[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

Sherlock stared at the girl in his arms with half-down eyes. There was an inconspicuous arc on her lips, which was different from her usual gentle and childlike smile, with a strange malice, and seemed to be satisfied. The pure joy of a child.

Christa didn't explain her outrageous behavior when she suddenly hugged him, but just looked up at him intently, "It's almost dawn, we have to go back quickly."

"Yeah." Sherlock responded softly.

Christa let go of him, and wanted to hold his hand instead, but Sherlock grabbed his hand first.

The strength is not strong, but it is enough to make Christa unable to break free.

She looked down at the interlocking fingers of the two, and was slightly taken aback for a moment, then raised her head and the corners of her mouth raised a bright arc.

The door of the Warren's house was broken open by Krista, and it took a lot of work for Mycroft's men to restore it to the original state-at least, it was not obvious to ordinary people at first glance.

The agent in charge of repairing the door silently glanced at Christa. The degree of destruction of this kind of violence made me a little worried that Mr. Holmes would be domestically abused in the future.

Sheldon fell asleep peacefully, the panic on his face had faded, and he was sleeping on the side of the bed in an orderly manner.The corners of the quilt were neat and tidy, and Christa had weighed them for him before leaving.

"He's a little scared." Christa leaned over and touched Sheldon's forehead. "Let's go out and talk. Don't wake him up."

"You like him very much. A kid who can only play with little trains all day long." Although Sherlock said so, he still lowered his voice and walked out lightly.

Both Esther and Colby were bundled up by Christa and thrown into Esther's room.

Fortunately, the other two temporary residents were on the other side of the house, and the good sound insulation effect did not allow tonight's movements to spread there.

There are several paintings in Esther's room, but they look different in the dark with the lights off.

Bloody violence and eroticism cover it, distorted and depressing.Even Colby was seeing the paintings for the first time for what they really were.

In the dark, he didn't know how long he stared at those paintings, and the disappointment in his heart spread little by little.

Until Christa and Sherlock pushed the door in.

They came back incredibly quickly, but Colby didn't have the heart to think about it at all, all his thoughts were occupied by Esther.Sherlock turned a blind eye to the glow-in-the-dark fluorescent paintings, and Esther's gaze entwined like a hissing snake the moment Christa entered.

Krista turned on the light.

Esther and Colby were tied and gagged in two corners of the room.Krista blocked the possibility of their conversation.

"You said that Esther is from Cecil?" Christa stood not far from Esther, looked at her, and talked with Sherlock.

"You have to ask her herself." Sherlock didn't care about Esther's affairs, but he was more interested in Colby.

Krista smiled, then walked over to remove what was stuffed in Colby's mouth.

"Can you let her go first?" Colby whispered with a hint of pleading. "Her state of mind can't take this."

"I think in Esther's current state, it would be more dangerous if I let her go?" Christa's tone was brisk, but her rejection was obvious. "Speaking of which, not only is Esther not like a normal child-although she is not. Even you are not like." She turned her head, her eyes full of inquiry.

"Heh." The young man sneered lowly, and Christa could see his cheeks puffed up with anger, he gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Who the hell wants to be a kid!"

"Fuck you little boy!"

Facing his angry yelling, Christa hesitated for a moment, hiding the doubt in her eyes, "Okay. Although the sound insulation effect in the room is good, you'd better keep your voice down. Esther is taking a depressant drug? "

"Didn't you see it all?" Colby turned his head away, his cheeks were bulging like a frog because of gnashing his teeth.

Colby and Esther had been working on the bottle when Krista had barged in.That was their reward for helping Cecil deal with Sherlock, which had a palliative effect on Esther's condition.

If it wasn't for the value of the medicine, they wouldn't rashly do it while recording the show.

Christa looked at Esther again, probably due to the effect of the sedative drugs she had just taken, Esther was still able to maintain a false silence for the time being.At this time, she obediently sat in the corner with her eyes downcast and her knees hugged, like a lifeless doll.

"Then you'd better not let her continue to take that drug. The ingredients in this drug will cause dependence and addiction. In the later stage, she will not be able to live without that kind of thing." Krista mentioned that drug The disgust in his tone almost overflowed.

"Drugs?" Colby squeezed the word through his teeth, looking sullen.

He looked worriedly at Esther who said nothing.

"Not really. It doesn't affect physical function and mental state, if you take it all the time. But after leaving it, your physical state will quickly wither. Of course, more people simply don't have enough will to get rid of it. I don't think Esther's willpower is enough to overcome the addiction of this drug." Christa raised her lips mockingly, "Drinking poison to quench thirst."

One of the most critical ingredients in this medicine, Liesorem, has troubled her for many years, although the ingredients of the medicine Esther took were not the same as the ones she had used-Krista was almost only using purified extracts at that time. The ultimate Liesorem, because the diluted stuff is pretty much useless to her.

She loathed that kind of thing, but she also had to rely on it to relieve her torment.

She never got rid of Liesorem's shadow until she died.

Sherlock saw shadows over her brows and eyes, like a foggy London winter's day.

"Since there is no harm, just keep taking it..." Colby breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that there was no harm to the body.

"Naive. Cecil gave you the title of genius, right?" Krista looked down at him. "Or do you think this is more in line with your wishes. Esther can't get rid of the control of drugs, so she is destined to be tied to you."

"shut up--"

I hadn't thought about it that way! Never!

Before Colby could utter his rebuttal, he was interrupted by Christa with a silent gesture.

"Be quiet, it's almost dawn, don't wake them up."

"What did Cecil take so long to bring you to us?" she asked as if talking to herself.

"I don't know. I haven't seen the Cecil you mentioned. It's a man named Jim who contacted us." Colby said in a stiff tone.

***

"It's for Christa."

Facing the question of how to move, she was silent for a while before giving the answer softly, and it was the white queen who landed with her voice.

Ming Anna stared at the chessboard in front of her. The black and white chess pieces criss-crossed to check and balance each other. If she made a wrong move, she would be smashed to pieces.

Ming Anna thought about it and said, "Based on our current situation, it is not appropriate to expand the conflict with Slater's faction. We have exposed too much information about Holmes. Why don't we seek cooperation with Slater temporarily?"

The other party looked at her with his chin propped up, "It's not so much a contradiction caused by the different ideas of our two factions, it's better to say it's purely a problem between Slater and me."

"Slater has always wanted to bring her back, so I had to temporarily put her on Baker Street." Only there can be called safe, and Slater himself did not dare to act rashly there. "And I just hope she stays away from all this as much as possible."

"The existence of such a contradiction is destined to make our positions irreconcilable, so I can't reach a cooperation with him. Slater has done a lot of things to break the contract. I don't want to play integrity games with him."

"But..." Minna still frowned, "Aren't we really going to bring Colby back? His existence will be exposed a lot."

"And what does this have to do with Miss Krista?" Why did you say that Cecil suddenly packaged Colby nervously because of Krista?

Although she heard the rumors that Slater confessed to Christa, Anna didn't think it was out of liking, but out of malice.

After all, that lunatic Slater can do anything. One second he said he likes you, the next second he might screw your head off.

The more he said he liked it, the more he would do anything to destroy it.

The current situation has made her more and more confused, and Emma has almost completely lost the news.Slater, Holmes, and their three-way melee - Slater and they should have stood on the same line when facing Holmes,

"He has already appeared in front of Sherlock Holmes, so it's too late." The woman wrote lightly, "As for Christa... probably because Slater has always felt that she is the only one in this world. Same kind of guy as him."

She was reluctant to call the girl 'Krista'.

"If she hadn't left or returned in time, then they would indeed have become the same kind of person. Maybe the organization wouldn't be divided into two factions because of various conflicts."

The woman smiled.

"Unfortunately, she met Sherlock Holmes."

"At just the right time."

She took the last step of Baizi, and the ending came to an end.

It was broken to pieces.

... and die together.

The author has something to say: sleepy ~ update after waking up.