My son can't be this cute

Chapter 40

"What are you doing?" Watson said dryly, his blue eyes staring at him suddenly, and he even had the urge to cover his mouth, but in view of the fact that he looked like a virgin defending his virginity, the military doctor gave up.

The corners of Sherlock's mouth curled up, his eyes sparkled, and he said something that surprised Watson, because it was not surprising that it came from anyone, except his cohabitant, that arrogant and conceited fellow, who put everyone Known as the goldfish, Watson took advantage of the fact that he was only mocked by Little-headed John.

"John, you are a genius."

"What?" I can't blame Watson for being so surprised, I can only say that Sherlock is definitely joking.

"Oh, I haven't finished." Sherlock raised his chin, showing a teasing expression, "I'm talking about inspiring me, John, you are a genius, you don't think I Really complimenting the IQ part of your little brain."

John Watson swears that one day he will kill his roommate, that bastard named Sherlock Holmes, that guy is the poster child for a beating.

"Uh, I'm sorry I might have disturbed you. Are you finished kissing?" Henry Knight asked cautiously, turning his head back silently and putting down his hands covering his ears, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that he might be wrong , The appearance of these two people, the surrounding atmosphere is not the performance after a passionate kiss.

"Oh, God! Damn it, we don't have that kind of relationship!" Watson growled. He looked like an overripe tomato. He had a problem with blushing when he got excited. It's not shyness, it's just a natural reaction after being emotional, yes, John Watson is a mature man of 29 years old, shyness or something is fucking out of the question!

"Sorry." The kind man smiled apologetically. Just as Watson breathed a sigh of relief, the other party said another word, successfully choking him to death. Maybe after going back to check, he will find that there is still internal bleeding possible.

"I didn't know you were married. I thought you were just a couple." The kind and innocent Mr. Henry Knight, a rich second-generation rich second-generation Mr. Knight, said sincerely, and re-edited the relationship between the two in his heart, from occasional bicker But lovers who love each other rise to a loving and sweet couple after marriage.

"God Jesus Christ!" John Watson jjj in his heart, he couldn't say any more, did he have a face that said I'm gay!Why does everyone think they are a couple and ignore or distort his explanation for granted!

Henry looked at the military doctor with his eyes closed jjj in a daze. He tilted his head to look at Sherlock, his big blue eyes flickered, like some kind of cute creature, and asked in a low voice, "Did I say something wrong?" what?"

Sherlock didn't answer his question, Henry didn't know whether it was acquiescence or the meaning of acquiescence, but the other party asked a very sudden sentence next.

"Frankland, do you know him?"

"Oh, yes, he is my father's friend. He has taken good care of me since my father passed away." Henry replied with a smile. Most of the time, this young man is a very kind and gentle person, grateful to others, and he is simply a John Watson without financial crisis. Of course, it is also easy to be led by Sherlock to change the subject. the same.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his coat pockets, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes that were shining after solving the case were gone. The arrogant, arrogant and rude consulting detective was troubled, and the truth was right in front of him.

"Sherlock." Seeing the quiet and abnormal look of the cohabitant, Watson frowned and raised his arm to touch him, and the latter lowered his head and blinked slightly at him.

"You look a little weird." Watson said carefully. At this moment, he had already put his little emotions aside. He became Sherlock's universal military doctor again, and at this time he became an unqualified doctor. A certified psychotherapist trying to troubleshoot a consulting detective.

"I've always been weird." Sherlock shrugged his shoulders and said in a mocking tone. His hesitation just now was obviously scorned by his real self. When did Sherlock Holmes He will also consider the feelings of others, and his military doctor, John Watson, pursed his lips unhappily.

"Look, Sherlock, you're not a weirdo, Donovan and Anderson's laughing is just out of their ignorance, and if you really think so, I'd say you're a moron, two hundred percent .”

The man's eyes were somewhat resentful, his cheeks were still red due to his excitement, and the rounded lines made him look not scary at all, but rather childish.The bright black eyes like crow's wings blinked slightly, and the corners of Sherlock's mouth curled up, "John, I know."

"I thought you really minded," Watson muttered, rubbing his arm and hissing softly, God, that really hurt.

"Let's go back first, I think your military doctor needs treatment." Henry suggested in a low voice, Sherlock nodded without any objection, he needs to go back and humiliate those two dishonest clerks severely, what in this world Someone would have let the beast out because he couldn't bear it, it had nearly killed John, his doctor, and it would have ruined Sherlock Holmes' life now.But they obviously forgot that the devil has not gone away.

When the giant hound jumped out of the bushes, the three of them froze for a moment, not even Sherlock Holmes, but the first two ordinary people were because the dog was so fucking huge, and Sherlock because damn it he had forgotten the danger.

"God, what the hell is this!" Watson said unconsciously. Although he loves dogs, and military dogs are all big, it doesn't mean he won't be afraid of this monster, in the true sense.

The big dog was still baring its teeth, and the long drops of saliva fell on the place where Watson was just now. Like venom, the surroundings began to fog up, with a concentration that almost swallowed them.

"Devil!" Henry shouted, pointing at a place not far away with trembling fingers, his eyes were scarlet and he couldn't see clearly, the big outline was obviously a bigger monster.

The big dog took a few steps forward in an approaching posture, showing its sharp fangs, and its target was Sherlock. This monster seemed to have become human, and sniffed out that it was the troublemaker who robbed it. Its prey, the instinct of the animal made it start to attack, and the soil under its feet was dug out by four large holes with its claws.

"God!" Henry yelled in horror, seeing the big dog pounce on the man in the trench coat before the latter even had time to get his hands out.

"Bang!" A shot hit the big dog's nose accurately, and blood splashed on Sherlock's face. Not far from his feet, the big dog was twitching, and his medic was striding He took another shot at the enough heart and head. Compared with his first shot, the next two shots were even a bit out of standard.

"John..." Sherlock called softly, but there was no response. His military doctor had already used a protective posture to protect him and their client behind him, but he himself was still trembling slightly. With firm eyes, he looked straight ahead, holding his Browning firmly with both hands. He didn't have many bullets left, so every shot had to be accurate.

Henry Knight looked at the man almost in shock, the little military doctor rescued his partner like a cheetah, which was really shocking.

Sherlock took out his right hand, put it on the military doctor's shoulder, and patted it lightly. He felt the muscles there stiffen and then relaxed. Looking at the "monster" in front of him, he shouted loudly: "Stop hiding, I have seen through your trick!"

Henry looked at the man in surprise, but the latter just kept his straight body and looked forward. He felt that he needed to remind the other party that maybe Sherlock had been a little frightened, after all, he was almost attacked by that big dog just now, even though To be a genius doesn't really need to possess bravery beyond ordinary people.

"Sherlock, are you not crazy?" Watson asked in rough clothes, the Browning in his hand was still firmly held in the palm of his hand, and he didn't stop aiming at its target for a moment.

"I am not sleeply."

"Okay, explain to me later."

"If I'm bored."

The military doctor's legs finally stopped shaking, and he blinked his eyes quickly. To be honest, the salty sweat flowing into his eyes was really f*cking uncomfortable. If it wasn't a monster in front of him, it would be easy to deal with.

Henry looked at the two men who were still talking in the usual way, with their mouths slightly open, and even the tension in their hearts dissipated a lot, but if these two were not crazy, did they still see themselves as giant hounds? Just crazy?

"Dr. Frankland." Sherlock's deep voice sounded, and the name slipped out of his mouth, directly aiming at the "Giant Hound" in front of him.

There was a silent confrontation in the air, and Sherlock's confident look made Henry, who was about to shout and refute, shut his mouth, and his heart began to shake, until the monster shook its body and started to run away.

"Cover your mouth, this white mist is poisonous gas." Sherlock threw down these words and rushed out like an agile black panther, and Watson could only keep up with him as much as possible.

Chasing, the white mist was chasing behind, and they were chasing the mysterious "giant hound", until another loud noise came from the wire mesh, and everything came to an end.

It's not a very strange reason, but it's just a big net laid by obsessives in order to cover up their crazy plan, and the people involved are unimaginable, but no one is as sad as Henry Knight.