[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

The palm-sized square box is very conspicuous in Connie's pale palm.

Connie opened it, and saw a black wristband in matte velvet, and the small bridge clock on it.

This is a watch, but it seems to be different from ordinary watches.

In the audience, except for Sherlock and Watson, everyone seemed to sigh slightly, as if they were a little relaxed?

"Thank you." As far as Connie herself is concerned, she really likes this simple and elegant style, and although this watch looks low-key, it has a connotative texture.

It is estimated that it is not cheap.

Although Connie is not in the habit of wearing a watch.

Not only watches, but as long as it is jewelry, she doesn't like to wear it on her body.

Seeing this, Sherlock nodded, knowing that she liked it, and didn't say anything.

From an outsider's point of view, this reaction is a little flat.

Lestrade took a sip from his glass: "Oh, are all couples like this now?"

Mycroft lingered on the watch unpredictablely.

But Watson pushed Lestrade's arm and whispered in his ear: "That watch, Sherlock has the exact same one on his left hand..." He had seen it several times when he knew Sherlock, The kid often looks at his watch.But he couldn't tell what brand it was.

Lestrade immediately stretched his neck and looked hard at Sherlock's left hand.

Mycroft obviously didn't miss this sentence, his ears are always so sharp that he always hears what he shouldn't hear.

"That's a watch Sherlock made himself when he was 16 years old, and it's connected to his personal satellite." The elder brother obviously liked to run wildly on the road to death.

Alexander reacted: "The one you bought for him at the age of ten?"

Mycroft shook his head. "The one he built himself at the age of 12."

Nina suddenly burst into laughter: "It seems that I can still see my wish come true in my lifetime."

The inexplicable conversation of several people made the rest of the people confused.

Connie looked at Nina and subconsciously asked, "What wish?"

"It is the wish of the Sherlock Holmes family that one of the sons can start a family." She smiled kindly and said such scary words calmly.

Mycroft waved his hand indifferently: "Oh! Mom, it won't happen forever, you have to know that there are many ways in this world to..."

Nina waved her hand in disgust to stop the eldest son from continuing: "Your younger brother has already found a wife, why are you still single? Don't be ashamed."

As the saying goes, today is no better than yesterday.

Mycroft was never treated like this at home until Sherlock found a girlfriend.

"Okay, the banquet has started, today should be a happy day." After accepting the gift, seeing the scene of bickering again, Mrs. Hudson came up to change the subject with a kind face.

Connie smiled, seeing Sherlock staring at her all the time, she still took off the watch and put it on her left hand.

It suits her skin surprisingly well.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Connie walked to Sherlock and smiled softly at him.

It's rare that a male friend has such a sense, and even gave him a birthday present.

Seeing her so happy, Sherlock was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, he put his arms around Connie and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"I think the next thing you need to do is to continue your education and this is a gift of reminder."

Connie: "..."

What was she touching just now?

Watson and Lestrade: "..." Suddenly they are no longer envious.

Jasmine and Jin came up and stood opposite them.

Connie felt it immediately, the cheetah-like eyes were staring at her closely, as if they wanted to eat her.

Connie looked up and met a pair of pale blue eyes.

Sherlock, Jin, Jasmine, and Connie stood in a row, which was actually a slightly steep Wi-Fi signal. At this moment, Connie raised her head, and in Sherlock's arms, she felt that she was so small that she could be trampled to death.

"Hi, Sherlock." Jasmine greeted and looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at her, nodded, and glanced at Kim.

"This is my boyfriend, Jin. Jin, this is my colleague, Sherlock." Jasmine introduced, and after a while, Jin stretched out his hand, and his slender, white palm was in the air, looking very gentlemanly.

Sherlock didn't hold it up, and the eyes of the two met in the air, with a taste of sparks.

Connie looked at Kim, then at Sherlock, wondering if they saw anything.

"Then, everyone have a good time." Connie relieved the embarrassing atmosphere aloud, and under the eyes of the two, she greeted and pulled Sherlock to Mycroft's side.

"I think he might be Moriarty." Connie whispered in Sherlock's ear, watching his reaction.

Sherlock paused, looked at Connie: "Maybe?"

"Have you lost your memory?" he continued.

Connie was no longer surprised by his increased intelligence.

"Well, I remember some things...but the information about him seems...as if it was deleted." Even if he was kidnapped before and can't remember it, there should be some memories in his previous life, after all, his appearance does not change of.

She could only attribute this change to that strange coma, and that strange woman.

Sherlock nodded, "I know."

Connie was taken aback: "You know?"

Sherlock played with her slender fingers, the slender fingers were intertwined one by one, and the fingers were entangled.

"know."

Feelings have already been seen?

Connie was frustrated: "Then you still have this reaction?"

Sherlock chuckled, and a magnetic voice rubbed and overflowed from his throat.

"It's ok." He squeezed the back of Connie's palm and sat on the sofa around Connie, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair.

Watson who just sat down: "...I knew I should have called Sarah here..."

"You can break up now, I think she is cheating on you now." Sherlock threw a basin of cold water in front of him.

Mycroft next to him also answered: "Anisia, Preparatory Town, No. 155, Qingwu Street."

It sounds like an address.

At that moment, Watson's whole body was in a daze.

Sarah, cheating?

This must be a joke.

Sherlock didn't even need to look at Watson to know what was going on in his head at this moment.

"If you don't believe me, you can call and ask. I think you only need to ask one question, and she will break up with you logically." Well, even if the girlfriend cheated, she was still the one who got broken up.

Connie felt that little friend John was a bit miserable, but when she thought about Sherlock's words, she felt Watson's words... Maybe she would really have this reaction.

At this moment, Connie thought of Watson's official partner, who seemed to be an agent named...Mary?

Although Peanut has a pure nature, he always seems to be attracted to women with a sense of mystery and danger.

#Being slag is just a moment#

The innocent little sheep was led on the road of corruption after all.

Otherwise, he can still struggle for a while.

The gasps on the other end of the phone seemed to confirm what the Holmes brothers had said.

"John, I think..."

John lowered his head in embarrassment: "I know, Sarah. Let's break up."

Lestrade looked at Watson who had the same difficulties as himself, sighed, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, sorry."

Mycroft held a piece of cake in his hand: "Well, die early and live early."

Sherlock did not refute this time: "So starting tomorrow, you can continue to invest in the case."

"But it's rare that you can say goodbye by yourself."

Connie patted his chest: "Say less."

Being so stimulated by these two brothers and still unable to say a word about breaking up, it was simply... Connie silently swallowed back the adjective that appeared in her heart.

"Come on, John, get drunk and relieve all your worries!" Connie broke a glass of wine and went to give it to John, and clinked glasses with him. The cocktail in the glass was sweet, and Connie drank it after two sips.

"Where there is no grass in the world, why bother to fall in love with a single flower. This only shows that your destined love has not yet come! Come on!" The straightforward words gave John strength, and he was very positive amidst the ridicule of others .

Although he didn't understand the first half of the sentence at all.

"Thanks, Connie..." John downed his drink.

Connie smiled, and was snatched back by Sherlock before she could speak.

"This is wine." He frowned, Connie felt her face was hot, and said with a smile: "It's just a cocktail, you won't get drunk, I won't pour it down..." She burped, The taste of oranges is in the mouth.

"But I didn't know that cocktails are so delicious..."

#Henry feels flattered#

Sherlock looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Connie was about to speak, but felt that the person in front of her seemed to become two.

"Huh?" Why are there two Sherlocks?

Shaking her head, Connie reached out and grabbed the face in front of her, rubbing and rubbing.

He murmured: "It's strange... Do I have glaucoma? I'm young..."

Her head seemed to be drowsy, and Connie clapped her hands, feeling something wet and slippery in the soft touch. Before she could tell what it was, she fell on Sherlock's chest in the next second.

The man in a suit licked the cocktail on his hand and smiled lightly: "It's quite delicious."

Light orange flavor.

Sitting on the side, Mycroft tutted out a sentence in Chinese: "A beast in clothes."

Sherlock replied without changing his expression in Chinese: "Single dog."

The three people around were immediately hit by arrows.

Holding the younger Connie, Sherlock got up and went into the bedroom, took off Connie's shoes, put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch her quietly.