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[-]. The princess who visited late at night

On the evening of July 2012, 7, there was a knock on the gate of 28b Baker Street.

"Here I am, these clients always don't know how to treat my antique doors well." Mrs. Hudson complained as she opened the door.

"Good evening, Mrs. Hudson. I hope my late-night visit will not cause you any trouble." Standing at the door was the famous consulting detective—Sherlock Holmes' brother, Mycroft Holmes.

Mrs. Hudson took Mycroft upstairs: "I hope you have something very urgent, otherwise I will definitely let you pay for the repair of the door."

"Mycroft, I hope you have brought an interesting case." Sherlock sat on the chair with his palms clasped against his chin, but he didn't look up.

McCoff tapped twice with his umbrella: "I brought you a fun guy."

Then, a girl came in the door.She walked right past Mycroft and stood in front of Sherlock and John.

"Princess Liliana, what's the point of visiting late at night if you don't know?" Sherlock just looked at Liliana who was wearing the same shirt and jeans as ordinary British women.

John had a look of disbelief: "What? Your Royal Highness!" He even stood up, trying to give Liliana his seat.

Liliana stopped John with gestures, and looked at Sherlock: "How do you tell?"

"Every normal person can see it." Sherlock had an expression of "I don't want to explain, it's a waste of time".

After seeing McCauf's expression, he should show respect to members of the royal family.He quickly explained: "Your standing posture is very international. Although it is evening, the makeup is still exquisite and formal. The people who can let McCoff personally bring me into my room are not ordinary British nobles, they can only be members of the royal family. Obviously you Not the public Kate Middleton. You are not the age of any Duchess. So you can only be Princess Liliana who is spoiled by Her Majesty and does not appear in public very much."

After hearing this, Liliana clapped her hands: "It's wonderful, your IQ is indeed as high as what McCoff told me. And your EQ is indeed low." Liliana pointed out without any concealment.

"Emotions affect reason. That's the last thing I need." Sherlock stood up from his chair, "So, Mycroft, is the point of you bringing her here to prove that Princess Liliana is on the same line with you? ?”

"No, she is going to live with you, renting the last room at 221b Baker Street." Mycroft explained.

"What?" Sherlock, John, and Mrs. Hudson were all surprised.

Liliana took the luggage from the bodyguard: "I just graduated from university, and I don't want to take responsibility for the whole of Britain so soon. After I had a fight with my brother, my grandmother gave me two years' leave."

"So you want to follow Sherlock to explore the crime scene?" John took the luggage in a gentlemanly manner.

"Yes, after reading your blog, which is the article on pink research, I am very interested in you." Liliana paused and continued, "Well, I will pay your rent and all living expenses. Let me follow you to the crime scene, one or two."

On the side, Mycroft looked helpless.

"I believe that my identity will also bring you some convenience." Liliana added.

"Deal." Sherlock held Liliana's hand, "Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective, nice to meet you."

Liliana moved to the second floor of 221b Baker Street as she wished, and became the opposite neighbor of Sherlock.

After arguing with Sherlock and being rebutted for telling him to put the princess's safety first, Mycroft also went back.

Mrs. Hudson went downstairs to rest after helping Liliana move into her room.

The night in London returned to tranquility.