[comprehensive] nowhere to escape

Of course anxiety is relative.

The man in the woolen coat and the little man walked around outside the FBI building until it was light. He saw someone entering the building, so he took off the hat on his head, patted it, put it back on, and then, Holding his breath, he rushed into the building.

"Sherlock!" The little man yelled his name and rushed in.

He rushed into the building, and within a few steps, the woolen coat called Sherlock raised his hand under the guns of everyone.

He still behaves elegantly at this moment, of course, the nervous atmosphere still lingers, that kind of embarrassing expression that makes people want to kick him when they look at it, as if being pointed at with a gun is the correctness that he has already calculated The answer is the same.

He put his hands on his head, took off the hat on his head, and threw it into the hands of the little man—no, it’s not called throwing, he let go of his hands lightly, and the hat fell into the little man’s hands hands.

"Hey, I'm here to find someone, I don't want to conflict with you." The man showed his curly hair, "You, I say you, sir, it's really rare that you can still leave the house this morning, Who did you watch after your baby spit up?"

The FBI who was facing him stepped back a little, and then said in a clear but helpless tone: "It's not the child, it's my mother, she has Lou Gehrig's disease..."

bang.

Everyone could almost see that the expression of the tall man with curly hair was cracking.

Just when he was about to crack himself into powder, Hodge came over and said, "Sherlock Holmes, I have known you for a long time."

When Raven and Rhett arrived at the FBI building at 08:30, they heard someone talking about two men from England, one named Sherlock Holmes and the other named John Watson.

the two names.

"Aren't you kidding?" Raven stared at the agent who told him about it, "Brother, today is not April Fool's Day!"

"Hey! Dude, can I make fun of the real thing? Or do you think I am a joker?" The person who talked to Raven and the others was the agent who talked to the curly man in the morning, his mother He did suffer from Lou Gehrig's disease." Seriously, Hodge is really good. He asked me to approach that Sherlock Holmes and leave the milk stains my mother got on in the morning. Don't change the shirt—you know, My wife just divorced me... Aha, what a failure!"

"Uh...George, it's not your life right now, it's yours..." Rhett stretched out his hand to make a gesture of quotation marks, "A sudden incident in the morning."

"Yeah, sudden incident—my shirt wasn't ironed, and that's what happened to my coat... As you know, my wife divorced me because of my mother's illness, but I can't leave her alone... I mean, she's my mother! So I've been really neglected... I mean, my clothes, pants, shoes, socks...everything is terrible! That curly-haired Sherlock Holmes saw it, he saw me Divorced, with a crying baby... Aha, but he was wrong, I sent the baby to Hodge's last night and asked Hailey to take care of it all night, so, the stains on me are from taking care of my old man. Mom left it! He guessed wrong!"

Wrong guess... But basically there is nothing wrong, it's just that George's situation is too special.

But... what is there to show off!

Rhett pursed his lips, and reached out to take the coffee with double milk that Raven handed him.

Of course, Rhett admired George very much.George's mother is a patient of Lou Gehrig's disease. Lou Gehrig's disease is called Lou Gehrig's disease in the United States, but there are different names in other countries. However, with this disease, basically no one can live a smooth and comfortable life. , because it is difficult for them to move, and they can't even breathe on their own-it is also known as ALS.

As an irreversible disease, George, like Rhett, has a seriously ill mother, but Rhett's mother Diana can still take care of herself, as long as she takes her medicine on time.But George's mother couldn't.

Because of this, in the early stage of George's mother's illness, Rhett helped him with a lot of precautions. Basically, he was considered a half-expert. It was also suggested by Rhett. He took care of his mother at home and hired professionals to help. There was even an order for ventilators.

Telling George something about the curly-haired man upstairs, George, who was always optimistic, slapped his forehead again and laughed loudly: "By the way, you must be careful when you go up, and be mentally prepared!"

"What?" Reid took a sip of coffee and refreshed himself.

"Of course it's because of the curly hair—I mean the super fast talking curly hair, his face is too long, and his companion is too small, the two of them standing together... ahahahahahahahaha, just Standing with the Simpsons and SpongeBob SquarePants!"

Oh my gosh!

Although he was vaccinated, when he saw the real person, Raven felt that George was definitely wrong—it wasn't the mother of the Simpson family at all, because the mother's face was not that long!

"Hey!" The long-faced curly hair came over, "You! And you! You two came together, oh, it's rare."

"But it's not uncommon," Raven retorted. "And don't you think you should introduce yourself?"

"Uh...Hi!" The small man next to him waved, "Hello, my name is John Watson, I... I was dragged here by him." He pointed to the long curly face, "Are you ..."

"Dr. Rhett." Raven pointed to Rhett, then pointed to himself, "Raven Whitewolf, consultant."

"Oh, it's really unusual." The long-faced curly hair walked up to Raven and looked up and down—he was really bending over and looking up and down, as if he was bowing to Raven, but from Rhett's point of view, He was like Ravan sniffing... smells?

After about a dozen seconds, he finished sniffing, turned around and returned to the position just now, without missing a single step: "It's really hard to see that neither of you has any obvious characteristics of being gay, but you are actually gay! Aha, I'm going to note that there is a sexual orientation that should be called-intuitive gay!"

Rhett decided to learn from George and mock him.

"Hmm." The long-faced curly hair found something wrong again, and seemed very happy, "Do you still have a dog?"

"No," retorted Rhett. "We don't have dogs."

The fact of owning a dog is horrible and Rhett will never let it happen, especially after Raven turned into a wolf cub last night...he will never have a dog that grows fast , and then come to take away his benefits, absolutely not—NO!

In fact, the soft and cute little wolf cubs are no different from puppies. They can grunt when they rub their stomachs, and stick out their tongues to lick people.

"Oh!" The long-faced curly hair tightened his chin, pressed his chin to his neck, and made a head-on blow to his appearance, reducing blood by 3 points, "You two won't still play with dogs [-]some?!"

"Sherlock!" John Watson really couldn't take it anymore - even if people really played it, it has nothing to do with him, he can't talk so loudly!

Of course you can't have such a big mouth!

Rhett said dryly: "I repeat, we don't have a dog in our family. If you find any remaining hair on my clothes, then I can tell you that it is on the decorations we got from the reserve." The hair is on my body, and I don’t think my privacy has anything to do with you, if you talk like this again, I will sue you for violating human rights.”

The long face with curly hair was taken aback.

"What he said is true. He has read several codes, including the laws of England, and he can recite them." Raven said regretfully to the long-faced curly hair, "Actually, I think you have been so unscrupulous all the time. Private because you haven't been poked in the foot, sir, or...Mr. Holmes? You haven't been poked because you've always acted like you knew everything, and you did You’re right, it puts pressure on other people, and they’re in shock and stress, and they don’t think of suing you—but we’re also studying law and psychology, right?”

"Aha, so your chief got someone to twist my vision early in the morning?"

"Or it's not distorted vision!" Raven rolled his mouth and took out a box of milk from his backpack.

He broke off the straw that came with the milk, tore off the plastic bag, bit the end of the round mouth, and then inserted it into the milk box to start sucking.

Drinking milk is really a technical job.

Long face and curly hair, that is Sherlock Holmes - Raven is sure that he is not the British gentleman Holmes described in the book he has read, although... well, although the original Holmes is not very gentleman, but he is definitely not a big mouth!

Mr. Holmes with a big mouth looked frustrated.

He had always been arrogant, at least... no one said that he was wrong in person like this - oh no, he turned his head and saw John next to him, and then lost all momentum in an instant.

Of course, lack of momentum is not terrible, what is terrible is that he actually realized his mistake!

This is simply intolerable!

Holmes stood up, raised his chin, and asked in an angry gesture: "Then, who was the last person who came into contact with Miss Jeanne Gregorson last night?"

"Interrogation room?" Rhett said.

"No! I mean in her room—whoever got to her last!"

"Isn't her name Jeanna Grayson?" Garcia, who was walking in with the documents, heard the news, and immediately ran over, her chubby legs were running fast at the moment, "Isn't it Grayson?! "

"It's Grayson, but that's just her registered name, and her real name is Gregorson."

The information bag in Garcia's hand fell to the floor with a thud, and she stood there, looking at Emily standing on the stairs in the office who was just about to enter the conference room, and Emily was the same , she stood there like a fool, looking at the face of Sherlock Holmes.

"Holmes..." Emily said as she walked down the steps, "Mycroft-Holmes' younger brother, Sherlock...I've heard of you, the whole of Scotland Yard knows, you...you're not doing business younger brother?"