"What's the matter, Sherlock, why are you so unenergetic early in the morning, do you hate spending Christmas with your family so much?" Watson asked Sherlock early in the morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's nothing, it's just a nightmare," Sherlock said perfunctorily, but Watson knew this friend, so it would definitely not be this problem, and as for Sherlock not to say it, he didn't ask it.

Watson had been living here for a few days, and since his wife's affairs, Watson still couldn't let go, but he was worried about the child in his wife's womb, so he had no choice but to move here, and his wife lived downstairs with Mrs. Hudson.

Sherlock is also very depressed, he has been studying Monsoon's mobile phone for the past few days, but there has been little progress, but since he turned on the phone, he answered a call, and a strong woman scolded, but Sherlock was shocked, but in the next few days, nothing happened.

Monsoon's mobile phone can only answer the phone without knowing the password, which makes Sherlock, who doesn't know the password, very depressed, and has died countless times, but he doesn't know the password, but he must have known about stealing Monsoon's mobile phone, but Sherlock wondered why he didn't find it.

This is no longer the most important thing, there are more important things at the moment, such as spending Christmas with the family and stealing his brother's computer, this plan has been planned for a long time, and it is almost executed.

"Mycroft, is this your computer?" said Mycroft's mother, pointing to the laptop on the table that she had just used as a cutting board.

"Yes, Mom, that computer with potatoes on it is the computer that controls the great secrets of the whole of Britain," Mycroft said with a smile, but the expression in front of him still knew the unhappiness in his heart.

"Don't worry about that, by the way, what about your father," McCroft's mom asked.

"You'd better go into the house and have a look," Sherlock said, "Mary is still inside."

McCroft and Sherlock walked out the door, and the two of them took a rare sip of cigarettes, a little leisurely, but also a little relaxed.

"Are you still investigating Magnussen's case," McCroft asked.

"You know, you don't give up easily, don't you know that," Sherlock said.

"You're so stupid, brother, I've always said so, it's too dangerous," McCroft said.

Sherlock smiled and said "Growing up, you've said that about me, and I almost thought so, knowing that we were starting to get in touch with friends from the outside" Sherlock seemed to scoff.

"What are you doing, are you smoking?" said Mycroft, who was about to teach Sherlock a lesson, when his mother, who had come out to get wood, suddenly saw two men and shouted loudly.

"Nope"

"It's him" Sherlock cleverly betrayed Mycroft, but the two of them cleverly hid the cigarettes behind them.

"Let's not talk about it anymore, let's go back and have some egg bars," McCroft said.

"Hehe, you know, that stuff doesn't taste very good" Sherlock tossed the cigarette butt to the ground, stepped on it, and followed Mycroft into the house.

In the other room, Watson and his wife, Mary were talking about the time, Mary was very excited, because Watson had decided to forgive her, and Watson had not opened the memory that had been given to him, Mary was very moved.

Watson hugged his wife, and Mary hugged Watson, but Mary's body couldn't help but sink down because of the increasingly groggy head, and her hands slowly fell off.

"Mary, Mary," Watson finally sensed that something was not quite right, but he did not react in the slightest, and finally found that Mary was unconscious, much to his surprise.

"Mary, what's wrong with you," Watson cried out worriedly.

"Bang..."

The door to the room was opened by a violent force, it was Sherlock, but it seemed that Sherlock was very excited, even in a hurry, Watson was a little puzzled.

"Hey, Watson, don't touch the wine," Sherlock said anxiously, "Oh, yes, and the tea in Mary's cup."

Watson looked at the cup that had been poured to the side, and finally understood in his heart that this was what was going on.

"Wait a minute, you're saying you drugged my wife," Watson said loudly, his tone seemed a little angry.

Knowing that this drug may have an impact on his unborn child, how could Watson not be in a hurry, but seeing Sherlock's parents and brother Mycroft in the living room, several people fell aside, and Watson was completely stunned.

"What did you do?" Watson asked.

"You see, it's just some sleeping potions, and with Wiggins' potions being good, Mary will be fine," Sherlock said as he put on his coat.

"That's right, I configured your wife's by myself," Wiggins said.

"What!" Watson was surprised.

"Say no more, put on your clothes quietly," Sherlock said as he threw Watson's clothes.

"What the hell are you doing, and you're doing this," Watson said, looking at Sherlock.

Sherlock picked up Mycroft's laptop with potatoes on the table and said, "Let's go see someone, hurry up, Wiggins has Wiggins to take care of it," Sherlock said eagerly.

"What man," Watson said of the icy landscape.

But he soon knew the answer, because a helicopter was slowly approaching the courtyard where the two men were.

Watson and Sherlock quickly got into the plane, and as the helicopter ascended, the room slowly returned to quiet, but only Wiggins was still alone in the room, watching the four people in the room, watching TV, sitting bored.

But soon he felt that something was not quite right, he felt that there seemed to be someone behind him, but when he turned back many times, there was no one behind him.

"Hell, didn't I drink too much, I only had two drinks, and I didn't have any hallucinogens," Wiggins muttered, turning back to his seat and watching his TV, as long as he was holding on for two hours.

But just as he turned around, there was an extra person next to him, and Wiggins jumped up in fright.

"You, who are you, how did you get in," Wiggins said in horror, and anyone who approached him quietly and was so close could not be surprised.

"Hello, my name is Monsoon" Monsoon smiled and said hello, turned around, and shouted behind him, "Hey, Mycrof, don't pretend to be asleep, get up quickly"・・・・・・

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