[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Even though Maggie led her hand upstairs, Helen couldn't help but focus on Sherlock who was lying on the ground downstairs from the corner of her eye.

She stared at her deeply with reluctance and worry, praying in her heart that Dr. Watson would bring someone over to rescue him soon.

Maggie excitedly pulled Helen to open the door on the second floor, and then Helen glanced casually, but was stunned by the scene inside.

This is the layout of her room before she was eight years old. It is exactly the same, and there is nothing wrong with it.

This, Helen looked at Maggie in shock, how is this possible, how did she do it?

"I know you must have a lot of questions in your heart." Maggie walked over and took Helen's hand, and pulled her into the room and said softly, "Don't worry, I will tell you what you want to know."

Helen was dragged obediently by Maggie into the extremely familiar room, and she followed her to sit down on the small sofa.

Maggie stared intently at Helen, and sighed contentedly: "I have spent countless nights imagining what it would be like when we meet again, will you recognize me?"

Maggie laughed self-deprecatingly as she spoke, apparently she never thought of the worst outcome of Helen forgetting her.

"I have sketched your face when you grow up countless times in my mind, but none of them will be better than your current face."

Maggie traced Helen's outline in mid-air with her fingers, and said obsessively.

These bits and pieces are the light that supports Maggie through the countless endless nights, and it is the only hope in her heart.

Maggie's expression made Helen's expression solemn and sad, and she couldn't help but feel it. What she said, she really felt it in her heart.

Human beings are wonderful creatures. Even if the memory is gone, the traces of that important memory will not be easily erased in my heart.

At this time, Helen really believed what Maggie said. They had indeed known each other before, and they should still be good friends with a good relationship.

Seeing the change in Helen's expression, Maggie curled up the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and she was not unimpressed in her heart.

"Those people are all related to your mother's death."

Maggie stopped talking about her own affairs, and instead talked about the death of Helen's mother, although her own affairs could indeed have something to do with it.

"Aunt Jessica deciphered the information they left in the library when she was looking for information in the library. It was an illegal transaction, and these people killed them."

"They have a lot of background, they are all raised by the Field family."

Maggie's words made Helen's eyes widen in shock. Then, if she said this, wouldn't her mother's death have something to do with the Field family?

Maggie saw Helen's expression, she nodded with a light smile.

"That's right, the person who gave that order was my father. These people don't have the right to do anything to others casually."

"However, Helen, you don't have to worry, I've already avenged you!"

However, Maggie's words made the worry on Helen's face even heavier. Could it be that Maggie's consciousness is not her...

"Yes, I already killed that man for you." Maggie said indifferently.

Seeing the shock and confusion on Helen's face, Maggie said in relief: "Helen, I don't have the slightest feeling for that man, and neither does he."

"You don't remember, I was adopted by your neighbor before I was eight years old. I was in an orphanage all my life. They wanted a child of their own, but they didn't have it, so they adopted me."

"Later, they really had their own children. I can imagine the days after that."

"I was hungry all the time, and I was beaten countless times a day. I didn't even have time to sleep. I had to contract their family's labor every day."

"But even so, I have done all this, they still don't like me, and they will lock me up when they don't need me."

When Maggie talked about her tragic past, she didn't care about it.

Because it was at that time that Maggie met the light of her life, her Helen, the only bright spot in her life, the meaning of all her joy.

She still remembered that when she was locked up in the attic by their family again, it was Helen wearing that raincoat who climbed over the balcony of her house to deliver food to her.

Even though she was still so young at that time, Helen also showed her cleanliness obsession for the first time.

Because she didn't want her hands and clothes to get dirty, she wrapped herself tightly in a raincoat, which was really cute.

"Your family is very good. Aunt Jessica and Uncle Ellen and you have helped me many times."

"No one else's children can play with me, only you can't."

Maggie stared at Helen tenderly, her pious and sincere gaze, as if looking at her own belief, made Helen feel sour in her heart.

Although Maggie downplayed her past, Helen could hear the difficult life in it.

She had been quietly listening to Maggie's talk, and she didn't speak. In fact, her heart was extremely restless.

"Later, those days finally ended, because my biological father found me."

"He is the head of the Field family, and I changed from a lowly girl to the eldest lady of the Field family, just like a pheasant turned into a phoenix by luck."

"However, the place I entered is not heaven, but a hell that is a hundred times more terrifying than that home."

"The Field's house is not a formal place, and there are too many dark transactions here."

"Helen, it's all because of having you, thinking about you, and wanting to see you when I grow up, that's why I've survived."

Maggie couldn't help holding Helen's hand lightly and said with a smile, this was the only beauty in her own life.

"I have always wanted to become stronger, to be able to protect you before I go to you, and to present the best of myself to you."

"But, I'm a step late, am I?" Maggie lowered her head sadly and said calmly.

Helen's life has already been severely occupied by a man named Sherlock Holmes, and she no longer has her own place.

It was her who came late, but after thinking about it for so many years, how could Maggie be reconciled to the fact that the person who wanted to protect her left her side like this?

Helen listened carefully to Maggie's words, and she recognized that these were Maggie's sincere words.

But it was precisely because of this that Helen felt heavy.Helen couldn't imagine what Maggie had experienced.

But being treated as hope by such a desperate person, Helen didn't think it was something she could afford.

After all, before she met Sherlock, she had no less darkness in her heart than anyone else.How can someone like her save others?

"Thank you Maggie for what you did for me."

In any case, regarding the matter of her own mother, Helen was grateful to Maggie for telling her the truth and for what she had done behind her back.

"Is it only gratitude?" However, Maggie was not satisfied with this, she suddenly raised her head and asked Helen.

This made Helen frowned slightly: "Maggie, I don't have those memories. If you want, we can start to be friends again."

Although there was something wrong with Maggie, she was indeed her former friend. Even if she lost her memory, she would not deny this.

And Helen thinks that Maggie needs help, and she feels that she is on the verge of madness.

"No, I never wanted more than friends!"

However, Maggie stood up abruptly and categorically vetoed this point, growling with a suppressed expression: "Is Sherlock Holmes really so important to you? Even if you know these things, you will not leave him, yes ?"

Helen nodded to Maggie, even though she knew that her behavior might be cruel at this time, she would never go against her true heart.

"Yes, I love Sherlock and I will never leave him."

Helen's demeanor and words undoubtedly stimulated Maggie even more, or she had already planned this in her heart, and she just needed an excuse to provoke her.

"However, I will never watch you with someone else."

After Maggie lowered her head and uttered these words without a clear expression, Helen felt dizzy in front of her eyes, and then she fell unconscious.

Maggie caught Helen's fallen body, and she hugged her gently, stroking her tenderly and compassionately.

In this world, the last person she wanted to hurt was Helen, but she forced herself to do something to her.

Helen is hers, which has been ingrained in her heart since she was very young. Maggie will never let Sherlock Holmes have her, she can only be hers.

Maggie carried Helen and left here. As for Sherlock, someone has already gone to deal with it.