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1.1SherlockHolmes最新更新:2014-06-0714:27:00

·This story is purely fictitious·

【Important people in the case】

Alexis Lee (AlexisLee) - tourist, lover of the Duke.

Alsaiga Quinn (ArlesSegaQueen) - Duke, Alexis' lover.

Daniel Hakim - Bennett's older brother.

Bennett Hakim - Daniel's younger brother.

Zebulon Bloomfield (Zebulon Bloomfield) - detective.

Eleanor EiderJames - Daniel's fiancée.

Eve Darcy (Eve Darcy) - butler.

Uhtred Boozwick (OutreachBoozVIC) - Daniel's best friend.

Lina Hakim - mother of the brothers.

George Hakim - father of the brothers.

[1.1 Sherlock Holmes]

It was mid-September at this time, and the weather in the UK had already entered a cool autumn.

I am a person who loves to travel.In fact, not long ago I just came back from Jordan, a mysterious and beautiful country. Compared with London, the weather there is so far away that when I got out of Heathrow Airport, I couldn't help calling Several loud sneezes.

The ghost city of London, since the smog was rectified, has been falling into the constant reciprocation of rain. Holding the curved umbrella handle in my right hand, I walked slowly under the continuous eaves, feeling a rare sense of powerlessness.To be honest, even though I grew up in London, I would never get used to such horrible weather.

Just passing by a Starbucks where the business was quiet, the phone in my pocket rang. It was a ridiculous Englishman in New York. I knew that there was only one person who could call me at this time, so I picked up the phone without even looking at the screen. Telephone.

"Alex." Before I could speak, the voice could not wait to speak.

"Yes, I'm back." I looked at the rain that was falling outside the eaves and replied directly.The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and the gloom in his heart was swept away by the other party's voice.

When I got back to the apartment, it was almost dusk. It took me a long time to go from Heathrow Airport to the Baker Street subway station. I opened the door with the key, and not surprisingly, there was no light.

I live here with my boyfriend Alcega Quinn.Alcega works in the Parliament of the British royal family. Since I am not at home all year round, he takes care of the housework.Recently, Alcega's business in the council has gradually become busy, and he often comes home very late-this is of course what I know from the E-Mail he wrote to me-so I can't see him at this time , is also expected.

I took off my baggy coat, threw my luggage at the entrance, and couldn't wait to get into the bathroom to wash up—I felt really uncomfortable after being exposed to the rain, and besides, I was a little clean freak.

After taking a shower, I was dizzy due to the long flight and subway, so I went to bed early.Alcega didn't come home until nearly 11:30. Although his movements were very slight, I still woke up when I smelled his unique smell in my sleep.I turned over, my eyes were still hazy, and I vaguely saw the light turned on very small, shining a dim yellow light, and he was leaning against the bedside table, his body facing me.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, trying to sit up in bed.

He moved his body and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, holding my shoulders.

"No. I was just wondering how long we haven't seen each other." While talking, he had already hugged me, and his thin lips covered mine.

I try to respond to him.Our tongues churned together.

That's right, I went to Jordan during the hottest summer. Jordan is in the middle of the desert. Not to mention that the UK is so lively, the weather in Jordan is even more dry and boring.But I prefer the most adventurous and exciting, and this can't be done.By the way, we haven't touched each other for more than two months.

Although my head is still in a state of chaos, I can't take care of so much. We will meet each other naked soon, and the next thing will be a matter of course.

When I woke up in the morning, it was almost noon, which is my usual biological clock.There is no one else on the bed but me.

I dressed and went to the living room, where I saw Alcega working in the kitchen.

"How many days of vacation have you applied for?" I yawned, poured myself a glass of water, leaned against the kitchen door, and asked while sipping.

"Exactly a week," he replied, looking back at me, wiping his hands with a towel, and carrying two plates of deliciously fragrant pasta out of the kitchen and onto the dining table.

I smelled the unique smell of milk, so I put down the water glass and walked into the kitchen. As expected, I saw two glasses of milk in the corner and took them out together.

"Will the parliament allow you to take such a long leave?" I wondered, the general election will be in a few months, and he is the popular candidate for the next speaker. Logically speaking, he should be very busy.

"Of course, I took my leave." He smiled and helped me set the knife and fork, and sat at the other end of the dining table.

Although I am British, I like pasta best, and tomato flavored things have always been my favorite, and he understands this well.

I didn't eat last night, and I exercised vigorously for a long time. I was so hungry that my chest stuck to my back, so I ate indiscriminately, and my mouth was sticky when I ate it. He is extremely elegant, just like his usual status as a noble son.

I was very hungry and naturally ate longer and longer than him. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and poured me another glass of milk.

The inside of my dinner plate was almost bottomed out, so I quickly drank the milk and went to the toilet to brush my teeth-my mouth is definitely not clean with a napkin.

"Where do you want to go for a few days?" Alcega asked while washing the dishes.

I limply replied: "Ghost knows. I just want to stay at home now."

I did some exercise last night, so I was inevitably tired, so I managed to adjust to the jet lag. In the afternoon, Al went out to buy instant noodles for me, and I stayed at home and watched TV.

Recently, the BBC is rebroadcasting the hit drama "Detective Sherlock" from the beginning of the year. Apart from the fact that the detective plot of this drama conforms to the original work, the ambiguous aura of Watson and Sherlock is the most interesting.To be honest, I have fully understood the basic feelings that the director wants to express in the plot screen. However, it is clear that homosexual culture is not very popular in Britain, but he always sends wrong messages to international fans. I don't need to say more.

When the screen played until Sherlock was shot by countless infrared sniper rifles in turn, my heart was already hanging in my throat. As a result, after the villain Moriarty smiled evilly and a black screen shot, the plot came to an end.

To be honest, at that time I almost wanted to lift the coffee table in front of me and smash the TV, and then rushed to the BBC headquarters to find that bastard Moffat, strangled his neck, and yelled at him in the most vicious manner: "Say ——! Who fired the shot——?!”

But I didn't do that after all, because in the next second, Alcega opened the door and came in.

The names of producers, directors, and leading actors began to appear on the screen.

Alcega put down the recycle bag in his hand, sat next to me, and took my shoulder naturally.

I looked at the cast list carefully: Sherlock Holmes - Benedict Kumba...Konkabatch... What a bad name, it's a mouthful, I bet, besides being very close to him Other than the people who are here, no one else can say his name over and over again, absolutely.

My name is easy to read: Alexis Lee, which was given to me by Alcega's mother herself.

Although Alcega took a long vacation in name, the parliamentary election is coming soon. As the hottest candidate for the next speaker, he is naturally very busy, and he went back to his study after a while.Bored, I turned the channel and watched "Downton Abbey" for a while. I felt that the plot was too boring, so I simply turned off the TV and went into the study.

Seeing me coming in, Alcega just raised his head slightly, and buried his head in the computer again.I found the leftover novel "Sherlock Holmes" from the bookshelf before I went on a trip to Jordan and read it. I left in such a hurry last time that I forgot to take this book with me. Although time has passed, I can still barely On to the plot.

"The number of difficult cases solved by the great detective Sherlock Holmes is too numerous to count.

I also went to the case with him and took all kinds of dangers.I recorded all these adventures and hardships one by one, and then wrote several books.I think all 'Sherlock Holmes fans' have seen it.However, there are still many unpublished records about his handling of cases. The "test questions before the exam" written here is also an unpublished record of Sherlock Holmes' handling of cases... "(Excerpt from "Who Stole the Test Questions?")

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