[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

Sherlock closed the door.

He stood in the dark corridor, thinking about everything that happened now.

On the other side of the communicator, he heard Jian Ruo's slightly stagnant breathing.Oh—obviously, Jane's there, too—was empty.

He underestimated Ben Borut.It seems that the other party is very vigilant, and also sensitive to his "mortal enemy".But that's weird, isn't it?How on earth do they recognize each other, the so-called "gods", and how do they communicate information and connect with each other?

This game is getting more and more interesting.

Sherlock couldn't control his excitement, he felt his hands trembling slightly - his body betrayed his reason, revealing his joyful, excited, and impatient mood.

--Where?

Ben Borut can't go far, he will inevitably give the illusion of lying on the hospital bed obediently, and will not leave the place he should take until the dead of night. There is no problem in the first place, but obviously the sniper is nothing Pedantic and inflexible character - he discovered this by accident and took longer than usual to find a good new sniping position.

It just left enough time for him and Jian Ruo to prepare for their actions.

Sherlock frowned slightly.

Jian Ruo over there fell into silence.

--Where?

Sherlock stood still, almost melting into the darkness. He closed his eyes slightly, and the rough map he took down when he went to the hospital that day slowly appeared in front of him.

It was near evening, he couldn't move, he had to rely on the strong nurse, he sat in a wheelchair, in order to avoid attracting the attention of some people, so he would not choose the elevator, so he was still on the 4th floor.

423...

Sherlock kept enlarging the picture of "visiting" Borut with Jane that day——

Left-handed people, go to the left—423, the next 427, 429 has already been occupied, and then—oh, the number nine, the place that won’t be too close—

His finger flicked lightly in the void, and in the memory palace, the long corridor was quickly drawn, and in the blink of an eye he had reached the end of the 4th floor of the hospital.

Sherlock raised his head slightly in his memory palace, and looked at the number on the door on the left.

"449." He read out softly, and the business turned into electromagnetic waves, which suddenly reached Jian Ruo's ears over there.

Sherlock looked slowly to the left of the floor he was on—

His eyes had gradually adjusted to the darkness.

So, that sniper—where is it?

……

Jian Ruo rubbed her ears.

When Sherlock's lowered voice came through the earphones, she only felt her ears crisp, as if she had been electrified.

Does this thing leak electricity?

She felt a little uncomfortable and rubbed again.

Don't let it leak.

She sighed softly, and quickly moved towards the corridor—the shock of pushing the door open just now and seeing no one there seemed to relax her a bit, now Jian Ruo instantly regained her brisk walking pace and was silent The way—thanks to her pair of satin moccasins.

They were a pair of embroidered shoes that she bought when she went to Chinatown last time. They were originally intended to be used at home, but today she was in a hurry, so she simply didn't bother to change them.Fortunately, it didn't rain today, otherwise the shoes would have been flooded.

She was thinking about other things casually, so as to get rid of her inexplicable fear of visiting the hospital alone at night.

Thinking about it, she felt really brave—she took a light breath, and unconsciously felt a kind of anger at Borut who had changed the ward.

——If she can see the other party by pushing 423 away, how many things can be saved, maybe she won't be as hairy as she is now.

She tightened some of the scarves around her neck, feeling better.

So he quickened his pace, reached the end, pushed open the door of 449——

A group of black figures, caged in a wheelchair, looked like something decayed and ancient - the light outside the door faintly probed in, and she saw a pair of dark eyes, shining with stars, looking at her.

"—449... Ah, I found it."

She unconsciously smiled.

……

Ben Borut said nothing.

He seemed to have raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he quickly calmed down without any waves, just like the feeling that Jane Ruo felt when she saw him, that kind of feeling like stagnant water.

She blinked in embarrassment.

What should I say at this time?

She coughed and said, "Mmmmmmm, Mr. Borut, hello."

"..."

silence.

Jian Ruo licked her lips, and she heard Sherlock let out a gasp with some distaste, she straightened her neck and continued to speak with numbness: "—I, I... I counted, what are you doing today? There will be a big disaster at night!" Unconsciously, she brought out a little northern mandarin accent, and for a while, Jian Ruo almost bit her tongue.

She covered her mouth.

For a moment, Sherlock in the ear and Ben Borut in the opposite fell into a strange silence.

"..."

It's embarrassing, but I still have to hold on.

Jian Ruo covered her face, sighed, put her hands down silently, and looked at the other party with firm eyes: "Someone wants to kill you, do you know?"

--certainly.

He didn't say a word.

Fortunately, Jane Ruo considered his reaction and didn't think there was anything abnormal—she shrugged slightly and smiled: "It's great to see you in a wheelchair by yourself! It's just convenient for me to push you out of our Slowly say-"

As she said that, she was about to move her hands, first push Borut out, and then everything would be fine-anyway, a living Borut is much better than a dead one.

"In fact," Borut was finally forced to speak, his voice was hoarse and hoarse - the fire had smoked his throat, and he hadn't spoken for a long time, the voice sounded particularly unpleasant and slow, "—I don't want to leave here."

"But if you stay here, you might be shot." Jian Ruo stopped in front of him, tilted her head slightly, "—I don't know when it will happen, it's possible at any time, you are not afraid ?"

"Afraid?" Ben Borut showed a contemptuous expression, "Why?" Maybe it was because of the drag on his voice, he lowered his voice so that it sounded with a rising tail, his breath was unsteady, and he showed a little Slight, traces of indifference come.

——He wants to say that he is not afraid of death.

——Perhaps he wanted to say that he would not die.

Jian Ruo slowly smiled, and that smile was a bit surprising in such an environment: "...how could God die?" She squatted down and stared straight at Borut, "—— Sir, is this the answer you want?"

The heavy, velvet curtains were slowly lifted by the wind blowing close to dawn, it was like a heavy curtain on the stage, slowly being pulled open——

Borut lowered his eyes and looked at her face.

"——an Asian?" There was an elusive smile on his face, which was light and quickly disappeared, "Asians, they, don't seem to like to meddle in their own business." His voice was a little fuzzy , "—you are an exception, little girl."

Jian Ruo was stunned for a moment.

"They are very cunning—" He seemed to be caught in some memory, and there was a faint light in his eyes, "but more often, they are both loyal and gentle."

Jian Ruo opened her mouth, but was speechless in vain.

She has a natural flaw, a flaw in her personality—she has a deep sense of belonging and recognition for her own identity, so that she is very sensitive to the friendliness of those foreigners. Especially in this kind of situation, it is always subconscious, resulting in a kind of good feeling——

Her lips trembled slightly, her throat was a little dry: "Hey, I have to tell you, Mr. Borut, I am—"

"Jane!" A familiar voice came from her ear, and Sherlock's low voice was a little annoyed.

She trembled, and her whole body suddenly woke up.

--No.Something is wrong—even if she has this problem, but she would never want to reveal all her information to the other party inexplicably like this——

She quickly fell back and watched him warily.

- It's hypnosis!But when exactly was the hint? !This guy... is completely different from Charlie Wade at that time! ! ! !

She exhaled heavily.

"It seems that you brought a little helper." Borut lowered his eyelids coldly, "This is not fair, kid."

"I think this is fair, dear Mr. Borut, you should be older than the two of us combined." Jian Ruo said softly, "——Obviously you are full of hostility towards us, with all due respect, we But it didn't do that to you."

"Really?" Borut hooked his lips.

"If we were full of malice, we wouldn't have come, but should have watched you die at the hands of those lunatics." Jian Ruopi smiled.

"——If you were me, you would know," Borut said noncommittally, "In this position, you can either crush everyone with your ability, or you will be reduced to a tool, and life is worse than death—if I am like this If I can survive those lunatics for the first time, I will fall into a more dangerous situation, autopsy? Very tempting and convincing, "—little girl, the choice you gave me is far more cruel than those madmen."

"—What you said is very reasonable." Jian Ruo shook her head slightly, "—but it would be better not to talk so much in a loud voice," she raised her head, showing an official smile, "—anyway , life is such a precious thing, normal people would choose to live on their last breath, wouldn't they?"

"If you had a chance to do it all over again, why would you choose this waste body that has completely failed?" He didn't take it seriously, but instead showed a gentle smile that did not contain other negative emotions, "Stupid guys always think that they Doing something great, god-killing business, but don't know--killing gods is meaningless. Sometimes, I even thank them--"

"—that's your business." Jian Ruo smiled, and stared at Borut firmly, "I don't have time to take care of a Mr. God who is in the late stage of the second disease. Hey, come with me, sir .”

Her voice is soft and soft, hypnotic.

——In this world, the person in front of me is not the only one who can be hypnotized.

Who wouldn't?

Borut was stunned for a moment, subconsciously dazed, his face finally showed that astonished, incredible look: "Why you—" He was stuck, and Jian Ruo saw his fingers on his knee trembling slightly , He stared at her, firmly, this kind of persistent eyes, strangely coincided with the eyes of Charlie Wade before his death that day, he tried to relax, but couldn't find a way, his breathing became heavier, as if suddenly , completely lost his composure: "——what's your name?"

His dry voice is reminiscent of those dry rivers, exposed on the back of the earth, letting the sun expose those cracked riverbeds.

"what's your name--"

Jian Ruo was taken aback by the other party's bizarre and undisguised reaction. In such a dark room, in such a quiet environment, the white light from the corridor shone dimly, and the curtains floated and were opened The door was originally leaning against the wall quietly, but at this time it was blown by the wind and made a "squeak". Everything seemed to be developing towards an unpredictable path.

Jian Ruo pursed her lips: "My name is Jane..."

"You——! You!" He made a sharp voice, unrepressed, dry but with all his strength, like a cuckoo crying blood, making everyone who heard it terrified, "——It's you! You are—"

He opened his mouth wide, the sound pierced the quiet atmosphere inside the hospital, Jian Ruo seemed to hear something coming from outside, but she couldn't care less, she stared at Borut closely, and couldn't move away no matter what The gaze, as if his next sentence has a deep magic power for her, she can't help but want to hear what his next sentence is going to say——

However, he just stared at those eyes, staring at Jian Ruo firmly.

Then slowly, he fell forward, and Jian Ruo hurriedly supported him, a little surprised, her fingers trembling slightly.

In such a highly tense situation, she didn't notice at all when a bullet had penetrated his body.

The blood dripped slowly, "tick, tick." Like a dark valley, the water dripped at the bottom of the cave.

It dripped on the floor, dripped on the carpet, dripped on Jian Ruo's pair of soft-soled satin embroidered shoes, like two or three blooming red plums, gradually - dyed everything red.

It was a sea, completely scattered in Jian Ruo's eyes——