Wearing a deer hunting hat, a brown and white plaid cloak, and a delicate dark black pipe in his mouth, this person is the nationally famous detective - Sherlock (played by Qiu Yanzi), and this young man in a suit who follows him and carries a huge camouflage travel bag is a nationally famous detective assistant and doctor of medicine (Mo Ming).

"Mr. Xia, wait for me."

Watson was a little out of breath, Sherlock always walked fast in the dark, and he didn't pay attention to his feet at all, such a hot person, it was really difficult to get along with him, but Watson and Sherlock had been combined for three years, and in three years, they had dealt with a lot of cases.

"Peanut, if you hadn't lost your tent, we wouldn't have nowhere to live."

Sherlock had a pipe in his mouth that wasn't smoking, and his pace didn't slow down in the slightest, but because of what Watson said, he walked faster.

"I'm carrying all of these things, so I'm inevitably negligent, and don't call me a peanut!"

Peanuts have some ...... No, Watson is a little angry, although he made a little stupid, but he can be forgiven, right? Sherlock was too mean.

"Alright, little peanut, let's go, we have a place to live."

Sherlock's pace quickened again, like a race walk.

"Huh? Are you sure? Is there any building in front? Whoohoo......"

Wah, panting, trotted behind Sherlock. He couldn't see anything, because the flashlight had been lost due to another oversight of his own, so he could only travel with Sherlock's night vision.

"Don't you see? Two hundred meters away, there is a temple, it is a three-story hexagonal shape, and there are lights inside."

Sherlock said it very lightly.

When Watson heard this, his voice rose in a higher pitch.

"Yes, yes! I also saw that there were three women and two men in the temple, and one of them died! Isn't that right?"

Watson's tone was filled with indignation, which was directed at Sherlock, because even if he was as powerful as Sherlock, it was impossible to see so clearly in the dark night.

"I didn't mess with you, sweet potato."

Sherlock stopped abruptly, turned around, and said to Watson in a serious tone.

But because he suddenly froze, Watson bumped into Sherlock's body (this scene was repeated seven times during filming), and the short Sherlock's forehead hit the tall Watson's chin, Watson clutched his chin with a pained expression.

"Sweet potato, you're too tall too."

Sherlock grumbled angrily.

"By the way, you've been changing crops all at once since just now! Also, you bumped into me, blame me! Finally, how is it possible to see the temple? You're lying to me."

Watson complained to Sherlock emotionally.

"Oh, that's a lot of talk." Sherlock felt troubled and stroked his forehead, not knowing how to comfort his lovely assistant.

"Actually...... I looked at the map during the day, and there was a temple here."

Sherlock explained to him, and Watson thought it was mysterious. Did he really look at the map during the day, but only glanced at it, so that he could remember everything? The temple must have been a small landmark, and the destination at the time was not mysterious. On a big night, I found this place in a zigzag way? What a man of God.

It was a surprising thing, but Watson believed it, because this was Sherlock.

"That's right...... You've been walking so fast, have you thought about going to the temple for a long time?"

After the tent was lost, Sherlock set off directly, Watson didn't know what he wanted to do, he just kept following, not realizing that the direction they were going was indicated by the map.

For Watson's question, Sherlock felt very inexplicable and puzzled.

"You didn't know where to go, so you came along?"

「……」

It's that tone again! This kind of natural tone, Watson felt very sad, the idea of genius is always different from that of a mortal like himself, but the way of expression is also very different, hurtful!

"Sherlock, you know, I'm not stupid!"

Watson yelled angrily at Sherlock.

"Oh, my friend, don't be angry."

Sherlock stepped forward, hugged Watson gently, and tapped him twice on the back to comfort him.

"Let's go, let's go, we have a place to stay tonight."

Sherlock turned and continued walking, Watson followed behind, his anger had subsided, Sherlock was such a person, why should he bother with him? And he knew that Sherlock just liked to see him angry, didn't he?

After walking for a few more minutes, I suddenly felt the soles of my feet go soft, and it turned out that I had left the forest and walked on the grass.

"I'm always a little scared."

Peanut's feet don't dare to put it on the grass easily, the grass is a little deep, and it is deep in the middle of the night, I am afraid that I will step on something.

Watson slowly tried to move forward, but Sherlock suddenly stopped, and Watson took a few more steps forward, almost lying on top of Sherlock.

"Sherlock, what are you doing?"

Watson complained to him, but he didn't explain at all and stood upright.

"Watson, I stepped on the snake."

Sherlock said dangerous words calmly, and Watson's expression was not very good, because he knew that Sherlock was not joking now, but serious.

"What should I do?"

Watson asked with concern.

"Watson, my dear friend, run first, this snake is dangerous."

Sherlock choked up, but still finished the sentence in its entirety.

"This ......"

Watson was stunned for a moment, and suddenly tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, Sherlock wanted to sacrifice himself!

"I can't do that...... Sherlock, you know......"

"Let's go!"

Sherlock urged quietly but eagerly, Watson didn't want Sherlock to sacrifice in vain, so he could only be ruthless!

Watson ran away with tears in his eyes, and within a few steps Sherlock stopped him.

"Wait, Watson, I don't think this is a snake."

Sherlock bent down, picked up something, and touched it carefully.

"It turned out to be a rope, and there was an iron barb, so I said, the snake will attack the moving target, and if it doesn't move, it must ......."

"Mr. Xia, what did you just say?"

After Watson realized that he was the bait, he kindly asked Sherlock a question.

Sherlock was stunned, it's over, it's over......

"I said it was a rope...... It's not early, alas! Let's go spend the night!"

Sherlock was going to play haha perfunctory, but even if he was as dull as Watson, he understood what Sherlock meant at this time.

"Bastard! Give me back my touch!"

Poor Watson went berserk, regardless of whether there were any bulls and ghosts and snakes under his feet, and now he just wanted to catch Sherlock and give him a good fat beating!

Slipped, slipped, Sherlock hurriedly pulled his legs and ran.

"Stop!"

Sherlock ran in front, Watson chased behind, and on a moonlit night, the detectives were still embarrassed.