[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

"Mrs. Holmes, here is your letter."

"Thank you."

Cecilia took the envelope, opened the envelope for a while, turned around, a man in a black windbreaker came over with a paper bag, his eyes fell on the envelope she was holding, and a second later, he said, "A letter Courtship letter from Norway, three days ago you improvised the violin and made him fall in love with you at first sight."

He clicked his tongue, "Derek Evan, he is now number one on Norway's most wanted list."

Cecilia: "..."

"Are you bored?" After she knew it was a courtship letter, she lost interest and casually threw it into the paper bag Sherlock was holding.

"This is Dennis' severed arm."

"..."

"Who is Dennis?"

"An English man who accosted you at the hotel last week."

"..."

After seeing her expression, Sherlock patiently explained, "He was involved in a murder case."

"You are his seventh target. He is doing well on the road of crime. Every victim's death scene is full of artistic sense. Originally, you will be the pinnacle of his criminal history. He will make you the best A perfect work of art."

"...Thank you for your explanation, it comforts me."

Cecilia stepped forward and took his hand, and then pressed the elevator. The silver elevator door slowly opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of it. Cecilia didn't look carefully, she turned to look at Sherlock.

Suddenly, Sherlock's expression changed.

Before she had time to look at the man in the suit and leather shoes, a pair of hands full of gunpowder smoke covered her mouth and nose, and then a force quickly pulled her back. The hand that was originally holding Sherlock became painful, and she had to Don't let go.

The neck touched the cold metal, and the distance was too close, the strong smell of gunpowder smoke was very obvious.

The man's laughter is crazy, mixed with twists of despair, hatred for the whole world, mixed with wanton destruction.

"You love her very much, don't you?" His eyes were red, like a beast that was cornered.

He took out another knife and pointed it at her fatal spot together with the gun.

Sherlock remained silent, staring at Cecilia, her skin trembled subconsciously at the cold weapon.

Cecilia was traveling with Sherlock, and she didn't have a weapon on her body.

She raised her hand to touch the muzzle of the gun against her, and there was still warmth.

boom--!

The man in the suit fell to the ground.

Cecia smelled the gunpowder smoke, "Tsk, garbage."

Sherlock: "..."

She dropped the gun, stepped over the man's body, and came to Sherlock, taking his hand again.

"You were worried about me just now? This low-level criminal has nothing at all..."

"This low-level criminal just held a gun to your carotid artery."

"I promise there will be no next time, I won't die anyway, Sherlock, don't worry."

"Your pledge is as useless as that low-level criminal."

"But I just protected myself."

"If you protect yourself, you don't put yourself in danger."

"Well, it's all my fault, okay?"

Cecia let go of his hand and walked forward angrily.

The next second, she fell into a cold embrace.

"It was my mistake." His curly hair touched her face, itching a little, and she flinched involuntarily.

"It is my duty to protect you, ma'am," he said.

She turned and looked up at him.

There is hidden love in those eyes.

"Sherlock..." She tiptoed and kissed him.

"Hell is also rampant with you."

Sherlock.

Even if it is hell.

I am also willing to accompany you rampant.

The shadows of the two people gradually moved away, the wind by the sea was flying in a vast blue sky, and the seagulls flapped their wings, flying higher and higher, as if they were going to fly to the end of the boundless.

The author has something to say: the next world gay girl?Or is it my little plum?Doctor Strange will definitely not write, oh yes, I forgot the professor