[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

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Almost at the same time, the sound of the gun/bolt being pulled sounded, and the deep muzzle of the gun was aimed at the opponent's forehead.

In the small space, the two pairs of eyes stared at each other intently. Mycroft's straight back and the smile on Moriarty's mouth made the atmosphere even more terrifying and depressing.

"Ugh, it hurts!"

Every bone seemed to be smashed and reassembled, and the heart-piercing pain flowed through the limbs.Too severe pain made the consciousness extraordinarily clear and tormented even more.With a hoarse voice, Anya broke free from Moriarty's arms and rolled on the ground in pain.The black hair is like a waterfall, blending with the dark color, the pale face, biting the bleeding lips, contrasting with the dripping tears.

She was about to gnaw her teeth into pieces, and grabbed her arm tightly with her hands, so that she could barely hold back the desire to commit suicide with a gun.

Moriarty ran his fingers over the handle of the gun, his eyes flickering sullenly.He doesn't allow anyone who destroys his plan to survive, especially the man with the black umbrella intervening several times!

However, the peripheral light from the corner of his eyes swept over An Ya's body slightly, those black eyes glistening with tears, actually had a taste of shining in the darkness.The bitten blood-stained lips, the occasional miserable screams, and the white and tender waist exposed by rubbing the corners of the clothes when rolling on the ground, gently touched the cold heart.

What he... wants is a complete girl, from body to heart!

Moriarty raised his head, exchanged glances with McCoff, and nodded indistinctly. The two put away their guns together.This is a silent and tacit agreement to sign a joint cooperation agreement.Although McCoff is very clear, this kind of behavior similar to seeking skin with a tiger is actually not wise.

"Anya, you... hiss!"

Mycroft kept his mind on Moriarty, walked quickly to Anya, squatted down, hugged her tightly in his arms, and clasped the bloody hands she had scratched on his body.But in the next second, I felt the girl in my arms turned over, pounced on him, and bit down on his shoulder fiercely, adding to the fierceness of the pain she endured, the shoulder was bitten to the bone The pain made Mycroft gasp subconsciously.

But he didn't let go, instead he hugged Anya even tighter, calmly comforting Anya's ear: "Anya, I'll take you to the hospital, you'll be fine soon."

The man's arms completely covered the girl's small body, the two heads cuddled closely, and the body hugged tightly - the picture in front of me was really dazzling.Moriarty stood aside, squinting his eyes, and grasped the handle of the gun without a trace.Only the environment of him and Anya just now was truly beautiful.

This man's eyes are too cold. He may not want to hurt Anya, but in order to achieve his goal, it doesn't matter if he really hurts Anya.Mycroft frowned, protecting Anya with his arms, moved slightly, and hooked his feet to the black umbrella on the ground.

"Mycroft!"

Light suddenly shone in from the door, and Sherlock held up the unfamiliar mobile phone, his eyes quickly passed over Moriarty, and his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.However, after seeing the miserable appearance of Mycroft and Anya covered in blood, he quickly calmed down, and looked at Moriarty with vigilance and faint disgust in the depths of his eyes.

He really didn't like the fat man McCoff, but he was the only one who could defeat McCoff!

And An Ya... She just needs to be a smart assistant, there is no need to suffer this kind of torture!

"Sherlock, I'm really glad to see you're okay."

Mycroft moved his body to see if Sherlock was injured, but Anya's bite deepened with his movement, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Sherlock's fingers moved slightly, and then he inserted/put it into his pocket in a concealed manner, showing a standard smirk, and his tone was also the usual sarcasm, without the slightest worry or concern: "Mycroft, don't you at a time like this. Pretending to be alright!"

Moriarty released the gun slowly.He was not fully sure of dealing with the two Holmes, especially Sherlock Holmes had already recognized his identity, after all, he had left some clues for this destined detective opponent before!

"Anya's painful appearance now, combined with the sudden burst of strength just now, she should have eaten something."

Sherlock walked to Mycroft's side, looked down at Anya from top to bottom, and saw more clearly the deep bloodstains on her arm, her face was full of tears, and the part that bit Mycroft's shoulder The mouth was still whimpering softly.

Mycroft nodded: "It's similar to a stimulant, but the side effects are particularly obvious. It's probably Griffiths!" (There is no such thing, I made it up, keep in mind!!!)

"Sherlock..."

With the smell of blood in her mouth, Anya was so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit.The pain receded wave after wave, and my brain began to convulse dizzily.After hearing the familiar and trusting voice, she subconsciously called out.

This call was soft and weak, but it was a hundred times more beautiful than the whimper just now.At least Moriarty moved his feet subconsciously and wanted to walk over, but when he saw Sherlock hesitated, squatted down slowly, and held the girl's hand, his whole body froze for a moment.

His eyes turned around the girl's body, and he saw the slight trust and soft grievance reflected in her tears shaking eyes, and she held Sherlock's finger firmly with her weak hand, a little dependence... Dazzling, but want to get the intimacy of the hand!

Do not!Something is wrong!

He regarded the acquisition of Anya as a confrontation with Hannibal, as an interesting thing to relieve boredom, as a proof of his masculinity... that's right!How can there be such emotions!

He needs to think about his own thoughts, make a new plan, and hold Anya in his hands again!

Moriarty's eyes settled down, he slowly evoked a gentle smile, and nodded to Charlotte: "Sherlock, it's a pleasure to meet you, I think you and I are looking forward to our meeting. It's a pity that the timing this time is really unlucky. Next time, let's choose to sit by the quiet swimming pool, enjoy the beautiful night, and talk about our common philosophy."

After finishing speaking, he walked out slowly, and helped Sherlock and the others close the door of the room in a gentlemanly manner.

Sherlock stared at the closed door for a while, then looked away silently, helped up the half-conscious and whispering girl, looked at McCoff who was already squatting there, and made a smirk: "Mycroft , it was just a bite. Your fat layer is so thick, it’s completely fine, you don’t need to stay there all the time!”

McCoff looked at the tattoo exposed on the arm of the man who was knocked unconscious by Moriarty, paused for a moment, picked up the black umbrella, stood up straight, and said unhurriedly: "Sherlock, you take the Take Anya to the hospital, I still have something to do."

If it is really the organization that reported it, then there may be other reasons for An Ya's pain just now, and he must stay and investigate clearly!

"Mycroft..."

Shouting, Sherlock suddenly heard soft footsteps coming from the door.He glanced at Anya who was lying powerlessly in his arms, paused for a moment, and with his hands, he easily hugged Anya, and then stood silently in the darkness behind the door with Mycroft.

Andrew leaned against the wall and moved to the door.He swallowed, picked up the phone, and after seeing the information inside, his eyes suddenly burst into a frenzied light.He took out a delicate bracelet, glanced at it, and held it tightly in his palm. With a cold eye, he pushed open the door and walked in.

The picture on the screen, because of the infrared night vision, has a strange blue color.

The phone was shaken violently in his hand, causing the screen to tremble badly, but Hannibal looked at it very seriously, especially when he saw the familiar figure flashing past the door, he straightened his waist slightly, and was in line with the screen. The distance is a little closer.

"Well, I'm here to help you."

"Finding here can only prove that your IQ has not lowered the bottom line of human IQ. Why do you think you can help me!"

Anya's hospital gown was already loose, but it was even more tattered in the rolling and tearing just now, and the effect of covering it was greatly reduced!Mycroft took off his suit and covered her body.Sherlock hugged him even tighter, and slightly avoided Andrew's sight.

Seeing this picture, Hannibal's eyes suddenly darkened, and the cold darkness rolled and roared out.With his hand on the side of the table, he slammed a corner of the mahogany table directly.

The bitten bruised lips, the bloody wounds on her arms, and the tears mixed with blood on her face, it is self-evident what kind of pain Anya suffered.Hannibal directly ignored the intimacy between Sherlock and her, his eyes were full of pity for Anya, regret for letting her go to England, and wanting to chop up those who hurt Anya cruelty!

He closed his eyes to calm his mind.When he opened it again, his eyes were filled with a cold and waveless light.He made a mistake at the beginning, he shouldn't let Anya leave just because Moriarty would go crazy, only his side is the safest place for Anya!

Is it love that has gone to the head...

He reached out to turn off the computer and stood up slowly.He buttoned up his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and walked out of the office step by step.

Moriarty's influence is in the UK, so he really has little chance of winning, but since he has come out of this situation, don't blame him for being too ruthless!Even if they all die together, he will protect Anya and go home safe and sound!

England... oh!

Andrew took out his gun, shot the man on the ground in the head, and then smiled inscrutablely: "You can save people easily, but after you get back, things will be difficult!"

He cautiously glanced at his phone, but he didn't receive any new messages.An ominous premonition faintly appeared in his heart, and he comforted himself that it might be because the gentleman hadn't responded for a while.

Mycroft and Sherlock, who clearly noticed Andrew's little trick, looked at each other, and then Mycroft showed a hypocritical smirk—it can be used!

Following the news from the group monitoring Jenna, I found Riise in the building, looked at the scattered corpses in the monitoring room, squeezed the handle of the gun in his hand, slowly raised his head, and pressed the button with Finch. contact communicator.

"Finch, did the machine spit out that girl's number, Anya Alex's?"

The author has something to say: Fourth Uncle and Uncle Ba finally appeared_(:зゝ∠)_

I didn’t want to change it today, it’s too much fun outside QAQ, but it’s okay, it’s better to change it, I love Ni Meng [Bixin]