[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

037.

Jian Ruo's blood was surging, and she walked onto the street alone——

It’s almost midnight, and you can faintly hear bells ringing from somewhere. There are laughing students and wandering people. The night in Oxford has stripped off its holy veil under the dark curtain, and it has become like every city that never sleeps, with neon lights , sleepovers, alcohol, hormones...these are the necessary elements that make them up.

Jian Ruo tightened her windbreaker, thinking that she would start buying a thick coat tomorrow, hoping to keep warm by walking around.

She glanced at the location of her phone.

The little red dot that symbolized Sherlock was parked in front of a health club a few streets away.

She frowned slightly, put away her phone and prepared to rush over there——

"【Hey! Jane Ruo?!】"

She froze for a moment, the familiar language made her subconsciously turn her head to look, a strange baby-faced young man was standing not far from the street light, staring at her with some surprise.

She looked at the other person approaching in a daze, but she couldn't remember who the other person was—but, in Chinese, knowing her name—Jian Ruo's heart tightened slightly, could it be that this body used to be...

"[I just said it! You are still here! I knew you would come to the party. After all, it is fate to be admitted to a British school. When you are away from home, the Chinese should know and take care of each other—]" He happily Hehe stretched out his hand to pat Jian Ruo, "[Come here, everyone is inside——]"

"Party?" Jian Ruo's eyebrows trembled, her face twitched slightly, and she felt that she must have misunderstood something, "...I'm sorry, I don't know...I mean, what kind of Chinese party?"

The other party seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and switched back to English: "Eh? Didn't I send an email...?"

—… what mail?Why hasn't she seen any emails?Jian Ruo forced a smile, "Sorry, I didn't see—"

The baby face was a little surprised: "How is it possible?" He felt a little embarrassed after realizing it, "—then why do you...?"

Maybe it's because this person is from her hometown, and the intimacy from the Asian face, Jian Ruo couldn't tell what kind of feelings it was, she was a little hesitant, but she still explained: "...um... ... find someone...?"

"Aren't you looking for me?" Babyface shrugged his shoulders, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Jian Ruo touched her nose in embarrassment: "—Sorry."

In the night, the sign surrounded by neon lights flickered alone, the last drunk man just passed by on the street, swearing and holding the wine bottle, and staggered forward - only her and the baby face in front of her were left on the empty street .

"Are you really looking for me?" He put one hand in his pocket, with a shy, oriental smile on his face, watching Jian Ruo with some concern, but his tone changed suddenly, unable to tell "—but, I think, you came to find me—"

Jian Ruo was taken aback, and suddenly met the other's eyes——

too late.

The nasal cavity was covered from behind, and the smell of sex caught people off guard. Jian Ruo struggled, and at the last second before falling into a coma, she vaguely saw the baby-faced young man condescending, with some indifferent eyes——

——even though he still had that unguarded, shy smile on his face.

……

Hands were tied.

I can't move my feet either.

She sat in a chair, her eyes were completely dark.

The effect of □□ has not completely dissipated, her head is dizzy, and she feels as if she is falling heavily.

Maybe it's because of the limited vision, but Jian Ruo's hearing seems to be able to extend infinitely - the sound of dripping water in the corner can be clearly heard in an empty room.She listened to the "tick, tick" sound. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect. She felt that the sound of the water droplets became more and more clear. In such an environment, she could even hear the sound of her own breathing.

"Click."

Her body tensed subconsciously.

"Hey, thump, thump, thump" the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the floor sounded, and as she got closer and closer, Jian Ruo's nerves became more and more tense—but he seemed to have noticed her tight body—the man chuckled , the footsteps turned a corner and walked away again.

Jian Ruo: "..." There seemed to be a dog beeping in her heart.

The sound of high heels stopped.

She heard the sound of "click", as if some button was pressed, "呵呵——" made the sound of electricity, and the sound of the violin broke through the silence.

Jian Ruo suddenly had goose bumps all over her body.

She heard the other party hum along with the violin tune, with a certain kind of joyful tone, intermittent.

With the sound of the music, the man gradually approached, and Jian Ruo felt that the man was standing in front of her, bringing a small gust of wind and a trace of coldness.

Before she had time to relieve the chill, the man had already bent down and moved closer to her face, the sound of "rustling" clothes rubbing against her ears, accompanied by pretendingly heavy breathing.

— goosebumps.

She trembled.

The other party laughed softly, "Hey, gril, do you remember me?" She deliberately lowered her voice, almost leaning against Jian Ruo, "I still remember you, dear."

Jian Ruo felt that she exhaled slightly, her scalp was numb, she tried her best to move her face in the opposite direction a little uncomfortably: "... this... unknown... Miss, I think... my hearing is not bad, we , there is no need to be so close?"

She felt the other party straighten up, and slightly protracted the tone: "Ah——you are so boring, dear~Jane~" The "Jane" was sweet and greasy—as if swallowing a macaron in one gulp, Let the sweetness fill your mouth.

The tone of the violin in the background music gradually slows down and becomes softer——

"I'm a boring person in the first place." Jane smiled slightly.

She heard the man snort, and something moved while laughing—"Crack!" She bit some fruit, maybe an apple, and Jian Ruo heard the sound of the flesh falling apart, like a disintegration unfolding in front of her through hearing: "Oh, that's not what Anke said about you—she thinks you're amazing—"

"... Ann?" Jian Ruo was startled.

The man stood in front of her, condescending, and took another bite of the apple——Jane Ruo could clearly hear the voice diagonally above her: "——do you remember her? The one you put in prison?" She said He said, but he laughed "giggle" to himself, "I really like you, Jane—you are the first person to send her to prison, oh, she is not a good girl~"

Her tail tune rose, and then she suddenly tore off the black cloth from Jian Ruo's eyes——

The eyes that were familiar with the darkness couldn't react for a while, Jian Ruo blinked with difficulty, and tears shed from the stimulation.

A pair of soft hands stretched out, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a loving tone, "——It's so pitiful, why are you crying? Dear Jane, I can't bear you to cry~"

"..." This exaggerated tone is really... Jane looked embarrassed, trying to avoid the other party's fingers, "...I'm not crying, it's the strong light stimulation."

"What about now?" She lifted Jian Ruo's chin with her index finger, raised her full red lips, and smiled a little, "——remember me?"

Seeing this face, Jian Ruo froze.

The sound of the violin suddenly became steep, turned around, and became high-pitched.

……

Empty space, elegant violin, high heels, woman with red lips.

This scene is undoubtedly beautiful from the perspective of appreciation.However, the embarrassment at this moment made Jian Ruo wish to disappear immediately.

#Face blindness committed again, what to do, urgent, online, etc.#

Eerie silence.

Facing the slowly darkening face of the other party, Jian Ruo smiled awkwardly.

"……Hello?"

She let go of her fingers, and turned around calmly, as if she had returned to some kind of normalcy, but before Jian Ruo could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly kicked the chair on the side——

"Bangdang-!"

As if venting, she pushed everything that could be knocked down at hand, and the violent sound almost overwhelmed the music of the violin.

Jian Ruo stared at this scene dumbfounded - this woman seemed to be venting, seemed to be threatening, her face was still smiling, like a proud child who insisted on sabotage, unscrupulous but desperate.

All the facilities in this room, tables, cabinets, chairs, decorations—her hand stopped in front of a beautiful solid-color vase—there was a rose there, as delicate as her red lips, she suddenly As if restraining all the irritability, she gently held the stem of the flower, leaned over to smell it lightly, and showed a soft smile that didn't match her face.

She slowly picked up the rose, and water droplets dripped down the slender stems on the floor. The woman didn't care, and gently pulled her hair, showing a beautiful smile: "——you really made me Sad, dear Jane. I fell in love with you at first sight, and you ignored me."

She leaned on the table, with a melancholy face, playing with rose flowers: "You are always like this—no matter how hard I try, no one can remember this face. Even if I remind you repeatedly." She He paused every word, his eyes were lingering and cold, and his fingers snapped off the flower stem, "I wear gorgeous red lips, and I give you a doll with red lips that symbolize myself. Don't you like it? Jane?"

"—Didn't you notice the fiery lips of that doll?" She stared at Jian Ruo like a snake, and Jian Ruo felt chills every inch of her body, "—have you forgotten me?"

——This woman has facial features that are not ugly, but I don’t know why, when they form this face, this face becomes extraordinarily thin, and it’s easy to forget—an ordinary, indifferent s face.Jian Ruo can simply imagine how this face will be even more powerful when it becomes the face of a killer - she can easily blend into the crowd, and easily erase traces of memory.

A face that is instantly forgotten.

The only thing being highlighted on purpose at this moment is her lips.

Full and gorgeous, like a rose protruding from the snow, it is breathtaking.

— such a face.

——Such red lips.

The memory is thin, Jian Ruo tried hard to recall, and in the next moment, a vague figure flashed out.

It was a blurry face, only the red lips were fresh in her memory.

Jian Ruo tentatively looked at the other party with some uncertainty: "—the receptionist of the hospital...?"

--is her.

"It's not in vain, I will remind you again and again." She finally seemed satisfied, and patted Jian Ruo's face with her hand, "Do you like that doll? In order to remind you of me and perfectly scare you, I can It took a lot of effort, oh baby, I really like your flustered look, look~ Jane, now you are mine!"

She laughed to herself.

——Is there something wrong with this logic?

Jian Ruo didn't want to discuss any logical issues with the other party at this time, she forced a smile, and then paused: "Then, why are you there?"

"Why—?" The woman stared at her, kneading the petals, a flower in her palm, like a heart, completely crushed, she laughed, casually, sniffing the palm of her hand, " Because—love~"

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