Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Bookstores don’t need to be profitable, and Ai Miye doesn’t guard them every day. Now that Chris has grown up a lot, a big black back squats at the door of the bookstore every day. Not to mention passers-by, even thieves can’t help restraining their bad thoughts .

Sherlock is a golden retriever, so he will naturally protect the owner, and he and Chris have learned a lot of skills such as biting and biting, but his furry and soft face is like saying, big brother, come and touch me.

So most of the time it's Chris at the door, and Sherlock will replace it during the day, but when it gets dark, it's Chris.

Ever since Chris grew up, Ai Miye discovered that Chris is a very sullen German Shepherd. He doesn't bark, and doesn't tear up his house. He can learn many skills as soon as he learns it. He is smart and quiet, even though she is right next to his house. The bookstore he opened, if there is danger, Sherlock can rush over at any time.

But when Chris is by his side, it also gives Ai Miye a sense of security.

Occasionally, there will be a few weird customers in the bookstore. Usually, when Chris gritted his teeth, the matter would settle down.

After all, no one wants to be bitten by such a big black back.

Sometimes Sherlock would take Chris out for a walk, which was rarely the case, and every time Ai Miye had to sign an unfair clause of a large amount of land cession and compensation.

In the beginning, the clauses hadn’t come into force yet, and Ai Miye recklessly signed many unfair clauses, until she woke up and showed up in the car going to the prison, and she never asked a certain consulting detective to help her walk her dog .

On the other hand, Sherlock, he likes Sherlock very much, and every time he sees him, he will wag his tail excitedly and rush towards him, and every time at this time, Chris will sit beside him very indifferently, and even show subtle dislike, but more The time is silence.

Although it is difficult for a physical bookstore to make a profit, her bookstore is beautifully decorated, spacious, comfortable and quiet, which can be regarded as attracting many people, but not many people actually buy books.

When there are too many people, some books are difficult to put back. The first to third floors are bookstores, and the fourth floor is her lounge, which is beautifully arranged, but she has only used it a few times so far.

When there are more people, it will be very difficult for her to sort out three layers of books by herself.

Ai Miye posted a recruitment notice on the glass window, it was handwritten, the font was neat, the requirements were not many, the salary was considerable, naturally many people came.

Sherlock looked at the person with no expression on his face, and his voice quickly became low, like the timbre of a cello, gorgeous and mellow, "I have a brother who is seriously addicted to alcohol and weak in childhood..."

He paused, "Mutants have the ability to heal themselves, and have lost part of their memory."

When he said this, the visitor had already frowned, "You'd better shut up now."

Before he went on to say the threat behind him, he saw a long-haired girl coming down the stairs sleepily, looking very tired. She rubbed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice that had just woken up, "It's just two Ordinary shop assistants can read and write, why are they still not cured?"

Sherlock pursed his lips and explained, "Those who came to apply for the job only stayed for a minute and then left."

The man who came to apply raised his eyebrows, "If he continues like this, I will leave too."

The consulting detective squinted at him, but said nothing.

"Are you literate?" She looked at the applicant.

"Of course, ma'am." The man curled the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a bit of arrogance, but he carried an aura that was not easy to provoke.

This is better, and there is no need for another clerk, he alone is enough.

Originally, two clerks were recruited just in case someone found fault, but now it seems that it is enough to have one clerk who has the aura of not approaching strangers.

"Fill out the form." She took a form from the drawer of the log table and handed him a pen, "Just call me Ai Mi Ye."

The man took the paper and pen, and said, "Logan."

After writing for a while, he returned the form to her.

There was a large blank space, and Ai Miye was silent.

Really...

She pointed to the blank part of the form and told him how to fill it in. Sherlock watched from the side, his gray-blue eyes were quiet, and he sarcastically said, "The IQ of the whole street has been lowered."

Ai Miye didn't raise her head, "If you dare to drive away my only clerk in anger, you will be refused entry here."

"……childish."

Ai Miye glanced at him, and the curly-haired man shut his mouth.

Logan found it funny, but what surprised him even more was the ice crystals on Ai Miye's fingertips.

She is a mutant?

Noticing Logan's gaze, she also noticed the ice crystals appearing on her fingertips. Since recovering from a serious illness, she has lost control over her own abilities. Sometimes this happens, Unconsciously lower the temperature around you.

But it's not enough for ice crystals to appear...

It was really time for her to ask Charles for help.

Ai Miye crushed the ice crystals on her fingers, and looked at Logan silently, with obvious meaning.

Mutants are very vulnerable to differential treatment. To put it bluntly, they are discrimination and bullying, just like that time when she saved those people on the plane, but they looked at her with strange eyes just because she was a mutant.

But unexpectedly, the black-haired man did not leave, but stretched out his hand, and three sharp knives appeared at the joints, and he quickly took them back.

He made it very clear.

"You have been admitted." Ai Miye put away the form, raised the corners of her lips, and reached out to shake him.

The consulting detective on the side pursed his lips, "Is he the only one who is not good?" His knuckle fingers rubbed the edge of the phone unconsciously. He can protect her, not just her, he can protect everything she cares about.

This inexplicable emotion lasted until the next day.

When the sheriff invited him to see the crime scene, a serial murder case was actually rejected, which is not like Sherlock.

Mr. Detective did not answer his question, but stood by the glass window, looking at the bookstore next to him.

From his position, he could see the entrance of the bookstore, and Ai Miye's log table was near the entrance of the store. She sat there with her chin half propped up, flipping through the books.

It's a criminal investigation book.

The corner of his lips hooked slightly.

Until another person in the store appeared, the smile on Sherlock's lips disappeared completely.

So, Mr. Sheriff watched the well-known restrained and calm consulting detective step over the coffee table, passed him, and walked down the stairs in a few steps, heading towards the medieval retro bookstore beside him.

"..." Did she really have a girlfriend relationship?

The Single Sheriff thought enviously.