[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

048.

Jian Ruo opened the door with a look of exhaustion.

She was pale and looked as if she had been hollowed out.

Sherlock was fiddling with his mobile phone on the sofa, but now he raised his head, glanced at Jian Ruo, and showed a smile: "——you are finally back. Oh, it seems that you have not been able to fool your teacher. I really Sorry for you."

"..." With an indifferent expression on her face, Jian Ruo took off the embroidered shoes that accompanied her through the bloody case and then the reprimand, put on the slippers, and was about to take a shower first. God knows how painful it was for her to endure these blood-stained shoes Shoes run the streets of Oxford.It accompanied her, not only through an assassination, but also through a reprimand—but she couldn't look at the shoes at all, as long as she saw them on her feet, she couldn't help but think of the dark red blood and Ben ·Borut's unrepentant face.

It's okay if you don't want to, but when you think about it, you get goosebumps again, Jian Ruo shook her head and walked to the bathroom.

"Your shoes," Sherlock frowned, "if I were you, I couldn't stand—"

——Yes, she can't bear it at all, okay? ! !

Jane Ruo was a little excited for a while, and finally someone expressed her feelings. She turned her head suddenly, trying to find some comfort in Sherlock's words: "Right, right——I'll just say..."

"——The color of the blood is too irregular." After Sherlock finished the next sentence, he paused and glanced at Jian Ruo delicately, "Oh, what do you want to say?"

"...It's nothing," Jian Ruo turned her head back numbly, with no expression on her face. She almost wanted to slap herself. She already knew that Sherlock's brain circuit was different.Let you find abuse! !Let you find abuse! ! "I just think...you observe very, carefully." Jian Ruo couldn't match her words, and finished the sentence with great reluctance.

"Didn't anyone notice that when you walked all the way? I mean - no one noticed that your shoes were covered in blood? I thought that was obvious enough." Sherlock gave her a look. ,"This unscientific!"

"Attention? If you're talking about my shoes," Jian Ruopi smiled and straightened her hair, "Oh, they praised me that my red shoes are beautiful. Does that count?"

——I bought white shoes! ! ! !The red on these shoes is blood stained! !

I don’t feel happy at all when I’m praised that the red shoes are beautiful. On the contrary, I feel inexplicably cold, okay? !

Sherlock was silent for a moment, then coughed: "——cough, a very appropriate compliment." Of course, if there was no such obvious smile in his voice, Jian Ruo felt that she might still believe him.

Jane Ruo: ...

Tired, she turned to the bathroom.

...Feel like I will never love again【Manual Goodbye】.

……

Sherlock was playing the violin. He stood by the window and let the wind blow the music score. The melodious sound of the violin flowed back into the room along with the wind. land.

While Jian Ruo was wiping her hair with a dry towel, she walked out, water dripped down the ends of her hair and fell to the ground, wondering if it was because the window was open, she couldn't help but stop and sneezed.

"—can you close the window, Sherlock?" She asked Sherlock, who was playing the violin by the window, and rubbed her nose with her hand, "I'm a little cold."

"I'm busy." He made a sound, "As you can see."

Jane Ruo sneezed again: "But I'm a bit cold, Sherlock, oh, I'm so pitiful, I didn't close my eyes all night, ran around with you, witnessed an assassination with my own eyes, I had a psychological shadow, and then I couldn't sleep for a moment I kept entering the police station—do you think I will die from overwork? Oh, forget it, let me hug myself alone in the cold wind, catch a cold and quietly disappear into the world—— It doesn't matter if I die, what I'm most worried about is Xiali's dinner——no one cooks dinner, you can only call and order takeaway..."

Sherlock closed the window without hesitation.

Jian Ruo shrugged her shoulders and ended her "poor" argument. She sat on the sofa and sighed comfortably.The wet hair quickly soaked the sofa fabric, blooming quietly like dark flowers.

——Just let me be quiet and paralyzed for a while... just for a while.Jian Ruo narrowed her eyes, but at the next moment she seemed to suddenly remember something, raised a hand, and said calmly: "Oh, by the way, Sherlock, do you have any enemies or something?"

Sherlock's fingers paused slightly, and a smooth and harmonious tone froze like this: "Which one are you referring to?"

"The most perverted and craziest one." Jane Ruo still didn't think it was enough, and carefully recalled how Moriarty made her feel, "I regard you as an opponent, and I know you very well, I should have known you a long time ago gone."

She didn't directly say Moriarty's name—although she felt that it was true that this guy's name was heard from Nine, but what if he used a fake name in the first place?Considering that even the name "Nine" may not be real, maybe "Jim Moriarty" is just his code name.

What's the codename for?It can only play the role of misleading others, it is better not to say it.

"Haven't you already seen it?" Sherlock lowered his eyes, not paying attention, and continued to play the chapter that was just stuck.

"!" Jane Ruo froze, and started laughing. Although she was confident that "Sherlock knows everything" in front of Moriarty, she was still very hypocritical, and she actually hoped Sherlock didn't know anything - he didn't even know why, "...do you?"

"Of course, Mycroft, haven't you seen it before? The most perverted and craziest of all my enemies."

"..."

Jian Ruo couldn't put it into words, so she smacked her mouth in a complicated way, feeling a bit bitter in her mouth - it's a waste of emotion, but it doesn't seem too abrupt, what's the matter?

"Well, what should I say? I feel sorry for you for fighting such an enemy for so long?" She was a little weak, "...Forget it, I can't be serious when I think of McCoff's round face You discussed the topic of this enemy... Oh, by the way, you didn't arrest the sniper—I remember you followed him to watch the interrogation in the morning, how is the situation?"

"Well, apparently he's been well-trained and has a knack for anti-interrogation—"

"Wow, so you hit the iron plate?" Jian Ruo stopped wiping her hair in disbelief, and looked over.

"Oh, why do you think so?" Sherlock put away the violin, and gave her a surprised look, "—you actually think that kind of rough anti-interrogation method can hide everything?... When a person stands in front of me Right now, his existence is the biggest flaw, and I think you are clear enough about this."

"So you found something interesting?" Jian Ruo asked him.

Sherlock raised his chin and gestured for Jian Ruo to look at the tall stack of newspapers on the coffee table.

They were placed in a mess, and Jian Ruo saw a lot of strange characters, which looked like Spanish, French and the like.

She leaned forward to reach the newspapers. Although she couldn't understand a lot of the text, the small pictures accompanying her could tell that it was not good news—all shootings.

"...Oh, this reminds me of what you said last time—or those lunatics...for profit?"

"Obviously, their influence is continuing to expand, and it is much more violent than before-...it seems that there has been some new change within their organization, look at those cases-he wants to make a name for himself, trying to use his muscles Show it to other opponents in the dark world..."

"What is the direct connection between this and the sniper?" Jian Ruo shook the newspaper away in confusion.

"Because the sniper doesn't belong to the Godslayers. Apparently he belongs to the new organization that works with the madmen."

"He might just be a hired killer, we all know this is very common." Jian Ruo spread her hands with an indifferent face. —Very well, Sherlock's reasoning overlaps with Moriarty's.collaborator.Hmm~ It seems that she guessed wrong, that sniper is from Moriarty, and that guy will not stay under others for a long time - equal cooperation?Or do you want to take advantage of the "God Killer" and eat up a large area of ​​land? ... No, no, no, he is not a person who is willing to confine himself to a specific area... He obviously enjoys "manipulating" everything more than "possessing".

So, for the sake of fame?

Ha, ... a bit interesting.Could it be that he wishes to be a net that hangs over the entire dark world?

...sounds really exciting.

"What do you know." Sherlock had already approached her at some point, they were very close, and Jane just happened to meet Sherlock's eyes, and she could clearly see every detail of those eyes, Pure gray.

She smiled and changed her position: "Really? Maybe."

—she's a better liar than that dumb sniper.

...and better at handling interrogations.

She was familiar with this, as if she already had a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously made the best defense—who is it?Who taught her this?What did she go through?

Sherlock stepped back a little: "—obviously not. Highly educated, military, sharpshooter, cunning, he just returned from the bridge club before shooting Ben Borut—such a person, will not just be a hired Killer. He has a fixed organization, where he has always obeyed only one person, and that person he admires from the bottom of his heart... Oh, it seems that he is a criminal expert."

Thanks to Sherlock, Jane Ruo felt that she got more information.

"This is good news for you, isn't it?" Jian Ruo casually stroked her hair, "New opponent, new game, and a new Christmas—God, the old one hasn't passed yet!"

"If the sniper belongs to the new collaborator, then it is enough to explain—" Sherlock picked up a newspaper and showed it to Jane, "these guys have been a little bit aggressive recently. Well, it seems that the new The collaborator, the criminal expert, seems to have been their consultant for the expansion plan—"

--consultant? ... This is really true, and there is no sense of disobedience when it is applied to Moriarty.

"So is there anything else that can be dug out of that sniper?" Jian Ruo tilted her head, "—I mean, can you deduce his boss from him?"

Sherlock showed a slightly surprised expression, and Jane Ruo had a hunch that his next sentence would definitely not be a good one—she regretted saying it... But before she was ready for Sherlock's mockery, Sherlock's cell phone buzzed. There was an unusually timely vibration.

The two looked at the past at the same time.

Jian Ruo quickly picked up the phone and handed it to Sherlock: "—I know you will let me hold the phone for you, come on, use it."

Sherlock took it, glanced at the phone screen, and frowned.

Jane Ruoxia waited, she knew that Sherlock would always tell her the content of the news.

Based on past experience.

【Smile】

"It seems that your fantastic vision can't be realized." Sherlock put away his phone, glanced at Jian Ruo, "——Molan, I mean that sniper." He paused, "—has been released from prison .”