Countdown all over the world

As soon as Annie spoke, Darren closed his eyes tightly.

Know it now.

These five words are very clear.Annie had doubts, but was never sure.

Darren even hoped that Annie's uncertainty was because she had hoped for herself.Even if this reason is somewhat true, it is enough to make him happy for a while.

Now, everything has been said.

Since Darren met Annie, the stone that has been pressing in his heart has been removed.Although, what is hidden under the stone is a more unbearable wound.

"You don't resent me?" Darren asked.

Annie sat leaning against the desk, her head slightly tilted.The hair ornament on the head and a tassel on it also shook a few times.

Darren raised his head and looked at Annie for a long time.Only then suddenly lowered his head.

With his eyes downcast, even Annie couldn't see clearly the emotions in his eyes at the moment.

However, Anne didn't take it too seriously.She shrugged, turned and went back behind the desk.He picked up the pen and continued to draw something casually on the paper.

Darren didn't leave, and she didn't say anything.

In this way, Darren didn't know how long he had been sitting here.In short, one of Annie's paintings is almost ready.He raised his head as if waking up from a big dream, and sighed deeply.

Get up and get ready to go out.

"They won't hurt you," Darren said suddenly.

The tip of the pen in Annie's hand froze, but she didn't look up.

Darren also didn't care, just looked at the cute little hair twist on the girl's head, and continued: "They promised it."

He spoke earnestly.It seems that this sentence is so important to him.

Annie was so indifferent that she didn't even raise her head.With just a flick of the pen tip, it landed on the paper again, adding a few more strokes to the unformed painting.

The girl showed no response, which made Darren a little disappointed no matter what.He sighed, turned around and was about to go out.

Before the door could be pushed open, someone walked in first.

The visitor seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect Darren to stay here until now.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood and greeted him very calmly: "Mr. Darren."

Darren nodded in response.

His gaze, however, involuntarily fell on the bag in the visitor's hand.

"What's the matter?" Annie raised her head and looked at the knife in the man's hand, "I thought you guys would come earlier."

Her eyes seemed to be carelessly gliding over the head of the visitor.

That string of numbers is not too close to his age.Not to mention, the rate of reduction was far beyond normal.

Annie understood, but she didn't show it on her face.Obviously, such a person, who is used to doing bad things, actually has nothing to say.

The person who came came smiled and stood in front of Annie.He stretched out a hand with a smile, palm facing up, and waited quietly.

Darren watched helplessly, and Annie put her wrist on the man's palm without saying a word.He glanced at himself as if he didn't care, then turned away again.

That look seemed to be mocking him.

"That's what you said, they won't hurt me. Darren..."

Darren couldn't hold back anymore, he took two steps forward and snatched the knife from the man's hand.

"Mr. Darren?" The visitor was a little puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Darren rushed forward and grabbed the knife with all his might.But he didn't know what to do next, so he stood there in a daze for a while.

Annie smiled, and didn't even take her hand back.He just used his other hand to prop himself up on the table, looking at Darren with a smile on his face.As if, anticipating how interesting his next step would be.

Darren was stunned for a while before putting down the knife again.

"It's all right," he said.

The visitor watched Darren go out without looking back, walking quickly, as if something was chasing after him.It's so embarrassing that people look at it and find it a bit funny.

"Not yet?" Annie raised her hands, a little impatient in her heart, "It's tiring to wait like this."

The girl's eyes fell on the knife on the table, and she looked like she was ready to do it herself the next moment.Maybe, even more simply.

The visitor looked at Annie with some interest, it was really the first time he saw such a person.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked.

Annie looked up at him.There was a smile in his eyes: "I said I was afraid, is it useful?"

Really useless.

The visitor shrugged casually, and couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart.It is rare to see someone who sees things so thoroughly.Even if it's just a chat or two, it's quite comforting.

We all understand each other, and there is no need to talk nonsense.Both save time, don't they?

He smiled, and picked up the knife himself.

Soon, a small bowl of blood was collected.After the man took it, he was ready to carry it out early.

"Wait." Annie said suddenly.

The man stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at Annie, there was no impatience in his eyes.After all, the extra patience was only because of Annie's specialness.You know, she is much happier than the ones he came into contact with in the past.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Annie smiled, and covered her already bandaged wound: "Tell me in advance, what else do you need? I can also mend it in advance."

The man smiled, and his eyes fell on the small bowl in his hand: "Well, I'm really not sure. Left and right, you just need to make up for everything."

The words were extremely thoughtful, and Anne could not get any information from them.

She seemed a bit disappointed and shrugged nonchalantly.Even sending, there is no intention of sending.

He just lowered his head, ready to continue painting.

Looking at Annie's appearance, the man couldn't help but feel a little funny.He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, before turning around and going out after a while.

"Interesting," he said to himself.

……

Anne's sudden disappearance should have caused some trouble in Baker Street.

Not to mention the bloody storm, just Mr. Holmes is enough to make more waves on Baker Street.

However, unexpectedly, looking at it for the past few days, it was extremely calm.

Most of these originated from a visit by McCoff.

Holmes sat in his room, playing with two coins in his hands as if unconsciously.

This house used to be his.Later, for a while, it was his girl who lived there.Of course, now he just moved the quilt down, and now he rests here.

The breath here helps him to calm his mind.

This is what Holmes told Mrs. Hudson.

Little Rebecca was shocked a lot this time, but after spending two days with Mrs. Hudson in the hospital, she recovered a lot.Although I still have some nightmares occasionally at night, but looking at it on weekdays, it is not much different from before.

Mrs. Hudson, still wearing her gauze, returned to Baker Street.

She squatted down and gently rubbed Rebecca's little head: "Don't worry, your sister Anne will be back."

Little Rebecca opened her big eyes and looked at Mrs. Hudson very seriously: "Really?"

Mrs. Hudson looked at Holmes's closed door and sighed.Turning his head, he spoke to little Rebecca in a very gentle voice: "Of course."

With Holmes here, Mrs. Hudson believed that Anne would be back soon.

Besides, that girl is not stupid.isn't it?

Mrs. Hudson pursed her lips slightly, but under the gaze of little Rebecca, she concealed all the melancholy in her heart.

She smiled and rubbed Rebecca: "Are you hungry? I'll boil milk for you..."

Rebecca nodded her head and followed Mrs. Hudson very obediently.The little hand was held, and she went to her hut.

Holmes didn't pay attention to the waves outside the door.

In his hand, he still caressed the two coins.Originally, there should have been three.However, even Holmes' memory could not find the location of the remaining one.

Presumably, that girl took it secretly, right?

Holmes thought, and couldn't help showing a little smile in his eyes.Anne is always so naughty, but very smart.Even he didn't realize how the hiding place of the three coins was discovered by Anne.

Speaking of which, these three coins were originally given to him by Anne.

Holmes pursed his lips: "Mycroft, when exactly did we reach the cooperation with you?"

His brows were slightly frowned, obviously he was very concerned about this.

God knows, when he turned around and found that Annie had disappeared suddenly, there was a flash of panic in his heart.If it wasn't for Rebecca still in his arms, he might have been ready to run back to the other party's lair in one breath.

Big deal, get caught with Annie.Based on his ability, he must be able to escape soon.

Holmes has this confidence.

However, on the way back, he was discovered by McCoff's people not long after.

Or rather, McCoff himself.

"How did you get back?" asked Holmes.

Among the deserted old factories, McCoff led several people, all of whom were fully armed.On the face, it was full of seriousness.

"Xia Li, stop making trouble."

It was the first time that Holmes was so angry at Mycroft.This is what McCoff himself did not expect.

"You know I should not be stopped at this time," said Holmes.

Although his tone was calm, Mycroft could hear the threatening meaning in it.

However, he still stopped Holmes with his shot.

A few fists, of course, couldn't stop him.

What really made Holmes give up was a sentence relayed by Mycroft.

"Xiali, this is Anne's meaning. She wants to know who sent Darren to monitor her for so many years."