[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Uh……"

"Mycroft, don't you think our way of getting along is weird?"

"Ok?"

Alice rolled her eyes. "More like a brother and sister."

She felt that Mycroft was looking at her with a strong gaze, which made her feel inexplicably nervous.

"What do you want?"

"Uh... I don't mean anything."

Alice shrugged.

Then slowly wiped out the steak in his hand.

"Alice, do you really think about it? Want to be with me?"

Mycroft's steady voice rang in my ears, but the rich and charming voice of the viola.

Alice frowned. "What do you mean?"

"A momentary impulse will only make people regret."

Alice stood up immediately, and she looked at McCoff angrily: "So it didn't take long before you broke up with me? Continue to be brothers and sisters, or friends? Or are you a stranger?"

Alice sneered until she was shocked to see Mycroft kneeling on one knee and taking out a small and exquisite box from his suit pocket.

On one side lay a simple silver ring, without any hint of intoxication, but shining brightly.

She covered her mouth in disbelief, suddenly didn't know what to say, just when she was about to say something, her eyes turned red, and she choked up inexplicably.

"Miss Alice Colvis, will you marry Mr. Mycroft Holmes?"

"I...I want to."

Although Alice's mind was twisted and turned, her answer seemed to be more honest than her heart.

She looked incredible until McCoff put the ring on her finger, so now she's McCoff's fiancée.

sky!Fiancee, is she dreaming?

So what's next?wrong! "Don't you have a fiancee?"

As soon as she said it, Alice regretted it, and secretly scolded herself for being cold-hearted.

"It ended four years ago."

"Because of me?" Should it be so obvious.

"Political differences." If you want to be so honest, you will die if you lie to her.

"I thought it was because of me?"

Mycroft was silent for a while before saying, "You are also one of the reasons."

"Oh." Alice stepped over a table and stuck to him.

"What...how did you suddenly...like this?"

"I thought you'd need it." So formulaic, but I love it.

"I... really need it."

"Mycroft, I love you and I'm afraid of losing you."

Alice tremblingly hugged the man in front of her.

"Hug me, this is unreal, Mycroft."

Alice began to speak incoherently.

"I'm afraid I'm really just a sister, and I'm afraid you're just... accommodating me, just as you often accommodate Sherlock."

She carefully kissed the corner of his mouth, a trace of tenderness flashed in his cold eyes on his handsome and resolute face.

"I'm drunk, Mycroft."

Alice looked at him bewilderedly, lying on his body and panting slightly.

Mycroft's eyes were slightly deep, he picked her up, walked out of the western restaurant, and got into a black Mercedes-Benz directly.

The sound of the engine starting "humming" in her ears, Alice's mind was jolted awake all of a sudden.

"Where?"

She asked a little puzzled.

"go back."

Until this car drove to someone's mansion... so it doesn't look like 221B?

"Let's stay here tonight." Mycroft's voice was low, with an ascetic look on his face, Alice's body couldn't help but tremble, feeling inexplicably... What happened tonight?

Alice looked at the time and it was past twelve o'clock, and it was indeed a bit late.

It's just arranged in the same room, although she did this before, but she knew that every time Mycroft waited until she fell asleep, he would go back to sleep elsewhere... So this time, are they really going to sleep together?

Will Mycroft be too fast?

Alice tensed up.

"Mycroft, I..."

"I'm going to deal with the documents, you go to bed first."

With a straight face, Mycroft answered her ruthlessly, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Alice is depressed, what is the purpose of this kind of trouble, why does she feel so sad and dissatisfied with her desires.

So as soon as the door closed, Alice gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and threw herself on Mycroft.

Mycroft was thinking about what she was going to do, and then there was Alice's enlarged face, and restless hands, clumsy but eager to pull his suit, and set fires all over his body.

"Then...the relationship is confirmed. If you don't do something, will you be too sorry for yourself?"

There was a stomping sound, probably the footsteps of Butler Xiali.Mycroft closed his eyes, and quickly carried her to the guest room closest to them, and locked the door.

"Alice." Mycroft said with some teasing, "My sister seems a little anxious."

"Mycroft, I'm very horny right now...I want to suck your blood dry." Alice used her teeth to pull on the button of McCoff very erotically, until the pair of strong chest muscles were fully exposed .

"You lost weight very successfully."

Mycroft's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stopped Alice's movements.

"Have you thought it through?" He looked deeply into Alice's eyes, as if he wanted to see the truth from them.

And Alice proved her determination with actions.

"continue."

They kissed each other passionately, as if skinning, and Mycroft reached up and ripped off her shoulder straps.

"I love you." Alice gasped distraughtly, and she took the initiative to help him take off his suit and pants, completely ignoring that it was the first time between them.

The next morning, the sun had just risen in the east.

Alice woke up slowly, feeling swollen and painful all over, as if she had run for more than ten kilometers.Subconsciously touched the side, and found that there was no one around him.Familiar room, familiar smell, but inexplicably disappointed in my heart.

With an inexplicable mood, he finished the breakfast prepared by Xiali very calmly, and left the mansion in a taxi.

"I'm sorry, there was an important meeting this morning." --MH

Alice turned off her phone and curled her lips.

Back at Baker Street, Sherlock boredly exposed her various "games where minors are prohibited from imitating."

"Mommy will be very happy."

Alice said she didn't want to talk.

"What are you preparing?"

Dr. Watson explained: "We are going to Bermuda."

Alice was silent for a second, and smiled for a second: "I will go too."

She was immediately rejected by Sherlock.

Alice said angrily, "You can't limit me."

"But the other one can."

Alice shrugged immediately.

"Come on, maybe I can help you."

"NOWAY."

"You've been quitting smoking recently...a pack."

"make a deal."

Dr. Watson's face seemed to be very bad, because Sherlock had already got a pack of cigarettes from him before this, and if this continues, he will not quit.

Bermuda is an autonomous overseas territory of the United Kingdom. It was once called "LaGarza", "Virgineola" and "Devil's Island" in history. There have been many strange things there. Some people say that it is the place closest to heaven. There was a plane The strange phenomenon that the plane suddenly disappeared when it was passing by... But this time, a rich and young man named Carnado led us there. He said that there was a strange phenomenon there, that is, people often disappear.

"Maybe it's because of the treasure." Carnardo was rich and young, and when he spoke, he gave off a rebellious aura.

"What treasure?" Alice said curiously.

"This has something to do with my great-great-grandfather. He once made his fortune by selling arms...then he went to many places and brought back a lot of treasures."

Alice sat on the passenger seat of the plane with bright eyes, looking like I was very excited.

"Can you be more specific with us?"

"Great-great-grandfather's treasure has attracted many people, but no one knows that he knocked it upside down and took it away. I have invited many well-known private detectives to check, but all of them disappeared for no reason... Others, crazy."

Sherlock frowned: "The treasure is the key here."

They came to Bermuda, passed a small suspension bridge and came to a huge castle.

The trees here looked quite strange, so Alice couldn't help but pay more attention.

"You live on the mountain?"

"Yes."

An old man with a peaceful face opened the door for them, and they walked along a long road paved with cobblestones, with elegant bamboo-heart ditties on both sides, and the magnificent rockery reflecting it, just like the sun and the moon. Quite oriental beauty.

Dr. Watson asked: "Is this supposed to be an oriental style?"

"My great-great-grandfather has always been interested in things from the East."

Alice said excitedly: "Sherlock, I think we can start here."

Sherlock frowned, as if immersed in some kind of thought, completely oblivious to someone's ready to move.

They passed through the oriental ditty to the European medieval courtyard.

"Carl, who did you bring back?" Alice subconsciously looked at an old woman who was sitting on an automatic armchair. She wore a long skirt and looked old. It looks a little scary.

"They are my detectives."

"Do you think any cat or dog can find out the secret of this castle?"

Alice and Watson couldn't help frowning and looked at the old woman with some displeasure. To be honest, she was really rude when she spoke.

"She is my grandmother Maria. Since her personal maid, Phyllis Reid, also disappeared, her temperament has become a little strange." Carl explained with an embarrassed smile.

"When did her servant disappear?" Sherlock, who had been abnormally silent at this time, suddenly asked.

Carl froze for a moment: "20 years ago, was there a problem?"

"Has she ever left here?"

"Yes, in a few years..."

"Has there ever been a fire here?" Karl looked at the big detective in astonishment.

"Yes, a fire broke out in... this courtyard 20 years ago, but I was young at that time, so I didn't know exactly what happened, but my great-grandfather died in this fire. "