[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

On Christmas Eve, when everyone in London is celebrating, 221B is like an icehouse, with a gloomy atmosphere.

After Alex came out of the bathroom, Connie disappeared.

After searching back and forth, he didn't see anyone, and immediately called him back uneasily.

There was a false alarm in the front yard, and when several people came back to see it, they realized that it was Tiaohulishan.

The one who caused trouble was caught by Sherlock and swallowed the gun directly - the fool also knew that he was sent to deliberately attract attention.

And after seeing the note deliberately left in the corner of the mirror, Sherlock's eyes were completely darkened to the extreme.

"Who the hell kidnapped my Connie!" Mrs. Hudson almost fainted.

There was no movement in the house at all, and people disappeared after just a while?

Sherlock looked back and forth and came to a conclusion: "She was taken away by someone who was stunned. As for that person..." He suspected before that it was the person who wrote the scarlet letter, but now it seems that it is not.

Their modes of action are different. Being able to take people away quietly at such a time is not something that the person who wrote the blood can do.

And that person should know Connie, it's just... when?

Sherlock closed his eyes, quickly went through all the scenes one by one, and finally walked to the place where the Christmas tree was placed, staring around the room over and over again.

On the other side, Connie finally woke up from her drowsy drowsiness.

She thought she was dreaming.

As a result, when he opened his eyes and saw the ceiling full of murals, he woke up in a daze.

She only occupied a corner of the luxurious big bed. This luxurious big bed, which can sleep 5 people, was placed in an empty room. Except for the high roof and the murals all over the room, there was nothing in this room. There is only one bed left.

She is imprisoned.

Connie took a deep breath, and calmly looked at the room full of imprisonment, but this was a more advanced cage.

"Are you awake?" The stone wall made a frictional shifting sound, and Connie's pupils shrank, and she saw that the half-brick wall was like a door, opening up a dark secret passage behind her.

A man came in with a tray.

A pair of blue eyes were looking at her tenderly.

"...you are that Mr. Tramp!" Yes!She was very impressed with these eyes!

The man smiled slightly: "Hehe, Mr. Tramp, Connie is still so cute..." He didn't mind her address at all, but sat beside her a little more intimately.

"Good boy. Have some porridge first, and I'll feed you." He raised his hand, put the spoon next to his mouth and blew gently, and then handed it to Connie's mouth.

Connie wanted to push the spoon away, but her hands dropped limply.

She was supported against his chest, and a heavy breath rushed towards her face.

Panic hit her eyes: "You...did you take drugs? You kidnapped me. Are you the one who wrote blood to me?"

"Scarlet?" His eyes were stained with bloodthirsty light, "Hehe, don't worry, that shameless bastard, I will let him be punished."

The corner of Connie's mouth twitched, he didn't do the bloody words, the kidnapping must have been done by him, this guy...who is to say that he is shameless...

"Jin, my name is Jin." He smiled, showing his white teeth, and pure joy in his blue eyes.

She wants to say hello?No, she refuses.

But seeing him like this, Connie didn't know why the panic in her heart dissipated.

Still calm, she sealed her gag and asked calmly: "What did you bring me here for?... Jin."

"Christmas is here. I want you to spend Christmas with me." Without giving up, he put the porridge in Connie's mouth, and insisted that she eat it.

Connie looked at the porridge tremblingly: "I'm not very hungry..." Who the hell wants to eat the porridge sent by the kidnapper!

"Googoo..." Your stomach is simply too disappointing!Dare to give the master a face!

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

"Hahahaha..." Jin laughed loudly and scratched her nose, "Don't worry, I haven't poisoned you." Then he stuffed a mouthful into his mouth.

Connie looked at the bowl of porridge tangled up, the aroma wafting from the tip of her nose tormenting her stomach.

Finally, she put down her guard: "Okay. But...can you change the spoon?"

"..."

Mr. Jin, who had kidnapped her to spend Christmas with him, fed her a bowl of porridge. Connie rubbed her belly that finally stopped gurgling contentedly, and her hands also gained some strength.

After feeding the porridge, he seemed to be going out.

In a panic, Connie directly grabbed his sleeve.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right back." He went out with the tray, and the door turned back into a stone wall.

This room has no windows or doors.

Connie was silent for a while, then supported her limp body, and moved to the wall.

All are cement walls, and even having a door is also a mechanism.

Sitting on the ground in frustration, she curled up against the wall, not knowing what to do next.

Mrs. Hudson and the others must be in a hurry...

"Why are you sitting on the ground?" After a while, he came back again.

Connie glanced at him: "I prefer geothermal."

"..."

"Why did you arrest me?" After a long time, she asked in a muffled voice, with lingering depression in her voice.

For a long time, he did not answer.

Connie looked up and saw him squatting in front of her, kneeling on one knee looking at her.

At this time, he was no different from that tramp, no longer dressed in rags, no longer described as a mess.

He is very clean, very handsome, even a gentleman, with a heroic spirit that ordinary people don't have in his brows, just like a knight in the dark, with a fatal temptation and attraction.

Connie suddenly became a little nervous.

Hey, hey, she's a mature young woman anyway. It's not good to look at her like that, and she's still a 12-year-old loli......

He looked at Connie's slightly stunned look and pursed his lips into a smile, like a cherry blossom in full bloom, with a fatal attraction like a poppy.

The thin lips parted slightly, exhaling like blue.

"Because you are mine."

He said.

"..."

"..."

"Are you a pedophile?" She stared at him for a long time without blinking, and spit out this sentence for a long time.

"...No, I'm not." He still looked straight at her, his eyes calm.

"..." It's not a pedophile who treats me like this!

Connie's eyes were accusing.

He still smiled and shook his head: "You are not, you have a different soul."

Connie missed a beat in her heart, and nervousness suddenly hit her heart.

What's the meaning?He saw through her time travel?

"Oh... don't be nervous." His straight and cold fingers caressed her cheeks, the cold touch made her startled, she shrank to the side, but was pushed back by his hands supporting her head.

"My girl... we're going to have a good night." He moved closer, hugging her shoulders, pulling her into his arms.

Connie was as stiff as a piece of wood.

Have a nice night...have fun you sister.

┗(T﹏T)┛Who will save her, she doesn't want any pleasant night...

He also said that he was not a pedophile, but he was obviously a pedophile or a psychopathic pedophile. He said that a good person has good rewards. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. She kindly gave food to the homeless outside the subway and gave it back to herself. Provoked a perverted kidnapper?This is even scarier than the old man falling down and blackmailing him! ! !

She silently looked at the room again.

Concrete walls, a luxurious big bed, a roof that the three Sherlocks can't reach even with their tiptoes...

T^T She ​​can only wait for Sherlock to save her.

"Let me go back, they will be worried..." Connie begged weakly looking at his face.

"I've already said, you are mine, right?" This time, he laughed so hard.

"Even if you like me, you have to do it according to your name! Without the consent of the Hudsons, you are robbing the women of the people! This is wrong! True love must be justified!" His words countered.

Anyway, it's just a sentence, taking advantage of the old lady and wanting to sneak around?no way!

"When did I say it was love?" He raised his eyebrows, as if Connie had aroused his interest.

"..." Short of breath woman.oh no girl.

T^T She ​​was speechless.

Seeing her aggrieved look, a joke flashed in his eyes: "So you care about your status, it's okay, since that's the case, let's get married now."

"..." Connie suddenly petrified.

"What do you say?"

"Didn't you say that love should be justified?"

"Didn't you say this is not love?"

"When did I say this is not love?" He smiled innocently.

Click.

Kim vs Connie.

Crit KO.

"..." Gan felt a trembling feeling, and she looked at him with trembling eyes: "You..." That's ruthless!

He smiled and kissed her cheek: "It's okay, since you care...it's not that I can't satisfy you...today..."

"No!" She screamed, looking at his instantly gloomy face, and forced a trembling smile: "I still can't, after all, I'm underage, it's not good..."

He raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "What's the matter, I just change your age when I asked my subordinates to hack into the Civil Affairs Bureau. As I said...you will always stay by my side. In this world, no one can Resist me!"

His eyes are indifferent, but he is always sure to win, as if nothing can escape his expectation.

Seeing his appearance, Connie suddenly sighed.

"..." It seems that it's not just a pedophile, but also a severe secondary...

This kind of domineering air of being the only one in heaven and earth.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I'm speechless." She rested her chin and looked at the roof with deep melancholy in her eyes.

"..."

After tossing for a long time, Connie only knew that today was Christmas.

Because some hot pedophile wants her to spend Christmas with her—that's the only thing that makes Connie feel less bad, because at least it means that it's only 24 hours since she was taken.

If it takes a few days or even more than half a month, it means that Sherlock still can't find her, which means... no, no, she's going to faint after thinking about it.

And her new best friend alex~

Oh God's fate is always so rough and strong...