It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

For the grandchildren of the Ai family, Ai Ye's acting skills exploded, and the soup with deer whip finally entered Sherlock's stomach.

Watching Sherlock drink half a bowl, Ai Ye suddenly said: "Hahaha! Come, Linlin, eat vegetables."

Erin couldn't laugh or cry, so "hahaha" replaced "嘤嘤嘤" and became her father's new favorite?

Ai Ye managed to trick his precious girl over with his unreasonable personality. By the time Sherlock realized something was wrong, it was too late. When Irene opened her bedroom door, she saw a smile on her face. Sherlock flushed abnormally, and the curly hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

Before Irene could speak, Sherlock said breathlessly, "I don't have a fever."

Irene reached out and pressed Sherlock's wrist, and said expressionlessly after a while: "You wait here for a while."

Ai Ye is still very secretive, he forgot to "destroy corpses and wipe out traces".Smelling deer whips in the kitchen, Irene really didn't know what to say to her father, but now is really not the time to settle accounts with her father, Irene returned to her bedroom with mixed feelings, Xia Locke didn't wait for her at the door, and Irene was in her bedroom picking up the clothes her boyfriend had thrown at random, all the way to the bathroom door.

Through the half-hidden bathroom door, Irene saw her boyfriend's lean but muscular upper body, soaking in the clear water under the chest, and the open bathroom door occasionally blows in the wind, causing water patterns, and the whole body The scenes all have a sense of fantasy and fantasy.

Because there was no enveloping fog, Irene could see clearly, crimson climbed up her face in a gesture of claws and claws, she wanted to look away, but the hard disk was loading slowly, in this case, when Sherlock When the natural sentence, "Come in, close the door" came, she obeyed subconsciously.

Go into the bathroom and close the door.

……

Irene took the "antidote" personally, and when she could finally take a breath, she couldn't help but bury her whole body in the bed, so when Sherlock leaned over from behind, she moaned weakly, Buried even deeper in the pillow: "Let me go, I'm going to beat my dad tomorrow."

Sherlock didn't make any extra movements. He just rubbed the hair on Irene's forehead like a cat, and pressed it against her forehead, but he still gritted his teeth: "So it's related to Mr. Ai? I knew it! Drink me Is it related to the soup? I am the only one who drank that soup."

Irene replied vaguely, kissed Sherlock's face indiscriminately, and muttered softly: "Can we wait until tomorrow?"

Sherlock would like to check it out now, but he is really "more than capable" right now, mercifully letting go of his tired and drowsy girlfriend, and arching them into a spoon shape behind her back , locked Irene on his chest full of possessiveness, "Go to sleep."

The next day, it was inevitable to wake up late, the sun poured in through the curtains, Irene buried her face in Sherlock's neck, and before she fully regained her senses, she muttered: "I must beat my dad pause."

"I will never stop you." For some reason, Sherlock hesitated for a moment before answering.Even if the consulting detective is a left-brained animal, it doesn't seem to change the fact that he is a lower-body animal, ahem.

Erin snorted, "Don't you want to know what it is? My father added deer penis to the soup you stewed."

Sherlock: "..." As a lower-body animal, most of the time the consulting detective is still a left-brained animal, so it was soon clear what the deer whip is for, and his face inevitably turned black. Even the consulting detective couldn't bear it, so he immediately changed his words: "Slap him twice!"

——Well, this kind of conversation doesn't seem to be very normal.

Of course, Irene didn't beat Ai Ye in the end, she was just talking, and she just lowered her face, and Ai Ye, who knows her daughter like her father, was decisive... grabbed his flying sword and ran away.

It was the first time for Sherlock to see Aiye flying with his sword, and his expression was unpredictable.Irene turned her head to look at him, and said silently: "You can think of that as a broomstick in the wizarding world—"

Before Irene finished speaking, Sherlock said blankly: "Flying lessons are also rubbish!"

Yes, consulting detective flying lessons is also a side subject.

Leaving aside the wizarding world for now, since they are all back now, Irene sat down to have breakfast—even though the sun was already hanging in the sky—seemingly casually asked Xia, who seemed to be planning to have tea for breakfast, Locke: "Did Mycroft contact you?"

Sherlock narrowed his eyes and asked, "Has he contacted you?"

Erin was noncommittal, "I'll ask you first."

Sherlock stared at his girlfriend who didn't seem to be going to answer first, snorted softly, and said in a bored way: "Oh, he's already planning to develop his dog legs here, of course not, he reminded me to clean up the mess myself, It seems that he has already got what he wants from Moriarty's criminal network, and I am not surprised by the politician's way of crossing rivers and destroying bridges." After finishing speaking, he looked at Irene, raised his eyebrows, meaning It's obvious.

Irene put down the bowl of porridge, and said lightly: "I brought back a souvenir from the wizarding world, and sent a copy to McCoff, and it should be delivered to McCoff's office in half an hour. It means he is in mi5's office."

"what!"

"It's nothing, it's just a photo." Irene took it as her boyfriend asked her what souvenir she gave to McCafe, and said, "It's really not a big deal. Do it," replied in a tone of voice.

If there's anything special about photographs, it's that photographs taken in the wizarding world don't stay fixed once they're taken, as in the Muggle world - which is one of the side effects of traveling to the wizarding world - The photos of the wizarding world are lifelike, and since they grew up from 15 to 16 years old when they were in the wizarding world, so it is also a commemorative photo of the green onion when they were young.

Sherlock stared at Erin.

Irene blinked, feeling that she needed to explain: "It's just a single photo of you, if you can't accept that this is a way to report safety to your family, then you can take it as my submission to McCoff Yes, a report on my travels with you to explore new worlds."

Sherlock smiled instead of anger: "Don't be stupid, Irene, if it's the former, why don't you prepare an extra copy for my mommy in Holmes' old house!" After he finished speaking, Irene suddenly turned pale. , couldn't help restraining the claws that were showing up to scratch people, and asked a little unclearly: "I'm not right?"

Irene completely wrinkled her face now: "I completely regard McCoff as your elder, so what, I never asked your parents, and you never told me about your parents, yes wrong?"

"What's so great about this?" Sherlock, who was completely ignorant of the world, asked back in an unbelievable tone. Seeing that Irene's face showed no signs of softening, he thought about it and added: "Oh, if you insist on knowing If you don't, they know you, otherwise you'd think why they didn't bother me in London at Christmas."

Erin: "...I think we're even, if you still ask me why, I'll beat you up."

Sherlock flattened his mouth, and with his girlfriend's half-smile expression, he reluctantly retracted his paws.

Half an hour later, at the British government office in London, Mycroft received a souvenir from his future siblings, a framed photo of his younger brother, who had shrunk to 15, in robes (wizard robes), standing In an eight-storey castle—looking at the surrounding terrain, there should be a basement floor—Macroft searched his thinking palace, but before finding a castle that matched the situation, he was still carrying his schoolbag and was still in the same The reluctance on his face reminded McCoff of the time when his younger brother was in public school.

The next moment, Sherlock in the photo moved. He rolled his eyes at Mycroft, turned his head and walked away. His curly hair was still flailing, his schoolbag was flicking behind his back, and he walked in quickly. There was no one to be seen in the castle.

Mycroft: "..."

The British government propped its forehead with the fingertips of its left hand and laughed so hard that the world changed color. This souvenir is really... unique.

Irene, who gave such a unique gift, is visiting the consulting criminal locked in the jade gourd, since Sherlock is still tasked with eradicating his criminal network.

Just like what Irene and Sherlock said, once Aiye accepts Sherlock as the door-to-door son-in-law, he no longer needs Moriarty who has been persistently poaching corners but has never been successful, so consulting criminals can only be done in Ai's house. "The pearl is covered with dust". Moriarty in "Rediscovering the Sun" seemed a little out of sorts, and cast a lazy glance at Irene, still exaggerated like the tone of a stage play: "Oh, sweetheart, I should be happy that you finally remembered me ?”

Irene pondered for a while and said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly don't have the desire to talk to you."

Moriarty: "..."

Their conversation really didn't start, because just when Moriarty organized his words to say something more, the space around Irene suddenly distorted, and a loli in a red dress suddenly appeared, She didn't wear shoes, just stood out of thin air, with a faint red light shining in her eyes, she smiled strangely when she saw Irene: "Irene, I'm really, really, really happy to see you."

For the evil Aretha, it was only a day or two in her world, but for Irene, the time she spent in her real world plus the year she spent in the wizarding world made it impossible for her to live. It didn't take a little longer to recall who this loli was: "Aretha."

"Evil Aretha." The evil Aretha snorted and corrected, but she didn't confront Irene. You must know that it was Irene who forcibly installed wings on her when she was in Silent Hill—in fact It's a promise - let her become Aretha's 'Guardian Angel', and she will naturally not be Irene's opponent.The devil also knows how to pinch persimmons softly. She looked at Moriarty who was imprisoned in the jade gourd with great interest, and licked her bloodless lips with her scarlet tongue: "Who is he? It tastes delicious. If If you give me him as an apology, I will forgive you for your bad behavior back then."

Moriarty: "..."

Irene didn't answer immediately, she was thinking about one thing, the evil Aretha was not summoned by her, and she was a little surprised to be able to come to her world, so now the channel that can travel through different parallel universes Has it become two-way?Unlike the usual universe, it is very likely that the shuttle channel will be triggered to travel to the world she is in?

Irene's conjecture was soon confirmed, and a lobster spirit crawled out of the well belonging to Sadako in her yard.

"Jarvis, where am I?"

—Wait, is there something that has been forgotten?