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Watson stood on the diving platform of the swimming pool, with his hands in his white suit pants, and his eyelids drooping without saying a word. The blue tiles of the swimming pool dyed the water blue, but the water waves on the surface were illuminated by the orange lights. And turned orange...

Water has no color and is transparent. This is a well-known fact, but it seems that it is such a characteristic that it has no position when it is born... Just like a person, it always changes because of the environment or a certain person.

But this doesn't mean they don't want to have their own position and their own feelings. In the past, they would only do what others arranged, but after meeting Sherlock, many things that they used to take for granted became unacceptable.

For example, Sherlock's deception is making himself angry.

What are these never-before-seen feelings?

Watson couldn't help clenching his hands in his trouser pockets. He took a deep breath, then raised his eyelids, and said as if with all his strength, "Tell me what you want, Sherlock?"

Sherlock looked up at Watson and asked in confusion, "What?"

"Actually, they don't understand you. If you want to do something, you will do it to the best of your ability. There is nothing you can't do, only things you don't want to do." Watson spread his hands with a wry smile, and smiled helplessly: "For example, today , in fact, you don’t need me, you can win without me, because you are never a loser. The CPU in your brain can handle everything in the world.”

A trace of panic flashed across Sherlock's face, he hesitated and took half a step forward with his right foot: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, isn't everything planned by you?"

"I planned it, but I was..."

"To deal with Moriarty?" Watson interrupted Sherlock with a smile: "Congratulations, you succeeded!"

"Hahaha..." Moriarty burst out laughing. He squatted on the ground exaggeratedly covering his stomach, and pounded the ground while laughing: "That means you, Sherlock, have been acting before, which made me mistakenly think that John Did you leave in anger?"

Sherlock turned to look at Moriarty, and said calmly: "John found out that you are going to sell the memory stick to Afghanistan this time, and I think you know it too. Once I don't care about the memory stick, I can concentrate on playing the memory stick you set up. If you play the game, you will probably think that I am nothing more than that. Then I drive John away, and he will definitely escape to Afghanistan and continue to pursue you. You will go after him, but unfortunately although the missile program is irrelevant to you, but There is a real need for those in Afghanistan.

I knew John would be hacking into my computer within three days, it was just a matter of time.As long as I am responsible for delaying you for three days at the latest, John will know that I will meet and confront you here.

Next, he will sell the missile program to the Afghans. By the way, he will find out the terrorist organization in your branch. I said that I will make you pay the price. Your line in Afghanistan is completely broken. I just need to hand over these Mycroft, complete his deal of helping me. "

"Hehe..." Moriarty smiled and got up: "Good job, you successfully distracted me, you don't care about the memory stick, John was also angry at you, I was short You won't notice what you're thinking for a while.

But the most important thing here is John. He is the key to the whole plan. It will be a matter of time before he finds out my influence, but you have to make sure that he will come back within three days, and you have to use my missile plan to bring him back. Returning a group of mercenaries to deal with me, I have to say that this is the best move. "

"Hehe..." Watson couldn't help laughing, but soon stopped smiling, staring at the water in the swimming pool in a daze...

K made himself believe in Sherlock, and when he saw what the system sent, he almost...was so moved that he almost cried, which is really ironic.

Because the conversation with Moriarty on Sherlock's computer was all about worrying about himself.He deliberately drove himself away for his own safety, and he said those words...

But... three days ago...

"You want to go back?" K opened the tent, leaned against the door and said with a smile: "Is our deal still count?"

"Of course." Watson lowered his head while packing his luggage and replied, "I need a group of mercenaries."

"What are they used for?"

"Supporting a scene for a mentally handicapped person who can't express emotion."

"Your boss?"

"It is said that he is not the boss anymore, it is almost like my creditor."

"Okay... I'm curious about your relationship..." K moved into the tent, folded his arms and said, "I want to meet him if I have a chance."

"That's easy, you come to 221B Baker Street..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of gunfire outside the tent, and K immediately picked up the submachine gun from the table, turned around and ran out...

"Touch—" Watson followed closely behind, and just as he walked outside the tent, a grenade exploded beside him.

Watson immediately lifted his jacket to cover his head, and threw himself on the ground. The ensuing tinnitus drowned out all the sound of gunfire.

In the confusion, K grabbed Watson's arm, dragged him to the outside of a jeep, quickly stuffed Watson into the passenger seat, and then drove the jeep through the crowd.

Watson, who had just been shaken by the bomb and was a little nauseated and dizzy, his eyes were blurred. He swayed with the car's swaying from side to side, as if his body was not his own... After finally sitting still, the scene had already started.

Then K threw a submachine gun, Watson caught it, immediately stood on the seat, poked his head out of the sunroof, aimed at the chasing vehicle behind him and fired.

"Squealing—" The enemy vehicle that was accurately punctured rushed out of the road at an angle and fell into the cliff on the right.

"Good marksmanship." K said with a smile.

Watson came back from the skylight, resumed his sitting posture, held the gun and smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

"But why is your expression not right?"

"Really?" Watson lowered his head slowly, staring at the tip of his shoe in a daze...

I completely overlooked one point...that is, I came to Afghanistan to investigate by myself. Moriarty must have noticed something, and Sherlock must have known it too, but if Sherlock drove him away for his own benefit, it doesn't make sense!

Because he definitely knew that he would definitely come to Afghanistan, and it would be easier for Moriarty to leave London...

Watson immediately took out his computer and quickly typed something on the keyboard!

Mycroft's computer is not capable of hacking, but...for example, leaving the country by myself, it is a bit strange to think so smoothly, after all, I have been in a special prison before.

Soon, he sneaked into the system of the immigration administration along the network... After a while, he finally found some useful information.

Watson raised the corners of his mouth in disbelief, and smiled mockingly...

Sure enough, it was Mycroft who gave the order, otherwise he wouldn't have crossed the border so smoothly.

But why did Mycroft do it?Obviously, it all points to Sherlock.

Mycroft wouldn't let it go without a good reason, but Sherlock couldn't fool Mycroft... so there must be a pact between them.

If Sherlock's original intention of driving him away becomes a plan, then it all makes sense.

Sherlock wasn't afraid that he would be in danger, but because he needed to go to Afghanistan to investigate Moriarty himself, and he had figured out that he would hack his computer, and he would follow Mycroft to figure out the reason!

But... why didn't he just tell himself?Am I not to be trusted?

Watson shook his head and said with a smile: "When you find yourself important to someone, but suddenly you find that you are not so important.

His world has always been only his own, because he dominates everything, even if you find out the truth, you will still take everything he wants into account, isn't it sad? "

K looked back at Watson inexplicably: "That is to say, if he treats you like this, will you still forgive him?"

forgive me?There was no forgiveness with Sherlock... because all of this was chosen by myself, and Sherlock never forced himself.

Watson's thoughts gradually returned from the scorching Afghanistan to the rainy London, back to the diving platform of the swimming pool, and back to Moriarty and Sherlock.

He sighed to Moriarty, and said with a calm smile: "You are wrong, I am not the key to this plan, Sherlock is, because he is not bad at all, and even if I know that I am being used, I will still be the key to this plan." return."

Sherlock turned his head away, lowered his eyelids, and the shadows cast by his eyelashes covered his pupils... After a while, he said slowly: "Moriarty, you lost, your people have been surrounded by the people brought back by John, I also planted bombs in the sewers."

Moriarty smiled very friendly: "Since you didn't want to threaten me with death, why did you install the bomb?"

"This is the evidence for arresting you."

"What?" Moriarty's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I don't care much about international affairs. I don't know that the information in my hands is too superficial. You can get out of trouble at any time."

"So you can threaten me if you install the bomb and threaten me?"

"Of course not..." Sherlock raised his head suddenly, and said with a smile: "However, you can be temporarily arrested in the name of a terrorist organization, and your detention period should at least be longer, because you have to go through a lot of legal procedures."

"Is that your purpose?"

"Of course it's more than that... it's just buying time to dismantle your criminal gang."

Moriarty's expression changed, and he stared angrily at Sherlock: "You want me to mess myself up so I can find out the loopholes."

"You judge for yourself." Sherlock raised his hands exaggeratedly and shook his hands from left to right: "Did I find your important handle, or did I wait for you to give the handle automatically?"

Moriarty angrily drew out his pistol and pointed it at Sherlock, and fired without hesitation. Sherlock immediately squatted down and quickly rolled to avoid it.

"It's ugly not to lose." Sherlock said with a sarcastic smile.

"Touch—" Moriarty raised his eyelids, turned around and shot Watson.

Watson dodged sideways, slipped and fell into the pool...Seeing that Moriarty was always aiming at Watson's muzzle, Sherlock jumped into the water without hesitation.

Watson, who was on fire, couldn't restrain his anger when he was disturbed by Moriarty. He took out a pistol from his arms, and aimed at Moriarty fiercely... The two guns faced each other, and fired at the same time. one shot.

A streak of red blood was rippling in the water, Watson raised his hands and looked at himself blankly, then at Moriarty who was hit in the knee on the bank.

How come there is no pain?

As soon as Watson raised his head, he saw Sherlock standing in front of him. The continuous blood in the water came from Sherlock!

"What are you doing?" Watson hugged Sherlock and shouted desperately: "Where are you injured? Are you injured?"

"John..." Sherlock said intermittently, "I..."

"Don't say anything, don't say anything."

Watson leaned on Sherlock and swam towards the shore...

The author has something to say: Spoiler alert, Juanfu will be beaten up╭(╯3╰)╮Everyone knows~~I’m not in a good state recently, sigh~~~~~