[Shen Xia + HP] In the name of a detective

At this moment, a person suddenly opened the door and came in from the outside. He didn't seem to be aware of the situation in the living room at this time, and said, "Honey, I didn't buy coffee powder, so I bought ordinary coffee."

After saying this, he finally raised his head and saw the visitors crowded in the living room, his expression suddenly changed from "My dear, I'm sorry I didn't buy coffee powder" to "Why are they here", and finally changed to It became "save me, save me, I don't want to die yet".

However, it was precisely because he raised his head that the detective trio could see his face clearly. This person was James Moriarty who was manipulating everything behind the scenes.Seeing his appearance, Aurora couldn't help curling her lips. Why does the same actor and the same acting skills make her admire from the bottom of her heart when she is on Sherlock, but she can't help wanting to be on Moriarty? What about complaining?

At this moment, Moriarty, or if Aurora could call him Brook the whistleblower, retreated step by step, pressed his back against the wall in horror, and raised his hands subconsciously, as if to Sherlock and his party beg for mercy.He put on an expression of seeing a ghost, his eyes widened, and he said, "You said they couldn't find this place, and you said I would be safe here."

And Watson, who was regarded as a "ghost", suddenly saw Moriarty, and then realized that the damn Richard Brooke was actually dressed up by Moriarty, and he was so angry that he didn't know what to say What's the point, he just pointed at him and shouted: "Is this the whistleblower you mentioned? Moriarty is that Brooke?"

Kitty Riley immediately stood up from the wooden chair, she didn't seem to hear Watson's questioning, her eyes were only locked on Moriarty, her tone was soothing, and she called him A nickname with a fake name, said: "Richard, I am your witness, they will not hurt you in front of the witness."

Aurora snorted softly, her eyes kept moving back and forth between Kitty Riley and Moriarty, with a clear expression on her face, and said: "I guess you will say next, this person It's Richard Brooke, and the fabled Moriarty doesn't exist, he's just someone Sherlock hired to play Moriarty, right?"

"Officer Hopps, and Dr. Watson, I know you are all good people." Moriarty, who fabricated a false identity, still pretended to be at a loss, and there was deep love for Sherlock in his eyes. As if grasping at the last straw, he tried to persuade Aurora and Watson to believe his words, "Please, please don't hurt me."

"You're not some Richard Brooke! You're Moriarty!" Watson saw that Moriarty deliberately pretended to be harmless in front of them, and he became extremely irritable and emotional, pointing Then he defended Sherlock, "Do you remember? You wanted to blow me and Aurora to death, and you told Sherlock that he could only save me one of the two!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Moriarty apologized repeatedly, as if he was really sorry for his previous behavior. He pointed at Sherlock, eager to defend himself, "He paid me to hire me, and I need a job, I used to be an actor."

Then Watson, who was out of anger, wanted to rush over to beat Moriarty several times, but he interpreted it as being out of breath.Sherlock and Aurora also rushed up together, but they were grabbed by the female reporter Riley, and Moriarty took advantage of this gap to run upstairs, rushed into the bedroom, and closed the room tightly. door.

Sherlock believed that Moriarty must have backup, and felt that it was pointless to spend time here, but Watson still wanted to keep blocking him outside the door like this.It's a pity that he couldn't get his wish in the end. A call came from a stranger. She claimed to be a medical staff and said that Mrs. Hudson had been shot.The warm and kind landlady encountered unexpected disasters, perhaps caused by the killers that Sherlock led to Baker Street, and Watson naturally rushed back to take care of her.

"Go back, we're busy." Sherlock took Aurora's hand, squeezed her fingertips imperceptibly, and signaled her to cooperate with his plan, as if he didn't hear Mrs. Hudson His experience was average, his face showed no expression, and his tone was so cold that he wanted Watson to rush up and beat him up.

"Busy? Don't tell me, you have to think again." After Watson received that call, he subconsciously felt that the three of them would go back to Baker Street to visit Mrs. Hudson together, but Sherlock The sudden and inhuman indifference caught him off guard, his eyes widened, and he lost his temper angrily, "Don't you care about her at all? The last time an American touched her, you almost gave him away." killed."

"Mrs. Hudson is just my landlord." Even though Watson's voice was deafening and echoed in the empty streets, Sherlock was still indifferent and separated himself and Hudson with a simple sentence. Mrs. Sen's relationship shows that at this critical moment, he still has many important things to do, and he has no time to do meaningless things, such as visiting Mrs. Hudson who was shot.

"She's dying...you're so cold-blooded!" Watson felt that Sherlock's answer was unreasonable, so he reprimanded him loudly, and then resolutely gave up on Sherlock, who had an indifferent face, and turned to the side who was tightly held by him. Holding hands, Aurora said, "Leave him alone, Aurora, let's go back and take care of Mrs. Hudson."

After finishing speaking, Watson turned around and went to the side of the road to call. He was fully convinced that even if Aurora turned to Sherlock again on weekdays, this time she would definitely be on his side.Yes, he had no doubts that Aurora would follow, but she didn't.

"Aurora?" After walking a few steps, Watson found that there was no other sound besides his own footsteps on the asphalt road, so he turned his head and looked at her in disbelief. Aurora still standing beside Sherlock.

"Since Mrs. Hudson is with you, I will stay with Sherlock..." Aurora naturally knew Sherlock. If something happened to Mrs. Hudson, he must be the first A person who rushed to clean up the culprit, but now, he has such an attitude, and even deliberately angered Watson with cold words, so even if Sherlock didn't pinch her fingertips to hint, she can guess to what is going on.

Watson didn't expect Aurora to answer like that, he took a few breaths, tried to calm himself down, but failed in the end, he just said "you two, it's fine" and went on The taxi almost slammed the door of the car with a loud "bang".

"Tell me, what is the purpose of sending John away?" Aurora watched the taxi go away, recalling Watson's attitude towards the two of them just now, she sighed helplessly, and then lightly leaned her head against the taxi. On the shoulder of Sherlock beside him, said.

"I remember you mentioned before that the reason why Li Chengzhi was able to hide the truth and create the illusion of death was because of your brother's magic." Sherlock and Aurora also looked in the same direction, almost imperceptibly lightly. Sighing lightly, he said.

"Yes." At first, Aurora wondered why Sherlock would suddenly mention this old matter, but after thinking about it, she roughly understood what he was thinking and gave an affirmative answer.

"And I, too, need a suspended animation." Sherlock seemed to have thought of something suddenly, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said.

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Watson hurried back to Baker Street, only to find that Mrs. Hudson was sitting comfortably on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, with the latest hit TV series on the TV, and a cup of hot tea in her hand. Take a small sip.She didn't notice Watson's abnormality, but she was very worried about Sherlock's situation, and asked worriedly: "How about the police? Sherlock should have already solved it?"

Only then did Watson understand what was going on. No wonder Sherlock and Aurora acted as if they were not worried about Mrs. Hudson at all. It turned out that this was just an excuse Sherlock made up to distract himself.He wanted to rush back to Sherlock's side immediately, but he didn't know where to find him.

Watson turned around and rushed out the door again, running aimlessly but hastily along the side of the street.He looked up at the sky, and the sky gradually turned into a dazzling white light, and the sun also slowly rose after the farce of the night.He felt the cell phone in his hand vibrate a few times, and when he unlocked the interface, he found that it was a text message from Aurora.

The content is very short, only four clear words: Butts Hospital.

When Watson finally hailed a taxi and rushed to Barts Hospital, Sherlock called at the right time, probably because he saw that he had arrived somewhere.He was worried that Sherlock deliberately distracted himself in order to do something dangerous that he would never allow when he was around. After hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, he pressed the answer button almost immediately. The person on the side said in a calm tone: "Stand there and don't move. Now, John, look up, and I'm on the roof."

When Watson heard the words "I'm on the roof", for some reason, an ominous premonition filled his heart. He raised his head according to Sherlock's instructions, but the first thing he saw was not the man on the roof. Sherlock, but the glow of the sky.

The sky was gradually brightening, and the sun lazily poked its head out from behind the building of Butts Hospital, smiling and radiating the first ray of brilliance in the morning, and the fog was swallowed up bit by bit.With such a beautiful dawn and such a beautiful scene, Watson couldn't help but feel that the crisis was over, and his nerves, which had been tense all night, could be relaxed.

If only Sherlock wasn't standing on the roof of Butts Hospital.

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Struggling to code~~

Last weekend was a small Thanksgiving break, and I sneaked in to watch the "fight" competition.It's hard to define exactly what this match is like. It's probably a group of people who are divided into uprights and villains according to the general direction of the script, and they fight violently in the ring.My roommate was watching with tears in my eyes, while my eyes were shining.It's the first time to watch other people fight at close range, I think it's still very cool!

After sharing my recent life, I continued to struggle to prepare for various homework exams~~