[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The pure black taxi is like a car driven by the god of death. It obeys the arrangement of fate and waits somewhere for the next person who takes the initiative to step on the car.

Soon, that person appeared.In a hurry, she rudely pushed the person in front of her and got into the car, not knowing what terrible consequences her rudeness had brought to herself.

The driver raised his head slightly, his bloodshot eyes caused by insomnia all night were filled with joy: "I want to play a game with you."

Hehe, I have a bad temper, playing games?These words are really familiar and make the little fox impatient.Really, the more urgent it is, the more stupid X will come out to waste your time!Of course, here is specifically referring to people like her with a negative luck value and extremely bad luck... Oh no, it's a demon!

Do you think you are Napoleon in the criminal world when you talk like Moriarty?You are still far away!

The little fox couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped the driver on the back of the head: "I'll play with your hammer!"

"Oh! What are you doing!" The driver didn't expect the people behind him to hit him suddenly, and so hard.Could it be that the medicine in the incense in the car is useless to her? !

Originally, the driver often suffered from headaches due to brain aneurysm, but now he was convulsed, and the pain became more and more intense.

"Listen, I don't care who you were before. But now, you are a hostage." With his hands behind his back, the little fox took out a dagger from the space and laid it across the driver's neck: "Drive out of the city , stay away from London, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The originally delicate and weak girl suddenly became like a bandit, and the originally dangerous kidnapper has now become a hijacked hostage.The driver held the steering wheel in a daze, not knowing how to deal with such an accident.

"Hurry up! Or I'll cut your neck off!" The little fox threatened ferociously.

The driver is a scheming man, and what he is most proud of is his IQ.As for hands-on stuff... well, it's impossible with his old arms and legs.The little fox is just the opposite. What she dislikes the most is to put in effort and intelligence, except for love, of course.She is good at violent cooperation, she can do it without force.

The driver who capsized in the gutter pursed his lips, and it took him a long time before he said, "Which city are you going to?"

"Go to the nearest town with a forest." The little fox replied after thinking for a while.

Sigh—the tires rubbed against the road and made a screeching sound.The taxi changed lanes at the intersection and headed towards the road outside the city.

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In a high-end single apartment in the central location of London

The minimalist decoration style is clean and elegant. Black, gray and white are the main colors of the room, and some warmer colors embellish the decoration of the apartment.

From the stereo next to the TV, melodious and pleasant piano music wafted out.After the wonderful notes came out of the speaker, it began to play happily in the house. It ran everywhere, even in the corners of the house.

"Would you like some tea, my dear?" The black shirt was fitted on the man, and a few buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, revealing the collarbone inside, which made the man's gentle face a little more bohemian.He seemed to be in a good mood, humming along with the melody of the stereo, and occasionally spoke to the outside of the kitchen.

"En." Immediately afterwards, a girl responded vaguely from outside.

"OK~" The man hooked his lips and smiled, his movements were professional and quick.

The wall watch in the living room clicked and clicked as time passed, and the music on the stereo kept going, occasionally mixed with some girls' voices.

The man came out of the kitchen with a tea cup in his hand. He walked to the sofa and sat down with a smile. He pushed the tea cup to the empty seat next to him: "Drink."

"Smells so good!" The girl's appreciative voice came from the stereo, and with that figure, the video on the LCD TV was also played in a loop step by step.

"Jim, your cooking skills are really good!" On the TV, everything in the house was filmed from an obliquely upward monitoring perspective.The girl in the picture is sitting face to face at the dining table with a man in home clothes: "No matter how many times you eat, you will never get tired of eating!"

"If you like it, I can do it for you every day." The man in the video replied gently.

"Okay!" The girl nodded with a smile.

In the video, the man and the girl are happy and harmonious. Outside the video, the man is sitting alone on the sofa, holding a teacup in his hand, staring at the screen without blinking, and has not taken a sip until the tea in the cup is cold. .

Ring Ring Ring!

The simple ringtone of the mobile phone broke the depressing atmosphere in the apartment. The man's black eyes narrowed in displeasure, and he stretched out his hand after a while, pinching the receiver with his fingertips to answer the phone.

"What's the matter." He asked quietly.

"Professor, the driver didn't follow the plan, he suddenly changed his route and drove out of the city." On the other end of the phone, a rough and deep male voice reported respectfully.

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows with some interest: "Is he alone?"

"There was a female passenger, and he changed his plan after picking her up on the bus." The subordinate replied.

"It's kind of interesting." The driver who had been playing the game with the heart of death suddenly changed his plan and acted a little abnormally.Is there something wrong with this female passenger?

"The photo of the female passenger has been sent to your mailbox." The other end continued.

"Understood." The man hung up the phone, picked up the tablet at hand and logged into the mailbox.

The page opens, enter the password.With the login loading bar running full, the screen entered the mailbox page.

The man raised his hand and clicked on the latest email, inside the rectangular box, there was a blank buffer in the middle for loading.Slowly, an outdoor photo of a girl was loaded from top to bottom.

The skin is like snow, the white skirt flutters, and the long black hair floats back because of the girl's running. The exotic style from the East overflows from the photo.

Snapped!

The white porcelain cup filled with black tea rolled to the ground and broke into pieces, and the red liquid splashed on the floor like a splotch of blood.

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Meanwhile 221B Baker Street

Piles of documents and all kinds of strange items piled up in the living room, making the spacious space extremely crowded.

"Your quality of life is really worrying." The black umbrella was lightly tapped on the floor, and the hat was pinched and hung casually on the hanger with long white fingers.The man's elegant voice is full of texture, with a particularly melodious dignity, just like the British royal family.

"You can choose not to come." Sitting on the sofa, the man with his shapeless legs resting on another sofa was wearing a dark green nightgown, with his abdominal muscles looming in the open collar.

"As a brother, I just kindly remind you that Mom and Dad are coming." The man with the umbrella walked slowly among the garbage dumps, his blue eyes looked around the room, and finally chose a single table that could still sit down. sofa.

"What!" The man in pajamas sat up suddenly: "When? Why didn't they tell me!"

"Immediately, they are afraid that you will run away." The umbrella man smiled: "I am worried that your living conditions will make them have a heart attack, so I can only come here in person."

The man in pajamas raised his hand and scratched the slightly curly black hair on the top of his head, obviously a little at a loss for his parents' surprise inspection.He jumped off the sofa and walked back and forth anxiously in the house: "That's right! Where are your men, let them help."

"Of course they have something to do." The umbrella man shook his head slightly: "Don't count on others, do it yourself."

"You...you came to tell me so late, you did it on purpose!" The man in the pajamas stared at him with an unhappy face.

"Yes." The man in the raincoat admitted without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"Hmph!" The man in pajamas snorted coldly, turned and ran to the stairs: "Mrs. Hudson! Mrs. Hudson!"

"Oh Sherlock! Don't yell so loudly." The kind old lady came up while holding tea: "My God! Look at your living room, how it has become a garbage dump again."

"That's why I need your help, Mrs. Hudson!" Sherlock took the teacup from Mrs. Hudson and put it on the side cabinet, and then held her hand with both hands with a sincere expression: "Can help me clean the room ?"

"I'm not your housekeeper!" Mrs. Hudson shook off Sherlock's hand in disgust: "Hmph, look at your messy life, no wonder Fox abandoned you and left."

Swish!As if some taboo had been touched, the harmonious atmosphere in the room just now condensed down.The two brothers, who made a fake smile to please and a real smile to ridicule, put away the smiles on their faces at the same time.

"I thought I could attend your wedding with sweetheart, really!" Mrs. Hudson, who was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end, only thought that the little fox had just left, muttered and helped Sherlock, the son, resignedly. Cleaning up the room: "I don't know where Fox went, but there isn't even a letter."

The old lady's worried and loving words pierced the hearts of the two men like sharp arrows. Sherlock lowered his head slightly, his three-color eyes flashed, and he turned around and walked back to the room quickly.As for the man sitting on the sofa, he slightly closed his eyes with a calm expression.

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang in the living room and bedroom at the same time.

The two men took out their mobile phones at the same time. Seeing the letters jumping on the screen, the expressions of the two brothers softened a little.

"Father."

"Mother."

"What?" x2

"Say it again!" x2

"Are you sure?" x2

"I'll be right there!" x2

Boom boom boom!There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the bedroom, and soon, Sherlock, who had changed into his pajamas, opened the door and walked out quickly.

"Mycroft, just now Mom said—"

Mycroft raised his hand and shook his phone: "I see."

Lifting his feet anxiously, he kicked away the rubbish that hindered his walking. Sherlock and Mycroft pursed their lips tightly, their faces expressionless, but their eyes were countless times brighter than ever.

"Hey Sherlock, where are you going?" Mrs. Hardison asked seeing the two Holmes brothers running out in a hurry.

"Catch people!" x2

"Oh, by the way, Mrs. Hudson, maybe it won't be long before I can fulfill your wish." Sherlock, who ran down, looked back and smiled at Mrs. Hudson with a little excitement.

"What?" Hudson froze.

"Don't listen to him talking nonsense about Mrs. Hudson, but I can satisfy your wish." No one was seen, but the man's reserved and dignified voice could be heard clearly from downstairs.

"Mycroft, your skin is getting thicker."

"Each each other."

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On the road leading to the small towns around London, the black taxis driving at a constant speed slowly began to speed up.The little fox sitting in the car looked at the men's watch on his wrist. It was 10:05, almost ten hours before eight o'clock in the evening.

Come on, the little fox silently encouraged himself.We have had strong winds and waves before, and this time it will definitely be possible!

"You seem very nervous." The driver who never gave up his plan after being held hostage has been trying to break through the little fox's psychological defense with words.However...

"Shut up and concentrate on driving!" The little fox didn't give the driver any chance to show his words.

The driver pursed his lips, and slowly lifted his foot on the accelerator: "Who are you hiding from?"

"None of your business!" The little fox said fiercely.

"Who is it?" The driver smiled: "The creditor?"

...in a sense, yes.

"Did you owe money?" The driver watched the little fox's expression through the rearview mirror: "Or owed favors?"

Click!Just being mentioned, the little fox's heart skipped a beat: "Drive hard!"

"It seems that I owe a favor." The driver saw through it at a glance: "If you owe a favor, you are fine. As for running away?"

"What do you know!" She would have paid it back if she could have paid it back!Those three people... The image of the London trio hidden deep in the memory palace appeared in his mind, and the little fox shuddered violently.

It's now!Seeing that the little fox was distracted, the driver slammed on the brakes and the car came to a sudden stop on the road.

The little fox was shaken for a bit, and he lay down inertially, and fell into the gap in the middle of the front seat.

Click!The sound of the pistol being loaded rang in my ears.

Oops!The little fox quickly supported the back of the chair and tried to straighten up.However, the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of her head made her stop.

"It's really wasted a lot of effort." The driver snorted, reached out and took out a pair of handcuffs from the front grid and threw them to the little fox: "Put them on yourself."

The seal of both hands is definitely not as fast as the driver's gun. The little fox decides that the person who knows the current affairs is a hero.

"Okay, don't shoot." The little fox nodded pretending to be scared, and quickly put on the handcuffs.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the little fox who was arrogant just now was as timid as a mouse, the driver snorted coldly.If he had known that guns were so useful, he would have said nothing to her: "Now, let's go back to London."

"Don't!" The little fox said quickly, "It doesn't matter where you go, as long as you don't go back!"

The driver narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled gleefully and said, "I'll go back."

"Don't! You will regret it when you go back! Really!" The little fox said seriously, "My creditors will tear you apart!"

"Oh? Then let them come, I want to see how they cut me up." The driver didn't believe the girl's nonsense.

Buzzing - the sound of the engine roaring from far to near, blasting the road, and the black sports car led the three trucks behind to go straight to the taxis and surrounded them.As the sports car drifted to a stop, the door was opened from the inside, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the car with a smile.

Little Fox:......

Chi!The extreme drift of the heavy locomotive lay in front of the taxi.The man in black got off the motorcycle with long legs, raised his gloved hand and took off his helmet, revealing his handsome face with tough lines.

Little Fox:......

The rotation of the propeller brought the helicopter approaching from the sky, the green trees and weeds on both sides of the road twisted wildly, and the wind brought by the helicopter blew up the dust and dead leaves all over the place.Just like the moment before the storm, the sudden flying sand and rocks came with the steady landing of the helicopter.

Boom!The hatch opens.The sound of the leather shoes stepping on the steps was slow and steady, stepping on people's hearts step by step.

The little fox sitting in the taxi was cold, and his handcuffed hands trembled slightly:

Help ah ah ah ah ah ah!