[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

038.

Jian Ruo really didn't know why she would provoke such a lunatic.

--because of love?

Her face was stiff, and she forced a smile: "...hehe, isn't it?

The body is tied up, but the brain is spinning crazily.

The hospital, the hour of the devil, Nine, and that ugly front desk lady, that bomb, that weird doll, Sherlock's anomalies tonight—

……what else?What is she missing?

"Okay...this lady..." Jian Ruo spoke slowly.

"Don't be so unfamiliar, my dear—" She had an intoxicating smile on her face, "You just call me—ah," she paused, and looked at Jian Ruo thoughtfully, "—call me I'm 'nine'." When she said this number, there was a layer of indescribable malice in her eyes, as if she was very satisfied with the name, she clapped her hands lightly "—yes, it's called I'm 'nine' ready."

——And what the hell is Nine.

Jian Ruo paused subtly, but out of a certain intuition, she didn't directly ask her question about this number: "——... You seem to know Ann? Is that Ann I think?"

Jiu stared at Jian Ruo with a half-smile, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger: "Oh, you really break my heart. It's me standing in front of you, but you're only thinking about that bitch."

—Choose the wrong topic?

Jian Ruo looked calm, and changed the subject calmly: "—Actually, I'm more interested in why you kidnapped me. I'm just an ordinary person, so it shouldn't be enough to attract your attention."

"Ordinary people?" Jiuxiao's flowers trembled wildly, "—hey, do you know? I just like your self-effacing, it's a pity..." She moved close to Jian Ruo's ear and said in a deep voice, "—you Why did you choose Sherlock Holmes?"

Jian Ruo could hear her own rapid heartbeat: "...you kidnapped me because of Sherlock?"

"A warning, gril~" Her icy arms wrapped around Jian Ruo's neck, "Oh, if it wasn't for Sherlock Holmes, I should have evacuated a long time ago—do you know how bad the food in England is?"

Jian Ruo: "...Indeed..." Wait, what's wrong, right? !She choked up for a moment, abruptly avoiding this topic that would be completely off topic once discussed, "——should have evacuated long ago? England? It seems that you have completed your mission in England—since it is because of Sherlock... ...that gas explosion?!" She tilted her head in astonishment, trying to see the other person's expression.

"—That's right~ good girl," she touched Jian Ruo's face with her fingers, the cold touch made Jian Ruo feel extremely uncomfortable, "—how should I reward you? Hmm—" she let go of her hand , straightened up, and lightly tapped his lower lip with his fingers, "—how about a kiss~?"

--……not so good!

"No need! Thank you!" Jian Ruo replied quickly.

Jiu laughed, she walked around Jian Ruo, lifted a chair, pulled it in front of Jian Ruo, sat down facing her, propped her chin with one hand, and stared at her: "Hmm, really not ?—I like you so much..."

Jian Ruo kept smiling.

——If Jerry Borut's death was caused by Nine, then... Maybe it was because Sherlock intervened here and found the badge that it attracted the attention of the other party—they didn't want Sherlock to continue Check it out and find out what?

"If you have to give me a reward," she said calmly, "Why don't you tell me why you chose the Borut family? I thought they were just ordinary... poor people?" She paused, remembering the previous case Antonio in the movie, "...Oh, don't tell me that your crime group also likes to 'test your own abilities' and kill for the sake of killing? Is the cost of crime so low now?"

Jiu licked the corner of her lips slightly, a little casually: "—Of course not. Good girl, there are some things you should not know, it's good to be a fool, be good—"

The background music of the violin has faded away. Jian Ruo focused on Jiu's words, and wanted to say something, but was nailed in place by the waltz that suddenly sounded.

"Waltz NO. 2 from Jazz Suite No. 2." Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the beat, stood up casually, pretended to be dancing with another partner, and danced——

Elegantly twirling, high heels stomping to the beat.She closed her eyes and hummed softly along with the tune——

If Jane's scalp is numb, her understanding of classical music is probably the patriot Chopin, the disabled Beethoven, the national representative Tchaikovsky, and the young genius Mozart that must appear in high school essays——

She knows a lot about music masters and famous anecdotes. If she really wants to talk about her works...she can only compare Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" and "Fate"...

Oh, what is the number of dance music...[Smiling] Even music lovers are not considered as who would care about this kind of insider to understand the arrangement of the mystery.

...Jane Ruo listened to the music in a daze, and felt confused when she saw the dancing Jiu Zhi.

She stopped and looked at Jian Ruo: "—Oh, my dear, I almost forgot about you." Her footsteps froze, and she cast a strange look at Jian Ruo from a distance, "——Hey, my dear Jane, do you believe in gods?"

In an instant, the memory was flipped, like a howling wind swept past, and the pages of the memory were being turned and rattled——

...the gods again.

Swaying——Antonio's strange expression, bloody face, soft fingers, arrogant posture, sad eyes, swaying fragments of memory, projected like silhouettes on the white curtain, shadowy—last stop The image in my mind - the black glove, the badge with the Roman numeral "nine" on it.

"I'm an atheist." Jian Ruo looked calm, and countless conjectures turned in her mind, "——Why, do you believe in God?" She smiled, "——It won't be like the Crusades, Get rid of heretics?"

The corner of Jiu's mouth twitched: "...ha, haha, hahahahahahaha—an interesting guess—but, God...?" A look of contempt and disgust emerged on her face, "—— Girl, there are no gods in this world—the so-called gods are just maggots living in this world.” She was smiling, but there was a deep coldness in her eyes, “—there is no god in this world , if there is one, it is but the silhouette of a devil. Man—what an ignorant creature, blinded, and thinking he saw some great miracle—!”

As soon as she changed the topic, her coldness suddenly became long and gentle: "——Hi, dear Jane, have you heard the story of the savior?"

Jian Ruo was taken aback.

"The real savior will not give up redemption because of the ignorance of the world." She bent down, put her head against Jian Ruo's, and stroked her hair affectionately, "—the real savior is a person, not anything God."

"Eliminate all those things that shouldn't exist, but exist for various reasons—"

She moved away abruptly, and the long tone of voice dropped the ending into the air, as if the song had ended, and the waltz was still going on, reminiscent of the golden dust floating in the dusk and afternoon, Jiu looked like she had just woken up from a big dream : "—Ah, did I talk too much?"

She seemed to be asking Jian Ruo, and also seemed to be talking to herself.

Then she turned her head and asked Jian Ruo for her opinion: "Should I kill you to silence you? My dear?" She had a serious face, and she couldn't tell if she was joking at all——

She slowly pulled up the corners of her lips, tilted her head, and showed an innocent smile. That smile reminded me of a rose that bloomed at the beginning of May.

Jian Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, as if she didn't care, she looked up at the ceiling: "——will the savior harm the innocent?"

"No, of course not." She still maintained that smile, "—Of course, we can't rule out using great sacrifices in exchange for eternal victory—"

Jian Ruo was about to laugh out loud—she really laughed out loud, and she didn't even know what she was laughing at. For some reason, she actually remembered Machiavelli's "The Prince". , the so-called "lion and the fox", the so-called "for a noble purpose, the meanest means can be used", the fooled are often always played by those false words that wear crowns, saying "great sacrifice", Those things are nothing more than conventional means repeatedly played by those in power.

Jiu stared at her, and slowly withdrew the smile on the corner of her mouth. She watched Jian Ruo laugh heartily, but looked at her very calmly, keeping her expression on her face.

"—what are you laughing at, my friend?" she said softly at last.

If Jane didn't answer her, there was still a trace of a smile on her face: "——then, what are you waiting for?" She looked at the person in front of her with some sarcasm, "For your eternal victory. You kidnapped me Are you here just to let me listen to music?"

"—Of course, no. Honey, you were a beautiful accident." Jiu narrowed his eyes, "You should take a good rest—we just have to wait—"

She stopped, and impatiently took out the mobile phone in her pocket: "——you'd better pray that your matter is very important!"

She was turned over and walked towards the door: "...What did you say?——haha. Hey, don't you take yourself too seriously? You are just an employee, what qualifications do you have to order me What?" She tilted her head halfway, as if she was listening to the other party's words seriously.

Jian Ruo was as quiet as a guest, she quietly observed the room, searching for all the useful information that could be found——

However, in this completely sealed room, she couldn't find anything that could help her judge the time or place——

Too bad, this time I played off...

She smiled wryly - she thought she was going to teach Sherlock how to be a man, but it seems that this time she has to be taught how to be a man.But for some reason, she didn't feel very scared. Compared to facing a bomb that had no room for death, she would rather meet a person, as long as it was a person—no matter what kind of person he was...

——There is hope for everything to be restored.

Jiu over there fell into a long silence, she twisted her neck, and her voice was flat: "Be clear, little guy, I have lived much longer than you - you have indeed been appreciated by the boss, but that doesn't mean you are With equal status, little guy, you treat me—" Her voice was sweet and greasy, with indescribable softness and temptation, but suddenly amplified in the next moment, almost roaring.There was a thunderstorm almost on the ground "—but there is no direct command!"

She sighed for no reason.

What else was said over there——

Jiu raised her head, looked at a certain place on the ceiling casually, and showed a contemptuous smile, but soon, the smile stopped, and her face slowly sank: "...Are you joking? No... It can't—no..."

She stopped.

"I hope you're not mistaken." She smiled, "—oh,

Our interests are of course aligned.For the final victory, our cooperation will of course be very pleasant, my dear - Jr. Jim. "

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