[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

You just do what you do best.

Do you cook?

Connie thought hard, but didn't come up with any substantive results.

After all, she can't take care of Penelope or live with her like a normal adult, and Penelope is not short of money...

Connie, who was thinking hard while holding a cup, suddenly understood.

What Sherlock said, maybe caring?

As a friend, or a stranger.

It sounded weird, but Connie thought she could do it pretty well.

The email in the phone was sent by Sherlock, which contained all information about Penelope, including her address and email address.

Perhaps, they can become pen pals who can talk about everything.

Thinking about this sudden attention, Connie immediately added a [Stranger Friend] in her email account contacts, referring to Penelope.

Life has returned to normal, and Connie is still Bruce's favorite for dinner and afternoon tea. Bruce strictly forbids the dinner and pushes it to the chef of Holmes's family. Connie has returned to her original peaceful and fulfilling life. In addition to the long list of books listed by Locke, she has one more daily task, which is to write emails to Penelope every day.

After a week, she finally got a reply.

Connie talked about her life, her hobbies, and the little desserts she made, but she didn't reveal herself, because Penelope's email account looked a lot like a zombie account, so she was relieved to spit out Heartfelt, in Penelope's view, this is a coincidence.

Although she suspected Connie at the beginning, and even hacked into Connie's computer, she didn't find anything wrong. Instead, she was captured by the photos of sweets stored in Connie's computer.

So a week later, on a whim, she emailed Connie back.

Connie only saw the email in the middle of the night, because she received the news that the Hudsons had returned to London early in the morning, and Penelope's reply, it can be regarded as a double blessing.

But Mrs. Hudson and Henry didn't look like they were going on a trip at all. Instead, they looked like they had just returned from a long journey. However, their complexions were very good.

Suspicious Connie asked a few questions, but she didn't come to any conclusion, so she let them go, but the strange thing was that Henry actually let her live in Sherlock's house instead of going back to 221B.

And this doubt was answered the next day.

In other words, it became a bigger doubt.

Because, Mr. Henry was taken away by Scotland Yard, and after he was taken into custody, the trial was carried out quickly.

It was noon when Connie received the news. Lestrade called Sherlock. He also just received the notification. The two arrived in London late last night and were detained early this morning. This speed caught people off guard.

Connie immediately felt that something was wrong, and it must have something to do with the reason why the two of them refused to let her go back to 221B last night.

When they hurried to the court with Sherlock, Connie was refused by the two.

"What does that mean?" Connie panicked.

"Don't worry, I'll go in and have a look." Sherlock patted the top of her head and walked in. Connie was waiting in the hall alone, sitting on a chair in a daze.

"Sitting here, what are you doing?" At some point, a person was already sitting next to her. The familiar voice made Connie look up, but she couldn't express any surprise.

"Why are you here?" She raised her eyebrows and looked into those blue eyes, but she didn't have any desire to escape at this moment.

seem.She was not afraid of the people in front of her at all.

Such an expression fell into Moriarty's eyes, and it also made his eyes shine.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Long time no see, his little Connie seems to have changed a lot?

Connie looked into his smiling eyes and said lightly, "What about Henry has something to do with you?"

She suddenly became a little irritable.

"Hmmm... that's sort of it." He said, seeing Connie staring at him intently.

"Well, I ran into them when I was traveling in Europe, and I helped out. You know, your stepfather is not an ordinary person." He let go, and Connie paused.

"What do you mean? Aren't they traveling to Europe?" Connie had a bad feeling.

Moriarty chuckled, and Connie seemed to hear a bit of sarcasm from that smile.

"Are you worried?" He didn't answer Connie's question, but asked back.

Connie nodded: "Of course."

She thought about it, and when the two of them left, they were really in a hurry, but now that they thought about it, something was wrong, and suddenly, she said a little uneasy: "Could it be that this matter is related to Henry's previous... But he is no longer what he used to be Already!"

Moriarty looked at her agitated look, and reached out to rub the top of her hair: "After stepping into the mud, no matter how you wash it off, there will always be marks on your body."

Connie looked up at him, as if she saw a heaviness in her bland eyes, but suddenly, she thought it was an illusion.

"Thank you." After a long time, she said.

Moriarty was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he chuckled lightly in a good mood.

When had they been able to live in such harmony?It seemed that Connie had really changed a lot.

"You're welcome, my girl." He took the back of Connie's hand and pressed a light kiss with a smile in his eyes.

It seems that during his absence, a lot of things really happened.

A touch of evil emerged from the innocent azure blue, and there was a hint of certainty in the eyes looking at Connie.

No, it should be said that he has always been inevitable.

A figure stepped out of the corner, his blue pupils met those indifferent flaxen eyes, it seemed that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and his old friend had changed a lot. With a wicked smile, he got up and stepped into another corner.

Connie, who was sitting where she was, didn't realize that there had been a change of people around her.

"What are you doing sitting here?" A cold greeting came from above.Connie looked up blankly.He saw Sherlock standing in front of him.

Turning around, Moriarty was no longer beside him.

She sighed: "Where is Henry? How is he?"

Sherlock's eyes flashed, and he looked at her hand, obviously showing a hint of displeasure. The sudden low atmosphere made Connie nervous: "What's wrong? Is it serious?"

After a long time, Sherlock said, "No, he's fine. But he might go to prison."

Connie looked at him in shock and gasped.

"It's the best way to protect him, prison is the safest place to be."

Sherlock's words verified Connie's conjecture.Henry is really entangled by the former people, and it seems that the situation is still serious.

So Moriarty will appear here, saying that he is in Europe... "Is this related to Moriarty?" She asked angrily.

Sherlock was taken aback, as if he didn't expect her to ask such a question.

Still he shook his head.

"Moriarty's appearance in Italy is related to the high-level forces there. As for the Hudsons, it should be an accident. He just happened to help them."

Connie fell silent, thinking of what Moriarty said just now, she felt a little bad.

"Then what should we do now, let Henry go to prison? How long will he stay?" She couldn't imagine what kind of situation would make someone say that the prison is safer.

Sherlock looked at her and sat next to her.

"Not enough, the evidence is not enough to convict and put Henry in jail."

Connie looked up at him.Heart skipped a beat.I always felt that he was going to say something shocking to the world next.

"...So I will help Mrs. Hudson convict Henry." Not only to protect Henry, but also to protect the people around Henry.

Especially this person in front of him.

Connie looked at Sherlock in horror.

"You mean, you're going to fabricate evidence and send Henry to jail?"

Sherlock didn't speak, but his demeanor said it all.

Connie stared blankly at the shiny marble floor, with mixed feelings in her mind: "...What did Mrs. Hudson say?"

"She agreed."