[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

When Sera said those words to Sherlock Holmes, she couldn't help recalling everything she experienced last night——

After Mycroft's people sent her back to her apartment, she opened the door, and before reaching out to press the light switch, she was acutely aware that there was a second living person in the room.

But since the other party didn't make a move the moment she entered, it proved that his intention was not to attack.So she quietly relaxed her tense muscles, turned on the light, and then saw a man sitting on her sofa, a man with a pair of impressive big eyes, smiling, and even a little childish in his gestures.He saw Sera standing at the door looking over calmly, and waved his hand to greet her, his tone was very brisk, like an old friend who suddenly visited——

"Hi, beauty," he said, with a hint of femininity hidden in the corners of his eyes and brows, like the weather in London, even if the weather is sunny, it will instantly turn into lightning, thunder, and pouring rain, and there is a treacherous look in his eyes. Smiling, "Although this is our first meeting, I think you must have guessed who I am, right? — After all, you are the one chosen by Sherlock Holmes and I at the same time."

Serra was silent for a few seconds.

"I have known you for a long time," she said, "my most generous investor—Mr. M."

……

"—the east wind is coming."

When Serra said this, Sherlock Holmes was visibly stunned.

It wasn't the first time he had heard someone say that.In fact, not long ago, Mycroft mentioned this word in a phone call intentionally or unintentionally: Dongfeng.And it's not a very common everyday phrase.

Dongfeng refers to extremely cold and strong wind, which symbolizes the harbinger of irresistible danger... So what does it mean here?

A stronger enemy?who? M?

No—it wouldn't be him.He had already made his mark in front of Sherlock Holmes, and there was absolutely no need for him to do anything more to deliberately create a fog.

Sherlock looked at her, although his voice raised slightly to express doubts, but his tone was clearly firm.

"woman?"

Sela raised her eyebrows slightly, "How can you see that?"

"Greed for my attention, ignorance of Mycroft, attention and jealousy for you," Sherlock said naturally, "If He is a man, then the one I want to be captured should be John Watson."

The unlucky doctor, even though he has moved away from No. 221B Baker Street and has his own happy life, he still cannot escape the ubiquitous shadow of Sherlock Holmes and the lurking danger brought by this name.

"Woman, maybe." Sera didn't care much, and looked at Sherlock inquiringly, "Don't you want to ask me how I understand this sentence?"

"No." Sherlock replied without hesitation.Now that she is convinced that she is the murderer, the credibility of her testimony is very open to question.He has the ability to judge for himself, and he never wants to be misled by the other party again—one mistake is enough.

Sierra narrowed her eyes and smiled amusedly, thinking that although this guy's actions and ideas are always unexpected, they just fit her appetite.She is interested in this unconventional maverick.And Sherlock Holmes is definitely a one-in-a-million model.

In front of this person, you are always looking forward to what shocking words he is about to say.

The east wind is coming.As she chewed on these words, she recalled the scene last night again——

……

"Nice job, beauty," the man who claimed to be Moriarty sat on the sofa and said admiringly to the woman opposite him, "There are not many people who make our lovely Xiali make a mistake the first time—— I'm starting to envy you."

envy?It's not that he was referring to his own words, then...

Another woman exists?

"Someone?" Sera repeated the meaningful word, tilted her head, and thought for two seconds.

"If I were Barbara Moan, and you were the higher-ranking criminal talking to me—" She smiled, her eyes full of sincere curiosity, "then above you, the highest-ranking criminal Who is the perpetrator?"

Tut tut.The man couldn't help sighing: Look, this is the benefit of talking to smart people.Always guess what your next sentence is going to say in advance and respond accordingly.It saves a lot of unnecessary time and energy, which makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

"As a reward for your serious work during this time," the other party shrugged, with a childish innocence and viciousness in his smile, and he said softly, "Maybe our British government told you, Sherlock is not the only Sherlock Holmes of this generation."

Sierra paused for a moment, a thought flashed across the sky, she immediately reacted, her pupils tightened.

"We all appreciate your ability and your attitude, Selah." The other party called her affectionately, and the "we" in his tone was particularly intriguing, "You must keep the results of your work... The Hound Xiali discovered the truth you were hiding, uh...you know, falling doesn’t kill people, people fall to the ground and die.”

He used this sentence to simultaneously reveal the direction of the "Chloe" incident and the ending she will get after the truth is revealed.

Sela stared at Moriarty, was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Did you come all the way here just to threaten me?"

"No, no, no, of course not—" Moriarty twitched his fingers and blinked at her. His tone of voice always dipped slightly, with cadence and emotion, and seemed to be able to convey all his emotions through his voice. mood.

"I'm here to take you to meet someone. A belated Christmas present."

"For that person, we are all bread crumbs left for little princess Xia Li, guiding him to the only way out, and he, he has a name, a name that all of us will remember—"

Moriarty stood up and opened his hands, as if welcoming something to come——

"East wind—is approaching!"

……

"Three daughters of the Xia family..." Sera couldn't help laughing lowly when she thought of everything that happened last night.

"What?" Sherlock didn't hear clearly.

Sela looked up, and instead of answering his question, she raised another question that was completely off topic.

"My note, still 'SHE, Sherlock?"

The consulting detective looked at her expression cautiously, and finally chose to answer, "Yes."

"Looking at it now, it seems very appropriate..." Sera murmured, smiling meaningfully at him, "In your busy life, Sherlock Holmes, has there ever appeared a SHE that you didn't expect? ?”

For example, an east wind.

Sherlock looked at her for a second.

"You," he said.

Serra raised an eyebrow.She really didn't expect this answer, and after reacting for a while, she couldn't help but smile, and said with a sigh, "Sherlock Holmes...Compared with me, you are more like a talented person." actor."

Obviously he already knew the general truth of the murder, but he couldn't find evidence that could convict him, so he wanted to lure her into the urn and confess the crime.

He was using his interest in him to judge the case.

In his heart, he clearly believed that love was a dangerous and unfavorable factor, but he still said so. Was he sure that he would catch her in the end?Is he so confident?

—Later she found out.He did have an extraordinary confidence in himself.

Fighting against such a person, you can't relax for a second.The tension and excitement that makes the heart beat faster and the blood spurt.

Sierra leaned back in her chair, looked at the curly-haired detective with a half-smile, and spoke slowly.

"I once said that in the West, everything has its price. But these alone are not enough to move my heart, Sherlock."

Want me to confess, want me to tell you where the key point is.Just one sentence is of course not enough, show your sincerity, Sherlock Holmes, let me see how much you can pay to solve the case——

The detective squinted his eyes, his heartbeat began to speed up, and the familiar curiosity and the feeling of smelling the prey flooded into his heart again. He couldn't help but feel the urge to move all over his body, and said in a low and excited voice, "Do you want What?"

"Didn't you announce to the whole world that you proposed to me?" Sera smiled slightly.

"—then why not keep your promise, Sherlock Holmes?"

Since you dare to use such means to persecute us, then of course you must be mentally prepared to bear the consequences. This is only fair, isn't it?

"As an actor, my value is not low." Sera drank the last sip of coffee, gathered up his coat, put on a woolen scarf, then stood up, lowered his eyes, condescending, and smiled at Sherlock Holmes, full of smiles. It is a deep meaning of joy, "I hope you can have enough property to complete our world-famous 'wedding'—"

"—my fiancé, Xiali."

Sherlock Holmes: "..." Things are not going right!This is impossible!She shouldn't have reacted like this!

--and many more.

Why doesn't she say no? !Isn't she afraid that the other party will attack her? !

The curly-haired detective watched the back of the actress pushing the door out, and for the first time had an extremely bad premonition about the direction of the matter.

Misfortunes never come singly, and at this moment, he received a text message on his cell phone, from the most person he didn't want to contact so far——

"What month is the wedding? Which church?

- from Mom"

"..." Sooner or later it will be over.

The author has something to say: Note——

The allusion of bread crumbs: In the fairy tale "Hansel and Gretel", the protagonist returns home only after finding the fallen bread crumbs.

Juanjuan: The marriage I proposed, I have to go on kneeling——

[I heard that you can no longer understand the direction of the plot?That’s right, you will never guess how big the author’s brain is until the last chapter (smile]