[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

In the simple warehouse, a bonfire is being piled up at this time.

I built a bonfire in my warehouse, and there was no one left, especially these few people still lived here.

Are you not afraid of fire?

Oh no.

In just ten minutes of getting along with each other, Connie has already gotten to know these friends very well.

Including Walter and several friends except Megan, they are all scientific geeks, the kind of creatures commonly known as geeks.

The man who could tell at a glance that she was kidnapped was an expert in behavioral analysis—a walking lie detector.

Fatty is a master of statistics, and everything related to numbers is his strong point-although Connie basically didn't understand what he meant by strings of numbers, but it is said that his friend gave him a nickname called human computer.

Happy is a less eccentric mechanical expert-but a girl who is always holding an explosive device in her hand makes Connie's heart tremble very much.

The last is the leader among them-the hacker expert Walter.

There's nothing wrong with being a hacker, but something like a boss really makes Connie dare not underestimate her skills.

If these people meet Sherlock and fight...she will have a feeling of wanting to turn against her...

Anyway, after half an hour of getting to know them, Connie was already calling Sherlock's cell phone with their homemade phone.

Thank you Sherlock for giving her a mobile phone!

Because she has a disease that can't be cured, and she can't remember other people's phone number except her own!

Looking at the crude old phone in her hand, she made a call with some unease, but was only connected after the first phone rang several times.

"..."

Taking a breath, Connie gripped the phone nervously.

"Connie." It was Sherlock's voice!

"Sherlock, it's me." There was obviously some noise over there, and there was a burst of confusion, followed by Mrs. Hudson's voice.

"Oh, Connie! Is it really you? Where are you? Are you okay?" The voice was a little loud, and several people around heard it.

Toby raised his eyebrows with his hips on his hips: "Oh! British?" He shot Connie with a strange look, with a little confusion in his eyes.

Then there was Henry's voice, and several people chattered for a while.

Connie's eyes were red, and she said into the microphone: "It's okay, I'm fine. I ran away from... and was brought home by a kind family. Fortunately, I still remember Sherlock's call."

"Okay, I'll send someone over to protect you right away..." Halfway through Henry's words, Sherlock picked up the phone.

"Connie? Where is this phone number? It took me five minutes to find your location." His voice was full of confusion and unconcealable excitement.

Connie looked at the unfriendly eyes of the few people at the scene, and cursed in her heart, my mother just got kidnapped and escaped, and you are so focused on cracking other people's anonymous phone calls!

"...Okay, I've sent someone there, and Mycroft's men will take you back to London after dawn, but next, you have to listen to me and hide well..." Sherlock seemed to be another have plans.

"Are you going to confront him?" Connie asked worriedly.

Even if it was someone else, she wasn't worried at all.

But that was Moriarty, Sherlock's sworn enemy.

"What do you know?" Although it was a question, Sherlock was obviously more certain.

Connie was startled and covered her mouth, not knowing what to say.

After a while of silence, his voice came again from the other end of the phone: "Your voice sounds worried and panicky. I don't think kidnapping will make you feel this way. After all, with our past... slap!"

Connie hung up the phone with red eyes and dark face.

She really doesn't want to kill the bastard Sherlock now!

"Oh!~" Toby whistled and looked at Connie narrowly, while the others looked at the two suspiciously.

Megan boiled the hot water and came out. Seeing Connie hung up the phone, she quickly dragged her to the sofa.

"Walter, go get a blanket." Megan was always trying to get her brother up.

The red and swollen palm prints on her cheeks have gradually emerged. Half of Connie's face is swollen, and there are bruises on every joint on her body. It looks really horrible.

"This blood..."

Connie shook her head: "The mouth is not injured, I bit it..."

Megan took a breather, took an ice pack and a towel to give her hot and cold compresses, and took medicine to apply to all the injured parts of her body.

Connie was throbbing in pain, and was embarrassed to cry. Seeing Megan's carefulness for fear of hurting her, she comforted her instead: "It's okay, it just looks serious, and it doesn't hurt that much."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Megan's eyes turned red.

Connie was stunned seeing her like this, and said in a panic: "No...it's okay, it doesn't make sense." The smile became brighter, and the people beside her became more silent.

Thus, the atmosphere became even more weird.

Connie shut up and sat quietly.

Forget it, she'd better quietly be a wounded beauty...

Unexpectedly, it didn't take a moment.

"Slap", "Slap".

As a blanket fell from the sky, along with Walter's angry face.

"Water, what's the matter?" the little friend asked in surprise, they had never seen the boss so angry.

Connie tore off the blanket covering her head in a daze, and looked at the mobile phone thrown on her lap. It was displaying the mobile phone mailbox page. A bright red letter was opened with a paragraph of text written on it.

"Mr. Walter O'Brien, I'm sorry for hacking into your personal mailbox. Because your confidential phone security is not very high, the second call is likely to arouse suspicion, so I have to hack your mailbox, please take good care of it Our Connie, someone will come to pick her up tomorrow morning, try to keep her from going out if possible. I will thank you afterwards, take care." Connie swore that after translating this passage into Chinese, she has become much more humble.

If you read the original English text, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of showing off.

It's okay to hack into someone's personal mailbox, but even think that their confidential phone number is not safe.

Connie thought of the 5 minutes of Sherlock, and couldn't help but think of the last time he hacked the New York Police Department in the United States, which was only 2 minutes at most.Not to mention that the central agencies of various countries are still his permanent residence... Speaking of which, these people are not talking big. The confidential phone they made by themselves can make Sherlock's calls twice as long as the time it takes to crack NYPD secret data. This is already pretty awesome...

Ordinary people can't match it, but for Sherlock it is 5 minutes.

Tsk!This kind of inexplicable pain... But she felt that she still had to take back her previous idea of ​​defecting.

Resolutely still want to hug God Xia's thigh, fortunately he doesn't know what he's thinking...

Swallowing her saliva, Connie tried her best to make herself laugh guiltily and innocently: "Because my adult has a strange personality, so..."

Megan glanced at the phone and patted Connie clearly: "I understand, Walter is always like this, this time he met his opponent so that he won't be so proud."

Connie nodded, and looked at this group of genius friends with a flattering expression, but it seemed that they didn't mind, and the friends were all huddled together to watch their own big show.

"Huh~ It seems that you have met your opponent, Walter. The last time someone was able to match your hacking skills, I remember it was ten years ago... In the end, he was still defeated by your hands..." There is a good show , It was a good show for the little friends, and Toby even added fuel to the fire.

Obviously, any genius with high self-esteem will ignite his fighting spirit when he meets his opponent.

Walter's ambitions were already burning.

"I'd like to see what he's capable of." The young and vigorous young man just couldn't be excited.

"But what's your relationship? And that old lady and old man." Megan asked, wrapping Connie in a blanket after finally finishing the medicine on the last wound.

Connie's face was clearly oriental, but the man's voice was very pure British: "How old are you? Where are the people in your family? Like mom and dad?"

Connie thought for a while and replied: "I'm 12, no, I should be 13 years old after the new year. The old grandpa and old lady I chatted with just now are my parents."

The situation in this palace is special, and it is not easy to explain.

It became - this child has no parents since he was a child, and was adopted.

In addition, she was very sensible at such a young age, with injuries all over her body and her thin stature, it immediately made several people think about it.

Sylvester was the most deeply touched, the body was at most the size of one arm of him, it seemed that he must have lost a lot of weight.

Faced with the compassionate looks of several people—the angry Walter obviously didn't have such a muscle called sympathy, and happy looked more like a daze.

Connie actually liked the two of them better.

Although it is kind, but she is incapable of enduring other people's miserable expression ==.

"What about Sherlock?" Perhaps because the atmosphere was too heavy, Toby, the only one with a relatively high EQ among the friends, changed the subject.

"Looking at the situation, your relationship is very close, but it's not like father and daughter, and it's not like brother and sister, but he obviously..." In short, there is no word that can define the relationship, but Toby described Connie and Sherlock very aptly. The relationship between.

Connie nodded while listening to it. Although it is very appropriate, but it really needs to be defined... Isn't it a tenant?

"It sounds like a couple." Megan said wildly.

Connie's eyes widened.

What are you talking about! ?

Happy and Sylvester nodded knowingly: "It seems to be a bit similar to what is said in the book~"

Megan frowned slightly: "You're still young, although this kind of thing... How old is he?" It sounds like he's not young...

Toby nodded: "It is estimated that he is at least in his early 20s, but he must be older in his heart."

Connie raised her forehead: "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense! Can mental age be heard by voice? Also, what the hell is it said in the book?" The most important thing is, just a few words, and They haven't even seen Sherlock's face, where did they get the confidence to say such outrageous things as a couple!

Looking at Connie's expression, Toby nodded again: "It seems that the age is right, between 20-25."

That's how Sherlock's age was inferred.

Connie felt a surge in her heart: "Stop making trouble, it's not the mess you're talking about...I'm only 13 years old."

"You have to know that the United States is a free country." Meghan joked.

Walter ignored him, obviously he was already in a heated battle with someone with his computer on his back.

"Otherwise." Happy curled her lips and looked at Connie with the expression you said.

"Hey..." Connie scratched her head, frowned for a long time and concluded: "He is just a tenant. Although our relationship is good, it is like a family..." Well, although she doubts that the word family is a little bit Heavy, Sherlock doesn't pay much attention to these things.

"Oh~ so it's cohabitation~" Toby's mouth was crooked. Happy is snickering.

Connie: "..." Aijia really wanted to kill someone.

"If you really want to define it, it's the person who gives me a sense of security like my father!" Miss Kang made a conclusion.

Sylvester snorted: "You already have a father, so what position do you put your mother in?"

The corner of Connie's mouth twitched: This fat man looks very innocent, but I didn't expect him to be very dirty!

Just by imagining that scene, Connie couldn't help kneeling on the washboard.

"Godfather, that's godfather..." As soon as these words came out, Connie felt that something was wrong all over her body.

"I won!" At this moment, Walter slapped the table, jumped up, and turned around in a circle.

Yo, girly heart is full.

With a jolt in her leg, Connie saw the lighted up phone with a red dot on the top.

Another yellow envelope appeared in the mailbox and unfolded: "It seems that you get along well with that group of people, daughter."

There is a kind of shudder, called the shudder after seeing Sherlock's text message, the whole body is covered with chicken feathers, and the twitch is sour.

Putting her hands on her forehead, Connie was in pain.

Seeing her like this, Megan was startled: "What's wrong?"

The lights above the warehouse suddenly flickered, and the whole warehouse was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"What's wrong?" Happy frowned, the circuit in the warehouse has been modified by him, and it also comes with a self-starter, so there is no way that there will be a power outage.

Walter shook his hands sullenly: "He hacked our generator."

Connie raised her head stiffly, staring at the phone.

Walter won Sherlock before, it wouldn't be because he was eavesdropping on the conversation between them at that time.

Well, yes.

So now he not only hacked the phone, but also took control of the phone for the purpose of surveillance and wiretapping?

Well, yes.

God is going to kill me.

Connie tightly shut her mouth, she will definitely be a beautiful mute today.

After a while, the lights in the warehouse turned on again, and Walter's hacked computer returned to its original state.

Connie looked at the phone with a black screen, her eyes vicissitudes.

The author has something to say: London:

Sherlock, who was in love with Walter, frowned when he heard his godfather son, and the computer crashed.

He frowned fiercely, and the text message in his hand was sent out after a while.

Godfather?Oh, it's really inexplicably unpleasant!

Author Sang: Hahahaha, this picture is inexplicably cute <(￣︶￣)>

Well, today's chapter is very thick and long! ! ! !

The update is a bit uncertain these days, the final exam will be on the 30th, but there is only one course~

So happy to be home after the exam! ! ! !Children's shoes at the end of the period, let's go!Yo hee hee! (*＾-＾*)