[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

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It was dark all around, no light, no wind, no sound, everything seemed to stop and disappear in an instant.The only thing I can hear is my own heartbeat, which is beating powerfully and regularly.

Nina gradually woke up from the coma, her head was still in chaos, and every part of her mind seemed to be clamoring to go on strike, allowing her to obey the effects of the pills and continue to immerse herself in drowsiness.

"how long?"

"Three hours and fifteen minutes."

Nina vaguely heard someone talking, but she couldn't hear it clearly. Their voices were not loud, and they were far away. Then there was a sound of footsteps. The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer from far to near.

"Nina Roberts, I know you're awake." The man's voice exploded in his ears. It wasn't the blond boy, and Nina could tell this from the voice.

The man's voice is reminiscent of winter, without any temperature, and bone-chilling coldness.

The man grabbed Nina's hair, forcing her to raise her head. The chain tied to Nina's wrist made a series of tinkling sounds following the man's movements.

"Why did you choose me? Who are you?" Nina opened her eyes and asked hoarsely. There seemed to be a fire burning in her throat, which made her cough violently.

She remembered the man's face, and she had bumped into him and Simonli on the way to Professor Ball's house.

"You should be honored." Andos suddenly opened the corners of his mouth, showing a creepy and creepy smile.

[us?Who else? ]

Nina thought suspiciously, her eyes revealed a confused look, she could guess: they found her maybe related to the batch of powerful analgesics she gave to DC Corporation, but what exactly does DC Corporation and this group of people belong to? Whether there are other people behind them, whether there is a wizard involved in it, she doesn't know at all.

Andros let go of Nina's hair, threw her aside, turned and left the room.

After Andos left, Nina really realized where she was.Surrounded by smooth steel walls, the vents are set on the ceiling, and the only way to the outside is a locked iron door, guarded by two men in black trench coats with expressionless faces.

Behind the two is an electronic door that requires a password. Not long after Andos left, the electronic door opened again. The blond boy walked out of the door with a shy and innocent expression, and showed a warm smile to Nina. .

"That's great, it seems that Andos didn't scare you." The blond boy said happily, and stretched out his hand to straighten Nina's messy hair, but Nina grabbed her wrist.

"I have no malice." The blond boy blinked innocently, with a gentle and bright light shining from his eyes, "I can assure you, Phoenix."

"That's not my name." Nina let go of her hand, frowned in disgust, and her once delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Yes, it's just a matter of time, no one will refuse." The blond boy slowed down his tone, his voice was soft, like a feather falling down.

"However, I can understand that even if you are tied up here and know that your life is not in danger, you will have no fear."

The blond boy turned his head, smiled slyly, and handed the book in his hand to Nina, "Take it to pass the time, I believe you will like it, nursery rhymes of Mother Goose...don't try to escape, Phoenix."

The blond boy suddenly pinched Nina's chin with his hand, put it close to Nina's ear, and lowered his voice: "Otherwise, I can only decorate you with beautiful flowers. I hope that at that time, you will cry sweetly and desperately." Shouting pleases me."

While talking softly, the blond boy let go of Nina's chin, and regained his innocence.

"Choose one, my lovely little phoenix, the nursery rhymes in it will always bring people infinite dreams, won't they?"

221B Baker Street

"Sherlock, someone is looking for you downstairs." Mrs. Hudson hurried upstairs and stood at the door panting.

"Mr. Holmes, I'm really sorry to call you, ah..., you don't have to care who I am, this is just a game... To be honest, I don't know who you are... Please don't hang up, at least let me hold the phone finished reading."

"Jessica, you're cheating!...it doesn't count"

"Get off, you bastard!" There was a curse on the phone, the harsh music mixed with all kinds of noisy voices, it sounded like a small party.

And this girl named Jessica seemed to be playing a big adventure. At the request of her companion, she called Mr. Holmes and was asked to read the words written on the note.

"There are many people in the world who deserve to die, and so does she. So, I killed her, in the name of love and hate. This should not be difficult for you, Mr. Holmes, please take it as a prelude to the game.

Of course, if I can't get a satisfactory answer within the stipulated time, these lovely children will become the best sacrifices. "

"Cool, this sounds like a plot from a TV series. Are you a detective, Fore..." Jessica asked in amazement, and suddenly Jessica's green and hoarse voice stopped abruptly, turning into a series of " Beep——” sound.

"Sherlock, is this someone you know? It sounds like a child." Mrs. Hudson poked her head out of the room.

After Sherlock answered the phone, his expression became excited, even his lake green eyes became radiant, he stepped forward to hug Mrs. Hudson, and said excitedly: "The game has begun, Mrs. Hudson! "

"Oh, God, you bad boy, you must only be excited about murder." Mrs. Hudson showed a helpless smile.

"Yes." Sherlock let go, rubbed his hands excitedly, turned and rushed up the stairs, "There will always be someone who can't hold back their loneliness."

At the same time, there was a knock on the closed door, and Lestrade, who had left not long ago, came back with a cardboard box in his hand, the muscles on his cheeks tensed, and the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly.

"You always like weird cases, come and see, Sherlock, someone gave me a skull as soon as I went out." Lestrade raised the hard box in his hand, his expression was depressed, his face was in the light It's a little ugly.

He had come to inquire about the theft of Barclays Bank.

"I'm waiting for it!" Sherlock said excitedly, went downstairs to take the hard box, opened it, and there was indeed a lonely skull inside.

Lestrade looked down at the skull, and pointed at the skeleton in surprise, "You know someone is going to deliver this? You won't bring it back from Bartz Hospital."

"Of course not." Sherlock took out the skull and carefully measured it.

[(Boy, I killed her, he ≠ her → another person) (connection?) (volatile fatty acids in soil, decomposition residue → seven months ↑) (head scar → cause of death? Baseball bat? Further inspection ) (skull incompleteness, bone quality → immune system disease similar to lupus erythematosus)]

Butts Hospital 13:10

Jasmine leaned against the table, looking at Sherlock who suddenly stood up from the gas chromatograph, she knew that Sherlock didn't like being disturbed.

So, she kept silent until Sherlock made a move just now, and then asked, "Is there a result?"

"Of course, a very big discovery." Sherlock looked excited, and he couldn't wait to take out the skull.

"The skull was stained with nearby soil, Titan Amorphophallus, native to the tropical rainforest area of ​​Sumatra, Indonesia, which is not suitable for planting in London, except in special places; a small amount of pollen appeared in the Thames River southwest of London.

There is only one place eligible - the Kew Gardens. "

As soon as Sherlock's voice fell, the movement of his hands stopped at the same time. He put the skull back into the hard box and took it out of the laboratory.

Kew Gardens 14:20

"Oh, you're a new employee. I don't seem to remember that the botanical garden has recruited new people recently." A woman with light black curly hair stopped Sherlock, and looked Sherlock up and down with black eyes.

"I was specially recruited." Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, his sharp eyes fell on the work permit in front of the curly-haired woman, "by your boss Smith."

[(special affection) (male: married) (has had close relationship)]

"He mentioned you." Sherlock twitched the corner of his mouth again. Smith was just a name he made up temporarily. It seemed that he guessed it right.

"Witt? Oh, well," the curly-haired woman instantly relaxed when she heard Smith's name, and smiled charmingly at Sherlock, "Then he should have told you that wearing a work permit is a must, especially today. "

"today?"

"Routine inspection, please return to your post as soon as possible, I don't care who recruited you." The curly-haired woman turned cold instantly, glanced at Sherlock, and hurriedly left the place.

Sherlock took out the introduction to the exhibition hall that he had picked up at the door from his pocket, and hung the work pass he had brought out from Scotland Yard on his chest.

The botanical garden is surprisingly large, and all kinds of beautiful and delicate flowers are always pleasing to the eye, and occasionally even the chirping of insects and birds can be heard.

From Sherlock's point of view, all these were obviously labeled as "useless". With his amazing ability to distinguish the road, he found the Princess of Wales Greenhouse in just a few minutes.