[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Accepting Spencer's competition offer, Connie returned to 221B with arrogance. Although Philomena later joined the competition with a shameless face, and even brought Lucia and Christina to beat Spencer, but Everyone knows that when it comes to major courses, it is the girl's Achilles' heel.

Six big dead holes.

English includes language and literature, which is a huge advantage for Spencer and Connie. Spencer owes it to his love of reading, and Connie thanks to Sherlock's long list of books... Although for The content of the book has nothing to do with the exam, but the boring books made her able to quickly adjust her emotions and enter the state of reading, so that when she went to the library with Spencer in the last month, those books were very important to her. It's like a children's picture book.

In terms of mathematics and science, the two of them are even better. At this time, the mathematics is accumulated in the nine-nine multiplication table. Connie usually only finds some Olympiad questions to practice and maintain familiarity. Training can also get full marks.Simple biology, physics, and chemistry are all things that can be remembered by memory, so in this exam, the competition between the two is not knowledge points, but carefulness.

There is also the gorgeousness of the language used in literature.

On the first day of the exam, Connie kneaded several big rice balls for herself, made a pot of strong coffee, and hit the road.

This month, she paid off all the desserts she owed, and also earned a lot of extra money, contributing a lot to Mrs. Hudson's mahjong book, but the old man always gave out ten pounds if he could win, She could always get dozens of pounds back, so Connie's small coffers piled up more and more.

#On the Importance of Capital Reuse#

On the way, the students were talking about where they would go on vacation during the summer vacation. Connie thought about it, and she probably stayed in the library in London and followed Sherlock to handle cases, so she didn't think about it, and sat down in the park to wait for Spencer Come, while eating rice balls.

#You know this is the time when the three of Philomena jumped out unexpectedly#

"I just said you're hiding here." Philomena's expression was as expected.

Connie raised her head and smiled, and greeted her: "Why are you here so early today?"

Lucia leaned over and took a bite of Connie's rice ball, frowned subtly, and then took another bite.

Connie looked at her and handed one over, luckily she kneaded a few more today.

But she pushed it back with disgust: "Rice is indeed the most unpalatable thing in the world."

Connie: "...Then why did you take two bites just now?"

Lucia turned her head: "Make sure it's really unpalatable."

Connie: "..."

Christina: "What's wrong, don't you still like to eat cakes and noodles, don't everyone have starch?"

Lucia shook her head regardless: "It doesn't matter, it's not good to grow up like this anyway!"

Connie looked at the rice ball in her hand: "..." It doesn't matter how it grows...

Philomena interrupted their quarrel: "Okay, let's get back to the topic... Connie, will you travel with us during the summer vacation?"

Under Lucia's gaze, Connie took another bite of the rice ball, feeling like she was swallowing.

"No, I have to stay in London, are you going out to play? That's fun..."

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

"Is it money? You know, I'm..."

"No..." Connie thought about it, and Philomena's cautious look made her laugh: "It's just that I don't have much interest in having fun. I still have a lot of books to read, and I don't feel at ease when my mother is alone at home. Plus, I might have to work part-time..."

Philomena paused for a moment, with an annoyed expression on her face. Isn't this still short of money?

Seemingly feeling that she had said something wrong and poked Connie, Philomena very rarely wanted to make amends: "Why don't you just play with us, how about I pay you a hundred pounds for a week? "The little princess spoke arrogantly. BGM, and took out two banknotes from her arms, and shook them in front of Connie.

Connie bit the rice ball: "..."

To tell the truth, how did this desire to hit someone get rid of? It seems that I understand Spencer's feelings a little bit.

But Connie was more helpless.

This kind of daze seemed to be hesitation in Philomena's eyes, so she stepped up the temptation.

"If it's not enough..."

"No money, I'll go, but can you bring Spencer with you? We're all friends. Since Philomena has kindly invited me, I'm not welcome!" Suddenly, Connie accepted it graciously. Philomena's invitation made Philomena stunned for a while.

Just in time, Connie felt that she could also take this opportunity to match up the relationship between Spencer and Philomena.

So once the six exams were over, Spencer, who had agreed to go out for a day outing with Connie, was taken directly by Connie to Philomena's private jet.

On the plane, Spencer looked at Connie angrily, but was interrupted by her smile: "Philomina wanted to thank you for your help in her course, but she couldn't bear to thank you, so I just said please Let's go to play, you know her personality, she doesn't want to lose face, but she is very kind, Spencer don't let her down, she will be sad..." Connie whispered in Spencer's ear Talk to her.

Sure enough, Spencer became a little shy, his face suddenly softened, and his eyes were not so piercing when he looked at the few people.

"Then thank you for your kind hospitality this time!" Connie smiled and thanked the three of Philomena, and also brought the three of them's favorites to share. For a while, the atmosphere among the five seemed to be Incomparably harmonious.

"Ding dong." A notification sound came from the phone.

"A cup of coffee, Connie."

Connie glanced at the phone page helplessly, and ignored everything she had said to him.

With her mobile phone in her hand, she replied a text message.

"Sherlock, I told you before, go out to play with friends for a few days, and I won't be in 221B these days, remember to eat three meals on time, and my mother is not good at cooking, I have already designated Applause that three meals a day have been delivered to 221B, both of you should eat well!"

To be honest, Connie felt that her tone was a bit malicious and cute, but at this time, she just had to be soft and cute. Even though she knew that Sherlock didn't like this, she was good at being a good person...

And the three meals that were ordered that day were taken by Bruce, who knew it by accident. He was ecstatic.

Putting down the phone, the five of them sat together to play cards, and the person who received the text message over there was as expected by Connie, who didn't like her cute text messages at all.

How many days do you play?

Have you ever said that before?

Turning his hands over, Sherlock clicked on the phone, but suddenly a text message from McCaw came from the phone.

"There is an expatriate case. It is not easy to find someone from the bureau. It is a very tricky case..." The email that followed immediately contained related cases and plot events, which seemed to be mixed with many The secret, for Sherlock, is a delicious snack.

The location of the incident was in Myanmar, and it was difficult for the government to come forward because people from the country were involved.

What Mycroft probably meant was to ask him to come forward to solve the problem.

His slender fingers slowly typed "NO", and when he was about to click send, he hesitated and clicked delete.

The fingers on the mobile phone were beating rapidly again, and one minute later, he had invaded the preset route of Philomena's private jet.

Myanmar.

"Hmm..." Sherlock made a meaningful sound with his hands crossed, his right thumb lightly stroking his chin, and a moment later he sent a text message.

"OK."

There was only one concise answer in the text message, but it surprised McCaw a bit.

He thought that this case would arouse his younger brother's interest, so that he could relieve his worries and let him live off his brother's addiction to the sandy battlefield.

As a result, Mrs. Hudson, who was guarding 221B alone, received a critical blow from Grandpa Bruce's ninety-nine and 81 French dishes.

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Well, the small dungeon is about to start, everyone is ready, a large number of cruel dogs are about to hit.

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