The kitchen smoke is faint, and Connie makes a bowl of noodles from Sherlock's own kneading noodles.

#这厮竟然吃两口就结束了#

#看起来也没有好吃到哪里去的样子#

#所以他亲自捏面又重新下了一碗的举动到底意义何在#

However, Connie has always been clever, and in the past Sherlock would always quietly use up his portion, but today it was very different, as if something was on his mind that prevented him from eating in peace.

After so much tossing and turning, Connie finally saw some signs of it.

"Did something happen?" Connie asked cautiously.

He doesn't always show the anomaly, but occasionally he is very dramatic.

"Ding-dong."

His phone lit up.

He wiped his mouth, put down the cutlery in his hand, picked up his phone and got up, taking a sip of the coffee that Connie handed him.

Freshly brewed coffee bubbles up from the mouth with a faint aroma.

"It's nothing, it's just that Lestrade has been kidnapped." He spoke flatly.

Connie:...... That's a lot of something, isn't it?

"What's going on?"

The few people next to him pricked up their ears.

"Bombers, Moriarty's men."

Connie was startled and hung her head.

"It's none of your business."

Connie looked up in frustration: "Yes, it has something to do with you." It's always the people around Sherlock who suffer.

"God willing, please keep Detective Lestrade safe." Connie prayed with her hands clasped together.

Two voices with a faint mockery remembered at the same time.

"Praying to God doesn't help."

Connie was stunned as she watched Sherlock and Walter speak in unison.

"I know it's just a sign of sincerity, but sometimes prayer brings luck!" A little luck, and perhaps sometimes human effort, can make a miracle.

“.” Sherlock's voice faded under Connie's pupils.

"Okay, how are we going to save Lestrade?" Connie clapped her hands and looked at the audience.

"No, it's none of my business." Toby crosses his waist and raises his eyebrows.

Sylvester smiled, "Oh. Bombardier." This must be a lot of fun! ”

Happy glared at him very unhappily: "What's so powerful, I can make one in minutes."

Walter: "Really, just ordinary bombers."

Megan slapped Walter angrily: "This is a police officer who was kidnapped by a bomber, don't be so cold-blooded!"

Walter: "I'm not cold-blooded, it's just one of the very common odds, someone kidnaps, someone kidnaps, there are always police officers kidnapped in the world's more than six billion people......"

The friends nodded in agreement all the time.

Sherlock: "Oh! It seems that you guys are not so boring yet. ”

Megan and Connie held their foreheads at the same time, always feeling that it was going to be bad.

"So what do we do now?" Connie interjected again forcefully to interrupt the eerie conversation.

Sherlock picked up his phone and snapped.

"The plane is already waiting at the airport, and if the bombers here are dealt with, they will be able to go back." It's like a sparse and ordinary thing in this world.

Connie was shocked: "Here!"

Sherlock's face did not change: "In London, who has the audacity to move the sheep of Scotland Yard."

Connie: "Moriarty is so bad that even the police officers don't let it go!"

Sherlock glanced at her, "Who said Moriarty instructed it?"

Connie glared, "Isn't it?"

Continue typing: "He came with me, and the Castle family, except that he went to the New York Police Department first, and was kidnapped when he turned back halfway...... The man happened to be Moriarty's men. ”

Connie couldn't calm down for a long time: "Officer Lestrade...... "This luck can be comparable to her."

"Anyway, let's go to New York first." He finally finished typing, put away his phone and put it in his pockets.

Connie nodded, and turned to thank the others one by one.

"Thank you so much for your help this time, I'll go first, you can come to me next time you come to London, I'll make you something to eat, then, goodbye!" She hugged Megan and Happy, although the latter one was mandatory.

The bright smile probably infected a few people, but he didn't say anything to spoil the atmosphere.

Megan waved her hand tearfully: "Well, we're already friends, this is my ins account......" She took out a small note that she didn't know when she had written it and stuffed it into Connie's hand: "Remember to add me as a friend and get together later."

Connie was very moved to take the note and turned to look at the others.

"I've hacked your account, so don't worry, we'll all add you as friends." Sylvester said happily.

Connie touched her tearless face and waved happily, "That's good." Although it feels like something is wrong...

"Also, if you want to come to the United States to study in the future, you can contact us." Megan added.

"Connie, hurry up." There was a urging sound at the door.

Connie was stunned: "Thank you." I will. ”

Then he ran out of the warehouse.

A slight sadness floated into the air in the warehouse, even though it was just Meghan's thoughts.

"Okay, last time, happy......" Walter clapped his hands, and the friends started to discuss things again.

Megan's remaining feelings suddenly vanished.

She looked at her brother helplessly and dissatisfied, wanting him to be a little ordinary person, why is it so difficult?

Anyway, this time, Connie seems to be particularly likable, and her friends have a good impression of her......

"What's wrong?" Happy fell last and saw Meghan's face.

Meghan watched her helplessly say what she thought, causing her to smile faintly.

"She's a nice girl, but she's just a little bit special for us, but it's not special enough......," she said pointedly, "It was just an accident...... except for Megan and Sylvester.

Outside the warehouse, Connie followed Sherlock into the SUV and was on her way to the airport.

"Detective Becket at the police station?"

Sherlock nodded.

"The bomber has always been the target of key surveillance in the United States, but his whereabouts are unpredictable and he has never been caught."

Connie nodded, remembering the previous case in London, and asked again, "Has the couple's case been solved?"

Sherlock looked at her, "It's broken." Both died at the hands of a doctor, who also happened to be an admirer of Moriarty. It just so happens that you know his girlfriend, the nurse who takes care of you. ”

Connie was startled and covered her mouth with an exclamation, "Amanda!"

"The blood word is also his case, and the blood is used for the person you killed on the night you were hospitalized. Another patient in the hospital. ”

Connie's scalp tingled. I think of the people who went into her hospital room that night.

Should she be glad that she is the object of confession? Otherwise, the blood would probably be hers......

"Not Moriarty? Then why did he do this to me? ”

No, no, no, who's going to explain it to her.

When did he still provoke Moriarty's admirers when he was so peaceful!

Surprise and panic left Connie with no more to pursue the process of solving the case*.

But fortunately, "Fortunately, the man was caught." ”

Otherwise, how much more sin she would have suffered.

"......" looked up, and Sherlock had been looking at her. In his indifferent green eyes, a certain fluctuation flashed.

Connie's hair stood on end, and she wiped her sweat as she watched him silent: "The murderer...... I mean, Amanda's boyfriend should have been caught. ”

“……”

"Really?"

"Who told you?"

Hopes for "......" were officially dashed.

There is no love face.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He spoke again.

The eyes are still indifferent.

Connie breathed hard and looked at his sudden words.

As if pleased by her nervous appearance, his eyes curved a shallow arc, and the corners of his eyes seemed to bring a little sunset, flooding with yellow sunlight.

Cosy and warm, beautiful and melancholy.

"Really?"

"Well, really. My assistant miss. ”

The first time he smiled, it was the kind of normal friendly smile. Instead of coping with a smile on the skin.

It's shallow, but Connie thinks it's fucking good.

Suddenly, I feel that the heart of a pure man is full of girlish vitality...... Isn't it inappropriate to roll around and beg for a hug now?

After a moment of hesitation, Connie emboldened herself and took Sherlock's hand.

Extend your little finger.

"Hang yourself on the hook, you can't change it for a hundred years! Whoever breaks his promise is a puppy! At the end of the stamp, Connie couldn't help but rub it.

When I looked back and saw him raise his eyebrows, his little face flushed.

It seems that the contemptible cheeky skills are still not enough.

"In that case...... he withdrew his palms, and both hands reached out to Connie.

“…… What are you doing? ”

"Hmm... The flesh on both sides of the cheeks that protruded because of the baby's fat was pinched.

Rub it up and down and pull it out.

Connie's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you want to knead rice balls, you can go buy flour!" Noodles are really addictive!

Sherlock's glaring eyes made Sherlock laugh.

A mouthful of shiny white teeth pierced Connie's eyes, but she saw his smile flash, and after a moment, she let go of her hand with an expressionless expression.

Started taking out his phone and started crackling.

Rubbing her flushed cheeks speechlessly, Connie moved away from Sherlock in anger and silently moved to the edge.

Thinking of what he had just done, he blushed and was puzzled.

When did Sherlock get so close to her, he even smiled!

Could it be that something big happened in just one day?

Damn, what does she think about missing an important event at a critical moment!

Or is it that Lestrade was kidnapped, and Sherlock was calm on the surface, but in fact he was about to collapse psychologically, so he made such a move that did not conform to his usual habits?

And what about Mycroft?

Oh my God, it couldn't be Sherlock and Mycroft arguing over Lestrade!

Could it be that because of her, Peanut fell in love with Lestrade in advance before Sherlock appeared!?

God pity to see that she really didn't mean to!

But Sherlock's smile just now was so spicy and so handsome, it just annoyed her...

No, no, this is the first step for her to become a cannon fodder actress!

Like the bitter Jasmine, she is going to fall into the charm of the great god and can't extricate herself?

I said I liked it originally, but that kind of liking was different......

Stop!

In that case, let's take the quiz!

Connie took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let her imagination run wild...... What if Sherlock was kissing Reestrade...... Will she be jealous...?

Two minutes later, Connie opened her eyes with relief.

Fortunately, it seems that she has not yet fallen into the arms of the great god and is unstoppable.

The heartbeat just now should have been disturbed by the beauty of the great god.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was frightened by the stunned pair of green eyes in front of me!

"Ahh It's going to be so close! Miscellaneous! What!!

"What are you thinking?"

Connie couldn't go back.

"It's nothing, it's just ...... A little sleepy. ”

He looked at it for a long time, then withdrew his slender neck.

"There's still some way to go, and you can sleep for a while."

He took off his coat and put it over Connie's head.

Connie was flattered: "Thank you."

Then, she literally fell asleep.

Ten minutes later, Connie, who was slumping asleep, was sleeping soundly on Sherlock's shoulder in the slightly bumpy SUV.

Sherlock looked at her phone, glancing at her from time to time, and seeing that she was sleeping soundly and turned back to her own business, the atmosphere was calm for a while.

The commissioner who was sent to pick up and drop off looked at Yiqiē in the rearview mirror, and his heart was really a group of grass and mud horses galloping back and forth all the time.

Of course he knew who Sherlock was.

But today's this, where did the high imitation come from!?