[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

An hour later, Miss Winslace was taken to Scotland Yard for questioning, and admitted that she had hired an old Argentinian to make such a fake.She tried to use the painting to pay her debts, but didn't know how to convince everyone that it was real; Moriarty helped her a lot in this regard.

"It sounds like he helps people do all kinds of things." When Sherlock said this, he was lying on the couch in the living room of 221B, with his eyes closed and his hands folded. "For example, how to smuggle out of the UK and get paid by the insurance company at the same time? Or, how to help my lover get rid of his annoying sister?"

John just came back from the dead security guard's house, and when he heard this, he looked puzzled: "What good does he do?"

"He doesn't want anything in return, that's what he likes." Wei Yang answered him dryly. "Stimulation, a way out of a boring life, ordinary people, things like that."

Hearing what he said, John couldn't help but look at the wall painted with a strange yellow paint circle, and there were many gun holes left by Sherlock on it. "He sounds a bit like Sherlock," he remarked pertinently, "but I can't stand the way he's behaving."

"Thank you for accepting my many eccentricities, John. But if Donovan heard you say that, she will tell you with certainty that I am not one step away from that dangerous edge." Sherlock said, still Close your eyes.

"This joke is not funny, Sherlock." Wei Yang gave him a sideways look. "I'm sure you won't, never will." He could swear by putting his hand on every version of "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" he had read!

Sherlock's eyes moved under his eyelids, but he didn't answer directly. "Speaking of which, I don't know yet, so you also have research on stars?"

John couldn't help laughing. "Every normal person knows about the solar system, Sherlock."

It was a great help, Wei Yang silently gave the military doctor 32 likes in his heart.Sherlock didn't know the original owner before, and trying to cover up the past was easier than Moriarty's side. "John's right, I enjoy the starry sky occasionally." He put on a show.

"With girls?" Sherlock made a small hum from his nose, as if dissatisfied.

"What else?" John asked. "Don't tell me, you two used to go to the stars together?" Then he explained to Wei Yang: "I don't mean you are not interested."

"I understand." Wei Yang replied meaningfully.Who can imagine Sherlock holding hands with another person to go to the stars?

Sherlock finally couldn't help opening his eyes, and stared at them one by one. "Forget about John, Yang, you..."

"What about me?" Wei Yang smiled.He had already made up his mind that if Sherlock dared to repeat the comment he made when they first met, he would really roll up his sleeves and beat him up.Anyway, he stayed in China for three months. During this period, he could not go out of the gate twice. He spent all his time practicing martial arts and marksmanship, which happened to be an actual combat.

Sherlock seemed to see the intention behind his smile, and muttered something in a low voice, but Wei Yang didn't hear clearly.Then he cleared his throat and said, "At least you haven't denied the possibility that you like men."

What kind of stupid answer is this?Wei Yang and John looked at each other.But Sherlock obviously didn't intend to explain, he turned back and started to cosplay the lying Avalokitesvara, just barely crossing his legs.

But this is actually not wrong.Wei Yang thought about his three-dimensional relaxed environment, and felt that there was really no need to waste his words on this aspect. "Five chimes, and the last one hasn't happened yet." He said while paying attention to Sherlock's expression, "Can you really sleep?"

"I'm waiting for him to text."

"And the one from Mycroft..." Wei Yang reminded him again.

"I know, I'll go out and get the memory stick in a minute."

Hearing this, John's eyes widened in surprise. "I thought you hadn't…"

"Just kidding, John, do you think I'm going to give up this case because I'm angry with my brother?" Sherlock interrupted him bluntly, looking like an old god.

"Very good, then I'll go back first." Wei Yang made some calculations in his heart, stood up decisively and said goodbye.

It was only after the sound of closing the door downstairs that John said what he had been holding back just now: "You shouldn't say that kind of thing in front of Yang, even if he didn't show he cared."

"Which sentence? 'At least you didn't deny the possibility of you liking a man'?" Sherlock asked calmly.

"Look, you know it's not appropriate!" John felt that he would be pissed off by this guy one day. "Isn't he your boyfriend?"

"Don't worry, it's not that he doesn't care, he really doesn't care." Sherlock opened his eyes, turned over from the sofa, walked to the window, and lifted a small gap in the curtain slightly.Wei Yang was crossing the road, exactly the same as when he usually came home.Sherlock didn't put down the curtains until the lights came on on the fourth floor.

"It's been really hard for you to talk about this relationship." John watched his performance the whole time, and couldn't help but draw a conclusion.

Sherlock didn't answer, and picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair. "Now let's go and solve that 'national case'."

At this time, Wei Yang closed the door and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.The bell rang twice, then connected.

"Surprise, I thought you'd never call me." It was Mycroft's voice.

Wei Yang put his phone on the side of his head and changed his shoes at the entrance. "I'm not Sherlock. Just to remind you, it's better to send someone to watch your brother today."

"What?" Mycroft's voice sounded deliberate. "He found the memory stick?"

"Not yet, but I think it will be soon." Wei Yang put on his slippers, finally freed his hand to hold the phone, and went straight to the window. "And I guess he won't give it to you honestly."

"Oh?" Mycroft drew it out this time, though he still wasn't surprised.

At this time, Wei Yang had already opened the leaves of the blinds. "You know what he's going to do with that, don't you?" He peered across the street through the crack. "By the way, I think your case is the last one to be solved in the kidnapping case."

"So you called me?"

"Almost," Wei Yang saw the door of 221B open, and the detective and the military doctor came out one after the other, "I don't think you really want to see Sherlock exposed to a sniper's scope, do you?"

There was a sound of pressing keys, it seemed that Mycroft had already notified him in this way. "You sound quite experienced."

Wei Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Unfortunately, it is."

"Then who do you think is the last hostage?" Mycroft seemed to suddenly have a strong interest in Sherlock's little case that he had always despised.

"I think..." Wei Yang watched the two people below get into the taxi, and called out the flickering favorability system.The stats of Sherlock and Mycroft have not changed, but Moriarty has changed from one star to three stars. "There is no fifth hostage." He smiled.