miss holmes vase

"The door is open? Where is the person?" Moriarty opened his hands and looked at him like a clown. Moriarty really didn't understand what Lestrade was daydreaming about. Thought Mycroft would come to their rescue.

Lestrade stared blankly at the frozen lake outside. Under the sunlight, everything was bright and obvious.There is no doubt that there is nothing in front of them!

Lestrade: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

He whispered repeatedly, and even stepped out with one foot, stepping on the extremely slippery ice.

As Moriarty had said before, it was a shame that there was nothing but a log cabin on this icy lake.

The desolation is desperate and suffocating.

Moriarty looked at the frustrated Lestrade, and followed him onto the ice.The white mist that Moriarty had just opened his mouth came out, and he looked at Lestrade's disappointed expression full of frustration with interest.

And just as Moriarty was immersed in the joy of the winner, enjoying the geniuses who thought their IQ surpassed that of Mycroft and Sherlock, Athena was also looking for a way out for her life.

Although looking around, there is really no handy tool in this small wooden house, but waiting to die will never be able to solve any problems.In the end, Athena still set her sights on the iron rod by the fireplace. She took advantage of the gap between Moriarty and Lestrade's inattentive conversation, walked over quietly, and carefully picked up the iron rod.

Who would have known that the iron rod was placed by the fireplace and was scorching hot, if Athena hadn't covered it with clothes in time, it would have almost fallen to the ground and made a sound.

Athena turned her head cautiously, and Moriarty was still leaning against the door frame with a smile: "Mycroft, this guy who thinks he is a genius. He never takes anything seriously. In his eyes, everyone in this world is not even worthy." Let him take a high look. But now?"

Lestrade leaned against the door panel weakly, and finally slid down and sat down directly. It has been a while since he woke up, but the powerlessness in his body has not been relieved in any way. On the contrary, together with the fatigue from yesterday to today Getting heavier and heavier.

"What the hell did you use for me? Why... can't I use a little energy all over my body?" Lestrade gasped and said, "It's just an injection of an appropriate dose of anesthesia, don't exaggerate! You are like Like a baby, complaining non-stop.

Lestrade, we should go in!I don't want to stay here with you and wait for some miracle to happen. After Sherlock picks up Watson from the Copper Beech Manor, they will naturally get the address here. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the coat on Lestrade's shoulders, trying to drag him back into the house. After all, if he froze to death here, what's the point of the next game?

Athena saw that Moriarty started to get up, and knew that this was her last chance. If she couldn't seize the opportunity now and let Moriarty lose the initiative, then she and Lestrade would be completely slaughtered lambs. .

She took a deep breath, and only held the iron pipe in her hand, she slammed a blow hard at the back of Moriarty's head.

……

But... the expected sound of the iron rod hitting the human brain did not appear.She missed at all, but at the same time Moriarty's whole body suddenly fell headfirst into the ice like a puppet that had lost its power.

"What did you do?" Lestrade watched the sudden change, struggled to get up with all his strength, stepped on Moriarty's body and sat up.

And Athena was still standing there blankly, looking at the iron rod in her hand, she said suspiciously: "I didn't do anything? I didn't hit him! What's the situation?"

As he said that, he took the iron rod and walked over. Before she could bend down to see what happened, a bright red blood suddenly appeared on the ice.

Lestrade struggled to turn his neck around, and only then did the two realize that there was a bullet hole on Moriarty's forehead that was bleeding, and his high nose was dripping with blood from the sudden impact on the ice.

Moriarty's eyes were wide open, but there was still a trace of breath left.But Lestrade obviously didn't give him any chance of surviving, and only pushed his head back into the ice that was smashed out of the pit.

He didn't even give him a chance to ask for help.

Lestrade panted heavily, looked at the shining place in the distance, and suddenly laughed: "He's still here! I said that a smart person like Mycroft would not do anything meaningless."

Athena let out a long sigh of relief, just now she vented her strength and sat down limply, her eyes turned red for some reason just leaning against Lestrade.

With a low voice, he said softly: "Then why didn't Mycroft come to rescue us? Instead, he found a sharpshooter..."

Lestrade hugged Athena into his arms, raised his trembling hand to caress her cheek, "Now you know how to be afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!" Athena raised her head stubbornly and refused to admit it, but tears flowed down silently. Lestrade laughed instead when he saw her so fragile for the first time.

"It's the first time I've seen you like this!" Lestrade's deep and gentle voice came from Athena's temples, the voice was so warm but with a subtle smile.

He felt happy, not only the luck of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but also the warmth of being able to cuddle upright now.Even though there was Moriarty lying beside him, lingering on his last breath, he felt that he had never felt such peace in his heart.

The warm sun in the sky shrouded this desolate icy lake, and Athena in her arms occasionally made a sobbing sound, and she stammered: "Why am I so unlucky? I just want to have fun, eat, drink and have fun. If I can’t do it, why are the perverted killers chasing after me?”

Lestrade smiled softly, tilted his head and kissed her temples and whispered, "If it wasn't for these horrible things, how could I have met you?"

Athena obviously didn't like this, and she seemed even more sad when she pursed her lips, "The price of meeting you is too high, besides...you are not a big noble, a rich man!"

Athena held her head proudly, speaking irony that didn't match her heart.

Lestrade just smiled lightly, obviously he was used to the nonsense that Athena always said repeatedly, and it was nothing more than duplicity.Normally, Lestrade would have passed it by listening to it, but today he seemed to be trying to tease her.

He snorted softly, and said softly: "Then you go find a big nobleman! A rich man! Anyway, I don't expect you to marry me, so I will..."

"What about you?" Athena suddenly turned her head to look at him, pinched Lestrade's cheek and said angrily, "I haven't succeeded in hooking you up yet! What do you want?"

Lestrade looked at her pouted angrily, obviously there were still tears on her cheeks, but at this moment she was as fierce as a young tiger.

Lestrade raised his hand and pinched the tip of her cold nose, hugged her and said threateningly: "Otherwise! I will follow you wherever you go. Even if you never marry, I will follow you all your life." is you!"

The half-threatening tone was already filled with the coquettish tone that can only be seen between lovers, Athena curled up in his unique and warm chest, and couldn't help laughing.

Even if she didn't get married, she was already sure that Lestrade would be her lover for the rest of her life.

Three months later.

"Do you have to move in?" Athena lay on the window sill, smiling and looking at Lestrade downstairs.

Lestrade only raised his hand, and replied loudly: "I can't help it, I can't afford to rent such a good house without my mother's support. What? Is it shameful to live with your beloved lover?"

After speaking, Lestrade walked directly into Baker Street with the suitcase in his hand. He handed the suitcase to Melina who had been waiting at the door for a long time, and took off his hat before walking towards the second floor.

Athena was wrapped in gorgeous pajamas, her hair was messy as if she had just woken up, she lazily went downstairs and before she could speak, she opened her arms and hugged Lestrade first.

The warm lips pressed against his chin, and the green stubble made her frown slightly, but she soon found Lestrade's thin lips and pressed them against it.

Lestrade responded gently, as if caring for the most precious rose on the tip of his heart, not even daring to put too much force on her waist.

"Cough cough cough... oops! The weather is good today!" Mrs. Hudson, who came out of nowhere, looked at Watson in the living room and greeted him exaggeratedly. Watson bit a piece of bread and looked bitterly. The two who were kissing passionately shook their heads and said, "I also want to have a lover who can kiss!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, Sherlock, wearing goggles, yelled in the kitchen: "John! John! I'm going to start burning the pig's head, don't stand outside and watch these lively scenes , this is of no benefit to solving your personal needs. If you really can't find a decent lady, you can also dedicate your pure life to your career like me!"

John pursed his lips, bit off a bite of bread angrily, pointed at Sherlock and said, "How dare you say me? Where did you go last night? Did you go to find Irene again? Tell me! What did you do behind my back?" Good thing?"

"What good thing? I just discussed this pig-headed case with Irene! Put away your dirty thoughts and forbid fantasy..."

Upstairs, Sherlock and Watson were still arguing, and downstairs, Melina and Mrs. Hudson were discussing what to do for dinner to welcome Inspector Lestrade.

The couple Lestrade and Athena were sandwiched between the upstairs and downstairs, embracing each other quietly.Athena shook his hand and said with a silly smile: "You live in, but you have to endure these endless noises! It's not quiet here at all, Sherlock will shoot at the wall in the middle of the night, maybe one day It is not certain that the fire will shoot into our room!"

"Then let the horse come here, my dear, I am the youngest police inspector in Scotland Yard." After speaking, Lestrade suddenly took her hand, and the two of them walked into the bedroom.

From the first day she came to London, she said she lived briefly at 221 Baker Street, and she thought that she would return to live in Mycroft's Pall Mall soon.But how could Athena have expected that not only did Pall Mall fail to go back, but now Lestrade is ushered in again... this lover who likes to cling to her all day long.

Yes, there was a new player in her life.It is no longer a friend with benefits who quickly leaves after a night of passion, nor is it a boyfriend who gets tired of talking for three or two months.

To her, Lestrade is a lover who will never tire of her!

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The author has something to say: There may be little angels who think that Moriarty died in a hurry!But I just want to write an ending where there is no nonsense, no pressure, and one shot kills you.Neurotic villains always like to add crazy lines to themselves. When I read it myself, I feel very annoying every time hahahaha... So in my own novels, goodbye with one shot hahaha!

It's over here, do you have anything you want to see in the next episode?Mygo, Sherlock or the lives of Chow and Athena?Let me know what you want to see in the comments.