Chapter 30: Under the vest is a stronger vest. Liu Shu is not very...
Liu Shu didn't know much about British and American cuisine. She took a pen and was about to write.
Wait, handwriting is also a very important thing.
Fortunately, she hadn't started yet. "Have something good to eat." She placed the pen flat on the paper.
"How long are you going to stay here?" Liu Shu still wanted Sherlock to go home early. She didn't dare to leave as long as he stayed here.
"One month at most."
"That's a lot."
"I don't think life in Gotham will be boring. Maybe a month won't be enough." Sherlock put away the cutlery in front of him. He found that Bruce, as the richest man, did not do nothing after eating at home.
There is only one housekeeper in his family, Ah Fu, and he treats the housekeeper as if he were a relative.
So Sherlock joined them in collecting the dishes. He had never done these things in 221b, but he started doing them here.
Liu Shu looked at all the busy people as they took their plates to the kitchen one by one, and she once again felt the down-to-earth lifestyle of this family.
Ah Fu originally wanted to stop the guest's behavior, but he found that this was also a way of expressing their friendship. After all, children from ordinary families would help clean up when friends came to their home for dinner.
"Wake me up later." Tim covered himself with the blanket on the sofa and prepared to go to sleep.
"What time is late?" If you don't specify the time, it will be regarded as no fixed time. Liu Shu picked up the remote control and unpaused the TV.
"Nine o'clock, how do you tell the time? Is there a built-in processor?" His voice came from under the blanket.
The strange sound made Liu Shu turn around. It turned out that someone was changing the direction of the blanket. She thought it was some mysterious ritual before going to bed.
Liu Shu took out her cell phone, which she had used when she was in the Immortal Boat. After she came to Gotham, she bought a local cell phone and kept this one with Yanou.
"I'll set the alarm for you."
Tim saw the image on the phone case and thought Liu Shu didn't use this kind of machine.
"What's that holding the fish?"
"Qingque, it's very cute, right?" Liu Shu showed it to him generously. This was the same phone case as her friend, and she really liked it.
"I thought you wouldn't have such an adjective. How strange." Tim's impression of Liu Shu changed again and again.
"You're the weird one, then."
"That's right. I've already set the alarm for myself. You don't need to wake me."
This is enough. Liu Shu used to think that this person was very reliable. How could she face him in school?
Maybe he was too sleepy, and Liu Shu was still trying to make up for him.
"Where's Sherlock?" Is he staying well? Liu Shu couldn't bear to watch TV anymore. She walked in the direction Bruce and the others had left and ran into Bruce.
"He wants to borrow the chemistry lab." Bruce brushed the dust off his hands. It wasn't that he got the dust on his hands in the lab, but because he had just locked a secret passage in the lab from the inside. That passage hadn't been used for a long time.
"Aren't you afraid he'll blow up your house?"
"The laboratory is some distance away from here, don't worry." It doesn't matter if it explodes.
"What kind of energy do you need?" Bruce was very concerned about this.
"The radiation shouldn't be too strong, it's best if it doesn't harm people," Yanou endured the radiation but it would be bad if it leaked, "make it more stable," if the fluctuations were too strong, they would have to be sorted out slowly, which would be very troublesome.
"I understand." Bruce already had several choices in his mind.
"Is it okay now?" Bruce, who works all year round, would have to go to work any later.
Liu Shu followed him into the Bat Cave from another way. A flip-up cabinet was the entrance.
So there must be a bookshelf mechanism in his house. Where is it? I'd like to see it. She jumped from a high place, and this secret passage requires people to climb up and down. It's quite complicated.
"This one works." Liu Shu didn't take out her spare cable. She walked to the bat armor that was charging.
Although the armor looked a bit like a big lump of iron when no one was wearing it, she could recognize that this design allowed the user to equip it quickly.
Bruce brought Liu Shu to another charging station, "How are you going to..."
Liu Shu walked up and said, "See you tomorrow."
"good evening."
She no longer needs to find something to charge her Yanou. Her Yanou can actually last for a few more years, but no one wants to keep their phone running at 19% battery all the time.
It is true that getting something for free is the happiest thing. Liu Shu packed the books she would use for tomorrow in a good mood. She could finally go to school well.
"Everyone must pay attention to holiday safety..."
Great, it's a holiday. Liu Shu didn't know they had so many holidays to take. She seemed to know why Winnie and Tim didn't come today. They had only one day left after taking leave, so it would be better to take one more day to combine the holidays.
It's going to be a week off, so she can find something to do again.
The last class in the morning was for the head teacher to teach them safety knowledge, and then they went home for the holidays.
"That is to say, there was a violent struggle. Someone grabbed the victim by the neck, pushed him against the wall, and then punched him in the stomach. Judging from the marks on the wall, the murderer was a man between 6'2" and 6'4" tall, with great strength, capable of cracking the wall..."
Why was there a detective on her way home? Liu Shu calmly stopped. Her puppet had been following Sherlock in the dark, but where Sherlock wanted to go was not her decision.
And from Sherlock's analysis, you can tell that the murderer is someone familiar.
"He's not the murderer. The footprints were mixed up, but this cylindrical mark is from a high heel. Someone is brave enough to do something righteous here..."
"Hey!" Tim wanted to run when he heard it, but he saw his classmates.
"Good afternoon." He really wanted to slip away, but they blocked his way. Liu Shu raised his hand to greet them.
Sherlock was still lying on the ground, and Watson tried to pull him up, which was too strange to do in front of a child.
"Hello, who is this?" Watson couldn't get the conversation started, so he had to take a few steps forward and pretend that the adults here were normal.
"Liu Shu, he's my classmate." Tim introduced him.
"This is Mr. Watson, and that over there is..."
"Holmes, huh? I've heard of him."
Why didn't the famous people in the same city know each other, but the detective who was so far away knew each other? Tim turned his head and looked at Sherlock who had stood up. He still remembered her confusion when he first introduced himself to Liu Shu.
"Hello, hardworking boy." Sherlock straightened his coat. He just saw the unusual marks.
Liu Shu didn't do anything but got a word that sounded like a compliment. She looked at Tim in confusion. She was just on her way home, so how could he be considered diligent?
"I finished all my homework before the holiday and am now going home to cook," Sherlock put his hands in his pockets. "Be careful. It's not a good idea for minors to live alone."
"How amazing." Although Liu Shu was not surprised, she still found it magical.
Watson found this person quite amazing. He didn't feel offended at all.
"Who do you think is the better detective, Mr. Malone or Mr. Holmes?" Liu Shu, who was invited to have lunch together, quietly asked a classmate he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Of course..." Tim wanted to choose Matchstick Malone, but it was obvious that Holmes's performance just now was a bit too strong. If he said it, Liu Shu would definitely be very surprised, but if he chose Holmes, he couldn't get over it.
"What do you want to eat?"
Is this the only way to change the subject? Liu Shu shook his head. "I eat whatever you eat. By the way, why didn't you go to school?"
"I'm busy. This quarter is critical." So Bruce went to the company, and Sherlock's arrival allowed Tim to follow him and do some fishing.
"What happened with Winnie was so scary," Liu Shu looked up and recalled his feelings at that time, "When I heard Tina say she wasn't sick..."
Tim patted her shoulder and took the bag from her hand. "Are you okay? You just told me they lost their memory."
"Of course I'm fine now. You were very busy then, so I went to see Mr. Malone."
"But they don't want to regain their memories." Tim's view on memory is similar to Sherlock's. He will get to the bottom of it. "How have you been doing at home these days? I heard that the Red Hood Gang's territory has expanded again."
"I don't know about this. Are they so powerful?" Secretary Liu felt that she only gave a little help to the three last-place people. Could it be that the three of them were peerless geniuses?
Wouldn't that mean she becomes the old lady with the golden finger, who gave the protagonist a secret book because the protagonist helped her on the roadside, and then the protagonist practiced this magic skill and became the best in the world?
"It was quite noisy, but it was quite far from your house."
"I've made Di Ting these past few days, it's OK..."
"Can what?"
"I don't know. What am I supposed to do with this?" Liu Shu was staring blankly at her seat belt. She felt like she had nothing to do.
Tim buckled the seatbelt on Liu Shu's hand. He was quite happy. "Lend it to me for fun."
"How can you use the word 'play'? It's really fun though."
The two adults in the car were secretly listening to their conversation. It seemed that the interests of today's young people were different from what they remembered. Was it because of their different nationalities? It seemed that the two of them could talk about anything.
"You know who Matchstick Malone is." Sherlock poked his head out from behind, his words as frightening as he was.
"What?" Liu Shu turned around with a smile.
"You must know."
Watson looked at the smiling Liu Shu and the surprised Tim, raised his hand to cover Sherlock's mouth, "Don't say anything."
Liu Shu raised his hands to cover his face. He felt like he was doomed. It was too 'scary' that the richest man was secretly working as a detective.
"Do you know why Watson won't let you continue?" She put her hands down and looked out the window.
"Why?"
"Because some things are better left unsaid, he just didn't want the situation to become awkward."
"Is this important?" Sherlock felt he was right. "How did you find out?"
"It's not important," Liu Shu opened the car window, "If you're really curious, you can ask me privately."
The wind outside the window calmed her down, and she suddenly found Sherlock quite amusing. "You want Tim to know this, right?"
"What? I didn't."
Just like a child, there's no need to use this method to remind people.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Liu Shu gave them a helpless smile, "At least don't say it directly next time. You don't want your friend's child to lose a friend and then be angry with you."
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