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Moriarty looked at Holmes and felt that he had an interesting question.

Emotional simulation.

He smiled: "I'm curious, will you go to the island to find her?"

Holmes' hand on the pole of the boat tightened unconsciously.He pursed his lips tightly and looked at the island not far away.

On it, there is his Anne.

And she was wounded and unconscious.

Moriarty only felt that Holmes' tangled appearance seemed to make him more happy.He smiled like a child and clapped his hands together.

There was a "pop".

"Hahaha..." Moriarty laughed, "This is really interesting."

He waved his hand, and the people below would naturally understand.

"I have prepared a boat for you. You go, or not. I don't even look at it anymore." Moriarty said, "You can choose not to go, just turn around and paddle all the way back."

He pointed to the direction when he came, with a serious appearance.

"Okay." Moriarty turned his head away, and waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry up and take him down, down. We're going back!"

The men under him quickly stepped forward and grabbed Holmes' arm.It looked like he was about to throw him into the boat.

Holmes escaped their confinement by mistake, and turned to look at Moriarty.

"Let him go down by himself." Moriarty smiled and waved them away.

Holmes looked at Moriarty, was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Since you already know the location of the island, why..."

Moriarty looked at him, as if meeting Holmes for the first time, with a little surprise in his eyes: "I thought you would understand?"

Holmes narrowed his eyes: "You don't believe in the so-called truth that Seinmut and the others are looking for?"

Moriarty waved his hand indifferently: "No, I believe it."

Holmes was stunned for a while, and then smiled as if he had relaxed.Nodding to Moriarty, he got off the boat.

Looking at Moriarty's ship, it quickly left the sea area.

Holmes sat in the boat and rowed vigorously.Keep going in the direction of Anne.

"Professor." Jack came over, wanting to report Holmes' choice to Moriarty.

Unexpectedly, Moriarty raised his hand and stopped him.

"Professor?" Jack was puzzled.

Moriarty didn't intend to explain, on the contrary, he just lay down enjoying himself.Looking at the blue sky silently, the autumn sea breeze is chilly.But it didn't make Moriarty feel cold.

On the contrary, he was excited like never before.

Holmes, you know that.

What does it matter if you believe in the so-called truth?

Where is everything in my hand unreal?

"Professor?" Jack wanted to speak, exhorting Moriarty to go back to the cabin.

Moriarty shook his head: "Remember, send Mr. Watson's wedding present there."

He smiled, that gift should also be given away.

……

The place where Moriarty docked was not close to the island.

Holmes sat in the boat he gave him and rowed hard for a long time before he was able to see the whole appearance of the island.

Without all the previous things, he would not have thought that such an ordinary island would attract so many people's attention.

Even, those Saenmuts seemed to be crazy.Regardless of other things, I just want to go to the island.

The distance gradually narrowed as Holmes paddled.

Not long after, the boat had already docked and could not row.

Holmes stood up and looked at the sand below him.He looked at this place, although the voice and intuition in his heart were warning him, he did not hesitate.

"You shouldn't have come." Holmes could even hear his own inner murmur.

However, at this moment, all he had in his eyes was the comatose figure not far away.

Erin gave Annie a simple bandage before sending her in this direction.Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait so long.

However, Annie was also drugged.

Let this girl fall limply on the beach, not waking up for a long time.

The wooden board that Annie was leaning on before was placed not far from her.

"Annie!" Holmes' eyes widened a little, and he strode over immediately.

The girl's sleepy appearance is very pitiful.On Annie's head, she didn't know where the bruise was bumped.On the lower abdomen, the bandaged wound was slowly oozing blood.Unknowingly, the gauze has been dyed a transparent red.

Holmes ran over, knelt down and sat beside Anne.

He looked at Annie's wound and felt extremely distressed.The girl who was held in his hands and never said anything serious no matter what, unexpectedly suffered so much when he was away these few days.

Holmes stretched out his hand to hug Annie.But trembling, I don't know how to start.That cautious look seemed to be afraid that if he pushed hard, the girl who had already lost too much blood would suffer even greater harm.

"Annie." He whispered.

Maybe the effect of the medicine had expired, and Annie, who was already frowning tightly, let out a sigh.The fingers moved slightly.

Holmes naturally did not miss this small movement, and a little light shone in his eyes.He even lowered his head, calling softly in Annie's ear: "Annie, wake up."

Annie's eyes seemed to be struggling, they were tightly closed, and then slowly opened.

His eyes were blank like never before.

"Sherlock?" Annie couldn't react a little bit, she blinked her eyes as if extremely tired, "How did I see you? Was it a dream?"

The cold from blood loss had turned into drowsiness at this moment, sweeping Annie continuously.

It made her feel that her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.I can't wait to fall into a deep sleep in the next moment, so that I can rest.

"Don't sleep, Annie." Holmes said a little nervously, and his words could not help but carry a little trill, "Don't sleep, it's me."

Holmes' voice brought Annie out of her drowsiness a little.

She stared blankly into her eyes for a long time.Only barely regained the focus, she looked at Holmes with an embarrassed smile on her face: "I guessed wrong, Sherlock."

Holmes's full of complaints had been swept away by worries along the way.He couldn't care less about educating the girl, but hurriedly took out the emergency medicine from the small bag that he carried with him.

With Annie's cooperation, he quickly applied medicine to her wound.

"Does it hurt?" Holmes subconsciously softened his voice as he looked at the somewhat hideous wound.

It looked like he was afraid of scaring the injured girl.

Annie smiled and shook her head.Looking at Holmes, his face was full of cuddling: "With you here, I don't feel pain."

Holmes paused when he applied the medicine, but felt a bit sour in his heart from these two sentences.And in this, there is endless warmth.

Let him, even on this rather cold autumn day, not feel anything.

He looked at Annie and nodded her forehead: "Let's see if you dare to act recklessly like this next time."

Annie felt guilty, and nodded obediently: "It won't happen next time."

"This time, I didn't expect it. Those Sainmuts would make such a simple move, and they thought it was foolproof."

Anne's whispered explanation made Holmes even more anxious.

"There is no foolproof thing, you always have to think it through." He sighed, "There will be no next time!"

Annie nodded, still obediently watching Holmes take the medicine.

After a long silence, she tentatively looked at the profile of Holmes.There was a little more cautiousness and apprehension in the words.

"I'm keeping something important from you," said Annie.

Holmes glanced at her and put away the medicine himself.

Only then nodded, as if looking at the sky inadvertently.Pointing to the top, he whispered, "You mean this?"

Annie opened her eyes wide: "How do you know?"

The girl was shocked, and showed a little more respect, which was very useful to Holmes.

He helped Annie very gently, tidying up the broken hair around her ears.Only then said with a smile: "This island is indeed extraordinary."

Holmes pursed his lips and shook his head: "I always thought that what Sam and the others did was just a crazy idea."

Annie pursed her lips, and then said nervously, "I can, see the numbers..."

Before she could finish her confession, Holmes stopped her.

"Don't worry, we've got a lifetime," he said, in a normal tone.

It seems that he didn't realize how solemn the promise was in this sentence.

Annie looked at Holmes' profile and suddenly smiled.Perhaps, he knew.He is Sherlock Holmes, how could he not know?

Seen by the girl, the tips of her ears turned red.

Holmes coughed lightly twice before pointing to the sky in an extremely cryptic manner: "Let's go back and tell them not to let them watch it again."

As he spoke, he carefully helped Annie up and walked towards the docked boat.

"Going away?" Annie asked.

Holmes looked at her with a smile, showing a bit of helpless pampering in his words: "If you don't leave, you are still being watched?"

Annie didn't understand a little bit, but there was a bit of little Rebecca's clear and ignorant look in her eyes.

Sherlock Holmes could not help but feel a little itchy in his heart.

He nodded Annie's little nose: "Let's go, I won't explain. Watson's wedding has been fixed. I'm still his best man, and I haven't prepared his bachelor party yet. After you go back, you can To help me..."

Annie nodded obediently.

"Watson is so fast, he is going to get married."

"What, envious?"

"I do not have!"

"Still said no..."

"It's just not!"

"It's okay, we don't need to be envious."

"what?"

"nothing……"

"No, what does Sherlock mean?"

There was no more sound from the island, and the boat gradually moved away.

This so-called real point of contact, the existence of the island has no meaning for the parties involved, and it is estimated that no one will pursue it in the future.

Three days later, Watson's wedding was held on time.

At the same moment, a beautiful package was delivered to the residence of the Watsons.

On it, there is a line of words written impressively.

"To the gift of the newlyweds,

Friend of Mr. Holmes,

Moriarty"

Inside, lie quietly the last two scrolls, which are the split oil paintings.

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New article "The Great Sage Puts Down That Peach"

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When Tao Xiaoyao saw him for the first time, she caught the little monkey stealing her peaches.

She sank into her dantian and shouted: "Stop."

Then, he was thrown off his feet by the peach pits everywhere.

Even if it is a knot.

Later, the little monkey became a great sage.

Tao Yao thought that she could finally eat a peach in peace.

结果

Sun Wukong: To be honest, flat peaches are much sweeter than this one.

Tao Xiaoyao: Then can you let go of that peach first?

Sun Wukong: No... I just like to steal from you.

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