[Comprehensive British and American] Guide for wizards to eat and wait to die

"Here, the letter from last time"

Emma gave Sherlock a small pink envelope with a narrow smile on her face.

"I don't know if it's the girl who is in class with us~ I found several suspects who have been sneaking at you in class~"

"Emma, ​​don't tell me that you learned the deduction method and used it on this." Sherlock's expression was a little helpless.

"I'm not applying what I've learned!"

"But I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as you think." Sherlock frowned after picking up the envelope.

"What's wrong? No matter how you look at it, this color is a letter expressing love! Not to mention there is a little heart drawn on the back!"

"But this kind of envelope paper is not commonly used here..."

"What do you mean? I bought a foreign envelope just to chase you? This girl is really caring~"

"No, remember the smuggling gang I discovered last time?"

When Sherlock said that Emma immediately became vigilant. Could it be that the letter was written by gangsters looking for revenge?

Sherlock opened the envelope, and sure enough, the printed characters inside gave Emma an ominous premonition.However, she stretched her neck and only saw the last line of writing.

"...Hope you can see how much we value the virtue of secrecy. ----- TW who don't want to make things big"

"Who is TW?"

"It should be the second in command of the gang from last time, Timwood. Of course, this is a pseudonym, and his better-known nickname should be 'Quiet Tim'"

"What the hell kind of name is this? Although it's from the Tao, it doesn't sound domineering at all..."

"Then do you know the origin of this name?" Sherlock suddenly lowered his voice.

Emma also became nervous when he did it like this, and she also lowered the volume in cooperation.

"you say"

"He used to be famous for cutting off the tongues of his men because they were playing cards too loudly while he was reading"

"If he loves reading so much, why doesn't he find a quiet place to read it by himself, instead of where his subordinates play cards?"

"..."

"Also, does he ask others not to make a sound when playing cards? How can he be so mentally retarded that some of his subordinates are willing to follow him?"

"..."

"and----"

"Emma" Sherlock interrupted her suddenly, "Your intelligence has refreshed my understanding of you."

"What, what's wrong?"

"Haven't you discovered that I made it up at random?"

"...Alright Sherlock, from now on, let's be happy together!" Emma said goodbye manually.

"But you really have to be careful, we should be targeted recently." Sherlock's expression became serious.

"I don't care. Didn't Mycroft say that there is a team of agents protecting me?"

"Do you believe Fatty's words? Do you really think those agents are willing to spend time on you regardless of those big shots?"

"This..." Emma was speechless for a moment.

"You know, that's the way you deal with the government. To be honest, I don't understand why you signed that agreement. In my opinion-it's just full of loopholes."

"But I'm a British citizen anyway...the government won't sit idly by..."

The look in Sherlock's eyes made Emma feel more confident.

"But their target is me, and everyone knows that I'm the one who can reason." Sherlock raised his head proudly.

Emma rolled her eyes, she didn't expect that there would be people rushing to die.

"If something happens, you just hide behind me, and if the situation is not right, you run first."

Shylock's words fully won Emma's favor, and Emma felt sorry for her complaint just now, and his image suddenly grew in her heart.

"But can't we report Mycroft first? He should keep us safe, I mean, he's your brother..." Emma still wanted to ask for foreign aid.

"The fat man is my enemy at all, asking him for help is the last thing I want to do"

Emma knew that she couldn't persuade Sherlock anymore, but she wouldn't let Sherlock be alone in danger, so she went back and secretly called Mycroft to report after a few perfunctory words.

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"So what did I say, I said earlier that it is impossible for you to deal with a gangster by yourself!"

Emma and Sherlock were tied to the two sides of the pillar respectively. If it weren't for the conditional restrictions, she might beat Sherlock severely.

"Then you still come with me?"

But Sherlock's tone was still very relaxed.

"Then what else can I do? Watch you die?"

Emma snorted disdainfully.

Suddenly, there were strange footsteps in the darkness, and a tall and thin man walked slowly in front of them with a cane.

Emma noticed some weakness in his right leg.

"Mr. Sherlock, I didn't expect you to have the courage to come." The tall and thin man was wearing a peaked cap, a worn leather jacket, and a scar on his right cheek.

"If I don't come, wouldn't it be a waste of your writing to seduce me?"

"Hey! That's a warning! Who seduced you!?" Emma couldn't help but make a sound.

"He wrote so dangerously that I couldn't help but want to try it"

Judging from the change of the rope, Sherlock should have shrugged.

"Oh? There are unexpected gains?"

The man changed his mind now and walked towards Emma directly.

"Who is she? Let me guess..." His deliberately prolonged ending made Emma feel uncomfortable.

"Is she your little girlfriend? Mr. Sherlock." Scarface's fingers brushed across her face, "She's a little beauty~"

Emma instinctively had an ominous premonition, she wanted to struggle but the rope was too tight, and she could only tilt her neck with all her strength.

"Relax Miss, you're not my type, if you know what I mean" Scarface rested his hand on her chin, and he forced her to look into his eyes, "Now we're going to ask your man A few questions from my friend, if he doesn’t answer truthfully, there will be more scars on your pretty face. Now, let’s see how much he loves you~”

The man took out a gleaming dagger and pressed it against Emma's neck.The cold texture of the dagger made her shiver involuntarily.

"First question, how did you find us?"

"It's easy, sir. Just a little reasoning" Sherlock sounded confident.

"We've evaded police searches for this place for years, yet you say you found it with 'little deduction'. What are you implying?"

"I'm not accusing the local police of ineffective handling of the case"

Emma suddenly felt one side of the rope loosen a little, and although she didn't know how Sherlock did it, there was no doubt that he had begun to break free.

"Stop talking nonsense" noticed Sherlock's lack of cooperation, and the scar man's dagger pressed a little deeper on Emma's skin. Emma was now very worried that this would leave a scar.

By the way, why haven't the local police come yet?Are they really such rubbish?Mycroft clearly said he had already greeted them. . .

"Hey, take it easy, I'm the only one who knows your secrets, come at me if you have anything"

"Do you really think I don't know who she is? The girl from the Lyon family, if I keep her, I should be able to get a large ransom. But I've changed my mind now..." The man with the scar suddenly moved his face closer, "I think I'm interested in you"

What does this mean?

It seemed to Emma that she might have picked up on her cue.She was terrified, her eyes fixed on the fruit knife in front of her, motionless.

"Ka----" The fruit knife was suddenly broken by a mysterious force, and the man with the scar was scared and immediately retreated two meters away.

"What happened?" Although Sherlock used a questioning tone, Emma didn't believe that he was as ignorant as his tone showed.And judging from the looseness of the rope on her body, Sherlock is very likely to use this opportunity to escape successfully.

"You, what did you do?" The man with the scar was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

"I'm all tied up, what else can I do?"

Even though she said so, Emma clearly knew what was going on just now.If there is no accident, she should have erupted a small magic wave when she was frightened.

"You're a monster!" The man with the scar took out another knife and approached Emma, ​​"I'm going to kill you!"

"It's not good to talk to a lady like that~"

Sherlock didn't know when he had completely broken free from the rope. Taking advantage of the scar man's inattention, he turned around and kicked the dagger off his hand.

Judging from the frightened expression of the man with the scar, he may have begun to doubt his life now.

"You, when did you..."

"Emma" Sherlock ignored the scarred man, he suddenly looked at her, "Do you know why I told you not to call the police?"

Emma shook her head cooperatively as she watched the blazing secondary fire on Sherlock's body.

"Because I'm enough alone!"

Even though Emma was very willing to give him warm applause, the man with the scar ambush Sherlock from behind made Emma's praise involuntarily change to "Be careful!"

Sherlock smiled contemptuously, and the two wrestled.

I don't know what kind of self-confidence the scar man dared to interrogate them alone. The current situation is that he was unilaterally hanged and beaten by Sherlock.

However, the scar man's screams should attract a large number of people. Emma and Sherlock exchanged a look.They dropped the scarred man who was beaten to the point of immobility, and escaped from the other side of the warehouse tacitly.

The whole escape feels like a dream, as Emma and Sherlock face one gangster after another trying to stop them.In the end, he managed to escape.

"How?" Although Sherlock's expression was as cold as usual, Emma knew that he was waiting for her praise.

However, she slowly raised her head and looked at him with burning eyes.

"I [beep----] believed in your evil"

The author has something to say: Emma: Sherlock took me to death, can I swear?

Author: can't

Emma: Then I have nothing to say

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