[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

[Congratulations to the player for getting one-fifth of the Endingboss status prompt - "He is the focus of the spotlight, and also the criminal in the dark", and at the same time get a key character CG fragment.

Half of the CG fragments of key characters have been obtained, and the splicing has been completed and can be viewed at any time. 】

The wind came in from the window, and the slightest coolness swirled on the face.Anya slowly opened her eyes, looking at the white curtains, which were blown up at one corner, and under the dim light, they were so thin that they were a little transparent.

She... completed the task? !

By the way, her mission is to assist the hero of justice to protect Kom, and Kom is indeed still alive.

Kom survived, but Morris went straight to the morgue...

This kind of fucking setting where brothers love each other and kill each other... Radio and Television actually let such a heavy-tasting plot pass!Wait, is the holographic game in charge of the radio and television? !

Thoughts were running wild in his head, but his hands were slowly clenched.The tearing pain in the palm, the forcible diversion of attention, self-deception downplayed the pain and sadness suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

Last night, it wasn't an NPC villain with a name on his head that fell to the ground on the screen, but a living person who lost his breath in front of her. Warm blood dripped all over the floor, even soaking her skirt.And she could have guessed the key points to save the child based on the game mission... In fact, death may not be bad, but life is more hopeful.

The girl tilted her head and looked out of the window. The tails of her eyes were red, and the glimmer of light fell on her delicate black eyes, smudged with a quiet sadness, and her lifeless pupils reflected the weak and swaying water.

Mycroft's eyes fell on the hands on the quilt, the pale skin, and the bright red infusion tube that bled from being clenched tightly, with clear muscles and bones, making people want to hug and comfort the heartache.

Beautiful and kind, calm and smart.

It has to be admitted that Anya Alex is a very attractive woman, all the time.

He subconsciously remembered her charming appearance with a bright smile and shining eyes when she was on the phone, and the black umbrella propped on the ground turned around.

He slowly hung the black umbrella on his arm, knocked on the door, and pushed it open with a hypocritical smirk on his face.

"Good morning, Miss Anya."

Anya was stunned for a moment, then turned her head, looked at McCoff's blank eyes for a moment, then pursed her lips reluctantly, and smiled politely.

"Good morning, Mr. Mycroft."

"Miss Anya doesn't look very well. If there is anything I can do to help, please feel welcome."

Straightforwardly evoking sad memories... or something...

Anthea outside the door looked away at Anya, bowing her head silently. Boss is indeed the outstanding elite of the Holmes family.When the boss didn't realize it, his attention to Miss Anya had broken through the limit of intimacy similar to the default of a government official.

What right do you have to worry about Sherlock's relationship!Aren't you on the same worrying level as him? !

Anya complained silently, but she didn't realize that her lifeless and gloomy eyes were much warmer.She bulged her cheeks, and the aftereffects of being choked made her voice clear and soft.

"I'm really not well, I'm very hungry and I want cereal."

It was the same as when mother spoke to father, a bit willful and coquettish, containing delicate intimacy.

Even though he knew that this was a kind of mentality that people are vulnerable to when they are sick, Mycroft paused, and then replied slowly: "Okay, Miss Anya, please wait a while."

"When your brain lacks protein, it's understandable to make some wrong decisions, especially if your IQ is not high." Sherlock walked in quickly, with his hands in his pockets, and his black windbreaker was raised in a handsome arc. , exposing a lean body.

He glanced at Mykoff expressionlessly, and then said to Anya quickly with a sense of righteousness in his tone: "Look at the shape of Mykoff, you should also know that his food is not edible .Do you want to be like him, a fat man covered in flesh?!"

"Sherlock!"

"Oh, Mycroft, how's your fitness plan going?"

"Don't worry about it, Sherlock!"

"OK, I get it, fitness isn't working for you, what about the dentist?"

"I'm very good!"

Sherlock raised his eyebrows knowingly, turned his head, and stared at Anya quietly, with the scar on his neck, his eyes were faintly burning with excitement.Moriarty, you are constantly revealing your flaws, and these flaws will help me catch you sooner or later!

Anya sat up from the bed silently, and it was impossible to expect these two Holmes to help her up thoughtfully.

By the way, does anyone remember that she didn't eat? !

"Sherlock, it's very rude to stare at a lady."

"Before you educate me, watch your eyes!"

Very good, it seems that not only breakfast, but no one can see her at all!

Anya curled her lips, feeling a tingling pain on the back of her hand.Turning his head, he saw that the needle had been torn crookedly, and the transparent medicine in the infusion tube was stained red with blood.She was startled, tearing from the pain, carefully pulled out the needle, and blew on the bruised place.

Then, he climbed down from the bed, bypassed the pair of brothers who were fighting each other, and walked out with a patter.When he saw Anthea at the door, he showed a delighted and beautiful smile.

"Good morning, Anthea, nice to meet you."

Anthea raised her head, seeing this bright, clear and touching smile, her heart moved slightly. She finally understood the meaning of the text message sent by the boss. She was indeed the commander behind the British government, the devil who played with countless people in applause.

"Well, I'm glad to meet you too. Anya." She looked at the slender and pale girl in front of her, and said seriously, "I know a store that tastes really good. How about we go together?"

"Okay." Anya responded happily, hugged Anthea's arm, her smile was sweet and soft, and there was no suppressed sadness anymore.

"But I have to go to the doctor first, and I have to go back and change my clothes. Oh, I haven't washed my face yet."

The girl's clear and joyful laughter gradually receded, and one could almost imagine the charming appearance of those eyes full of smiles.

In the ward, the two people who were supposed to face each other blankly, now one is lazily curled up on the sofa, and the other is sitting upright on a chair. The atmosphere is weird but not tense.

"The overflowing sympathy made her used to carrying everything on her own shoulders, and it was difficult for her to forget the death that happened in front of her."

"A firm belief that guarantees that she will not succumb to the darkness, but face it bravely."

"Oh, who said, 'Brave is the best word for stupidity.' Tsk tsk, Mycroft, you're putting on a good show."

Sherlock covered his face with a scarf, lay on the sofa with his head up, blowing up the scarf one after another, his words were somewhat vague, but the tone of irony was very clear.

Mycroft stood up, and the black umbrella stomped on the ground. "Sherlock, why can't we get along well? Didn't we cooperate well before?"

"Cooperate?! Mycroft, don't you think that I was cooperating with you just now, so that Anya can come out of the uncomfortable emotion that destroys people's IQ too much?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not." Sherlock bounced off the sofa at once, the scarf fell down, and it was a little cutely tilted: "What I said is sincere and heartfelt."

Mycroft looked at Sherlock silently for a while, then walked out slowly, swinging the black umbrella. "This Christmas, come back with me, mom misses you very much."

Sherlock snorted, flung the scarf behind him expressionlessly, and strode out, just in front of Mycroft...

"Anthea, wait for me for a while, I'll be fine soon."

Anya got out of the car, left a sentence with a crooked smile, then slapped on her slippers, carried her skirt, and ran into the house briskly.After a quick fiddle in the bathroom, I changed into light and energetic casual clothes.When she threw away the dirty skirt, she froze for a moment, her eyes swept around the dots of blood, and then quickly moved away.The hand was released, and the skirt was stirred into a light red color in the hand.

She didn't hesitate anymore, took the bag directly, then stuffed her feet into the shoes, hopped on her feet, and was about to go out.

His eyes glanced across the living room inadvertently, and his anxious movements stopped slowly.

On the glass table, a glass of fragrant milk and soft oatmeal is her favorite brand.The beautiful carnations are delicately packaged in fiery red bags, and the decorative ribbons are tied in the shape of hearts, dragging for a long time.In the center of the flower heart, on the solid-colored card, the bold and elegant font tells the perverted love word by word.

"Gift, I hope you like it—my girl."

Anya walked over slowly, picked up the card, and sniffed it under her nose. Hidden under the scent of carnations was a faint smell of cologne, which was exactly the same as the perfume on that genius professor.

The Endingboss prompt issued by the system came to mind.

Isn't this the biggest feature of Moriarty? !

Anya's hand trembled slightly, and the card in her hand fell to the ground. With dazed eyes, she slowly bent down to pick it up—to find out the identity of Endingboss and bring him to justice. This is the ultimate goal of all players. ideal.She has been working so hard until now, isn't it just for the glory of the badge on her head!

Fuck Moriarty!Be a game winner!On the pinnacle of life! (Revenge for Morris!)

Just as Anya's finger touched the card, there was a sudden thud in the living room, and melodious music sounded inexplicably.This is the background music commonly used when the hero and heroine meet in TV dramas.

The sound of the door being pushed open was extremely clear in the music!

The author has something to say: It was agreed to update at [-] o'clock, but the meeting was held temporarily, and it was delayed until now, sorry QAQ

There are two more chapters below, but don't wait, watch it tomorrow, sleep now, sorry again, love you Q3Q