{Fuhua}Stop it Sherlock

Only Mrs. Holmes knew about it, because the only performance was when Sherlock accidentally ate seafood risotto made by Mrs. Holmes when she was in high school, and then Sherlock felt for the first time that his endurance needed to be practiced.

"What did Mommy tell you?"

"You don't want to know." John shook his head and walked into the kitchen.Leaving Sherlock alone in the living room depressed.

Sherlock and Mycroft were called to the study by old Sherlock Holmes after finishing the clown case. Because of the important documents found in the search, Mycroft advocated returning them intact. Sherlock didn't care but was pulled over by Holmes as a helper. Old Sherlock Holmes advocated giving the Queen a copy, and then returning the copy to the nobles.As for the copy, let Sherlock make it.When Mycroft was arguing with Old Holmes, Sherlock first expressed his side with Mycroft, and then Old Holmes compromised.The two brothers, who realized something was wrong afterwards, expressed their abhorrence to their father's behavior of arguing on the surface but pretending to be ignorant.Sherlock especially felt uncomfortable because his father patted him on the head afterwards, as he had done when he was a child.

But during this period, Mrs. Holmes and John had a secret conversation. Afterwards, neither John nor Mrs. Holmes was willing to tell any Holmes what they talked about.

Sherlock took a small case. The client was a comedian. The case was that the actor's assistant disappeared. The actor thought he was dead, but the police didn't believe it.

Sherlock took a piece of John's past that he had recently studied in psychology, and then proved through deduction that the star's assistant was still with the star, but was hidden. Later, the star admitted that this was a rehearsal for a show and he needed Sherlock Help figure out what else they need to do.Solving the case in less than three hours, and getting one from pouting John, Sherlock returned to 221B in a good mood.

Then.The traces of the doors and windows being moved may be able to hide John but not Sherlock.

"John, we have a client." Pushing open the bedroom door, Sherlock looked at Irene Adler who was consciously sleeping on the bed in the bedroom.

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☆, ending, opening

"Coffee or tea?" John hung his coat on the hook, looked at Sherlock's coat next to him and grinned.

"I think, whiskey and ice." Sherlock looked at the woman who was pretending to be asleep, and then the beauty on the bed moved. "You really are the sexiest detective."

Erin was wearing Sherlock's best nightgown, and then looked at the two people in the room.

"Who is looking for you?" Sherlock put the tea brought by John in front of him naturally, as if he didn't realize that John actually poured the tea for himself. . .

Helplessly glanced at Sherlock who suddenly became childish, John sat on the chair on the other side, and did not make another cup of tea for himself.

"Those who want to kill me." Irene took a sip of whiskey and looked at the two with a clear look.

"But you're dead." John looked at the woman who was officially dead.

"But you know I'm alive." Erin got up and sat down at Sherlock's table.Sherlock frowned slightly, the woman's movements were always provocative.Although he is not interested, it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything, okay?

"Why did you kill you?" Sherlock looked at this woman who looked much weaker without makeup than with makeup. She couldn't deny that this appearance was more suitable for her current position, and she had something to ask for.Maybe let Mycroft learn it, so that next time he asks him for something, he might choose to agree.

"I want my phone, and I've already told Dr. Watson about that, so, now." Irene is bound to get it "You don't want someone to find out that my phone is with you, because, for some reason , it will bring you death."

"If the person who kills you is smart enough, he will find out that I opened a safe in a small bank a few months ago." Sherlock said nonsense with his eyes open, but he was extremely confident.

Eileen paused and smiled for a moment. "Give it to me. Otherwise you won't know what's on my phone, like, photos." Conditions met, deal done.

Sherlock threw the phone to her, and Irene unlocked the phone facing Sherlock.

"I have a photo of an email here, which is said to be able to save the world, but I don't know how to use it. Then, can Mr. Holmes help me?" Irene opened a photo, which was the one that was found to be the most threatening to action. A "I hired the best code breaker in the whole of England and I couldn't decipher the message on it, even though he was hung upside down. So, see if you can please girls?"

After finishing speaking, Irene turned to John, "Maybe you can try it. I heard that Mr. Holmes likes to flog corpses?"

"Yes, I was lucky enough to watch it once. If he has a plan next time, I will definitely invite you to participate. For example, you can discuss the whipping method." John nodded. To be honest, he did see Sherlock whipping the corpse once, or , I have seen the follow-up,,, because after the first meeting, John clearly saw the departed Sherlock take back the horsewhip in the dissection room. . .

"What can we discuss if the purpose is different?" Sherlock looked at the two people who had a weird conversation, and he only understood the literal meaning.

"Hahaha" Irene raised her head, nodded provocatively on Sherlock's chin and then looked at John with a look of fun.

"If all the assumptions are correct, then there will be a 747 flying from Hidro Airport to Baltimore. Given the urgency of the time, it can be assumed that it will be tomorrow, but to be more specific requires an accurate flight schedule, John, don't look at it that way. Me, my brain loaded with a map of London can’t be loaded with flight schedules that are delayed or canceled from time to time, these uncertain data are of no use in solving the case, so check it out if it’s convenient.” Sherlock returned the phone to Irene and got up , "If you want to compliment me, use some words that John didn't use. You can exclude the English dictionary."

"I think, before John Watson disappears, I will only be interested in women." Irene instantly turned into a sad face.

"Maybe you can consider John's sister, of course, non-professional." Sherlock nodded, then looked at John with a cute smile.

"Oh?" Irene turned her head, John's sister, what?Is sexual orientation genetic?

"I don't think she will mind your professional methods. She needs a girlfriend who can beat her to prove how good her ex-girlfriend is." John thought seriously, ignoring Sherlock.Irene got the answer she wanted, and sure enough, they are all people who follow their heart.

"Maybe some people's information is inaccurate." Irene put the phone back in her pocket with a look of fun.Maybe consider teaming up with the more interesting Sherlock Holmes brothers.

"Flight," Sherlock pointed to John's computer.

"It's been checked." Not everyone has to concentrate on talking with Irene so as not to be tricked into getting useful information. John turned over the computer, and the flight schedule was clearly displayed on it.

"So, the problem is solved, but I'm still curious about what's in your phone that made you do everything possible to seek asylum and even cooperate with multiple countries. You must know that you have at least provoked the British government." Sherlock nodded his fingers, and his fingers touched each other. .Sitting on the sofa against the backlight, his appearance was indistinct.

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"If Mycroft calls within 5 minutes, I won't answer." Sherlock looked at Irene's whereabouts and sighed at his nightgown. "I think I need to get another one, the tan one has a ripped pocket."

"To be honest, you are a silk lover." John shook his head, except for the so-called second-best nightgown, most of Sherlock's nightgowns were made of silk.

"..." Sherlock pursed his lips, and John looked more and more like his mother. . . .

"It's useless to deflate your mouth." John looked at the standard grievance expression inherited from Mrs. Holmes. The two Holmes brothers knew it from childhood to adulthood, and they could always get what they wanted with this expression.

"I have no doubt that Mom told you all my little tricks." Sherlock finally came to a conclusion. It has to be said that John has gotten to know him more and more recently, and of course it has become more and more difficult to achieve his goal.

"You can continue to guess," John blinked, "maybe there are more things you can't think of."

Sherlock turned and went back to the room when the phone rang. John looked at his long-lasting BlackBerry and went downstairs with his computer in his arms.Mrs. Hudson may have baked new cookies.

In the M15 office, McCoff, who made two phone calls and was not answered, smiled in the office, and then laughed out of shape until his teeth hurt. A female secretary in the office looked up at the abnormal BOSS, and sent a text message to Sherlock. , 'Your brother laughed until his teeth ached in the office. 'There are times when it is necessary to plant a spy beside the enemy, such as now.

At night, Sherlock gritted his teeth looking at the text messages on his phone, hum, my teeth are healthier than his.

The Coventry project is about to come to an end, Sherlock went to help McCoff perform the last scene, and then the curtain has already opened.

On the empty plane, Sherlock and Irene confront each other.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Holmes." Irene looked behind Sherlock, maybe there were some things she didn't expect, but it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"You don't have to apologize," Sherlock said sideways, this woman, surprisingly confident.

"At least not to me." Mycroft came forward, Sherlock glared at McCoff pretending not to know, but in fact he just took the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction with McCoff's toothache from laughing.

"Who is that for?" Irene could already see that something was wrong.

"Moriarty."

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☆、Irene exits

A scene that normal people would never think of appears in the living room on the second floor of 221B. In front of the fireplace are the Holmes brothers, facing Irene Adler, John next to Sherlock, and Mrs. Hudson sitting on the sidelines watching the play.

"The world is unpredictable, isn't it?" The official opening talk is definitely McCoff.

"That's why it's full of excitement. I like this kind of game, and I hope I can play it for a long time." Irene picked up the phone in front of her. "This is my life-saving thing, and it's also the biggest mistake I made."

"You shouldn't do whatever you want, in fact, you can,"

"It's too late to say this now, little Mr. Holmes, Sherlock," Irene pursed her lips, "The only thing I didn't expect was the child's change in a family, and even, let Iceman go to his brother's house for Christmas together."

"And I didn't expect," Erin turned to Sherlock, "you are still a Virgin~"

"What's the connection?" Sherlock turned his head away from the flames in the fireplace. Tomorrow a plane full of dead people will explode, and the terrorists will not know what went wrong with their plan. Only Moriah will know. Dee, Sherlock was now wondering if Moriarty was going to get in big trouble or get them in big trouble.

"How did you communicate with him?" Irene looked at John helplessly.

"As long as it doesn't get involved, he can still understand." Mrs. Hudson added the knife when John smiled.Mycroft smirked again.

"Your toothache is healed?" Seeing Mycroft, Sherlock remembered that he had a toothache from laughing just because the subordinates who watched his younger brother found a woman in Sherlock's nightgown who fell out of the window, although this No one noticed when the woman went in but it didn't detract from the drama of the incident for London's number one Virgin.

Mycroft was blocked successfully, and then lowered his head to drink tea. This time is not suitable to provoke Sherlock, because John will not help.

Irene watched the interaction of the Holmes brothers, thinking, perhaps, it would be more interesting to cooperate with the brothers.

Mrs. Hudson refilled the tea, and handed some baked cookies to Irene, "Try it, you will like it." Mrs. Hudson's cookies can be said to be a famous refreshment on Baker Street, and there are even cafes The boss came to ask for advice on the formula.

Erin picked up a piece and ate it, "I don't think I can do without this taste~"

The corner of Mycroft's mouth hooked slightly, and he got what he wanted.Sherlock frowned, boring politics.

The next day, news came that the flight had exploded and that a terrorist group had claimed responsibility for the incident, and that Irene Adler had been sent to the United States to participate in the witness protection program.

"Aren't you worried about her being killed?" John looked at Sherlock who was smiling after reading the text message.

"I'm only worried about whether Mycroft will kill his dentist." Putting down the phone, Sherlock turned on the computer and looked at the Weibo just updated by John, the scandal.

Sherlock browsed the comments, since the last program's weaknesses were exposed, Sherlock was particularly concerned about the content of the comments.Then I found some very strange things. For example, someone asked John if he was affected, and John replied with a series of ellipses.What's the meaning?For another example, John's sister asked John to provide a list of Irene's clients, from which she might be able to find out her next girlfriend. John's reply was to remarry.Sherlock smiled, and then saw Mrs. Holmes' reply "Sherl is about to catch a cold, stop him and keep him healthy." John replied "OK." Sherlock looked curiously at John who was concentrating on playing with the computer. How to stop his annual cold?

Why is it once a year? The reason is very simple. After the Christmas holiday, there is an annual spring physical examination, and every citizen must participate. People like Sherlock who have been eating abnormally, resting abnormally, and living abnormally for a long time It will be judged as sub-healthy, so Sherlock will be proved unsuitable for too much work by the official and unofficial two groups.

Losing the case will cost me my health, which is the cry of Sherlock who can only turn to his inner monologue after countless protests to be invalid.So, Sherlock came up with a way to get typhoid fever before the spring physical examination, and clever calculations can make the medicines and nutrients in the body, especially the state, reach normal during the physical examination.That is the state of health.

This is why Mrs. Holmes has taken care of the doctor to carefully examine Sherlock's body for many years, but she has never found the root of the problem. Even, no matter what, Sherlock will always catch himself a cold at the right time.Also helpless about this is McCoff. Once, McCoff even found someone to watch Sherlock 24 hours a day, but he still let him have a fever and catch a cold because of eating inappropriate things.Afterwards, Sherlock said that it can be easily done with a little heat and no attention to heat preservation.For this, knowledge of chemistry and biology will suffice.

When Mycroft gritted his teeth, he received a call from Mrs. Holmes expressing dissatisfaction with Sherlock's normal physical examination again. At that time, he really wanted to try Sherlock's method. Unfortunately, the precise life made it difficult for McCoff to get sick. He is really health.Any method that can defeat Sherlock's immune system is useless to him.Sherlock said without hesitation that this is why he would rather wear a trench coat all year round, it is too easy to catch a cold.

As for what trick John will use, Sherlock expressed his curiosity.But still not considered effective.

A week later, Sherlock felt that it was not easy for him to catch a cold this year. Mycroft had already guarded against the tricks of adding and removing clothes. Banned by John, too, and even the Barts medical school was bought off from giving Sherlock any medicine, anything.

As for what kind of tricks John would use, which made Sherlock always curious, John said, let him keep on guard. John didn't plan to use any tricks at all. He was a doctor himself. I have been dissatisfied for a long time, but based on Sherlock's daily performance of relying on cases to replenish energy and being able to jump up and down for five blocks, accurately hitting human bones into the desired shape, etc., Sherlock is not healthy at all. The problem is that the data and senses are obviously different. Sherlock who encountered the case seemed to have taken a stimulant, but when there was no case, John had to admit that the health of this roommate and lover really made his advocating Healthy doctors are not very acceptable.

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☆, a subversive day

When Sherlock was about to realize his plan for catching a cold, John started his actions in a timely manner. First, he had to prepare a healthy diet no matter what Sherlock asked for, and then he had to wear appropriate clothes when going out. In fact, McCoff did everything Yes, but not as effective as John's.At least, Sherlock didn't listen to him.

Three days later, the best period of catching a cold was over. Sherlock looked at the relieved people around him, and John, who was obviously not slack, expressed his surrender. It was not easy for Sherlock, who had too much experience in the past, to gain trust.Sherlock looked at John who was still persistent and expressed helplessness.

The medical examination is over, and everyone is over the annual torture, but Sherlock feels that everything has just begun.The day after the results came out, Sherlock was called to Holmes' old house.

Mrs. Holmes held Sherlock's medical report in her hand and looked at John on the side. "Pleasant cooperation."

"My pleasure."

"I've seen through your conspiracy." Sherlock pushed the door open and hung his coat on the hook at the door. "Congratulations, Sherlock." Mrs. Holmes held the report in her hand.

"Everything is fine,,, congratulations? Congratulations, I finally fell into the situation where I can't find a job?"

"Congratulations on your medical report, everything is normal." John drank tea and smiled.

Sherlock looked at his mother in disbelief.

"Perhaps in the future you will prefer John's way to preserve your health. If I know that you use a cold to complete the medical examination, your license will be revoked." Mrs. Holmes nodded the teacup in front of her. Earl Gray tea was accompanied by the aroma of sugar cubes.

"I'm the only consulting detective, who will issue me a license?" Sherlock waved his hand indifferently.

"I mean your violinist, forensic assistant, laboratory teaching assistant, driver's license, and all the documents you need to investigate the case will be wiped out." Mrs. Holmes lightly aroused Sherlock.

"You don't have the right to do that." Sherlock came back to his senses, but it only took a moment.Mrs. Holmes does not have a clear position, nor does she have any formal work. She only worked as a visiting professor in the Department of Mathematics at Oxford University, and she did not do much after Sherlock graduated. None were admitted.The Holmes family has extremely strict requirements on geniuses.

"As your mother, in fact, I have." Although Sherlock's habitual divergence of thinking can always solve difficult cases, he often ignores the simplest facts, such as the name of the family member left behind by the deceased. .Of course, this has not yet appeared in the case Sherlock encountered.

"Okay, you win." Sherlock knew that he would never be able to say his mother, just like when his mother was on his side to help him deal with Mycroft when he was a child, don't persuade or compromise it will always be Mycroft Same, except for one time.

"Okay, come and help me with some physical work. Your father is not here, so let's clean up his old warehouse." Mrs. Holmes was delighted to see Sherlock's frowning and unwilling expression of grievance.

"John, you come too." What surprised Mrs. Holmes was that this time Sherlock didn't protest by withdrawing from the sofa, but stood up quickly after calming down his expression, even though he called John.

Sherlock looked at his mother's expression, turned his head and raised his lips, and then looked at Mrs. Holmes with a serious face again.John looked up, what is this guy trying to do?Sherlock blinked, asking for your help.

"John, come together. His father has quite a lot of old collections. We need to clear out some things that are really not needed." Mrs. Holmes walked over as she spoke.In fact, Mr. Holmes' warehouse is just a room in the house. Every time the room is full, Mrs. Holmes will tidy up the things and put the useful ones in another room, and put the useless ones in the real warehouse.

When Sherlock and John walked into the room, they saw that the whole room was full of various miscellaneous things. The bookcase that took up the largest area was a whole bookcase. There were not only books on the bookcase, but also all kinds of things that Mr. Holmes left from hunting in his early years. Skull specimens, yes, not whole heads, but skulls.An assortment of animals, Sherlock loved talking to his father's skull friend as a child.John instantly understood Mr. Sherlock's skull. Sure enough, there was a genetic effect here.

Mrs. Holmes started tidying up, and John naturally walked over to help, Sherlock turned to look at the two people who were busy, and made a choice between sitting here and reading a few books or reading those books downstairs, and then went upstairs with John The absolute advantage here defeated the tea and sunshine downstairs, Sherlock went to the bookshelf to get a few books, then sat down on the old-fashioned wicker chair on the other side, and began to read.Half an hour later, Sherlock calmly said to his mother standing in front of him, "I think this book is still useful for Dad, you can keep it, and I will read the next one." Mrs. Holmes held Sherlock's ear, Carrying it to John, "He can't have anything in his hand except the box." After speaking, Mrs. Holmes turned around and cleaned up the documents and files on the other side.

Sherlock looked at the cardboard box John handed over, pursed his mouth, John shook his head, and then put the cardboard box next to Sherlock.When the cartons accumulated to five, Sherlock knew that it was impossible for John to change his mind, so he picked up the top three and walked to another room, which was actually the previous warehouse.After Sherlock started working, Mrs. Holmes's tidying speed instantly accelerated a lot. At least, every time Sherlock returned to this room, there were always three boxes waiting for him.Sherlock begins to wonder if his mother did it on purpose.

Two hours later, seeing more than half of the warehouse emptied, Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his mother's memory allowed them to easily distinguish whether these things were kept before or newly added, and whether they still had use.For example, the case materials of certain time periods were originally deliberately ignored, but old Sherlock Holmes always has some backups here.

Sherlock only noticed this, he never looked at anything else.John watched Mrs. Holmes quickly sort the messy things in the warehouse and put him in boxes one by one. He felt that this was a completely different concept from when he was a child and his sister helped his parents tidy up the attic.

Sherlock took John away after watching his mother finish the final cleaning, even ignoring the voice of Mrs. Holmes wanting to keep them for dinner.

Back at 221B, Sherlock saw Mrs. Hudson cleaning up the house, then turned around and took John to Angelo's small restaurant.Should be able to get a late afternoon tea there.

When they walked to Angelo's restaurant, they saw the British government enjoying cheesecake inside.

"Aha, here you are. I ordered black coffee and egg rolls for you. I believe you missed your lunch again because of Sherlock's capriciousness." Mycroft pointed to his iconic black umbrella and pointed to the opposite side. seat, the last sentence was addressed to John.

"Obviously." John shrugged and sat opposite Mycroft, where Sherlock could avoid facing McCoff directly, otherwise.John didn't want to start a war on the way home.

"Why are you here instead of your office?" Sherlock curled his lips in disapproval.

"I thought you would enjoy the environment and treatment here. To be honest, even I rarely get free meals." McCoff didn't answer clearly.

"Maybe it's because everyone around you wants you to lose weight." Sherlock took the coffee from the waiter and drank the hot drink. Sherlock felt much more comfortable.

"What is it that made you appear here?"

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☆, Moriarty was arrested?

Mycroft turned the handle of the umbrella, "We detected traces of Moriarty, and arrested him." Sherlock raised his eyes and made a clear meaning, this is impossible, how could you catch Moriarty Tee!

"In fact, we have tested the sweat DNA to prove that he is indeed Moriarty himself. If, as you said, his true self appeared next to the swimming pool." McCoff seemed unwilling to say anything. These words, "I can't be sure of his purpose, so I hope you can help us make sure that in all the recent cases that come to you, you have to prove that there is no Moriarty behind it."

"I never take boring cases," Sherlock said, leaning back in the seat, in a defensive state.Mycroft knew that Sherlock would pay attention as he said.At least the ones that weren't immediately obvious that Moriarty wasn't involved.McCoff breathed a sigh of relief. The commonality between his brother and Moriarty was miraculously reflected in various aspects. It is reported that Moriarty's assistant, Moran, is also a retired sharpshooter.

"Information" Sherlock stretched out his hand, and John looked up at this guy who didn't have a decline in IQ. He thought he had to ask for the information this time.

"What information?" Mycroft pretended to be stupid.

"It seems that your IQ has really been absorbed by fat. I doubt whether you can judge cases without leaving your home." Sherlock did not disappoint John, or he would return to a kind of mentality when he saw McCoff. childhood pattern.

"What we have at hand is no less than what you have." Mycroft was in a dilemma. Not only were these materials classified, but some things were not suitable for Sherlock to know.

"Two choices, one, give it to me, and two, your computer will be hacked in a few hours." Sherlock, as a nerd who doesn't leave home, is still very good at hacking, at least he can make the communication satellite work for him .

"I got someone to modify the firewall."

"Irene Adler? Her methods may be better than yours, but are you sure you can trust her not to set the password to triple, or are you sure she won't tell me?" Sherlock smiled, satisfied I saw John's dissatisfied pout.The mood instantly became happier. He didn't even know the purpose of what he said, but he knew it after seeing John's reaction.

"Sherlock, you will really become a bad man that is generally considered to be like this." Mycroft looked at the somewhat complacent Sherlock. Sometimes he really couldn't understand why Sherlock obviously didn't like those women, but there were always people who were willing. Follow his train of thought and even be dazzled.Fortunately, even when Sherlock was at his most depraved, there was no chance of getting him a nephew.

"Mum said," Sherlock stopped suddenly, and that uncontrollable feeling came back again, like a wave hitting a rock, and maybe one day the wave will finally knock the rock down.Perhaps, no.

"I don't want to hear what my mother said. If you insist on hacking my computer, I'll raise the surveillance level on Baker Street to level two." Mycroft took a sip of his espresso, which he always liked with milk, Silky foam with great taste.

"Your surveillance level on Baker Street has long been level two." Sherlock waved his hand. As a good spy, Ansiya would tell him these innocuous little information in exchange for his brother's funny stories or little habits.

"..." Mycroft looked at his younger brother, speechless for a while.

"Okay, gentlemen, let's end this game." John looked at the game, and the two brothers who stared at the game clearly could reach an agreement.Knowing that the information was impossible to obtain, Sherlock lost the patience to continue, picked up his coat, and pulled John out of the restaurant.Moriarty is a dangerous person, and if something involves him, it will become a problem. In fact, Sherlock already knows that the mistake he made last time was to ignore some seemingly normal and boring things.So this time, if there is a connection, Sherlock knows, he will definitely notice this time!

Not all cases are as interesting as fighting wits with Moriarty. In the following time, Sherlock listened to every case, no matter how boring the case was, this really set his record. Even Mrs. Hudson was curious, How Sherlock did it.A week later, John discovered the truth. Sherlock can never be expected to come together with the general public. Sherlock summed up the common points of all the cases and then selected the suspicious options, summarized the final answers, and then put the scoring system On top of that, a keyword software was added, and then, all cases were automatically divided, and all suspicious cases were collected, and Sherlock solved them centrally.So, two weeks later, Sherlock returned to boredom again.

Sherlock's actions didn't arouse Mycroft's dissatisfaction, and in fact he didn't necessarily have time to pay attention to his brother.The last terrorist organization started the next action plan. Correspondingly, the last success made them overjoyed. The countermeasure this time is to annihilate the entire organization.That's why McCoff rarely left the office to let Sherlock work on Moriarty's case before officially starting the operation.

Sherlock, who had been bored for nearly a month, was discovered by John who came back early while smoking, so he started his smoking cessation career even more tragically. Under John's eyes, Sherlock reluctantly issued a notice to the surrounding shops, so that they could not buy Give yourself any cigarettes.Sherlock felt warm surrounded by the teasing eyes of the shopkeepers.

John searched for the cigarettes that Sherlock hid in 221B, and even found his backup hidden in the slipper. John took the slipper and asked Sherlock what he thought of.Sherlock pointed at the strings of the violin, "I thought you wouldn't find this."

"Actually, I'm more curious about how you keep smoking the cigarettes here." John threw away the cigarettes in front of Sherlock, ignoring the expressionless face that kept its eyes on this side.

John's role is especially evident when Sherlock is starting to show agitation because he has completely quit smoking, for example, now.

"Sherl.~" John tried to ignore the large koala hanging behind him.Sherlock smiled silently, then hugged him tighter.Sherlock likes the feeling when he hugs John, just like the comfort of being immersed in the soft bedding when he was a child, but this is more obvious. The muscles on John's body are flexible and elastic, which are completely out of proportion to strength and physical health. It feels very comfortable for Sherlock.

"Charlotte