[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Sherlock was dead.

Although it was difficult for John to accept this reality, many of his friends worried about it, and it was so serious that he went to see a psychiatrist.However, John just doesn't want to accept the reality, it doesn't mean he doesn't know the reality.

It might be strange to say that, but knowing that Sherlock was dead before him, with no chances left to chance, he allowed himself to wonder if it was fake.But one day, Sherlock really appeared in front of him, and he wouldn't feel that Sherlock really came back from the dead.

Even, because he sensed some of the other party's purpose, the anger in his heart was even more difficult to suppress.

Certain romantic fantasies don't work here in John. Although John's softness to the world exists, it cannot be denied that the reason why those softnesses are so obvious is compared by Sherlock.But now, if someone pokes hard at his soft spot, it's no wonder he doesn't explode.

He is a military doctor who has been on the battlefield!

He was a warrior who could shoot for him and eliminate the danger after he met Sherlock not long ago!

Anyway, he punched the guy who claimed to be Patrick Holmes, Sherlock's distant brother.Then, even more angrily when the man evaded and brought up Sherlock.

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"Who can tell me what happened?" Isaac had a headache. The commotion here woke him up who lived next door, and it would naturally attract the attention of others. After sending off the hotel staff who came over to ask Afterwards, he closed the door again and looked at Sherlock who was wiping the blood with a tissue and John who seemed to want to do it again with luck.

"It's nothing, people with overdeveloped motor nerves usually don't have a big brain." Sherlock also felt that this meeting was terrible, and John's petulant temper was not cute at all when he was angry with him.He thought he could fool that little brain and talk to John as a distant relative.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Isaac again, if he hadn't brought John here from London, all this chaos would not have happened.He can also jump in front of John after everything is done!

By the way, there is also that fat man!When he comes home, Mommy must pull him to listen to the whole show of "Les Miserables"!

"Cough." Based on this sentence, Isaac felt that Sherlock was not wronged by the beating.But now he is playing the role of mediator, so he can't just gloat over others' misfortune. "Didn't you say you were a distant relative of Sherlock? Then why did John hit you?"

Sherlock had already figured out the ins and outs from John's words just now, and it felt really sour to be regarded as an accomplice to his own death or something.

"There may be a little misunderstanding here." Sherlock looked at John, not letting go of any change in his expression.

However, John only responded with a cold snort, "There is no misunderstanding, I will firmly remember what you did."

Sherlock was about to say something when he felt the vibrating phone in his pocket.

A new text message has arrived.

—My dear cousin, you have been in Tokyo long enough. M.

Sherlock began to wonder if the fat man could even control the surveillance in Tokyo, and he knew his identity not long after he made it up.But now was not the time to get angry, he sensed the intention behind this text message, if he didn't want to get John involved and cause trouble, he really should go.

"Well, since you don't want to miss Sherlock with me..." He made a regretful gesture, "Then, good night, goodbye."

Sherlock slid to the door with extraordinary agility, opening and closing the door in one go.

"John?" Isaac observed John's face, only to find that his previous indifference was shattered into pieces, and unspeakable sadness poured out.

"I'd like a drink." John whispered, rubbing his face.

"Is the beer okay?"

John nodded.

The hotel room they stayed in was just a standard room, and no extra services were provided, and it was impossible to find drinks in the chive room.However, if you call the service call to make a request, it is easy to be satisfied.

John was busy tidying up the room until the drinks were delivered.He declined Isaac's help, restoring the messed-up arrangement of the room with an obsessive-compulsive disorder he'd never felt while living with Sherlock.When everything was done, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood seemed to return to normal.

"Sorry, did I interrupt your rest?" John finally realized.

Isaac shook his head, "It's nothing, compared to that little sleep time, I think your emotional problems are more worthy of attention." He looked at John, "I haven't seen you so angry."

There was a knock on the door, and Isaac opened it, bringing in a dozen beers.

"I'm... okay." John was silent for a moment, "Did I never tell you the whole story about Sherlock?"

"The thing about him being framed by Moriarty?" Isaac opened a beer and handed it to John. "I feel like I know the beginning and the end."

"Yeah." John tilted his head back and poured himself a big gulp of beer, "Tell me."

"A brilliant, arrogant, conceited crime boss who thinks the whole world is stupid, thinks everything is too simple and boring, and finds himself a match," says Issac. "Again, he finds a match that somehow Shang is the same kind of person as him, but he has more concerns than him, and in the end both sides will suffer."

"It's that simple?" John took another sip of his drink, "Do you think Sherlock would have jumped off the building if he hadn't been concerned?"

"Sherlock has always been concerned about him, but he hides it so deeply that few people know about it." Isaac also opened a bottle of beer for himself, "If he had nothing, he would have become Moriarty's kind."

"I remember the scene when he told me he was a high-functioning sociopath." John hung his head. "I've been wondering why Sherlock ended up like that."

"Thought?" Isaac asked.

"I blamed it all on Mycroft at first," John said. "It was he who revealed details about Sherlock to Moriarty that piqued Moriarty's interest in Sherlock. But it's not fair to blame it all on him, Moriarty's interest in Sherlock didn't originate in Mycroft, he just made Moriarty know him better. And now, he regrets it deeply."

Isaac squinted, a little sleepy, but refreshed by the coolness of the cold beer sliding into his stomach.He recalled what John said. It seemed that Mycroft had captured Moriarty, but Moriarty had been refusing to say anything. After all methods failed, Mycroft suddenly realized that Moriarty had a crush on Sherlock. The relevant information was very sensitive, so he used his younger brother as bait to catch the fish Moriarty.

"He's just too confident, of himself and of Sherlock's intelligence," Isaac said.

It's a good thing Sherlock didn't really die, otherwise, it'd be a silly, playful story.

But to John, before Sherlock came back from the dead in front of him, it was probably just a silly story that got off the ground.

"I know the culprit is Moriarty, but he is not the only one. Before Sherlock fell, there were countless people who contributed to this. Moriarty was the mastermind. He played with people's hearts and misled the world. Those media workers are like bees that smell honey They also stared at Sherlock closely. They created the image of Sherlock as a detective at the beginning, but when they found that there was greater news value, they would not hesitate to smash the image they had erected. As for the truth, I believe they are after the truth, but they want more than the truth. There is also Scotland Yard, Sherlock really has a lot of hatred there, except for Lestrade, everyone hopes that he is the one Behind the scenes, he instigated others to commit crimes to add to his detective brand, and later, Lestrade was shaken."

"Moriarty is like a giant spider, weaving layers of dense webs, engulfing Sherlock, leaving no room for him to break free." John squeezed the bottle, "But that's not what makes me feel the most Sad, I thought the saddest time was over, but just now, I realized it wasn't."

"Something to do with Patri... the man who claims to be a distant relative of the Holmes family?" was all Isaac could think.

"I believe Mycroft, no matter what kind of interests he is looking for, I believe he doesn't really want something to happen to Sherlock. However, that person has been setting up traps for Sherlock purposefully and maliciously." John explain.

"You mean, he's working for Moriarty?" Isaac felt like he understood a little bit, but he didn't seem to understand.Is it because he didn't take the drama seriously or his memory faded?Why does he not remember this episode at all?There's no fifth Holmes in the show, is there?

"He hates Sherlock's intelligence, and he doesn't have the ability to defeat Sherlock like Mycroft. He can only find a way to defeat Sherlock from Moriarty." John was convinced of this. He had doubts before, but Sherlock vaguely passed it.After Sherlock's accident, he asked Mycroft this question again, and got his tacit silence.

"The big Mr. Holmes admitted?" Isaac couldn't help snapping his fingers a few times.

He was convinced that Sherlock wasn't dead, but couldn't figure out how he could live.But if there was such a person, maybe it wasn't Sherlock himself who was forced to jump off the building, but a distant relative who looked like him?

The idea passed through Isaac's mind only once before it was blown away.

Don't make trouble, Moriarty who can force Moriarty has to kill himself with a gun to ensure that the game can be won, he can't imagine that there will be a second person besides Sherlock.

"He acquiesced," John said.

Isaac: No, his silence is definitely not the same thing as your acquiescence.

There was still more than half of the dozen beers left, and John was already drunk. Isaac moved him to the bed, covered him with the quilt, and went back to his room.

A night without dreams.

Early the next morning, he got a new message from Nei Haixun.

"Caspar Marcus left."

"CasparMarcus? Who?" Isaac didn't realize it for a while.

"It's the American guy other than Hoyle." Utsumi replied.

"Sorry, I didn't realize it for a while." Isaac remembered Sherlock's previous alias. "What's going on? Has his suspicion been investigated?"

Theoretically speaking, Mingtai Inoue is the most suspected, but the others have not completely ruled out the suspicion.

"It's an order from above." Nei Haixun was also a little unhappy when he said this, "He said he was the CIA on a mission and had nothing to do with the murder."

"CIA?" Isaac's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

"Hasn't he greeted you?" Utsumi suddenly thought of something, "Ah, I forgot that CIA and FBI are two completely different departments."

Isaac couldn't say anything but smiled.

How far has Mycroft Holmes reached? !

Why no one chop it!