Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Sherlock keeps the promise.The next morning, he came to Mr. Sammy's house with the two tails behind him.

It was still early at that time, and Ayu was sitting at the dining table, drinking tea and talking to Mrs. Hudson, when he suddenly heard a cold voice above his head.

"Have you finished eating?" Someone asked her, and Ayu was still holding the teacup, so she didn't care when she heard it, and replied casually, "It's finished eating."

After finishing speaking, I realized later who the voice belonged to, and couldn't help being stunned. I was about to look up in a daze, but someone threw a coat over and said, "Okay, let's go."

Without asking, without discussing, and without saying anything unnecessary, Ayu put on his coat in a daze, and then joined the investigation of Mr. Sami's disappearance.

Mr. Sammy is a very rich man. He has several companies with good profits under his name. After his mysterious disappearance, the company fell into turmoil. Fortunately, the vice president he single-handedly selected was very capable and quickly helped Mrs. Sammy The chaotic situation was stabilized.

Because of work, he often comes to Mr. Sami's house these days.

When Sherlock arrived, the vice president was about to leave. He was a very handsome man with broad shoulders and long legs. He looked about 30 years old and had an imposing manner, but there was a gloomy expression between his brows.

Not as good looking as Overlord Nini.

When he left, Mr. Detective was about to go in. When they passed each other, the two of them inadvertently met eyes, and then hurriedly separated.

Sherlock still had his hands in his pockets, with a calm expression on his face, and Ayu followed behind him in a daze, holding his hand by Dr. Watson, and suddenly felt the stagnation in the air.

She subconsciously looked towards the person who was leaving. The vice president was walking, and she didn't know what to think, but she also turned around suddenly, saw A Yu who was looking at him, and smiled at her inexplicably.

Ayu was taken aback, before he could move his mouth, his head was pushed away by the slender and cold fingers.

"Let's go." Mr. Detective narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, simply put his whole palm on Ayu's head, and led her to the yard.

He didn't look back the whole time, as if he wasn't curious at all, and when Ayu took the time to look back, there was no one at the door.

Mrs. Sammy greeted her with her eyes wiped as usual. The sockets of her eyes were so red that the drops of water would not fall out. She looked beautiful and pitiful.

There was no one in the big manor. According to Mrs. Sammy, it was because after Mr. Sammy disappeared mysteriously, she was always restless, thinking repeatedly about the shadow that Mr. Sammy had mentioned, and couldn't sleep at night.

She began to doubt everyone in the manor, and later, she even started to have mental problems. There was no way, except for one person who came to cook and clean regularly, and the rest were fired.

When she spoke, her complexion was pale, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes, as if she was tense to the extreme, had nowhere to go, and was about to collapse at any time, looking extremely haggard and pitiful.

Ayu was wearing long-sleeved clothes, and had fluffy thin gloves on his hands. He couldn't bite his fingers, so he could only subconsciously tug on Sherlock's clothes.

Out of her exceptionally keen intuition, she always felt that this originally extremely normal scene was indescribably weird.

"What's the matter?" Sherlock's eyes were inspecting the lush manor, and Watson was talking to Mrs. Sammy. He felt the small force on the clothes, and lowered his head and asked softly.

Hearing the voice, Ayu blinked and raised his head to look at him, and couldn't help showing a bit of hesitation on his face: "No." While answering, she couldn't help but said blankly, "I just think it's weird. "

"What's wrong?" Sherlock seemed to be a little interested. He bent over and leaned over, as if whispering, with a soft voice, "Tell me."

Ayu couldn't speak anymore, looked left and right hesitantly, and lightly pinched his fingers, finally had no choice but looked at Sherlock in embarrassment, and shook his head slightly: "I don't know, I can't tell."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes a little and gave a chuckle. He straightened up, put one hand in his pocket, and suddenly patted Ayu's head with the other: "Don't hesitate, tell me, what feels strange."

Ayu was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his finger. He didn't know what happened, so he pointed at the large rose field beside him.

Ayu: "..."

The rose field blooms in a very conspicuous place in the manor.

This place is well planned, surrounded by lush shrubs, opening up a beautiful shape, such a beautiful scenery can be seen by people as soon as they enter the door, and it can be seen that it was quite popular with the owner in the past.

And the reason why it is said to be in the past is because this place is still as beautiful as ever, but it is not so exquisite. It seems that it has been neglected, weeds have grown in the garden, and the flowers are wilting.

Sherlock smiled when he heard Ayu's words, thought of something, patted her on the head, and walked towards Mrs. Sammy who was talking to Watson.

He asked about this rose field, as if he was very interested, and praised the beauty of the roses.

Mrs. Samy's fingers that were wiping away tears paused briefly, and she turned around to look at the brightly blooming flower fields, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

She didn't seem to be in a good condition, but in order to cooperate with Mr. Detective's investigation, she still spoke in a very soft voice, which seemed to be colder than when she was crying.

Mr. Sammy really liked her.

This kind of love is love at first sight.He fell in love with the girl standing in the sun for the first time, poking the brim of her hat with her crooked eyes. In the following days, this kind of liking was like a rich floral fragrance, which gradually became richer and warmer.

He tried his best to marry her into his home, was obedient to her, and even spent a lot of money to open up this field of roses that bloomed all year round for her.

When Mrs. Sami said this, her expression was soft, but her eyes were unusually cold.

To a keen detective, she would naturally not say what exactly Mr. Sammy used to do to her.

She just recounted the romantic past very softly, and then managed to see the moved look in the soft-hearted doctor's eyes.

Mrs. Sammy smiled softly. This was the first time she smiled at anyone after Mr. Sammy disappeared.

When she smiled, she would reveal two small pear dimples, and it was from this warm and soft smile that she could vaguely see the girl Mr. Samy fell in love with at first sight in the sun.

Mrs. Sammy said that this is her and her husband's favorite flower field. When Mr. Sammy was still there, the husband and wife would visit it every day and talk romantic and touching words here.

But after Mr. Sami disappeared, she didn't come here anymore, and she no longer tidied up the flower field meticulously, which made her think of her husband who loved her deeply, and then fell into endless depression.

After Mrs. Sammy finished speaking, she left with red eyes, as if she could no longer face such a cruel reality. Watson froze for a moment, looked at the direction she was leaving with a frown, and hesitated whether to comfort her.

But I always feel that married people are not suitable for this kind of thing_(:з」∠)_

Dr. Watson hesitated, but his little entanglement was not noticed, but if Mary was here, she might praise him for it.

Sherlock stretched out his finger and tapped his chin lightly. He pondered for a while, then walked to the flower field of Sammy's house, looked carefully, and then raised his eyes to signal Ayu to come over.

The little girl ran over, poked her head curiously, then stretched out her finger, and gently touched the little flower that was wilting due to neglect.

"See what?" Sherlock stood aside with arms folded, saw her movements, and asked lightly, she was very interested in some unexpectedly sharp intuitions of the little girl.

Ayu was stunned by the question, and thought hard for a while, looking at the wise and quiet detective, and then at the beautiful flower field swaying in the wind in front of him, he couldn't help being embarrassed.

It really can't be blamed on President Yu not being smart enough.

Detecting cases is too unfamiliar to her. In fact, before meeting Loki, her world was relatively straightforward, and she rarely thought hard about one thing first, and then to judge.

Because what you want to do can basically be pushed through with force, so there is no need to be so embarrassing.

Until now, I saw Sherlock carefully investigate a case, and then discover unusual details from the seemingly calm appearance, and finally rely on reason to analyze and judge the truth of the matter.

A Yu felt that this was an existence that would fight and criticize.

"Did you see anything?" Seeing that she was silent, Sherlock asked lightly again. He stretched out his hand and plucked the petals on one side, as if to remind him, "What does your intuition tell you?"

Ayu felt that his intuition had already died on the spot, but facing Sherlock who was waiting for her answer, he could only move his mouth vainly, his face turned red, and then he found another way: "I think..."

"Huh?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think Mrs. Sammy looked very sad just now." Ayu replied in a low voice, "But I don't think she is because of this rose field, and it seems... It doesn't seem to be because of Mr. Sammy either."

Ayu poked his face, and after he finished speaking, he was also dazed, and only vaguely remembered Mrs. Sammy's unusually indifferent voice at a certain moment in his mind.

Sherlock smiled softly. He turned his head to look at the rose field next to him, and then at the direction Mrs. Sammy left, and nodded his chin lightly: "Interesting."

"Why do you say that?" After struggling for a while, Dr. Watson decided to let Mrs. Sammy be quiet. He walked over and just heard two people talking, and said strangely, "I think Mrs. The disappearance of Mr. is very sad, how could it not be because of him?"

"That's right." Ayu poked his head lightly, then pointed to the rose field full of weeds due to being neglected, and held his chin in doubt, "But I always feel..."

"If it is something left by a very important person, even if you dare not approach it because you are afraid of being sad, you will not let it be destroyed..."

The little girl frowned and looked at it, as if she was very puzzled. Watson was slightly startled when she saw it. After thinking about it carefully, she found it very reasonable.

Suddenly, he felt that the originally beautiful manor became weird. Thinking of Mrs. Sammy's red eyes every time they met, Dr. Watson became very silent.

"It seems that there are many secrets here." Sherlock put his hands in his pockets and nodded thoughtfully.

After pondering for a while, he stretched out a hand, patted Ayu's head lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's quite sharp." Then, he turned his head to look at Watson again, and paused for a second with a strange expression on his face. Cai said, "Go in and have a look."

Watson:? ? ? ? ? ?

Why do you feel that what he originally wanted to say was not "go in and have a look", but "you are a real dish"?

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