Workaholic

Didn't he come for himself?

Jimmy was stunned for a moment, unable to respond with the microphone held by his ear.

Jimmy stared blankly at the black-haired young man in front of him, who was still so calm and gentle. He suddenly hated the warm and sunny weather these days. Under the light from the window, the angular curvature of the young man's face became Soft and smooth.

Those eyes seemed to have been dyed a light golden color.

But Jimmy's eyes became cold and filled with anger.

--professor-

— Moriarty.

It wasn't a name Danny was supposed to know.

Why would he know this name?

The teenager has already begun to subconsciously search for the memories in his mind, the youth appeared, without ID card, without any trace, the explosion that he knew in advance—that explosion.He caught his breath.

Sherlock looked at the boy behind the isolation mirror with red eyes and facial muscles twitching.

What's left to guess.

Danny is with the professor.

He is like a fool, being played around by these two people.

"Do you take me for a fool? Yes, look at me like a rat in the gutter running through the dirty and poor streets all day long, eating the carcasses of my own kind, and surviving around the leftovers dropped by the rich?" Jimmy's voice was hoarse, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to want to bite off the neck of the young man opposite him.

"You are really good." Jimmy gasped.

Wang Wanghua pulled his lips, with a half-smile: "You think too much."

Moriarty was not strong enough to erase all traces.

But this is not lacking as a shield.

"Are you really blind?" Jimmy stared into his eyes and asked coldly: "I always feel that sometimes you don't look like a blind man at all, do you see me?"

He was almost staring at the pair of black pupils close to the glass, and Jimmy's breathing began to be heavy again.

Those are a pair of beautiful eyes.

Even though he didn't have any spirit and his pupils were dilated, they still looked good. A star of black color was layered inside, blooming in reverse, and his moist eyes reflected his face like a clean mirror.

Wang Chaohua stood up.

"You can get a certain reduction in sentence if you tell the police what you know, but it will be very dangerous, because it is not a big deal to die in prison."

"But those who know that you have been arrested will also be afraid that you will confess to them. You are also very dangerous." Wang Chaohua looked in another direction and said, "You know that psychopath Moriarty doesn't like to see abandoned If you are alive, you already know that you may die, so even if I don't come, you will find a way to drag the other party's informant into the water."

"You'll give the police the information."

Wang Wanghua supported the wall, and the phone was put back on the original landline. Even though there was only a glass, he couldn't hear Jimmy yelling and screaming like a mad dog on the other side of the wall.

Officer Lestrade immediately recruited someone to suppress the irrational teenager opposite, and at the same time he was full of doubts.

To be honest, this is a little different from what he imagined.

In Officer Lestrade's envisioned situation, it should be a moment of warmth between two people with different identities in a foreign country, a change of heart, and a new life, instead of the rape scene, which also involves a bunch of messy things.

Looking back, what about Sherlock and that young man? !

Damn it, Lestrade rubbed his face, it's so damn hard to be a policeman these days.

Sherlock followed the youth's figure and went out.

The Asian youth did not go far, but stopped next to a telephone booth at the second street, waiting for Sherlock.

"You had no reason to provoke him," Sherlock looked at the other party: "Moriarty asked you to do so."

The young man smiled, but did not feel any panic.

"Yes, Mr. High IQ, can you guess what I'm going to do now?"

Sherlock frowned slightly.

"Dinglingling——" the piercing phone rang in the empty phone booth.

The young man opened the red door accurately and connected the phone.

"Good day, Mr. Mycroft Holmes."

oh, shit.

Sherlock blushed.

The author has something to say: Wang Chaohua: I'm sorry, but the villain you thought was neither a villain nor an irrelevant person, but a reversed little prince who instigated rebellion and successfully transformed into a decent person in just 10 hours.

Let me introduce, because the 1000-word manuscript of the witch next door was read by your author's father and he didn't turn off the computer and logged out emmm... In order to change her mood, she went to change an update. Hey, let's take a look at "[-] Ghosts" upstairs ?

Copywriter:

Light shines on the world, and behind the light, darkness follows like a shadow.

The pupils of the youth's midnight-like pupils are shining brightly in the sunlight, and in invisible corners, ghosts and evil thoughts grow wantonly.

The witchcraft left behind by the Miao girl after her death,

Weird killing pattern,

Death and ghosts go hand in hand,

Is it time to get rid of everything and get back to normal?

*My name is Chu Luoling, and it will be three years and 26 days before my death. *

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