[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

068.

The light of the electric lamp is long-lasting and steady.

Jian Ruo was sitting on that chair, her arms were propped weakly on the table, her palms were covering her forehead, and there was a shadow of dark eyelashes under her eyes. The corners of her mouth were drooping, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Jane." A familiar voice came from behind her, and Jane was unresponsive, and looked back tiredly—it was Sherlock.Sherlock, of course, who else?But now she just wants Sherlock to "stand down".

—Although she admitted that her memory had been changed, she never considered Sherlock's "manipulation" assertion—that was impossible, and she couldn't and didn't want to believe it.how can that be possible?It's not about Truman, who in this world would try to manipulate a person's life for no reason? ——How could this be successful?

And now?

Now, she finally understands why so many people are angry with Sherlock - because he can always point out everything, but when people are trying to become a real ostrich, he always uses cold water to turn others from fictional Wake up from a dream.

"...Ah." She finally forced a smile, "Sherlock."

"You've been here for a long time." He was expressionless.

"Yes." She straightened up, spread her hands flat on the table, and lightly tapped the table with her index finger, "—found something interesting."

"What an interesting thing." Sherlock walked a little towards this side, stopped in the middle, and there was an unknown dark light flickering in his eyes-"For example, these things, they should have stayed in China or stayed in you. In your memories, but now it reappears in front of your eyes for some unknown reason?"

There was a questioning tone in the words on his mouth, but his face was indeed determined.

"Yes. What a coincidence." Jian Ruo twitched the corners of her mouth, "I said, if the memory of my birth in a criminal family is forged, how can I explain the desolation of my family when I woke up." She smiled lowly With a sound, "—it seems that there is already an explanation, it's not that the house is empty, but——"

——but everything has been moved to the other side of the ocean.

"You seem to have a guess about the mastermind behind the scenes." Sherlock walked in front of Jian Ruo, lowered his eyes, and stared at her with deep eyes.

"Yes," said Jane, if she was too lazy to hide it, and she had nothing to hide, "—it's just a guess. Have you checked the source of these furniture? These are not things that can be easily imported—— A piece of furniture, or—" She pointed to the bed and table, "In any case, there will always be some evidence left behind when it is delivered here. Even the delivery company should not have the impression of such a large oriental thing. Deep."

"Unfortunately." Sherlock paused, "—According to what I found, the channels for these furnishings are unknown. About a few months ago, they appeared on the British black market, and then—"

"Then our dear landlady bought these things?" Jian Ruo almost laughed out loud, she shook her head, shaking her head, a kind of depression gradually appeared in her eyes, and the smile on her mouth gradually subsided Yes, and regained his expressionless face, "I really can't think of it."

"—I really didn't expect my guardian to be so powerful." She stared at the corner indifferently, "What does he want to do?"

Sherlock didn't move from the beginning to the end, and finally moved his body at this moment: "It seems that your guess is in a bad direction."

"To be exact, my guess has no direction - I can't figure it out, everything about me - no, I mean, everything about Jian Ruo is given by him, if he has calculated me, why have to wait until now It took so much trouble——?" Jian Ruo's expression looked a little angry, but that anger was not directed at Sherlock, and maybe she didn't even understand why, she just felt a subconscious anger——

"What does he want to do?" She sneered, "—what can he do? The only thing I have is a life."

"...well." Sherlock said, he couldn't help taking two steps in front of Jian Ruo, a little excited - it should be said very excited, Jian Ruo almost suspected that he would jump up and laugh out loud in the next second ——Fortunately, he restrained himself, his cheerful footsteps stopped abruptly in front of her like a screeching brake, his eyes were as bright as the electric lights above his head.

——Oh, isn't this analogy inappropriate?

"——Jane, it seems that we can have a new game." Sherlock didn't care about Jane's distraction.

"What game?" Jian Ruo responded reflexively, and immediately regretted it.

"—About the secret behind you." Sherlock raised his head and sighed piously, with a look of great anticipation, "Oh! Christmas!"

……

There's really nothing to be happy about.

There is a puzzle-solving madman in the family, and he feels that he has discovered a shocking conspiracy when he looks at everything.

Jane Ruo thinks this is not surprising at all.

But she is so busy that she is not in the mood to fool around with Sherlock—to be precise, she may be used to solving puzzles and cases with Sherlock, but the premise of all this is that she is the puzzle solver, not The puzzle that was focused on.

"A secret makes a woman woman." This is absolutely true, so she let Sherlock guess her origin at the beginning, but that was because she knew the importance of this secret, it was not a big deal, and now, everything is unknown Yes, the mystery about her was no longer a cute little secret, but something more complicated—something that even gave her a hunch that it would not be pleasant.

And at this time, Sherlock actually told her that he was trying to treat her with a microscope like he did with those cases, digging out those dangerous landmines one by one——

No, she resisted it.

no doubt.

It will make her feel like a prisoner.

Jian Ruo was thinking about these messy things while walking, when a gust of wind blew out from nowhere, she shivered subconsciously, tightened her windbreaker, rubbed her hands, and looked around.

The street is very deserted, and there is no one around, even in those beautifully decorated shops, the waiter is lying on the counter with a lazy face, his eyelids are drooping, and he is almost asleep. No one is standing at the crossroads playing the piano, and the traffic lights are on. It was dark and dark, but there was no one on the sidewalk.

So quiet.

Carrying her bag, Jian Ruo thought for a while, then turned and opened the door and walked into a cafe.

The interior is much warmer - the gentle lighting remains constant, a scent of coffee fills the room, exquisite decoration, if Jane looks around the interior, apart from her, there is only a couple sitting in the innermost corner whispering , a girl writing with earphones, a man looking out the window with coffee—

That's it.

The space is very empty, Jane Ruo didn't hesitate anymore, she carried her bag and pulled out a chair, the position by the window, the light was very good, she planned to stay for a while, and then started to study.

Yes, learn.

There are so many romantic and suspenseful detectives in life—ordinary and boring but well-behaved stories are the most essential but also the most real life.In the final analysis, no matter how handsome she does things with Sherlock, she still has to take exams to get credits in disgrace and worry about her graduation work and future——

——ordered a cup of coffee casually, she held her face, and looked at the scenery outside the window—it was nothing to see, just passed two or three pedestrians like this for a long time, besides, the scene framed by the window was like A painting - static, eternal.

"Knock, knock." The sound of her knuckles hitting the table was right next to her ears, and Jian Ruo turned around in surprise, meeting a familiar but unfamiliar face.He was wearing black-rimmed glasses. At this moment, he turned his eyes away from Jian Ruo as if he was a little embarrassed. There was a little blush on his face, and he pushed his glasses shyly. He looked like a shy otaku who hadn't talked to women for many years .

"Hi." He whispered to Jian Ruo, "Can I sit...um, here?"

——No, there are so many seats, why do you have to sit opposite me.

If Jane wanted to say that.

——If it wasn't for the fact that this face had too much influence on her.

The waiter over there showed a clear smile, as if he had already seen the next development.

Jian Ruo also saw it.

"Please feel free." She replied lazily, "——Dear Jim." The tone of these words was laziness, and her body relaxed more and more with this sentence.

——Oh, a boss will not make a big fuss about just anyone, so in the face of this kind of psychosis, the ultimate requirement to really play a good role is to keep calm, and it is best to look very disapproving of the other party——Although it is so Speaking of which, Jian Ruo still thinks—it's really unlucky, it's not good to meet someone, but it's very tiring to meet this guy, acting, okay?

Such irritability was brought into her words subconsciously by her: "What's the matter? Urgent? I'm reviewing. If there's anything not urgent, can I talk about it after the exam."

"...Oh." The other party blinked, "—yes, you are still a student, poor girl." He showed a pitiful expression—this expression was a bit exaggerated, and Jian Ruo twitched At the corner of his mouth, he rolled his eyes.

"If you know I'm pitiful, stop talking nonsense—" Jane Ruo pushed away the decorations on the table, took out a book from her bag and put it on the table, and was just about to open it when Jim Moriarty held her down hand -

"It's a lot more important than a trivial little test—"

"An insignificant little test?!" Jane Ruo couldn't believe it, she lowered her voice and stared at Jim, "—Hey, boy, do you know what you're talking about—that's the key to my life—— "She pretended to be exaggerated, but deliberately showed a little disapproving contradiction.

--really.

The other party fiddled with a badge indifferently: "You always like to make things dramatic, dear—what I'm going to say now is the key to your life and death—oh, trust me, it's younger than yours. Smaller quizzes are more true to their name, 'determining life and death'."

Jian Ruopi smiled but didn't smile: "I would like to hear the details—"

Jim licked his lips and smiled. "Oh, first I have to say hello to you, dear—I heard you were attacked recently?"

Jian Ruo's random tapping motion with her fingers suddenly stopped: "——so now the whole of Britain knows about it?"

"Obviously not—your little boyfriend has done a good job of blocking information." Jim Moriarty held his chin and smiled softly at Jane Ruo, "But you know, I've been Hope to be that special someone—"

"So?" Jian Ruo said blankly, "How do you know—"

"Information like assassination, apart from leaking from the victim, there is another channel that is more suitable for people like me..." He pushed his glasses, "—these are all nonsense. Dear Jane, I I came here specifically to see you, not to talk nonsense with you."

"It's a pity that you really started the nonsense." Jian Rong smiled indifferently, "Okay—to get down to business, what are you here for? It's okay, don't delay my review—"

"I'm here to discuss cooperation with you, dear Jane." He showed a shy smile, "—Although I'm embarrassed to say this, but to you..." His words stopped abruptly, somewhat awkwardly Glancing behind Jian Ruo, Jian Ruo turned around inexplicably—it was the waiter of the cafe.

Holding the coffee, the waiter blinked at the two of them lightly, "—you go ahead."

—Continue to what?What the hell.When Jian Ruo saw Moriarty, who never collapsed in front of other people and insisted on acting to the end, she felt deeply speechless.

"——I'm serious about you." The waiter walked away, and Moriarty continued. He blinked his eyes and said in a sweet voice, "I've never been so serious."

"..." Jian Ruo's heart didn't fluctuate, "Really? Prove it to me."

"I will—dear." He looked at Jian Ruo intently and affectionately, if he hadn't known that he was a psychopath long ago——Jian Ruo remained calm.

"Honey, you have an enemy—no, many enemies, besieged on all sides, life and death in danger." He slowly extended a finger, and quickly extended a second and third, "You need an ally .”

"Like you?" Jian Ruo was about to laugh, "—ha ha."

"I said, I mean it." He seemed to be looking at an ignorant child, full of tolerance.

"What do you want from me?" Jian Ruo leaned back in the chair, spreading her hands in a meaningless manner, "I have nothing—"

"—It is precisely because you have nothing that I choose you." Moriarty smiled. "The smartest gambler always knows that if he wants to get rich overnight, he must choose the one with higher odds—"

"The smartest one? Not necessarily." Jian Ruo sneered, "The craziest one is almost the same. You are not afraid to lose yourself."

"That's the fun." Moriarty said in a deep and lingering voice, "It's an interesting game to put the one who is the weakest and least likely to take the throne to the highest position, isn't it? No matter how weak your advantage is— —As long as I think," his eyes were full of storm and arrogance, the smile on the corner of his mouth looked mighty, and the words seemed to be full of deep meaning, "I can make you a god—"