[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

When Connie heard that Anna had been found, she was dazed.

Of course, it's just a click.

And this is a good thing, but Connie can't help but wonder if she has a bad luck. Sherlock solved the case as soon as Lestrade came. Is Lestrade really Sherlock's lucky star?

Connie suddenly thought of Peanut, Lestrade's bonus effect might not be as great as Peanut's, so how quickly will Sherlock solve the case?

Sherlock knew what she was thinking at a glance.

But after thinking of everything, he didn't expect Watson who hadn't appeared yet.

"You also have credit, such as sitting on the sofa and eating a stack of biscuits and a cup of milk tea."

Connie: "..." Does that sound like a compliment?

Why does she feel more like sarcasm?

"Get ready and go back to London tomorrow." When the room service came, Sherlock casually mentioned it.

Connie froze for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Can I stay for two more days, Philomena and the others will go back in two days."

They said they were going out to play, but they hadn't actually been out, and they were going back in two days. She didn't think Sherlock would stay here with her, but it was still possible to stay for two more days.

Sherlock looked back at him, as if thinking about something, with a dignified expression.

"What's wrong?"

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze: "Understood." The implication was that he agreed.

Connie didn't know why she still felt a little happy.

"Thank you." She smiled back.

Sherlock moved his eyeballs, looked at her bright smile and said nothing.

Early the next morning, Sherlock and Lestrade checked out, and Connie's seat was given to Lestrade, and she moved back to Philomena's presidential suite, which was already a mess at the moment. It's a doghouse.

Connie who entered the door looked at the four girls who were playing games together in horror: "Oh my god, isn't this too messy?"

Lucia blinked: "It's only when you're in chaos that you feel at home."

Connie: "..." She was speechless.

Christina: "You weaklings, I'm about to beat you!"

Philomena clapped her hands: "Disarm and don't kill!"

Spencer was the first to die: "I'm starving, order a pizza."

Philomena: "Go, go..."

Connie: "..." What happened while she was away?

After putting the luggage away, Connie looked at the mess, and simply ignored them and lay down on the sofa, watching them playing games.

Several girls fought all the way until lunch time.

Connie even took a nap in the cage, and she slept soundly amidst the noisy fighting.

Lunch is lobster and steak.

At the dinner table, Connie finally had the opportunity to listen to their stories of getting drunk before.

"Isn't the bar forbidden for minors to enter?" Connie found it incredible, this is the age of elementary school, no matter how precocious she is, it is impossible to trick the bartender there, right?Philomena's face was not convincing at all.

"Well, VIP channel, you understand."

Connie: "...I don't understand."

Spencer was not used to cutting the steak: "I also thought at first... Later, when I opened a room and the waiter brought the juice, I didn't know that Philomena's sister-in-law had shares in that bar."

Connie: She's not surprised.

"Then why did you come to my room drunk the next morning?"

Christina chuckled and said, "Isn't Philomena pestering the manager to come to you, but we probably couldn't tell if it was our room..."

Connie: If you're this drunk...

She blinked and looked at Spencer and Philomena, who were already able to get along peacefully: "What else happened? It made you get along peacefully?"

she asked a little teasingly.

Spencer paused with the fork in his hand, a little shy on his face.

Filomina took a sip of the juice proudly: "Of course I saved her in time." She had an arrogant and petite expression that you couldn't do without me.

Lucia rolled her eyes coldly and said, "Yeah, grabbing the manager's hair and yelling, even the security guards are offended."

Christina answered mercilessly: "All those who beat up were our own people, and all those who should be beaten were dealt with by bodyguards."

The implication is that those own people let this lady play around.

#It’s not easy to make money these days#

Connie smiled brightly: "However, it must be Philomena's attitude that moved Spencer, right? For example, pulling the security guard's hair and yelling that you are not allowed to bully the people I am covering."

She looked at Spencer, reading the answer in her flushed cheeks.

Lucia whistled: "Wow~ It's amazing, I didn't stay with smart people for nothing."

Connie looked over quietly: "What is a smart person?" So how stupid is she?

"You know, the famous detective. What Sherlock Holmes?"

Connie: "Sherlock Holmes.ˊ_>ˋ"

"That's right, that's the shameless person who snatched you away." Filomina slapped her thigh angrily.

Connie: "..." I feel that my verbal skill has become weaker since I came back.

Or did she not have time to catch up with the little friend growing up too fast?

But when it comes to Sherlock, Connie is a little distracted. After all, she is a little confused now after going through the object.

As for Sherlock's attitude, it was indeed very strange at that time, but they didn't talk about it later. After Sherlock Horestrade went to work on the case, he didn't mention it. Until he left, the two None of them talked about it—it usually seemed like it never happened.

Sherlock's confession.Although that is an alternative confession, it is also a confession.

Connie thought to herself, when she went back, she had to have a good talk with Sherlock, whether it was her answer or their relationship, they needed to be treated seriously.

It's a pity that Connie couldn't wait for this opportunity.

And she didn't get a chance to hear Sherlock's real thoughts.

In the bathroom at the airport, Connie fell into a coma after meeting her face to face.

The girls waiting in the waiting room saw that she hadn't come back for a long time, and when they went to check, they found only a bag that had fallen on the ground.

And when Sherlock received the news, it was already a day later.

Before boarding the plane, Connie sent a text message to Sherlock, which made him not worry about the ten-hour plane journey, but when Philomena called from Connie's mobile phone, he finally confirmed his Where did that inexplicable sense of panic come from?

Mycroft Holmes.

In this world, there is only one person who can make him feel threatened.

Mycroft blocked all news.

In the strictest monitoring room, he looked at Connie who was gradually waking up, sighed softly, and entered that room.

Connie saw that it was Mycroft who entered the dark secret room, and the panic in her heart was reduced a lot. Compared with being kidnapped by others again, this option is really great.

However, before she had time to thank McCoff, she was taken aback by a group of doctors following behind.

"Mycroft?"

"Don't be afraid, they're just here to give you a physical examination." Mycroft told Connie in as peaceful a tone as possible.

Connie was stunned: "Physical examination?" She looked at those people as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if she had some treasure on her body, and she suddenly felt cold all over.

"You brought me here?"

He didn't speak.

"Does Sherlock know?"

He still didn't speak.

Connie watched those people draw blood, pull out their hair, cut their nails and took her saliva. It was a bit embarrassing: "This is illegal! I didn't do anything illegal. You can't force me to be imprisoned like this."

"But your origin is unknown," Mycroft said.

Connie looked blankly at McCoff as if she had been hit by a stone.

"The record before you appeared on Baker Street is completely blank."

Connie couldn't believe it: "So? I'm just a teenager. How do you think I'm going to be lethal?"

There was a slight smile and sarcasm in Mycroft's eyes: "Really?"

That sentence was like an index to a landmine, bringing out all of Connie's fears.

Seeing her fear, Mycroft's mood was a bit complicated, which showed that his guess was correct, and it also showed that...his brother might be disappointed.

Looking at this gentle and gentle girl with thin angry eyes: "My brother, I don't know that you lied to him, do you?"

These words were like an antidote, although it was the performance of Mycroft's love for her younger brother, it also relieved the fear in Connie's heart.

Connie breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that part of her fear came from Sherlock.

God knows that when Mycroft questioned her real background with "really?", the first thought that came to her mind was Sherlock.

Did Sherlock tell Mycroft?

No doubt this speculation panicked and angered her.

But it was not enough for her to understand what Sherlock meant to her.

She looked at Mycroft, the only one who could crush Sherlock in IQ.

But his heart is not as pure and transparent as Sherlock's.

Connie smiled lightly, and suddenly became relaxed, allowing the surrounding personnel to take samples at will.

"Does this prove that I am harmless?" Her sudden softening attitude puzzled Mycroft.