[Shen Xia] When Watson has Twitter

In court, Moriarty's defense lawyer did not defend him a word.I told Sherlock thousands of times before going to court not to offend the judge when he testified again. The effect was mediocre, but at least he didn't reprimand the judge as an idiot.

But in the end, Moriarty, who did not get any defense, was acquitted. Even if the judge found him guilty, the jury also believed that he had no fault.

I met with Mycroft, who has never tweeted, and told me he captured Moriarty, but let him go.And in order to gain information, he told Moriarty something about Sherlock.

"You're betraying him!" My fingertips were trembling involuntarily because of my anger.

"I'll keep it under control," said Mycroft without looking at me.

But I know that when Moriarty starts to lose his mind, that's when everything is out of Mycroft's control.

I'm only now wondering who Sherlock has been asking him to keep safe and give it to himself on Twitter. Maybe, when I told Sherlock Moriarty broke into the museum, he knew that his brother put his worst enemy.

I didn't say any more to Mycroft, for fear I'd slip up and say some bad words.

When I went back, I saw a quiet 221B.

"There's a conspiracy here." Sherlock curled himself up on the sofa. I know he's not happy now, but in fact, he's calmer than usual.

I brought him a cup of black tea with five spoonfuls of milk: "I don't understand why the jury found him not guilty."

Sherlock took the black tea and drew circles in it with a spoon. Hearing what I said, the corner of his mouth drew a strange arc: "If you are a member of the jury, and Moriarty tells you to acquit him, Will you agree?"

"Of course not." In my heart, he has committed a heinous crime.

"Then if, he said, once you find him guilty, he will let the killer blow my head off in the next second, will you agree?"

Sherlock compared his hand to a pistol and put it on his forehead. It was obviously a bit funny but I couldn't laugh.I froze for a moment, then pursed my lips tightly.

Actually, I can't answer.

I can't trade Sherlock's life for Moriarty's.

Sherlock put the spoon on the tray and took a sip of the black tea.Obviously, he knew my reaction well: "My good military doctor, you have always been resolute, serious and responsible, and have a high sense of honor and mission."

I tried my best to pull the corners of my mouth: "It really makes me happy to be praised by you."

Sherlock blinked and had that "that's how you are I'm just telling the truth" look on his face, which, I have to say, worked for me.Then he went on to say, "But even you can't bear the pain of losing the most important thing in your life," and he stared at me, then nodded, "Yes, I am the most important thing in your life right now."

"It will be in the future." I sat on the sofa and said softly.

He just put his head on my lap and put the black tea aside.

I have tried to think of many situations, but I admit that if Moriarty did that, I might actually do something against my principles.I can't lose Sherlock, this man is too important to me, more important than life.

But Sherlock didn't seem to know what he just said, as he said, he just made a hypothesis, a very illusory hypothesis.

He closed his eyes slightly and I put my hand on top of his head.Sherlock no longer refuses me to touch his hair, and sometimes he will let me touch his neck when he shows mercy.

This person must have been a cat in his previous life.

"I can figure it out, but I can't figure out why Moriarty would do this." He opened his eyes with a calm and firm expression, "He is a consulting criminal who manipulates more than half of the crimes in the UK. They provide guidance, and it all needs to be hidden, it needs to be hidden, not as big as it is now, and put yourself in court in a botched way."

"Maybe he just had a whim." I run my fingertips through his black curly hair.

Sherlock pursed the corners of his lips: "No, it's impossible. It was obviously calculated carefully. He opened the prison, the bank, and the museum. These were not just a whim."

My hand suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute, he wrote your name, you saw it, he wrote your name."

Sherlock looked at me, and I could see my own reflection in his eyes: "Yes, he wrote my name, I was a key part of his plan, but what happened next I couldn't tell." Estimate."

"Will there be danger?"

"very dangerous."

I stared at Sherlock, and then I heard my own voice: "Sherlock, you don't want to leave me and go on an adventure alone."

He smiled when he heard me say, "Of course, I can't do anything without my blogger."

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Framed Sherlock through a little girl.

Search, hunt, escape.

Then, met a man named Jim Moriarty, who was a registered actor...damn!

"You're a liar!" The once majestic Moriarty seemed to have been seriously frightened. He wore simple and ordinary clothes, had an unshaven beard, and stared at Sherlock with big eyes as if he had been greatly wronged.He fell on the stairs, every step of Sherlock's approach made him tremble, "You invited me to pretend to be a criminal, my mission is over, I will not accept your invitation again!"

If Moriarty is really an actor, there is no doubt that he is qualified.

Sherlock's first reaction was to look back at me and yell at me, "He's lying!"

I know Sherlock obviously didn't think Moriarty would risk himself just to frame him.He was terrified, and even though I knew the scare wouldn't last more than 5 minutes, I squeezed his hand tightly.

"I know, you are the smartest person I have ever met, don't fight like a little girl."

Sherlock pursed his lips, but his eyes were still staring at me quietly.

The female reporter had left quietly, but Moriarty made a terrified expression: "You are gay! God, God will not forgive you!"

I'm sure now that Moriarty is a good actor and has a lot of comedy talent.

Sherlock and I left that room, even if Moriarty is shot dead now, it won't help.Sherlock's reputation will be ruined on him. I believe that Sherlock is a unparalleled genius, but I believe that Moriarty has the ability to make the world think that Sherlock is a liar.

"I'll catch him." Our hands were still handcuffed, and I think Sherlock did it on purpose.

I nodded, I'm used to trusting him.

Holmes is omnipotent.

Sherlock and I make do with the night out - even when we're huddled together he's still not willing to pistol the handcuffs between us to open it - and when we wake up we go to Butts, Molly The laboratory was opened exclusively for us.

Before going in, Sherlock broke our handcuffs, and all he had to do was poke him with a thin wire.

It turned out that he could pick locks, which surprised me.

"We don't have much time, I need a computer and equipment." Sherlock said so, then took off his coat and threw it aside, I saw Jasmine nodded and walked away quickly, carrying a bunch of things.

Jasmine is a good girl, even if Sherlock can't reciprocate her liking, and the glory is gone, she is still willing to stand by Sherlock's side.

"Who doesn't like him?" Jasmine seemed to see my gaze, and then said to me with a smile, "Good doctor, I'm following your Twitter, you write very well."

"Thank you." I smiled at her.

Jasmine shrugged, looked at Sherlock who was busy there alone, and said, "He's a good man."

I nodded: "Yes, I know."

At this time, my mobile phone rang suddenly.Open it, it's a text message.

'Mrs. Hudson is seriously injured, please come quickly. GL'

It made my pupils shrink, and I looked up sharply at Sherlock, who felt the movement look up at me too.

"Ms. Hudson has an accident, we need to go and see her." I stared at Sherlock.

Sherlock blinked: "John, maybe Mrs. Hudson really can't afford to lose two people, but you are determined enough."

"what?"

"I won't go with you, I have more important things to do."

I was surprised by Sherlock's attitude, then puzzled.He was a good man, and I believed Mrs. Hudson meant a lot to him, and I was caught off guard by his indifference.I was a little at a loss, and this look of helplessness in Sherlock's eyes softened his brows and eyes.

"Go and have a look first, I can't get away, send me a text message if you have something to do."

Perhaps this is the best way at present, I almost forgot, Sherlock is a wanted man, and I am a hostage.It is always more convenient for a hostage to travel than a wanted criminal, so I picked up my coat: "I will let you know when I find out which hospital she is in, Sherlock."

"Yeah." Sherlock nodded, then his voice paused, "Be careful all the way."

I managed to force a smile over him, then strode away.

But when I saw Mrs. Hudson intact, I knew I had been tricked.And I also know at the same time, Sherlock knows, someone lied to me, but still indulged me to leave there.

Sherlock, you don't want to leave me and go on an adventure alone.

This sentence, still ringing in my ears, has become a sarcasm.

I hailed a cab and even edged out one person.First time urging the driver to go faster, and he was a nice guy, trying really hard to get up to speed.I could feel my heart beating fast, and I tried to dial Sherlock's number, but no one answered.

When I got to Barts, I got a call from Sherlock.

Looking up, the man was standing on the roof, looking at me, the wind blew the hem of his coat, and there was a nice arc in mid-air.

The author has something to say: Lianzi is her own mother, and jumping off a building is a must for the original drama... I will definitely let this sweet ending of the two-year leap [look at my sincere eyes]

JW: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

This posture... Hey, good doctor, do you know how to hold a detective behind your back?I feel comfortable~

JW: ok =v=

SH: John you strangle me

Welfare claw machine party:

#Yesterday’s tweets#

Fan: Mo Niang has a good sense of the third party's déjà vu—please call me Mr. Truth=_,=

-Comment:

-MH: I have no doubts that Sherly's Mr. Skull will have an extra companion after Moriarty's arrest

-Anthea: I suddenly discovered that the stalk of falling in love and killing each other is not bad =v=

-Moran: You know too much~

-SH: stupid!Only having a relationship with one of them is considered a third party, Moriarty is just an enemy!

-BC: SH hey buddy, the length of your face is comparable to mine~

-Harry: Oh my dear brother, is your psycho boyfriend being targeted by another psycho?Oh my good brother, get your boyfriend back!After all it's not easy to find a boyfriend who will give you all the money :) By the way dear Anthea this meme is really good

-Moran: Professor, I am waiting for your order. As long as you give an order, I will definitely come back with that curl.

-Martin: Oh no, he's not even close, because his name is shorter than yours.There is a difference of two characters when translating Chinese, and five characters when your names are still in English. @BC

-Moriaty: I'm so happy to see you guys so sweet, oh~ In this boring world, someone has to be the first to perform, SHOWTIME! My opposite self, are you ready~SH