[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

In the next game, Sherlock didn't give EURUS a chance to shoot. Obviously, the game just now was no better than shooting the warden, Connie and Jasmine, one was his lover and the other was his friend. Some emotion overwhelmed him.

While this made Sherlock frantic, he also thought of an excellent way to restrain EURUS.

As she said, everyone has something they care about, and the only thing EURUS cares about right now is him.

Under the order of EURUS to shoot and kill one of them, Sherlock, who was lying on the gun, pointed the gun at himself, which provoked EURUS's dissatisfaction and crazily stopped him. A ecstasy was shot from the mechanism, and the three of them fell into a coma immediately.

When I woke up again, I changed to another secret room.

Connie woke up in the cold well water. Her thin body was bound by two iron chains. She trembled when she woke up, as if waking up from an ice cellar. The moonlight from the well mouth made her see where she was. face, still sinking into a coma.

"Moriarty," Connie called out, unconscious.

"Moriarty!" Connie raised her voice, but he remained silent.

As everyone knows, all this falls on the monitor at the wellhead.

It didn't take long for Sherlock to discover that the cage he was in was a fake cell. When he pushed the wall, he found his old home in front of him—the real abandoned ancestral house: Musgrave Manor.

EURUS's proud voice came from the earphone: "First, you need to find the red beard."

Sherlock pushed the door open.

"I'm going to let the water in, and you don't want me to drown another pet of yours, do you?" Her eyes sparkled, "Sherlock Holmes, it's time to decipher the Musgrave ritual. Your first case, too. The final unsolved case." After finishing the words, she began to sing.

The little girl screamed on the other end of the phone, and John screamed in panic on the screen.

Sherlock looked gloomy, and stood silently in front of the screen, and suddenly said: "Father is allergic to dog hair. I asked many times, but he never agreed...We have never raised a dog."

"Victor."

"Victor Trevor."

"MYBEST FRIEND."

But as his memory recovered, he also fell into a sudden collapse.

"My God... What the hell did you do?" He knew it, but was still sad.

EURUS laughed, "Deep water. Sherlock...all your life, all your dreams, are buried in deep water."

"You killed my best friend." Sherlock said coldly.

EURUS' face twisted slightly for an instant, and her words seemed to have been crushed through the teeth: "I've never had a best friend."

She gritted her teeth, "I don't have anyone."

Sherlock closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the torrent of memory, tears kept streaming in his eyes, a tombstone appeared in front of him, he opened his eyes in a daze, and lifted the oil lamp beside him.

"Okay, let's continue the game." He ran out, found the tombstone, and solved the mystery with a very calm attitude.

"Iamlost.

Helpme brother.

Savemylife.

Before my doom.

Iamlost.

Withoutyourlove.

Save my soul.

Seek my room.”

After solving the riddle, Sherlock rushed to the manor and began to ask the girl's name.

"There are no planes at all, and I'm not a stranger. This song doesn't indicate the direction at all. You created a wonderful metaphor." He knelt down.

"You are in the sky, you can see everything, but you don't know how to land. EURUS, I will take you home." Sherlock hugged her and stroked her gently.

"It's too late..." EURUD cried, "Everything is too late."

Sherlock shook his head: "It's not too late, you can save everything, now, tell me how to save my friend, John."

EURUS looked up in panic, looking at Sherlock's eyes that couldn't help trembling.

"John is in the east well, with Mycroft, and Connie and Moriarty, in the west well, with sprinklers above the well head." Her voice was no longer the same as before. Calm, Sherlock found her and gave her what she'd always wanted.

But at this time, she gave a hidden situation.

"In the original experiment, you could only choose one side to save." EURUS laughed, "But I think you will choose John and McCoff."

Losing the one he really liked.

Sherlock Holmes has always been like this to himself.

Then, he will spend a long life with heartache and self-blame.

There is no doubt that EURUS wants to drag him into hell.

……

Ten minutes later, search and rescue personnel found people in two wells.

Sherlock took over the unconscious Connie from the search and rescue personnel, and his heart calmed down.

"Fortunately, everyone is fine." Cabe came together with the police, inspected several people one by one, and sent them home, and Sherin Ford returned to McCoff's hands.

When Connie woke up, it was a sunny morning, she was awakened by her own hunger, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar room.

she's back?Or is it all a dream?

Connie got up, her whole body was sore when she moved her body, this soreness really told her that everything last night was not a dream!

Pushing open the door, two men were facing each other on the sofa.

John was caught in the middle, trying to persuade and being ridiculed, miserable.

"What are you doing?" Connie asked, getting the attention of the audience as she wished.

The eyes of the three big men swished towards her.

Moriarty smiled happily, "Are you awake? Little milk cat."

Connie: "..."

"excuseme"

"You look small and soft, like a little milk cat." As he spoke, he still did not forget to discharge his electricity, throwing a wink.

Connie: "..."

#hot eyes#

Never knew Moriarty could laugh so "greasy".

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Connie shook her head, seeing the spaciousness of the room, she wondered, "What about them?"

"There was an emergency in the United States, and there was nothing urgent here, so I went back first. They left a message for you, saying that they will come back to see you next month." John added.

Connie nodded, and Sherlock pulled her into her arms within two steps. Moriarty sat on the other side of the sofa, and she didn't seem very angry.

"Are you going?"

For a long while, Connie looked at Moriarty with a strange expression, but hesitated to speak.

"I'm not going to look for it." He seemed to have seen through Connie's thoughts, and replied mysteriously.

Under John's puzzled eyes, Connie gasped and looked at Moriarty's evil smile: "You sinister guy."

At the same time, Chen Baobao's roar came from his mind.

And Moriarty smiled brighter.

Connie noticed something inexplicably, she turned her head unnaturally, remembering EURUS, and asked casually: "Where's EURUS?"

John sighed, "I've been locked up in Sherinford again. This time, she won't have the chance to come out again."

Connie was stunned, and Sherlock's warm palm gently rubbed above her head: "I'll see her next week, you make some sandwiches and bring them to me."

"Okay." Connie nodded blankly, and hurriedly responded. This sister-in-law, who had only met once in a hurry, was so miraculous that she was speechless.

But the decision of EURUS to be imprisoned in Sherringford is already a certainty, and there is no room for negotiation. Considering that the sister-in-law put her in a coffin and almost threw her into the sea, and locked her at the bottom of the well and almost died of freezing and drowning, Connie did not agree. She didn't plead for mercy, but she obediently made ten sandwiches for Sherlock.

Two of them, with lots and lots of wasabi.

snort!

#包中的少女冲着笑着#

#This enmity does not report the sandwich was done in vain#

In Sherring Ford, Sherlock appeared in the view with a steaming sandwich and Connie's bone broth. All the guards swallowed their saliva when they smelled the aroma.

In the deepest cell, Sherlock walked in alone. Facing EURUS with his back turned to him, Sherlock put down the food in his hand and took the lead in picking up the violin in the other hand.

The melodious sound of the piano filled the whole room.

After finishing the song, EURUS still didn't look back.

Sherlock smiled silently, and put the sandwich and bone broth into the rotating tunnel.

"She said it's revenge, let you enjoy it." He threw out Connie's instructions before going out, thinking of her "villain" appearance, and smiled again.

The white figure moved slightly, but still did not turn around.

The black figure disappeared outside the elevator door. After a long time, the white figure turned around, picked up the bag, felt the warmth of her palm, and took out two of the sandwiches.

The package was easily torn by her. She took a bite, and the strong mustard smell rushed into her facial features. She was expressionless, with a tear in the corner of her eye, and took another bite.

After a while, she finished eating the two sandwiches, with a slight curve on the corner of her mouth.

She didn't move the remaining eight sandwiches, but she drank up the bone broth.

From the second time, Connie did not make any small movements in EURUS's hands and feet. Sherlock visited once a week, and was immersed in the case on weekdays. Connie resumed her original rhythm. During the review, I went back to my pre-university education.

For her, it was an unbearable three months, but because she was over sixteen, she could only rely on private professors, and then she could enter university in the next year's university admissions.

After all this, she didn't feel that reading was hard at all. Even if she read books day and night, it was much better than losing her life. For a while, her life seemed to return to the most ordinary time.

Except that Sherlock occasionally has to take her to the police station to try cases, examine dead bodies or "show affection".

After three months, Jasmine still hasn't recovered from that "playing". She took half a year's vacation and traveled around the world.

Connie knew the foreword and the backstory, and she couldn't open her mouth to comfort her. To Jasmine, she was the person who "did not show up".

Days, just keep walking on the track of time.

Ten years later.

The 27-year-old Connie returned to 221B with her two doctorates in hand.

After these years of hard study day after day, Connie completed the university courses two years ahead of schedule, participated in the combined master's and doctoral studies of the school, and read the full seven-year course with a full scholarship.

Among them, she is not as fast as she was in college, because of Sherlock, her professionalism in evidence collection and reasoning ability have far exceeded the level of ordinary detective police officers, so although she is studying psychology of preschool children However, the specially admitted master's and doctoral major is criminal psychology...

#The trick of fate#

"Sherlock is going to propose to you, so if he does something that makes you angry later, please forgive me. He has been preparing for this for two months." As soon as he opened the door, it was John's sneaky words that hit Connie head-on.

Connie: "..."

It's not easy to be someone's girlfriend for ten years.

However, John and Mary, who have three children, still care so much about their gay friends, what can she say, besides, the virtues of her boyfriends over the years...she is not unclear.

Connie stuffed all the trophies and certificates into John's arms, trimmed her hair, and strode into the room with her head held high.

"I see."

Looking at the trophy and certificate in his hand, John smiled softly.

The sunlight hit the ends of his golden hair, causing passers-by to turn their eyes frequently.

Without him, this man's gaze is so warm that people can ignore the fine wrinkles on his face and recognize him as an angel.

With a "click", the upstairs window opened suddenly, and Mary called out in a low voice, "John, why don't you come up! Sherlock is about to act!"

She looked excited and anxious, and John suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that the camera was still in his arms.

How could he not secretly record a video of such a big scene as Sherlock's proposal!

The blond man rushed into the house briskly, and the melodious sound of a violin floated from the half-open window on the second floor.

On the street, the sun seems to be more blazing.

The author has something to say: This is the finale, isn't it caught off guard hahahahahahaha

I won’t go into details about the extra questions here. You can wait for the story of the baby and Moriarty in "The Baby Is Not Afraid". Riati and Sherlock are not the same people hahaha~ Connie and his wife will appear again in it. There are many opportunities to play soy sauce, so I will treat it as a side story. Cute baby has been chasing updates, happy reading everyone!Goodbye to the rivers and lakes~~~