[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

"Ah, sorry."

Moriarty's voice came from there, and then the sound of some objects being replaced was heard.

"gay."

Sherlock's voice was fast, but very clear.

After hearing Sherlock finished speaking, William heard Jasmine say in surprise, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, hello."

Sherlock's voice was still cold, even if William hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he could still imagine what his expression was like now.

"Forget it, I'll go," Moriarty sounded apologetic, "I'm always a little clumsy."

"Gold..." Jasmine was about to say something when she heard Moriarty interrupt her.

"I'll see you at Fox Restaurant later, six o'clock," Moriarty's voice straightened up with a smile, "Nice to meet you."

Then came the sound of footsteps and a door closing.

William thought the wine was over, but he didn't expect Jasmine's voice to appear inside again.

"Who are you calling gay? We're dating," Jasmine said in disbelief.

"The nourishment of love makes you very happy, and you have gained three pounds in the last week."

After Sherlock finished talking about his business, he heard Jasmine say silently, "Two pounds and a half."

"Three pounds."

Sherlock said affirmatively.

"Sherlock," Jasmine's voice seemed to be uncontrollable, she said loudly, "Who do you say is gay, why are you destroying it...he is not."

William didn't listen to the next words, because at this time, the suspected "radio" was making a "didi" sound, which was very rhythmic, like the countdown before the bomb exploded.

bomb?

William was stunned for a moment, and instantly remembered that the case this time was not the "Bomb Demon"?

Could it be that Moriarty wanted to blow him up in this car while his attention was on this "radio"?

Thinking of this, William glanced secretly at the still silent driver in front of him. He was motionless. If William could not hear his slight heartbeat, he might have thought this man was dead.

In the "radio", Sherlock's explanation has been finished, William listened to the subtle "didi" sound, and wanted to open the car door, but it was locked.

be cheated.

This has been a scam from the start!

When William thought of this, he was not afraid. He knew that as long as it was the last second, as long as he "teleported" out before that second, he would be fine.

"Moriarty wants to kill me?"

William said, his eyes on the motionless driver, talking.

The driver didn't answer.

"I don't want to be?"

William smiled, "I don't have that much time to wait for your answer, so I can only make you suffer."

As he said that, William said "cut the heart and bite the bone", and the driver felt unbearable pain instantly. He lay on the steering wheel and was about to curl himself up, but the space in the car was so small that he couldn't do it at all.Within a few seconds, sweat had seeped into his clothes, but he still gritted his teeth fiercely, and refused to speak.

"I'm afraid it's too late."

William said, looking at the "radio" in his hand, and laughed. After two "teleports", William threw the "radio" into the ocean and returned to the car. seconds of time.

William sat quietly, the driver in front had already passed out from the pain, but Moriarty still didn't appear.

William didn't move, he was waiting, waiting for Moriarty's notification.

Indeed, notifications.

The purpose of Moriarty's actions is obvious, and there are only two.

One is to kill William, because Moriarty is afraid of William's power; the second is probably to see William's ability, because he is not clear about William's ability.

Sure enough, within a minute of William, Moriarty's voice came from the roof of the car. His voice was very pleasantly surprised, as if he had discovered some secret.

"I thought you were an ordinary wizard, but I didn't expect you to look much better than them."

"Looks like you've seen a wizard."

William said.

"I've seen it before, you know, for people like me who believe in science, how unacceptable this kind of non-scientific thing is, but fortunately, wizards are very rare, and they hardly walk around here," Mo Riati said, with nostalgia in her tone, "I once saw a wizard, of course, his ability is not as good as yours, and then he was blown to pieces in front of me."

Moriarty said, his tone seemed extremely excited, "Please don't get me wrong, I didn't have the ability to kill wizards at that time, I just accidentally broke into a dilapidated house, where I saw two wizards talking to each other You don't even know the scene of carnage, but that incident is really like a dream to me!"

As if with a dreamlike tone, Moriarty continued, "Since then, I have been very curious about creatures like wizards. They are also human beings, so why do they use magic?"

"Sorry, if I'm not mistaken, you really call it magic, right?" Moriarty said with a very inquiring spirit, "I did some research, and every wizard is exactly the same as a human being, without any change. , However, when I was in the brain, I discovered a special substance, which is very subtle, if I hadn't accidentally seen it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have discovered it until now."

"What you want to talk about is your scientific research results?"

William didn't pay attention to Moriarty's words. To him, even if Moriarty artificially created a wizard, he would not be surprised at all.

"Oh no, of course not."

Moriarty said regretfully, "Then let's get back to the topic."

"You must help Sherlock," Moriarty said.

"Didn't you already guess this matter?" William said.

"I don't want to be your enemy,"

Moriarty suddenly said, "If you want to kill me, it will be easy, and I never joke with my own life."

"I will not get involved in the war between you and Sherlock, provided that you don't touch my bottom line," William said, "Of course, I can advise you to stop your wizard research project, otherwise you will not be punished." Wanted by the National Association of Wizards."

"The Association of Magicians?"

It was obviously the first time for Moriarty to hear about this association. He was stunned for a moment, obviously with a sense of "so that's it", "It's really good to know that abnormal people are related to the government... As for you suggestion, I will consider it."

That's all William said. He stretched out his hand to pull the door, and said "shattered bones", causing the entire car door to shatter and turn into debris.

"I hope we don't see each other next time, Mr. Moriarty."

William said, got out of the car door, turned around and walked towards Baker Street, bought a lock on the road, and brought it back.

When Sherlock returned home, Aunt Hudson had already returned. She looked at William and asked with concern, "Will, I heard that there was an explosion across the way. It's really terrible! Fortunately, we are fine here."

"That's true," William said with a smile, "By the way, Aunt Hudson, something knocked the lock in the basement just now, and I bought a new one."

William said, explaining to Aunt Hudson why he picked the lock, and gave Aunt Hudson the key.

"Oh, it's just horrible!"

Aunt Hudson said, with a worried expression on her face, "I really don't know what happened to that 'Bomb Demon'."

"He must be bored, like Sherlock."

After William finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "It's like Ultraman fighting a little monster, the two are always indispensable."

"Will, what are you talking about?" Aunt Hudson looked at William suspiciously and said, "Why can't I understand."

"It's nothing."

William said, looking at his watch, "Watson and Sherlock will be back in a while, I think we should prepare some dinner."

"That's right, they definitely don't have time to eat in this world, so I'll do it right away." Aunt Hudson said, entering the kitchen with great interest.

Aunt Hudson was cooking, and William continued to read the newspaper in the living room. He accidentally read an interesting report at the bottom of the newspaper: A guide dog saves the blind owner.

The specific content is that a 12-year-old girl was blinded in a car accident. Her parents bought her a guide dog. He wanted to kill the little girl, but was bitten by the little girl's guide dog. The thief killed the guide dog in a rage, but the little girl was rescued by the neighbor because of this time.

I don't know if Earl D saw the news.

As William thought, he heard the door open.

"Hey, Sherlock, Watson, how are you doing?"

William turned his head and greeted the two of them.

"It was great at first, but now it's in trouble."

As Watson spoke, he explained to William what they had achieved and their difficulties.

They already knew that the owner of the shoe was a teenager named Carl 12 years ago, but they already knew what the "Bomb Demon" was trying to tell them.

"It's a pity, do you want some dinner?"

William said, looking at Sherlock.

"No, I'm going up to look up some information." Sherlock said, and hurried upstairs.

"Watson?"

William turned his attention to Watson again.

"Oh, no, thank you, I'll go help Sherlock."

After Watson finished speaking, he greeted William and went upstairs.

Seeing this, William sighed and followed upstairs.

"I think with one more person, at least there will be more opportunities."

William said, walked to the sofa next to Sherlock and sat down, looked at the documents on the table, and said, "Are you looking for the documents about Carl at that time?"

Sherlock didn't look up, and ignored it.

William shrugged and looked at Watson, who was reading the text message. His expression was a little bad at this time.

"Why Watson?"

"It's a text from Sherlock's brother Mycroft."

Watson said, glanced at Sherlock, "Ask how things are going."