[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

"Helen, you can clean up next time Mycroft comes over."

Hearing what Sherlock said, Helen raised her head and looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help saying, "Sherlock, you smile so sinisterly!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Sherlock's completely blackened long face, he turned his back to him and continued wiping the floor.

"I am the only consulting detective in the world, and this is my detective agency!"

That day, after Helen cleaned up the house thoroughly, Sherlock stood in the hall reservedly but proudly announced to Helen.

Helen looked up at Sherlock. At this time, his expression was so confident and firm, but with a courageous and invincible persistence, Helen felt a slight shock in her heart.

Even though she didn't know the future impact of this profession on the world, Helen instinctively felt that this was a great thing.

"Sherlock, you'll be, the best, detective!"

Helen looked at the man who was almost glowing, and couldn't help but say so.

Sherlock raised the corners of his lips reservedly when he heard the words, nodded lightly to express his agreement, and said implicitly, "Of course!"

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

As soon as Mrs. Hudson came out of the kitchen, she saw a middle-aged gentleman walking in from the door. She walked up quickly and asked.

He didn't look very good, but his manners were very good. He asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Holmes' residence?"

"Oh, you said Sherlock, yes. He's the smartest lad I've ever met, and he can't do anything."

Mrs. Hudson winked at him and led the way.

The gentleman obviously understood what she meant, smiled kindly at her, and followed Mrs. Hudson upstairs.

"Sherlock, I get used to you, but it can't be too long, I can't stand it."

The delicate and timid female voice came out from the door, which made Mrs. Hudson and the gentleman pause in their steps, and there were embarrassment and subtle expressions on their faces at the same time.

"Whispering, shut up! I'll end it soon!" Sherlock's impatient voice sounded: "Turn around, don't get in the way, let me take a good look."

"Haha, young people, you understand." Mrs. Hudson smiled apologetically at the gentleman: "Ahem, I will tell them to restrain themselves."

Alas, Sherlock is so energetic, and it's still broad daylight!How could Helen be so delicate and bear him?

"Sherlock, someone is looking for it, hurry up!" Mrs. Hudson knocked on the door to remind Sherlock.

Inside the door, Helen quickly avoided Sherlock's sight and squatted down as if the ban had been lifted.

Sherlock glanced at her coldly, but Helen continued to wipe the floor as if he didn't exist.

Sherlock doesn't know what's going on, but recently he often stares at her with eyes that seem to dissect her, knowing that she can't stand other people's eyes on her.

Sherlock didn't care about her this time, anyway, she would not be able to escape sooner or later.

It just so happens that I've been really bored recently, and finally a case came to my door.

"Please come in." An elegant and magnetic male voice came from the door. Just this tone can show the master's good self-cultivation.

The middle-aged gentleman breathed a sigh of relief, and he also had some confidence in the resolution of the entrusted matter this time.

However, as soon as you walk in the door and see the lady kneeling and wiping the floor, and then look at the man sitting on the sofa, this is really a big impact on the man who has been a gentleman to the bone all his life.

In an instant, Sherlock caught the eyes of a scumbag, and Helen was still ignorant.

"Good day, Mr. Holmes, this is Elvis Thomas."

The old gentleman sat on the sofa, took off the hat on his head and put it on the table. Although he had some complaints in his heart, he still introduced himself politely to Sherlock.

However, Sherlock never cared about his eyes, and before he could say the next sentence, he said lightly: "You came from overseas, and you are an island. You are working as a housekeeper, and you have always been cautious and dedicated to your duties. The one you have kept recently The loss of an important treasure makes you very worried. Tell me, what do you want me to find for you?"

Thomas stared at Sherlock's eyes, and couldn't help but marvel and praise.

Sherlock's conjecture was completely correct. The detective was as powerful as the legend said. It seemed that he made the right decision this time.

Mrs. Hudson came up and saw the scene in the room, and she had the urge to cover her face.

She gestured to Helen and coughed twice, and Helen looked at her innocently: "Mrs. Hudson, is your throat uncomfortable?"

Mrs. Hudson: "..."

Then she turned her head to look at Sherlock quite tiredly, and whispered, "Sherlock!"

Sherlock was about to listen to the key part of the case, when Mrs. Hudson interrupted him, he frowned and asked a little irritably, "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Hudson looked at him speechlessly, and Sherlock turned to look at Helen. Helen was also confused, and the two looked at each other.

Mrs. Hudson stroked her forehead with a headache, oh, these two children!Don't even know how to serve a cup of coffee to a poor guest!

Helen had never entertained anyone before, so she really didn't know this.

The last time was because she regarded Rebecca as a friend, and all she thought of was to give her what she liked.

But Sherlock, when he encounters a case, he doesn't care about anything. Do you still expect him to be considerate in his dealings with others?

Soon, Mrs. Hudson came up with hot coffee and gently placed it in front of Thomas, smiling apologetically at him: "Please use."

Thomas didn't care about it at first, but holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, the warmth from the palm of his hand really made him feel much better.

"A ancestral sapphire of priceless value." Thomas said to Sherlock.

Sherlock rested his chin on both hands and listened intently to his case.

Helen went downstairs quietly, closed the door for them, and didn't disturb them.

"It is also a pledge of love between the master and the wife, and it will be passed on to the young master and the young lady.

"After the master passed away, this gemstone has been kept in my hands. The young master is going to get married soon, and this gemstone will be given to the bride at the wedding ceremony as a betrothal gift."

"It has been kept in a safe, and the password is only known to me and the young master. However, it disappeared a week ago. I would open the safe every morning to check, but there was no sapphire in the safe that morning. After searching for so long, the young master and I used all the power of the Brown family to search secretly, but we still couldn't find it. If we can't find this gem, we will have to postpone the wedding."

"This jewel is very important to the Brown family, and this matter is urgent. Please, Mr. Holmes, please find it as soon as possible."

Only at this moment did the reserved and polite gentleman show deep fatigue, and begged Sherlock as he lowered his head.

Sherlock's eyes flickered for a moment, and his lips parted slightly: "Interesting, strange disappearance."

"I took this case. What island is the Brown family in the north of England? I need to go and check it myself."

"Of course, it's Cook Island. However, the island has recently been blocked because the young master is about to hold a wedding. Only invited couples can enter."

"Before I came here, I was worried about this condition, but I was relieved when I saw that lovely young lady."

The kind gentleman's words paused slightly, obviously thinking of the scene when he just entered the door.

He looked at Sherlock hesitantly, and finally suggested implicitly: "Misses have always been relatively delicate, as a gentleman, you should be more considerate."

Sherlock: "...." Hehe, superficial human beings are easily fooled by their appearance, and it is because you see her that you are even more worried!

Helen is asking Mrs. Hudson how to make cakes in the kitchen below. Mrs. Hudson is very good at making desserts, which Helen likes very much.

It was precisely because of this that Helen could ignore the uneasiness and bewilderment of getting along with unfamiliar people.

After seeing the client suddenly get up and leave, Sherlock's almost nervous and cheerful voice came from upstairs.

Helen glanced at Mrs. Hudson worriedly. Fortunately, Mrs. Hudson looked fine.

Otherwise, it would be exhausting to deal with a tenant like Sherlock.

Helen carried the steaming hot cake upstairs. Mrs. Hudson originally suggested a pot of fragrant black tea, but considering her and Sherlock's tastes, Helen still refused.

She poured herself a glass of milk and made Sherlock a cup of coffee.

"Sherlock, come and taste."

Helen put the things on the table and called the excited detective over for afternoon tea.

Sherlock wasn't in the mood to eat at first, so he just picked up the coffee and took a sip. After all, he doesn't like sweets like a fat man.

After just a casual glance, Sherlock suddenly stopped and looked carefully: "You did it?"

Helen picked up one and took a sip, she was completely satisfied, she couldn't spare her mouth to speak, she just nodded slightly.

Originally, she asked Sherlock to try it, but it was just for fun, because Helen knew that Sherlock didn't like sweets.

However, Sherlock squinted his eyes, curled his lips slightly, stretched out his long and slender hand, and directly took all the remaining cakes on the dinner plate and ate them in a few bites.

Helen: "!!!"

Helen looked at Sherlock dumbfounded while holding the small cake she had bitten into, but didn't even react.

It took her a long while to realize that her cake was gone, only a little bit left in her hand.

Her eyes couldn't help turning red, and she looked at Sherlock aggrievedly.

"Well, it tastes good."

Sherlock praised him, but the expression on his face was not the same.

Sherlock's face was distorted by the sweet taste of the cake, and he took a big gulp of coffee to suppress the sweet taste in his mouth.

The author has something to say: Guess why Sherlock did that? The next chapter will surprise you, her angry reaction is different hehe

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