At 2 a.m. on August 14, Han Yiren and Sherlock took another 10-hour flight back to London, and the two took a taxi and dragged their tired bodies back to 221B Baker Street. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Yiren yawned at Mrs. Hudson, and kept going upstairs to his bedroom to rest, as for his teacher Sherlock, he didn't have the energy to care.

Han Yiren lay on his soft bed, twisted his body wantonly and fell asleep, and at the same time, time passed in the sound of ticking, I don't know how long it was.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Several huge gunshots woke up Han Yiren, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he turned over and got out of bed, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes and went straight downstairs to the place where the gunshots were fired.

It's just that when he saw the situation below, he almost didn't come up in one breath and was fainted! blurted out a complaining word.

"What are you doing crazy?!" x2

Han Yiren looked at the entrance on the other side in surprise, and a middle-aged man who was not tall but full of manliness also looked at him in surprise.

Han Yiren smiled awkwardly and bowed in to greet, "Mr. John." ”

John smiled at Han Yiren as a greeting, and before he could speak, Sherlock, who was sitting on the sofa, let out a low roar, stood up and fired a gun at the wall, muttering to himself: "Boring, boring, boring!" ”

Han Yiren and John didn't care about greeting at this time, John stepped forward to grab the gun, and Han Yiren used his arms to kill and imprison Sherlock, but fortunately, Sherlock was still sane and let them take the gun away.

"Ah! Is London's criminal class dead? Why isn't there a single case?! Sherlock slammed himself into the couch and grumbled as he opened his bloodshot eyes.

John didn't bother to say anything when he saw Sherlock's appearance, and it was not the first time that he was manic because he didn't have a case, so he took off his coat casually and sat on the sofa opposite Han Yiren, and asked, "What about the case in Belarus?" ”

Sherlock, who was lying on the sofa, rolled his eyes and didn't speak, but Han Yiren snickered and told John the details.

John also gave Sherlock a sympathetic look, looked at the crater-filled wall again, and said, "What a pity." Then he touched his stomach, got up and walked to the kitchen and said, "Is there anything to eat?" I'm starving! ”

Seeing this, Han Yiren suddenly got up and shouted, "Wait a minute! ”

It's just that it's too late for him to say that, John has already opened the refrigerator, and a well-preserved human head comes into view, and he quickly closes the refrigerator door in shock: "Oh, ****!" ”

"Sherlock, there's a human head in there, a severed human head!"

"Give me a cup of tea, thank you."

Hearing the conversation between John and Sherlock, Han Yiren, who was sitting on the sofa, closed his eyes helplessly, he knew that it was time to fight again.

Sure enough, as Han Yiren expected, the two exchanged words for a while, and finally Sherlock wittily shifted the topic from the head refrigerator that made him lose money to John's blog incident.

"Even elementary school students know, how could you not know?"

After the two argue together, John is still shocked by Sherlock's ignorance of common sense knowledge and tries to reverse Sherlock's perception.

Sherlock had a look of impatience on his face, sat up abruptly, pointed to his head, and said, "Listen, my brain is like a hard drive, it only stores useful things, really useful things to me!" ”

Then he continued with a disdainful expression on his face: "Ordinary people are generally full of garbage, and they have too many things they don't need, so they won't be useful at critical moments, you know? ”

“......”

Han Yiren looked at the two wordlessly, shrugged his shoulders and changed to a more comfortable position and sank his body into the sofa, and the confrontation between the two ended quickly, not surprisingly, it ended with John's defeat.

John wordlessly picked up his coat and walked out, Sherlock, who was lying on the sofa with his back on his back, heard footsteps and turned back and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Get out and breathe!"

John walked away angrily, directly ignoring the greeting of Mrs. Hudson who had just walked up, fortunately, Mrs. Hudson had long been accustomed to all this, knocked on the door and glanced at Han Yiren, and asked in a low voice, "The two of them quarreled again?" ”

Han Yiren didn't speak, showing a smile that you know, and Mrs. Hudson shrugged her shoulders knowingly, and carried her things into the kitchen.

Sherlock rolled over on the couch, and finally got up and walked to the window to look at John's departing back and said, "Behold, Mrs. Hudson, quiet, peaceful, peaceful! Where is this normal people's world? ”

Han Yiren, who was watching from the sidelines, was unsuspectingly stuffed with a handful of dog food in the face of the arrogant Sherlock, and Mrs. Hudson gave Han Yiren a look that you are too young to respond to: "Don't worry, there will be fun, a weird and bizarre murder can make you excited." ”

In the middle of the drawing-room, Sherlock watched Mrs. Hudson leave, and said to himself, "Come quickly, I'm getting impatient." ”

As soon as the words fell, a violent explosion sounded, followed by a powerful shockwave, the glass of the window was shattered as if it had been shattered by the impact, and Sherlock was directly swept out by the shockwave and fell to the ground unconscious.

Han Yiren, who plunged his whole body into the sofa, escaped by luck, he first crawled forward to Sherlock to make sure that he was safe, and then cautiously leaned his body against the wall and carefully peeked out, the scene outside the window was shocking!

The cars parked on both sides of the street were all smashed by pieces of blown up walls, and a cloud of white smoke was rising from the rapidly blackened shredded flesh in the middle of the street, and all four walls of the house across the street were gone, and the room was still burning with flames.

"Gas explosion?" Han Yiren frowned and muttered to himself, then saw the scorched fragments of the gas canister on the street, and immediately denied this speculation! (The plot needs to add a gas canister, so readers shouldn't have an opinion, right?) ）

Because if the gas tank exploded, then the fragments of the gas tank that were blown away in the first place should not be charred, obviously the source of the explosion was another, and the concussion and flames caused by the explosion immediately detonated the gas canister, so the explosion sounded almost at the same time.

After confirming that it was not a gas explosion, Han Yiren quickly went downstairs and told Mrs. Hudson not to go out, picked up a quilt and soaked it with water, covered himself and opened the door and rushed into the fire.

For the unexplained explosion that happened in front of his house, for his own safety, Han Yiren must also find out the matter.