Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

"So, have you appeared again?"

Wu Zhen said with a smile, the black jewel-like eyeballs gleamed with happiness, and his face was full of intentions to play tricks on others.

When Dylan heard Wu Zhen speak, he understood who she was talking to, and immediately stuck his head into the car before he got into the car. "Hi!"

The gunman looked at the two of them, one with broken blond hair and the other with black hair, just like the hair colors of the angels and demons he was familiar with, and they both liked to make fun of him.

He rarely whispered to himself: "'angel' and 'demon', hmph, they are all the same."

"That's not true." Wu Zhen always remembered his status as a psychologist (internship), and said, "I've always been a little angel."

Dylan also smiled and said, "Me too, surgeon."

The gunman was sitting on a soft leather seat in the car, wearing sunglasses, with his head down, and said nothing.It could be seen that he was not in a good mood, he didn't even bother to look at Wu Zhen and Dylan, they were very cool and depressed.

The vehicle travels to a clearing, wasteland, or both.The sky is high and the fields are vast, the grass grows almost half the height of a person's waist, and where the wheels pass over, there is a piece of wild grass lying down.

They stopped the car and walked a dozen steps in the grass. Dylan and the man in black tapped the grass one after the other with sticks, for fear that a snake would suddenly come out and bite.Wu Zhen didn't get a stick, so she consciously walked between the two of them, stomping on the grass along the way.

After walking for a few minutes, it suddenly became clear.

I kept walking with my head down just now, but I didn't find a plane parked on the deserted grass and sand in the empty circle that looked like a UFO approaching in front of me.

Wu Zhen: "This plane looks familiar."

Dylan forcefully inserted the copper-inlaid cane used as a mower into the sand/on the sand, and would use it to walk through the grass on the return journey.He patted the ashes on his hands, took out a disinfectant tissue, and a small bottle of disposable disinfectant, and began to clean himself.Hands, leather shoes.Clumps of grass fell from the trousers.He looked at Wu Zhen's shoes and socks, grass clippings were also stained on them, she didn't seem to care.

"It's the one you sat in when you came."

Wu Zhen suddenly realized, walked around to the side of the plane, and saw the aircraft number.It was really the one she was sitting in.

"Is the former Eustace Psychiatrist Skin Chair still up there?"

"exist."

"...So, Eustace really made a chair out of his therapist's skin?"

"Yes, Eustace told you about it?"

Is that really human skin?

Wu Zhen felt a little nauseous, covering his mouth to feel sick.

Dylan glanced at her and took a step aside, away from her.

"Just kidding, how can human skin be made into such a big sofa. Stretch out your hand." Dylan squeezed disinfectant on Wu Zhen's hand.Said: "Rub it, don't let it go between your fingers."

Wu Zhen crossed his hands and rubbed them together, and put them under his nose to sniff. There was no perfume smell, not a natural and fresh smell, but an inexplicable smell of disinfectant, which was not used to.She swore her hands had never been cleaner since meeting Dylan.

Look, there is no bacteria on it.

"What are we here for?"

Dylan took out two pairs of sunglasses and two masks with hands full of disinfectant, and said, "Put them on."

Wu Zhen took it.Dylan also equipped it, took out a small remote control, and pressed the red button.

drop--

bang -- bang --

The moment the plane exploded, there was a wave of heat blowing towards us. Wu Zhen and the others stood relatively far away. If you counted the pair of sunglasses on their faces, there were no other safety measures.

Wu Zhen's loose hair was blown wildly by the heat wave, and the lenses of the sunglasses reflected flames soaring into the sky, and the fragments exploded and flew, bringing up a cloud of black smoke.

The whole open space was full of smoke and flames.The smell of the irritating gas was pungent to the nose. Wu Zhen was wearing a protective mask, but his nasal cavity was still constricted by the stimulation, and he sneezed hard several times, with tears in his eyes.

Dylan's situation was not much better than hers. He took off his sunglasses and closed his eyes to wipe his tears.Grumbling under his breath that Eustace wouldn't allow them to stand too far away, in case the movie wasn't what he expected.

She wiped the dust off her sunglasses with her fingers, and said loudly:

"Since Eustace's purpose is to attract Sherlock through me, why don't you let me call him directly, it will save trouble."

Dylan only saw her mask moving, but couldn't hear what she said, and there was a puzzled light in the blue eyeballs.His pale hands went to his ears, and he raised his voice: "What!" After a while, he understood what she meant.

"No! Eustace, he wants to play the game of saving the princess from the dragon by the prince, 'it's boring if the prince doesn't rely on his own strength'. His original words, 'But don't worry, he can exchange things with the witch, You can also use the power of the knight.'."

"Hahaha, knight? Witch? Princess? Prince? Dragon?"

The plane explosion blew up her last vestiges of goodwill to the enemy, and her only heart to Eustace bounced thousands of miles away along with the fragments.

Fuck him!Eustace is an egoist through and through!His behavior patterns are completely unpredictable!No trace!

What's that because she said "didn't like the plane that kidnapped her." And then it blew up? !

She said she didn't like him, why didn't he blow himself up! ?

Wu Zhen pointed at himself arrogantly with both thumbs: "I don't believe his nonsense, even if I do, I am a witch, I can save myself. And Sherlock is not a prince, he is more cunning than a dragon. .....prince."

Dylan vetoed her loudly in case she couldn't hear.

"'In the rules of the game, the dragon is the most cunning' Eustace's words, of course he didn't say it with a roar."

"Well, this game, redefining it, even if...the dragon saves the witch from the perverted prince, he can get the help of the rebel knight, and the princess..."

She thought to herself, Wu Zhen didn't want Sherlock to have any relationship with the "princess", a helpful relationship, no, a hostile relationship, she couldn't bear it.

"Princess's blessing."

Special note: only verbal blessings.

This time it was Dylan's turn to laugh: "I see through your little thoughts! It's so obvious!"

Wu Zhen generously admitted: "I just like Sherlock, he belongs to me. Of course it also belongs to the whole world, but it cannot be 'princess'."

Around the entire exploding plane, the grass was burnt to the ground, and a group of men in black held fire extinguishers and formed a circle around the explosion site.People kept taking out fire extinguishers from their cars and handing them to them. White carbon dioxide powder and black smoke flew together, and the fire gradually went out.

Dylan took out a new mask and put it on again, and handed Wu Zhen one.

"Let me tell you some good news."

Wu Zhen took off the old mask covered with fine dust, held his breath, and quickly put on a new mask.

"I can't believe I can still hear good news here. The only good news for me is that Sherlock came to rescue me. It must be him who rescued me instead of you letting me go. That would make me feel nervous It's unreal."

"Yes, it was Sherlock who came to rescue you, although he may still be on the way, because according to the information from the front, he just learned that you are in Denmark. I don't know how he did it. We didn't disclose any information to him. But, he knows."

Wu Zhen was very proud and very fortunate: she made the right bet.

The camera hidden in the dense leaves is not Eustace's "ghost", but another group of people.Sherlock gets information from them.

With a faintly proud tone, she asked:

"So, he's here?"

Dylan sighed.

This action of his made Wu Zhen think of Lestrade for a moment, he has always been the most helpless and gentle to Sherlock.They are taken care of by him like a junior.

"Mycroft Holmes has issued air traffic control. There have been no flights to Denmark recently. Also, do you know how long it would take Sherlock to come here by train? Eustace won't have the patience to keep you waiting until then."

Wu Zhen's heart sank, and he remained calm on the surface.

"So what, here he is."

"Girl, you are so optimistic."

Of course, she's so optimistic, isn't she?

She not only has Sherlock's rescue route, she has her own route, which is of course a bit more difficult than waiting for rescue.

The author has something to say: a small theater.

Mycroft: "Blame me, I just wanted to make it harder for my dear brother."

Wu Zhen: "Stop talking, you little brother."

Mycroft: "Oh heh heh heh."

......

Sherlock (holding a gun): "Keep other men away while I'm not around, you know?"

Author (shivering): "I know, I know."