arm a few times as if nothing happened, to which William lowered his eyes, pretended not to know, and continued walking.

When he got the medical kit in his hand, William looked at the assistant gentleman's forehead and said, "Thank you for your generosity. ”

After saying that, in the assistant's shocked face, he turned around and went to find Sherlock.

At this moment, the sound of the two men talking can be heard in the hall, and William enters with a smile on his face, only to find a white body facing away from him and talking to Sherlock.

"I'm sorry I didn't interrupt your conversation."

William said, looking at the naked Erin Adler and saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. ”

Erin Adler didn't answer, her eyes looked back and forth at William, and suddenly a smile appeared, "You are Mr. William Stoker, I know your father, Mr. Stoker, he is a very ······."

Speaking of this, Erin Adler paused for a moment, and stared at William, as if she wanted to take in his expression, but unfortunately, William still maintained a noble smile, perfect and flawless.

Of course, if there is any flaw, I'm afraid it's Sherlock.

"I don't think you want to be found out about Mr. Stoker's scandal."

Erin Adler said.

"People are dead, and reputation doesn't matter anymore," said William, placing the medical kit on the table beside him, "and wouldn't it be inhumane for Lady Adler not to spare even a dead person." ”

“······ You're right," said Erin Adler, who stared deeply at William for a moment, "I know what you're here for. ”

Speaking of which, Erin Adler looked at Sherlock and continued, "I'm not going to publish those photos, I just want to use them to protect myself." ”

"It's eye-catching, and it's easy to be protective of you?"

William said, walked to the window, tore off the two layers of curtains, threw it at Erin Adler, and said, "Although the air conditioning is on in the house, it's December after all, so be careful of catching a cold." ”

Erin Adler stared at the curtain that had been thrown on her, twitched, and then wrapped herself silently.

"I heard that Mr. Stoke likes Mr. Holmes, and it is true," said Erin Adler, who made a gesture on the other couch.

"How do you know?"

Sherlock raised an eyebrow and looked at Erin Adler and said.

"Seeing me standing here naked and naked, you didn't react," Erin Adler looked back and forth between Sherlock and William, "Under normal circumstances, such a person is either a wilted man or a gay, are you······ Which one? ”