Volume 175 Sherlock Holmes and the Thief Chapter [-]

At seven o'clock in the morning, a thin layer of mist filled the streets, shrouding Tokyo in the morning fog.

In a quiet street, a girl who came back from a stroll raised her head and looked at the golden morning sun. Her flawless cheeks were hard against the morning breeze, her golden hair was swaying slightly, and her face and eyes were as beautiful and delicate as her name. Clear as water.

The street and atmosphere at the moment are very similar to those in London, England, making her always feel like she is coming home.

When people think of the British style, it is often the black cobblestone roads, the gray city walls, the dim street lights, the black carriages passing by, and the most important thing is the mist that is unique to the fog. view.

Today is a Saturday holiday. After Shiina Mashiro got up at [-] o'clock, she accompanied Aoyama Qikai to go shopping in the supermarket. Although she now has a general understanding of the use and value of money in society, the details of shopping are But it is full of loopholes and still needs to be improved.

"True white, today is still the same, do you want to go over there?" Qingshan Qihai asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Shiina Mashiro nodded and said.

She raised her head and looked at the fifth floor. At this time, it seemed that the gentleman hadn't woken up yet.

[Ding dong. 】

After ringing the bell three times in a row, Shiina Mashiro held the brush tool and waited quietly at the door of Room 505.

After waiting for a while, Li Yan opened the door. His hair was dazzling, his eyes were dark circles, and he didn't seem to have slept for many hours. He saw Shiina Shinshiro, and was stunned for a moment, then he remembered Saturday's agreement, and his expression was bright. With a smile, he said, "Oh, Shiina, are you here to help me draw a portrait now?"

"Yes, good morning, Sherlock Holmes." Shiina Mashiro nodded and replied calmly.

"Good morning, Shiina."

Li Yan also responded, but the name "Sherlock Holmes" seems to have become his third name. Although in the investigation of the shrine incident a long time ago, he helped Zhenbai design and substitute the environment, but after everything was over After that, he stopped calling her "Watson", but Shiina insisted on continuing to call him the illusory detective name.

"Come in...Hey, why is it foggy today, and it feels like it's going to rain again...By the way, Shiina, have you had breakfast, do you want to finish your breakfast before starting to paint?"

Li Yan opened the door and walked in first. He thought of something in a daze, turned his head and asked.

"Seven seas will be delivered to us later."

Shiina Mashiro walked inside the house, closed the door, and said.

The two went back to the original warehouse. Suddenly, Shiina Mashiro looked at Li Yan for a while and asked, "Holmes, I slept very late last night, was the professor punished for copying?"

"Uh, how did you know that I was punished by the professor for copying the textbook?" Li Yan asked, slightly taken aback.

"You are in a very bad mood, and you have been covering your waist unnaturally all the time. It should be a posture of sitting for a long time. Occasionally rubbing the position of your palms and wrists is the fatigue of writing for a long time. The most likely job is to be punished for copying homework in college.”

Shiina Mashiro looked at Li Yan's wrist, waist, and walking posture. The painter's sharp observation skills were brought into full play, and he analyzed it to Li Yan in a gentle tone, and rarely said a long speech.

"...Shina, you really felt like a detective at that moment just now." Li Yan was a little surprised and couldn't help but praise.

"Nothing, just the basics." Shiina Mashiro looked at him and said.

Under normal circumstances, at most the person who meets him knows that he may stay up late or not sleep well. These subtle actions and the purpose of staying up late are completely correct, that is, for a few seconds, Shiina Mashiro is in him. I found a lot of information on it.

Since he started to create comics of the detective series, Li Yan knew that Shiina Mashiro had read a lot of classic detective novels for reference. It seemed that Shiina Mashiro, who had a blank response to the world, also began to absorb a lot of detective skills. .

In May, the temperature in Tokyo gradually began to rise, making people feel more and more hot, as if the hot summer was getting closer and closer. When he came to the warehouse room, an indescribable sultry feeling made Li Yan noticed a little, he raised his head and looked around, thinking about whether to buy an air conditioner for this room, to ensure that Shiina Mashiro would be more comfortable painting here in the hot summer season.

After Li Yan opened the window in this room, he went back to his bedroom and brought back his notebooks and textbooks.After all, Shiina Mashiro painted the way he was writing a novel, so he might as well just continue copying the textbook at that desk. The oil painting was called "The Old Thief", and he did not have time to update it because he was punished for copying it. It is quite in line with the name of the painting.

What followed was another long painting process. Although Shiina Mashiro was holding the brush, he did nothing at all. He kept observing Li Yan busy copying, but only after Li Yan appeared tired again, did he start draw it.Regarding the creation of oil paintings, Zhen Bai has always felt that time is the best way to get rid of the camouflage. She always feels that Li Yan, who is tired and has a dilemma in his thinking, but still insists on it, is the real representative His life, tired, firm, but still happy.

"I always feel like I need to sleep for a while..."

Li Yan thought bitterly, after the last week's [exchange] incident, followed by a relatively busy daily life, taking classes, copying textbooks, and daring to write the seventh volume of the novel, which almost made him He hadn't had a good rest all week, and he had just come out of a dangerous situation.

However, he felt that his life seemed to gradually enter into a daily and ordinary rhythm. The original trajectory of his life was to develop in this way, so he did not feel that it was too hard.

In last week's [Swap] event, it seems that because of him, Kato Megumi joined a club called "blessing software" and started to assist in the production of fan games for his novels. When this club was established, it was unknown for the For some reason, even Sawamura Yingli and Kasumigaoka Shiyu joined in one after another, and the entire community seemed to have high fighting spirit.

However, when they met for a short time later, Kato Megumi showed a faint smile and declared that she was going to work hard to make another special game with the team, and she clearly believed that Li Yan's factor was largely due to her being drawn into the club. , said that in future club activities, if there is something he doesn't understand, he will always let Li Yan take responsibility.

——[So, senior, be sure to take responsibility for me. 】

When Kato Megumi said this with a smile, Li Yan didn't think much about it at first, but now that he thinks about it, he always feels that the ambiguity caused is too bad.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, the door of 505 was knocked on, and then Qingshan Qihai walked in, carrying a box of breakfast snacks. After seeing them, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's rest for a while. , it's time for breakfast."

"..."

Shiina Mashiro also just noticed that Li Yan was not in a good state this time, and became more and more unstable, and immediately understood that the day was coming to an end, and said, "It's alright, Sherlock Holmes."

"Huh, I'm sorry, I'm really tired today. It's better to go back and rest later." Li Yan looked a little embarrassed, and looked at them with dark circles.

In the living room, after the three of them had breakfast together, Qingshan Qihai asked curiously, "Senior, you always feel tired, can't you sleep last night?"

"No, there were some troubles last week, so now I have to give my professor ten times of copying a textbook, and write a novel before ten o'clock when I have more energy..."

Li Yan took a break and truthfully told Qingshan Qihai about his recent plight. However, he hadn't heard Qingshan Qihai bring up the topic of the novel for a long time. When he talked about writing the novel, he realized that Osaka It seems that the worker warrior was also one of the readers who resented him a lot, and his face turned blue in an instant.

"Fiction, do seniors still write novels?!"

Sure enough, Qingshan Qihai was stunned for a moment while chewing the bread he made, and asked in surprise.

"No, no, there is no such thing. I made a mistake just now. It's prose, not a novel. My Japanese is not very good. I have prose courses in my electives. I made a mistake just now. Don't misunderstand." Li Yan immediately shook his head. Hastily denied.

"It turns out that I'm not very interested in prose. If it's a novel, I will definitely read what my predecessors wrote. There are no new books to read recently." Qingshan Qihai swallowed and said with a smile.

"Is that so..." Li Yan said while heaving a sigh of relief, while smiling reluctantly.

On the other hand, Shiina Mashiro was completely attracted by Baumkuchen. She insisted on eating like a child, starting from the cake crust and continuing to eat her own breakfast.

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