Upon hearing Sherlock's reply, Uncle Price's previously cold face finally broke into a smile, returning to the familiar uncle Sherlock knew, and even the surrounding atmosphere lightened considerably.
Seeing that Uncle Price was no longer so serious, Sherlock finally looked at the little girl who had been standing behind Uncle Price. The little girl was exceptionally beautiful, and most importantly, she had beautiful green hair.
The only thing that surprised Sherlock was that this girl, who looked like a Barbie doll, for some unknown reason, gave off a somewhat emotionless vibe.
Sherlock was incredibly curious about this never-before-seen girl, especially since this emotionless girl was following Uncle Price, a perpetual bachelor. Just that alone was enough to make Sherlock's heart itch with curiosity.
"Speaking of which, Uncle Price, I've been wanting to ask you since just now, who exactly is this little girl behind you? Is she your daughter?"
Sherlock's face was full of curiosity, and he looked at Uncle Price, who was standing still, with a teasing gaze, as if waiting for some earth-shshattering gossip to emerge.
Could Uncle Price, an old hand, be bluffed by a Rookie like Sherlock? A smile appeared on his face, and after a condescending glance at Sherlock, he slowly answered Sherlock's question.
"She's not my daughter, she's your child bride!"
Faced with Uncle Price's answer, Sherlock felt completely dumbfounded. "What the heck, the Qing Dynasty has been gone for over a hundred years, why are we still playing with things from the previous dynasty?"
Moreover, this was the damn Lighthouse. Not to mention that Sherlock himself wasn't some pedophile, even if he were, the little girl's age was enough for Sherlock to get a life sentence.
Looking at Sherlock, who was completely dumbfounded, Uncle Price finally laughed, patting Sherlock hard on the shoulder before speaking.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. This is Lorna, a friend's request. She'll be staying here for a while. You have so many rooms upstairs, you wouldn't disagree, would you?"
It was fine before Uncle Price spoke, but after he did, Sherlock's expression quickly changed from dumbfounded to that of an old man on the subway. He looked at the beautiful girl, then at the rough Uncle Price, and after a long pause, he finally spoke.
"No offense, my dear Uncle Price, if I'm not mistaken, this should be an 'underage' 'girl,' right?"
Sherlock deliberately emphasized 'underage' and 'girl,' seemingly trying to remind Uncle Price of something.
However, Uncle Price clearly misunderstood Sherlock's meaning and proudly pointed at the object in the girl's hand.
It was a pink AR series automatic rifle, adorned with cute Hello Kitty patterns, and even the magazine had unicorn stickers on it.
Seeing Uncle Price's seemingly proud expression, Sherlock once again felt like he was losing it. "Is that what I meant?" Sherlock's long face was almost twisted into a 'Embarrassed' character.
"Uncle Price, what I mean is, you should send her to school!
This beautiful Miss Lorna should be wearing a pretty little dress or similar clothes, carrying a schoolbag, and returning here in a spacious school bus.
Instead of wearing a small tactical uniform and chest rig, holding a rifle like this! What kind of good person teaches a child this young how to shoot?"
Looking at Sherlock, whose expression was almost on the verge of breaking down, Uncle Price found it particularly amusing. He ignored Sherlock and instead patted Lorna's head.
"Little Lorna, you go rest first, take a shower, and then we'll have dinner. You're in for a treat today, Sherlock's cooking is delicious."
Lorna, who was still relatively emotionless at this time, nodded expressionlessly after hearing Uncle Price's words. She then turned and walked towards the second-floor passage. Only after Lorna's figure disappeared at the stairwell did Uncle Price become serious.
"Lorna's identity is very special. A friend of mine brought Lorna out of a laboratory."
Uncle Price hadn't finished speaking when Sherlock interrupted him, asking in great surprise,
"Sokovia?"
Sherlock's interjection also surprised Uncle Price, who then looked at Sherlock and asked,
"You know?"
Sherlock's rhetorical question was purely a subconscious reaction. After all, with the name Lorna, plus that head of green hair, even if Sherlock was dumber, he would know the girl's identity: Polaris among the Mutants.
But the problem was, when Sherlock first transmigrated, he checked and found no trace of any Mutants in this World. The only ones who could be considered to have some connection to Mutants were Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch.
However, in the movies, these two were set to have gained their superpowers through Loki's scepter, which contained the Mind Stone.
So when Uncle Price mentioned a laboratory, Sherlock subconsciously thought of the country Sokovia, which was where Avengers 2 took place, and it was precisely because of this place that the Civil War within the Avengers occurred.
But facing Uncle Price, Sherlock had no way to explain where he got his information. After a moment of thought, he could only give an awkward smile and say to Uncle Price,
"I've only learned a tiny, tiny bit, please continue."
Uncle Price rolled his eyes at Sherlock, then didn't dwell on why Sherlock knew this information, and continued to speak.
"Lorna is the only child brought out of that laboratory. God knows what those crazy scientists did to this child, causing Lorna to still have some emotional deficiencies.
And most importantly, I don't know how these people managed it, but they were able to give Lorna a 'power' that is a little different from ordinary people!
Brat, I know you also have some 'little secrets' that are unknown to others. I hope you can find time to help Lorna train a bit, after all, neither I nor those Rookies know how to deal with these strange and unusual things."
When Uncle Price said these words, the sadness in his eyes was uncontrollable. Although Sherlock didn't know Uncle Price's past, their long period of acquaintance made Sherlock realize one thing: Uncle Price's so-called friend was probably no longer alive.
It was precisely because of this that Uncle Price transferred almost all his emotions to this little girl, which is why he said these words to Sherlock.
Although he deeply understood Uncle Price, who had taken care of him for a long time and was almost like a father, when Uncle Price revealed that he had an unknown little secret, Sherlock instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Uh, Uncle Price, you knew all along?"
Facing Sherlock's probing, Uncle Price merely rolled his eyes before answering Sherlock's question.
"I know nothing, I just roughly guessed that you were a bit different, after all, the commotion you caused after taking leave during your seven years of training wasn't small in our eyes!"
After hearing Uncle Price's answer, what else could Sherlock do but agree immediately and then give Uncle Price an awkward smile? What else could he do?