save Sherlock

Two desk lamps that were originally standing in the corner are now lying on the brown carpet, and the red laptop is precariously on the edge of the table.

"Pa-ta--" the laptop finally fell on the carpet, and the black mouse bounced and jumped onto a small bed with the impact of the fall.

Fang Linghua sat on the bed, glanced at the black mouse in his hand, and stared at the front without saying a word. He pursed his lips tightly, and the hand holding his arm seemed to be trembling...

He tried his best to ask calmly: "You mean that I have time-traveled?"

"Yes, I am the system, you can go home as long as you complete the task!" The tiger-headed dog squatted on the ground and replied.

an hour ago...

The deafening sound of gunfire, the billowing gunpowder smoke, the screams of people in pain, the scene of blood and flesh... And, there are those faces that I don't know but are very familiar with!

The death of these people actually made me suffer...

"Kang Dang——" Night Breeze slammed into the window glass, and at the same second, Fang Linghua suddenly sat up!

Finally got rid of this nightmare... But the irritated heart still hit his chest violently.

"Huh—" Fang Linghua took a deep breath, and quickly recovered the calmness he was proud of...

what is it today?

Could it be that he played too many games and had hallucinations?Or is it a neurasthenia caused by writing a graduation thesis?

Fang Linghua crossed his arms and thought for a while, but he couldn't clear up his thoughts. He stretched out his hand and pulled the pajamas soaked in cold sweat, and immediately turned over and got out of bed, but when his feet landed on the soft brown carpet, he was stunned...

When do bedrooms get carpeted?

The faint moonlight outside the window is not enough to illuminate the entire room, and it can only be roughly judged that the overall layout of the room is different...

Are you kidding me?

Fang Linghua got up suddenly, and looked for the power switch in the room...

"Kangdang—" Something fell to the ground.

The outlines roughly distinguished by the moonlight... should be two desk lamps.

Just as he was about to move forward, he tripped over the wires of the desk lamp and hit the corner of the table in front of him...

Fang Linghua immediately took a step forward, spread his legs, in order to achieve the balance of his body, and then stood up slowly supporting the table next to him.

what is the problem?

Finally, he found the power switch on the wall.

"Pa-ta--" After pressing the switch, the room was instantly illuminated.

Under the light as bright as day, everything in the room is invisible...

A small single bed, huddled in a corner of the room, with a brown carpet on the floor, two desk lamps fell on the ground, entangled with the power cord of the brain computer, and a black jacket hung on the door... …

Fang Linghua tightly pursed his lips, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief...

This is not a dormitory at all, where is this?

"Hiss—" There was a sudden pain in his shoulder.

what happened?

"Ding dong—" a voice sounded in Fang Linghua's brain.

"Who?" Fang Linghua called out coldly.

"Hahaha, I am a great system. Well, let's get down to business, your mission is to save Sherlock!"

"Come out, stop playing tricks on me!"

"I am the system!"

"You're not coming out, are you?"

The system was slightly taken aback, and he immediately took out the one hundred and one reaction manuals that the host might appear, and studied them carefully for a while: Normally, most people would think that they were being tricked, and would not believe that they had crossed over. It's time for the systems to speak out...

Under the dazzling light, suddenly, a black eyeball appeared out of thin air, followed by a pair of claws, with hook-shaped nails on the claws, very sharp...

Fang Linghua pursed his lips, held his breath and watched the change quietly.

ghost?

Slowly, the system completed its first appearance in the air.

It held its paw triumphantly. Fortunately, there was another thing in the warehouse that could be possessed: "Now you believe it. I told you that I am the system. Now that you have crossed, you must complete the task before you can go back."

There is a bulldog floating in mid-air. Its right face is brown, and its left face is white. Its skin hangs down to the corner of its mouth. It looks like an old man with a chubby figure, stubby paws, and big black round eyes. It looks very innocent. .

Fang Linghua ignored the tiger-headed dog floating in mid-air, strode back to the bed, then hugged his arms, and looked ahead without saying a word...

Until the falling mouse woke up his train of thought!

Fang Linghua looked ahead and asked, "Where am I now?"

"London, England in parallel time and space!"

"How to go back?"

"To save Sherlock's emotional intelligence, the task experience is based on his mood index. You can go home when you reach level 99!"

"What will happen if you can't complete the task?"

"You can't go home!"

Fang Linghua grabbed the black mouse at hand, stood up and walked to the window...

At this moment, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the moon is hidden behind the clouds without a trace, but the ground is full of lights and shadows!

I never thought that my life could be restarted...

That bad first half of life was like a joke!

For a long time... the light rain in the sky passed away quietly, and the moon poked its head out cautiously, until it was sure that there were no dark clouds to block it, then it hung in the night sky with confidence!

Fang Linghua suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and bent down to pick up the computer on the ground, and then put the mouse back.

He smiled and looked at the bulldog: "What's the difference in London in parallel time and space?"

The tiger-headed dog looked at Fang Linghua suspiciously, and just now looked like he couldn't accept it, how could he be relieved now...

"It's basically the same... Don't worry. According to the data, your mother is a psychiatrist and your father is a pediatrician. Since you were a child, you have followed your parents to help people in need, so your character is kind and patient. This task is even more difficult for you. It couldn't be easier."

Fang Linghua lifted the quilt and found a comfortable position to lie down.

He pouted helplessly: "You have found the wrong person."

"Looking for... the wrong person?"

"Yes."

On the two front paws of the tiger-headed dog, a blue light curtain suddenly appeared, his eyes scanned the screen quickly, and after a while...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Fang Linghua poked his head out from under the quilt: "Can't we go back?"

"Yes, so now you have to complete the mission before you can go back."

"..." Fang Linghua pulled the quilt, and continued to sleep calmly: "I don't want to complete the task, and I don't want to go back!"

"What?" The tiger-headed dog slipped and hit the edge of the bed: "You don't want to go home?"

The seniors all said that there is no host who can resist the temptation to go home.

"It doesn't matter!"

"You really don't want to go home?"

Fang Linghua sat up, sighed, and said impatiently: "It doesn't matter whether I go back or not. I don't care. It might be better if I don't go back. I can get rid of my annoying psychiatrist."

"Have you ever had an antisocial personality?"

Fang Linghua curled his lips, tilted his head, and said disdainfully, "The doctor is right."

"Both parents died, no relatives?"

"Yes Yes!"

Speaking of which, Fang Linghua covered his head with the quilt, and immediately fell asleep...

The tiger-headed dog looked at Fang Linghua in disbelief, and was at a loss for a moment. It was just a new system, and it had never encountered such a situation. This was completely different from what the seniors and the books said!

It was near noon the next day that Fang Linghua slowly opened his eyes. He pushed the quilt into a pile and slowly climbed out of bed...

I can't remember when was the last time I slept so well...

Holding his neck and shaking it back and forth, he strode into the bathroom.

Hanging in the bathroom, there is a rectangular mirror with some traces of yellowing on the mirror surface!

Strange, but feels good...

While Fang Linghua was rinsing his mouth, he looked at the person in the mirror... This was a foreigner with a round face, protruding browbones and eyes, with yellow hair piled on top of his head like weeds.

Although I seem to be older than myself, as long as I can get rid of the past, I will earn my own ten years less life!

Suddenly, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and an unknown smile appeared on his face.

Rebirth seems to be the word, that's right... this time, no one can dominate me!

As the smile deepened, he brushed his teeth harder, and the white toothpaste foam splashed onto the mirror, intersecting with the original yellow marks, completely blurring the portrait in the mirror...

The tiger-headed dog looked at Fang Linghua, who had a spirited face, and didn't know how to speak, or where to speak!

After a while, it made up its mind and said fiercely: "If you fail to complete the task, you will be unable to reincarnate forever, and I can kill you immediately!"

Fang Linghua took out the razor and shaved carefully. After about half an hour, he satisfactorily wet the towel and wiped off the remaining foam on his face.

He shrugged at the tiger-headed dog, and said with a smile: "Your threat is too weak. If you have any means to force me to submit, you used it last night. Why wait until today!"

The tiger-headed dog froze for a moment, and immediately rushed to Fang Linghua's feet, wagging its tail vigorously.

It rubbed against Fang Linghua's trouser legs: "My dear, do you really want to discuss it? Save Sherlock's EQ, and we can go home!"

Fang Linghua walked to the door and took off the black jacket hanging on the door...

I haven't worn a jacket, let alone this style...but let my past self disappear completely!

"But I don't want to go back," he said as he put on his jacket.

The tiger-headed dog only felt that there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and that all the apprenticeship manuals were deceptive, and he also said that being cute can arouse the other party's sympathy, and when necessary, he should be kind and powerful... How could he be so unlucky to meet this guy?

"Do you know that there are lottery tickets sold in London?" Fang Linghua asked suddenly.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I was too tired to catch up with my paper yesterday, so I slept in the lower bunk of my roommate, and it was my roommate who should be here! Such good luck, I'm going to buy a lottery ticket."

"You...you..." The bulldog felt that his career had just begun and was about to end.

"I'm going to visit London now, I haven't been to England yet... By the way, this is a parallel time and space, right?