[Comprehensive] When Sherlock has a love system

Nott was changing, and out of trust in Sherlock's integrity, he just sat with his back to her.There is no barrier.

"How did you get in touch with these people? I can only accept you and Stoke, and maybe Moriarty." Notte asked very calmly, without any shyness or anything like that.

"I want to know the answer to this question more than you. Moriarty and Lecter were found by your good psychiatrist Stocker. Do you still trust him so much?" Sherlock frowned, "As for Mycroft, I don't know what he thinks."

"I know the things about Stoke myself." Notte ignored his provocation at all, "Isn't Mycroft your brother?"

"Yes, he is my brother, not my brother. How do I know?" Sherlock paused, and urged, "Please hurry up, your underwear has been adjusted for 86 seconds."

Nott's face darkened, and he grabbed a piece of clothing and threw it over, "Shut up, Sherlock!"

"The size is too small. It's useless for you to adjust it for another 10 minutes, Notte." Sherlock grabbed the underwear that fell on his body, and said something embarrassing and indignant solemnly.

"Sherlock!" Notte gritted his teeth.Sherlock's integrity is guaranteed, but he can't control his mouth!

"ok."

After changing her clothes, Notte didn't call Sherlock, but took out her mobile phone to make a call.

"Derlin?"

At this moment, Lord System is not on Sherlock, no one knows what he is thinking, but it is true that he looks unhappy.He urged, "We're in a hurry."

"It's not so short of time." Notte lip-synced and continued to call Stock.

"Yes, I've come out with Sherlock." Notte agreed, and made his own request, "I also hope to keep Magnussen here forever."

"Sweetheart, you've changed." Stoke's voice was deep and gentle, full of pity.

"No, I haven't changed." Notte smiled slightly, "I've always been afraid of death instead of cherishing life."

"Sweetheart..." Stoke's voice was as low as a sigh.

"Whatever you want to do, I will help you."

"I know. Thank you." Notte hung up the phone, turned to look at Sherlock, her emerald eyes were amazingly bright, "Sherlock, are you willing to help me?"

"Of course." Sherlock responded without hesitation, and quietly clenched his hands behind his back.

He didn't expect that Noot would get out of the self-harm tendency so quickly, or slip into the anti-social tendency so quickly.

Sherlock is at a loss like never before, why does he always make mistakes in the matter of Notte?

He looked at her familiar and beautiful face, but her strange and indifferent expression.

Will he ruin this girl?

At this moment, he regretted taking out the system, and now there was no one to give bad ideas.

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No matter how complicated Sherlock's inner drama is, he has always maintained this calm face that can be said to be facial paralyzed, and took Nott to find Magnussen.

Moriarty, who was in charge of monitoring, told Sherlock Magnussen's location and made a request. "I don't care who killed someone, but I want the information in his hands, at least the method to obtain the information in his hands."

Hannibal's attitude was similar, and he didn't seem to have much interest in eating Magnussen's guts.

"I'm afraid they will be disappointed." Notte shook his head, "Magnussen has a memory palace similar to yours. I think most of his information is in his head."

Sherlock also frowned, although it made it easier to destroy the data.But Moriarty and that Dr. Lecter might not believe their words.

"Let's go find him first." Notte thought for a while, and then added, "In this case, let them all come over. If Mycroft really tripped my father and the others, I think I can command the people here. security guard."

Moriarty has been monitoring Magnussen's location. According to his report, after Magnussen left the hall, he didn't leave this place of right and wrong immediately, but went all the way up to the third floor.

"What's on the third floor?" Notte is the owner here, and Sherlock asked her naturally.

"The third floor?" Nuo Te was surprised and shook his head, "I don't know, it's my first time here too."

It wasn't difficult to find Magnussen. With Moriarty's location and Notte's face, the journey was unimpeded.The only problem was the dozen or so security guards he had with him.

Along the way, except for McCoff, the rest of the people gathered together one after another.

Delrin naturally stood by Note's side, expressing his position.Then Knott watched Moriarty stand behind Delrin.

To Note's surprise, Hannibal had the same face that had impersonated him earlier.

"Hello, Mr. Lecter." Notte tentatively greeted, she was not sure whether the Hannibal in front of her was real or not.After all, he had no reason to be involved in this matter.

"Hello, Miss Meroving." Lecter gently shook her hand.

"We're here to kill, not date." Moriarty complained, "Do you need a glass of red wine to cheer you up? I think Magnussen's blood is good."

"If you process it, this idea can still be considered." Hannibal echoed, and then asked Notte, "I like the centrifuge machine in the kitchen, can you lend me it later?"

"Of course, please go ahead." Notte thought she was less suspicious now.

"Honey, if you want to do it yourself, I think you'll need this." Stock handed her a scalpel.

Note was not very happy, "Why is it a cold weapon? I think it will be more neat."

"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself. I think this is the neatest weapon you can use." Stoke gently disliked her force value.

Note: "..."

"So, do you have any suggestions for the group of security guards?" Nott asked.The guards of Delrin and Sherlock made her unknowingly become the leader of the team, although her role is only to ask questions and coordinate relationships.

"I'm sorry they won't eat anything at the venue," said Hannibal, "so I just had Mr. Holmes walk them around with a volatile hallucinogen. I think they should work now." .”

"Volatile..." Notte groaned, "Then my guest..."

"I don't think they should be particularly ashamed. There is no one to guide them. Their command consciousness is slow and their minds are just insane."

Nuote: "..." She was thinking about who could be blamed for this crime.

Armed with Magnussen's hallucinogens, they easily overwhelmed the bodyguards and stood in front of Magnussen.

The third floor is a play room.Magnussen sat in the middle, holding the remote control on his mobile phone.

"You are here." He said slowly, pressing the remote control.

The screen flickered and the playback started.

The first is Hannibal, he joined temporarily, it was nothing more than a fragment of his murder and dismemberment, enough evidence for the fbi to imprison him for the rest of his life.

Hannibal's face remained unchanged, and his eyes might be mountainous.

Magnussen clicked the remote.

"How about killing her? I think one Sherlock is enough for him to vent his anger." Moriarty turned the pen in his hand, and asked his subordinates in a questioning tone.

Moriarty and Stock changed their faces.

Magnussen pressed the remote again.

Noto couldn't help it.

Magnussen was very sure that with these materials in hand, the people present would not dare to kill him.So he sat with his back to everyone, unusually calm.

It's a pity that Nuote's mental state is abnormally abnormal now.

"I remember you said that you like my smile." Notte stabbed the knife into his heart, with a pure and beautiful smile, "I hate you to death, but I like the way you are dying."

Magnussen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Noter held the handle of the knife and twisted it hard, as if he could hear the sound of a heart breaking.

Magnussen's eyes widened instantly, and he took his last breath.

When Nott pulled out the knife, her hands trembled uncontrollably, but she still threw the knife calmly, rummaged in Magnussen's pocket, and took out a USB flash drive.She explained to Sherlock, "Magnussen once wanted to negotiate a deal with me, and this should be his bargaining chip."

"I think this thing can give McCoff a valid reason to kill him, after all, he is British."

Notte handed the USB flash drive in front of him, with Magnussen's blood on his hands, smiling like a flower.

Sherlock took her trembling hand and held her tightly in his arms.

Suddenly Nuo Te let out a muffled snort, his body softened all of a sudden, and he slid down slowly.Sherlock hugged her subconsciously and looked at the person in front of him.

Stoke slowly withdrew the tip of the needle, and the blood mixed into the transparent liquid rolled down and seeped into Notte's clothes.

"She's been stimulated enough, let her sleep well."

On the other side, Hannibal also took out the CD in the player and easily broke it into pieces.

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"I'm glad it ended so easily." Notte looked very pleased.

"I'm happy too." Sherlock said perfunctorily.

After Magnussen's death, the follow-up matters were handed over to McCoff and Xia Zuo.Hannibal returned to the United States soon, but Moriarty did not leave, but no one knew where he was.Stoker has been with Knott in the Merovingian castle.And Sherlock lives alone in the hotel, and it has been a week since he saw Noote again, and he is leaving France.

"Aren't you going back with me?" Sherlock held back, and finally couldn't bear to ask, "I mean, Mrs. Hudson misses you very much."

"Go back?" Nuote shook his head, "No, this is my home."

"But I'm in England." Sherlock was very reserved and refused to say a single request.

"I think you should be able to see that I slipped out with great difficulty." Notte smiled slightly, "Or rather, the hard work made them see my determination and let me out."

"I don't think I'll be able to visit you until after Christmas at least." Notella pulled Sherlock's collar and kissed him on the cheek, "Oh, yes. I take back what I said earlier. My dear boy friend."

"Goodbye." Notte waved his hand and left first.

"Goodbye."