[Comprehensive] When Sherlock has a love system

Nuo Te got off the taxi, and Su Qinghan waited at the door alone.He hurried up to meet him, and the look on his face looked quite calm.

"What's the matter? Did you find it?" Nuo Te watched the taxi drive away, and then approached Su Qinghan, asking in a low voice.

Su Qinghan shook his head, "We've narrowed down the scope to a building, but we dare not get close, for fear of scaring the snake."

Nuo Te nodded in agreement, she pursed her lips, feeling extremely panicked.Asked again, "How did Sherlock find him?"

"They sent you an invitation letter when you were unconscious, and I found the original in the trash can." Su Qinghan paused, "But I guess maybe their target is Mr. Holmes."

Notte didn't answer, and it's really hard to tell who she was targeting at the most fundamental level. The purpose of dealing with Sherlock might be to remove the protective force around her.Perhaps in Sherlock's view, this is not a burden but an adventure, but she feels that it is undeniable that Sherlock was dragged into this muddy water by her.

"But I can go up no matter what..." Nuo Te stared at Su Qinghan.

"It's really difficult for you, but..." Su Qinghan said it tactfully and considerately, but the determination in her eyes did not waver at all.

"I know, you guys are ready to respond below." Nuo Te nodded.

"of course."

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"To be honest, I really like people like you." The man in the suit put his hands on the table and smiled gracefully, "Are you really not interested in joining us?"

"No." Sherlock replied coldly without thinking.

"Then let's continue." The man crossed his legs and changed his sitting position.

There were more than a dozen wine glasses in front of Sherlock, three quarters of the glasses were filled with shallow crystal clear wine, and the rest were empty.He glanced over, picked up a wine glass, and drank it in one gulp, "What's the relationship between Magnussen and you?"

"Hostile relationship." The man said mockingly, "That one wants to feed him to the snake."

"Go on." Sherlock picked up another glass of wine.

They look so harmonious...

This unscientific!

Notte stood in the opposite room, vaguely watching Sherlock and the man having a good time talking. Sherlock, who rarely drank alcohol, drank one cup after another, looking very happy.It is completely different from the imaginary life-and-death or daggers.

Of course they can't live in harmony, but... what's the problem?

Notte took out his cell phone and dialed Sherlock's number.

Sherlock, who was picking up the wine glass on the opposite side, paused.He took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and pressed the answer button.

"Sherlock, where are you?" Notte preemptively complained, "Is this how you're a boyfriend?"

"Sherlock said quickly: I'm out solving the case and I'll be back soon. Order dinner for me, thank you." Sherlock sounded very calm.

Knowing that his next step was to hang up the phone, Nuote hurriedly interjected, "What kind of wine are you drinking?"

Sherlock paused obviously, and stood up, "Where are you?" He didn't look around or walk around, but did it again, but said, "I saw you. You are on the fourth floor of Building 12."

May I ask which one of you has seen her fall!Another trick!However, Nuote is not in the mood to argue with him about these things at the moment.

"I saw you too." Notte said slowly, with a tone of pleading and coaxing, "Sherlock, I know you are fully capable of getting away now, right? It's dangerous. I'm worried about you."

Sherlock was silent for a moment, and hung up the phone directly.

The man kept quiet while Sherlock answered the phone, and didn't ask any questions afterwards, just saying, "Can we continue?"

"Of course." Sherlock took another drink and continued to ask, "What do you want Notte to do?"

"Sorry, the answer to this question..." The man looked at him, "I will trade your life for it."

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Nuo Te put away the phone, glanced at the opposite side, and made a decision in her heart.

"Squeak." Nott pushed open the door, and frankly met the surprised eyes of Sherlock and the man.She slowly wiped off the sweat from her palms, trying to make herself appear calm.She put her hands back into her pockets, gripping the gun and gun tightly.

Just shoot and kill the opponent... No, her hit rate is not enough to support her in this kind of adventure.And she didn't know if anyone else was in ambush.

Nott came here on impulse, she didn't know if she was doing the right thing, she just couldn't think of any other way except to face Sherlock together.

"Hello, Miss Meroving." The man stood up and bent slightly, "I'm Matthew Felton."

"Hello, Mr. Felton." Notte looked at him vigilantly, and responded casually.

"Since Notte is here, we have to say goodbye." Sherlock stood up and walked to Notte.For some reason, she felt that his steps were flimsy and wobbly.Could it be that he was drunk?But meeting his clear gaze, Notte immediately denied this guess.

Matthew sent them to the door like the host of the guests, and enthusiastically persuaded them to stay, "Mr. Holmes, don't you really want to stay a little longer? After all, the climax has just begun."

"No, I think the exciting part should be saved for later." Notte rejected him instead of Sherlock, "After all... we have plenty of opportunities to meet."

"I like this sentence." Sherlock smiled lowly, his voice was low, and he seemed a little drunk.

"If it's you, Miss Meroving, the orgasm can start right away." Matthew smiled strangely, and suddenly drew out a delicate dagger and stabbed at her.Noot's eyes widened in horror, and he didn't even have time to react.

No... Notte opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.She could only watch helplessly as Sherlock suddenly turned around and hugged her, blocking the knife for her.

Sherlock snorted.

Matthew let go when the knife pierced Sherlock's body, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his blood-free hands, folded the handkerchief carefully, and then left calmly.

Notte can no longer care about him.She carefully supported Sherlock to lie down slowly.

Nuo Te hurriedly took out her mobile phone, because her hands were shaking so badly, she almost dialed the wrong number.She anxiously waited for the call to be connected, but found that she could not tell the address at all.Leaping the ranks and getting busier, Nuo Te's voice was crying.

Sherlock still had a little bit of sanity, and squeezed out a sous from between his teeth.

Nuo Te suddenly realized, his hands trembled in excitement, and he almost threw the phone on the ground.She quickly hung up the 120 number and dialed Su Qinghan's number.

"Call an ambulance, hurry up! Sherlock is injured. The murder weapon pierced an inch into the fourth rib of the left chest. The exact depth is unknown, and the murder weapon is still in the body." Notte shouted violently, "Of course I know it's the heart, I just hope his heart grows crooked now!"

"Sherlock..."

"Sherlock..."

"Sherlock..."

Note didn't know how to deal with such an injury at all, and she didn't dare to touch him. The only thing she remembered was to keep the wounded conscious. She could only lie beside him and call his name over and over again.

She clenched Sherlock's hand tightly, tears falling drop by drop.At this moment, she suddenly realized that although Sherlock is the hero with the aura of the protagonist, he will die.

This was never a romance novel, and no one ever promised he.

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Sherlock was unlucky this time, and it was only when he arrived at the hospital that Nott found out that Sherlock had not only been stabbed but also poisoned.In the emergency room, the doctor issued a critical illness notice free of charge. After more than 10 hours of rescue, she sat outside the operating room and did not walk away.

Su Qinghan was by her side, helping her restore what happened very seriously.

"Through testing, there is chronic poison in those wines. The more you drink, the faster the onset will be. If Mr. Holmes drinks all of it, he will die within half an hour. I think he has reached a deal with Matthew. A cup Wine for a question. A question about you and that organization."

"That's because he loves to take risks with himself, and he would do the same with someone else." Notte was touched in his heart, but he also complained a bit that Sherlock ignored his own comfort and still didn't care about what he said.

Su Qinghan didn't continue this topic. The points he can add to Mr. Holmes only goes up to this point. The next points will depend on Mr. Holmes' own performance.

【alarm!alarm!alarm!If the host is detected to be in danger, the system will treat the host forcibly and deduct 1000 points]

A day later, Sherlock woke up, and there was no one in the ward, so Mr. System took the initiative to come out to explain his doubts.

[Su Qinghan went to deal with follow-up questions, Nuo Te went to buy food for you. 】

【I see. 】Sherlock's attitude was lukewarm.

[Sherlock, congratulations on successfully turning your points into negative numbers.You owe me 298 points now!I am your creditor hahaha]

【I see. 】Sherlock still has a casual attitude.

Mr. System held back, and changed the subject again.

[Sherlock, why didn't you tell the girl that Matthew's purpose was actually to test you, if you didn't block her, she wouldn't get hurt? 】

[She doesn't need to know everything. 】

[Actually, you are using bitter tricks, right?right? 】

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【Sherlock, you scheming bitch! 】