[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

There was a silence in the room.After all, those who want something from others can't help but speak first.

"Aren't you curious why I'm still looking for you at this time?" Molik said unsteadily, the calmness on his expression seemed to be part of strength.

Sherlock still sat there so indifferently.

If it was normal, Connie would probably say a few words, or serve a cup of coffee, but now, there is no glass of tap water!

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Seeing the inscrutable expression on Molick's face, Connie's finally suppressed anger rolled up again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you know, people like us only have a code name and no name." He looked at Connie and chuckled lightly, as if joking, but there was a bit of sadness in his voice, which made her laugh. Connie couldn't answer, and finally nestled on the sofa with a sullen face.

"How? Don't you want to solve this riddle? Since I appeared at this time, it must be an urgent matter." Molik looked at Sherlock and spoke again.

Relying on his eyebrows, Sherlock stared blankly for a while, or was thinking about a question that no one knew, but it didn't take long for him to reject his visit.

"It has nothing to do with me." He said very calmly, as if he was not tempted.

Regardless of whether this sentence is true or not, but since Sherlock said so, it has nothing to do with the truth, and he will not interfere.

Morik's eyes suddenly changed. After studying Sherlock and Mycroft for so long, he still has some understanding of these two brothers.

The only thing that could be called a weakness was his curiosity about bizarre cases, which he had a great deal of certainty about.

His eyes were stained with thought, and his eyes gradually moved to Connie.

This time, he didn't ask any more questions, and didn't make any more probes, but spoke directly.

"I belong to that lord's subordinate. Three months ago, I officially took over the position of Molik, and Mycroft obviously didn't notice this problem." He touched his chin.

"..." Faced with Morik who suddenly started revealing his background, Sherlock was not necessarily surprised, as if he was convinced that he was desperate.

Connie looked at Sherlock's full-chested expression. Although it was wrapped in a layer of indifference, it still couldn't conceal the dark belly in his bones.

Black belly?

Connie curled her lips and silently put a candy into her mouth.

How could Sherlock not be associated with a black belly?

"Originally, my task was to play the role of the connector, wait for the time to come, and report the deployment of McCoff. However, there has been no movement... until a month ago, I received orders from both sides to let I went to the small town of Mandalay to investigate a bombing..."

Connie's breathing gradually became lighter. The bombing in Mandalay Town, a very familiar name... came around to that woman again.

Connie tilted her head and moved her eyeballs. She didn't know why there were several capitalized "heroine halos" in her mind.

#This kind of feeling of being cannon fodder in the future is really bad for hin#

Shaking her head, throwing the wild thoughts out of her head, Connie regained her attention to listen to Molick.

"...I was at the scene at the time, and not long after the incident, I received an order to cover up the couple's bodies, and you all know the rest."

Connie: "..."

∑(っ°Д°;)っ

What do you know?

Missed the most important part! ?

Sherlock next to him put down his cup, and the sitting posture could finally be called a sitting posture.

"So, what is your purpose for coming to me?" Hearing the lengthy narration made him a little impatient.

"You also know about the fire that day. I didn't even know that fire existed. Huh! They wanted to get rid of me. I was chased and killed without even seeing my lord's face. Someone must have hidden it." My lord wants to get rid of me!" Molik's tone was a little angry.

Connie looked at his expression and said silently: "How do you know it wasn't your grown-up who let someone kill you?"

Morik's face turned red suddenly: "Impossible! I've been with adults since I was a child, it's impossible for adults to treat me like this!"

#Always feel like a cult#

#Still the ancient one#

The loyal dog of the leader of the Demon Cult.

Connie couldn't help wandering in her heart, coughed lightly, and asked a little cautiously: "I don't know if your boss is a man or a woman?"

Morik glanced at Connie inexplicably: "Men."

Connie's expression suddenly became subtle.

male.Connie pursed her lips, preventing the corners of her mouth from raising... A shadow suddenly covered her head.

Connie: "... Sherlock, what are you doing?" Looking from the palm on the top of his head to his curly short brown hair, Connie only felt that his neck was a little sore.

"Coffee." He glanced at the empty cup and said.

Connie glanced at the empty cup and silently counted the number of cups he had today: "Sherlock, you've already drank five cups of coffee today, and drinking any more will be very damaging to your body."

Five cups is enough to destroy the heart for a normal person...

Connie was a little cautious.

After all, she adjusted the concentration of each cup a little bit lower, and most people would never be able to taste it, but Sherlock...

He stared at her fixedly, and Connie looked back generously.

Molik, who was very anxious and distressed: "..."

#It's enough that he is in such an anxious situation that they are still talking about love and giving out dog food! #

Sherlock withdrew his hand, didn't say anything, but stared at the coffee cup in a daze.

This time I was really in a daze.

Connie shook her head helplessly, and turned to look at Morik: "It's very late now, if you want to ask Sherlock for help, come back tomorrow, he has to sleep."

Morik glanced at the alarm clock, it was 11:[-].

Hehe... But he doesn't know Sherlock's habits?

This is a person who stays up all night and wants to solve the case.

#The information I receive is not consistent with the information given by the world#

#Ask the organization to give an explanation<(－︿－)>#

Seeing that Morik seemed to be reluctant to leave, Connie replied weakly: "I think you haven't confirmed whether you and your boss are on the same side. If you trust him so much, then as long as he knows the truth, you Isn't it a matter of minutes to deal with those enemies? Where do you need the help of Sherlock and me? If it's really your boss...then we can't help you. If the boss wants to get rid of you, you can only run for your life, do you have the ability to fight back? Even if you have the ability to fight back, are you willing to fight back?" The knife saw blood.

Morik was like a cheese that had been hit on the head, and there was sour and sweet in the silence.

Connie: "..." This expression is really painful.

"I'm looking for Sherlock." After a long time, Morik mumbled.

Not "Sherlock and I", but "Sherlock", except for this sentence, he couldn't find any point to refute.

"Or Sherlock, help me analyze our boss..."

"Then you have to see someone before you can analyze it. Of course, if you can meet someone, you don't need to ask for help, you can go up and explain it yourself." Connie said coolly.

Morik was a defeated rooster.

This sharp-mouthed little girl!What a nuisance!

Connie swallowed back the next words when faced with Morik's expression that she would rather die than live... After all, this is a crispy Morik.

#Is the little heart of an agent these days so fragile? #

"Wait, maybe I can use other channels?" Suddenly, Molik seemed to think of something.

Connie's scalp felt cold, and she felt a little bad when she looked at him.

"What are you thinking?"

Molik seems to have the chance to win: "I suddenly remembered that my lord seems to have contacts with the Berkeley family. Tell me, if I master the little princess of the Berkeley family, am I afraid that I won't be able to see my lord?"

He got up and rushed out the door quickly.

Connie was taken aback for a moment, Berkeley?

Suddenly remembering that Philomena's surname is Berkeley, her face turned pale, and she got up to rush out.

The hand was pulled.

"?" Connie looked at Sherlock suspiciously, but saw that he seemed to have just recovered from a distraction.

"Coffee, the strength has been lowered." After that, he licked his lips very calmly.

Connie: "..."

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