[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

It seems that everyone has their own new life, Watson has Mary and Liz, Mycroft has Olos, and Sherlock Holmes is still alone.

Olos sat on the sofa, watching Sherlock focus on the case in hand, without even blinking his eyes.

She gracefully put down the juice in hand and said, "Since you don't want her to go, why didn't you tell her."

"what?"

Sherlock frowned and said, "I think the deceased should know the murderer."

Oulos glanced at him coolly, and said, "The deceased did not show any signs of struggle, of course he knew the murderer."

"Don't change the subject, Sherlock."

Oulos sat on the sofa, suddenly, she felt a nausea in her stomach, and immediately ran into the bathroom to vomit.

When Olos came out weakly, Sherlock held a pen and said gloatingly, "It seems that you are not having a good time."

Olos stretched her neck, squinted at Sherlock and said, "At least it looks much better than you."

Sherlock snorted and wanted to taunt her, so Olos took out a small pink note and dangled it in front of his eyes. "Don't you want to know what this is?"

Sherlock fell silent all of a sudden, tilted his head, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Bai Qi's contact information, she uses Weibo, a communication software in China." She smiled strangely: "I guess you won't be interested."

After speaking, he stuffed the note into his pocket.

Sherlock looked away and poured himself a glass of water pretendingly, "How do you know?"

"She's my bridesmaid, what don't I know?"

Sherlock didn't speak, took a sip of water, sat back on the sofa, opened the case and continued to read.

There were regular knocks on the door.

Mycroft gave Sherlock a meaningful look, and then sat on the sofa with Olos in his arms.

"Are you ready?" Mycroft tilted his head and looked at the little woman in his arms.

Oulos nodded and said, "Sherlock, we are going on our honeymoon with Mycroft, and it may take a month to come back."

Then Sherlock raised his head, rolled his eyes, and said, "Don't talk about meaningless things and occupy my brain."

Olos kissed Mycroft's chin, raised a smug smile, and said provocatively: "You can clear it. By the way, we are going to China."

Sherlock's hand holding the pen froze.

Olos played with Mycroft's hand restlessly, and said distressedly in the dress: "Hey, there are still a lot of wedding presents at home that have not been opened."

"Then let's go back and unwrap the presents." Then he pulled Mycroft up and left. McCoff followed Madam's request very gentlemanly, with a rippling smile on his face.

Sherlock turned on the computer, and he performed beautiful and fast operations on the computer keyboard. A video of a certain airport in China appeared on the desktop immediately. In it, a girl was talking to someone. This infecting luster can still be seen clearly even through a layer of cold screen.

Sherlock closed his eyes and put his hand on his pulse in a disturbed way.

After silently counting for 1 minute, I was very unhappy to confirm that the heartbeat was faster than normal.

Sherlock frowned, stretched out his hand and tapped the keyboard quickly, and the picture disappeared from the screen in an instant. He rubbed his temples, but the complicated emotions in his heart did not disappear.

Nothing has ever troubled him more than this.

Depressedly, he walked to the window and saw a small pink note.

After returning home, Mycroft went to the gym to exercise. I don’t know when he started to care about his appearance. He practiced there for a while every day, while Olos opened presents in the room. How should I put it? ?

She thinks unwrapping presents is really super fun because you never know what's going to come in the next gift box.

She picked up a plainly packaged box with Sherlock Holmes written on it, and a smile appeared on the corner of Olosi's mouth. To be honest, she was really curious about what Sherlock would give.

Destroyed three outlooks! !It never occurred to her that what Sherlock sent was a dozen condoms, mint flavored, strawberry, spiral, bumped... everything, really worthy of his nickname of "little virgin".

She opened the gift box from Mrs. Holmes. Inside was a small raincoat... As expected of the Holmes family, she thought about the same thing.

What John Watson and his wife gave was more serious, a quilt...

Tea, coffee machine, soybean milk machine, bird's nest, candles, necklaces, bags... and a black envelope.

The envelope contained a photo. Olos's lips were half-opened, her eyes widened in surprise.

In the photo is a very ordinary pair of Asian couples, a young girl with curly hair and a gentle boy, they are holding hands and walking in the streets of the night market.

It's just that this girl... isn't she the one from her previous life?

She frowned, and suddenly remembered the man who received her bouquet on the wedding day... Is he him?

Oulos held her hand tightly, and the veins on it could almost be seen. On the back of the photo were "Miss me?" in three large Chinese characters...

But... there was a chance it was just a prank, a prank from Moriarty, and she picked up the phone.

"Hi, I'd like to have a private cup of coffee with my therapist."

Oulos got her wish and saw the unpackaged psychiatrist, Moriarty, in a private room of a private coffee shop.

"I thought you'd at least change your appearance when you came here today."

Olos put the bag aside and sat down with a smile. She looked at Moriarty in front of her. He was wearing a white T-shirt and looked quite energetic.

"You are handsome."

Moriarty shrugged and took a sip of coffee, "You were the one who received the bouquet on my wedding day."

"Is your follower not here?" Moriarty took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and dropped it on his mouth, which smelled like a hooligan.

"I think you don't want him to come, but seeing you appearing in London with a face of indifference...Obviously I was wrong."

"Is there a fire?" Moriarty raised his eyes and said casually, but Olos snatched the cigarette from his mouth neatly and threw it into the tray.

"Attention sir, I am pregnant."

"Moriarty frowned, not looking very happy, he looked at her with a tangled expression, and then took a sip of coffee.

"Tell me, where did the photo come from?"

Moriarty took a deep breath as if suddenly interested, and sniffed Olos like a dog.

"I smelled a secret," he said.

He paused, he looked at Olos' dissatisfied expression, and sincerely invited her to commit crimes with him. "What a lonely criminal world without you, Olos Holmes."

Oulos stuck out her tongue in disgust, and rolled her eyes by the way.

"Tell me, Moriarty!!! I don't have much patience, especially now that I'm an impatient pregnant woman."

Moriarty tilted his head and asked dissatisfied: "Are you really not thinking about it?"

"I'm just thinking about sabotaging your business right now."

"That's really fun at all."

"That's what you forced me to do."

Moriarty poured all the coffee down his stomach at once, frowned, "tsk~" and said, "My new partner."

"An old acquaintance of yours asked me to give it to you."

He shrugged: "I don't want to receive your bouquet at all."

"Remember to call me 100 million."

"Who is he?" Olos stood up, Moriarty suddenly approached her, and said in a vicious tone, "Don't bother me anymore."

Not to be outdone, Oulos said, "You haven't told me who he is yet."

"He said he would wait for you in China."

Olos stared blankly at the back of Moriarty leaving, but his walking posture seemed a little... strange.

She turned her head to look out the window, and there was a man in a baseball uniform standing outside. After a closer look, she realized that wasn't that Schwarzenegger?

When did the two of them get together?

On the street with people coming and going, under the thin rain, Oluosi stood at the crossroads, looking at the dark sky, she didn't dare to imagine who this "old man" was, and when she turned her head, she saw McCoff from a He got out of a black Mercedes-Benz, held a black umbrella, and looked at her anxiously.

Mycroft frowned, took off his coat and put it on Olos with a cold face, and said, "Why are you standing here in the rain?"

"It's raining, no umbrella, no money to take a taxi."

"Next time, call me."

Oulos raised her head, pursed her lips, and said in an aggrieved tone: "The phone is out of battery."

Mycroft hugged her into the car and said, "Next time it rains, find a place to hide and wait for me to find you, understand?"

Oulos nodded, her nose was sore, she hugged Mycroft's belly and said nothing.

When Bai Qi got off the plane and returned to her home... Looking at the supermarket in front of her, she knew she was doomed. China in this world was totally different from where she was.

Slightly depressed, he pulled his suitcase and found a hotel, constantly comforting himself.

Didn't you already think of this situation?

What's so sad... At worst, I'm a newcomer, I'm just a little homesick, and I miss Sherlock who is far away in London.

A man in a brown coat walked downstairs to 222b, stayed there for a long time, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled a cloud of thick smoke.

Shaking his head, he still left here.

The author has something to say: I am going to China~~~