[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

It was already late at night when we returned to 221B, the lights on the street were still on, but there were not many people to be found, and a few homeless people also hid in the subway to sleep deeply.

TONY seems to be most interested in Connie's so-called crayfish, and from time to time he would gather around Connie to ask her a question.

"I have also tried to cultivate my own cooking skills. After all, you know, the one in our family who is not good at cooking, I have to learn a little bit, otherwise I will order takeaway every day after I have a baby?" TONY's face was full There's plenty of sweetness mixed in with the worries.

Connie: "..."

She was just cooking a crayfish, why did she have to be sprinkled all over her face with this cold dog food?

But she still nodded with a very considerate smile: "Come on, if you need my help, you can write to me, and I will guide you."

Connie thought that among this group of people, cooking is the only skill she can "stand out from the crowd".

The big pot was bubbling. The red oil in the soup reflected the bright red shell of the crayfish. The hot air was mixed with spicy, permeating the whole room. Smelling the spicy smell, TONY took a breath in satisfaction. tone.

"Oh! This is so delicious!" He smiled foolishly, and Connie gave him a smile.

"It will be more delicious after a while. I'll squeeze the juice first. What do you want to drink?" Connie took out various fruits from the refrigerator, blueberries, mangoes, strawberries, bananas, and pulled out a bag of ice cubes from the freezer. His tongue seemed to be smoking.

Half an hour later, a group of people with red and swollen mouths were already lying on their backs on the sofa with bare bellies, and a few of them who were not spicy still opened their mouths and breathed continuously, looking like dogs short of water, stretching Long tongue, flushed face.

Paige and happy cleaned up the rubbish together, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest. It was long past morning.

On the second day, everyone slept until noon. When Connie woke up, she was lying in Sherlock's arms. His eyes were clear and bright, staring straight at the ceiling, as if he had maintained this position for a long time. But the arms wrapped around her neck still gently wrap around her shoulders.

"When did you wake up?" Judging by his energy, Connie didn't think he had slept enough, and his "normal sleep time" was always different from ordinary people.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze, turned his head and glanced at Connie, his gaze became slightly enlightened.

"Early in the morning." He replied frankly, seeing Connie move her neck, and then changed her position to hold her in his arms, her arms seemed to be unconscious.

Connie, who wanted to get up, said, "...Aren't your hands numb?"

"No feeling." He replied.

Connie blinked: "That's numb."

"It's okay." I can't feel it anyway.

Connie realized his voice-over, and suddenly laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Caught off guard but was kissed by him.

Connie: "..."

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Seeing him backing away, Connie smiled complacently. Although there was a bit of a smirk, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, and she was a little frustrated.

Sherlock has never been associated with words like "lovely". After all these years of getting along, she can be considered to know him a little bit, but the action just now... is completely at the level of a master of seduction, right?

"Don't like it?" He raised his eyebrows, still looking confident, as if when facing every case, not only did he not have the nervousness and shyness of a dumb boy, but he looked like a veteran in love.

Connie opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything she liked or disliked. Finally seeing him staring at him, she nodded lightly, her voice was as small as a mosquito: "I like it..."

Hearing this answer, he loosened his arms, sat up, rubbed his arms, then got up and said, "A cup of coffee, two sugars."

Connie blinked when she saw him walking into the bathroom gracefully, and suddenly felt like she was being played by someone.

noon.

Everyone got up one after another and ordered takeaway at the same time.

"Then what's the next plan?" John ate a piece of pizza happily.

The genius team is obviously also very curious about this. After all, not everyone can create a time machine, and the genius of EURUS is also something that makes everyone curious.

But before the lunch was over, Mycroft descended on 221B.

The two brothers chatted in the house for a long time, and when they went out again, the plan to go to Sherinford was put on the agenda.

"Is everyone going?" Connie looked at the mighty group of people, and was denied by Mycroft shaking her head.

"It's just me and Sherlock, plus John and Cabe. The place we're going to is an isolated island. It's better to have experience in military combat. We could have gone together, but Moriarty has been very restless recently, and a hail of bullets , the valuable talents of these countries will be included in it.” Cabe explained on behalf of McCoff, as a senior US official, he obviously knew a thing or two about it.

Connie was taken aback by the "hail of bullets" and said in shock, "Where are you going? Why are you still fighting? And what does this have to do with EURUS?"

Cabe was taken aback for a moment, and Sherlock explained the matter clearly in a few words, and Connie came back to her senses.

However, she did not believe in McCoff's supplement. Even if a little girl accidentally lit a fire, she wouldn't be a really evil person. Maybe it was just an accident or curiosity?

At a time like this, shouldn't you justify yourself?Why put people in isolated islands?

Immediately, Connie looked at Mycroft with a subtle look.

Mycroft looked back, squinted at her and said, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Connie looked away, shook her head and said, "Since you have already made up your mind, then go."

Connie didn't worry much about the safety of the few people. Although Moriarty and Sherlock have always been sworn enemies, there were so many opportunities to kill Sherlock in the past, but he didn't do it. Now he should go to EURUS. It's also for the sake of the baby... In this way, their target is EURUS, and the institution where McCoff imprisoned EURUS belongs to him.

This time he came to ask Sherlock for help, and his attitude has changed drastically from the previous refusal and denial. Moriarty must have caused him a lot of trouble, which needs to be resolved by Sherlock.

Thinking about it this way, most of Connie's worries were relieved. Seeing her attitude like this, John was very curious.

"Are you not worried at all?" He just wanted to follow in to listen, but was ruthlessly rejected by Mycroft.

Connie knew some of Sherlock's family affairs, plus Sherlock's explanation just now, she felt that she knew the ins and outs, so she lowered her head and whispered to John. The two whispered for a while, and John nodded in understanding.

"So this business is actually not dangerous. Moriarty's target is EURUS. He is dangerous to McCoff, but not necessarily to us?" John judged, and Connie shook her head and nodded.

"Mycroft is very suspicious. It looks like he is very afraid of EURUS. If you want me to say that he is smarter than him, you can't say that he is more dangerous than him..." Connie despised Eurous very much at the moment. If, as she said, EURUS is so dangerous and his IQ can crush him casually, why would he be locked up in his isolated island?

Those who have been in the past ten or eight years must have escaped long ago!

Following Connie's train of thought, John immediately clapped his hands and said, "That's true! A little girl's family, and Mycroft has gone too far."

Connie felt very distressed for her future sister-in-law. Although she was eight or nine years older than her in terms of age, her distress was overflowing at the moment—obviously, this distress came from her distrust of McCoff's character.

After all, if this guy gets into a hole, he can even bury his own brother in the soil.

"Leaving now?" Half an hour later, Connie, who got the news, said in a daze. She was still thinking about preparing something to bring Sherlock, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was not suitable, so that she hadn't come up with anything yet. Whether you want to send it or not, you have to get a notice from John.

The plane of the four had arrived in London and was about to fly to Sherinford.

Watching the four of them off, before Connie was surprised, she ran into an extended version of the black car coming from the other end.

At that time, several people had just entered the house, and the car was parked at the door of 221B. Connie took a second look and found that someone seemed to be looking at her from the car window. The car window rolled down, revealing a familiar face.

"Moriarty?" Connie was surprised, seeing his haggard appearance, she was shocked in her heart.

But the fear that surged up in an instant was suppressed by her reason. She looked around and took a bold step forward to meet his tired face.

"You're not in Sherringford, why are you here?" Connie asked, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "It seems that McCoff has received my message."

Seeing him like this, Connie felt strange in her heart.

The two were relatively silent, and Moriarty spoke first: "I know, you and her are in the same world."

Connie looked up sharply, watching his eyes widen.

He smiled: "Don't be surprised, she has a thick nerve, and the flaw she showed is not at 01:30."

Connie thought about the situation when she was caught by Sherlock, and when she saw Moriarty who was tied with Sherlock, she was no longer surprised, but she was completely calm at this time.

"So your purpose is to get her back?" Connie asked, her guess about Moriarty came true, and the baby really had an affair with him, and she pretended that she had nothing on that day...

Connie in her reverie was meaningful, and Moriarty coughed lightly, "Don't you want to go home?"

If the temptation he threw out was a few years ago, maybe she would have followed suit, but now.

Connie shook her head: "My family and friends are all here, not to mention... I can't go back."

After so many years, things have changed.

Seeing that she was determined not to leave, Moriarty's eyes flashed, and he laughed at himself, "She's different from you."

Connie looked at his slightly bitter face, and sighed: "She is an orphan, I heard that she still wants to find her sister, if she doesn't stay here, she still has a responsibility to bear, if you forcefully bring her back, Not necessarily a good thing.”

Moriarty's obsession with her at the beginning, and now her insistence on the baby, made Connie feel that something was wrong: "You did the same to me back then. Do you like her? Or do you just want to control her?"

Her feelings towards Moriarty were very complicated. In the final analysis, he hadn't really hurt herself, and now that the person he was "looking for" had become Baobao Chen, she was somewhat worried.

This man is several times more stubborn than Sherlock.

Hearing the man's situation from Connie's mouth, Moriarty smiled slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

When Connie saw the smile, she immediately trembled, but saw that the smile was fleeting, and the gaze he looked over again seemed to be several times softer.

"Do you want to go to Sherringford together? You know, that guy won't let the Holmes brothers go so easily." He relaxed, leaned back, and looked at Connie with a leisurely attitude.

Connie was stunned, and when she heard what he said, she pointed at EURUS, and her heart skipped a beat.