[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

"My God, my God, my God..." John gasped for a moment, leaned on the green painted railing with trembling hands, and slowly straightened up. His forehead was soaked in cold sweat, his mind was blank, and he didn't even have a flashlight. It fell from the greasy palm and rolled from the metal floor into the corner of the dark seat cushion according to the inertia, and he didn't even notice it.

"Sherlock, what should I do? What should I do?!!!" Turning his head, John, who had just come back to his senses, looked at the man in the second half of the carriage who was walking back and forth with a grumpy expression, pulling his signature black curly hair. The great detective asked with a tone full of despair.At this moment, he temporarily couldn't think of complaining about why Sherlock didn't listen to his advice and called the bomb disposal team and the police over first!These things are not important at this moment, what is important is how the two of them will survive in this terrible disaster that has been activated! !

"I don't know! I don't know! I don't know how to dismantle bombs, John!!" Sherlock's handsome face was pale and dazed at this time, his brows were tightly clamped, his eyes were bloodshot, and his thin, beautiful lips were tight Squeezed into an almost transparent color, his condition looked even worse than that of John.

In such an environment, John even felt for a moment that the big detective turning back and forth in front of him actually looked like the legendary vampire count or something... Oh stop!Now is definitely not the time for him to care about the ridiculous image of this detective. John withdrew his thoughts, frowned and looked back at the tunnel they just walked through. As far as the eye could see, there was still an unnerving darkness and silence. At this moment, John even felt that the sudden appearance of water drops and rocks, rats and other sounds were much cuter than the current environment!

"If we escape now, is it still possible?" John asked Sherlock with only a glimmer of hope. Since he can't defuse the bomb, he can only run for his life.

"Us?" Sherlock tilted his head, his face full of doubts.

"Nonsense, who else but us?" John retorted without hesitation, and after a slow reaction, he suddenly looked up at Sherlock, reached out and grabbed the collar of his black windbreaker, his knuckles were hard But Bai Bai could only growl in a low voice: "Do you want to..."

"John, do you still want to escape?"

"Am I alone? No, I won't leave you! There's no point in saying that now!!" John gave the detective his answer firmly.First of all: the fate of John Watson and Sherlock Holmes is bound together by the system, if he abandons Sherlock Holmes alone in this huge bomb pile that is about to explode, and then escapes alone like this He will definitely die. God knows what punishment the so-called system will give him?Instead, there may be a glimmer of hope for staying.Second: John never questioned one point. If miracles can still happen in this world, it can only be brought to him by the only consulting detective in the world standing in front of him.Third: John has not yet reached the realm of 'love' for Sherlock, but the only person he trusts in this strange world is this man.

To sum up, John would never let Sherlock stay in this dangerous place alone.So, I hope God blesses that when Sherlock was blown to the brink of death, his former military doctor could unleash the doctor's instinct in his body with a flash of brain and trembling hands and feet, so he could be given emergency medical treatment.

Well, the premise is that he is not blown into ashes!

"John, I'm serious! You run now, run straight out along the tunnel we came in, and then you can quickly climb to the top floor through the elevator. There is a glimmer of hope for survival. Otherwise, both of us will die here, and there may not even be a grave-sweeping person in the future." Observing John's tragic face of generosity, Sherlock secretly smiled, only Neng tugged the fastened collar to adjust his emotions, and barely finished speaking in a self-defeating tone.

"Stop talking, I won't leave you here alone." John waved his hand, speaking firmly.Oh, why did he forget that the big detective in front of him would definitely not kill thousands of innocent people above, so even if he couldn't dismantle the bomb, he would definitely stay and analyze until the last moment.At this moment, John felt that if anyone dared to say something like 'Sherlock is a high-functioning anti-social personality and a lunatic who has no regard for other people's lives' in front of him, he would definitely punch that person in the face hard, and then Then take his jaw off hard!

"John, actually..." Sherlock murmured, hesitant to speak.

"Stop talking." John glanced at Sherlock who was staring at him with a strange expression, and the irritability in his heart calmed down inexplicably.Well, this life was inexplicably earned. He was already a lonely soul, but was forced to be sent to this world by the system to perform missions.Originally, he thought that after meeting Sherlock and other members of the Sherlock Holmes family, he would not only have a eccentric but trusting lover, but also a warm and lively big family, and everything would become what he had always dreamed of. reality.

It's a pity that people really can't be too greedy.Look, retribution is coming so soon!

In his last life, he was hit by his lover's car, but in this life he was bombed to death with his lover. Which way of death would seem more tragic?John laughed lightly at himself.Then there was a strange sense of satisfaction, at least in that world, the great detective who everyone knows can accompany him to the underworld, he should be deeply honored for this, right?If he dies this time, he can carry out the mission with Sherlock. He believes that with Sherlock's ability, sooner or later, the system will be dismantled and reorganized, and then there will be a Jedi counterattack!

"Sherlock, it's a pity I couldn't marry you." John took two steps forward, walked up to Sherlock and stood still, took his hand in the pocket of the black windbreaker, and clasped the two fingers with platinum rings in front of him. Under the mutual reflection of the lights, the dazzling light was reflected, and John lowered his head and printed a pious kiss on the ring.

"John, don't do this." Sherlock frowned, clutching his left chest uncomfortably with his right hand. After seeing John's behavior of kissing the ring, his body began to appear abnormal, his heartbeat increased significantly, and his blood pressure also increased 5 percentage points, even the hall of thinking in the brain is also faintly fluctuating, what's wrong with him?

"Sherlock, I'm so sorry I didn't grow old with you. I thought we'd have plenty of time to squander, I thought I'd make you fall in love with me, I thought we'd have a strange and Beautiful family." John lowered his head and looked at the ring quietly, he really wanted to live with this detective until he was old, he really didn't mind that he could live a wonderful life in this life when he was ordinary in the past.

"John, I actually..."

"Don't say it, I said I won't leave you, and even if I leave now, there is not enough time." John interrupted Sherlock, he was dying, and he couldn't let him express Feelings and regrets? !

"I'm sorry!" Sherlock lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled John into his arms, his body was close to his body, and then silently rested his chin on John's shoulder, rubbing it reluctantly, "Maybe I won't Should come back! If I hadn't come back, you wouldn't be in such danger."

"I'd rather be in danger with you than die alone."

"John, do you want to hear about my 'fake death and resurrection'?"

"Didn't you say it many times?"

"But those are incomplete. I actually deliberately omitted some plots. But, I want to say it now." Holding John's arm tightly, Sherlock whispered in John's ear with a low magnetic voice. Slowly bring up the unknown things of the year: "Moriarty's criminal network group is very large, and it spreads like a cancer. So, McCoff and I made a plan. Kao gave Moriarty my information and in return Moriarty gave us some information, albeit only a few words about his criminal network. We let him go because we had to make Moriarty feel He had the upper hand. And we just watched Moriarty ruin my reputation bit by bit, and I wasn't happy but there was nothing I could do, because we had to make him think he had beat me to death, and then he Only then will the hole cards be shown."

"I mentioned to you once that when I got on the roof of Barts Hospital, I predicted that there would be thirteen possible scenarios. Each one was carefully designed and had a code name. Moriarty wanted to destroy more than just It's my reputation that kills me! He sent snipers on you, Mrs. Hudson and Inspector Lestrade, and he's going to kill me unless I kill myself to make his story There are only three friends in the world. He thinks the script like this would be more attractive. But, what surprised me is that I didn't expect Moriarty to do such a great job!" Sherlock replied hurriedly Looking at the situation at that time, his eyes showed a touch of complicated emotions, and he said to John with a lot of emotion: "Think back to the first time the three of us met in the swimming pool, and you can see that he has a will to die and wants to die. I There wasn't much time left, so I called Mycroft and told him that 'Operation Lazarus' had begun, and the rest is the story I told you."

John listened carefully, but his eyes became more and more confused. They were about to be blown to death. Why did Sherlock keep mentioning the 'deep well ice' and 'rival in love' Moriarty in front of him?At this time, shouldn't they have a romantic French kiss at the last moment before they die?

"John, I just wanted to say 'sorry' to you again, whether it was then or now." The big detective laughed out loud after saying this in his partner's ear, took a step back, stretched He patted John's round face with trembling palms as if teasing, Sherlock's face was almost covered with the words 'prank' at this moment, "Hahahaha! It's so fun, look at John's expression, it's so interesting Yes! John who was fooled by me! John who is like a goldfish with a small head!!"

If it wasn't for the lack of space in the carriage that restricted Sherlock from making big moves like dancing and dancing, he would have been tossing around John vigorously by now. There is no great detective image to speak of!

"Sherlock Holmes, you bastard!!!" John, who was slow to react, took two steps forward reflexively and looked at the timer under the seat cushion. The screen showed that the countdown had already stopped. John's The face was blank for a second, and then the anger began to ignite!

"I, I, I... I will never forgive you easily! I will kill you!! I must kill you with my own hands!!!" John was trembling with anger, glaring at the man who was still lying on the floor and covering his face with laughter There is no doubt that a dead man with a stomach that hurts - if one day he dies of a heart attack, it will definitely be made alive by this damned Sherlock, who loves pranks and teasing people! ! !

"Oh come on John, you are reluctant to kill me! I have something to explain to you, besides, I have already 'sorried' to you, you know I have said it twice in a row, obviously you are slow to respond I didn't hear it." Sherlock felt that he had made it very clear, and it was definitely not on purpose, because what John said at the time was so touching, and he really didn't know that Sherlock Holmes was in John Watson's heart It turned out to be so important!

There should be very few lovers in this world who can truly live together in this environment and go to hell together, right?At this moment, Sherlock suddenly felt a strange pleasure of being lucky and satisfied rising in his chest, and he decided to temporarily lock up some doubts about John in a hidden corner of his brain.Sherlock has decided not to unblock it for a short period of time.

John, who didn't know that he had escaped, turned around angrily and strode away from the carriage. He and the big detective behind him didn't even need a flashlight. Convulsed or delirious?That's why the system chose Sherlock Holmes as the object of the love strategy!

Excuse me, now he can.no.can.can.change.yes.object! ! !

"John, don't get angry so easily, it hurts your body!" Sherlock quickly caught up, stretched out his hand to grab John's arm, and smiled sincerely.

John's feet tripped over the thick and messy electrical wires on the tunnel floor, but he still shook off Sherlock's hand vigorously. The last person he wants to see now is this Sherlock Holmes!Don't expect him to forgive this man so easily this time, it's too much this time! !

"John, don't be angry!" He reached out and grabbed it.

"..." Shake it off again.

"At that time, if we really didn't know how to dismantle the bomb and we chose to escape, would it be possible to survive?" John, who had taken a few steps forward, stopped suddenly, pursed his lips, and turned to look at Sherlock.

"No! It took us 15 minutes to come in. If we rushed out like this, it would take at least 5 minutes. We would be killed before we reached the exit of the tunnel. Now, we have to dismantle the bomb or be blown up to ashes!" John The words were quickly vetoed by Sherlock.

Damn, he was really tricked by this bastard from the beginning to the end!

"John, as long as you don't get angry, I will promise you anything." The big detective who went all out.

"Really?" John, who looked at Sherlock suspiciously, stopped again.

"real!"

"Very good" If he doesn't avenge his revenge, his surname will not be Watson!

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221B Baker Street living room two hours later

"The great detective Sherlock Holmes has cracked a new major case. The murderer, Lord Moran, has been arrested by the police in the Four Seasons Hotel. The evidence is overwhelming. He is accused of 'attempting to blow up the British Parliament building and obstructing the vote on the new anti-terrorism bill'. Buried in the Parliament A large number of bombs on a certain subway platform directly below the building have..."

John was sitting on the sofa holding the remote control, quietly watching a live broadcast broadcast on the TV screen. Against the background of the host's cadenced speech, the embarrassing man who had been arrested by the police appeared from time to time. Various close-up pictures of the Lord.John knew that once the news was broadcast, there would definitely be a large group of journalists gathered downstairs in their house.

It's a pity that they have to wait in vain today. The great detective Sherlock Holmes doesn't have much leisure time to accept their interview at this moment.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

"Hello, Sherlock."

"John, I beg you, please find an excuse to get me out."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my dear. But, you clearly promised Mommy and Daddy that you will take over from McCaughey's class and accompany them through all their trips today, which of course includes going to the opera of "Les Miserables" together .It was just an hour ago, you shouldn't forget."

"But you don't know how painful and scary it is to listen to this opera!!!"

"How come? It can not only cultivate your musical sentiment but also improve your music appreciation level."

"What's the relationship between these three?! John, you can't do nothing like this!! You don't love me anymore!!!"

"No, no, I love you. It's a pity that you still have to sit there and listen to the opera, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Tell me, how much did Mycroft sell me for?"

"Not much, a three-year free shopping card within the British Empire."

"Too cheap!"

"Really? I think so too." John paused for a while before continuing to give the big detective who was dizzy by the majestic and tragic music the final blow, "So, I promise Mycroft to let you take the remaining 6 The whole day was also dedicated to Daddy and Mommy. Then, he gave me another secondary card with no offline amount."

"..."

"Goodbye, I hope you have a good time and don't come back too early."

"On the eve of John 1111111111, the weather is really nice today, the sun is shining brightly, the breeze is mild, and even the noise coming from the open window outside is much more pleasant than usual...