Even though it was in the main house of the Sherlock Holmes family, the atmosphere was very majestic.

Connie glanced up at the room, and was placed on the couch next to Sherlock, his eyes glanced at it with a slight gentle glance and then turned back, staring intently at Mycroft's slightly tough face, and sneering.

"Give money."

"But......," McCroft looked embarrassed.

"That's the only solution." Sherlock looked at it and concluded.

Mycroft's face turned earthy: "The sticking point is here, she informed us, but she didn't want anything. ”

Sherlock paused, and a short whistle came out of his mouth: "Oh~ she is demonstrating, playing with power - the most honorable family in Britain." ”

There was a faint hint of interest in his eyes, and when Mycroft heard this, he knew that it had aroused his brother's interest.

"How? Can you take this case? Rich pay. McCroft raised an eyebrow and looked at Sherlock with a calm expression.

He put on his coat that was hanging aside, straightened his collar, and suddenly paused and walked to the closet to get some sets of clothes.

John looked at Sherlock in amazement: "Sherlock, what are you doing?" ”

Sherlock's smug and excited voice came out, "John, I'm going to war, I need to change my clothes." ”

As he spoke, he took out a fluorescent green coat, and as soon as he put it on, he immediately transformed into a firefighter-like outfit.

Connie, who has been silently watching: "......"

It feels even scarier than a straight male aesthetic.

#她是不是一不小心发现了什么#

After Sherlock tried a few sets, she was still very dissatisfied, and the clothes were scattered all over the ground, Connie looked at the clothes, wondering when Sherlock had these strange clothes in her closet, and paused, she still spoke: "Sherlock, it's still the first set is more handsome." ”

John immediately nodded in agreement, and the next few sets of clothes really scared him.

Sherlock paused, turning back to look at Connie.

There was a pause.

"Okay." Naturally, he changed back into his old outfit and seemed to be in a good mood.

Connie saw that his eyebrows were calm, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a hint of excitement, and she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart, but she didn't know how to speak, after all, the current Sherlock and the young lady were still not in a state of acquaintance.

"What's wrong?" Sherlock asked, walking over and visibly feeling Connie's eyes flashing.

Connie looked at him in a black shirt, looking thin and straight, with clear eyebrows and white skin, and looked like a charming long-legged brother. Immediately pursed his lips.

She must not follow, lest she look at her heart......

"Let's go." Sherlock walked towards the door, John immediately followed, and Mycroft smiled reassuringly: "Then I'll leave it to you, when will there be a response?" ”

Sherlock said firmly, "You can get the picture back before sunset." ”

He confidently pulled the collar of his suit, turned around, looked radiant, and saw Connie who was still sitting on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows: "Connie, what are you still doing in a daze?" ”

Connie stared blankly: "Huh? ”

His gaze was focused: "You go with me." ”

Connie blinked: "Why?" ”

John felt that his steps had been a little quicker just now, and he couldn't understand that Sherlock's "let's go" was not said to him......

Sherlock took it for granted: "What, why, you have to stay by my side." ”

"Oh......," John immediately snapped.

He felt like an arrow had been shot in his heart, but it was sour and sweet.

Mycroft was also stunned, obviously he didn't expect his brother to say such "sensational" words, but he was also relieved when he thought of Connie's special treatment for him.

Connie's eyebrows jumped.

Even if she and Sherlock are now boyfriend and girlfriend, she knows very well that Sherlock will never be able to say the sweet words spoken by ordinary people, and even if she says it, it will never be the original literal meaning.

What's more, her instincts are also shouting something.

She suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at Sherlock: "I'm just right, I can stay at home and rest, just have John accompany you." ”

Mycroft also means this, Connie is still a little girl after all, not to mention that Sherlock is going to see this time, but the sadistic queen known for her "sex", in case something happens that is inappropriate for children...... Thinking of this, Mycroft felt that Connie's attitude was also strange.

He looked at his brother and sister, and felt that he had missed a big drama.

Connie looked at Sherlock in a sincere tone, he used to say this and he would not usually say anything more.

But today it was a bit tough: "Put on your clothes, I'll need you later." ”

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little gloomy for a moment.

But the expression flashed, and no one noticed it except McCroft. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and secretly said in his heart that there was another good show to watch.

John was probably the most confused.

#他可能是个假人#

#从康妮醒来开始, the whole world is weird#

Connie looked at Sherlock's back, her eyes moving slightly.

#肯定有阴谋#

But she still got up obediently, it's not a good thing to go against Sherlock, and now that she is a girlfriend, it would be good to have the courage to say two words...... I don't think anything else......

Erin Adler, a woman with a lot of charm, Connie thought about it, put on a white turtleneck sweater, a pair of small-foot jeans, and went out with Sherlock with her mobile phone.

The three of them got into the taxi, Sherlock and John began to talk, and Connie sat in the front seat, in a silent daze.

She was a little strange, obviously her memory was very vague, but when it came to Erin Adler, her memory was as if it was yesterday, and she didn't have it before......!!!

Connie's eyes widened in panic as she suddenly realized something.

It was as if the memories were starting to become clear, after she was kidnapped that day...... And at that time, her spirit body was still in Sherlock's body.

#莫名污#

Connie pressed her forehead with a headache, could it be that her "memories" were all seen by Sherlock?

Or see a part?

Otherwise, how could her memory suddenly become clear, or the memory of Erin Adler?

“……”

The thought that Sherlock might have accidentally seen her memories made her scary.

The little half of his face suddenly became frightened, reflected in Sherlock's eyes, and made him quiet for two seconds.

Before John could react to the sudden silence, only when Sherlock was waiting for him to compliment, he sincerely and excitedly burst out: "! ”

After a while, Connie reacted, what was she panicking about?

Sherlock had already guessed that she wasn't from here, and besides, her memory wasn't anything to be seen without......

After settling down, Connie's eyes instantly returned to calm, looking at the traffic in front of the car, and slowly began to trance.

Seeing this, Sherlock stared at the rearview mirror in front of him unchanged, answering John's questions.

John: "So, what's the plan?" ”

Sherlock: "We've got an address. ”

John: "So just go ring the doorbell?" ”

John: "And then? ”

"Then, you have to add some color......"

#牛头不对马嘴#

John stared at a pair of innocent deer eyes, blinking as he recalled the words he had just said, and then made sure that his ears were not missing.

"Color? What does it mean? ”

Connie knew very well in her heart, and said faintly: "He asked you to beat him." ”

John: "??? ”

Sherlock: ":)"

"Driver, park here, thank you." Sherlock got out of the car in a hurry, and Connie and John followed him into an alley.

"Arrived?" John looked at the alley of Hando, and was a little suspicious, but the family that had abused the British Queen actually lived in such a simple place?

"There are two more streets, but here it is."

Here? What are you doing here?

Before John could react, he was confronted with a counting fist in front of him - "Bang! ”

"Ahh John screamed and covered his nose.

Then a burst of anger appeared in his eyes, and without saying a word, he struck at Sherlock.

Connie wasn't dumbfounded, but she couldn't help and could only stand to the side speechlessly.

"Sherlock! I'm a soldier! You do it to the military! You have to have the consciousness of being beaten! "John was probably addicted after punching.

#平日大概被夏洛克嘲笑地太多#

#仇恨抑制不住地胸涌出来#

There were a few punches, and even Connie couldn't help but cover her eyes.

“ok！ John, I think that's enough. Sherlock let out two breaths.

"I haven't said enough yet!" John glared at him viciously, but didn't make another move.

Connie reluctantly stepped forward and handed over a napkin: "I didn't expect John to look gentle and gentle, and he is so fierce when he fights people." ”

#仿若一只发狂的泰迪#

#威武雄壮#

The girl's compliment made John squeeze his fist, his face improved, and he became a little embarrassed to punch Sherlock several times before.

It was Sherlock, whose face was red and swollen, and he took a tissue and wiped it, but he sobbed in pain.

Connie pulled a small bottle of medicinal liquor out of her pocket and walked over with a cotton swab.

"Squat down." She spoke lightly, took a cotton swab dipped in red potion and carefully applied it to the corners of his eyes and chin, and it took a while to take it back.

The cool touch made him purse the corners of his lips with pleasure.

John was dumbfounded: "You always have this thing on you?" ”

Connie looked at his reddish nose and handed it over, "Take it before you go out." ”

#她早有预料#

Sherlock's eyes lit up as he looked at Connie.

Connie didn't see it, though, or she would have begun to doubt her earlier reasoning again.

The three of them walked two streets to a small white villa.

Sherlock clicked on the door, and Connie cooperated to stand two steps to the side, watching Sherlock act vividly while John on the side.

#不知道是今天的第几次目瞪口呆了#

#夏洛克表现得简直就像一个惊慌失措的小公举#

John glanced at Connie helplessly and calmed down.

#不能连一个刚成年的小女孩都比不过#

#好歹他也跟着夏洛克不短时间了#

#逼格要端住#

The man inside the door snickered and opened the door.

"Sorry, can you borrow a phone call to call the police......" Sherlock followed the white-shirted female assistant into the living room, John followed her, Connie walked last, looked at the staircase winding down the door, looked towards the second floor, and saw the closed door suddenly open slightly, revealing a pair of blue eyes.

Connie was startled.

The woman hooked her fingers, revealing a full face.

Connie was stunned, and pointed at herself silently, seeing that she nodded, her mind suddenly remembered the girl who took Moriarty that day.

It's her?

How did she end up here?

Connie paused, but walked up the stairs lightly.

"You ......" looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her, she didn't know what to say.

Who knew that as soon as she walked to the door, she pulled in and pressed on the chair: "You're the one who wears it, right?!" ”

"......" This girl is unusually straightforward.

Her sparkling eyes stared at Connie, subconsciously giving birth to a kindness, not as crazy as Moriarty, her blue eyes were like the sky, with silence and harmony.

Connie nodded subconsciously, feeling that the person in front of her was not dangerous.

Sure enough, the next second she hugged Connie excitedly: "I know!" Sherlock's sinister and cunning boy! At the beginning of this sentence, she said Chinese.

Connie flickered for a moment and said, "What do you mean?" ”

The words of the person on the other side immediately opened: "You don't know...... Oh, you were in a coma at that time, that was the day you were captured by Mo Niang, he had to kill Sherlock, I showed up and took him away, you know, in the end, Mo Niang will die in Sherlock's hands, but I don't want to ......" Her bright expression was stained with a touch of entanglement.

"Anyway, at that time, Sherlock didn't know why he suddenly said a sentence about the king of heaven and the tiger, and as a result, I thought it was a little friend who crossed together, and I couldn't do it excitedly, and then after taking away Mo Niang, I turned back to find someone, but it's a pity that ......" When she said this, her expression became a little resentful.

Gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the wit of this baby, he would have finished talking to him!" ”

Connie took a breath, this familiar style of painting.

Then he remembered: "He is talking to you?" What did you say? ”

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