[Comprehensive] Sherlock is going to be kicked by a donkey

Josie was holding the drowsy little Polly in her arms, and Sherlock sat beside her and looked at the countdown timer in her hand, surrounded by people rushing out in a panic.The merry-go-round in the distance was still playing brisk music, and the little wooden horses swayed up and down with the music. On the ground were marshmallows dropped by some child, which had already been trampled to pieces by the fleeing people.

"Josie, go out first with Polly in your arms." Sherlock stood up, looking up at the roller coaster in the distance.

"Sherlock, what about you?" Josie looked up at Sherlock anxiously. She didn't think it would be useful for Sherlock to find that person alone, because she was the cause of all these things, and that person was looking for him. It's her, and only she knows what she wants.

"I'll go out and find you." Sherlock replied, looking at Josie's frightened face, he bent down and put his hands on Josie's shoulders, "Listen to me, take Polly and Mycroft Go out first."

However, Josie didn't agree with Sherlock's words. She stuffed little Polly into Sherlock's arms and snatched the countdown timer from Sherlock's hand, "You take Polly out first, I'll go find him, what he's looking for I am the man, and only I know what he wants." After she finished speaking, she ignored Sherlock's obstruction and ran towards the roller coaster in the distance without looking back.

Sherlock, who tried to catch up with Josie, was grabbed by Mycroft's arm, "We have no better choice, Sherlock."

"That's just you, Mycroft."

"I can't give you the lives of 36 people on the roller coaster, Sherlock! Don't let your reason be swayed by your emotions!"

Sherlock gave the Polis in his arms to Mycroft, "Hold this child well, Mycroft, let me figure out a way."

The child in his arms curled up softly in Mycroft's arms. He watched his younger brother run away following Josie's figure. The roller coaster in the distance was still flashing with colorful lights, in the night sky at the same time as the moon. He seemed to be able to hear desperate cries for help coming from above.

Back to thirteen hours ago——

Sherlock came to Josie's house for breakfast on a Saturday morning as usual. It seemed to be a very normal morning. The only thing that was unusual was that when he walked out the door, he found that the door was half closed. Then, he took a look to confirm that there was no trace of violent breaking into the door, and then pushed open the door, and a meat ball appeared under his feet.

The reason why it is called meat dumpling is that it is a male human who looks very young by visual inspection. Except for the flesh, he is sitting on the floor of the entrance, holding a toy model of Iron Man in his left hand, and his right hand He put his finger in his mouth and sucked it, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and looked at Sherlock who came in with his round and big brown eyes.

"..." Sherlock stood in the entrance and looked down at the little boy who was only about one year old, and asked, "Who are you? The son of Josie's friend Melissa?"

The little boy didn't answer, but just smiled foolishly at Sherlock, who looked away and looked around the room, and then saw Josie coming out of the bedroom.

"Melissa, are you kidding me? How can you trust Polly to my care? Where are your parents?" Josie walked out of the bedroom while talking on the phone, and saw Sherlock standing at the door He pointed to the breakfast on the table with his finger.

Sherlock bypassed little Polly who was sitting on the ground and walked towards the dining table, picked up the spoon on the table and started to eat the egg porridge that Josie had made early in the morning, but still looked at Josie who was on the phone.

"My parents are not in the UK, and the only person I can find is you, Josie, please help me, Polly likes you very much, just this weekend, my child's father and I will come back to pick him up as soon as we finish our work. "

Josie folded the clothes just out of the dryer, and clamped the phone on her right shoulder, "I promise you it's fine, but you remember, I don't know how to take care of children. If there is any problem, I will You have to answer me when I call you."

"Okay, okay, I know you are the best. There are three amusement park tickets in Polly's small backpack. If you really don't want him to make trouble at home, take him to the amusement park. He will go to the amusement park." Paradise will be very obedient, and his clothes, wet diapers and milk powder are in another handbag that I put in the stroller, so please call me if you have any questions.”

After hanging up the phone, Josie put the phone back into the pocket of her home clothes, and walked over to pick up little Polly who was sitting on the ground playing by herself.

"Are you going to help someone take care of the children this weekend?" Sherlock picked up his coffee after eating the porridge, and he watched Josie walk up to him with little Polly in his arms.

"A friend." Josie sat down on Sherlock's narration chair and let little Polly sit on her lap. "Sherlock, do you have any work or work to do this weekend?"

"..." Sherlock glanced at the child sitting in Josie's arms holding the Iron Man toy, "Yes."

"Don't lie to me, Sherlock, I can hear you just going through the arrangements for this weekend in your mind. Watson is going on vacation with his girlfriend, and Mrs. Hudson is going to Scotland with her friends. Even Scotland Yard doesn’t have a case for you, and you’re so boring at home by yourself.” Josie shook Polly’s hand at Sherlock, “Admit it, Uncle Sherlock, you just stay and play with Polly.” .”

"I don't like infants whose IQ is not as high as that of dolphins, they are too stupid."

Josie looked at Sherlock with a look of disgust, "Don't act as if you didn't grow up as a baby, Sherlock, Mycroft laughed at you a lot when he was young."

"..." Sherlock took a sip of coffee and decided to change the subject, "Molly said that a fresh corpse that meets the conditions I mentioned last time just came to Barts Hospital today, and I plan to go..."

"Are you serious?" Josie interrupted Sherlock. "Aren't you really willing to help me babysit little Polly for two days? I don't need you to bathe him, change his diaper or feed him, just once in a while." Just give me a hug when I'm tired."

Sherlock silently looked at little Polly who was playing happily sitting on Josie's lap, "Goldfish in infancy are more annoying than goldfish in adulthood."

"Oh, so you don't plan to have children anymore?" Josie raised her eyebrows.

"Are you planning to have children in the future?"

"..." Josie paused, "I don't want us to quarrel over this kind of thing within a month of officially establishing our relationship, Sherlock."

"I didn't say no kids, it's fine with me if you want, but these stupid young goldfish..."

"What happened to the young goldfish?"

Josie lifted little Polly up to Sherlock. Sherlock was blocked by the suddenly approaching chubby face. He was stunned, "...it's nothing."

"Hold him," Josie pushed little Polly into Sherlock's arms, then stood up and walked back to the bedroom, "I'll go change my clothes and take him to the amusement park later, and I'll also relax by the way."

Josie hasn't been to an amusement park for a long time, not to mention Sherlock, he doesn't seem to have been there, so when two adults and a child appeared outside the gate of the amusement park, it wasn't Josie who looked confused. Instead of the baby in the pram, she and Sherlock.

"Sherlock, what should we play first?" Josie looked at the map of the amusement park in her hand, with a tangled expression on her face.

"I'm supposed to be working in the morgue at Butts Hospital."

Josie looked at Sherlock beside her, "Whip the corpse?"

"... Molly told you?"

"No, I guessed it," Josie put away the map in her hand, "Take Polly to play Dumbo first?"

"..." Sherlock silently followed behind Josie, "Ahem, I'll wait for you below."

Josie looked at Sherlock with a funny face, the latter looked reluctant, she knew that it was a waste of Sherlock's time to force Sherlock to accompany her to bring little Polly to the amusement park, whether she wanted to see Sherlock or not. It doesn't matter whether she is comfortable or wants Sherlock to accompany her, Josie just couldn't help but sneer for a while, but she was surprised that Sherlock accompanied her and brought little Polly here so obediently. Amusement park.

"If you're bored, go to the restaurant over there and wait for us. I'll take him to play and I'll be back soon," Josie said, picking up Polly who was sitting on the stroller, and then pushed the stroller to Sherlock, "Help me look at the stroller, and pass me that little backpack."

Sherlock took the stroller pushed by Josie, took out the small backpack from the storage bag at the back of the car, and hung the backpack on Josie's shoulder. A woman next to her with a child joked after seeing it, "Are you also a child's father who doesn't want to play amusement projects?"

This sudden question stunned both Josie and Sherlock, "Uh, no..."

It's just that the woman holding the child didn't seem to care about what Josie said, but went on to say: "My husband doesn't want to accompany the child to play those too childish projects, so I have to accompany the child. What are you going to play? Do you want to be together?"

"We're going to play with that Dumbo," Josie smiled awkwardly. Little Polly has brown hair and brown eyes, she has blond hair and blue eyes, and Sherlock has black hair and blue eyes. How could the other party see this? It belonged to their children, "Actually, this is not..."

"Ah, what a pity, we're going to play something else, so let's go first, bye." The woman left with the child in her arms, leaving behind Josie who was still in a daze. Sherlock cleared his throat and was about to To push the stroller to the restaurant.

The little Polly in Josie's arms was lying on her shoulder and pointing her fingers. The other free hand was stretched towards Sherlock, and there was still a sound in her mouth. Josie looked at Sherlock, "Charles Locke, Polly seems to want to play with you."

"..." Sherlock, who was pushing the stroller, paused, and looked back at the little Polly in Josie's arms who was looking at him with wide eyes, "I don't want to play with him, I'd rather sit in the dining room by myself Hack into Mycroft's computer with your phone and walk around."

Josie felt a little helpless, "Okay, okay, then go play with your phone, I'll take Polly to play, and I'll come back to you later."

Sherlock left Josie with a hurriedly leaving back. Josie touched the back of little Polly who was looking up at her in her arms, "Ah, your Uncle Sherlock really doesn't seem to like children."

The author has something to say: The small theater——

Josie: Why does the agreed sweet story have a villain? !

Sherlock: Why? !

Author: ...my pot