Countdown all over the world

Before meeting Holmes, Anne never thought that she would settle down.

The people around them all walked beside the two of them.The numbers above the head are changing in length tick-tock.Annie knew that after this seemingly long timeline, one life after another would pass by.

She has seen, when the last breath of life, the breath that is exhaled gently.The numbers above the head, like falling stars, lost their unique light in an instant.

Time is too short.Life, too, is fragile.

Annie smiled and looked at Holmes in front of her.On the top of his head, there is still that string of wonderful question marks.There are no numbers, and there is no urgent voice that is decreasing every minute.

On weekdays, the nervousness and bewilderment of looking at the numbers seemed to dissipate one by one when looking at this man.

Annie pursed her lips and smiled, with a gentle gleam in her eyes.

"Sherlock, I..." like you.

Sherlock Holmes covered her mouth lightly before she could say the following words.

Annie's face was very small, and was mostly blocked by Holmes' palm.Only a pair of blue eyes remained, blinking at Holmes.smiling.

Holmes had no experience in this area, and his beating heartbeat like a drum also made him lose the calmness he was usually proud of.

At this time, he interrupted Annie's words completely by instinct.

Such words should be spoken by him.

thought Holmes.

He didn't prepare anything, without Watson's well-dressed appearance for every date.There are no legendary flowers or gifts that would make the scene very romantic.

Holmes pursed his lips, and tentatively put his hand on Anne's shoulder.Step by step, approaching her face.

Annie didn't move, just waited quietly.His eyes were full of smiles.

In the early morning, there were very few pedestrians on the road.The cool autumn wind blows slightly.It makes people feel cool, but it can't be called bleak cold.The sunlight, sprinkled on the ground, reflected the light, like gleaming gold.Not harsh, but very warm feeling.

Holmes' heart was beating like a drum, and his breathing couldn't help being a little short.

He put his hand on Annie's hair, but he felt the touch of the wig.Holmes deeply regretted that he should not have put on the disguised wig for Anne so early.

For Annie who knew him well, the little annoyance was almost written on her face.

Anne turned her head slightly, and put her cheek in Holmes' palm.Rubbing lightly, rubbing with calloused palms.

Holmes swallowed, and the heat of the blush spread from the palm of his hand to his fingertips.He froze instantly, not knowing what to do.

"Ann, Annie." He paused, "You should know that I always think that many things are a waste of time."

Annie smiled, waiting for his words.

Holmes took a deep breath before continuing: "If we say that I am limited by the time of the biological itself, the short time

Here, how to be more valuable words.I can't think of anything more meaningful than being by your side. "

Mr. Detective has always been a straight-forward character. At this moment, he broke through the restraint of shyness. His words seemed to come to his mouth in one breath, and he wanted to tell Annie one by one what he wanted.

Annie smiled and blinked playfully.Under Holmes's attentively waiting eyes, he turned his head and lightly pecked and kissed his palm.

Like the gentle touch of butterfly wings, the warmth and softness that is easy to touch.It made Holmes feel as if the softest part of his heart was being gently brushed by Anne.

In the sunlight, Annie blinked.Her eyelashes are long and slightly curled at the ends.In the eyes of Holmes, the roots are clear.

Since the two of them were injured by Anne, the thin window paper was lightly torn.The paper made of shyness and anxiety is sweet and cool.

Looking at Annie, Holmes felt his heart soften like a puddle of water, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

At this moment, he understood for the first time why Watson would smile like a fool after a date.

Sometimes, this kind of smile seems to come from the heart.He is not under the control of reason at all, and even inadvertently, he will show a little smile.

The two of them seem to have their own little secret.Holding hands with each other, they walked slowly towards the coffee shop.

Annie never imagined that she would suddenly puncture the window paper on the road.The feeling at that moment seemed to be irresistible, as if there was so much happiness that it was about to overflow.

She turned her head, looked at Holmes beside her, and couldn't help smiling.

However, it seems to be standing with this person.Anything is possible, and it will be exciting.

Just like the abrupt pause just now, the sudden opening.

The moment he said it, it was like taking a cloth covering his heart and gently picking it up.

"That's right."

There are not many people in the cafe at such an early hour.People in twos and threes are scattered in this place.Each held a cup or a tray of refreshments, and ate slowly.

Anne leaned on Holmes' shoulder and rested quietly.The person they were waiting for had not yet arrived.

Annie thought of something, leaned on Holmes' shoulder, shrugged slightly, and laughed.

Holmes lowered his head, looked at Anne tenderly, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Annie raised her head, her big eyes filled with a smile, and looked at Holmes: "When we came back last time, we seemed to be pretending to be a couple?"

Yes, when I came back last time, it seemed like it was yesterday.

Holmes was about to say something when he suddenly focused his eyes on the door not far away.

Annie also noticed the change in Holmes for the first time, and looked over without any trace.

A woman walked up gracefully.She walked slowly to a table by the window and sat down, tapping lightly on the table with her fingers.

strike.It's like, playing something.

The leisurely appearance is completely the appearance of a noble woman for entertainment.

However, both Anne and Holmes knew it.This person can be regarded as a well-known name in their industry.

Most of the series of thefts can be traced back to her.

"Irene Adler?" Annie asked.

She has never met this Irene, but she has been fortunate enough to see her sketches and portraits several times.That was when she was younger, and Irene's dress was very different from now.

Holmes nodded, "The most outstanding woman under Moriarty's command."

He turned his head away, like a whisper between lovers.In Annie's ear, she continued, "Irene, can be said to be the most vicious woman. Among her previous husbands, there are very few who can end well."

After using it, it was cleaned up.

Irene, who was drinking coffee, scanned the entire coffee shop as if casually.

Er, her gaze paused.

Irene smiled, raised her slender and graceful wrist, and waved towards Holmes.With a charming smile, he greeted wantonly.

Holmes put his arms around Anne and around his woman.Gently push Annie closer.

After seeing Holmes' actions, Irene smiled indifferently.She raised her hand, stroked her loose hair, and tidied it behind her ears.

The lips pursed slightly, like a kiss from the air, sent to Annie and the others.

Before Anne had time to ask, Holmes had already explained it a step ahead.

"Moriarty, I'm afraid I've lost a lot of face because of my series of actions." Holmes said in a low voice. "A few days ago, he sent a few very stupid goldfish. Of course, I And Watson escaped one by one."

It was like showing off unconsciously, Holmes must not have realized it.The self at this moment is no different from those males in nature who instinctively show their abilities to females.

He continued: "Irene Adler, it should be Moriarty who is ready to take this matter seriously."

Annie had heard of Moriarty's name.When the two found the missing oil painting and finally found only a fake, they had already set their sights on the professor.

During this period of time, he was forced to recuperate from illness.Anne was bored, so she read the life of Mr. Moriarty one by one.

Even his various works on mathematics have not been let go.

Master-like language, easy-to-understand explanations.Annie even felt a little sorry for Moriarty, what a great mathematician he should have been...

Of course, even if Mr. Moriarty is doing what he is doing now, he has not lost the platform for his talent to be displayed.

With a cobweb-like criminal circuit, it can be said that Moriarty is present in the underground of the entire country.

He is like the king sitting cross-legged in the center of the spider web, no matter where the spider web vibrates, he will be the first to notice it.

"So, what's his next step?" Annie narrowed her eyes as she looked at Irene in the distance.

Holmes laughed and said, "A game."

Yes, games.

This Mr. Moriarty needs a proof.Of course, it is also to add some exciting parts to his boring life.

Like a double tango.Moriarty had extended an inviting hand.