[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

046.

Jian Ruo's mind was blank, she seemed to hear the noisy, fighting sounds in her ears, accompanied by the hunting wind, gradually going away.

She was a little dizzy, and pushed Ben Borut away unbearably, his body fell back softly, and bumped against the wheelchair with a muffled sound.Jian Ruo's sharp tone was still echoing in Jian Ruo's ears, his unfinished words——

One will be illusion, one will be real, one will be the past, and one will be the present.

She wanted to take off her shoes, as if there were tens of millions of ants on the insteps afraid to move, sticky——

Nausea.

She almost vomited, and looked at Ben Borut, who still maintained his eyes wide open, Jane looked out of the door unbearably, pressed her hands on her chest, and gasped heavily.

There is light there.

She tried to walk towards the light of the door.

However, in the next second, the medical staff on duty appeared at the door cursing and blocking all this. She wanted to say something, but she saw Borut behind Jian Ruo——

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

She screamed in horror.

Jian Ruo frowned fiercely amidst the ear-piercing screams.

……

"Mind if I smoke a cigarette?" The young police officer with a little beard looked a little tired, and he had already pulled out his cigarette and lighter when he said this.

He might have been summoned urgently, he hadn't had time to shave yet, and he looked a bit scruffy, with work clothes hanging loosely on his body, looking very casual.

Jian Ruo felt a little sorry for this.

"You smoke." She replied, with a little discomfort on her face, "--mind if I take off my shoes?"

This request is really a bit special.The other party looked at Jian Ruo's shoes in surprise, the upper was completely smeared with blood, he blinked before realizing what the red color was.

"...cough, cough cough." The other party's face was a little stiff, he is the kind of person who looks a bit obedient, and Jian Ruo guessed that he must be a typical good student when he was young, "—you do what you want."

Jian Ruo breathed a sigh of relief and took off her shoes.The blood had seeped in, and the tops of her feet were also red, which made her very uncomfortable, as long as she thought back to the first sticky, warm feeling - thinking about what it was and how it fell. On her feet, she couldn't help curling her toes, and the insteps were completely arched.

Sherlock walked in.

Two police officers followed him, watching him warily - he was always able to make the officers think of him as a dangerous suspect, but when they tried to bring Sherlock in, he could always turn everyone into It becomes a background board to set off his momentum.

Sherlock's face was full of indifference, there was some paint on his face, but it was not serious, his hands were in his pockets, and he hadn't buttoned the top button of his shirt-this made his neck look even more slender, and the shirt was casual His face became more and more arrogant.

Sherlock pulled out a chair and sat beside Jian Ruo.

Then she glanced at Jian Ruo naturally, her eyes fixed on Jian Ruo's feet.

... Isn't this scene a bit embarrassing now?

Jian Ruo shrank back and coughed: "Ah, Sherlock, have you caught that sniper yet?"

"Of course." Sherlock clasped his hands, propped his arms a little on the armrest of the seat, and looked at the police officer who had just lit a cigarette on the opposite side with a blank expression: "Dark circles, bags under the eyes, yellow complexion, stubble, clothes Ruffles, shiny rings, oh, a short dyed hair - low spirits, cigarettes, alcohol, looks like you just got a hangover from a bar, a lady with dyed hair picked you up but you're kind of private The reason is that although you are not in a happy mood, you still refused the girl's kindness. Uh-huh, a wise choice. Obviously, this lady has a rich private life. You came in a hurry and still haven't fully recovered from the paralysis of alcohol. Decadent emotions prompted you to light up cigarettes, but forgive me Let me say it bluntly," he turned his head and glanced calmly at Jian Ruo, who was also depressed, and unconsciously lowered his voice, "——Smoking is harmful to health."

Jane Ruo had a headache, she smiled apologetically at the stunned police officer holding a lighter, poked Sherlock, and whispered: "——what are you doing!"

"Warm up in the morning." Sherlock was dissatisfied with her reaction, "—I have to keep my brain active."

"...Should I be happy about this?" Jian Ruo looked numb, "The genius Sherlock actually needs to warm up his brain."

"I don't think it's doing you any good." Sherlock straightened his suit jacket.

Jane Ruo looked indifferent, turned her head and tried to ignore Sherlock: "Dear police officer, let's continue."

"...Oh, oh oh." The police officer seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and the cigarette in his hand shook and fell on his lap. Put it in the ashtray next to the table in one breath.

Sherlock laughed contemptuously beside him.

Jian Ruo frowned.

"Eh—about the death of Ben Borut..." The police officer picked up the documents on the table, and flipped them back somewhat roughly. Hmm, some explanation."

"Humph." Sherlock made a restless voice beside him, "—oh, this is really stupid. Can't you just observe and draw conclusions? Are the police all over the world so good at saving brain power? This is such a waste Time for interrogators."

"Okay, Sherlock, I know you have no interest in this kind of procedural things." Jian Ruo put on a comforting smile on her face, "So you can go out and play for a while, do whatever you want, I believe You, I'll take you home after a while when I'm done, okay?"

After finishing speaking, it was not enough, Jian Ruo patted Sherlock's shoulder calmly and skillfully: "Good boy."

Sherlock: "...what do you think of me as Jane!"

"Of course I regard you as my best friend." With a smile on her face and a brisk tone, Jian Ruo stood up and pulled him, "Come on, let's go out to play first."

——I can’t coax you anymore, what’s the matter?

Sherlock was pulled by the arm, and was "pulled" up with a face of reluctance, and was dragged out of the door by Jian Ruo reluctantly.

He stood on the steps, slowly withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket: "—Oh, Jane, I must say..."

"Boom."

The door was closed.

Sherlock: "..." He stared at the door in disbelief, his eyes widened and he froze in place, as if petrified.

The young male policeman next to him came over with a sympathetic face, and patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, get used to it, just get used to it."

Sherlock glanced at each other like an idiot, leaned against the wall, and slightly restrained all the expressions on his face.

The black phone in his pocket vibrated again.

He didn't need to look to know it came from the great British government.

Sherlock half closed his eyes.

【What is she hiding. 】

……

Jian Ruo clapped her hands and walked back to her seat. She was barefoot and stepped on the early autumn floor, feeling a little cold.

She sat obediently on the chair, raised her feet, and looked at the police officer: "Okay, sir, we can talk about everything that happened—"

She showed a gentle smile and shrugged her shoulders lightly, "—Since you are so bold and appeared just after Ben Borut's death—what? I can't wait to verify whether the other party is really dead or not ?”

The police officer showed a slightly surprised expression, his eyes widened, and he looked like a frightened boy: "—oh, I don't understand."

"What do you have to understand." Jian Ruo said sarcastically, "You can pretend to be a policeman and run to the victim."

He tilted his head.

Jian Ruo smiled with her chin in her hands, with a gentle look of "I've seen through everything".

He finally put away that exaggerated and terrified expression, moved his body, leaned on the chair, raised his legs, showed an evil smile, and pulled the overly tight tie casually: "Oh ——I'm so surprised, baby, how did you see that?"

Jian Ruo clasped her hands, propped them up slightly, with a flat face: "A woman's intuition."

"Hey, I like your humor." He turned his head and smiled, but the next second he turned his head, his face was completely cold. He held a gun and pointed it at Jian Ruo. His expression looked innocent, which made people laugh Thinking of that kind of small Chihuahua, this face looks a little cowardly most of the time, but when he reveals his evil, it makes people feel unobtrusive, "—but you'd better tell the truth~baby ~"

Facing the black barrel of the gun, Jian Ruo smiled calmly.

She stretched out her hand gently, and in the eyes of the other party, she held the barrel of the gun and slowly pressed it down.She looked very calm, as if what was aimed at her was not a gun, but a bunch of flowers.

The man trembled slightly.

She knew he was not afraid, but excited.

Jane's smile is even better.

——Death, change, state.Really go one by one.what is this?Since ancient times, Britain and the United States have been perverted?

"You don't look scared at all, my dear~" He intentionally suppressed his voice sweetly, his eyes lit up, and he stared at Jian Ruo maliciously, "If I were you, I wouldn't put Sherlock Holmes Push it out. He looks awesome, doesn't he?" He licked his lips, "—oh, he looks so hot~"

Jian Ruo's mouth twitched.

She stared at this pervert, laughed "huh", and wisely ignored the second half of his sentence: "——as if you would kill me." She raised the corners of her mouth and searched in her mind All the people who are abnormal and obviously villains have subtly similar temperaments to this guy on the opposite side - a vicious, cruel, ruthless bald head teacher, habitually disdainful, indifferent and unpredictable gangster brother, the village entrance is usually gentle and gentle, and once he kills a pig, he will immediately show excitement The smiling butcher...Mai Ge, who is used to pretending to be aggressive, showed a wicked and crazy look, smiled coldly, and casually looked at the cigarette that the other party put in the ashtray just now—that guy Sherlock interrupted all the follow-up before he smoked it, and it was put aside at this moment, still burning slowly.

She stared at the cigarette for a while, and raised her chin: "Mind if I smoke a cigarette?" She raised her eyelids, and returned the words that this guy handed her to her at the beginning.

He stared at Jian Ruo, seeming to be more and more interested in her, and casually stretched out his hand: "Casual."

Jian Ruo leaned forward slightly, took the cigarette gracefully, also raised her legs, held it in her hand, and dusted it inertially: "—Oh, it's really good." She moved her position very relaxed, comfortable Leaning against the back of the chair, he took a sip.

——It's a little choking.

Jian Ruo almost coughed out, but fortunately she managed to hold on, and swallowed the coughing forcefully, pretending to be calm and smiling at the other party, and kept silent--now as soon as she opened her mouth, she would immediately cough out, this It doesn't fit her "now" personality.

Jian Ruo felt the smoke slowly, slowly, down her throat, and was swallowed forcefully by her.

After feeling calm, she finally opened her mouth slowly and took a breath. This arduous process consumed all her energy, and she felt protective tears secreted from her eyes.Jian Ruo blinked, raised her empty finger, gently wiped away her tears, and shook her head: "Oh, I'm so sorry...Look at me, I'm always so...sentimental."

"Allright~ I like your fickleness, baby." He straightened up slightly, and moved a little closer to Jian Ruo - Jian Ruo knew what this meant, and he became more and more interested in her.

——When dancing with poisonous snakes, never let your guard down.

She is well aware of this.

"Don't you blow the smoke out? Oh—I like seeing people's faces blurred in the smoke, it makes me feel—" He paused, "—very nice."

——I really want to blow smoke rings!Do you know how harmful it is to your body to swallow smoke? ! ! !

Jian Ruo endured it for a while, then continued to pretend to be indifferent, and said indifferently: "Oh, really? What does that have to do with me - I just like to swallow smoke."

——Hehe, I will never smoke in front of you again, watch me swallow the smoke in my dream.

"Cool!" he exclaimed.

Jane Ruo was indifferent to his admiration, but at the next moment, she seemed to think of something, and raised her head slightly: "——Oh. Does this count as being loved by others?"

"Hmm." He lowered his eyes, "—it doesn't matter, I never smoke," he put his hand on the armrest, and tapped his fingers slightly on the armrest, dragging his tone, "After all——smoking is harmful to your health~"

Jian Ruo, who just took a puff of cigarette: "..."? ? ? ? ! ! !