Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Ai Miye sat on the wooden chair in the front yard. The legs of the wooden chair gradually became loose due to the passage of time. As soon as she sat down, there would be the sound of branches. obvious.

So when she got up together, Sherlock, who was squatting on the ground to carefully observe the wetness of the soil, raised his head, silently staring at her with pale and calm eyes, and licked the soil at his fingertips with his bony fingers.

"Go to the village and have a look."

Her voice was very soft, and she took the initiative to explain the purpose of her trip, and then she froze for a moment, she and him had reached this level.

Because she couldn't see the date of his death, she didn't feel safe. Even if they were together, she would always be worried in her heart, so she thought that she would be safer if she gave less emotion.

But now, the connection between the two people is still tightly intertwined with each other.

She has fallen into the quagmire, and now she wants to get out, even if he is willing, she doesn't know if she can still do it.

"What are you looking at?" The curly-haired man raised his chin slightly, his expression was a little haughty, and his deep voice was mixed with a bit of vague dissatisfaction, "I can tell you anything you want to know, everything about this place , You should be very aware of my ability to process information, and it will save you more time to learn what you want to know through me, which is objectively the most efficient way to obtain information.”

"...Shameless." Ai Miye curled her lower lip, but she couldn't refute him directly, because she realized that what he said was completely correct, and his self-evaluation of herself was also true.

So, she was even more unhappy.

She graduated from Cambridge University, and she can quickly understand how Sherlock reasoned out many of his reasonings, and she is also very good at processing information. At least this makes her handle Kailin's affairs much easier than others.

She's a genius.

It's just that she lags far behind Sherlock in some areas she likes.

But she didn't come here for a vacation. If she just stayed here and did nothing, just waiting to receive the information from Sherlock, then her decision to see this world for herself would be useless.

She wondered if the world was worth her help.

There are not many people in the market, and this remote place is sparsely populated.

There are not many people, but there are many things for sale, but the smell of hay and cow dung mixed in the market is really unacceptable.

After Ai Miye's serious illness, her sense of smell was far worse than before, but after the restoration of ether particles, she was overly sensitive to smells, and such a strong smell made her frown, but she didn't make any complaints.

There were the thin voices of children hawking, the sound of wooden wheels rolling across the ground, and the sound of arguments between buyers and sellers.

The gray ground has fragmented stones, unlike the broad roads of New York. This place is remote, sparsely populated, and backward. Ai Miye was born in a world of luxury and luxury. Glamorous enough, just not as good as people of the same class.

Even later, when she lived in London, she still lived a life without worrying about money. She had never really come into contact with those who only lived to live, those who were tortured by the poverty of life.

The wind blew away the smell in the air, she stood straight, her fingers were tightly intertwined with Sherlock's, her eyes were full of desolation, there were hardly any bright colors to be seen here, except for the patches of verdant green of the trees, except for the clarity of the boundless sky Azure.

Most of the people in the market are locals, and it is rare to see foreigners come to this place a few times, especially these two beautiful and outstanding people.

Fits well.

Whether it's aura or appearance, this woman is a perfect match for the man next to her.

Ole, who was sitting in front of the store, touched his chest, his heartbeat was astonishingly fast, he had never seen such a beautiful woman, so beautiful that he wanted to hide her, so that no one would know such a beauty.

His pupils widened slightly, and he saw her walking towards him.

The snow-white skin has no blemishes, the delicate red lips are like cherry blossoms in full bloom, the eyes are as bright as stars, and they are naturally charming. Just looking at her, a strange desire will arise in my heart.

Ole was so tense that his body was a little stiff, and his eyes were fixed on her.

Ai Miye leaned slightly to help Karl pick up the animal skins and teeth scattered on the ground. Karl raised his head and wanted to thank him, but when he saw that face, he was stunned for a few seconds. Apologize for my faux pas.

"It's ok."

The beauty's voice is soft and gentle, like the sound of swallows and warblers, as if the freezing spring in early spring is slowly melting, or as if the first ray of dawn in Xia Li's morning is reflected in the green forest.

Until she left, Carl was a little dazed. He didn't know if it was love at first sight as the seniors had said in the chat, but he could never forget the woman with violet eyes.

Should have asked her name.

Carl thought angrily.

The price of animal skins will be higher this season, and after a while, the weather will be colder, and the price will be even higher, but I don't know if I can see her again at that time.

However, such a beauty should not be willing to stay in this place.

Carl arranged the animal skins and teeth, sat behind the pavement, and accidentally saw his nemesis Ole staring straight at him.

His heart skipped a beat, and he had a very bad premonition. His callused palms from hunting all year round unconsciously rubbed against the belt around his waist. There was a pocket pistol pinned to it, just in case.

Ai Miye walked around the market a few times, and got a general understanding of the economic situation here. Although she did not occupy a seat in politics, the surname Kailin allowed her to do many things. At least for now, she can still Do something for the people here with this last name.

She simply listed some plans and sent them to the talented old politicians. She was relieved after getting the other party's promise to pay her attention and focus on solving the economic development problems here. It's not that she can't do this by herself, but she is now The resources that can be used in this area are far inferior to those of professional old politicians. It may take a lot of time and energy to do it yourself, and the effect is not as obvious as that done by experts in this area.

Sherlock stopped suddenly, and Ai Miye, who was behind him, bumped into him unpreparedly, the curly-haired man reacted very quickly, turned around to support her, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

What came to her face was the cold breath on his body, but she was inexplicably relieved. Before she could raise her hand to rub her head, Sherlock covered her forehead first.

His palm is warm.

Ai Miye looked at him, a little lost in thought.

"It's just what a good partner should do." Sherlock's voice was a little uncomfortable, but his hand didn't move away.

"Is that so?" Ai Mi Ye just wanted to tease him.

Suddenly, there was a noisy heated discussion ahead.

Someone asked in shock, "Karl killed someone?"