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"Wahson, when I think about the case, you'd better knock down the door." Holmes sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace and said coldly.

It was no pleasure to run all the way from Hyde Park to Beck street. I held the doorframe of my living room and panted. "Seven, the Legion crossed the Straits..."

"The three war broke out? The English channel is still in our hands." Holmes didn't even lift his head.

"Yes. Beijing Time, Taiwan The Straits, the army of the Imperial Army, went to FB and encircled the Taiwan independence. I sat on his side with a big butt.

"The DPP has a gallows?" Holmes looked at me.

"No, no, Holmes, the mainland boy turned over to the green camp FB."

"Maybe they want to congratulate the winner."

"Many congratulations have been sent to congratulate Governor Choi on his election."

"She should express her gratitude, which I think is conducive to communication." Holmes laughed.

"No, she commented on it, and FB began to block it."

"She interpreted freedom of speech."

"She should not be afraid. She once said she always supports young people's enthusiasm."

"Wahson, it was their pictures that made her feel sick."

"You've noticed too early? Yes, the expression pack bombing earlier. Cyber violence "!"

"A very violent picture, isn't it?" Holmes handed me a picture.

"Gourmet food? This has nothing to do with violence."

"Why are DPP afraid of this, Wahson?"

"Well, maybe Cai Yingwen is losing weight."

"Dear Wahson, Cai is afraid that the people of Taiwan see the real continent, contrary to the tyranny they preach."

"Then they should pray that the higher the wall is, the better."

"Nothing can stop the enthusiasm of those teenagers against Taiwan independence."

"They were brainwashed by the Communist Party."

"Wahson, the education they received from childhood, is that Taiwan compatriots are family and love. On the island, China was a devil, and grew up with hatred.

"Holmes, the loving Chinese are demonized?"

"Remember the kid who shouted the killing of Chinese people on American TV? It was just for debt."

"Don't do that, Holmes. It's a bad guide for the host."

"Wahson, the West misunderstood China for hundreds of years. Now when they clean up Taiwan independence, no one has the right to criticize them."

"Taiwan says they are government nets."

"Taiwan and the mainland will distort this matter, but it is useless."

"Holmes, do you think this is a kind of friendly communication?"

"Happy ocean, eight honor and eight shame, CAI should print to all Taiwan to learn."

"But they laugh at Taiwan as a frog."

"No, Wahson, they plan to lift the manhole cover and let the sun come in."

"But those frogs can be afraid."

"But without sunshine, Taiwan will die in the dark sooner or later."

"Young strong is strong in China, as if Mr. Liang Shan Bo said." I tried to remember.

"Liang Qichao." Holmes smiled bitterly. "The innocence and patriotism of these youngsters are the most lacking of worldly intellectuals."

"No utilitarian heart, only enthusiasm." I sigh with emotion. "Actually, I was once such a handsome boy."

"How old are you? Wahson."

"Twenty is not there." I answered without hesitation.

Holmes got up and poured a glass of water for me. "Did you take the medicine?"

"Well, I admit, I have a part of my age in Citibank."

Holmes smiled. "Go downstairs. I'll treat you to lunch."

"Do you think Taiwan independence is a slap in the face by the emperor?" I asked as I ran downstairs. "They will cry."

"Then, they will find someone crying." Holmes laughed and threw me a picture.

"Oh, this, is this the salvation of democratic people all over the world?"

"Call the car." Holmes, "the next four years will be wonderful."

Just as I stopped the moles, a blue child on the street rushed to spit at me. I sent him away with a lollipop. Shrugged. "Okay, I have some sugar for big Po".

Then came a green kid and spat at me, and I had to give him the last candy.

Holmes reached up and picked up all the sugar on his body and stared at him expressionless.

The child was obviously frightened, and left without tears.

Holmes sat in the moloe and smiled. "To deal with the little rascal in Beck street, I have my way."