[Comprehensive British and American] Acacia Ancestor Transformation System

"Boss, it's hard to solve a case. We're going to have a party, are you coming?" The dark-skinned, afro-haired, capable Donovan hesitated for a moment after handing in the materials, but still told him that he was alone in the office. Scotland Yard Superintendent Greg, who was obviously going to work overtime alone again to make a report.Lestrade invited.

They have handsome heads, good personalities, strong abilities, and serious careers.He is a very good boss and man, except that he is a little slow in emotion and tolerates that freak of Sherlock almost to the point of pampering.

"Just go." Lestrade looked up from the various materials, "Have fun."

Donovan leaned against the door and sighed.That's why she always tries to pull this man who thinks he's boring and ordinary, and is going through the aftermath of divorce, so depressed that he puts all his energy on work, out to have fun.He was too strict with himself and too underestimating.

"Come on, we are a team," Donovan stepped forward and pressed the documents in front of Lestrade, "We, notice that we solved a case. If the biggest hero doesn't come to the celebration banquet, we're playing What?"

Lestrade frowned: "But..."

"Tomorrow, I'll help you prepare the superior's report." Donovan looked at Lestrade, "Come on, don't disappoint."

Lestrade was obviously convinced by this sentence, he followed the things at hand: "Okay, I will tidy up a little."

"Long live!" cried Donovan.Then he walked out of the office and shouted to the outside: "Comrades, I just found us the person who paid the bill today!!!"

There was a howl of ghosts and wolves at the door.

Lestrade clad his hands and said, "Donovan! This is different from what was agreed."

"Well, you are the leader," Donovan turned around and pretended to be obedient, "You can always explain to them." Then he pursed his lips and obediently stood aside.

Lestrade sighed: "Okay, the bill is mine."

Louder cheers came.

"Don't use too much." Lestrade glared at the booers, "I'm also a person who has my own bill."

"As ordered, sir."

Lestrade looked at his subordinates who were already discussing whether to eat French food or Chinese food, and was speechless.After a while, smile, forget it, I haven't relaxed for a long time.

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Watson leaned in front of the bar, silently speechless at the bustling popularity of the store which had been sluggish a few days ago.

Yu Chunchang spread coasters in front of him and put a glass of coast.

As soon as Watson turned around, he saw the orange-red cocktail in front of him: "S, e, xontheBeach...is it real or not?" The good doctor, who felt that a hole in his back was about to be scalded, looked at Yu Chunchang inexplicably. .

"I remember I wanted straight beer." Watson rubbed his fingers against the wall of the glass, his face wrinkled.

"I said, I want to buy you a glass of wine." Yu Chunchang smiled and put another glass of pure beer in front of him, "This is your pure beer, Mr. Good Doctor."

"So I don't have the right to choose what wine you want to buy me, do I?" Watson looked at Yu Chunchang and blinked his eyes.

"Well, it can be understood in this way." Yu Chunchang shrugged and smiled.He took the dry cloth beside him and wiped the wine glass.

"That means I have to pay the bill for the real beer, doesn't it?"

"Correct."

"Spurring, I swear to you, Sherlock will be back soon. Can you save up all the bad things and leave them to him?" Watson looked at Yu Chunchang and suggested sincerely.

Yu Chunchang raised his head, looked at Watson in disbelief, then threw the cloth in his hand aside, sniffled, stared, and said angrily, "Mr. Doctor, how could you misunderstand that I am a wicked person?" ?”

Watson's teasing expression froze on his face, could he have misunderstood it? ?He looked at Yu Chunchang's watery eyes, and felt that he might really have made a mistake.The kindness in my nature began to cause trouble, and a strong sense of guilt began to spread.

"I know you've been quite lonely recently, isn't a bar a good place to make friends?" Yu Chunchang felt aggrieved, "The coast will bring you sweet and sour and exciting luck."

"Eh..." Watson was embarrassed, picked up the wine, and said carefully, "Well, I didn't know you thought this way, I'm sorry..."

Yu Chunchang lowered his head and didn't say a word, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Really, Spring, I'm really sorry, I don't know—well, I—" Watson was at a loss.

Yu Chun Changqing coughed, withdrew his pouting mouth and mist from his eyes, and picked up the cloth again: "Well, I forgive you."

Watson: ...

Damn it would be wrong! !This woman is full of wickedness! ! ! !But why would I still be recruited! ? ?

No, not only himself, Sherlock also failed to get anything good.Regaining a sense of balance from Sherlock, Watson gradually calmed himself down.

He looked at the delicate oriental face in the half-darkness under the dim yellow light. Even though he was repeatedly tricked, he still had to admit that it was really easy to have a good impression of Spring.

Watson sighed, secretly sighing that Yu Chunchang is really a delicate person.Picking up the wine, he said leisurely, "Well, Spring, may I ask, how many people here are here for you?"

Yu Chunchang raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Drink your wine."

Watson smiled and took a sip of his wine: "You are denying—" Your own charm...

"Damn—" Watson cursed, smacked his mouth, and looked at Yu Chunchang like a monster.

"Now, I allow you to reorganize your question." Yu Chunchang raised his chin slightly.

"Okay." Watson put down his glass and said seriously, "May I ask how many people here are here for your craftsmanship?"

The voice fell, and there was a bustling sound from the door.

"I heard that there is a top bartender here, and it is said that the most common wine will taste better after passing through her hands!"

Yu Chunchang wiped the cup with a relaxed expression: "Everyone."

Watson hugged his wine, wrinkled his face, and couldn't deny it.

"Greg!" With a wrong eye, Watson quickly waved when he saw a familiar person.

With his hands in his pockets, Lestrade, who had just had a round of eating with a group of energetic subordinates, saw his acquaintances at the bar, taking the opportunity to stay away from these boys, Lestrade went to the bar without hesitation. go.

But soon, he realized that he had miscalculated.

Yu Chunchang's hands were slightly stiff, for real.As for the reason, um, because now a group of policemen... rushed in front of him.This feeling should be the same as seeing a group of lions from a distance when a leopard just broke its leg.

true heart.very excited.

Yu Chunchang raised a smile, and said to Lestrade, who was the only one who made him feel good, "Sir, would you like something?"

"...beer."

Lestrade glanced at Watson, who was holding his cup tightly, and then at all the subordinates who gathered around him. He was very puzzled by the situation where he was swarmed onto the bar.

"Oh—" someone shouted in dissatisfaction.

Lestrade didn't know why.

"Hey, pretty girl, let's have a Gibson." The curly-haired, pale forensic doctor Anderson, who smelled of disinfectant, squeezed away Lestrade, who didn't know the rules at all, and leaned over to the front of the bar.

Lestrade was squeezed to the back and had a headache: "As agreed, the beer is mine, and you can order it yourself! Don't get drunk, you still have work tomorrow!"

Yu Chunchang... raised a professional smile: "Okay, sir." You're so hot...

"Margarita, thank you!" Donovan pushed away the obsessed Anderson, and smiled apologetically at Yu Chunchang.

"Okay, ma'am."

Taking eight orders at once, all of them were of different flavors, Yu Chunchang maintained a smile. He was able to talk leisurely with Watson before because it was not cheap to ask him to order wine, which was almost three times the market price.

But he was not obliged to remind the group in front of him.

Watson did know, he just opened his mouth.

Anderson sat next to him: "Doctor Watson, that freak wasn't with you today. What did he do? Did he go to someone else's window to peek or study soot?"

After speaking, it caused a burst of laughter.

Watson closed his mouth silently, and then said with a simple smile: "Go to work. After all, he is not like you, he has someone to help with some complicated work."

Anderson grinned.

Lestrade took the beer handed over by Yu Chunchang, and covered his upturned mouth with the cup.

Yu Chunchang adjusted the Gibson in his hand, quietly increased the proportion of absinthe, and squeezed out a few strands of onion juice from his hand.Gibson has a spicy taste, but I believe this cup of Gibson is definitely more spicy.

When everyone got their cups, Lestrade stood in the middle and held up the cups: "Even though I don't want to admit it, Sherlock and Dr. Watson have really helped us a lot. On behalf of the criminals in London, To Sherlock!"

Watson raised his glass with a smile. Anderson's complexion was not good. Although Donovan was a little unhappy, she still gave Lestrade face.

Yu Chunchang looked at Lestrade standing in the middle, and narrowed his eyes.Well, face, qualified.Body, qualified.Physique... well, you can't ask everyone to be like Steve, can you?Character, qualified.

It's just...the police.

Yu Chunchang lowered his brows and kept moving his hands. He only has five days left.

Anderson took a sip of the wine, the spicy taste spread all of a sudden, and his complexion became even worse.

Yu Chunchang said worriedly in the spirit of systematic humanism: "Sir, is it too spicy? Do you need me to add some strawberry juice for you?"

Anderson blushed: "No, I don't need it!"

Donovan slapped his legs presumptuously and laughed loudly: "Are you afraid of hot wine?? Are you a woman? Hahahaha——"

Watson looked at Yu Chunchang, Yu Chunchang raised his eyebrows slightly when Yu Chunchang returned, and Watson smiled knowingly.

Lestrade looked at his subordinates who were scattered to entertain themselves, sat next to Watson, looked at Yu Chunchang, and asked hesitantly, "Did I meet you somewhere?"

"Airport, sir." Yu Chunchang mixed a glass of wine that he made in his free time, put it in front of Lestrade, smiled softly, "For our fate, this glass of wine is mine."

Lestrade pinched the bridge of his nose and showed an embarrassed smile: "I don't think it's a good fate to bump into a lady."

"Then, I came to London alone. In such a big place, you not only walked into my shop, but also met the same friend as me. This must be a good fate." Yu Chunchang pursed his lips, "Try this A glass of wine, just taking shape. I haven't named it yet, maybe we can call it an encounter?"

"Can I exchange it for a friendly name?" Yu Chunchang lay on the bar counter, looking at Lestrade with a smile.

Lestrade looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, and coughed: "Well, that's really flattering."

"Greg Lestrade, welcome to London." Lestrade raised his glass as a signal, and then took a sip.

"Yu Chunchang, you can call me Spring." Yu Chunchang's smile widened, and he said excitedly to Lestrade, "How is it, is it good?"

Lestrade gave a thumbs up, felt that this action was a bit low for a while, then retracted it, coughed, and pursed his lips: "It's delicious, and the taste is very pure. You are really amazing!"

Yu Chunchang showed an embarrassed smile and brushed his hair: "As long as you like it~"

After saying this, he turned around shyly and continued with his work.

Lestrade was also drawn into a smile, holding the wine, while sipping, unconsciously followed his gaze, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

After watching the whole process, Watson hesitated to speak.

Yu Chunchang glanced at him vaguely in the corner of his sight.

Watson picked up his wine glass silently, got up and walked to the place where the police officers gathered in the distance. He saw a very cute short-haired girl.Definitely not Yu Chunchang's kind of "cute" cute girl.