95. The Death of St. Paul's Classroom [(10)]

Lunch time.

The nurse came in with a small food cart.

This kind of treatment is already a luxury-level enjoyment.

When the nurses on duty only have one lunch box.

But at the end of the day, Connie was depressed.

Florence came in with a bento box: "It's lonely to eat alone, I'll accompany you." โ€

The nurse stopped talking, but when she saw that Connie's face was a little better, she didn't stop her.

As long as someone comes to distract her and doesn't let her go home in a hurry.

After all, this child always gave her a strange feeling - she couldn't coax her as a real child.

Thinking of this child, she can always call Sister So-and-so a sweet face, such as Florence, but she is always a nurse to her, and she can't ignore it if she wants to.

Connie picked up the contents of the lunch box and pushed it over and placed it in front of Florence.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Florence tasted it and thought it was much better than what was in her box.

Connie shook her head: "I can't eat it." โ€

"Still thinking about your dad?" She swallowed the meat in her mouth, "Don't worry, he will come to pick you up immediately when he is done, I will accompany you during your time in the hospital, okay?" โ€

What a kind young lady.

Connie looked at her kind smile and returned a grateful smile.

With a "snap", the doorknob was turned, and the two looked out of the door.

The slightly messy curly hair hung in front of his eyes, obscuring his narrow eyes, but it did not prevent his straight body, and under the long coat were high-top cowhide black boots, and the neck exposed because of the lack of a scarf looked white and slender, in stark contrast to his black.

The fork touched the edge of the bowl slightly.

Connie got up and ran over.

"Sherlock!" She rushed over in surprise and gave her a big hug.

โ–กโ–ก woman's enthusiasm is at this moment, because of the joy and surprise, all rushed out.

However, it was only for a second, Connie rushed over and touched Sherlock's back and withdrew her hand, after all, she also realized what an inappropriate move to hug Sherlock.

"Why are you here?"

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Didn't you say you wanted to go home? โ€

Connie paused: "But...... She said she couldn't go home? I thought you didn't agree? โ€

"Who?"

Connie looked at Florence pleadingly, she really hadn't remembered the name of the nurse!

"Florence, what's the name of the nurse who took care of me for three days?"

Florence looked at Connie with a joking expression: "...... Hill. Her name is Hill. โ€

Connie looked back, "Yes, it's her saying my guardian said they couldn't let me go home!" โ€

For the first time, Florence heard the words: "Your father refused to let you go home?" It's too much to refuse to come to see you before! โ€

The word "daddy" clearly made Sherlock's gaze strange.

"Daddy?"

Florence got up and walked over to the two of them, and finally saw the whole picture of the eyes hidden by broken hair, and at first glance they met the eyes of this man, and suddenly felt that his heart was beating a few beats faster, and there seemed to be a heat in his chest.

"Yes, yes, what a hateful man, he even cares about his injured daughter...... Uh, are you...? Florence stuttered a little when asked.

Connie watched incredulously as Sherlock effortlessly flirted with a girl, forgetting her predicament at the moment, and a glint of good drama flashed in her eyes.

"As you can see, I'm the daddy." He looked at Connie meaningfully, spitting out words that made both women completely stunned.

"W-What?" Florence's eyes suddenly fell to the bottom.

Such a handsome and young man has such a big daughter?

Probably too shocked, Florence herself said it without realizing it.

Connie's eyebrows twitched, hey, who said she was petite and immature!

Sherlock, however, was indifferent to her devastated expression.

Connie glanced at Florence with a sigh, and knew at first sight that her sweetheart had a 13-year-old daughter, and she was abandoned by her wife, so she had to suffer a lot of blows.

But now she can't protect herself.

Connie clamped her tail and decided that she must be vigilant next.

Most importantly, speak well!

She moved behind Sherlock: "I'm talking nonsense, who knows she'll believe it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the phone to call you......" Although the love is a bit exaggerated, the main ingredients are all true.

Connie wasn't afraid of Sherlock's scrutiny, either.

In the blink of an eye, the world swirled.

Connie felt her feet off the ground, and the next second she met Sherlock's gaze.

Sherlock hugging her!?

"Ahh Before she could recover from this realization, she felt like she was flying.

It's really flying.

And screaming.

The rich aroma of coffee and chocolate rushed into her nose, and she looked at the chocolate-complexed face above her head with a shudder, and froze for a moment.

"Let E go through the formalities." Sherlock commanded.

e๏ผŸ

Connie was confused, heard a voice coming from the side, looked up and turned around, and saw the white chocolate brother close at hand from behind the chocolate brother's shoulder.

Florence was stunned by this scene.

"What's the situation? Are you going to take him now? โ€

Shylock bowed, and Florence only thought it was incredible.

"You can't just take her away!" Her brain was hot, and she just felt that this was wrong, so she shouted.

Connie smiled at her, "Sister Florence, I know you care about me, but I want to go home, and... Forehead... Dad came to pick me up too, you don't have to worry. โ€

As soon as Connie said this, the eyes around her suddenly ran away.

Florence: "......"

"But ......"

No, Sherlock turned and walked away.

In fact, Connie felt that this was already a sign of his patience.

On the other hand, he also put his arm on the shoulder of her brother: "Uncle Chocolate, what's your name?" โ€

Brother Chocolate was stunned for a moment, looking at Connie's sparkling eyes.

โ€œk.โ€

k๏ผŸ

Connie is dumbfounded, an e and a k, is it really impossible to use a code name?

She scratched her head, "Are you McCroft's men?" "I always feel that this urine sex can only match McCroft's style of painting that always pretends to be mysterious and forced.

K nodded, not buying anything.

Connie was so addicted that she smelled the chocolate aroma on his body, although he was black, he didn't have that excess body odor on his body, but felt much cleaner than the average person, and this rich chocolate aroma seemed to be because he ate too much chocolate.

"And chocolate?" Feeling a little hungry?

And she hasn't eaten lunch yet...... Connie, who was hooked, licked her mouth and felt herself clutching a giant chocolate pyramid.

The corners of K's mouth twitched, and he pulled out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, and Connie's posture changed from being hugged by the princess to carrying her back.

With his hands free, he opened the half-eaten chocolate, which apparently still had his tooth marks on it.

Breaking off a piece of the edge, she brought it to his mouth: "Eat together." โ€

The chocolate looked at his own tooth marks, then at Connie's bright smile, and didn't say anything and opened his mouth to bite the chocolate.

Seeing him take it, Connie smiled and narrowed, and Gu Zi began to nibble on the chocolate.

At this time, the two of them happened to follow Sherlock to the door of the hospital and E round, which brother obviously felt that something was wrong when he saw this sweet feeding.

After all, judging from the attitude of their master, this is likely to become the little princess of the Sherlock Holmes family in the future.

K This guy actually did it?

It's a beast!

How did he not think of it?

By his physiognomy......

"Connie." A cold wind blows, interrupting Connie's enjoyment of chocolate.

#้ป‘ๅทงๅ…‹ๅŠ›่„†้ชจ! ๏ผƒ

"Huh (โŠ™_โŠ™)?"

"Get in the car." Sherlock pointed to the door.

Seeing that Connie was trembling and even missing a slipper on her feet, she directly hugged the person and stuffed it into the back seat of the car.

"221B Baker Street." He got into the back seat of the car, gave the driver a list of addresses, and the black taxi walked away.

The black and white brothers left in the cold wind looked at each other.

K: "Look what I'm doing." โ€

e: "Okay, you kid is fast enough......"

"Huh (โŠ™_โŠ™)?"

E shook his head: "Brother is hiding it, it's not kind......"

"You're taking the wrong medicine." The dark chocolate guy grabbed the empty bag in his hand, threw it into the trash, and walked in the opposite direction, only to rummage through it and take out a chocolate toffee from another pocket.