There is no doubt that it is precisely because of the existence of the family that the most outstanding virtues of human society can be created, strengthened and inherited.

"What...... What the? John Watson whispered incredulously, he never thought that the arrogant Sherlock Holmes needed anyone's approval. He thought he would always have a face: You are all goldfish! Lonely on this dark road full of the dirtiest side of human nature, he was a genius in detective circles, he was good at legendary deductions, but he was always lonely because of this incomparable talent, but now he might have found someone who could match him, Watson thought.

Sherlock Holmes stood in front of a wooden door, and John Watson followed him with a restrained expression. They had just found it from the FBI headquarters, and the trunks behind them, except for their rudimentary change of clothes, were all gifts that Mrs. Hudson had entrusted them to bring with them, supposedly to give her lovely Agha.

Sherlock Holmes snorted impatiently, he raised his hand and bent his fingers to tap the door panel, and for a long time he didn't hear anyone answer the door, and the impatient look on his face became even heavier. He was still wearing the black trench coat, but he had a white bandage around his right arm.

John Watson pursed his lips and asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Sherlock, we shouldn't have taken the liberty of visiting, even if it was just to deliver gifts for Mrs. Hudson. "What he really wanted to say was, you see, not preparing for the visit in advance, and as a result, the host wasn't at home, and they pounced.

He turned his head to look at the three huge suitcases behind him, and frowned sadly, they had only set foot on American soil today, and then followed BAU to solve a serial murder case, for which Sherlock was honorably wounded. Of course, he also won the kindness and respect of BAU profilers for this.

John Watson never doubted Sherlock Holmes' abilities, not only in his efficiency in solving cases, but also in his desire to gain some recognition. As long as he wants to be likable, then no one will dislike him, of course, most of the time, he doesn't pay attention to this, so he is mostly annoying.

"Perhaps, we should accept Mr. Morgan's kindness, and the hotel he offers is a good choice." John Watson hinted to Sherlock Holmes that perhaps they could find a safe place to stay before they considered doing something for Mrs. Hudson.

"......," Sherlock Holmes clasped his hands to his chest, and he looked at the door panel with a pensive expression, and whispered, "Sure enough, that's right, I see." ”

John Watson's face was blank, and he wanted to yell: You understand something again, but since this is a corridor, his behavior will definitely interfere with the residents here, so he can only force himself to suppress the doubts in his heart, glare, and gesture to Sherlock with his eyes, hoping that he can give a simple explanation.

Sherlock Holmes glanced at John Watson and rightfully asked, "Apparently, haven't you noticed?" ”

"No, I didn't find out what you found." John Watson replied angrily.

"Oh," Sherlock Holmes replied innocently, and was silent for a few more seconds before continuing, "don't you know? Mrs. Hudson, who was worried, entrusted us to Liu Fanxu's care, she didn't think that we would be able to live 'safely' in the United States, she thought that our poor life ability would make it difficult for us to move forward, very stupid idea, right? ”

"I don't think you'd be honest enough to follow Mrs. Hudson's orders, and you never took that lovely lady's worries into account. Sherlock," John Watson retorted with a look of distrust, "don't tell me that you're only here for this. I even wonder how you have the patience to bring these gifts here in person, rather than just wrapping them up and entrusting them to the postman. ”

"Oh, my dear Watson, I am glad you know me so well." Sherlock Holmes said tepidly, his eyes never leaving the door panel, and there was no excess emotion on his face. So, Mr. Watson said that he did not believe in his blunt declaration, and he gave Sherlock an unpleasant look, and remained silent indifferently, waiting for the wayward detective to take the initiative to speak of his true purpose.

Seeing that John Watson did not continue to ask, Sherlock pouted a little dissatisfied, he waited for a while, and finally decided to give up this boring trick of hanging his appetite, and instead took the initiative to explain, "Didn't you find out that Liu Fanxu and the missing colleague that BAU was trying his best to find are the same person?" ”

"What?" John Watson exclaimed, looking incredulously at the door panel and then at Sherlock, who uttered the astonishing words, "Really? Could it be such a coincidence? It's just that Watson's first consideration was different from Sherlock's, he raised his hand to cover his forehead with some annoyance, and said anxiously, "Then how should I tell Mrs. Hudson about this, she is still waiting for us to contact Liu Fanxu after we meet her." ”

"You can never focus on the point? Watson! Sherlock Holmes waved his hand impatiently, frowned and continued, "Isn't it that we should be concerned about how to find Liu Fanxu now, rather than how to explain these insignificant details to that difficult lady?" ”

"Maybe you're right," Watson said when the door panel, which they had been paying attention to, suddenly opened from the inside. He looked in surprise at the thin man standing inside the door, but Sherlock Holmes had a look on his face. Watson looked back and forth at the two people inside and outside the door in surprise, and a question kept flashing in his heart: How did Sherlock know that someone was in the door?

Rhett had just returned to their home in the United States with Emma when Emma told them that there were two suspicious men standing outside their house. Rhett's heart sank, and he immediately pulled out his □□, but Emma grabbed his trouser leg in a hurry, and whispered to him to go back to the old mansion with her. Red weighed it left and right, and finally decided to determine who the person outside the door was before deciding how to act.

So, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson's words happened to give Rhett an answer, of course, he had doubts that these two people were deliberately acting in front of him, but he didn't see any trace of lying in their micro-expressions, so he decided to open the door and face their intentions. Of course, Emma was stealthy to the side, carefully grasping his trouser legs, and as soon as he could do so, he would apparition and take him back to the old mansion.

When the door was opened, Red looked at the visitor and was silent for a moment before asking, "Excuse me, who are you looking for when you are standing at my door?" ”

"Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock held out his hand to him, he had done his best to show that he was friendly, but apparently Red didn't like this way of meeting, he frowned slightly, and instead of reaching out, he looked up at Sherlock Holmes and whispered, "If you weren't impersonating, then I think I know who you are." ”

Sherlock withdrew his hand, put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyebrows, and did not show surprise, he said as he should, "So Dr. Span Serred, is there anything we can do for you?" ”

"No, I don't think I need it yet." Red shook his head and decisively refused, "Even though you are an English visitor entrusted to Aga by Mrs. Hudson, I beg your pardon for not being able to entertain you at home today, I think if you are willing to go out of this mansion and go to apartment 23 Capital Square, where I will arrange a place for you to stay, which is all I can do for you now." ”

The look on John Watson's face could no longer be described as astonishment, and the two men had learned enough about each other that he didn't even know about each other in just the first meeting. This made their conversation sound very strange, but Watson, who knew Sherlock Holmes very well, knew that they were not guessing at each other without basis, but deducing the truth from details that he could not perceive.

"I see, you have found Liu Fanxu, so can I convey Mrs. Hudson's greeting?" Sherlock Holmes said with all his certainty, "Either do I need to keep this a secret for the time being, or should I inform your colleagues who are still in a state of worry and anxiety, oh, it would be more appropriate for you to call them family." ”

"Although this has little to do with the reason why you were invited to the United States, since you are assisting my partner, it is understandable to convey the peace of Aga on my behalf." Red lowered his eyelashes, his voice flat, so that Sherlock Holmes couldn't hear any more emotion, "Also, I'm going to be back a few days later, so I'm sorry for them." ”

Sherlock Holmes puffed out his cheeks with some dissatisfaction, he wanted to say that he was not a microphone, but considering that doing so would further bring him closer to BU, he squinted and nodded, and was about to speak, but heard Red muttering in a low voice as he closed the door, "This is just the right thing to help you achieve your goal, to get closer to BAU, so that you can be more involved in various cases." ”

Sherlock snorted meaninglessly when he heard Red's words, acknowledging his scheme. John Watson was stunned by the back and forth of the conversation between the two people, and finally when he saw the door that Rhett was about to close, he said anxiously, "Excuse me, Mr. Rhett!" ”

"Please call me Dr. Red." "You'd better call him Dr. Red." Red and Sherlock Holmes corrected in unison.

The two of them first glanced at each other tacitly, and then looked at John Watson, who was once again startled in place. It took him a long time to regain control of his body from the petrified state, he moved his lips, raised his hand to gesture to the suitcase behind him, and explained, "I think you need to receive these suitcases, which Mrs. Hudson entrusted us to bring to Miss Liu Fanxu." ”