Silent guardian

It turned out that the really terrible things had never happened to her, and all the things that happened before were just appetizers.

James is not a viper, but a devil, a devil who can take everything from you.

Now, no matter what she does is superfluous, no one can understand the power of suspicion better than her, it is like a snowflake that cannot be recognized by the naked eye, brewing overnight can create an avalanche that will destroy the world.

In the future, he will repeat the same tricks, destroying Sherlock's reputation and driving him to such a desperate situation that he has to use suspended animation to solve this matter.The same plot, different time, but she didn't have the good luck to choose to die, because what she was facing was Sherlock, who could see through everything with a single glance.

Unless, she really died.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." James raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand. "It's almost time. Watson should be out of the operating room soon."

Watson!

Mora was startled, and ran out, but as soon as she reached the door, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she stopped immediately.

"Your plot is not over yet." She turned to look at him, "Next I will rush into Watson's ward, and knock down the medical staff, only to be caught by Sherlock who is waiting by the side. Human or murder? At that time, I will have a thousand mouths and I won’t be able to tell.”

"Correct solution!" James was ecstatic, he was very happy for Mora's intelligence, and snapped his fingers happily, "then they will find that the medical staff injected glucose into Watson's medicine bottle, and the murderer who shot Watson It's the eyeliner you planted in the homeless man - Billy Wiggins, and he will confess everything, including you paying for his speakers, asking him to find 'Gem', asking him to contact Black Lotus Hall, Contact the taxi driver."

"At that time, with the addition of Watson's call records, all this is a drama that I directed and acted on my own. What James? What bomber? What Kim Moriarty? It's just a lurker beside Sherlock Agent Mora."

James opened his arms like a falcon trying to fly.

An intoxicated smile appeared on his face, "At that time, you will fall like an angel with broken wings, falling from a thousand miles high, and land in front of Sherlock with a bang!"

Human life is very fragile, and sometimes no weapon is needed, and a person's life can be taken away in an instant with just one hand.

Mora stretched out his hands and put them on both sides of the nurse's cheeks, twisted it lightly, and the cervical vertebra snapped apart like bamboo shoots.

Watson lay there quietly, with a respirator on his face, and the electrocardiogram was going up and down.

She casually threw the body aside and walked towards the hospital bed.

She reached out to help him connect the plug on the respirator, and a cold thing fell on her back.

"do not move."

The entire ward was crowded with more than a dozen special police officers, the leader was Lestrade, and Demo, who was once satirized by Mora, while Sherlock stood a little further away, staring at the door of the ward , I don't know what I'm thinking.

The door was opened, and Mora in black came out.

"I really didn't expect it." Di Mo stepped forward, took out the handcuffs and clasped Mo La's hands, "We actually met in such a situation."

Mo La turned a deaf ear to Di Mo's sarcasm, her expression was very calm, her gaze swept across the crowd, and she looked at Sherlock who was standing alone, eagerly looking forward to something.

A doctor came out of the ward. He glanced at Mora with horror, "The nurse's neck was broken and she died on the spot. The patient's respirator was removed. Fortunately, it didn't take long and there was no fatal effect. "

Lestrade stepped forward, pushed Dimo ​​aside, and took out an arrest warrant, "Jasmine Amber, we are formally arresting you for intentional homicide."

Fortunately, they arrived, and Mora was relieved, otherwise, Watson would have died in front of them without knowing it.

Sherlock walked over, and Maura stared at him, feeling every step on her heart.She didn't care about the approval of the law she was about to accept, but she cared about Sherlock, whose distrust would directly sentence her to death.

He stopped in front of Maura, then glanced at Lestrade, who nodded silently, and then turned his gaze to Maura.

"I just want to ask you a few words." His expression was very serious, and his lips were tightly pursed.

"You ask."

"Do you know Kim Moriarty?"

"I know." Mo La nodded and replied sincerely, "But I have never seen his real appearance."

"You killed James?"

"Do you believe it?" She stared closely at those calm eyes, as if trying to see something from them, but in the end, there was nothing.

"All the evidence points to you, Maura," he said.

"I have no choice." Mora said in Russian, "For you, even if I hurt myself, I am willing."

She could only answer this way, she couldn't involve the Queen in this matter, that was her last hole card.

Sherlock's eyes flashed, he was silent for a while, and then nodded thoughtfully.

Mora laughed suddenly, Sherlock would never feel unfamiliar with that smile, this was the second time he had seen it.

Like blood dripping into milk, red and white blend, vivid and extreme.

Mora broke free from the handcuffs extremely lightly, hit the SWAT policeman standing on her left with her right elbow, and took the pistol around Lestrade's waist with her left hand, and she dodged and clasped Sherlock's hands backwards, pointing the gun at his forehead.

Her speed is too fast, between fire and light, she has succeeded.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and the first reaction of the special police officers was to aim their guns at Mora, and Lestrade immediately shouted, "Don't shoot!"

Mora dragged Sherlock back to the ward behind her quickly, there was a bout of bumps, and she didn't know how many medical vessels and medicinal materials were knocked down, and she didn't stop until her back touched the window.

Mora said softly, "Sorry, pointing a gun at you like this."

Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, and his tone was relaxed, "It really doesn't feel good, but it's okay."

Mora laughed softly, and approached his ear ambiguously, "Please believe me, I have never begged others so much in my life, but this time, I beg you to believe me once, Sherlock."

Mora felt that she was being crushed on the guillotine, with a shining switch knife hanging above her head, and Sherlock was the referee sitting on the stage, and his attitude would determine her life and death.

Sherlock didn't look back, he felt Maura trembling, not because of nervousness, but because of fear. Once upon a time, she had never shown such fear when facing James' muzzle.

He once thought that he was not human because he couldn't understand the feelings of normal people, but this time, he felt it.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate, the two armies confronted each other, and no one dared to act rashly.

Until, Mora felt Sherlock's movement, and his thumb moved slightly.

Mora wept with joy, and almost wanted to hug Sherlock, but she held back, and just put her lips close to his ear, and said softly, "Thank you."

That posture was extremely ambiguous, in the eyes of everyone, it was Chi Guoguo's flirting!

Dimo, who had long held grudges against Mo La, twitched his eyebrows and yelled angrily, "You'd better hurry up and catch him, or I'll shoot you!"

Mo La narrowed her eyes and said disdainfully, "Then you can try."

Di Mo pulled the trigger, and with a "bang!", the glass behind Mora shattered.

"Demo!" Lestrade couldn't help scolding, worried about Sherlock, "What are you doing? The hostage is still in her hands."

Di Mo gave him a blank look, as if saying, you are blind, didn't you see the two flirting?How could she possibly hurt her lover?

Taking advantage of the moment Lestrade yelled, Mora stuffed a note into Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock accepted it calmly, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do now?"

Mo La blinked, "Guess!"

Then she pushed Sherlock towards Lestrade's direction, and with a little footstep, a fish jumping through the dragon gate turned out from the glass window behind her.