[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Watson pushed the door open and came in, brushing the water off his shoulders: "Sherlock, Lestrade called me just now and said that your phone cannot be reached, what's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw a spherical fish tank on the table, with a few guppies swimming around Sherlock's phone with their big tails waving.

"Do you want to test the waterproof function of the mobile phone or the anti-shock ability of the guppy?" Watson stretched out two fingers to clamp the mobile phone out, looked at the hands sitting beside his lips, and stared at the computer. Screen Sherlock.

"It's just an accident, don't care about those details. Apple or Samsung?"

Watson was stunned for a moment: "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"Huawei?" Sherlock glanced at Watson, seeing that the latter didn't react for a while, he directly lifted his coat and walked towards the door, "I didn't want to listen to the shopping guide give me [-] kinds of mobile phone functions, so I checked it online Next. Can't your reflex arc be shortened?"

Watson frowned slightly: "Wait, you want to buy a mobile phone?"

Sherlock looked at Watson and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Congratulations, you finally solved the primary school math problem at the speed of a computer processor ten years ago."

"But why change it when it's fine?" Watson turned on the screen of the phone and wanted to show it to Sherlock, "It's not in the water..."

Before the words fell, there was a loud noise, and the phone flew out of his hand.When he came back to his senses, Sherlock blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, dropped his |gun, and the corner of his mouth raised a polite arc: "Oh, what a pity, it seems to be completely broken now."

Watson glanced at the mobile phone with a big hole on the ground, shook his head, and walked over: "What a madman."

When the two reached the landing on the first floor, they met Mrs. Hudson.

"I thought I heard a gunshot just now, did something happen?"

Just as Watson was about to explain, Sherlock preempted him.

"It's nothing, it's just a substandard electronic product that committed suicide. I don't think this needs to be reported, or attracted any attention." Sherlock hugged Mrs. Hudson, whispered in her ear, "We're going out Maybe half an hour, can I trouble you to take care of Shuyao?"

Sherlock let go of her and rolled his eyes: "You know she's disabled, and she's been hit hard."

"Oh, of course. No problem." Mrs. Hudson looked at Watson. "So where are you going?"

"Go and find a replacement for his suicide electronic product." Watson glanced at Sherlock and took the umbrella standing by the door. "Sherlock, I think you should talk to her."

"Why? Because patients tend to be depressed, or is English too boring?" Sherlock raised his collar disapprovingly, opened the door and walked out, stopping a taxi.

Watson quickly got into the car and closed the door.

"Because you kissed her."

"I do not have."

"You have, Mrs. Hudson and I both saw it." Watson coughed dryly, "Listen, if you're just taking advantage of her feelings by being nice to her. Then you have to be careful, don't catch your breath when you sleep Don't come up and choke to death."

Sherlock frowned and looked over: "How is this possible? It's not scientific."

"Actually, I wouldn't mind throwing an egg down while you're snoring. I'm sure Mrs. Hudson would be happy to do that, too."

"Oh, that's a pity, I don't snore. Besides, this is probably the most ridiculous way to kill people I've ever heard." Sherlock looked out the window nonchalantly.

"Don't worry about how ridiculous it is, we won't let you go anyway." Watson turned to look at him sideways, "Sherlock, she's only 17 years old. Tell me, you're not using her, otherwise..."

"Well, I didn't, I swear to God, I swear to God." Sherlock held up three fingers and said solemnly.

Watson raised his lips in satisfaction: "So you admit that you are attracted to her?"

Sherlock frowned for a moment: "Oh, John, what's the name of your math teacher?"

Before Watson could respond, he opened the car door and said as he walked, "I might visit him, and learn how this amazing teacher teaches you logical thinking. I didn't use her, but I was attracted to her." Insufficient and unnecessary conditions, understand? Even if you dig Archimedes out of the soil, he can’t prove your conclusion, which is simply a false proposition.”

"Then how do you explain why you dropped the case for her twice?" Watson followed up. "In my impression, the great Mr. Holmes next to me has always regarded solving the case as important as the sky."

"But that doesn't hinder me. I think human life is more important than heaven." Sherlock walked into the revolving door.

Watson was separated into another area, so he reached out and patted the glass door between the two: "You hugged her when she had a fever. Who did you do that to?"

"My mother." Sherlock frowned, as if thinking, "24 years and six months ago."

"Wait!" Watson walked up to him and stopped him, "I found a very important problem."

Sherlock spread his hands: "So what is it?"

Watson breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed at Sherlock: "It's not that you are indifferent, but you don't know what love is at all! Right?"

At that time, in the bedroom on the second floor of 221 Baker Street.Chen Shuyao's calf, which was tied with a thick layer of bandage, was supported by the bed, and she was lying on the bed while watching the computer and flipping through the dictionary.Talking about it, and writing down a few notes in the notebook from time to time.

"It's rare, are you really trying to be strong?"

Chen Shuyao turned around following the voice, and saw Yu Hang leaning against the door, taking a bite of an apple, and said vaguely: "Let me tell you, you don't need to pay too much attention to what that pervert said. How long will you sign in?" God, there is your own translation treasure, there is no barrier to communication, is it worth suffering?"

"It's not just because of him." Chen Shuyao turned back, continued to write her own words, and sighed, "I've had enough of being talked about in English all the time, but I was lazy before and wanted to pass those words as fart. "

"Oh, what's the matter now?" Yu Hang sat down beside the bed, "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, can't I let it out?"

Chen Shuyao sat up, stretched out her other leg silently, and kicked him to the ground by surprise: "I can't talk, don't talk. I don't want to embarrass Juanfu."

Yu Hang smacked his mouth, walked to the door and leaned against it, "Look at your little wife."

The scene of that day seemed to be before her eyes again, Chen Shuyao bit her lower lip with a smile, leaned back and bit the cap of her pen.

Thinking about it now, such a good opportunity was a bit wasted.She should have held his face in her arms and kissed him, which was enough for Ben, who almost broke her leg.

Suddenly hearing a "bang", Chen Shuyao hurriedly turned her head, and saw Mrs. Hudson looking at the door with a frown, and she yelled back: "Eh? Is this door hitting the wall so loudly?"

It hurts just to look at it.

Chen Shuyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and hurriedly stopped her: "Mrs. Hudson, what can you do?"

"Oh, someone gave this to me just now, and told me to hand it over to you as soon as possible." Mrs. Hudson handed the envelope to Chen Shuyao, then turned and walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she didn't forget to open and close it a few more times door, muttering in a low voice, "Looks like I need to find someone to fix it."

After the door closed, Chen Shuyao looked down at the envelope.There was a line written on it - received by Sonny.After hesitating for a moment, she still opened it.

"Is there toilet paper?"

Chen Shuyao looked up and saw Yu Hang leaning against the door, with his head up and his nose blocked.

"Wait a minute." Chen Shuyao was about to get the paper when she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Yu Hang, "Hey, don't stand by the door..."

Before the words fell, there was another "boom".

So, Sherlock pushed open the door, and saw Chen Shuyao stretching out his hand towards the door, his fingers spread wide, his face full of horror.

"what happened to you?"

Chen Shuyao was stunned for a few seconds, then silently withdrew her hand and scratched her hair: "It's not convenient to take a shower when my leg is injured recently, and my hair is so itchy."

"Even if you put your hand out of the door and take it back, it's the same as if you raised your hand and scratched your head." Sherlock obviously didn't believe it, he went straight into the room and closed the door.

Chen Shuyao hurriedly covered her eyes.

The picture was too bloody, she didn't want to watch it.

After a while, she slowly separated her five fingers, and through the gaps between her fingers, she saw that there was nothing behind the door, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.As a result, as soon as she put down her hand, Sherlock's gaze moved from behind the door to her hand.

"what is that?"

Chen Shuyao reacted extremely quickly and wanted to move the letter paper she was holding onto behind her back, but she didn't want someone to react faster than her, so she just grabbed it.

"Honey..." Sherlock frowned slightly, and looked up at Chen Shuyao, "Sonny?"

"No no, Sherlock, listen to me, I..."

Sherlock glanced at the content casually, then held up the letter, his eyes darkened: "How many letters like this do you have?"

"Just one, I swear to God." Chen Shuyao raised three fingers tremblingly, and pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I'll keep it for you first. I hope you can give me anything related to the case as soon as possible." Sherlock said, and as soon as he put away the letter, he turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Chen Shuyao held his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's nothing, isn't it just a letter?How come there is a feeling of being caught|raped|on|in bed?

As a result, as soon as he lay back on the bed, he heard Sherlock's shout from outside the door.

"Shuyao, I want to eat beef!"

She jumped up from the bed almost immediately, and replied sonorously as if she had received an order from her superior: "Okay!"

after an hour……

Watson and Sherlock sat on the sofa, and Mrs. Hudson and Chen Shuyao sat on both sides of the coffee table, having a silent and very long dinner.

Halfway through the meal, Watson couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at Chen Shuyao: "Shuyao, is the phone easy to use?"

Chen Shuyao was stunned for a while: "What mobile phone?"

"Sherlock bought you a mobile phone." Watson pointed at Sherlock, "He bought two identical ones this afternoon..."

"I bought it for my own use. One for work and one for personal use." Sherlock calmly picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

Watson blinked, his face full of disbelief: "You use pink?"

"Occasionally you have to change the color, can't you?" Sherlock glanced at Watson, put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and walked towards the door.

After the door closed with a bang, both Watson and Mrs. Hudson looked at Chen Shuyao, who lowered her head silently.

Watson coughed twice: "You..."

"No, there is really nothing!" Chen Shuyao hurriedly waved his hands.

Mrs. Hudson frowned slightly: "No quarrel?"

"...No." After Chen Shuyao finished speaking, she wished she could bury her head in the bowl to eat, and the two people's discussions kept coming from their ears.

"Impossible, I've never seen him so angry."

"Could it be because you are too kind to Shuyao? Don't you think he is jealous?" Mrs. Hudson just finished speaking when she saw Chen Shuyao pouring water into her mouth while beating her chest.

Watson was dazed for a long while, then silently approached Mrs. Hudson, and whispered, "Don't you think Shuyao is also very strange today?"

The author has something to say: Mycroft: Sherlock, you must be crooked, right?

Xia Momo put down her tender pink phone: This is the trend.

Mycroft: Who told you that?

Xia: Shopping guide.