My brother is so fierce

Croft was helped in like a defeated rooster, wrecked Milverton's car and had to limp to apologize.

With this level of cousin relationship, Milverton would not really do anything to his cousin other than scolding him.

It was just because the beggar he planned to arrange last time turned his back on the water and burned most of the documents he threatened others, but he was not caught in the end. He knew it was Moriarty's order, but he had no reason to take revenge in a fair manner. .

Milverton could only smash his teeth and swallow it in. It was fine if there was no one who could help, and he also had a younger brother who didn't live up to expectations.

Croft sat on the chair and looked at his injured leg, and couldn't help talking about what happened in the hospital like pouring beans. Milverton didn't have the heart to listen to his long-winded words, but when he heard Morley When Artie joined, she raised her eyes and glanced at him.

The eyes of the silver-haired youth stared at his prey like cold snakes, and Croft shuddered: "Cousin, cousin?"

"Say what you just said again."

Croft didn't know why, but he repeated it honestly. Milverton bent his eyes, and although there was a smile on his face, his eyes didn't mean the same thing.

"Miss Maggie?"

He adjusted his sitting posture, hugging his arms and leaning against the back of the chair. Milverton showed his snow-white teeth, as if a hunter saw his prey about to step into a trap, flashing greedy and calculating eyes: "Blonde hair and red eyes?"

Croft leaned forward and asked curiously, "Cousin, how do you know?"

Milverton glanced at him and said nothing.

Croft felt embarrassed, coughed twice and stopped asking.

The silver-haired man crossed his fingers in front of him. He narrowed his eyes looking at the turbulent river outside the villa. It turned out that he had found someone...

At Moriarty Manor—

Ever since it was found out that Croft and Milverton, who had struck up a conversation with Maggie, were cousins, William's nerves became tense.

The matter of bringing her back could not be delayed any longer, at least they could still protect her under their noses in their home, not to mention [-]% safe, but at least it was better than her living in such a defenseless house.

He sent a telegram to Dr. Sheila and Dr. Tuckers. He learned that he had an appointment at the hospital at 09:30 this morning. He took his coat from the hanger and hurried into the carriage to leave.

This time, the driver was not the previous groom. The bronze-skinned young man driving the carriage was named Moran. He was a good gun and an excellent sniper.

"Fred was by her side yesterday, William." Moran comforted William in his own way. His sleeves had been rolled up to the elbows, revealing tight muscles, and the black leather gloves were tightly grasping the reins. After waiting for a long time, he didn't get William's reply. When he looked back, William, who had always been calm and gentle, as their guide who had always strategized, now looked slightly cold. This was the first time Moran saw William like this.

He said he was sullen, but from the clenched fists on his knees, Moran could see the fear that did not belong to this genius mathematics professor.

This was completely beyond Moran's imagination, and made him aware of another fact - how important the girl named Maggie was to William.

He drove the carriage even harder, chasing him as fast as he could on the street.

Wellington Hospital was some distance away from Moriarty Manor. When they arrived there, William almost rushed out of the carriage. The superficial calm he had maintained in those years was completely broken. He was terrified, afraid that Maggie would once again... leave him.

Moran caught up with him and grabbed him. The nurse looked at William, who had lost his grace, in surprise, and stepped aside to expose his body to the hospital gate.

William panted softly. He wasn't running because the sun shone on his face, making his eyes dazzled. He lowered his head and looked at the lightless road in front of him that was covered by the shadow of the hospital. He slowed down the movement of raising his legs.

"William!" Moran let go of his hand. He knew how strong William's self-control was, and his voice slowed down, "Go in."

Dr. Tuckers ushered in William, who had a bad face. It was originally requested by the Moriarty family that Sheila and him joined forces to let Miss Maggie come to the hospital for an examination. Although he can't say how experienced he is, but It won't be too big of a mistake.

He got up: "Your Excellency Moriarty..."

"Is she here?" William looked around.

"Miss Maggie?" Tuckers felt that he had said something nonsense, and he pointed to the examination room outside the door, "She lost her memory due to a head bump, and yesterday's examination needs to be done again..."

William turned and strode away.

Moran nodded to the doctor: "Thank you."

"This is what I should do." Dr. Tuckers didn't ask what happened, they just needed to see a doctor. Sometimes you can listen less to the secrets among nobles, otherwise it will easily lead to death .

Moran followed William's figure and walked out. The door of the examination room was closed. William stood at the door and waited for a while. A nurse came out from inside. In William's sight, there was only the red light from the examination machine in the room. He wanted to go in, but the nurse stopped him: "Sir, family members cannot go in."

"Is the one checking inside a blonde girl?" William withdrew his hand, his eyes burning brightly.

The nurse was stunned, and she glanced at the medical record in her hand: "Yes, sir, it's Miss Maggie Adler."

"Okay, thank you." William closed the door. In an instant, his usual gentleness and humility returned to his face. After the nurse left, Moran began to look for Fred's whereabouts.

William sat on the bench outside, and the time had never felt so long to him.The blond-haired, blue-eyed woman sitting next to her greeted William with a smile: "Your Excellency Moriarty, we meet again."

Only then did William realize that Irene Adler was also here.

"Miss Adler," William nodded, every move he showed was elegant and gentle, and Irene smiled coquettishly, "So you still remember me..."

Her eyes were scrutinizing, "Or, are you paying too much attention to my sister?"

She moved her stiletto-heeled feet, "I came here this time just to see who kind-hearted person gave my sister a free full-body examination in a noble private hospital... Now it seems that you are right .”

William stared at Irene, his eyes were not full of intimacy like other noble men, when he stared at a person like this, it was far more terrifying than those malicious eyes.

"You're a smart person, Miss Adler." William smiled lightly, leaning on the bench in his navy blue coat. "I lost my sister before. Her name is Maggie."

Irene also restrained her smile. She looked at the red nails she had just made, not to be outdone, and her soft and charming voice lingered in William's ear: "Do you have evidence?"

There were screams from downstairs, and the two people on the bench looked serious, got up and went to the window to watch.

The teenager who was about Maggie's age was attacked straight back. That was the Fred that Moran was talking about. He didn't have the energy to see his partner there. The strong man with the metal mask on his face almost brute force Fred drew closer.

Without even thinking about it, William rushed to the examination room.

It was locked inside, and there was no response when knocking on the door.He gritted his teeth, tasted the strong bloody smell in his mouth, raised his foot and kicked open the door of the examination room. The doctor was knocked out, and Maggie disappeared.

Erin rummaged around in the examination room: "How could it be..."

"Maggie!"

William picked up from the examination table the candle-sealed letter on which was written—To William James Moriarty

"I believe you already know my identity. I will be waiting for you at Brighton's coastal villa at ten o'clock tomorrow. In order to show your sincerity, please come alone."

There was also a tuft of clipped blonde hair stuck to the front of the envelope.

dark sea sky

The waves crashed against the rock wall, and Maggie sat in the corner of the room without saying a word.

Said it was a room, it was more like an office, the silver-haired man stared at her boredly with his chin resting on his jaw, no matter from which angle he looked at it, he was completely different from William who made his teeth itch with hatred.

Her whole body is full of the words weak and small, and now her legs are still a little inconvenient, just like the rabbit that Milverton raised in the cage and had his tendons cut off by him. Although she is so weak, but still wants to escape, it must be A little punished.

Milverton didn't talk to her, and Maggie didn't take the initiative to ask. She kept silent, sitting there like a puppet thinking about how to get out of here.

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out why she was brought here. The man in front of her was very unfamiliar, except that his hair reminded her of Croft who was rejected by her, but that wasn't worth it. Bring yourself here.

They shouldn't have messed with such a character.

Maggie couldn't figure it out, until Milverton tied a chain around her foot that she had locked, and she saw that at the other end of the chain was attached a large stone, resting on the windowsill.

The gentleness he showed was like a butcher who cleans the fish in a slaughterhouse. Maggie tried to break away from his movements, and Milverton grabbed her injured ankle. His hand was cold, as if a snake had crawled over it. Same: "You don't want to feel the taste of a broken leg, do you?"

With some strength in his hand, Maggie was already in a cold sweat from the pain.

Milverton was very satisfied with Maggie's obedience, "If you want to blame it, blame your brother, Miss Maggie."

Maggie suddenly looked up at him: "My brother!?"

"You'll see it tomorrow." Maggie didn't like the way Milverton smiled. Like a snake crawling in the leaves, it revealed a scarlet letter, as if it was about to bite the main artery of the prey in the next second. One-hit kill with venom injection.

She didn't sleep all night, and there was no sharp weapon in the room, but Irene had the habit of letting her carry a weapon with her. When Milverton was away, she took out the hidden knife from her waist, so she took it out from time to time Grind it, it's still sharp.

She spent one night grinding the chain to the point where it could be broken with just a little effort.Fortunately, only one foot was tied, and Maggie dozed off again and again. When the sun rose, she hid the knife again, lowered her eyebrows, and leaned weakly against the wall to take a nap.

Milverton had no intention of letting her continue to sleep, and she was pulled against the window. Maggie was terrified of such a window, especially when she saw it, the rough sea below seemed to be trying to climb up the rock wall and pull her down.

"Your brother is coming," Milverton pushed the window open on purpose, feeling the trembling and resisting body under his hands, and his golden pupils dilated excitedly, "Let me see how important you really are. "

The door opened from the outside, and Maggie saw the blond youth striding in.

"Mr. William," Milverton called his name politely, but his subordinates showed William the chain connected to the stone unceremoniously, "about the burning of my documents last time, how can I find you?" Do the math?"

"Mr. Milverton, just say what you want to say."

"Oh?" He grabbed Maggie and sat her on the window sill. He felt better after seeing William's expression change. "First of all, please kneel down and apologize to me. You know, I had a hard time finding those documents..."

Maggie's fingers were trembling, and she stared blankly at William with his eyes wide open as he lowered his head and stared at the floor, as if he was about to kneel down in the next second.

No.

Milverton's gaze stayed on William all the time. He didn't think that Maggie could pose a threat to him, so he didn't take much precautions. Of course, he didn't notice that Maggie, who was sitting on the window sill, took out a knife from her waist. Without any hesitation, it plunged into his back.

The man screamed in pain unprepared, he almost subconsciously pushed the man away, then reached for the knife pierced into the heart behind him, breathed heavily to relieve the pain, and angrily shouted: "How dare you!!"

Maggie felt how hard the chain on her foot was being pulled off. She grabbed the window sill and tried to break free from the chain on her leg, but she overestimated her strength now, and only her fingers were slowly falling.

Fingers trembling in fear, Maggie bit her lower lip tightly. She didn't regret Zamir Wharton's knife. Sweat oozes from her fingers, and she almost couldn't hold on anymore...

At the moment of falling, Maggie seemed to return to the dream that day, she finally remembered William's name, tears filled her eyes, she was terrified, her voice was covered by the sound of waves: "—Brother! "

The blond young man poked his head out. He grabbed Maggie this time, and William seemed to be back in the past. He laughed like he was crying, his eyes were red, and Maggie's crying voice seemed to be echoing in his ears when he was a child. .

"I got you, Maggie..."