[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

"It's nothing, I just told him that I have a way to go back." She muttered, "Who knew that his face would turn dark all of a sudden."

"OMG!" She exclaimed suddenly.

"He's not in love with you, is he?"

Connie: "..."

"And know that you have traveled through time!"

Connie: "..."

"So it hurts when I know I can take you away!"

Connie: "..."

#What the hell#

"What's your situation? She's Sherlock. Even if the character design collapses, it won't collapse like this." Connie said helplessly.

"That's not necessarily the case, a man in love..."

Connie: Although she and Sherlock are boyfriend and girlfriend, it's really awkward to hear someone describe Sherlock as a "man in love"...

"By the way! I haven't told you my name yet! My name here is Mary, and my real name is Baby Chen." The blue-eyed, blond-haired beauty stretched out her slender hand.

"I know your name here is Connie, what's your real name?"

Connie stretched out her hand: "Wang Boran."

#This is really a woman like the wind#

Speaking of Rufeng, Connie suddenly remembered the day when she disappeared suddenly.

After asking, Mary immediately attracted suspicious eyes.

"What's the matter?" Connie accepted her scrutiny with a puzzled expression.

"You may not believe it, but I have a portable storage space where I can put things and hide people. This is my golden finger."

Connie: "..."

"It's true!" Mary said, and directly grabbed two hot sausages out of the air with both hands.

"Hey." She handed over one, and sent it to her mouth with the other hand.

Connie took a bite and looked at her delicately. For a while, it seemed that she often smelled this smell at the gate of the police station.

"Mary..." She hesitated for a second.

Mary has already wiped out half of it: "You're welcome, you can call me a baby."

Connie: No, the baby refuses.

"What's the matter?"

"Did you sell sausages at the door of Scotland Yard for a while?"

"Huh? You know this too? Did you patronize my shop? But I won't forget..."

In a moment, she had wiped out all the sausages in her hand.

Embarrassed by her look, Connie pushed the sausage forward: "Do you still want it?"

"No, it's a little oily."

Connie: "..." silently took a bite.

#It's a bit oily#

"What's your relationship with Irene Adler?" Connie just remembered to ask.

#This girl’s brain hole is so strange that she feels out of reach#

Mary stretched out a finger and waved it: "Okay-ki-friend."

Connie: "..."

"Speaking of which, I have to remind you that she has been secretly in love with Sherlock for a long time. If you like Sherlock, you have to start early." Mary's meaningful gaze made Connie terrified.

She replied with a numb face: "Thank you for the reminder, but it's okay, we have confirmed the relationship between male and female friends."

Mary: "..."

"Then Mo Niang still said you...!" Her eyeballs rolled around, and Connie's expression suddenly became depressed.

"Oops!" She suddenly shouted again, took Connie's hand and ran downstairs.

The two of them ran downstairs just in time to see John come out of the door.

John's face froze, and a guilty conscience suddenly appeared on his face.

"Connie? Where have you been?" He glanced at the door behind him as he spoke.

Mary didn't care so much, she just pushed John away and rushed into the door.

"Snapped!"

"They're coming!" Mary shouted anxiously as soon as she opened the door, but both of them froze after pushing the door open.

The naked beauty is next to the big man in black.

"This is so embarrassing..." Mary said in a low voice, and turned to look at Connie's expressionless face.

"What are you doing?" Then, Mary saw Connie showing an extremely gentle and lovely smile, with eight standard teeth, white and bright.

She seemed a little cold.

She loosened her hands, and saw that Connie's smile remained unchanged, and she walked forward with clear eyes, and pulled Irene Adler away.

Glancing up and down: "32, 24, 34; nice figure, Miss Adler." :-D

John who just pushed through the door: "???"

Irene Adler looked at Connie with eyes full of smiles, and said in a low voice for a while, "I finally know why he likes you so much."

#This feeling of being suddenly praised by a rival in love#

#Good life is inexplicable#

"Thank you." Irene Adler smiled seductively at Connie, barely covering her three points, and turned her head to look at Sherlock in a charming posture.

"Show me your gentlemanly demeanor?"

Sherlock looked into her eyes, and before she moved, John behind him came up and offered a coat.

Connie: "..." Is this a short coat?

Mary: "You're Teddy?"

Connie: "Low key..."

John: "What?"

Sherlock: "John!"

He let out a low growl, his expression seemed a little dull.

John looked at him guiltyly: "Sorry, I didn't stop her, but you have to know that you are also at fault."

Sherlock: "the fire!"

"Oh!" Teddy suddenly panicked.

"Don't move!" Suddenly, a group of men in black rushed into the room and pointed guns at them one by one.

Irene had no choice but to take John's clothes, barely covering her thighs.

"Five versus four, we have a chance of winning." Mary whispered in Connie's ear.

Connie: "No, please don't count me in."

Mary: "Don't be modest."

"Kneel down!" shouted a gray-haired man in the lead, pointing the gun at Sherlock.

Both John and Eileen were pressed to their knees.

Connie and Mary looked at each other, and turned their guns around.

"No! A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!" Mary shouted without fear.

Connie: "..." This fellow may have come out of a mental hospital.

"You, go and pick the lock." The gray old man raised his chin and pointed his gun at Connie.

Connie pointed to herself silently, and said timidly, "What lock do you open?"

He narrowed his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, you even said the password."

Connie: "???"

#青天白日 is really a dog#

Mary cursed: "She's talking about Irene's measurements, 32, 24, 34, you idiot!"

Connie was afraid that she would be shot and collapsed, and she was even more sure that this little friend came out of a mental hospital.

Maybe still serious.

She collected herself and began to recall in her mind. After a while, the memory came back clearly.

She looked at Sherlock, who was frowning in thought, obviously not even knowing where the safe was.

So, the time she passed out into his body, he didn't actually see her memory?

Then why did her memory suddenly become clear?

Thinking back to the plot after Irene, Connie had no clues in her mind, as if the memory of the plot was only accompanied by this woman.

Connie looked at Irene Adler.

#This Different Beauty#

"I'll do it." Connie said suddenly.

Mary was taken aback. Seeing Connie's proactive appearance, she didn't know what to think, and she was relieved again.

The gray old man looked at Connie suspiciously, but she smiled back and said, "Women understand women better."

#At this moment, she seems to be the ruler of the world! #

Connie strode forward aggressively, staggered - and kicked Sherlock's leather shoe.

John: "..." It was horrible.

Erin: "..." A girl as weird as Mary.

Mary: "..." The pretense failed.

Sherlock: "Be careful." He directly grabbed Connie domineeringly by the waist, and picked her up with one arm.

John: "..." You still flirt with girls at this time!

Erin: "..." What's weird?

Mary: "..." The cold dog food was slapped randomly on the face.

Connie: "Ahem..." How embarrassing!

Connie stood still, coughed lightly, patted Sherlock's arm and said, "It's okay."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the ornately decorated mirror.

In the mirror, only the top of her head can be seen.

Connie groped along the metal platform under the mirror, pressed a mechanism, pressed it down, and the mirror moved upwards, revealing a safe in the wall.

Connie compared her height.

She had to stand on tiptoes to press the code.

So, all the people above 1.7 meters saw a little girl of 1.6 meters standing on tiptoe desperately, pressing on the combination lock, and had to stop and rest for a while every time they pressed a number.

John: "..."

Erin: "..."

Mary: "..."

All the agents: "..." I suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Finally, the last number 4 was entered.

Connie stood on her tiptoes, pulled the door of the safe out with the last breath of strength, and then squatted down with a gasp.

#Mom is so tired#

#These unsympathetic bandits#

"Huh..." Taking a deep breath, Connie rested for a while before recovering from her trance. Just as she was about to stand up, a black shadow suddenly fell on her head.

"Ah!" She snorted and fell to the ground.

He met Sherlock's downcast eyes.

And the phone screen that lights up.

"Sherlock?" She looked at the letters on the screen cross-eyed.

In the next second, Sherlock grabbed her with his long hand and picked her up. The phone that fell on the ground was also picked up by another hand with bright red cardamom.

"There will be a period later." Irene blew a kiss and ran out of the room.

Sherlock looked at Connie, who had a reddish forehead, and turned his head, "John, go to the police."

Connie shook her head violently, and barely lifted her head to look around: "Where's Mary?"

"She's gone." The corners of Sherlock's eyes sank, watching Connie rubbing her head.

"Are you ok?"

"It's okay, I just fell a little dizzy." After a pause, Connie stood up, looked at the messy ground, and gasped, a man died on the floor.

"What happened?" She looked at Sherlock in surprise, saw him pointing to the safe, and tiptoed to aim at a black hole.

#never have a moment#

#Make Connie like this#

#Thank you so much for her height#

Seeing the yellow corners of the box, Connie stretched out her hand and pulled out the document. When she opened it, it turned out to be a stack of photos.

"Sherlock! Look! The picture is..." Connie's voice stopped abruptly, just because she pulled out that picture and turned it over.

"..." What is this #shewhere# happened? #

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, staring at the photo, and suddenly pulled it over.

John, who came back after reporting to the police, saw the two of them looking at the photo together, thinking it was an indecent photo of the Queen, he hesitated for a while and moved over.

In the end, what he saw turned out to be a terrible event that shattered his soul.

"Connie!" John exclaimed.

He wasn't calling Connie, though, but he was too shocked to see the person in the photo.

That's right, the person in the photo is Connie.

Moreover, she was still the same five years ago.

This shows what?

#一个比恶 Queen started secretly filming her five years ago#

#A teenage girl#

Connie: She suddenly feels better.