save Sherlock

Watson put his arms around Erica's waist, and sat on the red heavy motorcycle...

With excessive blood loss and strenuous exercise, the fingers no longer feel the touch!

He tightened his arms as much as possible to prevent himself from falling...

The heavy locomotive shuttled rapidly through the tunnel, breaking through the cold wind like a sharp blade, and the wind cut the skin and turned it into a burning pain. For some reason, the air felt hot...

Erica touched it, and Watson put the hand on her waist: "You have a fever!"

"I thought you wouldn't come!"

"You hacked my computer, can I not come?" Ellie paused and said, "How do you know that Mycroft will come?"

"Because..." Watson pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly became at a loss for words!

Erica suddenly thought of something, sneered and said, "Because you think Sherlock will definitely betray you, so you set a good time to send text messages to my phone..."

"Sherlock has no reason to help me!"

"Then you're still going to save him?" Erica gloated, "Although Mycroft did appear, it's not Sherlock who betrayed you!"

"Thank you for your words that made me lose my judgment. Are you satisfied?"

"No...you're not losing your judgment, you're just scared!"

Watson gradually felt that the scene in front of him began to blur, his sense of touch had disappeared, and his sense of hearing was no longer working...

It's not that there is a hearing problem, why did I hear Erica say that she was afraid?

... Fear never belonged to me, why am I afraid?

It's just Sherlock...

The scenes just now kept replaying in Watson's mind...

Watson looked at the sadness that flashed in Sherlock's eyes, and slowly lowered his head...

The light from the headlights hit his face, making him even paler, the blood was gone from his lips, and the surrounding scenery began to shake.

"Sherlock, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but... Mycroft, I don't have what you want."

"Then how about you come and have a cup of coffee with me?" Mycroft smiled faintly, raised his long black umbrella, and looked down at Watson: "For...for the sake of you coming here for Sherlock, I It will give you a better environment to apply for.”

Watson looked at Mycroft impatiently: "I really don't understand, why are you so sure that I know about arms smuggling?"

"We're not sure, but...you deciphered their computer network just now, and we happen to be monitoring this line, and the one displayed on the camera after anti-intrusion is you."

Watson stared wide-eyed, looking at Mycroft in disbelief...

There is no munitions information in the computer at all, no wonder it took me so long to decipher this time... It turns out that Moriarty is playing tricks!

I blame myself for being too careless and confident. I knew that I would let the system help me intrude!

He took a deep breath and looked at Mycroft calmly: "Anyway, I'm speechless now, so please do it yourself!"

Mycroft looked at Watson with a smile, raised the black umbrella in his hand, and made a "please" gesture.

Watson jumped off the stage helplessly, and walked towards Mycroft step by step...

He clenched his fists tightly and tried hard to endure the dazzling headlights. Suddenly, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time...

"Buzzing—" The roar of an engine suddenly entered everyone's ear.

An even more dazzling glare suddenly broke into people's sight!

Hearing the sound of the engine, Watson's lowered eyes were filled with a smile...

The big red heavy locomotive made a 360-degree circle on the spot. After splitting its range, it swung its tail beautifully and stopped firmly in front of Watson.

The blue helmet covered the face of the person coming, but from the eyes, it was undoubtedly Erika.

Erica winked at Watson and motioned him to get in the car quickly!

Watson stood up from the ground, calmly patted the dust on his knees, and glanced at Mycroft provocatively...

"John Watson, I hope you can cooperate." Mycroft raised the black umbrella and blocked Watson's way.

Watson looked at the umbrella lying across his chest, and opened it impatiently!

Mycroft glanced sideways at Watson, seeing that Watson was still not cooperating, he immediately launched an attack!

The long black umbrella seemed light, but it was very painful when it hit the person, as if it had been filled with lead. Watson tried his best to jump up, avoiding Mycroft, and swept across his lower body.

Mycroft immediately erected the long umbrella, grabbed the middle part, and pushed it upwards fiercely. Watson rolled over in a volley and narrowly avoided the blow.

After landing, Watson staggered and couldn't help taking a few steps back, while Mycroft proudly held a long black umbrella!

Watson glanced at Erica: "It seems that I can't leave!"

Erika stepped on the accelerator hard, and there was a terrifying roar. Suddenly, the rear wheels of the locomotive stood upright and rushed towards Mycroft.

"Bump—" Three black-clothed men got off the car immediately, calmly blocked Mycroft, and then shot back.

Watson saw the timing and jumped behind Erica!

After the wave of shooting was over, Erica finally took Watson away...

Without saying a word, Sherlock grabbed the red curtain and quietly watched the direction of Watson's departure...

Mycroft smiled and shrugged. "You won't tell me you're sentimental?"

"You're following me?" Sherlock stood on the stage, looking down at Mycroft.

"No..." Mycroft paused, and said seriously, "I'm spying on you!"

Sherlock clenched his teeth and almost roared, "Mycroft!"

"By the way, monitoring you and monitoring him are going on at any time!"

Sherlock stared at Mycroft and moved forward excitedly, only to find that the curtain was still wrapped around his hands. He turned around and tore off the curtain, and immediately jumped off the stage to stand in front of Mycroft.

"You want to fight me?"

Mycroft curled his lips in disdain: "For you or for him?"

"This is my business! You are not qualified to ask!"

Mycroft shrugged exaggeratedly. "Oh! Where's your self-proclaimed high-functioning sociopath? Getting mad at someone else?"

"Heh!" Sherlock sneered, and looked at Mycroft calmly: "How long has it been since the last war? I haven't lost yet!"

"But you didn't win either..." Mycroft paused, put away his joking attitude, and said seriously: "I want to remind you that there are many suspicious things about him, and it shouldn't happen to you to be emotional?"

"You need me to promise you?"

"Yes...it's not a need, it's a must!"

"Unfortunately, Mycroft..." Sherlock said with a mocking smile, "I won't give you what you want!"

"Are you afraid to give it, or are you afraid to give it?"

"Joke! Am I afraid?"

"Yeah, you won't be afraid..." Croft raised the black umbrella, pointed at Sherlock and said, "So, just investigate your case obediently and don't make trouble for me!"

Sherlock smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mycroft, I accept your challenge!" "God, don't take it easy on me!" Mycroft turned around smartly, raised his black umbrella and turned his back to Sherlock. He waved and got into the car.

Seeing Mycroft's car arrogantly disappearing in front of his eyes, Sherlock looked away irritably...

As soon as he lowered his head, he found that on the curtain wrapped around the palm of his right hand, there was a dried blood stain, which was lined with red cloth and turned black.

This bloodstain...was left by John. How injured was he?

……

In the abandoned factory, there is a pungent gasoline smell, a lot of used gauze is piled up in the corner, and the dry, black and coagulated blood is all over the pile of discarded cloth!

Watson twisted his body, and immediately there was heart-piercing pain.

"Erica, at least you leave me a piece of clothing, my current body is not suitable for blowing!"

While injecting Watson with morphine, Erica said, "I left you underwear. To be honest... the next time you want to leave, call me. Why did you jump off the building and get hurt all over your body?"

"I called you and you let me go?"

"of course not!"

Watson shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "So, I have no choice but to smash the glass!"

Erica suddenly ruthlessly pushed Watson to the ground, pressed his elbow firmly on his chest, and said angrily, "You hacked my computer!"

"But I don't get any good either."

"Yes..." Erica got up from Watson, and said sarcastically, "It made my situation worse."

Watson's face changed: "When I hacked into the computer, Moriarty had already replaced the arms information, leaving only the drug information...He deliberately left the drug information to me, is he showing favor?"

"He has always done weird things, but now I need that batch of munitions information!"

"You know I don't have that document!"

"I know..." Erica paused slightly, then let out a breath and said, "I have to give the arms information to someone, understand?"

"..." Watson stared at Erica for a while, and immediately understood: "Are you not just helping Moriarty?"

"I only do things for money!"

Watson got up from the ground calmly, smiled and moved his left shoulder: "Help me get the wound off, don't let the blood out this time."

"Why should I help you?"

"Since I don't have the munitions information in my hand, but you haven't shot me yet... It can be seen that you have something to ask me!" Watson shook his head and said with a smile, "Don't really tell me that you are in love with me." I'm sorry...you won't believe it yourself if you tell me!"

Erica took out the medical kit resignedly, and sat behind Watson to treat his wound.

She sighed and said, "I know I can't lie to you, why didn't I know at first that you have the ability to see through other people's lies!"

"Don't be like this, another time, maybe I will really fall in love with you, and then I will work hard for you."

"Why not now?"

"I like danger, I like poison, and I like women like you more...but..."

"But what?"

"I'm different now..." Watson paused, looked back at Erica and said, "Tell me what you want me to do?"

"You have to help me get back that munitions file."

"How do I get it?"

Erica stood up, walked to the red heavy locomotive, and took down a white computer: "This is Grant's computer, I hope you can find something useful!"

Watson took the computer, looked at Erica and said, "Who?"

"The leader of the drug dealer... about the arms matter, he has obtained a lot of information for the government. Although it is not complete, I should be able to find a way to get past it!"

"Oh! You're kidding!"

"what?"

Watson moved the computer to Erica: "You want me to decipher this? I don't think it's easier than breaking into Mycroft's house and shooting him twice!"

"Baby, trust me to decipher this, it's easier than going to Mycroft's house." Erica shook her head in disdain suddenly: "But, you can let your precious lover—Sherlock take you there, it will be very easy! "

"Are you jealous?"

"Okay, yes...but if you can't decipher it, I'll kill you now."

After speaking, Erica took out a gun from her arms and pressed it against Watson's temple.

Watson slowly raised his hands, and said helplessly: "OK, I can't let you save me for nothing, you put down the gun first... I may need several computers to analyze the data together!"

Erica put the gun back into her arms: "It's good if you are willing to cooperate. I have talked to many people before, and they all said that the system of this computer is similar to mine. If you can open that computer, then this one will be fine." !"

"Don't you think it should be an interrogative sentence? You might as well find Moriarty, who made yours anyway."

Erica suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Watson again, and looked at Watson without saying a word!

Watson once again compromised helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong."