Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

It's just that, no matter from the point of view of negotiations or Bucky's behavior, there is no actual useful information.

The situation of Baki and Ai Miye was different, and Baki's way of restoring memory may not be suitable for Ai Miye.

After realizing this, the fake smile on Sherlock's face disappeared in some intuitive form.

Ai Mi Ye: "..." Sure enough, after losing its usefulness, she didn't even want to maintain a smirk.

Time passed quickly and it was game day.

The three of them came to the arena according to the game time. Before they arrived, a lot of people had gathered in the arena, not all of them came to the match, but there were also many spectators.

The first part is divided into three competitions, aiming to test professional knowledge. The first competition is more biased towards common sense knowledge, and not many people will be eliminated.

And this first link, with Sherlock around, is at least half done.

As it got closer to the start of the game, people began to get restless, and many people had already started cheering in advance.

It's not such an important game, everyone is holding an attitude of focusing on participation, and there is no exciting and harsh plot.

But Ai Miye likes this place very much, and likes the simple atmosphere here, at least from the time the policeman Evan finds out that she has no criminal record, he can know that there are no criminals here, otherwise Evan will be too busy to find her faults .

Coincidentally, Evan and his friends also participated in this game.

Once on the field, Evan saw Ai Mi Ye's figure from a distance.

He completely forgot his perfunctory attitude when he stopped her, and turned over the debate in the court. He trotted to her, smiled a little shyly, "Hi, Ai Miye."

Before she could answer, the curly-haired man glanced at him, his sharp eyes as if X-rays had penetrated him.

Evan felt a little uncomfortable and stood up silently.

The dark-haired girl glanced at Sherlock, beckoning him not to show off his reasoning skills.

"Hi, officer." She pursed her lips and smiled, "It's a coincidence that I can see you here too."

Before Evan could speak again, there was a sudden commotion on the side.

The screams of the crowd spread suddenly, like a bomb suddenly rolled up on the bare ground, the impact stimulated people's nerves, and the screams were frightening.

Evan and his colleagues rushed into the crowd and took control of the scene.

Ai Miye stood stiffly in place, everything around her began to slow down, the decibels of people's screams were lowered, and what she saw gradually faded away.

The sounds of breathing and heartbeat were amplified, and dizziness hit her.

Suddenly falling into a warm embrace, she blinked and saw Sherlock's flustered face.

He was talking, but she couldn't hear him.

The dizziness is getting stronger and stronger.

The white mist approached little by little and spread until it completely filled her field of vision, and she couldn't see anything anymore.

A white mist, she walked in the fog, time seemed to slow down, no matter how she walked, there was still white mist around her.

So she sat down and waited for the white mist to dissipate.

But she didn't wait until the white mist cleared, she heard a voice.

"Los Angeles is still New York. Judging from your slight expression changes, it's obviously New York. You come here to rent a house with extraordinary clothes. You don't bring too much luggage. You won't live for a long time. Your clothes match reveals your class. You brought Color contact lenses and blonde hair, you want to hide your identity."

She recognized the voice, it was Sherlock's.

Then, she heard her own voice.

"gentlemen?"

"Nobles with obvious distinguishing features in eyes and hair color are rare. They suffer from albinism and just flew over from the United States. It is obvious that Aimiya Kailin is the youngest daughter of the Kailin family."

The white mist slowly dissipated, and she saw a room.

The layout of the room is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

She saw her figure, and saw herself standing in front of Sherlock.

Seeing myself say, "Ah, very good reasoning. You are very good, Mr. Holmes."

The sharp voice pierced the scene in front of him, and the white mist reappeared, covering the eyes.

The roar grew louder.

Sherlock held Aimiya's pulse tightly, and her heart rate rose sharply.

From her experience, the scene of a large accident mixed with the screams of the crowd will easily resonate with her past, and the most harm to her caused by past criminals is-any chaos she has at the scene will give her Highly suggestive.

She'll think the mess is her fault, she'll think the blame is on her.

Because too much chaos and death happened around her, and the murders she experienced in her childhood, those criminals satisfied their desires by torturing her mentally.

As for the mental torture, Xi Ruier couldn't control it. He controlled the murderer, he could only control the murderer not to attack Ai Miye, but he couldn't control the murderer not to torture her.

Sherlock was distracted to look at the accident scene in the distance, the car accident, there were casualties.

Unlike the serial murders that Ai Miye experienced in the past, he lowered his head to look into her slack eyes.

Suddenly, more violent screams came from the crowd.

A man in a red uniform got out of the car and walked towards Ai Mi Ye step by step.

The man came bouncing over, covered his face with his hands, and was very excited, "God, I didn't expect to meet my brother's sweetheart here, oh, is this a surprise?"

Bucky frowned, and stood in front of Ai Miye.

The man in the red uniform stopped bouncing around, and he asked in surprise, "Don't let me meet my sweetheart? Really? Wow, don't blame me for not reminding you, I won't pay for your doctor's appointment."

Seeing Bucky standing in front of him, Sherlock left here with the unconscious Aimi Ye in his arms.

The man suddenly pulled out the samurai/knife behind him, and looked at Bucky very quickly, every knife was a fatal attack.

Bucky blocked the man's knife with his metal arm, and there was a sound of metal hitting, and the man was shocked, "Wow, man, you have a metal arm? You are hotter than those bikini-wearing beauties standing on the beach. "

Bucky didn't speak, he just defended and didn't attack. He was stalling for time, waiting for Sherlock to bring Aimi Ye to a safe area.

The man obviously knew this too, so he kept trying to make a quick decision, and also tried to get out of the battle and go to Aimi Ye.

boom--!

The gunshot rang out, and the man was even more shocked, "You're playing tricks?! Damn, I just use a knife as a weapon, but you use a gun!"

knife?

I don't know who would describe Edman Wu / Shi / Dao as a small knife.

The bullet passed through his wrist, and he looked up to see the hole in his clothes, "Damn, I have another job tonight, brother, do you know that sewing is a skilled job? Huh?"

He moved much faster than before, and Bucky's bullet never hit him again.

The fighting skills of the two are comparable, one has the ability to heal itself, and the other has a metal arm.

I thought the fight would continue forever.

Until, a tentative voice sounded, "Deadpool?"