[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

In the video, the audience next to me was fascinated by the opera, and Sherlock and Helen both leaned their heads on the chairs and fell asleep.

Occasionally, someone's eyes would glance at the two of them inadvertently, with disgust on their faces.

Mycroft: "...."

Sherlock, you'd better hide in Baker Street and don't come out, the embarrassment is thrown outside.

And the theater was frequented not only by him, but by his nemesis, and Mycroft hoped no one would recognize Sherlock as his brother.

Otherwise, Mycroft can predict that next month his rivals will have plenty of talk about mocking him.

At this time, the heads of Sherlock and Helen in the video gradually slid off the armchairs, getting closer and closer, and finally bumped into each other with a bang.

Such a discordant voice made the audience next to them couldn't help but frown and looked at the two of them.

But both Helen and Sherlock just rubbed their heads as before, and continued to fall asleep as if nothing had happened.

Mycroft: "...." He refused to admit to knowing these two people!

After the opera performance was over, after coming out of the theater, Sherlock and Helen both stood at the entrance of the theater with their eyes still a little dazed.

"So, John's goldfish advice should never be taken at all. It's useless, boring, and a waste of time! That doesn't apply to us at all."

Sherlock looked at the crowd coming and going in a daze, and said coldly to Helen.

Helen yawned and nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

Helen's words caught Sherlock's attention. Seeing Helen's lovely appearance, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help reaching out and gently pinching her cheek. Sure enough, the touch was as good as ever.

"Sherlock, why do you like pinching me so much?"

Helen looked at Sherlock in puzzlement and asked, he seemed to like doing this to her very much.

"Because it's easy to touch!"

Sherlock didn't seem to know what shocking words he said, he blurted out the words casually with a cold face.

"Ah, is it?"

Helen expressed slight surprise at Sherlock's words, and then she stretched out her hand to Sherlock, "Then I want to touch yours too."

Sherlock watched Helen looking up at him intently, and stubbornly stretched out a small hand towards his face.

Sherlock finally lowered his body, and Helen finally got her wish and put her hand on Sherlock's face and pinched his face.

It's just that she quickly let go of Sherlock's face with a look of disgust: "Wrinkle monster!"

Sherlock's face turned dark, and he stretched out his hands to cup Helen's delicate face and rubbed it fiercely, and said with a sneer, "Even if it's wrinkles, you have to like it!"

"Ah, oh, Sherlock, oh, you bastard! Let me go!"

Under Sherlock's rubbing, Helen struggled to speak and resisted, but Sherlock only let her go after he was satisfied.

Of course, there is an indispensable candlelight dinner for this date. Although they have no expectations for this date, Sherlock and Helen still have to complete it according to the procedure.

Naturally, recalling the unpleasant experience of pretending to be a couple while eating at a restaurant last time, the two said in unison after the steak was served: "Absolutely don't feed me!"

The simultaneous words of Helen and Sherlock caught the waiter's attention. He looked at the loving couple feeding each other next to him, and then at this pair, his face was slightly wrinkled. Could it be that he encountered something strange? Tired yet?

Obviously Sherlock and Helen are not aware of what others think of them, or they don't care at all.

They just stared at each other hard, and then nodded slightly to signify agreement.

"Sherlock, you eat, you see that there is still so much left on your plate, almost untouched."

Helen gnawed the steak bit by bit with difficulty, looked at the steak on Sherlock's plate that he had only eaten a few mouthfuls of, and urged with some reluctance.

"No, I'm full." Sherlock flatly refused.

Obviously these words couldn't convince Helen, she stared: "This is far from the appetite of a normal man, I guess the stomach of a bird is better than yours."

Seeing Sherlock sneered at her words and remained indifferent, Helen had no choice but to use her trump card.

"If you don't eat, Sherlock, you will lose the treatment of two sugars for a cup of coffee in the future."

After hearing Helen's words, Sherlock finally turned around and stared at her fiercely, and reluctantly picked up his fork to eat the steak again.

It's just that he also threatened Helen: "You also have to eat nothing left for me, or I will give all the cakes you hid to Mycroft."

Helen instantly puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, but she turned her head and looked at the couple getting along with each other and blinked her eyes. She couldn't help but cleared her throat and said softly to Sherlock, "Dear Sherlock, I can't eat it." It's over, you want to help me, okay?"

However, Sherlock covered his ears with disgust and said angrily, "Speak well, and don't expect me to help you!"

In fact, Sherlock wouldn't admit that when Helen spoke to him in that voice, he felt an electrification in him.

Helen sighed dejectedly, sure enough what worked for other men must not work for Sherlock.

Don't come out on a date next time!Just suffer!Sherlock and Helen synchronized this thought.

After struggling through the dinner that made them suffer, Helen looked at the couple next to her when she left the restaurant.

Seeing her girlfriend wrapping her arms around her boyfriend sweetly and affectionately, Helen finally felt that she should do her duty as a girlfriend.

So without Sherlock's reminder, Helen took the initiative and quickly put her hand in Sherlock's arms.Slow down, she is afraid that she will regret it.

Sherlock didn't know what spurred Helen to act like this, but it was obvious that she pleased him so much.

With the corners of Sherlock's lips turned up, he took Helen's hand into his own and clasped his fingers tightly, then put it into his coat pocket.

Helen obeyed Sherlock's movement which was rare and did not struggle.

Under the night of London, the two of them wandered the streets side by side.

This kind of scene was something Helen never dared to imagine happening to her, and the warmth of the palms she held with Sherlock seemed to have been transmitted to her heart.

Helen only vaguely remembered seeing her parents like this when she was young, and it was a scene that made her feel extremely happy.

Helen looked at the tall figure of the man walking beside her, and her heart was filled with a feeling of happiness that she couldn't even hope for. Helen couldn't help but tell Sherlock her true feelings.

"Sherlock, although being so close to you still makes me uncomfortable, I am willing to try it in my heart. You are right, this is indeed a challenging adventure, but it is very beautiful to me. "

Hearing that, Sherlock stopped in his tracks, and the thoughts in his mind at this moment were indeed similar to Helen's.

"Goldfish's method is really boring, but it's not completely worthless. It's good to try it once in a while."

Helen tilted her head in confusion at Sherlock's words: "Sherlock, what do you mean, uh!"

Before Helen finished speaking, Sherlock pulled her into his arms vigorously, pressed her body against the railing and kissed her fiercely.

Unprepared, Helen's lips were kissed fiercely by Sherlock, and her body was pushed against the railing behind her, her eyes widened in shock.

Just looking at Sherlock in front of him, eyes closed and kissing her intently, with an obsessed face, his eyelashes brushing gently across his skin, Helen also closed her eyes as if bewitched, and began to be timid. She timidly responded to Sherlock.

Helen's response made Sherlock even more excited, and he kissed harder.

At this moment, a big gorgeous firework suddenly bloomed in the sky, just like Helen's heart at the moment, it also bloomed.

Sherlock and Helen were on the streets of London, under this beautiful night, under this sky full of colorful and colorful fireworks, they hugged each other tightly and kissed each other fiercely.

After finally ending the extremely intense but extremely long deep kiss, Helen was still dazed and unable to recover.

Sherlock laughed happily when he saw Helen's appearance. He liked the way Helen let him do whatever he wanted with her after the end.

Watson was eagerly waiting for Sherlock and Helen's return at home. As soon as he saw their figures, he couldn't wait to rush up and ask, "How is it going? Is the date going well?"

"Oh, John," Sherlock deliberately drew a long tone, and after whetting Watson's appetite, he reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "Although your suggestion is terrible, we still had a pleasant day .”

Watson: "..." Sherlock, you crossed rivers and demolished bridges more smoothly than anyone else!

Helen kept blushing and was pulled tightly behind him by Sherlock, oh my god, she still can't imagine that she and Sherlock would do that kind of behavior on the street.

This really had a big impact on Helen, and it made her still unable to recover.

Watson looked at Helen's shy appearance, and sneaked a sneak peek at the corner of Sherlock's mouth, oh oh oh, he understood, what a happy day indeed!

"Sherlock, I'm going back to rest!" Helen whispered as she struggled to hold the hand tightly held by Sherlock.

"Well, yes, but before that, did you forget to do one thing?"

Sherlock turned around and looked at Helen, reminding him faintly.

Helen blinked at Sherlock with some puzzlement at first, but when she met Sherlock's eyes, Helen's face immediately turned red.

That look Helen recognized, it was when Sherlock wanted to kiss her.

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