[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Connie's birthday is actually remembered by everyone except Connie herself.

After Lestrade and Watson put on their new suits, they went out of their way to fix their hair with hairspray.

Sherlock didn't move, after all, he didn't like these boring things, and he had dark brown natural curly hair, so he could win with his face, temperament and figure.

The three rushed to 221b in a police car and arrived at their destination before dark.

Connie, on the other hand, was taken to the stylist by Mrs. Hadson for a full range of styling.

Thanks to the experience of bed paralysis in the past five years, Connie has no flesh where there should be flesh, so that she is so thin that she will fall down even in the smallest adult size, and finally bought a slightly larger size in children's clothing. A navy blue princess dress.

The style is simple and elegant, and the lace on the chest just covers up Connie's small breasts, and her waist makes her look very attractive.

Anyway, the lines are out.

Connie, who has a fresh temperament, has received a lot of praise.

When I got home, there were already quite a few people in 221b, and Connie received Nina's warm and gentle hug as soon as she entered the door.

Accompanied by the faint cough of old Sherlock Holmes.

The scene seems a little too gorgeous.

——In view of the fact that the person holding her seems to be wearing a golden-red floor-length evening dress, it is indeed a little bit out of place in a place like 221b...

"Happy birthday my baby!" Nina couldn't help but kissed Connie's little cheek.

Connie was stunned: "Birthday?"

Nina covered her mouth slightly: "Oh, bad, I forgot that you don't know yet."

Connie glanced at Mrs. Hudson and Henry, stepped forward and hugged them: "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

The two patted Connie's head, clearly pleased.

The door to the second floor opened, and three men in suits walked in.

"Hi! Connie, happy birthday! You are so beautiful today." Watson said first, with shiny blond hair, he looked like a gentleman.

It's a pity to stand with Sherlock Lestrade, like the shortest of the three wifi signals.

Connie narrowed her eyes slightly: "Thank you, Watson, you are also very handsome today, like a gentleman and aristocrat."

Watson immediately smiled happily, with a bit of surprise: "Oh? Really? Thank you..."

Seeing Watson enjoying her compliment very much, Connie also smiled: "But why didn't you bring Sarah with you today?"

Watson paused for a moment, a little embarrassed, but he looked good. He took out two presents from behind and walked downstairs.

"She has something to do today, so she can't come, but she asked me to bring the gift."

Connie took two presents and opened them directly. What John gave was a Barbie doll, and what Sarah gave was a four-leaf clover necklace—very valuable.

Connie still knows the four-leaf clover brand, and this four-leaf clover necklace is a classic model of this brand. I like it very much, but in terms of price, it is a bit expensive.

"Thank you, I like it very much. And Sarah, tell her for me, I like her gift very much."

Connie puts her things away, and has a new understanding of Watson's gift-giving mile-giving a Barbie doll to a girl.

But it's a wish, so keep it safe: "Of course, but this is the first Barbie doll I've received in my life." And it's a deluxe version.

"It feels very fresh."

Peanut's expression was obviously a little unconfident, because Sherlock's characteristic mocking snort had already been used. Connie saw that John was a little embarrassed, and immediately said this to gag Sherlock, and at the same time glanced very cryptically. Sherlock.

Everyone went up to the second floor, and the room was already furnished. Lestrade took out a box, and Connie opened it to see that it was a silk scarf.

As for Nina and old Sherlock Holmes, they were placed at the end.

As a finale, two keys were given away.

A car key and a house key.

Connie was shaking with fear.

Mycroft arrived late, and the gift he gave was a "free flight for life" package.

#what the hell#

Amidst the unanimous cynicism of the crowd towards Mycroft, the doorbell rang.

"It should be Jasmine and her boyfriend." Connie was a little excited, wondering if Jasmine's boyfriend would be handsome, after all, it was the man who made Jasmine abandon Sherlock.

Connie ran downstairs to open the door, and the first thing she saw was not Jasmine, but a pair of big blue eyes.

Connie was taken aback for a moment, looking at this strange man, she was stunned for a moment.

"Um... how are you?" The man seemed a little shy, but he looked really handsome in a well-fitting suit, his facial features were somewhat childish, and he looked young.

"Connie, hello, I'm sorry for being late... There is a traffic jam on the road." Jasmine came out from the other side, and Connie hurriedly turned sideways to let the two of them in.

"Because of your invitation, I brought Jin here, happy birthday!" Jasmine took out a gift box, and Jin followed suit.

Connie took it over flattered, and thanked politely: "Thank you for the gift."

"Please come in, everyone is on the second floor." Connie smiled happily, ignoring the abnormal emotions in her heart.

"Aren't you going to take it apart and have a look? I hope you like it." Jin touched his head in embarrassment, staring at Connie with a pair of pure eyes.

Connie froze for a moment, nodded and opened the box.

Inside the dark blue box is a pair of blue earrings, which are small and cute, and the sapphires on them are shining brightly, which looks very beautiful.

What Jasmine gave was a bottle of eau de toilette.

"Thank you, the gift you sent is very beautiful, and the perfume of jasmine... daisy?" The smell is quite elegant, which is what Connie likes, but usually Connie doesn't use perfume.

Seeing that Connie liked it, Jasmine felt relieved, and took Jin's arm and went upstairs. Connie closed the door and followed her up to the second floor.

But looking at Jin's back, there is always an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

I seem to have seen...?

How could I have seen it?

This is Jasmine's boyfriend... Wait.

Connie paused, and suddenly remembered... Jasmine should have been obsessed with Sherlock, the only boyfriend she ever had... Moriarty who pretended to be gay to get close to Sherlock!

Suddenly, Connie's face was covered with cold sweat.

Could this man be Moriarty! ?

But no, she should remember Moriarty's face, why didn't she recognize it?

Thinking about it in her mind, Connie's eyes became a little frightened.

Because it wasn't just five years ago, even the memory of Moriarty in her "previous life" had become somewhat blurred.

She couldn't remember what Moriarty looked like!

Moriarty, a dangerous man with blue eyes like the sea.

Apart from these, she couldn't remember the details about Moriarty, but she still remembered nothing about the plot.

"Is something wrong with me?" Connie muttered softly, with a strange expression on her face.

"What's the matter?" Jin asked when the two people in front had already reached the second floor. Looking back, Connie was still standing on the stairs.

Connie looked at Jin's blue eyes and asked suddenly, "I don't know what Jin's last name is? It seems impolite to call you Jin?"

Jin suddenly smiled, like a sunflower blooming recklessly, with a completely different tension.

It's more like the true face of the soul is slowly revealed.

"It's okay. You can call me Jin." He showed his white teeth and uttered this sentence in a bright smile.

The two walked into the room.

Connie followed, the box in her hand was heavy.

She suddenly remembered the huge gem that Moriarty gave her when she was captured last time.

Is that blue, or red?

Connie found that her memory was blurred again, but instead of panicking, she suppressed this doubt first. After sleeping for five years, it is understandable that her memory is a little messed up, right?

But now, most importantly.

Moriarty is at your door!

Connie trotted into the room, and saw that people in the room had already introduced themselves to each other.

"Oh, the little one has received a gift again!" Mrs. Hudson teased amusedly.

Connie smiled: "Yes, it is a gift carefully selected by Jasmine and Jin, and I like it very much."

Mrs. Hudson said: "So, whose gift is Connie's favorite?"

Mycroft interrupted suddenly: "Why didn't you watch Sherlock buy gifts?"

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Connie caught Jasmine's gaze for an instant, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, while Jin's eyes seemed to be staring at her too.

#宝宝一点方#

In the silence, Sherlock took out a black box from his pocket.

This time I was really flattered.

Connie took it, and under everyone's focused eyes, opened the black box a little stiffly.

The author has something to say: Happy National Day everyone...