[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

"Sherlock?"

"Male god?"

"Horse face?"

"..."

Standing on the streets of Nepal where people come and go, Balala completely lost her way.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bought any Buddha statues." She held up a Buddha statue with a face resembling Sherlock's and stared at it for a long time, sighed silently, and raised her phone.

No signal at all.

Barala: "..."

She was a little confused. After all, she was born in a foreign country where she was not familiar with. It was really difficult to find a local without an accent... At this time, there should be a Chinatown in front of me, to give full play to her Mary Su halo... Bilingual language prowess Horse's.

It's a pity that this street... Looking up, there are markets full of regional customs everywhere, and you can't even see a Chinese Mao.

Standing on tiptoe, she took advantage of her height to look into the distance, and then found a long face that was a head taller than the locals, and it was moving through the crowd.

It's him!

Balala grabbed hold of the Buddha statue, ran over in one breath, accelerated, took off, and pounced.

He threw himself into his arms with a long face.

Balala touched his chest muscles, and smiled: "Sure enough, with a long face, your height has increased a lot, and I won't be afraid of losing you in the future hahaha."

"..."

She was answered by a long string of silences.

Long face and high nose bridge: "This person looks good, but unfortunately he is a fool."

Thin lips with a long face: "Don't say that, it's not the master who suffers anyway."

Blue-green eyes with a long face: "A brand new way to strike up a conversation get√"

Sexy brain with a long face: "...wait a minute, isn't the point that she is poking at the master's face... no, is the face long?"

Pectoral muscles with a long face: "Don't you guys ask me how I feel?"

Barala: "...?"

Barala felt that Sherlock was a bit strange this time, even his organs were a bit weird in speaking.

She looked up and was taken aback when she saw the appearance.

"When did you get your hair cut?"

Big long face: "Uh... I cut it by myself not long ago."

Inspired by Master Gu Yi, he decided to start from scratch, and he did cut it himself.

Barala narrowed her eyes and let go of him, looking at his clothes: "The clothes are quite regional...where did you buy them?"

The long face thought for a while: "It's free."

Master Gu Yi asked Modu to prepare it for him. Now that he is poor and has no money, it should be free.

Barala was surprised: "Is there such a good thing?"

The long face shrugged: "If you think it's a good thing."

Seeing that Barala had sensed that she was not the one she was looking for, he extended his hand generously: "Uh, hello, my name is Stephen Strange, you can call me Dr. Stephen."

Barala gave him a weird look, and shook his hand, feeling the scar on his hand and the slight trembling unconsciously, and replied while watching, "Balala, you can call me Ba Lara Detective, but seriously, do you have a twin brother?"

Her eyes fell on his scarred hand, and her eyebrows frowned, "Your hand looks seriously injured, and your nerves are completely destroyed."

When Stephen heard her, he could see his injury at a glance, and he was also taken aback.

Doctor Strange's hand: "It's not just sevens and eights, I can even shave my beard for a long time, and I can't even masturbate and masturbate freely."

Barala: "..."

It's definitely not Sherlock!precipice!no!

Stephen was surprised at first, and then his eyes suddenly lit up with hope, and he grabbed her hand vigorously, trembling more obviously because of the excitement, "You study medicine? Can you understand it? Can it be cured?"

For a stranger with a hair-like face like Sherlock, suddenly looking at her with such a rich expression, Barala always felt a little dazed, "Well, don't get excited, your expression makes me play , Be more serious, keep a straight face, yes, yes, this kind of frigid face, okay, keep it like this..."

As she spoke, she picked up the Sherlock-style Buddha statue in the other hand, compared it with the doctor, took out her mobile phone to take this picture, fiddled with the mobile phone and said to herself, "I will send it to McCoff in a while, his brother is in charge The quota has been increased."

Stephen glanced at her mobile phone casually: "...Well, although I don't know what you are talking about, I am the only child."

Barala: "... an illegitimate child?"

Stephen: "...only son."

Barala: "...was adopted."

Stephen: "..."

Stephen's high nose bridge: "I can't complain, this guy is really a fool."

Stephen twitched the corners of his mouth, "Sure enough, why do I believe that a problem that I can't even cure myself... can be cured."

Hey, hey, the "..." he omitted must be a fool.

How dare he doubt the IQ of detective Sherlock's girlfriend.

Barala narrowed her eyes again.

"Yes! I can't cure your hand..." She admitted confidently, and then changed the subject when she saw the corner of this guy's mouth twitching, "But someone can."

Stephen was taken aback, then asked, "Who?"

Balala replied blankly: "The secret must not be revealed."

It seems that by the time of Women's Federation 2, Stark and the others have developed a machine that speeds up the repair of cells or something. It won't take long, but I don't know if it will work. It really won't work. Wolverine's healing cells Maybe you can extract it in the future, anyway, in this magical continent, there are only things you can't think of and nothing you can't do.

Ba Lala thought so, but she never expected that the next day, she would experience the most subversive journey since time travel.

……

Sherlock looked at the mobile phone with no signal, expressionless.

Barala got lost...

Sherlock tapped the edge of the phone with his slender fingers, and finally put the phone, which had no signal like scrap iron, into his coat pocket as if giving up, ready to return the same way.

It's just that he was about to leave when he was caught by someone from behind.

"Hey, let me tell you why you came here to relax." A black man said to Sherlock with a familiar tone.

However, when he saw Sherlock who turned around clearly, his expression was startled, "Have you permed your hair?"

Sherlock: "..." This is an autograph.

This black man is Mordo.Modu looked Sherlock up and down, nodded, and joked, "This windbreaker is a good buy, do you want to start over and have a new life?"

Sherlock wearing a windbreaker that never changes for thousands of years: "..."

At this time, Sherlock can be sure that this guy with a very regional style wearing a cloak when he goes out must have admitted the wrong person.

If it is normal, maybe he will be interested in meeting the person who confessed his mistake.But now, Barala is lost, and if he encounters human traffickers or robbers, he still needs to worry about the safety of those blind guys.

After all, they are still in the "dead" state.

Sherlock, who was really not in the mood, refused, "I'm sorry...you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged away by Modu and got into the door next to him.

Modu urged: "Hurry up and practice, the time for laziness is over."

Sherlock: "...?"

Finding that this guy was inexplicably dragged by a magical force to follow him involuntarily, his originally indifferent expression gradually changed.

Walking into the courtyard, Sherlock's indifferent expression has broken through the limit, and his eyes slightly widened.

The courtyard, which is next to the busy street outside, seems to be a separate world, quiet and rustic.The people standing in the courtyard stretched out one hand, and drew circles with the other hand in the air. As they stroked...a circle of fire appeared.

Sherlock frowned: "Is this a special effect? ​​Where is the projector? And..."

Modu laughed out loud, took a random ring from the person carrying the plate, gave it to him, and pushed him into the crowd.

"Didn't Mage Gu Yi demonstrate it to you, and you still make such a fuss, hurry up and concentrate, these magic circles are all shown in size according to personal ability."

Sherlock, who was forcibly indoctrinated with a series of knowledge that did not conform to the Three Views, just stuffed himself into the crowd without saying a word.

He stood in an empty seat, looked around at the people practicing these "magic" around him, twitched the corners of his mouth, put on strangely shaped rings according to their posture, then reached out and drew circles.

paddle paddle.

paddle paddle.

paddle paddle.

Suddenly, a little spark appeared in front of him.

Shocked, Sherlock stopped, slowly stretched out his hands, and looked at his palms blankly.

At this time, a... female monk (?) with a special temperament came down from the corridor.

No, to be precise, in China, this should be called, female nun.

Slowly watching her walk down, Sherlock remained silent, but had already guessed her identity.This person should be the ancient one mage that black people said.

……

"You mean there is WiFi here?" Followed Dr. Stephen, who looks the same as Sherlock, into a courtyard hidden in the world, Barala looked around at the specious buildings inside, always felt that there was something wrong in it. An indescribable sense of mystery.

She raised her head and looked sideways at the gray-haired and well-trimmed Stephen beside her. Apart from feeling that the chest muscles were a little firmer than Sherlock's, she still had a lingering sense of elite.

"The WiFi here is pretty fast." Stephen took out his mobile phone to search for WiFi, as if he didn't see Barala's sizing up.

The two of them just held their mobile phones like this, and they just swayed all over the yard like this, swaying, and unknowingly, they swayed to another yard.

There are two people standing in the yard.

Ba Lala didn't even look up: "The WiFi signal here is pretty strong, what's the password?"

Stephen saw them, put away his mobile phone, and walked down the steps to say hello.

"Ancient Master, Modu."

however.

I saw another Stephen's ancient master and Modu appeared: =皮=

Modu's thick lips: "Who is this... Who was the person who was thrown into the Himalayas in a circle by the ancient master?"

Ancient One's pointed chin: "... I never heard that Stephen has twins."

Balala felt like a pill when she heard the Himalayas, she also walked down a few steps, pointed to Dr. Stephen, and asked hesitantly: "Did you see a man who looks the same as him, but has no beard and curly hair?" guy?"

Modu continued to have a =dish= expression.

Master Gu Yi came to his senses first, stretched out his hand to draw a circle, and rescued the misunderstood man.

But before her action started, an orange circle of fire suddenly appeared in the sky in the courtyard, opening a space in another world like a random door. ice man.

The author has something to say:-

So, just like that, Sherlock, who didn't explain aloud and wanted to continue to observe, was thrown into the Himalayas by the goddess Ancient One, who drew a circle, and went to practice for Doctor Strange.