[Comprehensive] Mrs. Holmes Daily

His little girlfriend Ludwig was out shopping for new sheets.

This is not a good sign.Judging from the current situation, the bed in her room is just a decoration, and new sheets are unnecessary expenses.

Maybe she should learn how to be thrifty and keep a house.

Now he was alone on Baker Street, the dark curtains were drawn before she walked, and the light was turned on in the living room during the day, enveloping the living room in semi-darkness.

The air seemed to sink into a sort of stillness.

A thing he is best at harnessing.

The mobile phone was still on his side, the screen of the mobile phone was facing down, and it suddenly turned on, but he ignored it, so a minute later, the tone of Mycroft's aria sounded in the living room.

"It seems that you have encountered the biggest challenge in your life, brother."

Sherlock paused for a while:

"If you install your radio in my flat again, I guarantee you are about to face the biggest challenge of your life, Mycroft."

"Oh, Sherlock, I've been facing the biggest challenge of my life anytime, anywhere since you were born, don't mind a little more."

Mycroft smiled without hesitation:

"From your test results, she really didn't see that you were proposing."

Sherlock sat on the sofa and didn't speak.

That's right, he was testing just now.

The bed sheet matter was just a cover, since she had taken the initiative to get close to him, he might as well push the boat along to see if she really didn't know about his proposal... Or, she was just stalling for time and looking for a gentler way to refuse.

And the result——

"As soon as she came back to real life, the sensitivity to codes disappeared."

Charlotte picked up the water she had poured for herself before, and took a sip:

"Although she is keen, she has limitations. She can crack the code, but she may not be able to find the code."

Like the bed sheet thing, he showed a flaw from the beginning, but she couldn't see it, because she wouldn't even think about it as a flaw, and there weren't so many things to crack in the normal world.

This can explain why she easily solved Yatum's lie, but couldn't see through his simple marriage proposal code.

The atmosphere determines the thinking.

She has come out of the atmosphere full of conspiracy, and she has returned to the ordinary world.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Mycroft's tone didn't sound like he was in a hurry, but rather slowly:

"Let me remind you, the wedding is the day after tomorrow."

Sherlock stood up from the sofa: "I know it's the day after tomorrow." And he already had a plan in his mind.

"need my help?"

From Mycroft's end came the sound of setting down the glass:

"It's a huge profit deal, Sherlock, I've already given you the biggest profit, it's a sale at a loss."

Sherlock went to the fireplace, and Mycroft continued:

"As long as she has three milliliters of blood, you can get the most professional technical guidance on marriage proposal, from the creative collection of ten well-known Hollywood directors... What are you still hesitating..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice had already faltered in mid-air, like a punctured rubber ball.

In his hand, Sherlock walked back to the couch with a tiny inductive power unit that had been removed from behind the fireplace, throwing it nonchalantly in the trash.

Great, the world is quiet now.

Without electricity, even high-end equipment becomes scrap iron.

He sat on the sofa and took out the gray ashes ring from his pants pocket.

Birds, water pools, branches... It's all her style. It seems that she put a lot of effort into this ring and designed the pattern by herself.

He played with the ring, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the rich afternoon sun shone in, and the texture was like milky coffee.

The wedding is the day after tomorrow.

He must act.

If the usual password didn't work...he had to change his mind.

Sherlock picked up the phone, stared at it for a while, and dialed a series of numbers.

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+76541-12579

——"No woman will like a man who is too infatuated. Men are more attractive because of proper indulgence."

At the beginning of this drama, a woman disguised as a waitress left her phone number in the Royal restaurant, pressed it under his coffee cup, and said to him who had only glanced at her so far:

"I'm waiting for your call... I know you will definitely call me."

Her smile is not just beautiful.

She was wearing the cheap overalls of the waiter, but she shone like a pearl with a luxurious brilliance.

Her smile is like ripples on the water:

"Remember my name, Erin... Erin-Edler."

……

A beautiful woman can't make him love, a smart woman can't make him crazy, and even a combination of both can't make his heart flutter.

He was like an immortal statue on a Greek stone pedestal, cold, hard, and ruthless.

Sherlock Holmes doesn't love women.

It's just that the Ludwig he loves happens to be a woman.

Therefore, when the mystery is solved and he no longer needs to remember the name of the other party, there will be such a one-sided embarrassing situation——

beep...

Irene: "As I said, you will definitely call me, Mr. Holmes."

Mr. Holmes: "Then your premonition has come true, Miss Aplin."

Irene: "...Who is Aplin?"

Mr. Holmes: "You."

Erin: "...Sorry, my name is Erin."

……

On the other side of the street, Ludwig was pushing a cart, lazily walking in the vegetable section of the supermarket.

She was dressed simply, and Mr. Holmes's white shirt was too big for her to wear trousers. Apart from that, she only had a pair of delicate camellia wood slippers on her feet.

Miss Ludwig always has a way to use "sexy" to cover up the fact that she is too lazy to change clothes.

Her long black hair was pulled behind her ears, so the dark green jadeite earrings became the only decoration on her body.

She casually picked up one side of cabbage and threw it into the shopping cart, then leaned on the cart and picked out the eggplants one by one.

——This is Miss Ludwig's talent too.

Her gesture of buying cabbage is like choosing jewelry in a luxurious VIP hall.

However, when she put away the eggplant and was about to move on, she was suddenly interrupted.

A well-dressed and elegant man held her cart handle:

"Miss, I know you are Mr. Holmes' girlfriend."

He moved closer to her and lowered his voice:

"And I have something important to tell you."

……

By the window on Baker Street, Sherlock looked down at the street that was neither lively nor deserted.

Until the end of the street, a woman in a long black dress appeared.

The woman wears a hat with a large brim, and her figure is slim and elegant.

She walked slowly from the end of the street, as if she had pushed through layers of fog in London all the way, and her figure gradually became clear from the blurred silhouette.

Erin Adler stood at the door of 221b Baker Street.

She supported the brim of her hat with her hands and raised her head slightly.

Greek blood endowed her with a deep face, and her eyelashes were so long that every stroke could fan a small air current, and then fan into a man's heart.

This is a woman who can seduce the king.

At this moment, this woman who could seduce the king was standing on the ancient Baker Street, and the bustling crowd behind her became her background.

Holding up the phone, Sherlock stared at her deeply, like staring at a lover, with a strong light in his eyes.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He smiled slowly:

"Miss Apriling."

Miss Irene downstairs looked at Sherlock through a window and a floor away, her smile rippling like water waves - coupled with Sherlock's affectionate gaze, from a distance, this pair seemed quite So beautiful it could be painted.

And on the phone—

"Sorry, I repeat, my name is Erin."

……

human error.

Women have the same weakness, and Ludwig is no exception—women's possessiveness for their lovers makes them lose their minds and put them at a disadvantage.

His uncertainty about the outcome of the marriage proposal is largely due to the fact that Ludwig never showed any emotional flaws—she was never jealous, rarely acted like a baby, and was very interested in money, but she was not interested in his credit card. very small.

Not revealed, does not mean non-existent.

When she was strong-willed, she was like a rock, and even death could not make her compromise, which was evident from the two shots she fired at him.

He had little hope of impressing her with a candlelit dinner.

So he wants to force her to show her flaws, so that he can smash her logic of not getting married before the age of 35, and take advantage of it, which is logical.

Of course, since the ready-made suspect came, let's solve the case by the way.

……

50 meters away.

Ludwig crossed his arms and looked at the affectionate picture in front of him.

half an hour.

She turned her head and said to the elegant man behind her who dragged her here involuntarily:

"What the hell do you want me to see?"

"Miss, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

The elegant man covered his forehead:

"Your boyfriend and my wife got together, don't you react at all?"

"Where did they get together? Caught and raped in bed is called 'get together', even if it's your wife, you can't interfere with her freedom to make friends, okay?"

Ludwig pushed him away:

"Rang Rang, I haven't paid for my cabbage yet..."

"At this time, you actually have the mood to take care of cabbage?"

The elegant man suddenly grabbed her:

"Quickly, take a look. My wife has gone upstairs. For God's sake, we can now go and catch her in bed. This is court evidence. If you don't win love, at least you have to win property."

He looked pained:

"Oh, I thought she loved me! . . . Oh, did you have a camera?"

"..."

Ludwig turned around and saw that beautiful young lady who was smiling at Sherlock through the window and had a great understanding of understanding was disappearing at the door of 221b Baker Street.

"Go catch it, good luck."

She turned around indifferently:

"I'm not married yet, there are no legal issues."

"But that's your boyfriend."

"Well, so I don't have any doubts about his character."

Ludwig shrugged and smiled:

"However, I haven't been cheated on by anyone yet. It's a pity. People have to feel cheated and cheated once in their life to be complete."

Elegant man: "..."

He can't understand the brain circuit of his employer's girlfriend, and he may not be able to complete the task satisfactorily.

So he put his hands behind his back and quickly sent a text message to his employer——

"The madam refuses to catch the rape, and insists on finishing the cabbage."

……

"However, if my boyfriend is really your rival in love..."

Ludwig said thoughtfully:

"You don't have to struggle, thank God."

Elegant man: "...why?"

Ludwig patted him on the shoulder:

"If Mr. Holmes really takes a fancy to your wife, the federal government will definitely bring a lot of money to buy you off. From then on, you can bid farewell to monogamy and usher in the life of a group of women."

Elegant man: "..."

Ludwig turned around and smiled, planning to continue with her purchase plan.

Who cares about cheating when the fridge isn't full?

But someone obviously didn't intend to let her get what she wanted.

"This is your boyfriend, miss. I have solid evidence to prove that the two of them have behaved wrongly."

The elegant man stuffed the phone over:

"This is a screenshot of a text message from my wife and your boyfriend."

Ludwig didn't even look at it, but just put away his smile:

"Actually, I don't understand you. Since you married your wife, at least you loved her, so why do you have to witness the infidelity of the person you loved?"

He felt his phone vibrate, probably because his employer replied to a text message.

"I don't understand you either, miss."

The elegant man's tone is not very good:

"Do you really love your boyfriend? If you don't love him, why are you with him? If you love him, why can you sit and watch him chat and laugh with other women?"

"Love?"

Ludwig smiled:

"Love for love, pain for pain, you think so, right?"

"of course."

"But I don't think so, if my partner is not faithful to me, it's not his fault, it's mine...I have no right to interfere with his decision."

Ludwig tugged on his tie with a smile on his face.

Be flirtatious, like teasing:

"I love Sherlock, but he's free."

The elegant man feels a lot of pressure when his employer's girlfriend frivolously pulls on his tie.

But his hand in his pocket still dutifully sent out the audio he just recorded.

"A friendly reminder, sir."

Ludwig wrapped his tie around his fingers and pulled it down, revealing the blackened edge of the tie:

"If you want to quickly turn from a bum to an elite in the industry, you need to be more prepared, at least your tie can't be beige, because the oil and sweat on your neck will stick to the tie if you don't clean it - you will wear Vacheron Constantin How can someone who looks like a watch be sweating black?"

Ludwig let go of him, then took his hand and shook his head:

"And your nails, you obviously cleaned your nails on purpose, but you shouldn't have to wash where the dirt was left because they look cleaner, the color is different, it's a failure."

Elegant man: "..."

Is this the truth behind her previous teasing actions?To see the inside of his tie?

"And one last point."

Ludwig smiled slightly, turned around and waved at him:

"Your employer should remind you that, as his girlfriend, I have an IQ that is one-fiftieth of the Mensa club."

Elegant man: "..."

He looked at the back of the little lady leaving, and took out his mobile phone.

It contained a text message from his employer who just replied to him——

"You've been spotted, evacuate. sh"

……

221b Baker Street.

Sherlock took off his earphones and looked directly at the woman sitting in front of him who had been neglected by him for a long time.

It is indeed a neglect.

Such a beautiful lady does not have a glass of water in front of her.

And she didn't care.

"I'm afraid you've guessed what I've called you here for...and I can't help being a little dramatic before we start talking."

Sherlock lowered his eyes, took out a gray ring from his pocket, and put it on the coffee table:

"Do you recognize this ring, Mrs. Apriling?