[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

Mycroft's face was dark, and after reading the whole thing, his whole body was radiating cold air.

"What are loli and uncle?"

"Hahahaha" Oulos laughed happily, "Of course it means you are old."

She poked someone's stomach in a wicked way.

Mycroft grabbed her troublesome hand and said viciously, "I should have blocked this newspaper."

Oulos continued to laugh and said: "But it can't change the existing facts."

"McGee, oh, no, should I call you uncle?" Olos was naughty again.

Mycroft hugged Olos, "Honey, I think we need to have a good chat."

Oulos saw Mycroft's smirk and knew what he wanted to do.

Immediately want to escape...

"Let go of me!" Mycroft hugged Olos tightly and walked towards the room.

"You!!! Let me go!!!"

"You... this old man, you fat man." Olos wanted to kick him, but McCoff grabbed his ankle.

"I don't like you anymore, I'm not married anymore!"

"Hate!!!"

McCoff ignored her, kicked the door, and threw Olos on the bed.

221b

Bai Qi finally cleaned the room, but saw Sherlock throwing things around again, she wanted to say something, but thought of her sloppy English, she swallowed it again.

Hua Sheng entered the door with Liz in his arms, and was amazed at the unprecedented cleanliness of 221b. Then he saw Bai Qi holding a mop with black lines all over his face.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about Sherlock."

He persuaded: "This is not your job."

Bai Qi turned her head and said blankly, "Then what should I do?"

"...to handle the case?"

There haven't been any cases recently, and Bai Qi can't speak English, so I'm afraid he can't do well.

Watson thought silently, turned his head to look at Sherlock on the sofa who said "I'm the uncle", and still didn't understand why he hired Bai Qi as his assistant. After all, 221b is not a charity.

Bai Qi sat on the ground with a distressed expression, feeling like she was about to cry, she just wanted to be quiet, but her face remained calm.

A broad hand came into her eyes, and she raised her head to look at the owner of this hand. His nose was high, and his delicate facial features made his whole body seem to be enlightened.

"stand up!"

Bai Qi tilted his head in doubt.

Sherlock spit out two words lightly: "Handle the case."

Bai Qi jumped up as if on hormones, quickly tidied up her appearance, then smiled brightly and said, "Let's go."

Watson looked at the two protagonists with incredible eyes the whole time, saying that there was no sex, he really didn't believe it.

Just isn't Sherlock married to his job?

When I went downstairs, I ran into Mrs. Hudson. She patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and shot him with sympathetic eyes.

At this moment, he desperately needed Mary's return, he looked down at the baby, and felt like crying for no reason.

McCoff has always thought of himself as an extremely rational person. If someone told him half a year ago that he would fall in love with someone and even do many stupid things for her, he would definitely sneer at it. He really has a good feeling for some people, and he will be more ruthless to kill this feeling before it gets deeper.

In this country that claims to be enlightened and ruled by law, those in power can buy many homeless people sleeping in secluded places for a small sum of money, but no one knows about their quiet little things.In a country where the gap between rich and poor is obvious, a few euros can buy the innocence of a teenage girl. In a country full of black people, there are hunting clubs, and as long as they give a sum of money to the poor, they will be willing. When the rich man played prey, he was shot alive by the other party.Those in power use their appeal and power to lead the public's speech, and a single sentence can even trigger a world war.

He also once encountered a child who was inherently inferior but full of desire for performance. For the price of a lollipop, he was bewitched by others and sprinkled sex in the meal that the auntie in the cafeteria was making.In the end, both the child who was the victim and the child who was the murderer died, but the real man behind the scenes kept the video he shot on his private computer, recalling his greatness and joy from time to time.

Moriarty is also a heinous guy. He killed many people and created a dark organization to weave a gorgeous crime for others.

He is not like Sherlock, for justice, for peace, or to experience the thrill of decryption.

He didn't agree with Sherlock's determination to kill Moriarty. When he saw something, he could often sort out the cause and effect at once. He didn't want that kind of thing, he just sat on the chair , you can see through everything outside.

He just feels bored, and in the boredom, he is constantly looking for something that can make him superior, that is, rights.

He knew that his younger brother was stubborn and had a weird form, and had always been a lunatic in the eyes of ordinary people. His sister... What's more, to a certain extent, she was a crazier person than Moriarty.

Moriarty wasn't a genius, just smart in his eyes, very smart, without hitting the bottom line, and he didn't want to get in the way of his stupid little brother's little fun.

All of this, he kept telling himself what kind of world he was facing, but he did one thing that made him hate and be happy after all, he fell in love with someone.

And this person, never thought it was his sister.

When Bai Qizai faced the prisoner, he demonstrated the profoundness of Chinese martial arts very smoothly, making the people around him gasp and exclaim, but when he was chasing him, he didn't know if it was because he was too excited and lost him in the end. Angrily, he squatted on the ground and covered his face.

"I'm so useless." But it was a little difficult to speak English. She curled her lips in annoyance, but she didn't know that Sherlock had not come out to take robbery cases before. Although this hunt seemed to have failed, it was originally That's what those guys from Scotland Yard did.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and he is just a detective who solves crimes.

He called Lestrade, and quickly predicted in his brain the possible route and characteristics of the prisoner. In the end, he didn't even say "goodbye", and quickly turned off the phone.

With light-colored eyes, he glanced at the girl squatting on the ground quietly and asked, "Can you stand up?"

Bai Qi shook his head sadly.

Then Sherlock crouched down under her surprised gaze.

"What?" Accidentally broke out in Chinese!

Bai Qi secretly despised himself, feeling so uneducated! !

Sherlock frowned, said something in Chinese with a London accent, and said, "Come up."

"Huh?" Sherlock frowned again, obviously wondering if he had made a mistake, but he was always confident in his language ability, he pouted, and said in a straight voice: " Come up, I'll carry you back."

After a long time, Bai Qi recalled this day with a smile on her face. She said: "Women are really creatures who are easily moved by details. They can appreciate the rose gold and silver jewelry that is presented to them every day. Disdain, but may be deeply rooted because of the person who silently accompanied you when you were sad."

Bai Qi suddenly had a very strong desire to have Sherlock Holmes kneel down and sing Conquest for her.

Because she really began to fall in love with her idol, Sherlock Holmes, the person who could touch her eyes and feel her warmth.

After McCoff finished his explanation, he withdrew from the conference hall. The sound insulation of the conference hall was very good, so there was no sound at all.

Official A: "Recently the news about Mr. Holmes has been hotly discussed in the UK. As a public figure of the government, I don't think this is a good phenomenon."

"As far as there is a saying in the East, this kind of thing has reduced the British government to an existence with no prestige like some actors."

Official B: "National attention is high, and the heated discussion about marriage has not shown any negative trend so far. This will inevitably make people wonder if you are confusing the public and blurring the concept."

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After the meeting, Mycroft returned to his office. When he opened the door, he saw Olos leaning on the sofa half-lying and half-sitting in a bored manner. I felt a chill down my spine for an instant, and immediately straightened my back when I saw McCoff, with a magazine on my knee.

McCoff hugged her on his lap, casually flipped through the magazine a few times with her hand, and then blushed in various ways.

"Recently there have been a lot of gossip about a certain politician on the Internet."

Mycroft didn't mean to discuss it. The more you pay attention to this unhealthy thing, the more it can grow wildly under your nose. If you don't care, you will be fine.

"How did you get in?"

"I knocked someone out, uh... she should be lying in the toilet now." Olos hooked Mycroft's neck in a flattering expression, and said with bright colors in her big dark eyes.

"I'll tell Amy to fix it." (Amy is McCoff's personal assistant.)

Olos pouted and snickered, like a mouse that got rice, she knew that McCoff would help her deal with it.

Oulos happily threw the magazine aside, kissed the corner of his lips so hard, stood up holding his hand, and said, "The meeting is over, let's go eat, I'm hungry."

Mycroft touched Oluosi's head, touched the silky hair with his fingertips, and instinctively kissed Oluosi on the cheek.

Olos took him downstairs affectionately, and in the elevator, there were a few staff members with serious expressions secretly looking at them... Olos suddenly thought of something she had heard about McCoff when she came here. Ambiguous rumors, pouted unhappily.

The author has something to say: la la la la~~~ wait until they get married and wait until the flowers are gone~~~~