[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

"I need to go out and have a look around the pier. I can't stay here any longer." Nina said suddenly, her voice was low, and she couldn't help but tilt her head to look at the glass in the corridor. It was pitch black outside, not even a ray of light.

Even the moon hides itself at such times.

"You know that your actions are meaningless, Bernardo will not leave you anything, he just wants to make you feel scared, you are different from them." Sherlock continued.

Nina shrugged, and squeezed out a faint smile to Spencer who was looking blankly at her, "Sometimes reason doesn't determine behavior, I will be careful."

"She's going out, just... empty-handed?" Spencer stared at Nina's leaving figure, opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "We don't need to stop her? It's no different from going to die... Uh... I'm just worried, She looked completely non-aggressive."

Spencer said as he shook his hands. These hands are more suitable for holding a mouse than holding a gun. Oh, he is just a technician, not a front-line combat force.

"...What do you mean by what you said just now, them? Who are they? Who is Bernardo?" Spencer asked, his head was a little unclear, and he tried to understand what Sherlock was talking about.

However, it is clear that some information has exceeded the scope of his comprehension. He does not know who Bernardo is, does not know the so-called "they", and does not know where the "difference" is.

"You really don't get it? It's amazing, you're in a lawsuit and you're trying to get out of this situation, and someone did it for you, even if it was only a few days, and he told you that if you come to this island to participate in a Game, you can completely withdraw from the lawsuit. ... Don't talk, I know you want to say: yes."

Sherlock looked at Spencer, who had a look of surprise on his face, he really wanted to speak, but was stopped, he could only blushed and nodded.

"There is no other way. You came here. Kelly, Dick, and Amber also came here for similar reasons. All the people who need to be solved have gathered together. Of course, there is one key person, Enzo, who was originally You should be dealt with one by one, but Bernardo denied this boring approach. He set new rules and let you kill each other.

Dick knew that Kelly had a smoking habit, and he killed her with acid, and then Dick followed me to Baker Street, where he died in the explosion, but there were no bombs there before, as for Amber. "Sherlock pushed open the door to the lounge.

"You did it, Farrell." Sherlock hit Spencer on the cheekbone with a backhand before he could react.

Spencer staggered two steps and nearly fell to the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand indiscriminately, and looked at Sherlock who made a sudden move, "You haven't even seen Amber's body, sir."

"Oh, I've seen, before you entered the lab, you even had coffee stains on your cuffs, you often stayed up late, but never drank coffee, so the coffee was not made for yourself, and the only person was Amber .

He didn't drink the coffee you gave him, but made himself a new one, but obviously, you also poisoned the rest of the coffee, and from the beginning, you knew this was not going to be just a game. "

"You guessed wrong, Mr. Holmes, the poison is not in the coffee." Spencer said with some pride.

"On the coffee cup, of course it could be on the nails, because he has a bad habit of biting his nails, I know, you don't know anything about it." Sherlock continued, twitching the corner of his mouth at Spencer.

"Obviously, I have never seen a dead body. There can be many reasons for Amber's death. I only said one of them, just guessing, but you will correct me, people will always correct mistakes unconsciously statement."

Spencer's face turned purple. He was obviously annoyed by Sherlock's deceitful tactics. From the first moment he saw Sherlock, he knew that he should act with caution.

"A good answer, Mr. Holmes." There was a clear applause not far away, Bernardo smiled and approached the two along the corridor, "Originally Enzo needs to solve four people, but I just need to tell them that they can survive." If there is only one person, these people who think they are righteous will kill each other.

At the end of the day, people are selfish, and I just strengthened their traits a little bit. "

"Bernardo?"

"Yes." Bernardo smiled innocently, "Good evening,...don't look at me like that, Mr. Farrell." Bernardo looked at Spencer who suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he saw Like a monster, "A few days ago, we had a very friendly exchange, didn't we?"

"boring"

"Duplicity, Mr. Holmes, let me hear what you are thinking, oh, you take away the little phoenix, anthrax, thanks to you can think of it, maybe I can think about it next time, but I don't like large-scale massacre."

Bernardo raised a weird smile, Bernardo's smile became more and more stiff, and there was a sudden sharpness in his eyes.

"Don't try to analyze my past!" Bernardo said through gritted teeth. After Bernardo's voice fell, the lights in the corridor began to flicker on and off, making an obvious "creaking" sound, "Maybe I should shield you thoughts, Mr Holmes."

"It's just a habit, I can't control it."

"Don't move, you know what I'm going to do," Spencer said loudly, drawing his gun and pointing it at Bernardo.

He couldn't imagine at all that the weird ferryman took away his gun before he came, but this person in front of him arranged them to Scotland Yard, a place full of guns.

It's like an online game full of loopholes.

"Really?" Bernardo asked with a smile, slowly, the smile faded from Bernardo's face, "OK, I'm just kidding, don't get excited, Farrell, I can send you away and help you by the way Get out of that nasty legal battle."

"Poor acting, if you don't want to die, put down the gun." Sherlock frowned and said to Spencer.

"Don't meddle in your own business! I even have to wonder if you are in the same group, Mr. Holmes." Spencer raised his voice, looking fiercely at Bernardo while approaching, "I've had enough, just a moment , everything can be over."

Bernardo: "Calm down, you can't shoot, I will help you."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Spencer tensed his facial muscles and glared at Bernardo who was in a panic, "You should be afraid."

"Please look at your pistol, Farrell, it's obviously been disassembled, it was tampered with, the moment you shot..." Sherlock said.

Bernardo interrupted Shylock, and continued to persuade: "Don't you dare, Farrell, without me, you will be entangled in lawsuits, you will be thrown into prison, think about those prisoners, they will bully you as much as you want, I tried my best to torture you."

As soon as Bernardo finished speaking, there was a roar in the long and narrow corridor.

Spencer looked at the gun in his hand in disbelief, the bullet did not shoot out from the muzzle, but exploded inside the barrel, the pistol was blown apart, and the blasted fragments pierced into his body.

"...It's impossible." Spencer touched his chest and spread his hands tremblingly, which were covered with his own blood.

"Unfortunately, this is the truth." Bernardo spread his hands innocently, put on his usual smile, and looked down at Spencer who suddenly fell to the ground, "I didn't expect you to be so impatient."

Bernardo said helplessly, raised his eyebrows, took two steps back, and stroked the tip of his nose with his index finger, "I'm not used to dead people at such close range, I can't help it, please forgive me, Mr. Holmes, maybe we can change place to talk.

Talk about the reason why you want to stay here even though you have a way to leave. You can guess the general situation of the plan, but you don't know the details. You don't have much time, so you want to find out everything through me. "

"NO, I just want to make sure of one thing." Sherlock twitched the corner of his mouth, drew out his gun and pointed it at Bernardo.

"Does it have to be like this?" Bernardo raised his hand helplessly, blinked and looked at the red dot that suddenly fell on Sherlock's forehead, "It seems that you can't act rashly, Mr. Holmes."

"By the way, you can't go out of this building. All the exits, including the windows, are only because you are in the way. Mr. Holmes, unfortunately, you may starve to death here." Bernardo smiled, put down his hand hand, turned to leave.

"Bang" came a second gunshot in the corridor.

Bernardo, who hadn't taken two steps, suddenly staggered two steps forward and fell to the ground. Dark red blood gushed out from the wound on his chest and flowed on the ground.

Startled, Sherlock withdrew the gun in his hand and looked in the direction of the gunshot.Nina was withdrawing the gun indifferently, her face was pale.

"You fired? How could you bring Enzo down quietly? Don't say...the white powder in your pocket can make people unconscious quickly."

Nina threw the rifle aside and pulled her hair vigorously, "That's true. Is anthrax really a lie, Mr. Holmes?"

Nina lowered her voice and asked, she almost held her breath and walked up to Bernardo, turning him over with trembling hands, "I know you won't die, Bernardo."

Nina looked at Bernardo who was lying on the ground.

"It hurts, I don't want to move now." Bernardo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Nina, the originally dark eyes were now scarlet, "I know you want to kill me, but you can't, little Phoenix, maybe You would like to ask Mr. Holmes for help, and try your wand."