[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Excuse me, is Ms. Alice Colvis there?" There was silence under the podium, and Xueyou's students all looked at the man with gold-rimmed glasses standing by the door. He had a scholarly temperament and was gentle. A figure who is almost a genius in academics, he is the idol of many students.

They stared at the person in front of them, feeling a little excited.

"I didn't see her after class in the morning." A student in the audience saw the lecturer's embarrassed expression, so he couldn't help but said.

After all, everyone knows that a lecturer may not remember that there is such a number one person in the class.

It is also because this girl is indeed quite talented in psychology, but she is a well-known lone ranger. Under such double rumors, I can't help but pay more attention to it before I know.

What's more important is that he transferred to this school halfway, but there is no entrance test, presumably there must be a big man standing behind him, as a student and a businessman, he pays more attention, especially Human nature.

"Okay, thank you, you can continue."

"damn it."

Wearing a white coat, he walked back and forth in the laboratory, stopped for a while, tapped the table with his fingers, muttered to himself, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"What a disobedient guy."

When Edward saw the new text message on his phone, he punched his fist on the wall angrily, and his hand was immediately bleeding.

He picked up the phone and immediately called the person who sent the text message: "I know it's you, what do you want to do?"

There was a hoarse voice on the "for science" phone.

Then the phone was hung up.He frowned, looked at the alarm clock on the wall, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Sir, here is your envelope."

Mycroft looked up from a pile of documents, and flicked the envelope in the secretary's hand with a cold expression.

"Where?"

"Your mansion."

Mycroft frowned.

Italian cursive, fairly educated.The envelope and the envelope are very plain... smell of damp.

He opened the envelope.

It is a newspaper from half a month ago, and a letter from today.

Dear Mr. Holmes:

I think you still don't know about your sister's disappearance?

Enclosed is this newspaper, which I think will be of interest to you.

A helpful passer-by

"Amy, investigate Alice's location, and take it to the analysis room by the way."

Mycroft handed the envelope to one of his secretaries, Amy.

After she left, she lit the letter paper with a lighter and threw it into the ashtray.

It was obvious that this person knew of Alice's existence and who she really was, which was a big deal.

He used the suicide layout to try to make everyone who knew Alice think she was dead, and after Alice left the hospital, a fire burned the whole area, and it was not easy to check .

Although the owner of this letter seems to have no malicious intentions, it is hard to guarantee that he will not in the future.

"She's probably staying with the pervert from the dismemberment case."

McCoff muttered to himself.

"Sir, there is an important meeting in Russia tonight, and we must leave before three o'clock."

The secretary looked at his watch, there was still half an hour left.

Looking out of the window through the glass, there is still a lot of traffic, busy pedestrians, and a prosperous scene, but the weather will soon change. The weather in the UK has always been cloudy, isn't it?

He returned to his seat calmly, holding his hands, his gray eyes were as sharp and serious as an eagle.

"Contact Sherlock and postpone the trip for half an hour."

"Yes, sir."

Mycroft lay on the chair, stroked his forehead tiredly, and sighed.

"God bless."

Alice's attitude has become a little... weird since returning from the hospital, and she is obviously more silent, which makes McCoff wonder if her condition needs a professional team.

His work is too busy, he can't always look up to his brothers and sisters, even if he feels that there is a reason for Alice's change, but he can't say anything, because it won't change anything, the British Empire There are so many things that he has no skills at his disposal.

He feels guilty towards Alice, and has been working hard to be a good brother and guide his younger siblings on the right track. It is enough to know that what happened ten years ago has caused harm to Holmes.

He didn't want to hurt her at all.

"Alice, I don't want to hurt you at all."