[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

"Honey, you didn't say this at the beginning..." Moran said softly to Anthea, "We agreed that I would hunt something for dessert on the wedding night, not to make our wedding banquet someone else's dessert What on earth is Sherlock Holmes planning?"

"Which one are you talking about?" Anthea glanced at him, and slowly opened the zipper on the waist side under the table with one hand, and took out a silver pistol from the inner lining of the skirt, " My dear, you'd better leave that to Mr. Moriarty...my one is a bit more powerful."

"Of course it's Mycroft, I don't believe he hasn't left behind." Moran took the pistol and secretly handed it to Moriarty, "Thanks, dear, but I'm still used to using my own pistol. ...Boss?"

Moriarty lowered his head and smiled at him, took the pistol, unabashedly tossed it in his hand, and then slammed it on the table!

There was a loud bang, and the eyes of the two groups of people who were facing each other were all attracted.Moriarty raised his hands with a cynical smile: "Sorry, guys, but are you not good at counting? I read seventeen names, and there are only thirteen people here..."

He stopped talking meaningfully, hooked the trigger with his little finger, and the pistol began to spin on the table.

The female killer seemed to have never heard of it, and looked at her opponent: "Either convince me, or give me evidence, why don't you call Magnussen?"

"Because you are the one who needs to prove it, not us." The killer with a hoarse voice said, slowly moving his position, "We are just mercenaries, and it is enough to do things with money."

"Tom, he said there are four more..." A killer reminded him in a low voice, "Are we..."

Several crisp gunshots rang out suddenly, and the killer who sounded the reminder and the other three fell down one after another.The female killer decisively pulled the trigger, but in the next second there was a blood hole on her forehead... The scene fell into chaos, screams rang out from time to time, and the guests began to flee in all directions.Moran slid under the long table and looked at Anthea in dismay: "That's not what we agreed on!"

"It's as if we had agreed on something!" Anthea unzipped the zipper, took off the wedding dress that was in the way, and pulled out a pistol from the inner lining of the short skirt, "They are obviously here for Moriarty ! You never told me he would be at the wedding too!"

"How did I know he'd be my best man! I thought he'd just hang out with the crowd for a drink or something!"

"Yeah, you don't even dare to mention it! So what the hell is he planning!?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with your boss' good brother!"

"What? So his purpose is actually to lure Magnussen? Are you crazy, Sebastian! These killers are clearly prepared! They already knew that Moriarty was here!"

"But BOSS, he never puts himself in danger! Unless he... wait?"

Moran grabbed Moriarty's trouser leg: "BOSS!! You used my wedding as bait!!?"

Moriarty lowered his head and showed an innocent smile: "No, I just used myself as bait. Don't you think this gunshot march is great, Sebas? It fits your and Jindy's identities too well! "

Moran was going crazy: "...but you ruined my wedding!!!"

"You ruined my first best man experience!" Moriarty kicked him, "Do what you do best, I remember your crutches are still in the showroom... Anthea, you Go to Mycroft and tell him to take it easy and I'll take care of everything."

Anthea looked at him in disbelief: "You actually want us to believe you?"

Moriarty said quietly: "Sherlock asked you to believe me... Otherwise, do you have other choices?"

After a few seconds of silence, the newlyweds escaped under the cover of the table and went about their own business.

Mycroft was furious as hell, but there was nothing he could do about Moriarty.Anyway, in order to get Sherlock, it is not the first time that the two of them have made a deal.Considering that Moriarty's reputation in this regard was quite good, Mycroft had no choice but to let his men stand still temporarily, pretending to retreat, and sending a team upstairs to meet his brother.

Now it seems that they stumbled into Moriarty's comeback plan by mistake, but Mycroft never believed that it had nothing to do with Sherlock... Sherlock said that he knew Moriarty and that they went through it together Lovers who have gone through many hardships, Mycroft originally only regarded this as his brother's delirium after taking drugs, but now it seems very likely to be true... No matter when they fell in love, this Moriarty is Where did it come from, if their relationship was really as close as Sherlock said, Sherlock would definitely guess what Moriarty might do!He specifically mentioned Moran, not to protect Mary, but to draw out Moriarty!

A kind of melancholy that couldn't be controlled by my brother came to my heart for a moment, Mycroft sighed, bent down, and retreated upstairs with the agent who was protecting him closely.

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For this day's reunion, Sherlock made many plans in advance, but he didn't expect that Moriarty had so many enemies... The strangest thing is that they all seem to recognize Sherlock, and they all want to kill him to death.Killed the doctor and the nurse, killed the nurse and the maid, and after killing the maid, came a fake security guard. After he finally dragged his half-disabled body to get everything done, he finished his appearance in front of the mirror. There was a gunshot... Sherlock tore off his bow tie angrily, unbuttoned a few buttons, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, pulled out two scalpels from the tattered pillow, and was about to go out - he still had to To steal Mycroft's notebook!

However, as soon as he opened the door, he ran into the muzzles of two black holes-holes.Sherlock raised his hand obediently, and quietly stuffed the scalpel into his lower back: "—Who are you? Where is the doctor you promised? I was injured, seriously injured! They said they would find a doctor for me!"

He spoke old French so awkwardly that the visitor did not understand it.After looking at each other, one person moved his gun and walked in from him, while the other pointed his gun at his head: "We hope you stay here honestly, sir, so that we don't accidentally injure innocent people, understand ?"

The person who entered the room let out a cry of surprise and began to kick open the door of the apartment.Sherlock clutched his chest decisively and fell down, groaning in pain.The mercenary hesitantly kicked Sherlock's stomach. Sherlock suddenly grabbed his trouser leg and lifted his upper body with force. The scalpel accurately pierced into his thigh artery!

The mercenary lowered his head in disbelief, subconsciously preparing to shoot, but Sherlock had already stood up, and raised his elbow to give him a critical blow.The mercenary fell down with a muffled grunt. Sherlock picked up his gun and exhaled, "Oh, I suggest you focus on taking care of your thigh. There are medicine kits and bandages next to it. You're welcome."

His accomplice had already noticed something was wrong, and rushed out with a gun.However, when he came out, Sherlock had disappeared, only the mercenary was sitting on the ground, pinching the blood vessels with his hands with difficulty: "Tom, help me...no!"

There was a soft sound like a bird's song, and there was a sharp pain in Tom's side.He fell down with his eyes wide open, and Sherlock stepped over the corpse indifferently and walked out the door.

He has lived in the Middle Ages for more than 20 years and has long been used to killing.What's more, some people are really unlucky, and Sherlock is in the moment when he needs to save his energy... So, in order to be safe, he can only kill directly.

Sherlock and Mycroft met at the corner of the corridor.Seeing that there was no one behind Sherlock, Mycroft was a little surprised: "Is it safe here?"

Sherlock dropped the gun in his hand: "It's safe."

Mycroft wanted to say something, but held back: "Be careful with your injuries, I don't want to be nagged by my parents because of your injuries when I go home for Christmas... Also, after today, I hope you Explain to me about Moriarty, MI[-] has been following the progress of your mission, but they didn't realize that you had any contact with Moriarty..."

A smile crept across Sherlock's face.Mycroft walked past him and patted him on the shoulder: "Be careful, my brother."

"Are you going to leave from the roof?" Sherlock shrugged. "Helicopter? That's a good idea, but I suggest you wait a bit, because I'm not sure Magnussen will come by car."

"Won't leave you behind. Follow, Sherlock."

Sherlock took the notebook bag from Anthea casually: "I know, but what about Jim?"

"Let him face the enemies he's made!" Mycroft said with anger.

Sherlock walked behind, gradually falling further and further away.The agent behind him couldn't help urging him to step up a little.When walking up the stairs, Sherlock suddenly grabbed the bag and swung it sideways, slapping him off the steps.The agent fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, before getting up in time, Sherlock made another hand knife, took out a mobile phone from his waist, and dialed Magnussen's number.

"Come on, Bluebeard," he said softly, "I'm still waiting for the hero to save the beauty!"

The phone is on.

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It is estimated that it will end in a few chapters, and then there will be two or three chapters. The rhythm of these chapters will be more intense, so it will be hotter every day by the end~

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