[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Mycroft, I'm leaving, don't look for it, don't read it."

Mycroft looked at the letter in his hand, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes lowered, unable to see his expression.

The text message showed that he was reporting to the White House two hours ago, and she had apparently left.

Love is a matter between two people, but when the identities, abilities, and even backgrounds of the two are very different, everything is a distance.

There are no fairy tales in this world itself.

And many things can become reality without hard work.

Mycroft touched his chest, he didn't understand why there was a dull pain there, he really fell in love with a young girl.

Frowning in disgust, he deliberately waved away the vague uneasiness, straightened his already neat suit, and looked ahead, solemnly like a pilgrim.

Alice dragged her suitcase to a new country, Country M, and applied for the US Army with the help of Moriarty.

Even though she faintly felt that Moriarty was out of her control, and that he might have all sorts of conspiracies that she couldn't think of, but... at this step, she would eventually go out.

Because she is too ordinary, she can't tell who she is, a Chinese or a British?

Her mind was as chaotic as a ball of string, and she felt as if she was going crazy.

In any case, Alice later passed the ASVAB with her own ability, and finally became a female army soldier of country M.

What she faces is high-intensity exercise every day. Although she gets off work at a certain time like an ordinary white-collar worker, which means that she can do many things she likes to do, she often loses strength as soon as she lies on the bed.

After training, she was dispatched to Iraq, where it can be called hell on earth. Every day, the deafening roar of cannons, cries, and screams can be heard above the sky.

At first she could look at them with pity, the war made them hungry and their families were ruined, but she couldn't do anything, nothing by herself.

This is very sad.

One day, there was a crying girl in a small floral dress on the street, with brown wavy hair and a small white face. She looked no more than five years old. She smiled at Alice, like a little angel, and followed her parents on the got the car.

Until Alice watched a cannon fire across the sky in a daze, within a few seconds, a large area was blown up, and the car... obviously also exploded, including the one just now. little girl.

War is terrible, but teammates are sometimes more terrible than war. When she pities others, who can pity her?

In the face of war, female soldiers have to face not only the enemy, but also their teammates at all times to guard against their QB themselves. This is especially rampant in the M country's army, but she only learned it later.

Alice hid the dagger and managed to calm herself down.

Forcing myself to look directly into those people's eyes...it's really disgusting.

Most of the female soldiers in a dormitory were coerced, and there was no way to complain, and those who were extreme were treated as disrupting their military status.

With a sound of "Boom~", the door was kicked open.Then there were endless screams, moans, and obscene laughter, comparable to the Nanjing Massacre.

Alice covered her ears, she felt enveloped by a feeling of suffocation, until she saw a few strong men walking towards her, her arms began to struggle hard, and one hand covered the thick cloth covering her body. The quilt was lifted, and he yelled loudly, venting the fear in his heart.

Those rough hands slowly covered her body, her skin couldn't help shivering, and then her mind went dark, she picked up her dagger and stabbed it fiercely.

For a moment, everyone was a little scared. They didn't expect a little female soldier to resist so fiercely.

Alice looked at them with red eyes as if possessed, like a crazy prisoner.

Alice watched them die one by one by her hands.

one, two, three...

She escaped from the army, and Alice felt as if her brain was being commanded by something, running through one jungle after another, with ragged clothes and greasy yellow hair.

She was rescued by a kind couple in a village.

At that time, she was still having a fever, and she was muttering about MH faintly, but when she woke up, she found that she was the only one who was inexplicably sad. She is shamelessly clinging to her body, don't care about the gap, don't care about whether she's happy or not, if only she could be so selfish...

If you leave the army, you are a deserter. If you are found out, you will be investigated. Alice is very glad that she asked Moriarty to create a false identity for herself, otherwise... if the investigation is deep, someone may inevitably investigate To Mycroft, as a politician... "sister" and official career, which one to choose?

The army can't go back, so what should the next road be, she can't give up on this, absolutely can't!

Since you can't be a righteous soldier, let's be a killer.

Just fighting against a few big guys with one to five skills that night, she suddenly felt that she had great potential.

For four full years, she lived a life of "drunk life and dreams", daily exercise and training, and assassination of people made her famous all over the world, the crazy reaper.

And her boss is a crime lord named James Moriarty.

This road, from the moment it starts, there is no turning back.

For Mycroft, she loved him deeply, and exhausted almost all her strength for the rest of her life, missing, waiting, and loving.

His silence, her low self-esteem and gloom, there is a distance between them everywhere.

Stepping down that path, sooner or later, one of them will change for it.

Mycroft, he is a person who, even though he is suffering, still uses reason to control his body.

Alice is reluctant, such a great and dazzling politician changes for herself, so let her change.

Alice took the medicine and lay quietly on the bed.

It's been four years, I miss you so much, I really want to see you.

Four years later, at the London airport, a beautiful and tall girl, wearing an insolent fiery red suit, half of her face covered by wide toad sunglasses, was pushing a silver suitcase, standing by the side of the road, as if she was waiting for something .

She fiddled with the big brown waves casually, watching a Lincoln car slowly stop in front of her.

"Mycroft, I'm back."

A burly man in uniform got out of the car and opened the door for her. Alice was about to go in, proudly sticking out her lower body...

"What about him?"

I saw the girl straddling the car with one foot and the other foot still on the ground.

"Sir, I can't come because I have something to do." A mature woman climbed out of the car, holding a BlackBerry in her hand.

"Ha ha."

Alice smiled and retracted the outstretched leg.

"Take your luggage back, I still have something to do."

Alice smirked and said, flicking her curly hair from time to time, which was unexpectedly charming.

"It's against the rules."

The brawny man expressed his dissatisfaction, and he said strongly, with deep contempt in his eyes. After all, the rich second generation and the second generation of officials are incapable and still run around. They also know some gossip ~ they will inevitably complain in private.

Alice couldn't even maintain a smirk this time. Is this a pick-up or robbery?

She sneered a few times, and punched the big man in the stomach with an uppercut. He hugged his stomach immediately, and suddenly felt much better.

"Tell him to come find me at 221B Baker Street." Alice smiled nimbly, stepping on eight centimeter high heels, away from their sight.

Looking at the gate of 221B, Alice didn't know how to express the feeling of being in another world. She took a deep breath, just in time to see Mrs. Hudson coming out of the door, and she was still muttering something. It was Sherlock's naughty guy who pissed her off.

"Hello, Mrs. Hudson."

Alice greeted her warmly.

Mrs. Hudson looked at Alice blankly, apparently she had never been able to guess who the tall and delicate oriental girl in front of her was.

"I'm Alice Colvis."

Mrs. Hudson looked at her with that surprised expression.

"Oh, Alice, you are so pretty that I don't know you."

Alice laughed a few times.

"your face?"

"I went to Korea."

"South Korea?"

Alice didn't say much, but quickly asked, "Is Sherlock there?"

"He's here, he's made a mess of the house these days, he's such a bad kid, I have to take good care of him like a mother..."

When it comes to Sherlock, it's clear that Mrs. Hudson doesn't seem to be able to stop for a while.

When had he ever paid attention to his room?

Alice thought to herself, still facing Mrs. Hudson patiently.

"Want a cup of tea?"

"Thank you so much."

"Go up first, children, I will send you up later."

Alice opened the door naturally, and saw that there was no one in the hall, so she sat down by herself.

"In the bathroom? In the room?"

Alice frowned.

"Are you?" A strange voice pulled Alice back from the silence.

Alice looked at the man in front of her with a little surprise. He looked short but strong, with sideburns and a friendly appearance. He could be regarded as a handsome gentleman.

"Excuse me, is Sherlock there?"

The man looked at Alice hesitantly, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe he felt that the lady in front of him should be entrusting the case.

"He should still be sleeping."

Alice looked at this man in surprise, and had to say that this sentence was very rebellious. Over the years... people have changed a lot, and Sherlock also started to... fall in love?

The man didn't know what Alice was talking about, and smiled gently at Alice. "I am his assistant, John Watson."

Alice smiled awkwardly.

Sitting on the other side of the sofa, Dr. Watson meowed from time to time, and said hesitantly, "So what's the matter for you to come to Sherlock? Maybe I can help?"

"Private matter." Alice said casually, but later felt a little ambiguous, and hurriedly explained: "We know each other."

……

"you?"

"Don't worry, we are friends." Therefore, the more you explain, the more dirty you will be. It's better not to explain, to keep silent or something.

Dr. Watson looked at Alice in horror, thinking about the word friend, is it his imaginary friend or... You must know that he always thought that Sherlock was so arrogant that he was so bad that he had no friends.

"So is Mycroft."

Watson was a little embarrassed to find himself saying what was on his mind.

"It's okay, you don't have to restrain yourself." Alice looked at him with some amusement.

"So you also know his brother, Mycroft Holmes."

Before Watson could speak, a familiar word came in.

"I knew it, I knew it, today is indeed going to be a bad start." Sherlock held his head and looked at Alice with a look of lovelessness, making her feel that her whole face was dark .

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The author has something to say: War life is too long! !I don’t know what year and month it will be when I write it, so I just… roughly omitted it, so it’s very rough….