[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

The three of them followed Sherlock to the National Museum of Monuments.

Mi Xiao likes these very much, although she can't understand_(:зゝ∠)_

Otherwise, she wouldn't wear it out of nowhere just because she found an ancient jade.

Although he was cheated by the inexplicable old antique, Mi Xiao's hobby still exists.

Mi Xiaotie was on the display stand, looking at the gadgets inside, she looked down one by one patiently, so she ignored Sherlock's side, of course, she still had a heart.

Then she followed Sherlock and the others, led by Andy, to the backstage where the employees were resting. On a sculpture, they saw the numbers again.

By the time they left the museum, it was already dark.

Just as they walked out of the gate of the museum, the young man who was painting on the wall ran over excitedly. It is said that he had made a new discovery. Yes, he brought three people to the world of monsters—in Mi Xiao’s eyes, it was In this way, the walls were covered with graffiti, which made her dizzy, and there happened to be yellow spray paint on one of the pillars, but it was covered up by other patterns.

This is a new message, which means that they will go back very late tonight.

Mi Xiao closed his collar and sighed. The three of them searched for similar numbers separately. Although Mi Xiao was reluctant, who knew if the man from Le Shylock would jump out again when no one was around.

But employers have said: look separately, you will find more information.

Mi Xiao could only obey helplessly.

And the place where they are at the moment is basically devoid of people, and it may be that they came too late, and the people who stayed behind have already left work.

Mi Xiao stopped, she turned her head sideways, looked into the dark, and said helplessly and tangled: [Hey, come out, I've noticed it. 】

After Mi Xiaoxiao finished speaking, within a few seconds, a shadow appeared quietly from a corner, getting longer and longer, like a scene in a ghost story.

It really fits perfectly.

Mi Xiao held the flashlight in one hand and rubbed her arms.

It was Yiermi who came out, and he was the only one who would let Mi Xiao change his language.

【How did you know? 】

Elmi blinked and asked.

And Mi Xiao replied blankly: [Guess, and then you confirmed my guess. 】

At this moment, Mi Xiao felt that she followed Sherlock, and seemed to learn badly.

but it feels good ww

In fact, Mi Xiao felt that someone was watching them along the way. However, because someone often watched Sherlock, Mi Xiao didn't know whether the person watching was an enemy or one of his own. Tsk, the people under my brother's control are really scary, such as This one in front of you.

It's just that Mi Xiao said something casually, but unexpectedly, an unexpected person appeared.

By the way, you're being a little honest, Il fans.

Mi Xiao complained expressionlessly, she tossed her hair and asked: [Did you follow from the beginning? 】

[Somewhat curious. ] Yier fans really became honest.

Ah, she also asked Sherlock for a mobile phone, and sent a text message to Mrs. Hudson, saying that a friend who couldn't understand human language came, and it turned out to be completely white.

【That man is very interesting. 】

Yi Ermi walked over and stopped in front of Mi Xiao, and there was another man taller than Mi Xiao, even though he took off his high heels.

[Hey, don't make a bad idea, I will be angry. 】

[He is very important? 】Il fans did not give Mi Xiao an accurate answer, but asked the importance of that man.

【Very important, I want to protect him. 】Mi Xiao nodded, as she said, she thinks Sherlock is really important.

【…】Ilmi listened, but he didn't answer.

Mi Xiao glanced at him suspiciously. Although there was no change, she still had a paralyzed face and dead fish eyes, but she felt a little different, but Mi Xiao didn't care. She stretched out her finger and emphasized again: [Don't hit people around me Bad idea oh Il fans, or I'll be mad. 】

[It's really boring. 】

Yi Ermi turned his head and stopped looking at Mi Xiao who was earnestly instructing him, he turned around, and when he left, Mi Xiao shouted from behind: 【Hey!Where are you going? 】

As a result, Yi Ermi didn't answer coldly, and disappeared into the dark.

Mi Xiao, who didn't get an answer, clicked her tongue and cursed in her heart: Si Tiaojiao's face is paralyzed.

But this trip was rewarding, except for Mi Xiao.

Well, she wasted a bit of time by talking to Il fans.

When they went back, what they saw was an Yier fan sitting on a single sofa holding a cup.

"..."

That seat belongs to Sherlock, and Mi Xiao's first thought was this.

Sure enough, when Sherlock turned his head, he saw that his exclusive seat was occupied.

He was a little angry, and stepped forward like a child, staring at the unconscious Yiermi. He looked up and down at Yiermi, and unceremoniously exposed what Yiermi had done in the past few hours. For example, he went to the abandoned place with them, or when he came back, he went to a pastry shop, ate several cakes, and then ran back with arrears. He jumped out of the window without the consent of others. Entering the house, I also made coffee without authorization...

【…】

After Yi Ermi heard this, he raised his chin, sat on the sofa like a young master, and looked at Sherlock with light in his eyes, which probably came from anger.

【awesome. ] Yi Ermi put down the cup in his hand and clapped his hands. He didn't realize how impolite it was for him to enter the house without someone's permission.

However, this is a bit like Sherlock, he is also qualified to say others.

[I probably know what Mi Xiaoxiao likes about you. 】

Mi Xiao, who had just brewed coffee, came out, and when he heard such a sentence, he staggered and almost threw the coffee in his hand.

Good luck, she stabilized.

"John." She offered John a glass.

"Thank you, are they... alright?" John couldn't understand the language between them, but from Sherlock's accelerated words, he could guess that that fellow Sherlock was poaching people's privacy again.

"probably."

Mi Xiao gave an uncertain reply.

Holding the last cup, she stepped in between the two who were thundering and crackling. Mi Xiao raised her head and smiled, and the coffee was delivered to Sherlock: "Sir, let's drink coffee."

Then lower the fire.

Although coffee does not have this function.

Sherlock pursed his lips. He looked down at the smiling Mi Xiao, with a little embarrassment in his eyes. There are some similarities between Yiermi and Sherlock, and they are people who don't know how to thank you.

The resemblance is abysmal.

This also indirectly made her a little embarrassed. How to say, this guy Yiermi was brought by her. There are five people in a room, even if one of them is temporary, it seems a bit crowded, and they are not familiar with each other. , is a little embarrassing.

Sherlock didn't move, so Mi Xiao could only send a distress signal to John behind him.

"Hey, Sherlock, we can now discuss the clues we found today."

Very good, John received.

"Humph." Sherlock snorted, and glared at Yi Ermi behind Mi Xiao, took the coffee from Mi Xiao, and walked to the wall where they had posted all the photos in advance.

Very good, the turmoil is temporarily resolved.

Mi Xiao silently wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.

This mediation job is really not suitable for her.

Fortunately, there was a god who assisted John.

But even if Sherlock looked at it all night, he couldn't find a clue. This digital code needs one thing to decipher it. Unfortunately, he doesn't have it. It's like having a lock but can't find the key.

In the middle of this, Mi Xiao didn't speak, but wrote in mid-air with chanting.

【Change my seat. 】

Mi Xiao first wrote these six characters.

But Il fans refused.

[Don't force me to beat you. 】

And Yi Erfan replied with contemptuous eyes, although he is not as strong as Mi Xiaoda, but his speed, coupled with the skills he learned at home, want to beat him?You still have some practice.

After Mi Xiao received it, the corner of her mouth twitched hard. In the end, she could only grind her teeth, and compromisingly wrote this sentence [Change seats, cake. 】

【Shifen, the one on the street. 】

Very well, Ilmi moved his finger this time.

【make a deal! 】

So get out of here!

Mi Xiao held back her itchy fist and glared at Yi Ermi angrily.

But someone seemed to have noticed their silent communication, and that was John who had dozed off and woke up because of nodding.

Without even thinking about it, he asked, "Mi Xiao, what are you doing?"

Very good, Sherlock also looked over.

Mi Xiao silently covered her face, she couldn't say that she was negotiating a deal with Il fans, and returned this seat to Sherlock, right?

Sometimes God's assists will help others in turn.

This is really a double-edged sword.

"The fingers are moving all the time, is it a kind of sign language?"

Enough, you double-edged sword shut up.

"Fingers? Just fingers?" Sherlock asked, his attention averted.

"Well, the index finger, the index finger of the right hand, but it seems to be writing something."

John, believe it or not, labor and management will kneel down for you now.

"Cough, a way of communication." Mi Xiao clenched his fists and coughed dryly.

Sherlock stared at Mi Xiao's obviously guilty face. After looking at it for a second, he turned to John and said, "John, you can go to rest now. We have to get up early tomorrow to find relevant information."

He was driving people away in disguise, because he wanted to ask Mi Xiao and Yi Ermi again.

Although John couldn't understand, sitting here and communicating with Mi Xiao from time to time was really distracting.

Cough, there seems to be something wrong.

Well, John was driven back upstairs by him.

There are only the three of them in the living room, and Yi Ermi still left that seat, and should sit on the couch where Mi Xiaoxiao was sitting.

For some reason, Mi Xiao felt that Sherlock was always looking this way.

Did she do something wrong?

Mi Xiao touched the bridge of her nose.

Sherlock pulled a wooden chair, placed it directly in front of them, and sat down, like the head of a prison interrogating a criminal dealer. Although there was a small gap, it was not bad. In a sense, he is really a criminal dealer.

【Now can you explain 'Nian' to me? 】

Very well, this is the rhythm of being frank and lenient and resisting strictness.

The author has something to say: today's update is finished√

The next chapter is probably to tell the truth what Nian is. Of course, the honest one is Mi Xiaoxiao.