The next morning, Connie woke up refreshed, and although she only slept two hours longer than usual, it was enough to give her a good spirit.

- She thought it was because the case was so interesting that Mr. Sherlock didn't come back all night last night.

So...... She finally got a good night's sleep (̄ ̄)

There was no tapping footsteps hitting the stairs, no muffled sound of bullets hitting the walls or her roof.

Ahh How beautiful this life is~

For this reason, she almost prayed that London would always have a steady stream of interesting cases, and at least let her get a good night's sleep once in a while!

Mrs. Hudson had apparently risen earlier than usual this morning, but was in better spirits than ever.

"Oh! Connie, you woke up a little later than usual today, what's wrong? Are you tired? "She's already drinking her brewed coffee.

Mrs. Hudson, who was dressed brightly, made Connie's eyes shine, a nude slim dress made her temperament much younger and lively, she looked several years younger with a good complexion, and she even wore delicate light makeup.

"Mrs. Hudson, you woke up early, but did you have a nice date today?" You know, when she doesn't go out, her sloppy appearance simply makes Connie sigh.

"Oh! You've got a lot of eyesight, girl! Well...... It's the last time I told you, I met a nice person...... His name was Henry. Henry Thomson. He's a funny and thoughtful man, and given that I've always met bad guys, I've finally met a gentle man this time......" A dreamy look began to appear on Mrs. Hudson's face as she spoke.

Connie smiled, "Yes, Mrs. Hudson wouldn't be so lonely to have someone to associate with." ”

For example, I don't talk to Mrs. Rose next door all day long, or think about something that I don't have.

Or occasionally when she is in high spirits, she has to cook a bunch of love products for her to eat with tears in her eyes and then clean up the follow-up.

"If you have time, please come to the house, maybe Mrs. Henry can ask Mr. Henry what kind of dishes he likes, and I can prepare them in advance......"

"Oh! Alright, Connie, it's still a long way off......" Mrs. Hudson waved her hand, stopping Connie from continuing.

The little girl in the East is too serious, always so the wind is the rain, although she likes Henry's intimacy very much, but the development to take it home, is it not too fast......

Connie nodded helplessly: "Okay, then I'll go wash up first." What does Mrs. Hudson crave for breakfast? ”

"It's okay, let's be lighter." Mrs. Hudson, who had a rare heavy taste, also said that it was light, but as soon as Connie came out of the bathroom, she asked Connie to make a small bowl of vegetable salad, which she ate slowly and then went out.

Connie, who was left, shook her head speechlessly: It's okay to say yes→_→

The female silver who fell in love~~~

Seeing off the joyful Mrs. Hudson, Connie made herself a sandwich with coffee for breakfast, she rarely drank coffee, the refreshing effect of this thing was not too obvious to her, but it was rare to want to taste the taste of coffee today.

I don't know if it was in the dark, but Mr. Sherlock knew that she was leisurely enjoying a delicious coffee.

And he, not only did he not sleep all night, but now he is still stuck in the police station.

"Connie, I'm Lestrade, I'm sorry, please bring a set of clothes to the police station, Sherlock's clothes are ruined, and he refuses to wear civilian clothes here, so I can only trouble you......" As soon as Sherlock's phone number came, Connie immediately consciously prepared to get up and make coffee and add two pieces of sugar.

It turned out to be Officer Lestrade, and then heard his request.

Although she smiled and agreed—she was fine today, Mrs. Hudson was fine, and it wasn't a big deal to go to the police station to deliver a suit of clothes.

But......

She came to her senses when she hung up the phone and walked into Sherlock's room.

Putting aside how Sherlock's clothes were ruined for the time being, with his character, refusing to wear other people's clothes is also very understandable.

But...... Doesn't that mean he's running naked in the police station now?

Oh! Oh, God!

Sherlock is running naked in the police station!

"Hahahaha......" In the empty room, there was a burst of laughter.

Moments later, the phone clicked.

Connie opened the message and laughed.

Given your behavior yesterday, I would like to judge by the pattern of your behavior. Ninety-nine percent of your behavior at the moment is laughing, and although I don't understand it, I don't think I like it...... Anyway, please bring a cup of coffee and two candies, thanks, oh, and my nicotine patch, the idiots here have smoked all night and killed so many of my brain cells, and I'm thinking about appealing about it. ’

“……”

“……”

"Hahahaha......"

Guess what, it's useless.

Hahahaha!!

Touching her phone and laughing for a while, Connie opened Sherlock's closet with a slightly sour belly.

All white shirts and black suits.

There are also plain white boxers (°o°; )

Silk Silk ......

Silky!

Connie couldn't hold back, picked it up and looked at it, and was dazzled by the gold thread on the hook.

Setting ......

Gilded!

It's too late to be shy.

It's just red-eyed!

However, Connie still didn't dare to consider removing the gold thread from the Great God's panties and selling them, always feeling that it was a bit too frustrating......

Packed a set of clothes that were inside and out.

Connie started making coffee.

Since it was sent to the police station, I couldn't just bring one cup, so I took out the largest thermos flask in the house, brewed a full pot, and brought a small packet of sugar with me. Because the bottle was divided into two smaller pieces, Connie also made the rose tea that Officer Lestrade praised last time to relieve the officers' fatigue.

When the boiling water was boiling, I made a lot of sandwiches while it was empty, and went to help Xia Dashen......

Yes!

There are also nicotine patch reads;

However, after rummaging through the pages and sending a text message to Sherlock for questioning, Connie unsuspectingly opened the door to the refrigerator on the second floor......

……

……

(ノへ￣、)

The scare came without the slightest warning.

The bloodshot head stared at her stunned, and then Connie froze.

The phone vibrated again, and she held it up woodenly.

'Well, maybe you've seen it, last time I wanted you to slice my brain......

Fall in anger!

"Slammed" the refrigerator door shut, stuffing a few chocolates into the bag, and Connie closed the door and walked away......

Want her to put her hand in that fridge?

Under! Generation! Child! Let's do it!

Wrapped in a small floral coat, Connie went out with a basket full of food, and hesitated for a while at the entrance of the subway station before making up her mind to go inside.

Amitabha.

My old kang will definitely not be spicy, bad luck!

Halfway down the stairs, in the dim space, Connie seemed to have stepped on something, and suddenly fell on the stone bricks with a soft foot, the cold touch through the coat, and the whole stairwell seemed to be cold and scary.

Connie shuddered.

I had just entered the subway entrance under the bright sun, and the lights in the stairwell went off for some reason.

Afraid!

This is obviously a ghost movie...... Oh no! The prelude to the villain coming out!!

Trembling and standing up, she seemed to have stepped on something again, soft.

I was shocked.

Could it be ...... She stepped on the severed hand of the severed limb cut off by the boss?

"Hey, you stepped on my foot, twice." The little girl who shivered in the darkness stood up tremblingly, and the rich expression on her face made him smile.

"Ahh As the man spoke, Connie roared.

After a long response, it seemed to be a living person, not some stump.

And...... She seemed to step on someone else.

The sight gradually became accustomed to the dimness, and the lights in front of him flickered brightly.

She looked down into a pair of royal blue eyes.

With an icy meaning, he looked at her mockingly.

Looking down and seeing that his foot was stepping on his ankle, he suddenly retracted, and secretly annoyed: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

It was a ragged tramp, although his face seemed to be young, but the expression on his face was a little vicissitudes, half of his face was a thick beard, only the royal blue eyes shone with a faint sheen.

For some reason, Connie had the feeling that she had met someone from outside the world.

"Did I step on you? Mr. I'm so sorry. She crouched down on the spot, facing him at the same level, her eyes flashing with apology and concern.

It's such a weird girl.

He thought.

Obviously scared to death a second ago, but this second he was like a little angel.

She also called him sir.

A homeless man?

Scold.

Seeing that the person opposite didn't answer for a long time, Connie really thought that she had stepped on someone's family, and hurriedly nodded and apologized.

"I'm fine." Looking at the little girl who nodded her head like a pigeon eating in the square, he said softly.

Seeing that his expression was calm, Connie breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead, he took out coffee, flower tea, and sandwiches from the basket.

"It was my own food and it was not bad. If you don't mind, you can take it as compensation. She smiled and brought the food to him with her hands in her hands, with sincerity in her eyes and politeness.

He looked at her for a long time. I took the sandwich and ate it, but my posture was not wolf at all.

Connie looked at him eating quietly and felt a little strange.

This gentleman may not be a vagabond, but he is eating. I don't know why it reminded her of Sherlock.

The puzzled look naturally didn't let him miss it.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a little like you and a friend of mine." Speaking of which, she felt that those eyes were familiar, and it seemed that she really felt a bit of Sherlock.

However, the people in front of him were ragged and numb, exactly like the desperate homeless people on the street.

And his difference may be because of his previous background...... Maybe before he became like this, he was also a rich man?

"Friends?"

"Well, his name is Sherlock, and he's a very smart guy." Subconsciously Connie answered, only to find that something seemed wrong.

But looking at the time, I didn't wait for him to finish eating.

"Then sir, you use it slowly, I'll go first." Pouring him a cup of rose tea, Connie hurried away.

Looking at her slightly eager back, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A faint aroma floated in the air, and he picked up the cup of tea with the aroma, and groped the edge of the paper cup with his slightly pale fingertips.

"Oh, Sherlock......"