save Sherlock

Seven or eight metal barrels are close together, covered with a wooden board, combined to form a temporary office area, neatly stacked on top, twelve laptops...

The display screen of the notebook is covered by a large number of characters, and a large amount of data is being analyzed non-stop!

Watson, however, ignored the results of the analysis, and stood alone beside an abandoned shelf with his arms folded...

[System, how is Sherlock? 】

[I don't know how to describe it...]

【what? 】

The tiger-headed dog jumped down from the window sill and followed Sherlock's footsteps closely. In the past two days, wherever Sherlock went, he went there...

However, Sherlock just lay quietly on the sofa. Within 48 hours, he ate two sandwiches and drank a cup of black tea. He didn't play the violin to disturb the people, and he didn't use nicotine to help him think!

Watson frowned and said, "It's normal for him not to eat. When did he eat normally... Does he have any new cases?" 】【No, I'm sure, I'm almost inseparable! 】【Okay...then he is in a bad mood? 】

[I don't know... He said 'no' for a while, and 'that's it' for a while.I talked to myself for two days and two nights, and I still haven't slept! 】【Is he bored? 】Watson clasped his arms tightly, and said anxiously: 【You keep an eye on him, if this continues, he might touch drugs! 】The tiger-headed dog said nervously; 【He got up! 】

【Where did you go? 】

The tiger-headed dog immediately rushed to Sherlock's feet, Sherlock looked down at the tiger-headed dog, and suddenly bent down and picked it up!

Sherlock was wearing dark blue pajamas. Underneath the pajamas was a white shirt and trousers. He hadn't taken it off since returning from the circus, and he seemed to be in a trance...

He walked into the kitchen with the bulldog in his arms and threw it on the table...

At this time, the kitchen still looked like Watson walked in. Two unwashed empty plates were spread out on the table, half of a carton of milk had expired, and two milk cups that hadn’t been cleaned in time gave off an unpleasant sour smell. smell...

The tiger-headed dog looked at Sherlock's back suspiciously...

Want to experiment?Sherlock's purpose in the kitchen is only to do chemical experiments!

"Kangdang, kangdang——" After a burst of thumping, Sherlock turned around with a smug smile.

He held two sandwiches in his hand, and while putting the one on his right hand into his mouth, he handed the one on his left hand to the bulldog.

The bulldog sniffed carefully, then looked up at Sherlock...

Sherlock puffed out his cheeks, chewing on the sandwich as if he was chewing a leather belt. He was really eating with that uncomfortable look?

...the important thing is that what he makes...is it edible?

Watson couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said with a puzzled face; [Won't you put caustic soda? 】【I don’t know...】The tiger-headed dog closed his eyes, risked his life, lowered his head and took a bite: [It tastes good, no caustic soda, no potassium permanganate, and no nitroglycerin...] Watson was even more puzzled, and put his hands together. Standing on the shelf: [Did Sherlock take the wrong medicine?He even cooks for you, it's not like him...] [What do you think? 】

【I don’t know, you keep staring at him...】

【Maybe it's because of...】

【Why? 】

The tiger-headed dog looked up...a ​​look at Sherlock who didn't know how to eat...

[Maybe it was because of Sherlock that he finally found a friend, but he was betrayed...] [So, is he trying to fight back? 】

【...Don't you think he might be sad? 】

【He doesn't care about so many emotional issues, he has long since abandoned the secular world...】 Watson paused, then smiled and said: 【But it is because he abandoned the secular world that he is Sherlock! 】The tiger-headed dog sighed, jumped back to his window sill, lay down sleepily, and continued to monitor Sherlock...

Whether it's Sherlock or Watson... they're all so difficult to understand, they're obviously not that complicated!

"Bump—" Erica put a can of beer heavily on the tin barrel, and the two-phase collision made a loud noise!

"Back?" Watson turned to look at Erica and said with a smile.

"Don't you think you should be at the computer right now?"

"Hanging yourself has to make people breathe. Sitting next to the computer all the time is not good for your eyes!"

Erika rolled her eyes angrily, and suddenly, she took out the gun in her arms and slammed it on the tin bucket.

She said lightly: "Either go back to your position and analyze the data, or I'll shoot you in the head!"

"What days of the month? You've been cranky lately!"

"Tomorrow night is the appointed time. I'm really irritable... If you can't decipher the code before tomorrow night, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Watson shook his head helplessly, and sat back in front of the computer. The rapidly moving characters were running at high speed in Watson's black eyes, and his brain dared not rest for a moment!

The weather in the second half of the night was a bit chilly, and the cold wind poured directly into Watson's shoulder wound.

"Hiss—" He shook his left arm irritably, and only used his right hand to tap the keyboard.

In the dim abandoned factory, only the light from these twelve computers was enough to see the blood oozing from the bandage on Watson's shoulder...

The slight smell of blood in the air quickly awakened Erica.

She took the medical bag and walked to Watson: "It's cracked again, don't you know?"

"Yes, so I can only work with one hand... However, I believe that killers have a better sense of smell, especially a killer like you."

Erica smiled helplessly: "But you are not a killer, why are you so sensitive to the smell of blood?"

"I want to have my own life..."

"Many times, I'm the same as you, but...the environment won't allow it, and once you taste the danger, no one can escape its drug addiction!"

"……Yes……"

That's why I chose to stay by Sherlock's side... This is also one of the reasons!

As dawn approached, Watson's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his tightly locked brows never let go for a second!

Seeing Watson's increasingly tense expression, Erica couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong?"

"Something went wrong, but I'll try to..."

Watson's left shoulder became bloody again from typing hard on the keyboard...

Erica rarely showed a girl's sympathy: "I don't understand...why are you having trouble with drug dealers? At first I thought you were looking for excitement, but you didn't want to be targeted by your lover's brother for killing, so you chose these things." Evil strikes!"

"Evil is nothing more than harming the interests of the majority of people, so it is classified as evil..."

"You think so?"

"Then what do you think I'll think?"

"I don't know...but that's not what you said in your eyes."

"That's what I think because I'm disgusted by drugs... Just because it makes me feel bad, I'm going to destroy it, it's that simple!"

Erica looked at Watson inexplicably, and said after a while, "You are very strange... But, is it really worth it for you to pay for Sherlock like this?"

The sound of "Papa--" keyboard knocking came to an abrupt end.

Watson turned his head slowly and looked at Erica coldly: "I don't need anyone to judge what I do. If you still want to get the information at night, just stay honest."

"It seems that you really love him, and you won't even let me mention it." Erica walked away awkwardly, looking at Watson with disdain.

On the branches of the moon, in the dark abandoned factory, only the knocking sound of "Papa--" can be heard. The natural clouds seemed to be frightened by this sound, and hurriedly swam over to cover the moon...

"Didi——" the timer sounded exactly at seven o'clock.

With Watson's last keystroke, Grant's computer completely collapsed at this moment, and all the information was presented in front of him without reservation.

Erica rushed over immediately, and quickly swipe the mouse to browse the information...

She smiled and said, "Okay, okay...not bad, I didn't expect Grant to find so many, I can sell them for a good price!"

"Then you can let me go?"

"I let you go, do you want to go back?"

"It's none of your business."

"...But, John, I can't let you go now, and you should also understand that I have no reason to let you go, unless you are willing to follow me, but...Obviously, it's impossible now!"

Watson was forcibly taken to the open space outside the abandoned factory, and then was rudely stuffed into a sports car by Erica...

Looking out from the glass of the front window, it was pitch black, and with the clouds blocking the moonlight, now, it was even more black and boundless...

"I like this Lamboniki." Watson tossed around in the car for a while, looking at Erica happily: "The electronic door lock of your car is very powerful!"

"Don't play tricks on me." Erica said viciously while tying Watson's hands behind her back.

After a while... from the black night, several figures walked out.

Erica immediately turned on the headlights, instantly illuminating the person coming.

She said happily: "Here comes the man, you just stay here!"

"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen!"

As soon as Erica opened the car door, she looked back at Watson anxiously, then decisively pulled out her gun, and aimed a shot at Watson's right leg.

"Oh!" Watson looked at Erica angrily: "What do you mean?"

"You're too cunning, I'll think about your business after I'm done!"

"Women are really suspicious!"

"Touch—" Erica closed the car door triumphantly, and looked at Watson like a prisoner.

Watching Erica walk away, the anger on Watson's face disappeared without a trace.

[System, you can call the police now! 】

[But you, you are not out of danger yet! 】

[It's okay, if the transaction is successful, this batch of munitions materials will be useless...and I have my own way...] After finishing speaking, Watson had a triumphant smile on his face!

He took out the scalpel hidden in his belt and easily cut through the rope.

In the past, there was no electronic lock from that company, which could escape from the palm of my hand. This Lamboniki has been ruined countless times by myself...

Watson unlocked it with a smile, and he succeeded easily in less than a quarter of an hour!

He took out the nitric acid and concentrated sulfuric acid he found from the abandoned factory. Suddenly, he let out a grin and shook his head triumphantly...

God is helping me, why did Erica find a chemical factory...

...Fortunately, there are these cute little guys on those hidden shelves!

He quietly opened the car door, but was shot in the left leg, and he had to struggle to get his leg out of the car.

I said a long time ago that I want to teach this girl a lesson, don't put glycerin in the medical bag next time!

It can be made by mixing glycerin, an extremely dangerous nitroglycerin explosive...

However, the nature of this thing is extremely unstable, and now my leg is still hurting...

However, if he stopped the transaction and handed over the information about this batch of arms to Mycroft, he would be cleared of suspicion... At least, he would not have to drink coffee!Sherlock will finally understand who I am...

Watson clenched his fists and decided to fight this time!

You can't let Moriarty control everything, even if you risk your life, you have to prove that I am not anyone's pawn... Yes, I am not a pawn, never have been!