078 Ye God's Poor Right Hand (23)

That night, at the dinner table of the Ye family, in view of the status of the old man in the family, Ye's father and Ye's mother also welcomed back the eldest son who had been absent for many years with a complicated expression.

They are the best in their field of expertise, but in the face of this son, they are actually unqualified.

After the meal, looking at the equally outstanding eldest son teasing his sister, there was no depression of complaint between his eyebrows, and in a trance, it seemed that he was still the high-spirited teenager ten years ago, Father Ye groaned for a while, but still stepped forward and patted Ye Xiu's shoulder, and the father and son went to Father Ye's study side by side to talk.

Mother Ye also lovingly cut the fruit after the meal for a few small ones, especially prepared a fruit plate salad for Ye Xia, although the weather was cold, but the little girl still loved to eat.

Ye Xia's porcelain white face is a pink red, and there is a certain beautiful beauty in the warm yellow light, which can make people have a sinful possessiveness for no reason. But if she smiles at you, those thoughts will disappear without a trace.

[Little Eleven, has the eldest brother's task been decided? 】

【System Testing......

Ye Xia didn't ask any more when she heard this, she ate the last big bite of the salad, the little girl patted her little belly, Ye Qiu and Mother Ye, who were addicted to feeding, withdrew their hands with some regret, the two glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's similar looks.

Ye Xia said hello to a few people, and went back to the bedroom to take a bath and rest.

Ye Qiu also rarely went upstairs to work, but accompanied Ye's mother to clean up the table and chatted about some homely things.

[Host, please enter Sherlock's virtual space, your plane liaison is calling you.] 】

When Ye Xia heard this, he immediately knocked out the last few goodnights, and after sending them to the contacts who needed to be greeted, he immediately put down his mobile phone and fell asleep obediently on his side.

A few minutes later, Ye Xia's door was gently pushed open, Ye Qiu and Ye Xiu came to see the little girl together, the two of them helped the little girl press the corners of the quilt one left and one right, and the two pairs of good-looking eyebrows and eyes were deep for a while, and Ye Xiu was the first to step forward.

Ye Xiu stepped forward and kissed the top of the little girl's hair, gently.

Ye Qiu's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, just stepped forward and touched Ye Xia's quilt lovingly, and after making sure that it was not cold, he took the lead in raising his legs and leaving.

It wasn't until Ye Xiu gently closed the door of Ye Xia's room that Ye Qiu looked at Ye Xiu with a pair of questioning eyes.

Ye Xiu still looked very frank: "Brother, can you wish our little guy a good dream?" Although he said something true, he still walked back to his room a little faster than usual.

Ye Xiu, who returned to the room, naturally took a shower and continued to play glory, after all, these ten districts have just begun, and the early leveling and materials are very difficult to play!

As for Ye Xia, who was 'urgently called' by Sherlock...... Eye-to-face with a curly-haired man.

"How happy can you be after taking three first kills? But I haven't seen you for a day, have you degraded to this extent? Sherlock glanced at Ye Xia's stupid appearance with disgust, and stretched out his hand to beckon: "I've been busy with a very tricky case investigation recently, and I don't have time to go over your world to help you catch criminals, so, little girl, you really have to rely on yourself." ”

"Oh, of course, every day during the four hours you come to study here, you can ask me any questions, after all, except for one who is quite effective, you are really a group of bad goldfish around you, as my plane liaison, if you really lose your life at the hands of criminals, it will really lose my face as a detective!"

Ye Xia naturally understood that behind Sherlock's slightly mean words was patient explanation and concern, and the little girl's heart was warm and full of fighting spirit to learn!

When Sherlock realized that he had unconsciously followed Ye Xia and showed a smile at the same time, he cursed secretly, and then said: "Train advanced observation skills, I will reproduce the scene on Baker Street on this simulated street, and I will give you permission on the back, and after you observe, you will also build a Baker Street by yourself." ”

Sherlock didn't explain much, except for the last sentence: "Little girl, you can only unlock the next course if you reproduce your Baker Street exactly." More importantly, there is always a limit to the number of observations per day, and no more than 30 minutes is allowed. ”

"Good luck~"

With that, Sherlock turned and entered his study, as if to continue the day's reasoning.

For Ye Xia, who only has elementary painting skills, the difficulty of replicating a Baker Street is equivalent to directly allowing a novice painter to copy Leonardo da Vinci's paintings, and it also automatically upgrades the dimension to become three-dimensional!

However, no matter how difficult the task is, as long as you are patient, you will always be able to complete it.

Before she had the amazing talent in this life, Ye Xia had a good quality that most people did not have: perseverance and willpower, she was once able to get up from the mess and move forward again in the face of even the worst failure.

Sherlock was in front of the projector in the 'study', looking at the little girl, although she frowned cutely, she did not hesitate to step forward to meet the challenge, and the corners of her mouth hooked up into a nonchalant smile.

He was right, beneath the pure appearance of a lamb, she had a warrior-like heart.

Ye Xia slowly observed, there was a very peculiar feeling lingering in her heart, as if the rain and fog of the rotten country thousands of miles away drifted across the sea and came to her nose, a hazy smoke and rain in front of her, a black smoke suddenly appeared, but it opened a feast of civilization.

Although Sherlock had conjured up Baker Street in front of him from his own memory, Sherlock's excellent observation skills allowed him to simulate the changes of a whole day.

This kind of extremely realistic simulation scene is not much different from the real scene.

The pedestrians coming and going, and the curling smoke and fireworks, all fascinated Ye Xia, and the little girl even felt that she heard the voice of the lady who was haggling with the vendor on the street...... Exotic yet so similar and familiar to the scene of life.

Sherlock's eyes widened at this time, this little girl, has she actually touched the realm of spiritual thoughts?

At present, all he knows is that madman-like sister who seems to have such excellent mental power?

But the little girl's spiritual sea is so quiet and peaceful, which is completely different from the manic and crazy east wind.

"I should say, it's really you, there are not many people who can surprise Sherlock Holmes."

Sherlock looked at the still serious little girl in the camera, smiled and muttered to himself, and then buried himself in researching his 'puzzle' again.