[Comprehensive Anglo-American] New York People's Suffering History

"You look sick." The clown glanced at the pale and thin Moriarty, and said with a sarcasm.

Moriarty stretched his waist, "There are few sunny days in England."

"Your idea of ​​blowing up and down is too bad." The clown turned sharply and drove the car into an alley. "Everything we do needs an audience, and if we kill it, who will watch the next performance?"

"I just need an audience." Mojarity raised his eyebrows with a smile.

The clown nodded understandingly: "I used to have an audience like him."

"he died?"

"No. He has too many weaknesses." The clown's voice was low and hoarse: "When you think that the opponent will be easily provoked and threatened, the fun of the game is lost. Why do they care about so many things? It's hard to understand. "

"It sounds like Sherlock is much better than yours, if there is no military doctor." Moriarty became interested in chatting, and continued: "You can find me immediately, why can't those people? It’s the disappointing part. I laid out the bait, and I just waited for them to catch it! But those people are so stupid that they can’t catch it.”

"Yes. It's called a game if there are back and forth." The clown strongly agreed, and he shook his head: "So I have long given up on using them as game opponents, and I am more willing to let them fight each other. Only games with equal strength are interesting, Even though it's a chicken pecking at each other."

"What are you going to do?"

"You tell me what you have done first. I will prepare a big gift for those low-intelligence children on your basis."

***

Mrs. Hudson hugged little Laura tightly, and Moriarty came again.

The Moriarty who disturbed her life and even razed her home to the ground followed Sherlock to New York.There have been two explosions and Mrs Hudson fears her home will be doomed again.Sherlock lived upstairs, and Moriarty would definitely not let it go.

Soapy drove straight home in the stolen car.

"Mrs. Hudson?" She opened the window and shouted to the first floor without getting out of the car.

"Soapy is back." The street was noisy and messy, only little Laura heard Soapy's shout.

The old and the young walked out of the house hand in hand.

"Get in the car, I'll take you to a safe place." Subic waved to the two of them.

"I've already packed my things, I'll be fine later." Hudson turned back into the house, and little Laura followed in, picked up the packed suitcase for the old lady and got on the car.

"Soapy, have you seen Sherlock? He's not in the hospital, and I'm worried he'll fall into Moriarty's hands." Mrs. Hudson asked anxiously, leaning on the back of the front seat, straightening her body.

"Moriarty? That terrorist? What does he have to do with Sherlock?" Soapy frankly took out a bag of blood and drank it.Mrs. Hudson was not an ordinary old lady. She had seen big storms in her life, and she quickly accepted the fact that Soapy was a vampire and Laura was a mutant.People who get along day and night don't have to have too many secrets, so that they can be more comfortable.

"It's just the shadow of Sherlock." Hudson complained, "But Sherlock's physique really attracts bad guys."

Soapy tries to focus and uses his future vision to find out where Sherlock is now.

But when she tried hard, her brain hurt, and she tried silently several times but found nothing.It seemed that the blood loss was more serious than expected, Soapy softly comforted the old lady: "When we get to the residence, we can know where Sherlock is right away."

The car drove all the way to Klaus's house.

The Michelsons were all there, and Soapy was most amazed by a rejuvenated Elijah.He has the demeanor of a modest son, and his gestures are full of classical temperament. Unlike his evil brother Klaus, he seems to be a very nice person at first glance.

"Subi, I haven't greeted you well yet!" Elijah smiled and said, "I couldn't gather my strength before, so I'm rude."

"You're welcome." Soapy also smiled. She pointed to Mrs. Hudson and little Laura and asked, "Can I let my friends live in your house temporarily? It's convenient for me to protect them. It's too dangerous outside."

"This is your home too." Klaus held Hope in his arms, and Hope happily waved to Mrs. Hudson and Laura.

After settling down, Soapy went to the study to find the witch Freya.On the large desk in front of the bookshelf were some strange dried flowers and ashes, as well as antlers and a small jar of animal blood.

"Want to ask about Sherlock's whereabouts?" Freya smiled and asked Soapy to sit on the chair beside her.

"That's amazing." Soapy applauded lightly in admiration, and people guessed it before she even opened her mouth.

"Little Laura has already asked me, but I need one of Sherlock's personal belongings. Mrs. Hudson searched all the boxes and found nothing. Rebecca accompanied little Laura back to get it." Freya picked up Soapy That big witchcraft book I read before: "Now, dear. You have more important things to do."

Soapy nodded tragically.

The learning process is more interesting and easier than she imagined. The talking Freya can teach her how to read the spell word by word, and when you use the spell to make the dry flowers come alive, you can create flames on your fingers, and let the calm flow When the air is windy, the feeling of surprise can make you completely forget the boringness of repeated practice.

"Have you ever studied before?" Freya couldn't help being surprised that Soapy's learning speed was even faster than her.You know, she is the daughter of a witch, and she has been familiar with the contents of the book since she was a child.

Soapy shook her head. She opened her clasped hands, and smoke rose from them.

After learning some interesting little wizards, I officially entered the actual combat chapter.

"People in the witch gathering are connected to each other, and the spell used is the next one." Freya stretched out her left hand, took a dagger from the table, and cut the palm of her hand horizontally. "Stretch out your right hand."

Soapy obediently stretched out her right hand, and Freya also cut a wound on her palm with a knife.Then she stretched out her left hand and clasped the fingers of Soapy's right palm, said a spell, and let go of Soapy's hand.

"This is the end?" It was unbelievably simple, and Soapy's palm had healed.

Freya didn't put down the knife, she cut a knife on her arm with the knife.

Soapy's eyes widened, and she clearly felt Freya's pain.

Fredo read the spell again to break the bond, and asked Soapy, "Do you understand?"

"Why don't you use this between you?"

"Why do you need to double the pain? And only witches can connect with people. The injuries suffered by vampires are not something I can easily bear." Freya turned the page of the book and continued to teach Soapy the next content. "By the way, there is one more thing you need to remember about this spell. The right hand that connects with the opponent is the body, and the left hand is the heart."

***

After the second explosion, New York ushered in a moment of calm, and there were no more attacks until nightfall. Although the whereabouts of the president are still unknown, not many people seem to care.

It was already dark when Captain America came out from the S supermarket, and Soapy smiled at him lying on the car window in the already deserted street.Iron Man, Fighter Cry, and Falcon, who came out a step behind him, did not leave for a long time, looking like they were watching a show.

"My God! I'm so jealous." The Falcon sighed. "The oldest one has found a partner, and none of us have one."

Tony Stark tried hard to draw a line: "I just don't want to find it, it's not that no one wants it!"

"Oh? Really? Then where are you going after you're done? Don't you just go home and stay at home?" Falcon continued to attack mercilessly: "Is the opposite sex you talk the most recently, Pep? Isn't Javi the only one who can chat at any time? S?"

Tony Stark retorted: "Sorry, it's Steve not Pep who's been talking the most lately."

"That was him before. Let's see if he will have the time to talk to you in the future." Falcon said proudly.

"At least I still have Rhodes. The saddest thing he's in love with is you, Sam." Tony Stark countered.

"Do you want to fight?" Falcon spread his wings.

Tony Stark lights up the pulse cannon: "Who is afraid of whom!"

Rhodes persuaded helplessly: "Don't hurt each other if they are so miserable."

The painting style has changed.The single dogs are covered with dark clouds and murderous.Captain America looked bright, as if pink peach blossom petals were flying around her.

"Why are you here?" Captain America was a little surprised, and walked towards Subi with a smile.

"Pick you up from get off work! Get in the car!" Soapy got out of the car, opened the car door for Sweetheart in a gentlemanly manner, and covered the roof of the car with his hand to welcome him in.

The American team didn't get in the car: "We have to go back to the game to discuss countermeasures."

"I'll take you there, and I have something to tell you by the way." Soapy directly dragged Captain America into the car.