Living in Caoying, heart in Han

No one knows why a good dinner between friends and introducing new friends turned into a "underpants brand war" in the end. Watson rubbed his temples with a headache, while Sherlock squinted his eyes.

In the end, Molly dumped her new boyfriend on the spot, then called the restaurant owner, ordered a whole table of wine, and invited everyone to drink with her, except Moriarty and Sherlock.

Ye Liang is also not polite to her, the little girl is sad about losing her love, if no one pays attention to her at this time, I am afraid Molly will feel even more uncomfortable.So, he took a few steps forward, drank the amber alcohol in the glass, and the pungent taste poured down his throat. He touched his mouth, and then turned to Watson and said, "I'm sorry just now, I I'm leaving."

John got up and sent him all the way to the door of the hotel. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Sherlock has always had such a temper, but he is the best person I have ever seen, even though sometimes I want to press his curly hair to get angry." Beat me up."

"I understand, John." Ye Liang smiled gently, patted the good doctor on the shoulder, and said softly, "I don't hate Mr. Holmes. I have seen people who have far superior wisdom and strength, but only know how to plunder. and harm, and Mr Holmes chooses to use this ability to help others."

John immediately relaxed. He licked his lips and joked with a smile: "If you say this in front of him, I'm afraid he will tell you with disdain that he only went to help the police solve the case for fun, 'I'm a High-functioning anti.soc.social personality.'” He said the last sentence, imitating Sherlock's tone.

"Maybe he did it for fun, but in the end he did good things."

If someone is evil by nature and full of horrible thoughts, but due to various reasons, whether he is voluntary or forced to do good deeds all his life, is he a good person or a wicked person?In the final analysis, when looking at a person, it still depends on what he has done.

"Take tonight's incident as an example. He saw that the gentleman was gay, so he said it directly. Maybe it was because he wanted to show off his intelligence, or maybe it was to let Molly see the other person clearly... But from the result Say, trust me, it's all a good thing."

Let Molly, a good girl, not be deceived and used by the perverted Moriarty, and his boss won't pester the poor girl anymore after his wish is fulfilled.

"It's just that, like Mr. Holmes..."

"It's Sherlock." The doctor repeated with his firm and sincere eyes, "You can call him 'Sherlock', we have talked about this occasionally, and he said he doesn't mind if you call him that."

Ye Liang was a little flattered. After all, Mr. Detective, a big bear boy, is a very hard-to-please person. After so long, he and John have had a heart-to-heart friendship, but the detective still lukewarmly guards against him.

Ye Liang admitted that because he saw JM's speech under Watson's blog, he did feel a little unnatural when he got along with the Baker Street duo.But it was because of this little problem that Sherlock noticed it.

But he never expected that Sherlock was willing to admit that he was a friend in private? !

"Eon, no way." Seeing his friend's shocked face, John laughed out loud, "Sherlock isn't that unreasonable." He put away his joking look, stared at Ye Liang and said seriously, "You are our friend." Friends, no matter when and where, we welcome you to come to Baker Street as a guest."

The good doctor stretched out a hand to Ye Liang, and Ye Liang held it firmly after hesitating for a moment.

My friend, it turns out that I can have friends again.

However, only three days later, Ye Liang's good friend was kidnapped by his boss...

At that time, John was helping Sherlock to investigate a case. When Ye Liang called, John muttered a few times before being called away by Sherlock. class of words.

However, Ye Liang has always been very self-aware about this kind of case-solving, knowing that he does not have this talent.In the case of the Imperial Bank back then, it was because he happened to see that the clock had been tampered with. The real genius was only Sherlock.

Fortunately, solving crimes has never troubled Holmes.

Ye Liang called again and mentioned that when he sent a check to John, the latter happily told him that the case was settled and he was planning to go to his girlfriend's house.

"I'm driving by there, and I'll give you the check by the way?" Ye Liang and John set a meeting intersection.

However, when he drove past, he saw someone kidnapping the good doctor. It was late at that time, and this intersection was always remote. For some reason, there was also a problem with the nearby traffic lights. Except for Ye Liang, there was no car coming.

John is a veteran military doctor, and also a marksman who took people's heads from [-] meters away. Even if he was a little shorter, he would not be easy to deal with.It's a pity these days, no matter how good your skills are, you can't stand several people ambushing you with weapons, and you didn't even bring a knife because you went to see your girlfriend right on time.

What Ye Liang saw was the scene of those men pointing guns at John at close range. When he drove over, the two sides had already met each other's eyes, and it was useless to pretend not to see.Ye Liang's heart tightened, mainly because he was worried about the doctor. He opened the car door, and the phone had already quietly pressed the alarm button——

He pressed it, but the phone didn't respond. He looked down, and there was no signal.

This is impossible, no one passes by here, and it is also downtown London!

Signal shield. Shield. Device?Who is so generous?

Ye Liang cursed in his heart. Fortunately, since he knew that William was working for Moriarty, the weapon seldom left his body.Or leave the gun in the car like the last time I went to the bank.

He hid the weapon in his waist and walked towards John calmly.

John didn't hide his worried expression. The other party obviously came to kidnap him and didn't intend to take his life, but William ran into him by accident, and he might be murdered to silence him!

Sure enough, those people aimed their guns at the man in the suit with gray eyes.

Ye Liang was faster than them. The gunshot rang out and hit the arm of the person on the left. John jumped up instantly, hit the temple of the enemy on the right with his elbow, and quickly caught the shot down on the left. .

In just a few seconds, the situation changed suddenly. Both Ye Liang and John had weapons in their hands, aiming at the remaining two gangsters.Two against two, no one wants to please, everyone is evenly matched.

"Are you okay, John?" Ye Liang asked calmly, "Can you come to my side?"

There is a car next to him. If John can come over smoothly and get shot, he can also drive away with the doctor. When they arrive in the downtown area, do these gangsters dare to commit crimes in front of Scotland Yard?

John bravely walked towards Ye Liang's position. He exuded an aura of [-] meters in his small stature, which made the criminals dare not act rashly for a while, until the phone in Ye Liang's pocket rang.

Damn, didn't the signal just now?What did they unblock the shield?

Ye Liang's heart trembled, except for the two lying on the ground, the remaining two enemies were confronting them, who could distract and control other things.This can only show that the other party and his accomplices are nearby!

What a terrible discovery, no, he had to let John get in the car and run away immediately.

"John, come quickly." He yelled in a low voice, and the phone in his pocket vibrated violently while playing the ringtone, as if the other party insisted on him answering the call immediately, with a tyrannical and tough attitude, which reminded Ye Liang of a person involuntarily.

No, no way...

Ye Liang really wanted to play dead, but soon the mobile phones in the pockets of the four gangsters rang together. This small street was like a symphony of mobile phones. Even John frowned and looked at the enemies suspiciously.

The man lying on the ground with the gun in his hand picked up the phone. After a few seconds, he looked at Ye Liang with a strange expression, and said honestly: "The boss said, I want you to answer the phone quickly and stop pretending to be dead."

Ye Liang: ...As expected, Moriarty is his calamity, what should come will always come.

Wait, by the way, wouldn't Moran point a sniper gun at his head from a tall building nearby?

Under John's unbelievable eyes, Ye Liang slowly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, pressed the answer button, and heard the familiar cold voice as expected.

"I'm thinking, if you don't answer the phone, am I going to let Moran blow your head off?"

Oh, I really know you.

"Boss." Ye Liang whispered, "I didn't know it was you..."

Moriarty's reaction was to chuckle, but he didn't bother to expose him on the spot. After all, he had more important matters, so he ordered: "Then you know now, why don't you hurry up?"

go?

Ye Liang raised his head and looked at the good doctor who looked at him with resolute trust. Even so, even if he answered Moriarty's call and exposed his relationship with the gangster, John Watson still chose to trust him. Still worried but looking at him firmly.

Moran is spying on him... As for the lack of signal on the mobile phone and the control of nearby vehicles... Is it the core replica of the Samaritan that Gray gave at that time?

That being said, apart from licking Sherlock every day and pretending to be gay to cheat little girls, Moriarty is still working hard.No, they are already able to control a lot of electronic equipment in London.

How it looks now, giving up John is his best choice.He couldn't play Moran with his left hand and Moriarty with a Samaritan replica with his right, so he was just trying to make a fool of himself if he acted rashly.

What's more, Moriarty just wanted to kidnap John, not kill him immediately, so why bother to die in vain.Ye Liang knew very well that turning around and driving away now was the most important thing he should do.

But why do people have to do what they should do?

Why can't man do what he wants to do?

Ye Liang looked tenderly at the first good friend he made in this world, slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said with his mouth: "Don't be afraid, John, trust me."

With the excellent qualities of a soldier, John responded to his orders with unwavering eyes.

The next moment, overlapping gunshots sounded, one, two... no, three overlapping.

The first two sounds were made by John and Ye Liang to the gangsters, and the third sound came from a high place and pierced Ye Liang's chest. Fortunately, the latter reacted very quickly and avoided his heart, but still bloomed a flower on the suit. Bright red flowers come.

John's pupils tightened quickly. He rushed over and threw Ye Liang into the car. At the same time, he stepped on the gas pedal with the ignition on. Before the car door could close, he rushed out of the street like lightning.

Just a few hundred meters away, they can reach the place where the police are, no matter how powerful the opponent is, they can't cover the sky with one hand.

By the way, Sherlock!Yes, call Sherlock, and he can also contact Lestrade and Mycroft if necessary.John showed the quality that a veteran of the battlefield should have. He moved quickly with his hands, but he was thinking about every next step in his mind.However, he was a little flustered after all, because the consciousness of the people around him was gradually disappearing.

Blood flowed from the passenger seat like a stream, and soon the whole car was filled with a strong smell of blood. The carpet soaked with blood was wet and shiny, and a lake of blood soon piled up.

How much blood can a person bleed, Watson thought, asking himself from the perspective of a professional doctor.

Ordinary people lose more than 1000 milliliters at one time, and their lives will be in danger. If they lose more... The doctor gritted his teeth, increased the speed of the car again, and drove towards the city center almost crazily.

On the roof of a certain building, Moran was packing his weapons when he heard his boss ask softly, "Why didn't you aim at the space between your eyebrows?"

Moran paused slightly, and calmly responded: "The target is moving, and the situation at the scene is complicated. It is more certain to aim at the heart."

Moriarty turned around, showing a cold and sweet smile, and said, "But you still missed."

Moran said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, boss, I won't do it next time."

"Hmm..." Moriarty turned his head and thought for a while, raised the corners of his mouth, and shook his fingers, "Forget it, it's a good thing you didn't kill him. Then send someone to the hospital later, bring him back under control, I have something to ask him."

"Then Sherlock Holmes..."

"The chips are gone, why go on an appointment?" Moriarty clicked his tongue, not very angry, but like a child who found a new toy, and he was not so interested in the old toy, "After that There is always a chance, Sherlock is not William, and Mr. Detective will not think about running all day long."

"He shouldn't be called William, I'll have to ask what his name is later... oh, if he's not dead."

The author has something to say: *Ryoko must have been exposed, but he is not dead yet

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Copywriting——

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