It would be the greatest disaster London has ever seen.

Olos sat by Sherlock's bed and kept changing his towels, but with little effect.

Sherlock's face was flushed, and he was panting slightly, his body was soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Watson and the others have been transferred to Edinburgh by Mycroft, which is the most perfect city to deal with zombies since the end of the world. Their leaders have already begun to strangle the zombies when they showed the slightest sign, insisting that they would rather kill by mistake The spirit of not letting go, although it was once cast aside by the whole of Britain, is now obviously envied by the whole of Britain, after all, it is the only city without zombies.

With Sherlock's situation, no matter how detached Mycroft's status is, he can only be at a loss.Oulos looked at Sherlock who had a high fever, frowned, and let out a long sigh.

"Since uncle is dead, who is the main researcher of this virus?"

"If he's not dead, even for Sherlock's sake, we must find him out."

Mycroft was sitting on the sofa, still holding a roll of cigarettes in his hand, a typical smoker.Especially in such a tense situation, nicotine can keep him calm. He glanced at Sherlock on the bed, and his eyes conveyed a faint disappointment.

His brother shouldn't be lying in bed at a time like this, he should be on his way to solving the problem and defeating the virus.

"In just four days, all the famous doctors in London have been transferred out."

"Tomorrow is our last time."

Oulos glared at Mycroft angrily, and said coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, if his fever doesn't subside tomorrow, we'll have to abandon Sherlock."

"You know, nine times out of ten the fever in this case is an infection."

Olos bit her lip and asked again: "Is this virus related to Uncle Rudy?"

"He is dead."

"What!" Olos screamed.

"He died shortly after you left Sherinford."

"Then who else can make such a vicious thing?!"

Mycroft's light-colored eyes passed her, looked at Sherlock, and said through gritted teeth: "Mo, Li, Ya, Tee."

"He pretended to be Uncle Rudy and sneaked into the research institute, leaking the virus..."

He looked at her almost mockingly: "If I remember correctly, he pretended to be a psychiatrist a few months ago, I don't think you noticed it?"

Oulos's heart staggered~ she looked at Mycroft in disbelief. "But we can't abandon Sherlock."

"If you were really looking out for him, you should have told us Moriarty was alive."

Oulos stood in front of the window of 221B, looking at the increasingly bright red sky outside, his heart gradually sank.

She thought, I've got to go to him, to Moriarty, and make him stop this.

That night, while Mycroft was fast asleep, Oros stole his little black umbrella, took a deep breath, and rushed outside.

Mycroft woke up when Oulos approached him. He pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what she was going to do. Her eyes were fixed on him for a long time. Mycroft almost fell asleep. At that moment, he almost couldn't help wanting to hug the girl until Oros stole his umbrella and left 221B.

He quickly took a knife from the kitchen and chased after him.

There are losses everywhere on the street now, it is dangerous for her to rush out like this, obviously, McCoff forgot that he is the most dangerous person, especially since he still can't lift his shoulders with one hand, and he will be out of breath after walking a few steps Big fat guy.

Oulos at least took his umbrella, which can be used as a shield from the rain, as a swordsman, and as a minigun.

So when Mycroft was surrounded by several losers, "Bang~ bang bang!", three shots to the head, blood all over the place.

With a cold face, Oulos looked dissatisfied at Mycroft and asked, "Why are you here?"

If she hadn't noticed a group of zombies moving in the same direction just now and came over curiously to take a look, Mycroft Holmes would have been the ration of zombies long ago. She glanced at the kitchen knife in McCoff's hand with a little contempt, Still smooth and brand new.

She lowered her head and looked at the gun in her hand. "I wonder, how do you become a politician?"

Mycroft smiled at her with an expression that made me feel like a virgin, which made Oros punch him in the stomach in disgust.

Then Oulos led Mykoff to a small alley, and entered the house in the old way, while Mykoff looked at the place calmly, and said, "I never knew, you are here There's another property here."

Oulos shrugged disapprovingly: "There are so many things you don't know."

Looking in the mirror, she pushed open a cabinet opposite, and a door appeared.

"basement?"

Oulos nodded, there are many weapons inside, let's pick some, I still have things to do, and then pulled out a computer from under the refrigerator.

She looked up at Mycroft.

Mycroft frowned in dissatisfaction, and left obediently. He gritted his teeth and muttered a few words unwillingly.

"I thought London's intelligence network was invincible."

"There are exceptions to everything."

Olos is in a bad mood, Sherlock is in danger, and whether she and Mycroft can reach Edinburgh alive is still a question.

The whole world is panicking!

"Where are you?" - Oros

"Oros?" - King

"You're kidding too much, Moriarty." - Orros

"Sherlock may be infected with a virus, I need your help." - Oros

"Why?"—King

"Isn't Sherlock your lifelong enemy? Do you have the heart to see him die like this?" - Oros

"NoNoNo! I want him to leave this world immediately, immediately." - King

Olos wanted to say something more, but Moriarty turned off their call, and the screen instantly turned into garbled characters, and the last one appeared Missme?words.

Bad taste!Oulos tapped the keyboard angrily. In fact, she was also surprised because she knocked a hole out of the keyboard.

She looked at her five thin white and green fingers in horror, uh~ so cute, it looked like a daughter who hadn't done any heavy work, she punched the refrigerator inadvertently.

Uh, the hole is pretty big.

Olos suspects that she has mutated. This is not unacceptable. After all, she is an artificial human. After all, a zombie epidemic broke out in London. The above can infer that the virus can be transmitted through human contact or air, and has strong resistance. Generally nothing happens, those with weak resistance, such as Sherlock, will be infected, then have a fever, and finally become zombies.

Sherlock has come into contact with too many people. He has irregular diet, thin body, often stays up late, his brain is running at high speed, and he has a history of drug abuse. His body functions are definitely beyond the sub-healthy group.

Obviously, because of her contact with Sherlock, the artificial human gene in her body has undergone a qualitative leap. Maybe she will have supernatural powers like in the novel, or maybe she just simply became stronger.

And what about McCoff?what will happen to himAt least it looks healthy for now, but she hasn't figured out whether the zombie virus has an incubation period, so she can only observe secretly. When she sees it, she slightly raises her right hand, which is full of self-harm marks. She is thinking about herself. Since a certain element in the body can change oneself, if the same element appears in Sherlock's body, will it be the same as her?

"Has it be done?"

Mycroft came out of the basement with a bunch of guns in his arms. Oulos always thought it was a bit strange.

"What do I feel is missing?"

"umbrella."

Oulos was embarrassed. She was a little afraid that Mycroft would be unhappy because she took his umbrella without authorization. No matter how close a lover is, they are not qualified to take the other party's private items as their own in the name of love.

"I'm very sorry."

"That's not a big deal, what did you find?"

Apparently he knew that Oulos had deliberately dismissed him just now, and nine times out of ten he contacted Moriarty. He was curious about the relationship between them. He frowned, regretting that he had given Oulos 5 minutes Time to get to know the criminal genius.

Oulos didn't intend to hide it from him again, and told McCoff the whole story in detail.

"I didn't expect him to do that."

"He is full of hatred for Sherlock Holmes, and the game of cat and mouse can no longer satisfy him."

"His purpose is to destroy the world." If someone told me in the previous life that he wanted to destroy the world, she would definitely think that this person had a second-school illness.

Why do some people always want to destroy all mankind? She suddenly had a bold idea, whether Kim Moriarty would be Thor's brother, the super villain-Loki-sama.

After all, too many bizarre things have happened in this world, even if she is told now that Sherlock is actually a cat, she can still believe it.

It's just that she really didn't expect that she was simply a crow's mouth, talking about spirits.

So when she sadly saw Sherlock turned into a cat, those trembling hands couldn't stop at all.

She never thought that after her own blood was injected into Sherlock's body, in just three hours, the huge human turned into a Bombay cat.

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