[Sherlock] The Rose and You

"How many years do you think you can live?" Qiao Wei looked at Barnott and couldn't help laughing, "You are just a human being, and you will be buried in the ground after a hundred years. At that time, you will no longer be able to laugh , can no longer play with everyone, and most importantly, no one will be by your side to accompany you anymore.

You see, you're all alone in the end.

And what do you gain when you die?

It was nothing but loneliness.Eternal loneliness.

If I can really be your best collection, can become [forever] as you said, then it can be said that I am no longer me, I accompany you and not betray you, because you [command] me Do it, not because I [would] do it.

In order to collect, you have no one who is sincerely with you, and no one is willing to accompany you. Isn't it a kind of "betrayal" if you are like this? "

Qiao Wei deliberately increased the volume of certain words, and the change in hairstyle afterward was often due to the unbearable blows given to them by certain foreign objects and events, which made them subconsciously become Shenjingbing.

These foreign things must be very important to them, so they can cause drastic changes in their personalities. Therefore, they are often paranoid personalities. Generally speaking, all their emotions will focus on one thing.

Such things are often closely related to the things that stimulate them.

As for the rest of the people, in their opinion, there are generally only two types: those who are easy to kill and those who are not easy to kill.

So, if Barnott had a post-haircut, then there must be something that contributed to his personality change.And such a thing is very likely——

"Friends? Accompaniment?" Barnot shook his head, "I don't need these things now. I only have my brother, and I only want him to be happy."

Sure enough, it was his brother.

Well, it's the back hairstyle.

"I refuse." Qiao Wei smiled, "Look, I don't like you or your brother. The materials can't be forced, and I can't be your collection voluntarily. So, you Just give up."

Give up.

To save her from attacking the beauty.

"It's too much for you to say that," Barnott shook his head, "but it doesn't matter, you are the most perfect material, and the little willfulness of the perfect material can be forgiven."

"Come on," Barnott locked the door, he pulled out a knife from the crack of the wall as if by magic, and at the same time, he smiled calmly and seriously, "Don't be afraid, don't worry, it won't It hurts, my dear girl."

"Your painful expression will destroy the overall aesthetics of the collection, so relax."

"I refuse." Qiao Wei clenched the bottle in her hand.

She felt that Amanda's eyes had been circling her. The eyes were very strange, a little hopeful but also a little bit jealous, more of a kind of hesitation, as if she wanted her to do something and didn't want her to do it.Qiao Wei didn't know what she was hesitating about, but that jealousy was probably because of the shame he was given to her as a dog and Barnott's special regard for her.

Even if she was treated like this, didn't she lose her goodwill towards Barnott?

What a strange feeling.

Qiao Wei didn't think much about it, because in fact, another emotion in her eyes made her feel very strange.

is a habit.

It's about getting used to it rather than accepting it.

This is not the same.

Subjective and objective.

It seemed that she was used to Barnott's appearance.

Yet she felt no resistance.

There was only despair in her eyes, so dark as the despair of a dark night.

And her kind of numbness that is worse than death can't be formed in a day or two.

And there is another point, she can speak clearly, why doesn't she call the staff here for help?

Barnott didn't seal her mouth with anything—

Judging from the sound quality of her whining just now, there is no major problem with her voice.

So when Barnott was not around, she could ask others to rescue her.

So why doesn't she talk?

Why don't you ask for help?

Did he not want to, or... dare not?

If her guess is correct and Barnott is not lying...

Take a gamble--

Qiao Wei closed her eyes, her heart froze, she opened her mouth and shouted——

"Help!"

That voice could reach into the sky.

Barnott subconsciously covered his ears, but after a while, he covered his head and squatted on the ground as if he had a splitting headache. Half a minute later, he opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and gradually became clear. There was a palpable bewilderment in his eyes.

That kind of bewilderment is like a lost kitten who can't find its way home, with innocence and cuteness.

Then, he saw her.

"Miss Sylvine?" He scratched his head, as if shy, "What a coincidence, I ran into you here."

His expression was very real, like a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and there was a bit of joy in reuniting after a long absence.

And this appearance, there is only one person who has ever met.

Kane.

Felix Kane.

Qiao Wei felt a chill in her heart.

She looked up at him.

And the knife in his hand was still tightly held in his hand, and the sharp tip of the knife shone coldly under the light.

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At the same time, Sherlock was running towards here.

He came all the way following the imprint of talcum powder, only to find that the destination was the place he originally wanted to come to.

Ashmolean Museum.

Where those paintings are displayed.

It's just that he didn't bring his pass at the moment, and it's not the opening time, so it's impossible for him to enter by conventional methods.

what to do?Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a sharp cry for help——

"Help!"

It's Syweene!

Damn!

Sherlock gritted his teeth and rushed in directly.

If you heard me right, the place where the scream came from was in the direction of the studio!

Sherlock knew where the room was, so he subconsciously ran towards it, and finally became a little anxious, but he didn't expect that when he ran to the room, he could only see a locked room. the door.

Unmistakable, that scream came from here.

Behind the door is Sylweene.

And now she's in danger.

Sherlock's pupils shrank, the enemy knew he was in the dark, and he only hoped that he still had time——

As for how to get in--

Don't worry, please always remember that lockpicking is an essential skill for a detective.

The author has something to say: I won’t change it originally, but... this chapter will be replaced with a 2500 chapter tomorrow, so you can just read it today, Ayu’s stomach hurts (>﹏<)