[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

060.

Jane Ruo couldn't figure out why things had developed to this point.

— aren't we talking about heroic plans to bust drug cartels?Why did you talk about me while you were talking?

What can I talk about? ! !I'm just a piece of shit!

"It's not fair! You know me very well, but I don't know anything about you—I mean, the 'past' that you are sure of." Sherlock's tone was slightly raised, but there was a sense of grievance.

"Actually, I don't know anything about your past." Jian Ruo didn't hesitate.

"Do you want to know?—Considering your subnormal reasoning ability, I can tell you directly—"

"No, I'm not interested in this." Jian Ruo indifferently chose to refuse - she was not curious about Sherlock at all, and she was not at all curious when she looked at Sherlock himself - this kind of damn character, coupled with She felt that it would be better to keep a proper distance from Sherlock's family, otherwise she would be blinded by their dazzling wisdom.

——After all, as the saying goes, distance produces beauty.

In fact, it was just because Jian Ruo, who found it inexplicably troublesome, forced her to explain it in her heart.

"No, Jane,—you know, there are many people in the world who can prove my past, and you can easily learn about those things, but your 'past' is only known to you." Sherlock's eyes were burning.

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"I don't know why, but I'm suddenly a little proud when you say that." Jian Ruo tilted her head and smiled triumphantly, showing some teeth inadvertently, "Hahahaha, do you really want to know what happened in my past now—please Oh please, maybe I will think about whether to tell you or not!"

Sherlock: "...Are you getting carried away with yourself?" His eyes flashed a light that seemed purely threatening to Jian Ruo.

"You have changed into Sherlock, have you forgotten that I had a splitting headache when I thought about those past things last time! You are not considerate at all now! You were still a cute and considerate little angel back then!" She pretended angry.

"No—" Sherlock chose to refuse, "There has never been such a thing, don't put such a strange adjective on me."

He paused for a moment, and said again: "Have you ever thought that one day you suddenly realize that your life is controlled by others—"

Jian Ruo said "Ah?" and blinked: "What do you mean?"

Sherlock took a deep breath: "—you..." He stopped, "No, forget it, wait for things to be clearer..."

"What?" Jian Ruo stared, "—how can you talk half like you! It still has something to do with me, you should tell me first——"

"No, no."

Maybe it was because of Sherlock's rare hesitancy and hesitant to play hard to get, Jian Ruo suddenly felt abnormally wanting to know what he was going to tell her—this kind of strong emotion prompted her to ask Sherlock.

"No! I must know!" Jane Ruo made a mistake, she walked to Sherlock, lay on the back of the sofa, and stared at Sherlock, "Say it quickly!"

"No—or..."

"You tell me! You tell me!" She threw herself to Sherlock's side and grabbed his collar, "Ah, ah, no, I must know that you don't change the subject, I don't care!"

Sherlock's gray eyes quietly watched the excited Jian Ruo, showing a little smug smile.

Jian Ruo had a bad premonition.

"—want to know? Please."

Jian Ruo: ...Damn it, aren't you a bit too revengeful!

......

The two stood against each other and sat on both sides of the table.

"You talk first." Jane Ruo gestured to Sherlock.

"Ladies first." Sherlock smiled falsely.

"——I have known for a long time that you are not a typical Englishman at all, and British gentlemen from ancient times to the present will be ashamed of you, Sherlock." Jian Ruo was very dissatisfied.

"It doesn't matter." Sherlock folded his arms.

"..." Jian Ruo stroked her hair with a headache, "Okay, okay, I'll just say... I used to be an ordinary person, living happily and one day Had a car accident, and I was the only one left in my family—and...then I..." She paused, then shrugged, "Degenerate? You I know—seeking all kinds of excitement."

"That's it?" Sherlock clasped his hands on his chin.

"Well, that's right." Jian Ruo picked up a cup of tea on the table, "That's it, otherwise? Do you think I'm a spy? Or have I received any special training to be a spy? An anti-drug expert? You won't think I'm a drug-detecting dog reincarnation?"

"..." Sherlock remained expressionless. ——What else... Yes, Jian Ruo did not lie. The most clever lie in the world is to blur the truth and turn it into a real but unclear image.

"It's your turn, Sherlock." Jian Ruo smiled.

"——Jane, if your memory is real, like the example of 'Resurrection'," Sherlock lowered his eyes, "and what about your previous name?—I don't think it will be such a coincidence, your past The name just happens to be the same as the current one, right?"

Jian Ruo almost laughed out loud: "—Hey Sherlock, you haven't said what you want to say first! Isn't it good to be a white wolf with empty gloves?"

"You can answer this little trivial question first, can't you?" Sherlock didn't care.

With a tolerant mind—you know, you will always be more patient with a cat that you raise carefully, Jian Ruo’s tone is a little indifferent: “Well——I didn’t call it ‘Jian Ruo’ before. , " she raised her eyebrows, "my surname is Lu, and my name is——"

She's stuck.

That careless demeanor slowly broke down on her face.

—she doesn't remember.

She can't remember what she was called in her previous life—she clearly remembers those two words, but she can't remember the second word no matter what, it's like a piece of a puzzle, only this piece, which she originally ignored It was an inconspicuous small piece of the puzzle on the huge map, but at this moment, it was suddenly completely exposed in front of Jian Ruo, causing panic in the form of a nightmare.

If even she doesn't know her own name, then - no one else in the whole world will know that name - she will never find that piece of the puzzle, until the world falls apart.

She forced a smile, her mind was in a mess.

"All right." Sherlock stared at her for a while, then nodded, "Remember the basement that the landlord left behind?"

"What? - The seal was released? What kind of monster is inside?" Jian Ruo supported her head a little weakly.

"It's not—it's just pretending to be something special." Sherlock said casually, "But I think you should calm down for a while now."

"Yes." Jian Ruo closed her eyes.

"You can blow the cold air for a while to wake up, it will help you to think fully." Sherlock was not polite at all, and took out a few notes from his pocket, "Co/ca/caine solution-if you really can't buy it Well, well you can't buy it—smoke too."

Jane Ruo: What? ! ......etc? !

She took the banknotes in a daze, as if she had temporarily lost the ability to decipher, and stood up unspeakably.

All right--

buy cigarettes.

......

What a nightmare!Who could be as unlucky as her!Just buying cigarettes and being hunted down? !

Jian Ruo's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand to catch the upside-down figure.

At this moment, the fog that rises layer by layer at night is like a ghost, lingering on this dark road.

When those eyes full of complex emotions met her gaze, she didn't realize what happened.

——When she realized everything, she couldn't restrain herself and trembled, as if something seized her body in an instant and controlled everything. She held onto that person unbelievably, her face distorted and in pain but sensibly fell backward——

Jian Ruo's brain was in a mess, but the movements in her hands were exceptionally clear. She moved quickly but silently to remove the gun from the hand of the woman who was pressing down on her - it was too easy, a breeze.

She held her breath and stared at the woman lying on top of her, panting in pain and her life was passing by rapidly. This was a familiar face, and this was also a strange face. The other person's black eyes were staring at her unblinkingly, Sad, clear, satisfied, nostalgic, as if looking at another person through her, she panted silently, as if she already knew what action Jian Ruo was about to take.

There was a madness in Jian Ruo's eyes. At this moment, she was no longer her, like the most skilled hunter, waiting for the prey to approach the set trap.

Someone bypassed the alley and came this way, approaching—approaching—

Jian Ruo grabbed the woman's collar with one hand—I don't know if it was because she was facing a desperate situation. At this moment, Jian Ruo suddenly seemed to be helped by a god, and easily pulled up the body of an adult woman. She was intimidated by the woman who suddenly stood up, and suddenly opened After firing two shots, the bullets were undoubtedly blocked by Jian Ruo's raised meat shield, but she aimed at the figure with a blank expression and fired a shot towards the opposite side.

The suppressed gun is like a funny pantomime, everything sinks to the bottom of the lake without a trace of waves.

One shot kills.

demon.

She smiled coldly, let go of her hand, and let the woman who had blocked her three shots fall to the ground powerlessly. It was the face of an old Asian woman—but at this moment, Jian Ruo only had the face facing her. She shot the killer she killed, and she walked over there quickly, and shot him a few more times in the hands and legs as she walked.

"Who sent you here—" She loaded the pistol/gun again, aiming at the man moaning/groaning in pain, "Huh? Who?!"

There was no answer, the killer closed his eyes in pain, and seemed determined not to say a word.

"Then... you go to die."

She nonchalantly shot him in the head.

The shot seemed to wake her up at the same time.

She turned her head back in a daze, the woman was shot three times, but she seemed to be supported by something, she tilted her head and stared at Jian Ruo, her eyes were exactly the same black as hers, and they were still the same as when they first saw her. look.

"MS. Lee—oh my god..." She was tongue-tied and at a loss for a moment, she walked over there, wondering if this was a nightmare, why was she here?Why is there a landlord here who has already gone to the United States?Why did the landlord block the gun for her? ——No, these are not the most important thing, the most important thing is——what happened just now?What did she do—?She, she actually used an old lady who took a bullet for her as a meat shield.

The lady should not have died—

Jian Ruo felt that her legs were a little soft, she panicked like a poor squirrel who had experienced a stormy night, hugging a pine nut wetly, not understanding what happened.

She was breathing heavily, and rushed forward: "...I——I, I'm just...I'm going to make a phone call..." She tried to get out of Mrs. Li's body. Find a communication tool, whether it is a mobile phone, or something else—even a mobile phone from many years ago, as long as you can...

Mrs. Li groaned in pain, and pressed Jian Ruo's hand.

"Did I hurt you?" Jian Ruo paused, she looked at the woman in front of her anxiously, without any malice in her eyes - the person who blocked Mrs. Li just now seemed to be a completely different person, another person demon.

But Mrs. Li's obsidian-like eyes dimmed the moment she saw her eyes clearly, and she spoke weakly, with a hoarse and low voice: "You—"

Jian Ruo subconsciously leaned over, trying to hear what she was saying clearly.

"...Aren't you—" Her face showed a kind of sadness after the dream was broken, there was a light in her eyes, it was tears, puzzling, weird tears, "You are you ——" She panted heavily, as if she had finally lost all support, she stared at Jian Ruo desperately begging.

She searched Jian Ruo's face, trying to find her lifelong dream, something she couldn't find after searching so hard. It was a dream, as if she saw the sparkling river again, and the pair of eyes staring at her. The blue eyes, but they have disappeared, gone—it was just a flash of her memory, something she could not find in her whole life.

Life is really fragile, fragile like a bubble that bursts suddenly as it flies.

In this way, she died beside Jian Ruo.

Jian Ruomu was stunned, and suddenly felt a little sad, as if something slowly opened up in her mind, and some new memories surfaced with the death of Mrs. Li in front of her.

——All the truth will one day be announced to the world.

That's what Dr. Lecter told her that day, didn't he?

He is right.

Right time, right place.Jian Ruo moved the corner of her mouth and looked at the dead woman in front of her.

——The very first guide, the first person she met when she went to England, was the first key to solve all the mysteries—a key to unlock memory.

Her dear guardian, it is indeed—

love her.

Jian Ruo lowered her head and glanced at her palm.Those were a pair of hands that looked exceptionally clean, with nothing superfluous—no one could tell what these hands had done.

Because they all love it so much - don't let it show any trace of crime.

But until this moment, she didn't notice a silent secret in a trance.

A chilling truth.

Yes - she was trembling with fear, but from the beginning to the end, her hands were as steady as a rock.

A pack of cigarettes finally fell out of her pocket following her movements.

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