[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

Sherlock and Moriarty's joint indulgence of Knicks directly led to a very serious consequence.A few days later, Hypatia was once again so angry that she rushed out of the hospital to go prodigal. At night, when she was carrying several bags and wanted to take a shortcut back to the hospital, a guy shot her an anesthetic injection at the upstairs of the roadside. .

Although the anesthesia needle was fired from the back of the head, Hypatia barely heard the whistling wind when he was close, and avoided it by feeling, so he only scratched the skin.She dropped those bags, took out a pistol, held the gun in one hand, and reached for the phone in the bag with the other, pressed the shortcut key, and then pressed the speakerphone, and then stopped paying attention.Then, she took out a newly bought belt from the clothes bag on the ground.

The people upstairs were still trying to shoot anesthesia needles, but they were all knocked down by Hypatia with a belt. This belt is very flexible and easy to use force. The quality of Gucci products is really good.She shouted: "Who sent you here? Why did you attack me?"

No one responded and only fired the anesthesia needle again, but Hypatia had completely recovered, raised his hand thinking about where to fire, and fired a shot, followed by a scream, which seemed to be a hit .

She leaned against the wall and moved towards the hospital step by step. At this time, there was another attack from the tall building on the side of the wall in front of her, and this time it was a bullet. She jumped to the side and dodged it. The bullet, but the subsequent anesthesia needle couldn't dodge it. She felt a pain in her arm, and a needle of medicine had already entered her body.The medicine rushed to the brain along with the blood, she felt a little dizzy, and thought with a wry smile in her heart, it seems that she wanted to capture it alive, although she didn't understand the reason, but it was also a chance.As she thought about it, she raised her hand and fired steadily at the place where the bullet and anesthesia needle were fired just now, and there was another scream.

After dealing with the two people who had been peeping with long-range weapons in the dark, Hypatia pulled out the needle tube, tied the wound with a belt two centimeters from the heart, and continued walking against the wall.It seems that there is no one to stop her, but the medicine has irresistibly affected her mind and actions. Her thighs are weak and she can't stand upright. She can only kneel down and crawl forward. She thinks she has done her best. Trying to gallop forward, but really just squirming on the ground.

Seemingly only one step away from the main road, she closed her eyes unwillingly and fell into the uneasy darkness.But before she completely lost consciousness, she still clenched her fist tightly to prevent the ring on her hand from being taken off. She still remembered where the ring on her hand came from, and it probably had a built-in GPS global positioning system.

Moriarty, who was patiently waiting for the news in the hospital, looked at his phone and showed an excited and cold smile. Is it finally coming?

After Sherlock received the call from Hypatia, he only heard chaotic fighting and shouting, and jumped up from the bed in a hurry, scaring Dr. Watson.Dr. Watson asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hypatia is in distress." While talking, he called the National Security Bureau and said, "Check for me where this call was made." He turned on his computer and used GPS to check Hipatia. Ya's position was quickly determined, and after moving for a while, it was quickly fixed in place and no longer moved.Sherlock's face became stern, and the consequences of this point were not very good.

Either Hypatia died, or her cell phone was found and thrown away.Sherlock closed his eyes to cover the sadness and anxiety in them. When he opened them again, his eyes were cold. He called the San Francisco Police Department and said, "Go and have a look at this location."

Dr. Watson looked at Sherlock in astonishment, he was still sitting there, shouldn't he rush there sadly.

As if hearing the thoughts in Dr. Watson's head, Sherlock said: "It's useless, this is just next to a busy highway, and all traces left will soon disappear under the action of traffic flow. The only thing to be happy about is What's more, it's next to the highway after all." He said, calling up a surveillance video, and another one until it covered the entire computer.He still had problems, so he called directly and ordered the waiter very forcefully to bring over two more mobile phones.

Soon, there were three computers neatly placed on their beds, and Dr. Watson could see that these videos were all taken by road surveillance.Sherlock watched carefully while writing a few words on the paper.When the people from the National Security Bureau came over, he handed them a piece of paper and said: "National wanted, they are heading towards San Francisco Bay, and they should change ships later."

"How did you know?"

"There's no time to explain, let's go now." Sherlock said, put on a scarf, put on his coat and went out.

At the same time, Moriarty was still waiting very patiently. He checked his phone and began to close his eyes and fall asleep.

About half an hour later, there was no one in the ward, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor came from far to near.A tall, beautiful woman with black hair and black pupils opened the door and came in. She was wearing a Greek-style gown made of black gauze, and her hair was tied in a high bun. She wanted to move forward, but stopped, and licked her temples before passing , the long skirt dragged on the ground as if sliding.

She stepped forward and said with a sad smile: "Sir, I used to love you so much." She said she was going to touch Moriarty's face, but Moriarty grabbed her as soon as she stretched out her hand.

Moriarty opened his eyes and saw her like this, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said, "Alice, do you really think of yourself as a goddess when you dress up like this?" There was a bawdy comedy in a little theater I went to, with a very Greek title called The Ladies of the Woods.

Alice's face froze, and she hadn't had time to speak.He continued: "Do you think I can't do anything now? According to your expectations, I became a little bug that landed on your hands?"

"Isn't it? I've dealt with that little girl. She can't save you unless she's actually an elephant."

"Oh, is it another anesthesia needle? It's really boring. I told you not to learn from Irene Adler. Well, don't gossip, have you forgotten that there are always people willing to help me?"

"What?" Alice turned around in surprise when she heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Is Moran here?I do not know how?If it wasn't for Moran, how dare he trust others like this?Naturally, what she saw was not Colonel Moran carrying a gun, but Sherlock with a dark face.

She shouted in shock: "Sherlock Holmes! How could you come to help him?!"

Sherlock said with a dark face, "None of your business." He looked like he was restraining his urge to give her a fat beating, I don't hit women, I don't hit women... damn gentlemanly Bar!I'm going to try it out today.

She backed away in some panic, trying to control Moriarty or beg him for mercy, but she didn't notice Sherlock's mocking smile.

Moriarty picked up the crutch placed beside the bed, and hit her hard on the calf, causing her to scream in pain, and almost knelt down. Moriarty didn't intend to let her go, holding her The cane tapped and tapped on her knee until she did.

She knelt on the ground and said resentfully and sternly, "Sir, why are you being so cruel to me?"

"I thought I taught you how to be loyal to me," Moriarty said.

"My heart will always be true to you."

"Oh, your actions betray the words. Come on, my dear little Sherlock virgin, take this one to the police."

"Where is my sister?" Sherlock automatically ignored the "little virgin" and asked directly.

"You'll never know," cried Alice sharply. "She'll die on the high seas."

"Sherlock, do you have a pistol? Give her one."

"Are you sure you'll find it?" Sherlock pointed a gun at her, and she was silenced as if she had been strangled.

"Of course." Moriarty smiled, "Otherwise I won't let her take the risk. Help me up and give me the computer by the way."

Sherlock stepped forward, knocked Alice unconscious with a gun butt, tied her up, and asked, "Where is it?"

"In the drawer of the nightstand, thank you very much."

Sherlock checked the distance between the bedside table and Moriarty with his eyes, stepped forward to open the drawer and stuffed his hand with him. At this moment, he felt a little bit of Watson's mood when he was commanded by him.

He was very proficient in using GPS to find Hypatia's network. Sherlock saw it and asked, "You put GPS on my sister, where is it?"

"What do you think?" Moriarty said with a somewhat ambiguous look.

Go to hell!Sherlock cursed inwardly.

"It looks like it's really on the high seas, can you call in a helicopter?"

"Yes, I personally think you'd better tell me where she is, and I can go by myself."

"Of course not, how could I miss a chance to be a hero to save the beauty?" Moriarty sang happily.

Sherlock thought, my sister is not an idiot, if she can't think of being used as a bait, then she has lived for more than 20 years in vain.When the time comes, I'd love to see her whip you.

On the high seas 400 nautical miles away from San Francisco Bay, Hypatia woke up faintly. She first moved her limbs, her wrists were tied but not fixed, it felt like leather products, like cowhide that had been used more than once, her feet Still active.His body is chilly, he has no clothes on, and the bottom is made of silk. It seems that he has encountered some pervert playing with that m.

She opened her eyes after cursing in her heart that the guy who kidnapped her would go to hell.