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Gibbs yelled at everyone.

The scattered pirates huddled together, squinting at Jack, obviously not trusting them, until Gibbs called out several times, and then they lazily stood in a line, whispering and babbling.

"Didn't you say that if you are caught by the navy, you will be hanged tomorrow?"

"Who knows, he's Jack Sparrow after all."

"Hehe, let's listen to what he has to say."

After the team was organized, the legendary captain didn't speak, just walked across the deck, inspected his miscellaneous soldiers, and then quickly drew out his saber, pointing the sword at the sky, with great momentum, "Very good, sailors, Jack S. The era of Palo is far from over, our adventure is about to continue, cheer up, fight for wine and gold and silver jewels!"

"..."

— Embarrassed with no response.

Jack took back the sword as if nothing had happened, stood up straight, and spun around on tiptoes. He swayed back and forth, and asked in a low voice: "Now, whoever doesn't want to continue to follow me, stand up now, I will never Do not accept the next betrayal, understand?"

It's as useless as farting.

One of the dwarf sailors looked around, opened his mouth and said, "Captain, as long as you have a boat, we will not leave. The question is, where is your boat?"

Jack raised his hand, changed from a slap to an orchid finger, walked up to him in small steps, let out a relaxed and happy Haller, then pressed his dwarf sailor's shoulder, turned him around, and pointed at the sea, pretending to be Shen Shen: "See, my Black Pearl is at the port."

The Black Pearl is the yearning of the pirates. The dwarf sailor opened his eyes wide and wanted to see that fascinating ship, but he didn't see anything. He was about to turn around and ask questions, but the tall and thin man next to him suddenly provoked , grabbed the side of the boat, and shouted excitedly: "My God, it's really the Black Pearl, it's really her, she's back!"

Dwarf sailor: "..." Wait, why didn't he see anything?

"Forget that you are shorter than me." With the captain's sneer in his ears, the dwarf sailor tried his best to stand on tiptoe, but was held down by Jack beside him, then raised one hand and threw it into the hands of everyone , was thrown high by the buoyant sailors and fell heavily, but he didn't feel the pain, instead he smirked and cheered, "Our Black Pearl is back!"

Under the bloody moon, the black sails rustled in the night wind, and the mysterious pirate ship stood firmly on the sea, quietly waiting for her master.

After several years, Jack finally stopped watching his Black Pearl sailing in the wind and rain from a glass bottle, but could reach out and touch her deck, her main pole, her canvas, and her rudder.Climbing up along the ropes and landing on the deck, the first thing the legendary captain did was to rush to the rudder and give a big bear hug, which caused the entire hull to tilt to the right.

Gibbs posted on the deck and shouted: "Come on, Captain, it's going to capsize!"

Jack returned to the right place in a hurry, and he didn't even bother to pick up the captain's cap when it fell off.

"It's okay, I'm back on track, you guys quickly drop the anchor!"

The legendary captain muttered to himself, it seems that the man who has passed for so long doesn't know how to sail a boat, he ordered the crew to go to their respective posts, and then bent down to pick up the captain's cap. At the entrance, the oriental man sat leaning against the railing, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a trace of weariness in his expression.

Fell asleep?Jack looked at it several times, and after confirming it, his eyes lit up, and he immediately bent his waist lower, like a groundhog, and slipped towards the other side against the deck. The place is not big, and he quickly and quietly Approaching, staying in front of Jian Yue, as long as he raises his hand, he can touch the deep and steady chest of the other party.

After Jian Yue fell asleep, with his peaceful temperament, moist skin, and clean and refreshing state, he really shouldn't be someone from the sea.

Give him some color of the sea.Captain Legend thought to himself, the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned, and his hand was raised maliciously, excitedly stretching towards Jian Yue's face.

"what--"

Jack suddenly 'turned pale'.

Jian Yue raised his eyelids slightly, and his silver eyes met Jack's eyes, which was one of the reasons why the little sparrow was so frightened.

The other is because the other party grabbed his wrist with one hand, and he could break free easily, but after he and Jian Yue looked at each other, he suddenly felt the weight on his wrist was like a thousand weights, and the pain made him feel like his wrist was about to break .

"Little sparrow, if you are too naughty, you will fall into the hunter's trap and you will not be able to escape." Jian Yue hooked his lips, held Jack's wrist, and pulled him to him. near.

It was too late for Jack to repent, and just about to put on a flattering smile, he only heard the other party 'order' him: "...before I come back, you must wash yourself cleaner and smoother than a noble lady, um, even wash your face. Get wet, understand?"

The legendary captain's eyes went dark, and he had a premonition that in the next ten days, he would be with the bathhouse and soap.

Unlike the blood moon in the Caribbean, the nightfall in London in the 21st century only lasts for three hours. For the lively bars at night, it is just the beginning. At this time, even the Old Secret Bar, which has a strong ancient taste, the taste of music begins to increase. , the age-old heavy metal music is in the creaking stereo, shaking the wine glasses of the guests, and inspiring the mood of coming here to have fun.

But only one person was not affected at all. Even the curly-haired detective was surprised by the depth of the other person's sleep. If it were someone else, he would have been woken up by the noise, but it was strange that he could still sleep so peacefully.

However, the breathing rate just now began to change.

"...Sherlock?" Jian Yue opened his eyes and saw a pair of long legs crossed in front of his eyes. Looking up, there was the side face of Sherlock Holmes in a state of contemplation. Appears peaceful and clear.

"you're awake."

Didn't you go first?

Jian Yue sat up slowly, supported his forehead, and collected himself, "How long have I been asleep?"

"About three hours." Sherlock closed the phone, put down his raised long legs, and frowned at him, "Your mental state has not improved, is your attending doctor aware of this?"

"Thank you for not leaving me here alone." Jian Yue put down his hands, and calmly looked back at the observant Mr. detective, "As for my illness, it has improved a lot compared to before. I believe my doctor in charge can Let me be healed."

Sherlock was noncommittal, "Why didn't you come to us directly when you came in?"

"Obviously I don't have the energy to participate in your actions." Jian Yue looked away.

The curly-haired detective couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his cheek. When people lie, they will make small movements, but the movement of avoiding his gaze is obviously a bit unexpected. He thought the other party would hide it perfectly.

Glancing at the two cups on the table again, he continued to ask tentatively, "Who was sitting here before?"

"A little boy." Jian Yue was indeed not used to lying, he frowned, and finished speaking reluctantly, "He asked me for a glass of milk."

Sherlock snorted, "You're very caring, but you do look good and harmless." After finishing speaking, he put down the magazine and sat up straight, "Now that you're awake, come and listen to my reasoning. how?"

This detective with a strong desire to express himself and is extremely proud has been playing with his mobile phone for a long time here, and he really can't help but want to receive praise and admiration, but why is he willing to sit here for three Waiting for him for hours, they only knew each other for a few hours.

Jian Yue's strange expression was almost written all over his face, but he quickly endured it and asked cooperatively, "What information did you get?"

"A killer who is dogmatic, old-fashioned and even old-fashioned." Sherlock directly characterized this man.

Jian Yue raised his eyes, "How to say?"

When Sherlock was sorting out his thoughts, his eyes gradually became sharp like eagles, "No one comes to this kind of bar during the day, and at night, a group of elderly men and women are thinking about the past, and there is even milk for sale in this place. It can be called funny. Lestrade was drunk in the bar next door. He met this man when he went out. The time was about 13:45 noon. He was going to be on duty in the afternoon. The reason is also inexplicable, a combination of circumstances."

Sherlock still hasn't figured out why this killer, who has no characteristics in terms of analysis, got angry at Lestrade, even at the risk of exposing himself.

However, according to his communication with the bar owner, at around 13:45, no more than ten people entered and left the bar. Except for some regular customers whose names he could name, only two people were unfamiliar. people.

Although this boss is too old to lose his teeth and his memory has deteriorated.

But Sherlock can still deduce the basic information of that person from the clues and details.

"At least two heads taller than the boss, more than 1.9 meters, wearing sunglasses, wearing weird clothes, either an old-fashioned military coat, or a dark windbreaker. In short, he is impressive in summer. He always holds a potted plant in his hand. , This is also one of the characteristics." Sherlock said, "He came to this bar to find someone, and he should have taken something after the meeting. This is the connection point where he feels safe and comfortable."

The precise match made Jian Yue's eyelids twitch, "It's not that there are two people, why are you so sure?"

Sherlock glanced at him, "The other is a woman with a hot body. Although Lestrade is drunk, his gender and body color are still clear."

While talking, there was a ding-dong sound from his mobile phone. Detective Curly looked down and saw a message sent by someone, and deleted it without blinking. Then he looked up and said to Jian Yue: "Although it's a relationship Nasty national security incident, but too boring to be challenging, and a search of similar circumstances should catch him in less than a week."

It's strange that this detective... who can act and has a sociopathic personality doesn't commit crimes.

Jian Yue thought to himself, and was not anxious about the 'Laima' being targeted just now, but asked lightly: "In this case, under what circumstances is it possible for him to escape."

Sherlock blinked, wondering at Jian Yue's question, but still answered without thinking: "Unless he can stay out of the house for a week, in this kind of case, it is impossible to find someone with a search warrant."

When they were talking, Sherlock's cell phone hadn't stopped since the first text message sounded. Within 1 minute, according to Jian Yue's calculation, at least 30 text messages were sent to the detective's cell phone, and Sherlock also Be patient, watch the action, delete one after receiving one.

Seeing that the other party was completely immersed in the action of deleting the phone, Jian Yue couldn't help asking: "Is there something important? You can leave first and leave me alone."

Sherlock didn't even look up, "Scam message."

He said, but stood up, looked down at the phone and walked out, "I'll go first, you can take a taxi back by yourself."

Jian Yue: "..."

After waiting for him for three hours, he finally left without saying a word.

This Mr. Detective, maybe he is waiting here so patiently to see when he wakes up and what state he wakes up in.

If this is the case...Jian Yue rubbed his temples with a headache, stood up and walked out...It seems that his matter can't be covered by paper at all, and can only be solved by throwing one to cover up the other.

This bar street has a mixed flow of people and a lot of passengers, so taxis are naturally easy to stop.

At least, Jian Yue saw others like this, but when he stood on the side of the road, he didn't even get in the way of a car for half an hour, as if all the taxis turned a blind eye to him, even if they stopped by him by chance, they would Immediately drove away again.

Needing to go back to normal sleep as soon as possible to replenish energy, Jian Yue gave up taking a taxi and prepared to walk back to Baker Street.

Walking on the streets of London, England, there is an inexplicable feeling of wandering, looking at the street lamps and graffiti on the street, walking to the corner, suddenly, all the street lamps are dimmed, leaving only a single lamp shining on him, and his figure stretches under the street lamp , appearing lonely.

Jian Yue stopped and looked up at the surveillance camera on the corner of the street. He was really sleepy. He didn't expect the famous Mycroft Holmes to come so fast. On behalf of the British government, the results that can be achieved by using national power are indeed extraordinary.

He was so sleepy that he didn't want to talk to the other party, even if the bells of the phone booth rang one after another following his footsteps.

I guess Jian Yue didn't expect Jian Yue to ignore the movement of the phone booth. Soon, a car rushed across the deserted street at the speed of drag racing and drifted, quickly followed Jian Yue's pace, slowed down, pulled down the window, Immediately, a beautiful western woman blinked her eyes and smiled harmlessly, "Sir, why don't you play the spirit of helping others and answer the phone for others? What if that person has something urgent at home?"

Jian Yue looked at her and smiled back, "Sorry... I don't understand."

Western woman: "..."

She bowed her head silently, and typed a string of characters on the phone: Boss, he said he doesn't understand English, he ignores my charm, I guess he is the kind of man who likes men, why don't you come in person?

The man on the other end of the phone twitched the corners of his mouth. Only his secretary could say such perfunctory words.

stop him.The man ordered.

The Western woman received it and ordered the driver to make a sharp turn forward to block Jian Yue.

While avoiding it, Jian Yue glanced at the time display on his phone, looked up, and said helplessly, "Miss, I have something very important to do, please let me go."

The man smiled innocently, "Well, Mr. Holmes asked me to pick you up. He was worried that you wouldn't be able to get a taxi."

Jian Yue: "..." Those who didn't know really thought it was Sherlock.

It seems that it is not easy to reject this Sherlock's elder brother, but it is too naive to play with him casually, Jian Yue turned his head, looked at the camera that was pointing at him, and then he acted nonchalantly Nodding to the western woman, he opened the door and got in the car.

This scene was also displayed on the computer screen connected to the city traffic monitoring road control. McCoff nodded in satisfaction, got up from the chair, and took a sweet round circle.

He likes to eat sweets too much, which makes it difficult for him to control his figure and body fat, but under the suit and leather shoes, McCoff's slightly fat belly cannot be revealed.

Time passed little by little, 10 minutes, 10 minutes two, 10 minutes three, until an hour.

Strange, according to the speed of the vehicle and the road conditions, it should be early.

Standing neatly in the center of the warehouse, Mycroft held the handle and tugged at his over-tight trousers and collar. Looking at the still door of the warehouse, he endured the feeling of hunger and emptiness, puzzled.

"What about people!"

At 221B Baker Street, Mrs. Hudson woke up to the knock on the door, came out to open the door in her nightgown, and then saw her handsome new tenant talking and laughing with a young girl, and carrying a bag of baked desserts, She couldn't help complaining a little bit: "Jane, why did you come back now? Did Sherlock leave you in a strange place?"

Seeing her, Jian Yue stepped forward with a smile, "Mrs. Hudson, I brought you a midnight snack."

Mrs. Hudson was appeased immediately, and smiled brightly: "I can make it myself if I need to go out to buy it. It must be fresher and more delicious than the ones sold outside."

Jian Yue smiled and nodded in agreement.

And the girl behind her waved her hand at this moment, winking at him, "Then I'll go first, Mr. Yue Yue, see you next time I have a chance."

After Jian Yue thanked her, she turned around and sat back in the car. Mrs. Hudson stood at the door, pursed her lips, and muttered softly, "Come out and drive around so late, this kind of woman can't be regarded as a serious dating partner. "

National civil servants are always on call 24 hours a day, and it is really difficult to communicate with them.

But it is also obedient enough, especially in the face of superiors.

Jian Yue breathed a sigh of relief, sent Mrs. Hudson back to the room, stopped her for a long time, and was finally released in a sleepy state. She took off her coat and just hung it on the coat rack of the stairs on the first floor , the phone in his pocket rang.

"Quick! Help, go upstairs!" by, Sherlock.

Jian Yue: "..."

When did this detective get his number.

Walking up the stairs, Jian Yue saw the tall and thin curly-haired detective facing a table of reagents, chemicals and a bone, conducting an anxious experiment. He put on his slippers, walked over, and scanned the table with concern. Eyes were placed next to the snack plate with a chemical potion with strong acid properties, and there was a moment of silence, holding back and not reaching out to intervene,

Instead, he asked helplessly, "What do you need my help for?"

"The tissue over there." Sherlock didn't look up, "I need to wipe off my sweat, and if I'm slow for a second, it will ruin all my hard work for 38 minutes."

His speech rate is still as smooth as notes, fast and agile.

But Jian Yue blinked, really doubting his hearing, "What if I don't come back?"

Holding the test tube, Sherlock replied intently: "Look at the mobile phone I put next to me."

Jian Yue went to look at it according to his words, and the screen on it showed that this message was never received for more than half a minute, and the content inside: You have found a co-tenant who is hiding. I don't recommend you to be too careless. ——by Mycroft.

"..."

"Three seconds left."

Sherlock had no intention of picking up a tissue to wipe himself off.

Jian Yue looked at him, wondering what the famous detective would think if he didn't wipe his sweat and the medicine was destroyed, but...he still picked up a tissue at the critical moment, and helped the young famous detective, Wiping his chin, the sweat almost dripped onto the test tubes on the table.

——Actually, this curly hair only needs to move his smart head, which is worth tens of thousands of gold, so as not to destroy these reagents.

"Thank you." Sherlock said, exported the reagent, sealed it in a bottle, and then stretched out his arms, admiring: "It's perfect, I knew it, this bone was soaked in lemonade and chocolate juice before death, even if it tastes It's spoiled, but I can still tell—"

Are these really human bones, not meals?

Probably Jian Yue asked this question.

While Sherlock put away the things, he replied casually: "Of course it's not a human bone, it's the bone of an old and dead dog, but its owner accidentally burned his other dog to death when he was cremated." .So he needs to sort it out."

Jian Yue: "..." I didn't understand.

And Sherlock didn't intend to explain, he picked up the refreshment tray next to the strong acid potion, nestled lazily into the sofa, put it in his mouth, and asked Jian Yue vaguely: "So, how did you avoid him? Invited, as far as I know, you are the first person who successfully rejected him."

Jian Yue looked at him, "Your brother is never unreasonable?"

"Ha, you really know who he is." Sherlock clapped his hands excitedly, stared at Jian Yue up and down, and smiled happily: "It's hidden deep, and there are many secrets, although I can see it in you. Nearly ten pieces of information, but contradictory and varied, which is hardly likely to be reflected in the same person, so interesting, you excite me, Jane."

Thank you for not thinking about split personality yet.

Jian Yue shrugged calmly, "The moment you know the truth, you will doubt the world."

Hearing this, Sherlock looked into his eyes intently, "...I am looking forward to this day, although it is not the same as the co-tenant I imagined, but I like this mysterious feeling."

As he spoke, he sank into his own world again, muttering to himself, "What exactly is it? Identity, background, education, personality preferences, taste habits..."

Jian Yue didn't listen, and sat down on another sofa, picked up the teacup, and drank half a cup of black tea, "It's very late, I'm going to bed, otherwise, I will be unconscious again tonight spending time on the couch.”