What Abigail doesn't know is

Abigail knew very well that the other party was forcing her to do what he said.

However, after knowing Moriarty's request, she was able to relax.

But, is the other party's ultimate goal really just like this?

Abigail is very skeptical.

Because she had just finished the operation, she forcibly dragged her weak body and eliminated several enemies.The freshly stitched wound on her abdomen had opened.

She can't get rid of everyone in such a short time.

If the rest find her...

Abigail dragged her body, which was about to fall at any moment, and walked towards the ambulance parked in the warehouse.

The key is still inserted = in the car.Abigail immediately started the car and drove onto the road.

Behind her, someone staggered out of the warehouse.Then she heard gunshots and the sound of bullets hitting the iron sheet behind the car.

Abigail kept accelerating, and after a while the car disappeared from the eyes of the pursuers.

Late at night, Abigail returned to Baker Street in the ambulance with the lights off.

Of course she was also worried about Jim, but with her current physical condition, there was nothing she could do.

She wants to rest and redress the wound.

Abigail didn't dare to go home and let her mother see herself like this, but pried open the door of Sherlock's house, went upstairs, and woke Watson up.

In the dark night, the moonlight came in from the window, beside his bed, there was a long-haired woman in white clothes, covered in blood.

Watson let out an exclamation, sat up on the bed with a swipe, and then heard a very familiar voice.

"Don't shout so loudly. You'll be heard." Abigail covered Watson's mouth.

Watson asked inexplicably: "Abby? Why are you here?... No, what's wrong with you, why are you so bloody?"

He turned on the bedside lamp, only to realize that Abigail looked very bad.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Abigail replied weakly: "I was attacked this afternoon. Something happened after the operation. The wound seems to be open." She smiled wryly.

Watson replied angrily: "What trouble have you gotten into again? Really. Take off your clothes and let me have a look."

He threw back the covers and got out of bed, and took out the first-aid kit from the cabinet.

Abigail was about to drag her clothes, but suddenly remembered that there was nothing inside, and smiled and just rolled up the clothes.

Watson took a deep look at her, and without further ado, he helped her examine the wound.

The wound was worse than he imagined.And it is obviously caused by the patient's forced strenuous exercise.

With a cold face, Watson helped Abigail treat the wound and re-sew it up.

In the bedroom downstairs, hearing Watson yelling and Abigail's voice, he turned over and continued to rest.

After re-bandaging the wound, Watson ordered Abigail to leave, "Okay, you can go back to your own home."

Abigail thanked her with a smile, and left consciously.

Of course she would not go home, but took a quilt from Sherlock's room and rested on the sofa in the living room.

Sherlock, who was lying on his back and sleeping, noticed Abigail coming in and didn't react at all.

By the time Watson and Sherlock got up the next day, Abigail had already left.

Looking at the quilts piled aside on the sofa, Sherlock frowned.

Late at night, in a house not far from the mission destination, Abigail waited patiently.

After a while, a black car stopped in front of the house.

Daisy walked in with three aliens.

The author has something to say: Dare you believe it, I have written this chapter 4 times.

I feel like I can't write anymore.

I'm about to become a salted fish orz.

This chapter is only half written.The bottom half has some details that I didn't think about.More tomorrow =3=