[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Rebecca almost coaxed him softly: "Okay, big boy, nice to meet you."

Rebecca offered to shake his hand, but Rhett obviously refused, and said the famous quote he had said to Moriarty himself.

However, Rebecca's reaction was also very different. She kissed Rhett's cheek lightly with a bit of indulgence on her face: "Okay boy, so you like to say hello like this."

A certain innocent and shy little doctor's cheeks were almost smoking, and he didn't dare to look at Rebecca.

Rebecca was amused again and again by his reaction, wrote down her phone number, and stuffed it into the jacket pocket of Rhett, who was standing stiffly.

Rebecca also left the UK to return to the United States like Rhett. She has been out for long enough, and if she doesn't go back, her brother may really kill her.

It was a bit of a pity not being able to say goodbye to her sweetheart, but luckily she gave her a gift before leaving.

A disgusting man who dared to think about her sweetheart and hit her, especially his targets were all blonde girls. Unfortunately, this female ancestor also had beautiful blonde hair, which made her even more disgusted with that murderer.

She slit his throat but didn't kill him, and also hypnotized him to make him forget the memory of his being hurt by herself. Rebecca didn't want to reveal her identity.

And Sherlock is finally going to change houses, he moved into 221b Baker Street.

Helen was the first Sherlock notified about this matter, because he asked her to help him tidy up the new house.

However, Helen refused in her heart. She finally got used to a place other than home, but Sherlock suddenly wanted to move out and live in another place. This really distressed Helen.

However, she had spoken first, and no matter how reluctant she was, Helen followed Sherlock to Baker Street obediently.

The landlord, Mrs. Hudson, is a very kind lady. It is said that Sherlock has helped her, so she treats him very favorably, whether it is the price or other services.

"Look, what a beautiful and cute little girl!"

Mrs. Hudson saw Helen's eyes light up, and she was about to hug her with a smile on her face and her hands wide open.

Helen wrinkled her face when she saw this, and couldn't help running quickly behind Sherlock to hide.

Mrs. Hudson didn't mind, instead she winked at Sherlock and said, "Oh, Sherlock, your little girlfriend is really shy!"

But Sherlock, who was familiar with Helen's nature, just raised his brows lightly when he heard this, and glanced at him with a half-smile.

This cruel truth, Sherlock decided that today he would not speak out against the lady's easily broken heart.

However, when they reached the gate of 221b, Helen was unwilling to go in anyway.

A completely unfamiliar place would make Helen feel extremely insecure and fearful, and she really couldn't step into it.

Sherlock was not ignorant of Helen's symptoms, but he didn't take it seriously.

With a wave of his hand, Sherlock scattered all the luggage that Helen had packed for him and lay down on the ground in a mess.

Not only that, he also messed up Mrs. Hudson's tidy house in 221b.

The loud noise caught Mrs. Hudson's attention, and she ran over to see that the house, which was originally neatly arranged, had been made by him to look like it had been after an earthquake, and she was very annoyed.

She yelled at Sherlock with a loud voice full of anger: "Sherlock, pack it up for me immediately!"

However, Sherlock ignored her, and just stared straight at Helen who was standing at the door with her back to him.

When Mrs. Hudson saw this scene, her anger calmed down. Instead, she raised her eyebrows thinking she understood, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the young couples quarreled, that's great, I used to have such a good time too! "

Since that was the case, she left it alone, and Mrs. Hudson walked away waving her hand.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two of them has been misunderstood by others, and neither of these two people ever thought of clarifying it.

Helen & Sherlock: Why should you care about such a boring question?

"Oh, it seems that you really don't want to come in today, so let's make this place more chaotic!"

Sherlock spoke to Helen seemingly innocently, but his subordinates moved more quickly and wantonly littered things.

Hearing the crackling sound behind her, even Helen knew the extent of the chaos in the house without looking.

Helen bit her lips tightly, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her heart was suffering in pain.

Sherlock must have done it on purpose, but she really couldn't bear it more and more!

Hearing the growing noise behind her, Helen couldn't take it any longer and rushed in with her head covered.

"Sherlock, stop! I'll clean up!"

The moment Helen ran in, Sherlock stopped spontaneously.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he stared at Helen with extraordinarily bright eyes. Anyone could see the provocation after he succeeded.

It's a pity that Helen didn't have time to talk to her, she immediately immersed herself in sweeping the house, she really couldn't stand such a place for a moment.

The next day, when Helen passed Baker Street again, she heard the sound of gunshots just as she walked downstairs to 221b. She stared at Mrs. Hudson with wide eyes in surprise.

But Mrs. Hudson had a calm face, as if she should do something or do something.

Helen felt relieved, it seemed that nothing happened to Sherlock.

On the contrary, Mrs. Hudson immediately smiled warmly when she saw her coming, "Oh, Helen, you're finally here. Sherlock is so bored that he's going crazy."

She winked at Helen ambiguously: "Young lads are so energetic that there is always no place to vent them. But you can help him when you come, don't let him torment himself."

Helen blinked her eyes in a daze but with some understanding: "Probably, it will be very tiring."

Mrs. Hudson covered her mouth and laughed when she heard the words: "Good girl, I'll help you cook some tonics, your small body can't bear it."

Helen nodded with a serious face, indeed, helping Sherlock clean up like this every day exhausted her.

Helen opened the door, but she saw bullet holes in the wall at the first glance.

Helen stopped at the door all of a sudden, her eyes were fixed on those bullet holes, and her hands were unconsciously mixed together.

"What do you want to say?" Sherlock, who was lying on the sofa, seemed to have eyes behind his back, and saw Helen's entanglement, and asked proactively.

Although he had a hunch that it would not be a good answer, but who made him so boring now.

"Sherlock, can you fire one more shot?" Helen asked Sherlock eagerly.

The holes on the wall happened to be odd, and the distribution was uneven and asymmetrical, which made Helen unbearable.

Sherlock was silent for a moment, then sneered, making it clear that he didn't want to pay attention to her.

Helen lowered her head dejectedly. Sherlock is not Sherlock if she is obedient.

She had no choice but to keep her head down, not wanting to hurt her eyes.

Not just because of the bullet holes in the wall, but the one lying on the couch.

Sherlock was wearing loose silk pajamas, and he was very messy, which was what Helen couldn't bear the most.

She grabbed the towel tightly, she must not be impulsive, and she must hold back not to rush up to help Sherlock tidy up.

Helen half knelt on the ground, wiping the floor bit by bit with a rag. This was something she did every day.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Sherlock lay motionless on the sofa and said, "Helen, give me the phone."

Although the phone was on the sofa, Sherlock didn't even want to reach out.

Helen didn't think there was anything wrong with Sherlock's behavior either, she just methodically wiped her fingers with paper towels one by one, and then slowly took out the gloves and prepared to put them on.

However, Sherlock sat up angrily. He reached out and grabbed the phone vigorously, pointed at Helen and shouted, "Turtles are faster than you!"

Helen looked at him innocently, then quickly lowered her head, Sherlock really made her unable to look directly.

The text was from Mycroft, who was coming to visit Sherlock to congratulate his brother on his new home.

To this, Sherlock can only say: "Hehe!" There must be no good for the fat man to come over!

However, Mycroft came right to the point, as soon as Sherlock put down his phone, he gracefully walked in with an umbrella.

Even Mycroft, who has always been calm and unhurried, when he saw the situation inside the house, he couldn't help but pause, and his heart instantly became complicated.

In the house, Helen knelt on the ground and wiped the floor, while Sherlock put his feet on the coffee table like a master.

Helen walked past him from time to time, telling him softly to lift his feet up so she could clean them up.

Hearing the sound, Helen raised her head in a daze, looking even more petite and weak beside Sherlock who ignored him.

Mycroft walked to the sofa and sat down without changing his expression, but in fact he looked at Sherlock who was lying on the sofa with an indifferent expression, and he was in a delicate mood.

Even the British government, which has cultivated the technique of face-skinning to the extreme, would feel embarrassed seeing this scene, but Sherlock would not feel ashamed in the slightest.

Mycroft looked at Sherlock with a complicated expression and said with difficulty: "Sherlock, I seem to have taught you gentlemanly demeanor?"

Although Sherlock's temperament has always caused him headaches, Mycroft remembered that Sherlock had never lost his gentlemanly demeanor before.

Why didn't I see him after a while, and felt like his younger brother was getting more and more depraved?

Sherlock glanced at his brother: "Mycroft, what are you doing here? Don't talk nonsense."

Mycroft choked on Sherlock, but he really had nothing to do with him in this respect.

"I just came to see my little brother's new place, and to reassure my parents.

Of course, McCoff did not say that the most important thing is to bring Baker Street into his highest degree of monitoring.

Although Sherlock had a unilateral confrontation with Mycroft, when he heard him mentioning his parents, Sherlock just snorted coldly and didn't say anything else.

Mycroft left after not sitting for a long time. The fact that Helen was kneeling and wiping the floor made the British government feel a kind of pressure and felt very uncomfortable.

Alas, after all, he is a very gentlemanly man towards ladies in his bones, so he really can't turn a blind eye like Sherlock's thick skin.

The author has something to say: finally moved into Baker Street, Helen is going to start her daily life as a black Sherlock haha

I also admire that Helen and Mrs. Hudson can still pick up the conversation without any obstacles when they talk together...

Next Chapter Begins a New Case: The Blue Gemstone

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