[Comprehensive British and American] I may have come to a fake American emperor

After taking a taxi back to 210B Baker Street, Yu Shu changed his clothes first, and only then began to face the jacket that he just took off with some headaches.

He left in such a hurry that he even forgot to return his coat to Watson.

Taking the coat in his hand, Yu Shu checked it briefly.

Dirty, not well handled, looks like it was done before.

She thought about it and put the clothes in the basin.

Return the coat to Mr. Watson after washing it.

221B second floor.

"Sherlock."

Watson, who came back from the Thames with Sherlock, stared at Sherlock who was looking out the window, and said in a serious tone, "You did something wrong." He almost cried a girl.

"How did I know this would happen!" Sherlock put down the curtains a little irritably, and wanted to turn around a few times, but held back, looking like a cat whose tail was blown by stepping on it.

"How would I know..." he murmured, and jumped into the sofa, lay down, turned his face, turned his body, refusing to come face to face with Watson.

"..."

Although he knew the timing was wrong, Watson unexpectedly had the urge to laugh out loud.

"Okay, Sherlock." Watson tried his best to tighten his voice, not letting the smile on his face escape into the words, "I'll go over and have a look—but, Sherlock, do you know where she lives now?"

"210B." A muffled voice came from the sofa.

"Okay." Watson subconsciously fished for the clothes hanger next to him - but found nothing.Only then did he remember that the coat was on the girl.

When Watson opened the door and stepped on the stairs with one foot, a sentence sounded in the room:

"John, say it for me—Sorry."

"Ok."

Someone faintly replied in the stairwell, and quickly left with the sound of hurried footsteps.

The person on the sofa moved and turned over.

Then he jumped up suddenly, ran to the window, and raised the curtains.

The curly-haired man watched Watson knock on the door of 210B without moving, and was quickly welcomed in.

The person who opened the door looked familiar—black hair, dark eyes, petite—it was the girl I had just met on the Thames.

It seemed that the girl's senses were exceptionally keen. When she led Watson into 210B and closed the door, she raised her head and glanced in the direction of the big detective.

"Shh-"

The consulting detective who was caught on the spot yanked down the curtain.

After being frightened, Sherlock recalled her look just now——

She, like, smiled at him?

"that……"

Sitting opposite Watson, seeing Watson's restraint and uneasiness, Yu Shu pushed the tea and snacks on the table, and said calmly, "Call me Christopher."

"But, I'm sorry," Yu Shu pointed to the place where the clothes were dried, with an apologetic look on his face, his eyes turned red not long after, "I washed your clothes—I'll send them over tomorrow. "

"Ah? It's all right!" Watson, who had just picked up the tea, hurriedly put down the cup again and said, "It's all right..."

Yu Shu looked at each other's every move with a smile, feeling peaceful in his heart.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party had nothing to say, Yu Shu took the initiative to start the conversation: "If it's because of what happened in the Thames just now—" She deliberately dragged the end of the sound, and after seeing Watson's nervous look as she wished, she went Then said:

"That's fine."

The girl tilted her head, brushed her drooping hair behind her ears, and said, "Actually, I still want to thank Mr. Holmes."

She smiled softly and said, "It's fortunate that Mr. Holmes woke me up, otherwise I don't know what kind of bad state I will be in the future."

Rejecting the kindness of others, indifference, full of thorns——

She didn't want to be that kind of person at all.

However, Watson didn't know Yu Shu's mental activities, but felt that he was going to be stupid: "When did you wake up..."

He never knew Sherlock could be helpful!Still wake up?

Watson: I think I need a sip of tea to calm down.

"Yes." Yu Shu didn't intend to talk too much, and picked up the teacup with a smile.

……

Watson, who was about to walk out of 210B, suddenly remembered something: "Christopher, Sherlock hopes to say 'Sorry' to you."

Eh?Are you worried?

The smile on Yu Shu's face widened a little bit at the corner of his mouth: "Then do me a favor, how about it?"

On the return flight, Mr. Miller looked curiously at Yu Shu, who was in a happy mood, held back, and still couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Yu Shu raised the corner of his mouth and gestured to the paper handbag at hand: "I got the photo."

Mr. Miller didn't touch the bag, but immediately remembered the biggest purpose of Yu Shu's trip: "Sherlock's?" I heard from Mike that she always stays in the store downstairs at 221B?It also made him think it was some dangerous person...

Thinking of the brother-in-law, Mr. Miller couldn't laugh or cry: "How did you get it?"

Yu Shu blinked: "Secret."

The plane arrives at New York Airport.

But unfortunately, the airport is not quiet at the moment.

"boom!"

Yu Shu stood in the smoke, completely dumbfounded.

What the hell? !

The author has something to say:

Mr. Miller: Secret... Believe it or not, I went to Mike to monitor!

Yu Shu: It depends on whether you want it or not.

Mr. Miller...

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The second update...I even updated Reid's short story...I feel like my liver has been fucked...

Regarding Sherlock's bewilderment... Well, I'm thinking about the British gentleman's demeanor - making a girl cry will always be a little flustered - the character ooc asks for a pat on QAQ

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Me: Come, come, Peter, it's time for you to appear!

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Next: Heroes save the beauty!Can our good neighbor in New York get the promise of a beautiful woman? 【.