, You have saved me many times in the last days, but I don't want to repay you by saving you again and again. "

What do you mean, you regretted saving yourself so soon?

Under Lu Jiu's tense and uneasy eyes, Huang slowly opened his eyes, his deep and bright eyes stared at her intently, with a smile that seemed to be there.

"Lu Jiu, rather than seeing you in danger again and again, I hope you are safe and sound. So, let's change the way of repaying gratitude."

"Huh? Actually, I never thought of asking you to repay your kindness..."

Tightening her waist, Lu Jiu could not help but turn sideways, getting closer to Huang face to face.Huang didn't seem to have heard Lu Jiu's words, so he said to himself, "What do you think, how about I promise you with my body?"

Promise with your body?Lu Jiu's breathing was stagnant, and he felt that his heart had missed half a beat.After a while, she tentatively asked: "Is that what you mean by 'promise with your body'?"

"What do you think?"

Lu Jiu blinked, half understanding.She was a little confused, not knowing how to react.After living for 20 years, there is almost zero emotional experience.Although she has been chased by many people, she has always resisted those people's attention to her, and she doesn't like to flirt with others.So except for the real good buddies, all the "love sprouts" with the opposite sex were killed by her in the cradle, sometimes unintentionally, sometimes on purpose.In short, in the end, she didn't even hear the confession a few times.

So when Huang suddenly said that he would "promise her with his body" to her, she didn't even understand whether it was a confession or not.Suddenly, too suddenly, they have only known each other for ten days, is Huang such a casual person?

Looking at the dazed Lu Jiu, Huang smiled even wider.Slightly lowering his eyes, his eyes fell on those pink, tender lips, and he involuntarily approached slowly...

"When you complete the seven missions and come back to life, he will be just a character in your dream."

Suddenly, what Xiao Sheng said earlier sounded in his mind, and Lu Jiu suddenly pushed open the wasteland, turning over and sitting up regardless of his injured left arm.

Huang didn't expect her movement, he couldn't dodge, he was hit hard on the chest, and almost fell over.There was a burst of tearing pain from the wound, spreading from the back to the left chest, Huang looked at Lu Jiu who seemed to be frightened, and couldn't tell whether it was his back or his heart that was hurting.

When Lu Jiu pushed him with his left arm just now, he also pulled the wound, which hurt a little.Seeing the sadness and pain that flashed across Huang's eyes, Lu Jiu felt that her reaction just now was a little too extreme.

"Are you okay?"

The two spoke at the same time.

"fine."

After a moment of stunned, they answered at the same time.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Jiu didn't dare to look into Huang's eyes, so he could only lower his head and speak softly, as if talking to himself:

"I can't marry you, and you can't marry me. Xiaosheng said that I can carry a shikigami with me to complete the task. I chose you, so I have a responsibility to you. You were brought by me, and I don't want you Hurt, especially because I was hurt. People are so contradictory. Obviously I asked you to help me, but I was afraid that you would get hurt. You don’t owe me, I owe you, so you don’t have to think about paying back Me. We are not from the same world, we..."

"I see." Huang stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Lu Jiu's hair, he stopped suddenly, and did not rub her hair as before.Lu Jiu kept her head down and didn't see his movements.Huang withdrew his hand, there was no smile in his eyes.Lu Jiu's small figure was reflected in her cold eyes, as if the surface of a lake was frozen in winter, trying to seal up everything she saw.

"We are not people from the same world..." Huang repeated this sentence quietly, like affirmation and doubt.

"Lu Jiu, I'm neither human nor your shikigami."

Lu Jiu raised her head and saw his expressionless face, feeling a little strange.

She nodded and said, "You are indeed not my shikigami." There is no Arana in her SSR shikigami, and compared with the shikigami in Liao space, Arara is more like an independent god who does not belong to anyone and does not accept it. anyone's order.

"What I said just now that I wanted to make a promise with my body was to tease you." Huang suddenly smiled and patted Lu Jiu's head. "I didn't expect you to be so careless. Your male god Deadpool is not as thin-skinned as you."

Was it just a joke?Lu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. As a god Huang, as a Huang who doesn't like humans very much, she knew that he would not fall in love with a mortal so easily.

But I feel a little lost in my heart for no reason...

"I promised Xiaosheng to take care of you, so you don't owe me." Huang continued: "No matter what, as long as I am here, I will definitely protect you. In the last world, I was too weak. This time , I will not be your burden."

"you……"

"You don't need to thank me." Lu Jiu wanted to say something, but Huang interrupted her, lay down again, hugged the pillow and closed his eyes wearily: "I'm tired, sleep for a while."

In fact, Lu Jiu didn't want to thank him just now, she just wanted to ask about his relationship with Xiaosheng.Because from what he said, he and Xiaosheng are more like old friends than the relationship between the system and the game NPC.

Unlike her, she clearly knows that Xiaosheng is a "system", a "system" that controls her own life and death. In the world created by Xiaosheng, no matter how much she complains, no matter how dissatisfied she is, Xiaosheng is always better than herself. The existence of "higher class".When she mentioned her, she loved and hated and felt helpless.

But every time Huang mentioned Xiaosheng, it was like mentioning an ordinary friend.Responding to a friend's appointment to help a person complete a task, some are just responsibilities.

***

"How did you get out?"

When Watson saw Lu Jiu jumping out, he hurried over to help him.Seeing that she was alone, he asked suspiciously: "Where is Huang, does he trust you to come out alone?"

"Oh, I'm just bored and came to see you, and I'm not traveling far away, so there's nothing to worry about." Lu Jiu sat on Watson's favorite sofa unceremoniously, and put her feet on the table in front of her.

Anyway, the furniture was all black and basically scrapped, so she didn't need to worry so much.

Sherlock was standing in the middle of the ruins, his eyes staring blankly.His hands and head move up and down, left and right mechanically, without any rules, which reminds Lu Jiu of mechanical dance and some classic moves of break dance in the 90th and [-]s.

"What is he doing?"

"Think, reason."

Lu Jiu remembered, seeing Sherlock's ecstasy, he was probably doing reasoning in his thinking hall.

The "Thinking Palace" with special effects looks quite cool, like a space that combines reality and reality, or Iron Man's artificial intelligence Jarvis.It would be kind of weird if there were no special effects.The more Lu Jiu watched it, the more he found it funny, especially after imagining the contrast between scenes with and without special effects, he felt that it was miraculous that the actors in TV dramas did not laugh.

No special effects, no soundtrack, and now Sherlock is like a crazy dancer.

The author has something to say: Thanks to "Red Lotus Knight Gold" irrigation nutrient solution (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

A mouthful of glass slag in the sugar, how are the little angels after watching~

This article will update at least 4/5 chapters a week, and an average of one chapter will be updated every day and a half, and the update will not exceed three days~

In order to increase the exposure rate, and there is no time code word during the day, so the update time is basically in the early morning. The little angels who follow the article can read it the next day, don’t stay up all night~

☆, 16 thinking halls

"Any crime leaves evidence."

Sherlock was still standing on the second floor of the apartment at 221B Baker Street, but what he saw was no longer dark walls and fragments of bricks and tiles.

He is thinking, in his "Thinking Palace".

There, all the clues and materials related to the incident appear in the form of people or things. Sometimes Sherlock is the "God" who has witnessed everything, and sometimes he is the "party" who is reviewing the past.

"Mike Waters, the manager of Company M. Before the drought, he brought two models." Sherlock stood on the fan-shaped round platform at the front of the church, looking down at Mike. "Although you are young, thanks to you bringing a few stars, your performance in the company has been very good."

Mike looked at Sherlock with a dull gaze, but he nodded affirmatively.Around him, a circle of formally dressed people suddenly appeared, including men and women, most of them were young and middle-aged, among them was Huang.

"So, why did you kill yourself, why did you choose to kill yourself at the company, why did you kill yourself in the middle of the meeting in front of these people?"

These people who appeared around Mike, including Huang, were all witnesses when Mike jumped off the building.When it happened, they were in the middle of their monthly wrap-up meeting, and almost everyone had to go up front for a wrap-up.Mike committed suicide by jumping off a building while delivering a speech.

"What kind of person is Mike?" Sherlock scanned the crowd from left to right, and whoever his eyes fell on would start to express his opinion.

Without any time to think, these people were like a group of puppets manipulated by Sherlock, answering Sherlock's questions mechanically, definitely, and seemingly without reservation.

"He is very handsome and a gentleman. He is the dream lover of many new colleagues." A young girl with long hair who was pointed out replied.

"He is a generous and outgoing person, loyal enough, and a buddy enough." A man about Mike's age replied.

"He is very responsible for his work, and the young man is very aggressive." A 50-year-old woman wearing glasses replied that she was Mike's boss.

"He will consider the artist." The person who answered was Huang.

"He is very humorous and optimistic. He often encourages me and enlightens me." The last person who answered was a young man in his early twenties who had just joined the company for two years. "He likes to make some innocuous jokes, and he often makes us laugh. There is no generation gap with us."

"Cheerful, optimistic, responsible, considerate... well, a very popular man." Sherlock frowned, the scene of the church, the scene of the Baker Street apartment, and the scene of the meeting room of Mike's company switched back and forth, and finally, like glass, Broken into pieces, overlapping and crisscrossing in front of your eyes...

Sherlock raised his hand and lightly touched a fragment, and the scene in the fragment immediately enlarged, completely enveloping him.

This was the 5 minutes before Mike jumped off the building that day.

In the conference room on the sixth floor of Company M, nine days ago, the time was 2:17 pm.

Different from the strict and simple decoration style of ordinary company meeting rooms, the meeting room of M Company, which is mostly young people, adopts a simple style, and the color is mainly white.The long conference room has a large screen at one end, a lattice shelf at the other, and ivory oval tables and chairs in the middle.

The entire wall on both sides of the meeting room is covered with huge glass.The sky was high and the clouds were wide, and the conference room was on the shady side of the building. The curtains on both sides were pulled up, and the view was wide.The front window on the north side is broken and has not been repaired in time. Although there is a marble platform about half a meter wide outside the window, there is no guardrail outside, and this circle of balconies is only for decoration.The floor-to-ceiling windows are usually closed, and there is a ventilation system in the building.

A potted plant, African jasmine, was placed symbolically in front of the broken French windows, with lush leaves that were no more than knee height.

The people sitting on the north side of the table unconsciously sat in the back seats, leaving the front seats closer to the empty glass.

Sherlock stood at the end, looking at Mike in front of the screen happily giving everyone a summary.

"This is the last month of my working with Huang." The PPT on the screen flipped and began to show some selfies of Mike and Huang.Mike made a face at everyone: "Well, everyone knows that Huang has a weird temper. He wants to terminate the contract with the company, and I can't stop him."

Several people were amused by him and the photos on the PowerPoint.Those photos are said to be selfies, but to Huang they are candid shots.When Huang was falling asleep on the chair or playing with his mobile phone, Mike used him as the background board and made exaggerated grimaces at the camera.

The PPT turned the page again. This time, it showed several group photos of the company's employees. In the photos, several people were sitting at the conference table.

"It has been eight years since I joined the company, and today is exactly the eighth anniversary. At the beginning, like the young people here, I was a little confused, under a lot of pressure, and unable to adapt to the fast-paced urban life. Oh, there is no fixed time to get off work, our industry often follows artists, and it is normal to work overtime."

Some people who attended the meeting could not help but smile and nodded in agreement, while others were a little puzzled. These words seemed to have nothing to do with the work summary.

"In eight years, I have taken care of three artists. Seeing them go from being unknown to being well-known to being very famous, I am really relieved for them. Well, including you." Mike suddenly pointed to Huang at the back. "Although you plan to quit the entertainment industry when you first became famous, I don't understand, but I still bless you, because you always know what you want. I bless you and envy you."

A look of confusion appeared on Mike's face, mixed with a trace of melancholy: "What do I want? Eight years, I've gotten used to this job and my current life, but I always feel that I'm missing something. Something. Oh, I see..."

With a change in tone, Mike regained the ease and joy at the beginning: "As I am about to turn [-], I should have lost a bit of the drive and tenacity of my youth. No, my heart is still young."

The PPT stays on the last page, with a person standing on the edge of a cliff, facing the sea, with arms outstretched.In the distance where the sea and the sky meet, a red sun is rising.Right above the screen, there is a line of eye-catching red letters:

【Rebirth! 】

The time was set at 2:22, and the phone that Mike had been holding in his hand vibrated.The moment everyone focused on the PPT, he retreated to the broken floor-to-ceiling window while talking.

The glass shards were taken away by the cleaners yesterday, and apart from the insignificant potted plants, there was no obstacle between him and the sky outside.

"Today, I will be reborn!"

He has been watching everyone in the meeting room, and retreated calmly to the marble platform outside.

"Everyone, don't miss me..."

"No!"

Amid the heart-piercing shouts of the crowd, Mike closed his eyes with a smile, and fell straight backwards. In an instant, his figure disappeared from the platform.

Huang was the first to react, but he was the furthest away. When he rushed over, Mike had already fallen to the ground...

The picture freezes, Sherlock shuttles through the chaotic and frightened crowd, his steps are light, as if he is dancing.He has a panoramic view of everyone's movements and expressions, and everyone's body is covered with labels: cheating, coming out, divorce, keeping cats, liking flowers, liking coffee, liking Lujiu, not liking bathing, not I love to wash socks, but I don't like Deadpool...

He walked to the edge of the platform and shook his head. None of these people had anything to do with Mike's death.Then, with his back to the ground, he fell like Mike.The next moment, the screen changed, and he returned to the original church.

This time, he was alone in the church.

"Then why jump?"

An elderly couple and a young woman appeared out of nowhere in the church.

"My son committed suicide." The old couple said: "He saw a psychiatrist for depression seven years ago and tried to commit suicide by cutting his wrist. Although he has been very optimistic after being rescued, we are still worried. No Come to think of it, he committed suicide anyway.”

"We are getting married soon. I took him back to meet my parents half a month ago." The young woman said, "But my parents always wanted me to marry a doctor, so they made a lot of excessive demands on him that time. Although I told him not to mind, but he didn't seem very happy."

"No, it's not suicide." Sherlock shook his head, and all the people in the church disappeared again.

The scene switches to the meeting room of Company M again, starting with Mike walking back to the building after eating outside at noon, proceeding at a speed [-] times faster than usual, working, drinking coffee, preparing for the meeting, listening to other people's summaries, and presenting on stage ...A few minutes later, Sherlock stood on the edge of the platform again...

"Sherlock!" Huang who rushed to the front pulled him from the platform back to the conference room.

"Sherlock!" The person holding him suddenly turned into Watson.

Sherlock lowered his head and saw that he was standing near the wall where the apartment was blown up, with a slight tendency to jump down.

"What are you doing? No one forced you to jump." Watson tried hard to restrain the urge to beat him up.

Just now, seeing Sherlock immersed in the "Thinking Palace" for a long time and not coming out, he went to the kitchen to make three cups of tea.

When he came back, he saw Lu Jiu jumping to find Sherlock and calling his name.If he hadn't come in time, Sherlock would probably have fallen.

"Yes, no one forced him to jump." Sherlock suddenly thought of something, and immediately looked at the computer. "Aside from one's own reasons, under what circumstances would a person commit suicide?"

"Threatened, hypnotized, possessed by ghosts?" Lu Jiu replied without thinking.

"Or..." Sherlock added: "He didn't intend to kill himself at all."

"I don't understand." Attracted by the case, Watson no longer bothered about Sherlock's rashness of almost falling down the stairs.

He has seen the video of the conference room and the police investigation materials. If he had been, he would have thought that Mike was too stressed and wanted to be "reborn" through death, just like the people around Mike.

"If you don't want to die, why jump off the building? The sixth floor, the bottom is a stiff road. If you fall in his backward posture, the hope of survival is almost zero. There is no history of mental illness, no threats, and under the condition of a clear mind Jumping off a building, is it just for fun..."

"Yes, for fun."

Watson just complained casually, but Sherlock actually affirmed his words.

The amount of information is a bit large, but he still doesn't understand.

"What do you mean? In order to make a joke with everyone, you ended up killing yourself?"

Lu Jiu frowned and said nothing. She had seen Mike behind him, and Mike clearly pointed out that someone killed him.

"Half right." At this time, Sherlock actually showed a very relaxed and happy smile, and the wrinkles on his smiling face appeared. "He wanted to make a joke, but he didn't want to die. He was murdered."

☆、17 The truth about suicide

"He wanted to make a joke, but he didn't want to die. He was murdered."

I'll go, can this kind of operation still be possible?Lu Jiu was dumbfounded.Can a joke like suicide by jumping off a building be made casually?What is Mike thinking...

She and Watson watched Sherlock eagerly, waiting for him to start his "show off".But he has been looking up information on the computer, dazed from time to time, frowning, completely ignoring the two people on both sides waiting to explain.

"JJTwo-dimensional website?" Lu Jiu was even more puzzled as she looked at the anime pictures on the screen.

A picture of anime landscapes, some with characters, some without.Soon, Sherlock turned to a picture, clicked it, and enlarged it.

In the center of the picture is the back of a person standing on a cliff by the sea, with his arms outstretched, as if to embrace the rising sun in the distance.

"This picture looks familiar." Watson murmured, "I wish I had seen it somewhere."

"The last PPT that Mike showed before jumping off the building, this is the picture above." Sherlock clicked the right mouse button to download, but a prompt "You are not a member, please log in to download" popped up on the screen.

"Sure enough." Sherlock almost jumped up excitedly.He straightened up and put his hands around his neck, as if he was going to turn up the collar of his coat.But the coat was hanging nicely on the rack, and he was only wearing a shirt.

This little embarrassment did not interrupt Sherlock's good mood, nor did it disturb Lu Jiu and Watson's desire for the truth.

"This is a joke, a joke about committing suicide by jumping off a building. To relieve his own pressure, or to relieve the pressure of his colleagues in the company? It doesn't matter. In short, he regards this 'joke' of himself as a celebration." Sherlock started the self-questioning style The revealing process:

"Obviously, such a ceremony cannot be done by him alone. When he jumps, he needs someone to cooperate. What to cooperate with? At least a life-saving mat should be placed downstairs. But, that person lied to him. They All the details were agreed, the rehearsal was over and over, and the timing was right. But Mike jumped off as planned, and the mat that would have saved his life did not meet him. So, he died, not a suicide, but a murder."

"that's it?"

"Yes."

"Wait a minute." Watson asked, "Are these your bold speculations based on the premise that he was murdered, or did you deduce them based on clues?"

"You think I made this up? It seems that I overestimated your IQ. Well, you didn't lower the IQ of the whole street, I think you should lower the IQ of the whole of London."

Watson took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch Sherlock in the face. "Okay, okay, tell me, where did you find out that someone knew that Mike would jump off the building?"

"That painting, the painting that Mike used as the PPT background picture was downloaded from the Internet. There is a watermark of the source website in the lower right corner of the picture, JJTwo-dimensional website. Obviously, only members of this website can download pictures, and Mike , is not a member of this website. Therefore, this picture is provided by someone who participated in this project.

You may ask, Mike used to be a member of the COSPLAY club, he loves animation, why can't he be a member of this website?Obviously, this site was established four years ago.The cartoon characters in Mike’s house are all old cartoons more than ten years ago, and they have been kept in the cabinet without moving. The degree of dust accumulation shows that he has not cared about them for at least ten years.His love for Two-dimensional stopped at least ten years ago, so he didn't download this picture. "

"why……"

"You want to ask why the person who provided the picture must be the murderer? Obviously, that person not only helped him make the PPT, but also planned the whole incident. The day before the incident, Mike deliberately left scratches on the glass window, okay Let the strong wind at night successfully scratch the glass. Don’t ask me why, the surveillance record from the previous day can see that Mike stood in front of the window for a long time. Because of this, everyone, of course not including me, believes that Mike’s suicide was intentional .Actually, Mike was just following the plan."

"Although Mike's motivation sounds a bit ridiculous, it seems to be in line with his personality. But..." Lu Jiu couldn't help asking: "If Mike looked at the ground before jumping off the building, wouldn't he be able to see if there is a life-saving mat downstairs?" What? If not, Mike won't jump, and that person's attempt will be exposed. Do you think that person would be that stupid?"

"No, that person is not stupid, and he is smarter than you all. He knows how to use 'time, place and people' to create death. He is a genius. He should be someone Mike trusts very much. He knows Mike's character and knows that Mike will not put the plan Speaking out, I know that Mike will follow every step he designed, including the jumping action he designed. Moreover, there is a small square downstairs, and there are several decorations on the sculptures in the square that will reflect light. At that time of the day, from Looking down from the position where Mike jumped off the building, it happened to be a little dazzling, and he couldn't see the situation below clearly."

No wonder Mike was so stimulated by his own death that he had a nervous breakdown. It turned out that the person who killed him turned out to be someone he trusted.Lu Jiu suddenly thought of Huang.He has also been betrayed by the humans he loves and trusts, it must be very hard.

"Then who is this person? It seems that he should indeed be a member of the cosplay club back then. What about Tom, was Tom also killed by him?"

Lu Jiu asked several questions in succession, but Sherlock just shrugged.

"I haven't found out who this person is yet. I was going to investigate Tom's affairs today, but something happened to you, so I have to take care of you first."

Lu Jiu curled her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I won't blame you for this, if you want to check it, you can check it."

"I'm curious why you are so concerned about Tom's affairs. You also went to Regent's Park to investigate his affairs this morning, right? Mike is Huang's agent. I can understand that you love houses and blacks, but Tom, do you know him?"

"I don't know." Lu Jiu felt that she was still very talented in acting, at least she lied with reason and evidence, and it was difficult for people to find out the flaws. "However, it is very likely that Tom and Mike were killed by the same person. I don't know where Mike's accident happened, so I have to go to Regent's Park first. I'm bored, I hope I can help."

"Oh, it's still Aiwujiwu."

"Whatever you say. Then you continue to investigate. I'll go back and lie down first. I'm a little tired after sitting for a long time."

Hua Sheng helped Lu Jiu up, and asked by the way, "Are you going to sleep in my room tonight?"

"Well, Dr. Watson, why don't we wrong you to sleep with Sherlock tonight?"

"It's his honor to be with me, not wronged." Sherlock grinned, showing a big smile.

Watson sighed helplessly: "I'd better go to the vacant room downstairs and make a floor shop."

The author has something to say: Today's second update~

Here is the source of inspiration for this story.I can't find the specific news, but the boss of a foreign company suddenly jumped off the balcony in front of everyone during a meeting.The boss usually likes to joke. He designed such a "prank" in order to relieve the pressure on the employees.

At that time, I was tricked into it by the headlines of the news, and after reading it, I had this brain hole, and the brain hole continued to expand, and there was the villain of the serial murder case.

☆, 18 will not abandon you

When Lu Jiu returned to the room, Huang was sitting on the bed "acting cute".

He casually crossed his legs, propped his elbows on his legs, rested his chin on one hand, and tilted his head slightly.He stared blankly at a point ahead obliquely, with the corners of his lips curved down, like a wronged little daughter-in-law, looking at herself in pity.

Is this still that cold and powerful Mr. Huang?Lu Jiu looked at him in disbelief.Huang's appearance is very similar to when he was a child.

"You're back." Hearing the movement, Huang raised his head and glanced at her, then straightened his sitting position with a serious face, as if that aggrieved look had never appeared before.

On Huang's body, Lu Jiu finally saw what it means to "change face in a second".

"Well, I'm a little tired, come back and lie down for a while." Lu Jiu secretly decided that she must bring her mobile phone to record Huang's little expressions anytime and anywhere.It's best to wait for her to wake up and bring it to reality, and share it with the fans of Huang Support Club.

Take a look, this is Mr. Huang, who is cold, arrogant and cute.

Lu Jiu sat down by the head of the bed, and couldn't help but ask, "What were you thinking so preoccupied just now?"

"Nothing." Huang's eyes dodged for a moment.After a pause, he immediately changed the topic: "I heard you calling Sherlock's name just now, has he already found out who killed Mike?"

Lu Jiu shook his head: "Not yet, but it should be soon."

Lu Jiu told Huang exactly what she had heard from Sherlock.Afraid that he would be sad, Lu Jiu finally comforted him: "Don't be too sad, Sherlock will definitely find the murderer. Skynet is not missing, it's not that the time is not up, that bastard will definitely be punished as he should."

"Not everyone who does something wrong can get the retribution they deserve." Huang said calmly: "The trust between human beings is very fragile and cannot stand the test. I just didn't expect that someone would use others to treat him 'Trust' kills."

Lu Jiu looked at the indelible melancholy in his eyebrows, and thought of everything he had experienced, and suddenly wanted to hug him.

"Heh." Huang twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly. "I should have thought that human beings have always liked to step on the kindness of others to them to climb up."

As a human being, Lu Jiu didn't know what to say.In front of Huang, it seemed that no matter what she refuted, it was a selfish sophistry.She has considered from Huang's point of view more than once, if she was kind to the villagers in exchange for being beaten and abused by herself, she would definitely not continue to be kind to this group of people; At the end of entering the sea, she must wish to pour all the pain she suffered on these ignorant people...

But Huang, even though she hates humans very much, she still treats her very well.Apart from her parents and close relatives, she really couldn't think of anyone else in the world who would protect her desperately when the bomb exploded.

Lu Jiu suddenly wrapped her arms around Huang's neck, hugged him gently, and carefully avoided his injuries with her arms.

Gently resting her chin on Huang's shoulder, Lu Jiu softly and firmly said in his ear:

"Don't worry, no matter when, I will never abandon you or betray you."

This is an agreement and a promise.If it is said that before the game started, she only used Shikigami as a tool, as a "hang" given by Xiaosheng.Now, she and Huang are "good brothers" who live and die together.In the eyes of friends, Lu Jiu has always been a loyal person.

Huang suddenly froze, forgot to breathe for a moment.The heart seemed to stop beating suddenly because of Lu Jiu's words, and then it kept beating vigorously, as if it wanted to rush out of the chest.

He was a little slow and wanted to raise his hand to caress Lu Jiu's back and hold him in his arms... Unfortunately, he was a second late, and as soon as his hand was in the air, Lu Jiu had already let go of him and sat back to the original position. s position.

"We are buddies, you treat me well, and I treat you well." Seeing Huang's dazed look, Lu Jiu frankly explained his behavior just now. "Don't worry, if someone dares to bully you in the future, I will beat him."

Huang saw her frowning and swearing, and felt that she was just like a child who just started to understand saying "I cover you!" to another child.The vows between children are sincere, but they are a bit silly and naive.

Huang patted Lu Jiu on the forehead, jokingly said: "What if you bully me?"

"Er..." After a moment of stunned, Lu Jiu laughed "haha". "What nonsense, I am kind-hearted, respect the old and love the young, help the weak and help the poor, and have a bodhisattva heart. How could I bully others? How could I bully you?"

"Well, the accumulation of idioms is good. I don't know if Xiaosheng learned from your rascal, or you learned from Xiaosheng's rascal."

"In terms of thick skin, I'm definitely not as good as her." As soon as Xiaosheng was mentioned, Lu Jiu's spirit of complaining burned. "I've never seen her blush. She was watching a play when I was bitten by a zombie; she was watching a play when I was almost headshot by Negan; I kicked into the river...Even so, she can still tell me brazenly again and again, don't worry, I'm definitely doing it for your own good~"

Hello MB!

Lu Jiu sniffed, holding back the last swear word.

Seeing her pouted and angry, Huang thought it was very cute and funny.

"You also think I'm miserable, don't you?" Lu Jiu glanced at him and said angrily, "Don't hold back, just laugh if you want."

Huang pursed his lips, holding back his laughter.In the end, he didn't laugh out loud either.After all, every time Lu Jiu was cheated, it was also when he was cheated miserably.

Something seemed to seep through the cracks in the windows behind the barren.

The filaments quickly gathered, forming a black mist the size of a basketball.When Lu Jiu looked closely, he was startled by the grimace that suddenly appeared in the black mist.It was a pale human face, covered with knife marks, with a hideous and terrifying face.The grimace with only one head rushed towards Lu Jiu, and she screamed and hid behind Huang in fright.

"roll!"

With a wave of Huang's right hand, Guitou screamed and backed away, hitting the wall and disappearing.

"It's all right." Huang patted the hand that was tightly grasping his left arm, and comforted him: "It's just a brat, he's gone."

Lu Jiu let go of his hand, seeing the clear five-finger prints on Huang's left arm, he was a little embarrassed.

She was holding on too tightly just now.

She was actually not that timid, she was just frightened by something that appeared suddenly without preparation, and instinctively wanted to hide in a safe place.

"Is it also a ghost just now?" Lu Jiu asked, "Why does it look so scary?"

"A ghost that dies tragically can easily turn into a fierce ghost. The one just now didn't have any malicious intentions. It's just that you can see him, so I want to scare you."

"Then he has succeeded." Lu Jiu pouted, and asked again: "Can you see ghosts too?"

"Well, I stayed in the underworld for a while before. But before you came to this world, all my abilities were sealed. I only regained some of my abilities when I saw you that day."

"Hey, if your ability recovers sooner, you will be able to ask Mike what happened." Lu Jiu felt a little regretful. "Mike was swept away by a black wind that day, and he didn't know where he went."

"Ordinary ghosts can only stay in the human world for seven days, and that day is his last day." Huang explained. "Only a ghost like just now can stay for a while longer."

Lu Jiu nodded.Looking at the situation just now, that ghost seems to be afraid of Huang.She is rarely harassed by ghosts, probably those messy little ghosts were scared away by Huang.

Thinking about it this way, Huang's image in Lu Jiu's heart instantly grew taller.

Lu Jiu originally thought that finding the person who killed Mike and Tom would get the fragments and get out of this world.But now that the secrets of the Fu family are involved, she is no longer sure who owns the fragments.

Watson ordered pizza from the dining room, and the dinner for several people was pizza and mushroom soup.After dinner, Sherlock took on a few more small cases and worked non-stop.Watson and Mrs. Hudson cleared out the empty room on the ground floor.

After experiencing shootings and explosions during the day, the tranquility of the night made Lu Jiu a little uncomfortable.She always felt that something was going to happen, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.In fact, nothing happened that night.There are no Fu family to find fault, no government people to find fault, and no messy ghosts to find fault.

Huang who was sleeping next to her was very peaceful, fell asleep quickly, and was very honest after sleeping, without having any nightmares.

At the end of the day, Lu Jiu tilted his head and counted his eyelashes one by one:

One two three four five...

Before she finished counting, she nestled beside Huang and fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Three achievements were unlocked today:

1: African chieftain · intermediate level;

2: Hundred ghosts smashed out SSR fragments for the first time, wild fragments;

3: The number of chapter comments is the lowest in history [crying].

Participating in Huang's support, Huang's figure appeared in the courtyard, moved ing...

I hope to draw Huang before the end of the event~ Come on, the black egg white eggs are ready~

Thanks to "SEIKO" irrigation nutrient solution (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

☆、19 Comic Exhibition Live

The next day, Lu Jiu slept until noon.

Watson was on the sidelines changing the medicine for Huang, and it was almost done.The blood-stained gauze was placed on the side plate, no need to look at the wound, Lu Jiu also knew that the injury was serious.

"It's all skin trauma." Seeing Lu Jiu staring at the gauze in a daze, Watson thought she was worried, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, it will be fine once you raise it."

Lu Jiu nodded.

Maybe yesterday's Peach Blossom Demon's treatment more or less accelerated the healing of the wound, and her ankle no longer hurts at all.It used to take two or three days to get to the ground, but now it's all right.

"The wound on your arm is also recovering very well." Watson came to check on Lu Jiu's wound again. "I didn't expect your ankle to heal so quickly, but you should be careful and don't exercise vigorously."

"Okay." Lu Jiu agreed, and rushed to the kitchen impatiently.

It's easy to get hungry after a full sleep, and she has already smelled the aroma of food coming from outside.

In the living room, people sent by Mycroft were helping to clean up the apartment that had been horribly bombed.And Sherlock, sitting on the sofa in the middle, with a mobile phone in his hand and a computer on his lap, was very busy.

Lu Jiu Diao

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