[Comprehensive] When Sherlock has a love system

Moriarty's attire was much simpler and rougher than Sherlock's. Before he set off, he had someone put a small bomb on Notte.

Notte was very sensible and didn't struggle the whole time, letting them play and manipulate with a blank expression.

Moriarty looked regretful, "It's a pity, your suitor can't see this scene."

Nuo Te gritted her teeth secretly, who was the suitor who had seen the ghost, which attracted Mo Niang's perversion and obsession.

The two bastards who caused her to be targeted by Mo Niang, and Mo Niang dragged her out and beat her to death.Then the world will be peaceful.

"The range that this bomb can reach is four meters." Moriarty fiddled with the bomb on Notte's body. Get in by yourself."

Nuote smirked, "You are really considerate."

At the destination, Moriarty personally untied the rope on her body and tore off the tape.

He leaned slightly and said, "Notte Meroving, I hope you will do as I say, otherwise..."

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The blue pool water fluctuated slightly under the moonlight, the lights were dim, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"Notte..." A cry broke the silence.

Nott came out from behind the pillar, twitching the corner of her mouth stiffly, "Good evening, Sherlock."

Sherlock carefully glanced around with his hand and gun. After making sure that there was no ambush around, he put away the gun and checked Noet up and down, "How do you feel, are you okay?"

With a "click", Sherlock paused, looking at Notte in surprise, "You..."

"I'm sorry." Notte raised the hand that was handcuffed with Sherlock and shook it, "Okay, you can come out now."

"Good girl, you did a great job." Moriarty walked in from another entrance, followed by a man in a suit with an ordinary face.

Sherlock raised his gun and pointed it at the man vigilantly.Notte's hand was also brought up, looking a little ridiculous.

Nuo Te remained expressionless, "Thank you for the compliment."

"Good evening, Sherlock Holmes." Moriarty greeted familiarly, "We meet again."

"It's you." Sherlock frowned, obviously annoyed at his previous misjudgment.

"Remember the note I left for you? Because you refused to keep the appointment, I had no choice but to invite you here." Moriarty spread his hands, regretting Sherlock's ignorance.

"Throw away your gun. Or I'll detonate the bomb on her." Moriarty said coldly.

Sherlock stared at him dead, and threw his hand and gun into the pool.

"Don't be so serious. let'."

"Sherlock Holmes, you have one minute to defuse the bomb, otherwise..." Moriarty showed a crazy smile, "Whoosh, you will be blown into fireworks."

Notte regretted it as soon as she heard this, she was so cheap that she handcuffed Sherlock's right hand.

The bomb was concealed under a large bow tied around her neck, a position that was not only uncomfortable but also very disgusting, feeling like a turkey waiting to be served.

Nott raised her head as hard as she could to facilitate Sherlock's movements, counting the time nervously.

1,2,3……34，35,36……59，60……

Nuote closed her eyes in despair, but felt a lightness on her neck.She opened her eyes, just in time to see the bomb... No, it should be the appearance of fireworks exploding in the air.

Notte licked her dry lips, she was too nervous to count.

"Do you like my gift?" Moriarty smiled slightly, "To celebrate our official acquaintance."

Sherlock asked, "What are you trying to do?"

"I didn't intend to say hello to you so early..." Moriarty said to himself, "But I have received a commission and I want to teach you a lesson. Take it easy, I..."

Suddenly, the cell phone rang, and everyone present was stunned for a moment. Finally, Moriarty took out the cell phone, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the call."

Sherlock nodded, "Please."

"The biggest shortcoming of me is my inconsistency." Moriarty smiled smugly, as if he had successfully stimulated the person on the other end of the phone.

"Are you saying it again?!" He suddenly became furious, and his roar startled Notte.

"Don't be afraid." Sherlock suddenly approached Notte and whispered, "Cover up a bit, and I'll uncuff the handcuffs."

Nott glanced at Moriarty, who was obviously not paying attention, and nodded subtly.

"What did you say?" Moriarty's expression became strange, "Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Okay, but our business must continue."

"Sorry, I'm going to an important appointment, so I'm sorry." Moriarty hung up the phone, ordered the people around him, and left quickly.And what he said to the people around him was-

"You know what your master means? Cut off the middle finger of that girl's left hand."

Note: "..."

Why is it always her who gets hurt? !

With a movement of his hand, the man took out a lancet from nowhere, and approached Nuo Te with a vicious look on his face.

The handcuffs Moriarty had given looked much better than the ones from Scotland Yard, and the man had already approached before Sherlock could unlock them.

Sherlock ordered loudly, "Take a deep breath!" Notte subconsciously followed suit.Then he rolled on the spot with her in his arms and fell into the pool.

"Plop" This is the sound of the man jumping down.

Under the water, Sherlock finally opened the lock, pushed Notte in one direction, and turned around in another direction.

Knowing that she can't help but only add to the chaos, Notte swims towards the shore in the direction Sherlock pointed.

She floated up from the water, touched the water on her face, and then froze.

"Remember? As I said, the biggest shortcoming of me is my inconsistency." Moriarty squatted on the shore, pointing a gun at her with a smile.

Note: "..."

Sherlock is entangled with men, she can only save herself...

"Are you trying to kill me?" Nott looked at Moriarty, it's not a good idea to show weakness at this time, "Are you sure that person won't turn against you?"

"You threatened me with him?" Moriarty sneered.

"Threats are out of the question." Notte smiled, "A warning. Being emotional is the biggest obstacle to success."

"You look just like him. You annoy me even more." Moriarty pressed the gun to her temple, "As long as I pull the trigger..."

"No, you won't." Notte's tone was extremely firm, "Moriarty, you have always been a decisive person. If you really want to kill me, will you talk so much nonsense?"

"Also, I have to remind you. This is not a TV show. Is your gun posture really okay?" Notte pushed his gun away with two fingers.

At this time, Nott has a bit of the posture that a future ruler should have.Even if she was soaked in the water in a mess.

"It seems that you are not as stupid as I thought." Moriarty put away his gun, "Since that's the case, it's okay for me to negotiate a deal with you."

"Deal? What deal?" Notte smiled slightly, "What do you think I will lack? Rights? Wealth? I was born with nothing to fight for."

Moriarty's expression became extremely disdainful.

He started from scratch, and he looked down on these so-called nobles in his bones.

"you……"

Notte suddenly sank into the water, jumped out, hugged Moriarty's neck and pulled him down, and kicked off the edge of the pool to get out.

What she meant was very simple. It is difficult to move underwater, and the bullets will deviate from the original direction if you use your hands or guns.However, she discovers...

Mo Niang can't swim.

If it wasn't for the wrong time, place and occasion, she would have laughed three times to express her ridicule...

Is a person who can't swim making an appointment to fight by the pool to die?

But soon she felt bad, Moriarty hugged her like an octopus, his eyes revealed a kind of cruelty to die together.

Nuo Te was very helpless, she didn't want to die with him at all.But it was her limit to stop Mo Niang from strangling her to death, and it was impossible to get rid of him.

The worst thing is to hold your breath, can a person who can swim be better than a person who can't swim?

Moriarty held his breath instinctively, he was so angry that he was about to kill someone!

He arranged for long-range snipers, but no one for close-up.

He hasn't been so depressed for many years.

Nuo Te was holding her breath but calmed down, thinking about dragging Mo Niang to death, if she solved the criminal genius in London, it would be considered a great achievement.

"Notte, bring Moriarty up here!"

Notte suddenly heard Sherlock's call, and hesitated for a moment.At this time Moriarty was already a little delirious, and his hands and feet gradually loosened.

She hesitated for a moment, but dragged Moriarty ashore.

Nuote looked at the scene in front of him, and his mood was like this: Σ(°△°|||)︴

The promised proficiency in boxing and western swords!Why was he subdued with a wound on his face? !

She watched Sherlock being held against the carotid artery with a lancet, and she silently put her hand on the throat of the unconscious Moriarty beside her... In order to prevent him from fussing when she landed, she knocked him unconscious.

"My master didn't mean to kill the two of you, but he can't die. As long as you give him to me, I will leave." The man said expressionlessly.

Nuo Te thought for a while, and said something wrong, "Do you still have a knife? Give me one."

The man hesitated for a moment, and threw the lancet in his hand, also to show a little sincerity.

Nott picked up the knife that had slipped to his side, and gestured twice at Moriarty's body, "Sherlock, how long will it take from here to the nearest hospital?"

Sherlock was silent for a moment, seeming to understand what she was going to do, "25 minutes."

Notella pulled up Moriarty's sleeve, cut a knife on his arm, and then threw the knife into the water, "Please be sure to send him to the hospital within 20 to 35 minutes, otherwise his life will be in jeopardy." No more guarantees."

Such a frank (shameless) behavior silenced the two men present for a second.

During the hostage exchange, Notte pointed a hand and a gun at the man and stayed beside Moriarty, while the man pressed Sherlock and approached step by step.

When the man approached, he pushed Sherlock fiercely towards Notte, and bent down at the same time.

At this time, Sherlock made a very strange movement, as if being pushed to the center of gravity, fell to the side, and knocked Notte to the ground.

The feeling of being hit on the ground by the back is uncomfortable, Notte endured it, it is not suitable to care about these problems in such an occasion.

She regained her strength and immediately realized something was wrong, "Sherlock, are you injured?"

She didn't expect that the man would be uncomfortable even when exchanging hostages, and even if he thought of it, she would not be able to react.Although Sherlock fell down in time, his arm was scratched.

Sherlock quickly got up and picked up the pistol and gun thrown on the ground, but the man had already run away with Moriarty.

He ignored Nuo Te, and chased out following the blood.Nuo Te gritted his teeth, he was injured and felt uneasy, so he chased after him.

The blood disappeared on the road outside, and Sherlock cursed*.

Nott caught up with Sherlock and asked worriedly, "How is your injury?"

If Sherlock still has a little bit of emotional intelligence, he should show weakness and be pitiful at this time, and take the opportunity to ask for forgiveness.Notte was already soft-hearted, and this bitter trick will surely succeed.

But it's a pity that Sherlock didn't, and Mr. System was not awake at this time.

"I'm fine, go and hail a taxi." Sherlock ordered calmly.

Notte glanced at it, making sure that Sherlock's acupressure hemostasis method was all right, and ran out to hail a taxi.

In the hospital

Noter was only slightly injured, and he was healed soon.Sherlock was still stitching up the wound when she came out, and after wandering outside the door for a while, she took out her phone.

"Hello, Delrin? I have something to discuss with you."

"Can I find my new residence near 221b Baker Street?"