[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

In the darkness, only the "big screen" was automatically shining, like a big screen in a theater, playing a movie, and she stood in the distance, small and far away.

Connie was stunned, and walked forward, looking at Jasmine's comatose little face, the sight on the screen suddenly flickered, and turned to another direction.

Here is an abandoned warehouse.

Wherever her eyes passed, Connie came to this conclusion. She frowned, and felt that the surroundings seemed to be heating up, and the place under her feet seemed to be shaking, which shocked her.

What is this place!

It's still moving?

Connie froze in fear. In the silent picture, she saw someone hugging her in the blink of an eye.

Herself.

Connie took a deep breath, and suddenly heard a "bang bang" sound from the surroundings, which was the sound of a violent heart beating.

Where did she end up?How could she be in the screen! ?

The sound of "da da" and "da da" footsteps wading through stagnant water came from the screen, and the sound gradually became clearer. Connie looked over intently, and saw the man who walked in, hugging her body, with a look on his face. She had a satisfied expression, but the madness in her eyes shocked her.

Moriarty.

What is he doing?

Connie felt a tinge of panic.

"Oh, you still came. It's a pity... today, except for her who can live well, all of you can only leave one corpse." Moriarty laughed silently and crazily.

Connie paused, then heard a voice above her head: "Let her go."

Low and deep, with a familiar magnetism.

Connie's heart skipped a beat, it was Sherlock's voice!

"Sherlock!" Subconsciously, Connie called out, and Sherlock obviously made her feel safe.

The surroundings trembled, and Connie was almost knocked down by the shaking space.

#Thanks to her standing firm#

"Who?"

"Connie?"

It was still Sherlock's voice, but this time, the voice enveloped the entire space, and Connie raised her head wanting to cry without tears, although what she saw was still darkness.

"You can hear it!" There was trembling and excitement in the voice.

#It can be considered liberated#

Hearing this, Sherlock glanced at Connie, who was unconscious in Moriarty's arms, and stood there with her expression unchanged. Moriarty obviously still had a lot of bragging to vent, but he silently vomited his heart into his heart .

"What's going on?" he asked, hearing sobs coming from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't know either. I was knocked out in the police car, and I was here when I woke up..." Connie babbled about the process, and Sherlock's flickering eyes revealed a hint of love for Lacey. Trade's deep contempt.

"What should we do now?" Connie wanted to cry, but Sherlock frowned and comforted her.

A red spot met his forehead, and slowly moved to his chest. He lowered his head, saw the fatal red spot on his chest, pursed his lips, and raised his gun in his hand.

"Oh~" Moriarty looked at Sherlock frivolously, whistled, and stroked Connie's sleepy face with his hands, nothing could be seen in his expression, but Connie only felt goosebumps all over her body.

"If it wasn't for her, I might have played with you for a while longer." The implication was to kill Sherlock now.

Connie was full of nervousness, afraid that what would happen to Sherlock by Moriarty.

She stood up and tried to run towards the big screen. Maybe she could return to her body if she got out of this frame?

But no matter how she ran, she seemed to be spinning in circles.

Finally, Connie sat down in frustration, sweating profusely.

Of course Sherlock knew what Connie wanted to do, but at this moment, he didn't think it was a good idea for her to return to her body. His eyes turned to look at the sleeping person in Moriarty's arms, with deep eyes.

"Since you want to kill me, why do you bother to come here to find me?"

His calm expression gave Moriarty a pause, but Connie knew that Sherlock was stalling for time.

But what's the use of this, the big boss is obviously here to show off!

However, Moriarty's reaction changed color.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Sherlock very unhappy, as if someone had peeped into his secret.

But this matter cannot be deduced by him.

He lowered his head to look at the warm body in his arms, and then turned to look at Sherlock. Their gazes collided in the air, and sparks sparked for a moment, like lightning.

"Because I'm not just going to kill you." He suddenly showed a dangerous smile.

"I'll still tear you apart." He said these words slowly, word by word, as if savoring each word again.

Sherlock didn't respond, but Connie was the first to feel numb.

#多年不见, the abnormality of the big boss is getting more and more frightening#

Moriarty took a step back with Connie in his arms, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, Connie looked at her body in his arms, and mourned for herself for three seconds in pain.

#However more serious is the next three seconds#

#Sherlock seems to be killed soon#

With a rapid heartbeat, Connie took a tight breath and stared at the situation outside. Unfortunately, all she could see was the small screen, and the space in this screen was entirely determined by Sherlock's sight, and his gaze at this time, It was Moriarty's pair of eyes as blue as the sea.

Connie was breathing too fast, looking at the gun in Moriarty's raised hand, her heart was about to burst out of her chest—if she had a heart now.

suddenly!

A cell phone rang, and Connie felt familiar. She saw Moriarty holding her in one hand, and took out the cell phone with the other. He threw the gun on the ground, but the sniper in the distance was still pointing at Sherlock. , neither side dared to act rashly.

Connie blinked her eyes, her heart sank, only to hear Moriarty's sudden shout, which made her eyebrows twitch.

The next second, he hung up the phone, squinted his eyes at Sherlock, then turned his head to look at the person in his arms, and finally brought up sex again.

It didn't seem like that phone call stopped him either.

Connie only felt that something was wrong, but before she realized it, a bullet shot out from the gun in Moriarty's hand.

"Don't!" Connie screamed, and everything died in her constricted pupils.

"Sherlock!"

"How are you, Sherlock?"

Connie didn't know what was going on, so she could only anxiously call Sherlock's name again and again, but without a sound, Moriarty's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Come out!" He suddenly shouted angrily.

Sherlock's gaze turned, and Connie said "I'm fine" from above her head. She quickly looked at the big screen, and a blond girl came out from the corner. And at this moment, the cunning in those eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"I knew you wouldn't listen to me obediently." The woman spoke pure English, but with a familiar tone, and a pair of bright blue eyes like Moriarty's, so beautiful that it caught people's attention.

Moriarty squinted his eyes and looked at the person, but he wasn't furious.

Sherlock looked at the woman and was also surprised.

Can't even see the slightest flaw.

This woman is the first.

Not a trace of clues can be seen on the body.

"Huh?" After walking in, the girl suddenly looked at Sherlock with a little surprise in her eyes, then looked at Connie in Moriarty's arms, and looked at Sherlock meaningfully again.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes in displeasure. He couldn't figure out the meaning of such a gaze, and he had never felt such a feeling, even Mycroft...

When Connie was swept by that gaze, she felt a little nervous for some reason.

Suspicious eyes swept over Sherlock, the girl suddenly stared into Sherlock's eyes, and said a Chinese sentence in a low voice: "Friend?"

The pronunciation, even though it is a blonde girl, is more pure than that of a Chinese.

Just like a real Chinese.

Connie's heart skipped a beat, she suddenly knew where the previous sense of familiarity came from, she paused, and secretly asked Sherlock to reply.

Sherlock didn't move his brows and eyes. Hearing the voice from the bottom of his heart, he paused, and still learned the pronunciation of those words with his extraordinary imitation ability.

Looking at the woman expressionlessly: "The King of Heaven, Ge Dihu."

He knew what the previous phrase friend meant, but he was not clear about this one.

Sure enough, the blond woman's face was startled suddenly, and then she looked at Sherlock with strange eyes, and Connie was also confused by the changes.

It seems difficult to accept it.

#Probably thought that Sherlock was worn by someone#

Connie looked at the man's face comprehendingly, her head suddenly became dizzy, and she passed out immediately.

There was no sound in his heart, Sherlock frowned and shouted, but there was no response.

Seeing this, the woman probably misunderstood something, took Moriarty's hand and stepped back, directly hugged Connie's body, and threw it straight at Sherlock. received.

Sherlock hugged Connie's thin body, and looked at the woman. Moriarty's eyes were obviously stained with anger.

"Thank you." He said yes.

The woman nodded: "I will come to you again."

When the words fell, he pulled the person and disappeared directly.

Sherlock's eyebrows twitched, and the two disappeared in public.

He lowered his head and checked Connie's breathing. Seeing that Jasmine was still unconscious, he took out his mobile phone and called Lestrade.

Half an hour later, police cars stopped at the door of the abandoned warehouse.

Lestrade ran up sweating profusely, and when he saw Connie fainted in Sherlock's arms, his face was full of guilt and apology.

On a normal day, Sherlock would have satirized the old sheep by sarcastically saying "you can be kidnapped while sitting in a police car", but today's experience was enough to shock and make him think.