[Comprehensive] When Sherlock has a love system

"Notte Merovingian, do you have someone you love?"

"Have."

"Tell me, who is he?"

"Sherlock Holmes."

"Have you had a relationship?"

"No?"

"Stock, I'm very dissatisfied with you."

"I'm sorry, father."

"I hope that such a mistake will never happen again. Fanka will lead people to assist you in the next thing."

"I can..."

"This is an order, Delrin."

"Yes, father."

The sky outside the window is filled with shallow fire clouds, and the sun is struggling to refuse to set, but the red and faint afterglow is pitiful and ridiculous.

A man in a white robe with a light back and a tall figure slowly approached.The halo behind him renders him like a holy angel.

Nott squinted his eyes, and his vision became clearer little by little.She blinked blankly, and tentatively called, "Stoke?"

"It's me." Stoke's face was as cold as ice and snow, and he nodded slightly.

"Where is this?" Notte sat up, although the surrounding environment was not quite right, but Stoke gave her enough sense of security.

Stock paused, "My house."

Notte rubbed her face in disbelief to wake herself up, "Your family? Are we still in France?"

"Of course." Stocker gave an affirmative answer.

His attitude was too cold, and Notte was a little uneasy, "Why did you bring me here? I want to go back"

"I didn't bring you here, Notte." Stoke's expression changed a bit, showing a hint of resistance, "It's..."

"Because I want you to die." A male voice suddenly interrupted.

A man also wearing a white robe walked in.There was nothing outstanding about his appearance, his face was calm and not hostile, he didn't look like a kidnapper at all.

"As for going back..." He showed a strange smile, "We will take you home personally."

Stoke turned his face away, with a little resistance on his face, and he shouted in a low voice, with a warning in his tone, "Fanka."

Notte sat up from the bed, only then did she realize that she had also been changed into a white dress of the same style, with complicated patterns embroidered on her chest.The low-neck design reveals the beautiful collarbone and the red reverse cross birthmark in the middle of the shoulder blade.

The instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages made her subconsciously approach Stoke for protection.

"I want to go back now." She looked at Stoke pitifully, trying to compromise him in a coquettish way as before.

"I'm sorry, Notte." Stoke's voice was as clear as water, "That's impossible."

Although the man called Fanka has some fear of Stoke, he doesn't seem to like him very much.He interrupted coldly, "You don't have to still coax her, after all, you have been coaxing her for ten years."

"Shut up!" Stoke gave him a vicious look like a lion whose fur had been blown up, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

"Stoke, you don't need to vent your guilt towards me on others..." Notte looked up at him with an unexpectedly calm tone, "After all, the person you are sorry for is me..."

Her voice was gentle and gentle, but the sarcasm in her tone revealed her current mood.

Nuo Te's heart was more than half cold.On the one hand, it is the heartache of being deceived and betrayed, and on the other hand, it is the disappointment of the future.Stoke had been lurking beside her for ten years without being discovered, how powerful he was.

If there is Sherlock Holmes, he is only one person.

"I don't understand, what value do I have for you to spend ten years on me." Nuote's voice was weak, as if he had already accepted his fate.

Fanka said without hesitation, "According to legend, there is a red cross birthmark in the middle of the shoulder blade of the Merovingian who is destined to become a king..."

Notte interrupted him, "It is said that this kind of cross can bring healing power to people. But mine is an inverse cross, and mine is not a birthmark. It didn't appear until I was six years old."

"That's right." Fanka nodded indifferently, "but the ability to bring the dead back to life is more satisfying than the ability to heal. You were resurrected 3 minutes after your vital signs completely disappeared, and a red reverse cross appeared on your body."

Nuo Te was silent, she couldn't do it by the system, because it was more unbelievable than gods and the like.As for things like crossing, she didn't know if Stoke had told them, and the fate of telling them would probably not be better than this.

"So what do you want to do with me?"

There was a fanatical expression on Fanka's face, mixed with fear and envy, "You will be sacrificed to God as the highest sacrifice."

Note: "..." means that she doesn't want to talk to this group of retarded people and throws a red cross at them.

At first, Nuo Te thought that her time-traveling script was silly and sweet, and she only needed to be responsible for her beautiful appearance.After meeting Sherlock, she thought her script was about unrequited love or sadomasochism. She just needs to be responsible for being as gentle as water.

As a result, she now learned that her entire time travel was a conspiracy...and it was a group of mentally retarded believers who wanted to use her as a sacrifice!

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"The time for revealing the truth is over, and it's time for us to proceed to the next step." Fanka clapped his hands, indicating that people outside the door can come in.

Notella grabbed Stoke's sleeve, without saying a word, and looked at him with pleading eyes, like a helpless but pure lamb on the altar.

"Notte, you shouldn't refuse my marriage proposal." Stoke slowly and resolutely pushed her hand away.

A low voice, like a sigh.

Two women in black robes and hoods walked in.In the back one holds a gilded goblet in one hand.

"Good evening, cousin." The woman walking in front pulled down her hood and smiled.

"Catherine?!" Notte's voice became sharp because of surprise.

"It's me, long time no see." Catherine took the water glass from the person behind her, "Cousin, please."

"What is this?" Notte looked at Catherine warily.

Shouldn't you be dawdling and wasting some time?Die so soon and give people no chance for the finale!

"Don't worry, you won't die so hastily." Catherine lowered her voice with a hint of threat in her tone, "So, please be sure to finish this cup."

Nuo Te hesitated, it would be too embarrassing to be forcibly poured down.And she has no chance of escaping, so she might as well cooperate first.She took the water glass, her fingertips trembling slightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

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"This is the last time I will help you, Ms. Adler. I will have nothing to do with you in the future, and I will not help you again." Sherlock untied the rope that bound Irene, showing some dissatisfaction in his eyes. patient.

"Thank you, Sherlock. But I'm sorry, it's impossible to have nothing to do with you." Even after being rescued, she was still calm and graceful.

"That has nothing to do with me." Sherlock didn't want to discuss this issue with her at all, and turned around to leave.

"Sherlock, I owe you a wife." Irene suddenly raised her voice.She saw Sherlock turn his head sharply, his eyes dim.

"Maybe..." She smiled lightly, "She doesn't remember you now, she even... died."

Erin was ready for any overreaction from Sherlock when she said this.She was sure that Sherlock would not kill her, so she was sure to bear all the other consequences.

But Sherlock just took out the phone in his pocket and made a call.

"No, Sherlock, you can't..." Irene seemed to think of something, and her face changed.

"I regret it." Sherlock stared at Irene, said blankly, "Let Ms. Adler accept the ending she deserves. If you are willing to vent your anger on me on her, I will I won't mind either. By the way, let me tell you a piece of news, your No. [-] base was bombed by me, you don't need to thank me."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the conversation directly, and showed a terrible and slightly evil smile to Irene, "I wish you good luck. Irene Adler."

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Outside the window is the dark night sky, with a few sporadic points of light shining.

Nott got up from the bed and opened the window.

Eighteen-story high-rise building, the Eiffel Tower can still be seen in the distance.Shocked by the cold, she hastily closed the window.

Is this world a fantasy!Why does it change from summer to winter when I wake up?And shouldn't she be in England now to go to see Sherlock Holmes' former residence the next day!

Nott was dumbfounded.

"Notte, you're awake." Stoke pushed the door open and came in with a gentle and doting smile on his face.

"Derlin!" Notte rushed forward and hugged him as if seeing a savior, and asked with a blink of an eye, "What time is it now? Didn't I spend the summer vacation in England? Why did I return to France all of a sudden?"

"You have amnesia, and you have forgotten the past half a year. In fact, it is already December." Stock touched her head with pity.

Nuo Te: "..." She lost her memory when she disagreed with each other. She didn't get into a car accident, fell into the water, and didn't receive any major mental stimulation!

She didn't understand in her heart, so she asked directly, "Why do I lose my memory?"

"Because..." Stock paused, "You met bad people and were drugged. This is a sequela, don't worry, it won't affect your health."

Nuo Te shuddered, and said very spinelessly, "Ah...then don't think about it."

"Well, good boy. Don't be afraid." Stock touched the top of her hair.