[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Winsty was angry.

Not only because of the incident on Avenue Louise, but also after returning to Baker Street, she found that the trench coat that Sherlock had changed yesterday was hanging on the hanger, and it was not in the washing machine at all, and she hadn't soiled his clothes.

When she pointed to the clothes and asked Sherlock to explain, Sherlock answered her like this: "My coat is placed in such a conspicuous place and you didn't notice it, and you will be deceived because of this, which means that you are not careful enough and your observation skills are not strong enough."

He didn't look guilty at all.

Wensty laughed angrily, walked up to Sherlock who thought she was right, and stepped on his instep hard.

Sherlock: "..."

After venting his anger, Wensty went to sleep contentedly. Sherlock felt pain in the back of his foot. After this night, Sherlock would be punished exactly the same if he provoked Wensty.

After hearing that his younger brother had been treated like this, Mycroft pondered for a while, and had a talk with Winsty alone. He said, "You can't do this to Sherlock."

Winsty was thinking about explaining to Mycroft how annoying Sherlock was, when he heard the elder brother show a kind and friendly smile: "Sherlock is not afraid of physical pain, you step on his No matter how many times the instep is done, he will not have a long memory."

"Then what should I do?" Wensty asked Mycroft for advice.

Mycroft: "It's impossible for Sherlock to learn his lesson and not do it next time. All you can do is make him angry when he makes you angry."

Winsty thought it made sense.

Mycroft taught Winsty his trump card without hesitation: "You only need to say one word to him is enough."

Ok?

Which word is so powerful?

Mycroft said unhurriedly: "Charlie."

Xiali is Sherlock's nickname. At first, Winsty didn't believe that this word could work, but after she personally tried it once, this word became more and more fluent.

Of course, this was something to say later, after one night, Wensty's anger had almost subsided, her early waking was only limited to yesterday, and today she woke up a bit later.

She was woken up by the conversation between Lestrade and Sherlock, and Lestrade brought new news: Fiona Morrison attempted suicide last night and is now being rescued.

Fiona Morrison is the head of the actor recruitment group of the Morrison Theater Company. She has been in poor health and was hospitalized before the official performance of "Macbeth". Her husband Sean has been taking care of her .

The two of them have not appeared in the big troupe for the past few days, have not been included in the list of suspects, and have not been interrogated.

"The nurse at the hospital said that Fiona Morrison was not in a good spirit after watching the news. Yesterday afternoon, she asked her for a pen and paper and said she wanted to write a diary, but after leaving a suicide note, she swallowed a lot of sleeping pills piece."

Lestrade brought another piece of bad news. He was in a state of desperation. In just a few days, a well-known actress died bizarrely, the head of the troupe was attacked and has yet to wake up, and an important staff member of the troupe attempted to commit suicide. Can't find it.

"It's perfectly normal that you can't find a breakthrough." After listening to Lestrade's complaint, Sherlock didn't have any mood swings at all, and he still didn't forget to stab him in the heart again.

Lestrade: "..."

Standing at the door of the room listening to the conversation between the two of them, Wensty raised his eyebrows, really wondering how Sherlock grew up to be so healthy and safe?

It's well worth exploring.

Lestrade's expression became serious: "Sherlock, I know you already know the truth."

"I don't know." Sherlock shook his head, he looked like a kid cheating on his parents.

Lestrade's lips were tightly pursed, and his hands were behind his back. Winsty had always seen his gentle side. She felt that the detective had a particularly good temper. Now he has lost his tolerance and patience, and restored Scotland Yard The detective's inherent dignity.

He walked around the house, looked around the chemicals and instruments in the house, and said: "I suspect that there are poisonous () products hidden here."

Wensty's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing this.

Lestrade's Yu Guangyun came to Wensti: "Don't worry, it's definitely none of your business. I just suspect that Mr. Holmes is hiding drugs."

Sherlock on the armchair: "Lestrade!"

"Inspector, Sherlock can't hide those things." Wensti spoke for Sherlock, she had lived here for so long and never found any trace of drugs.

"Don't worry, Winsty. I didn't say there must be poison () hidden, I just suspected it," Lestrade gave her a reassuring smile, "but I need verification, and I will transfer Andre over Check."

Sherlock rolled his eyes, and Andre was sure to turn the house upside down.

Winsty understood that Lestrade was deliberately dancing on Sherlock's tipping point.

"However, even if no drugs are found, the human eyeballs in your microwave and the human organs in your refrigerator are enough to confiscate all your chemical equipment here. I believe Chief Holmes is also very happy with me."

Sherlock stood up from the sofa, a pale blue flame in his pupils.

Winsty hurried up.

Sherlock stared at the hands wrapped around his waist: "What are you doing?"

"Sir, you can be angry if you are angry, but you must not hit anyone, and if you hit Inspector Lestrade, it will be regarded as assaulting the police." Wen Sidi hugged his waist from behind him, speaking kindly Persuade Sherlock.

Inspector Lestrade, sullen, was glad that he had seen a good show.

"Who told you I was going to hit him?"

"Then why are you getting up?"

Sherlock showed a "kind" smile at Lestrade: "Of course, I went to help some people who couldn't solve their own problems and asked others for help but didn't have any sincerity to solve the case."

Winsty embraced Sherlock, and could feel his gnashing of teeth. Lestrade gave Sherlock a "friendly" smile back, and the two shook hands like old friends who had reached a consensus.

Sherlock immediately restored his previous expression like the unique face-changing in Chinese Sichuan opera.

After confirming that Sherlock would not do anything, Wensty let go.

Sherlock took his coat from the hanger and asked Lestrade, "Which hospital is Fiona Morrison at?"

"Newman's Private Hospital in the West End."

The "Adams Family" dessert house is about to open, and there are already several customers waiting at its door. If they are more careful, they will find that the owner of the dessert shop has already taken a taxi to another place, and she No plans to open for business today.

Lestrade said that he has not found a breakthrough in the case. In fact, a breakthrough in the case has already appeared, and it is in the body of Fiona Morrison who attempted suicide.

Sitting in the taxi, Sherlock remained silent and didn't fiddle with the phone like before. Looking at Sherlock's stern side face, Wensty thought he was angry with Lestrade.

"Why is Lestrade like this?" Winsty growled softly, and Sherlock gave him a look, "It's so unkind, you are obviously helping them, although he is anxious to solve the case, but You can't treat you like this, and threaten you with Andre, who you hate, and confiscate your equipment, you really don't want to be friends with him."

Winsty understood the reason why Lestrade threatened Sherlock, and the case was still unclear. Lestrade must have thought that he was about to fall into the cliff, but Sherlock had a rope but didn't come to rescue him.

But Sherlock may not understand Lestrade's psychology. Anyone who is threatened like this will feel a pang of anger in his stomach.

Winston was originally a little girl who could comfort people. Her way of comforting people was not reasonable, but unreasonable.The last thing a person wants to hear in an angry or depressed mood is a useless rationale. There are usually two ways to deal with this kind of negativity:

One is to find a way to find a root solution. For example, it was Lestrade who made Sherlock unhappy. She can beat Lestrade to make Sherlock vent his anger. This method is obviously not acceptable. Thunder Strade will be regarded as assaulting the police, but he can be drugged secretly... No, no, no, "controlling violence with violence" is not a way to resolve conflicts. Good citizens in the new era pursue love and peace.

Problems that cannot be solved by force are left to the tongue.Just like she did just now, standing firmly in the same camp as Sherlock, holding grievances for him, and waiting for him to agree to express the dissatisfaction in his heart, the mood will naturally improve.

After Wensti finished grievances for Sherlock, she looked at Sherlock: My part has been completed, and then you can express your grievances.

But Sherlock just looked over after noticing her gaze, but his lips didn't move.

"You...don't want to say something?"

Sherlock nodded: "Lestrade is not my friend."

"what?"

When did he become so succinct?

"You don't want to be friends with Lestrade?"

Wensti was robbed of sweets when she was a child, and the Great Elder asked her similar words.

"No, I never had any friends."

Sherlock's mood was very calm, as simple as saying that he didn't eat cheese, but it sounded sad to Wensty.

She had been wondering how Sherlock grew up so safely and healthily, so he grew up safely and healthily, but was always alone?

"Take back your useless and unreasonable sympathy," Sherlock read the emotion in Wensty's eyes, "I don't need friends."

What he said sounded to Winsty as an excuse for having no friends.

Winsty wanted to reach out and touch his head, and wanted to say to him like the Great Elder comforting her: "It's hard work for Sherlock to grow up to such a big size by himself."

She did reach out and rub Sherlock's curly hair, she had wanted to do this a long time ago, Sherlock's hair was really black and soft, and every little curl was inexplicably cute.

But Sherlock's expression was anything but cute.

He jumped out of the water tank with a kind of stupid looking goldfish and stared at Wensty, her hands were running through his hair, like playing hide-and-seek in a dense forest.

Winsty was so happy that she had long forgotten what she wanted to say to Sherlock.

She suddenly had a bold idea: "Sir, let me tie you a little tie."

Of course Sherlock vetoed this idea, but that didn't stop Winsty from including it in his life plan.

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