[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

After this incident, Circe felt that she wanted to stay at home. If the mysterious organization was not completely defeated, she would definitely stay at home and protect her family, so that similar things would not happen again.She didn't tell Elina about the surname "Clotto". Now Elina just thinks that she was kidnapped to threaten her daughter. Sherlock doesn't know much. At home, only Circe himself and Mycroft And Papa Ellen understands the whole thing.But Circe guessed what Sherlock had guessed, and he had been staring at Circe throughout dinner, and tended to keep staring, not caring if the pizza got stuck to his face.

Simon Sutton was taken over by MI6, and there is no useful news yet.Alina has completely decided to quit her job this time, and even Allen said that after finishing the case at hand, he will register for a job in an ordinary government department and enjoy his belated leisure life.However, towards the end of dinner, Sherlock made a startling statement, saying that he had decided to graduate.Circe silently swallowed what she was going to say, there was no way, just look at the expressions of the three "parents"!Sherlock has come of age!She is only 12 years old, let Sherlock try the water first!

"Absolutely not!" Mycroft put down the cutlery and said seriously, "Dear brother, do you remember how old you are? If I remember correctly, you should be in school now."

"Mycroft, should I remind you that I am an adult and I can make my own decisions."

"Aha, naive brother, the money in your card is not enough for you to buy a set of clothes," Mycroft pointedly glanced at Sherlock's handsome black windbreaker. This dress was on Sherlock's birthday last time. A gift from him.

The two brothers immediately fought, and Sherlock said that he could go out even in a nightgown, unlike someone who could only rely on clothes to add points.Mycroft says something is better than nothing, and he doesn't just wear the same outfit.Alina and Allen watched the two of them quarreling, and they didn't mean to dissuade them at all. Where's Circe!In order not to get burned, she left under the banner of going upstairs to sleep.

In the room, there was an extra row of bookshelves opposite the closet. She was busy looking for Elina two days ago and didn't notice this at all, until now.It should have been added when Alina realized that there were too many books piled up on her desk.Circe walked to the new bookshelf, and saw that her books were neatly arranged on it, and there were still two spaces at the top.She casually pulled out an Encyclopedia of Household Magic and was about to flip through it when she heard a knock on the door, it was Elina's mother.

Alina closed the door, only then did Circe realize that she was still holding a roll of something that looked like old parchment, all a dull khaki.Alina patted Circe's head, told her to sit down by the bed, and then unfolded the sheepskin scroll in her hand. There were some symbols on it, as well as a bunch of large and small olive-shaped figures.

"Your grandma gave these to me. She said her mother gave them to her." As if thinking of something happy, Alina smiled slightly, touched Circe's head again, and said, "Mom gave you these when she was a child." I have told stories about bad witches and good witches, and before you were born, I always thought those were just stories." Alina put the parchment in Circe's hands, "Do you think I know nothing? Don't Look down on mom," Elina thought for a moment, "When I was kidnapped, I heard another person's voice. I don't know why, the spell he cast on me by Simon Sutton didn't last. It's been a long time. It seems that he himself didn't know about it, so he talked about 'Clottor' with others brazenly in front of me," Alina pointed to the largest graphic on the parchment, "According to them, this should be the 'spindle'. Although I don't understand what it means, it should be very important. Circe," Elina looked at her daughter tenderly, "From now on, It's yours."

Alina kissed Circe softly on the forehead, said good night, and went out after closing the door.Leaving Circe alone with the parchment, she froze.

A great poet once wrote: The Goddess of Destiny prescribes misfortunes and blessings for everyone when he is born. A person’s life is represented by a red rope. Its twists and turns bring about the ups and downs of fate. Once the goddess of fate cuts this red thread, it is the time for mortals to die.And this goddess of fate, her name is - Clotho, the fate of everyone in the world is in the hands of the goddess of fate.Her most famous weapon is the Spindle of Destiny, which is tied with the red thread of fate of countless people.

The parchment in Circe's hands must be related to the goddess of fate.When she finds her memory as Anmerthia, she may be able to interpret its story.

The parchment of the Goddess of Fate had such a big impact on Circe, that her dreams had a lot of things related to the goddess, war, death, red thread, spindles, these things were messy, and Circe's thoughts when she woke up in the morning Still immersed in a dream.

The garden of the Holmes family was as prosperous as ever, and Padraic took good care of it.Circe stood on the gravel in the garden, closed her eyes, and felt the fine morning.After a while, she heard the door opening, and then footsteps. "Sherlock, listen, there is the sound of a bird."

"Wow!" It turned out to be Sherlock who came, and he exclaimed a little, "It's really rare to hear birdsong in London." Then he stood side by side with Circe, closing his eyes like Circe's on the eyes.Call softly: "Cersi?"

"Ok?"

"Last month, I visited Victor, the ghost photographer. His father said that I have a talent for being a detective, and told me not to waste my talent. What do you think of this idea?"

"pretty good."

"I also think it's good, so don't try to hide it from me if anything happens at home." The last sentence was muttered in a low voice, if it wasn't for Circe's good ears and being close, she wouldn't have heard it!Sherlock is acting like a baby... It's been a long time! "By the way, where is the little girl you picked up in that church? The one named Bilk, where did she go?" Sherlock opened his eyes suddenly, and asked Circe, he remembered that the girl left with everyone, but It seems that he didn't appear at the door of the house with them!

"Ah! You said Bilke," Circe lazily replied, "She wasn't...wait a minute," Circe thought about the situation at the time, and suddenly realized, "She, wasn't with us ?"

"No." Sherlock's tone was very firm.

"Oh, it's too bad." Circe scratched her hair, sighing that there are so many things recently!Then he immediately chanted the mantra and let out a long sigh of relief, "It's all right, she's alive and well."

So, the newly "vegetable" Bilk, who accidentally ran away to other places, was abandoned by her dear master, and she herself hoped that her master would find her soon!

The author has something to say:

For the development of the story, I moved the time when Sherlock opened the detective agency a lot earlier, whether it is overhead or the butterfly effect, in short, it is like this.Besides, Sherlock is a genius with a high IQ, so there is no way! !Don't be angry, everyone! !Hey, wait for me to let Bilke act cute

Birke: What is cuteness? I only have fruit to sell now, not cuteness!

Stupid Nannan: Wait a minute, Xiaobi, what is fruit? Now that you have become a human, can you still bear fruit?Do you know that you drag your master so much?

Birke: No wonder everyone calls you stupid Nannan, how do you understand the world of "vegetative people"! !