[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

In a quiet seaside town, countless British-style villas with red roofs and white walls are scattered on both sides of the road, forming a beautiful architectural scene.

Walking along the main road of the town, strolling to the end of the road, you can see a pure white church with a steeple standing on the magnificent sea.Accompanied by the sound of waves beating on the beach, the wedding music from the church is beautiful and sacred.

The long black hair was coiled up in strands, and the exquisite crystal crown was inserted in the hair, shining with a fascinating light.The waist-length veil fluttered gently with the sea breeze, the snow-white wedding dress was fluffy and soft, and the skirt was spread and dragged on the carpet.White petals floated down from mid-air and landed on the girl's hair and shoulders.

Sherlock stood quietly on the table with his mouth tightly pursed, clasping his hands in front of him to restrain the slight trembling.He stared unblinkingly at the white figure who was walking towards him step by step. The dreamy pupils of three colors contained the girl's petite and slim figure, and then deeply engraved it in his heart.

His wedding to Fox... how I wish, how I wish it was all true.

tread...

The white high-heeled shoes stepped lightly on the steps, and the girl had already walked to the front of the stage, holding the old man's arm.Sherlock, who had been standing quietly the whole time, couldn't help walking over quickly, and stretched out his hand to the girl.

At the same time, another hand with distinct joints, obviously owned by a man, also stretched out from the side to the girl's front.

Little Fox:......

"What! Who is that!" Several people in the church exclaimed at the man who suddenly appeared on the stage.

"omg! Two Sherlocks?!" Mother Holmes' eyes widened in shock.

"Could it be Sherlock's twin brother?" Watson suddenly turned to look at the Holmes couple.

"Impossible!" Father Holmes immediately denied.They gave birth to only one son, Sherlock, there is absolutely no Sherlock II!

Sherlock looked at the person coming along with the provoking hand beside him, his eyes suddenly widened at that very familiar face, and a little dullness flashed across his face which was rare.

"You?!" x2

Strange's anger was suppressed instantly when he saw the rival's face. He was standing sideways just now, and he only thought the rival's profile was familiar, but he didn't expect his frontal face to be even more familiar!Strange stared blankly at the almost identical face in front of him, and in a trance he began to suspect that this cult member Casillas might have hallucinated it.

"Who are you!" x2

The two men stood facing each other, staring at each other like looking in a mirror.

"I'm asking you!" x2

They spoke in unison and had a perfect understanding.

"You speak first!" x2

The little fox in the center of the storm looked left and right, and stepped back in fear.

run!Run away before the two of them react!

"Fox, what are you doing?" Watson, who was the first to react from the shock, just happened to see the little fox, who was holding up the hem of his skirt, hunched over and stood on tiptoe, quietly walking out like a thief.

Swish!The two men confronting each other on the stage turned their heads to look at the little fox who was about to walk to the door of the church.

Watson!Sure enough, if you are not a bad old man, you are very bad!

"Oh~" Sherlock suddenly curled his lips into a chuckle: "You are that Stephen? My substitute?"

Little Fox:...

"Stand-in?" Strange gave the little fox a sinister look, then raised the corners of his lips, and turned his head to look at Sherlock mockingly: "Sorry, I don't want to break your self-deception illusion, but since you My provocation, I have no choice but to say it. Fox told me about you a long time ago, and she also made it clear that I am different from you, and she definitely did not regard me as a substitute, the self-righteous Mr. Sherlock in the past tense."

Little Fox: Stephen's offensive power is so strong!

Swish!Sherlock's eyes were like sharp arrows.

Little Fox:...

"Oh really? But what's going on, Fox just told me yesterday that she used to be with you because you look so much like me, and she mistook you for me." Sherlock raised a somewhat A smug smile.

Misidentification... The memory of the night of the first encounter came to mind again.That day she saw the picture of her name as Sherlock, he will never forget it in his life, even if she said later that he was just drunk, he still had a lump in his heart, but that Sherlock never appeared, and Fox never mentioned it again Him, that's why he chose to forget.But now... Whoa!Strange's eyes also became sharp like knives.

"Fox, do you really want to marry him?" the man asked in a deep voice.

No one could understand Strange's anger and sadness at the moment. He had gone through the test on the top of the snow mountain and trained desperately with Modu.He wanted to come to London to find her, but was held back by Casillas, the cultist, and almost stabbed to death by his men.He experienced life and death over there, but she is happily marrying her old lover here? !

The little fox originally wanted to go to the meeting point in London and return to Nepal, and then explain to him after Strange also returned. After all, the old people were watching, and she accepted the blessing with a happy face just a second ago, but now she said It's all fake, and that's disgusting.In the end, as usual, she escaped and was discovered again, and she was questioned on the spot with very bad luck...

Doubt, worry and anticipation, all kinds of eyes are focused on the little fox who is the source of the incident.

"Uh..." The little fox stood stiffly on the spot, and laughed awkwardly with the corners of his mouth pulled up: "That...I actually..."

"I'll answer for her." Sherlock looked at the little fox's hesitation, his heart was slightly depressed, and he said with a sarcastic chuckle on his face: "Of course it's true, we are already holding a wedding, if it weren't for you , we have already become husband and wife with the blessings of our elders and friends."

Sherlock's words not only answered Strange's question, but also told the little fox that she should pay attention not to disappoint the blessings and expectations of the elders, they are all watching.

The little fox, who has always reacted very quickly in the Shura field, understood Sherlock's hints in seconds. She looked at the Holmes couple and Mrs. Hudson who were frowning worriedly. The expectation and a little bit of doubt and sadness in their eyes seemed to ask her, "You You didn't lie to us, did you? '.

The little fox bit her lower lip, and the skill called Soft Heart started to move.In fact, the most beneficial choice for her is to deny the authenticity of the marriage, and then return to Nepal with Strange, away from London, a place of right and wrong.but...

"If it's true, I'll leave here immediately and I won't bother you." With a firm and resolute voice, Strange put the future of the two of them on this issue: "If not, then follow me. He stretched out his arms neatly, and stretched out his hand to the little fox.

Of course not!The little fox definitely wanted to leave with Strange, but the eyes of the elders were really like a tube of glue, sticking to her mouth and making her unable to open her mouth.

do you really want to stay?Don't forget who else is here!

The little fox in my heart reminded loudly.

correct!Staying is not just as simple as facing Sherlock!It's okay to be soft-hearted towards elders at ordinary times, but now it's about your own safety, so you must be more important!The little fox raised his head abruptly, and opened his mouth ready to answer Strange's question.

"Of course they are not real, but even if they are not, you can't take her away."

Click!

The door behind the little fox was pushed open by a white hand.

Click!The little fox's heart skipped a beat.

"It's coming soon." Standing on the stage, Sherlock folded his arms around his chest and looked at the person with a sneer.

"Isn't it what you expected." The noble and elegant voice was indifferent and steady.

"It was exactly what I expected at first." Sherlock said, turning his head to look at Strange not far away.But when this annoying love rival who looks like him appears, it is unpredictable.

Mycroft narrowed his eyes slightly, slightly surprised in his heart, but said with a motionless face: "Father, mother, do I still have a brother left behind?"

"No, Mycroft, he is not." Mrs. Holmes immediately denied, "There is only one Sherlock."

"I think so." Mycroft looked at Strange indifferently: "His face is longer than Sherlock's."

"What did you say!" Strange glared angrily.

"Don't think I can't tell that you're mocking me, Mycroft!" Sherlock said displeased.

The little fox, who was trying to escape quietly again, didn't expect McCoff to be humorous, and couldn't hold back his snort for a while.

In the next second, everyone's eyes focused on the little fox again.

"..." The little fox was silent for a second, then said hahaha: "I still have something to do, let's go first, you are busy!" As soon as she said that, she opened the door and was ready to rush out.

boom!

The bullet hit the ground in front of his feet, and faint smoke drifted out from the bullet hole.

The little fox hurriedly stopped and looked down at the bullet hole, sweating profusely on his back.

Shooting so recklessly, wouldn't be what she thought...

"Hi dear, long time no see~" The pleasant male voice was still as gentle as water: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are going to marry another man, it really makes me sad."

Little Fox: ...Help!