[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

"Emilia, she's just a child." A weak voice came out of the frail body.

Gabriel looked at Emilia's face full of vitality and hope, and his heart swelled as if soaked in cotton.

She despaired many times, but never gave up.

The vitality in his body was gradually disappearing, and he felt as if he was one year older every day. The feeling of powerlessness clearly made him feel the coming of death clearly.

However, this cannot be done.

"No! She is the only one who survived that plane and is still intact. She must have clues that can save you." In the observation room, Emilia looked out of the observation mirror with deep eyes, The white-clothed person was drawing blood for a test, and his eyes were determined without giving up.

Connie frowned and fell into a coma, her face was pale. Gabriel felt guilty, but he couldn't stop her.

"There is no general abnormality in the preliminary test." The researcher's voice sounded through the radio in the observation room.

Emilia looked at the research report floating in the void, and her eyes shone brightly: "Continue to take samples for tissue research, and keep the mother's body normal."

She looked at the man who was struggling to sit, and there was a touch of tenderness in her voice: "Let's try again, shall we?"

"What do you want to do?" He asked after panting for a long time.

"Exchange the blood, if necessary, exchange the heart." She lowered her eyebrows and said the word gently.

Gabriel was taken aback and looked at her: "What if it's still useless?"

"Try it first, I believe it will be useful. If she doesn't work, maybe no one else can save you." She looked at Gabriel with pleading eyes, hope in her eyes.

She did not allow herself to despair.

Definitely keep him alive.

After staring at each other for a while, Gabriel withdrew his gaze: "My body can no longer bear the heart transplant surgery."

After all, he couldn't bear to take other people's hearts by force.

Emilia was slightly stunned, and looked at the sleeping Connie coldly: "Then change the blood first."

She will always work out a suitable method.

He looked at Connie without any pity, as if it was just a tool to help her achieve her wish.

Maybe some people are like this, they are indifferent to the whole world, but they can betray the whole world only for the one they love.

#It’s still very touching in the novel#

#But being the sacrificed Connie is not so good#

#However, she doesn’t even have the right to feel now#

And London is now in chaos.

After Connie was taken away, Sherlock tasted anger for the first time in his life.

The feeling of being burned on the apex of his heart was slowly being swallowed and eroded, but he could do nothing about it.

out of control.

The feeling he hated the most.

See, he already hated such emotions.

221B was in a mess, Henry and his wife were still fleeing, Lestrade was still lying in the hospital, and McCoff couldn't find any clues.

And he...

For the first time in my life, I felt helpless when I was clueless.

I don't know whether it is adding fuel to the fire or sending charcoal in the snow.

A note from a woman was delivered to him.

A woman with an elegant perfume.

The handwriting is clear and graceful.

Sherlock took the note and went straight to the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

That's the place to meet.

The industrial waste gas made him frown, and he walked all the way in the direction of the arrow, and he finally entered a spacious warehouse on the second floor.

It was ventilated on all sides, and a woman in a black windbreaker was standing in the center.

There was no doubt that Sherlock had seen her face.

Beautiful, young.

"Who are you?" Very clean, this was his first thought.

After quickly scanning all the available clues on her, he couldn't even catch anything - even in this deserted and dusty place.

Her hair was coiled up high, making her look a bit capable, but her immature face undoubtedly betrayed her age.

This should be a girl in her early 20s.

The woman looked at him with interest: "Sherlock Holmes, it's an honor to meet you."

She smiled beautifully, and her immature face immediately became more charming.

Sherlock approached and looked into her eyes with a touch of style, which were full of indifference.

Seeing his unmoved appearance, she became even more interested in this 'wooden' man.

"Let's cooperate, I think you must have something to ask me." He cut to the point.

The woman probably didn't know that he would be so direct, which was different from what she thought, and looked at his expressionless face in novelty, as if he was not in a hurry.

"No hurry, why don't we make an appointment and have a cup of coffee?"

Sherlock stared at her for a few seconds, then turned and left.

The woman was taken aback by his attitude, and stared blankly at his back: "You just left? Don't worry about Connie Hudson?"

Seeing him stop, she frowned, deeply dissatisfied.

Could it be that she is no better than a little brat?

Still she smiled, though he couldn't see it: "My name is Irene Adler."

Sherlock stood still and turned, looking at her, waiting for her to continue.

Seeing his appearance, Irene felt a little choked up, but she was afraid that he would really go straight away: "Connie was taken away by an organization called Ghost, and the leader was a woman...and that woman was The real head of the Max family, the half-sister of Twain Max."

Everyone in the upper class knows that the Max family has only one young master and no young ladies, and thanks to his parents, Sherlock knows about the Max family. Master himself.

What does it mean for a woman, the real head of the Max family?

When mentioning that woman, Irene's eyes didn't know the fear, but Sherlock easily captured the disgust in her eyes.

"Ghost, you are also one of them." He probably knew what her request was.

Irene nodded: "The deal I want is that I can tell you the specific location of the ghost and give you the internal direction map, but I want your brother's special pick-up, and the whereabouts are kept secret. ——Now, immediately. I think You should be able to do this." She knew that once that step had been taken, there was no room for hesitation.

And the secret CIA escort, and her deal with Sherlock, at least gave her time to escape.

That woman will definitely notice everything, and Connie Hudson is her biggest chance to escape the ghost.

Sherlock looked at her and agreed to the condition almost without hesitation.

She laughed: "You are really straightforward. But I like it."

She has studied and observed this man for a long time, and knows his character.

If it weren't for her current worrying situation, she might really play with him.

This man who aroused her interest.

Sherlock Holmes.

"London Underground, west side, box 2, the password is your birthday." She left a sentence and walked towards Sherlock.

A text message was sent from Sherlock's hand: "Starbucks table 2 on the east side of the Statue of Liberty, someone will be waiting for you there."

Irene paused beside him: "Then, we will meet later." She tiptoed lightly, pressed a light kiss on his cheek, and passed by.

Sherlock turned around, looked at her slender back, and wiped the lip marks on his face.

Turn around and walk quickly to the address she gave.

In front of the London subway box, Sherlock opened the box and used Irene's birthday.The box is box No. 2 next to No. 3.

Box No. 2 had apparently been pried over.

That sly woman.

Sherlock looked at the blueprint in his hand and pursed his lips into a smile.

With a touch of appreciation in his eyes.

"Ghost." A small ghost logo was written in the lower right corner, with a skull reflected above the words.

After a quick look at the drawings, he threw the drawings directly into the shredder, and the map was scanned and copied into his thinking palace, where it was placed in the most obvious place.

The author has something to say: there will be another update later, happy reading! ~The content is still very scientific. There will not be any supernatural phenomena such as ghosts and ghosts. It must be science-based, supplemented by human beings. Don’t worry~ Everyone said that the case is confusing. In fact, the author put a case A conspiracy related to Connie is mixed together, and the disappearance of Henry Hudson mentioned above is actually related to it, and it is not a simple case, so everyone may feel a little confused.The case of St. Paul is actually related to the parents of those who died, including Lestrade's parents, who also belonged to the secret society at the time, and then one of them was the murderer, and the parents of the girls were the victims. Those who were later used by the organization, as for Connie and that man, in fact, as mentioned earlier, Connie actually died once, on the plane, the plane crashed while flying to China, and then she woke up and returned Before we arrived, but that man and Connie were on the same plane, and this will be clearly explained later.