[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

Finch looked at the text file on the computer screen that was marked with a bright red "confidential" warning, straightened his back, and pushed his glasses.

In the photo, the girl standing on the podium, Qiaoxiao Qianxi's gentle and tactful appearance is in stark contrast to the horrible and cruel incident that happened to her.

But, very sorry.Finch shook his head: "John, I don't think the machine will spit out her number, because she doesn't have a British social security number at all."

Machines monitor everyone in all parts of the UK to detect those who are about to face trouble, and use their social security numbers to remind them.But Anya Alex is an American citizen, temporarily living in the UK, and has no British social security number at all.

"But she does have trouble, and it's a big trouble!"

Finch tapped a few times on the keyboard, and the file browsing history was clearly displayed.Those who spied in the dark cleaned their hands and feet very cleanly. Even Finch couldn't know who pulled up Anya's information and who harbored ill intentions towards her!

"Yeah, maybe I'm in big trouble too. Things aren't looking good in this building."

Riise crouched down and rolled over the corpse at his feet.The blood hole between the eyebrows was already black and red, and there was still unbelievable surprise in the eyes that were unwilling to widen. His fingers were clenched into claws, and the smell of gunpowder on his fingertips proved that he had fired a gun.The corpses in the monitoring room were all shot to the head in this way.But judging from the traces at the scene, it was clear that there was only one person who attacked here.In other words, that person killed so many people with ease in a hail of bullets!

Terrible ability!

"Things from Jenna's house can actually attract such a person?!"

"I'm afraid that person's target is not the things of Jenna's house. I'll go out and have a look first. Be careful, someone may come to your place."

"Ok."

Finch hung up the phone, turned around and glanced at Jenna who was sitting timidly on the sofa and secretly glanced at Jenna who was so stiff and at a loss after he was discovered, showed a friendly smile, and then turned back.After thinking about it, he stood up, limped to the sofa, and sat down.

Jenna subconsciously dodged back, holding a table knife tightly in one hand hidden to the side, and her eyes flickered in fear, not daring to fall on Finch.

Finch turned his head and glanced at her, tried to show a gentle smile, and comforted the poor girl who had suffered an innocent disaster: "Don't be afraid, Jenna. We will take care of everything, and you will be able to go home and live a normal life soon."

"Really?" Jenna asked in a low voice, rubbing her hand on the scarf, the warm touch made her laugh happily, thinking of the teacher's soft and firm eyes, as if she had confidence in the future again: "It's just right When the matter was resolved, Teacher Anya also started teaching, which was great."

Finch's smile paused. He thought that this teacher, who was trusted and loved by the students, might not be able to stand on the podium with a charming smile for the time being.

Jenna sensed Finch's strange mood, and immediately thought of something.She stood up anxiously, and shouted a little nervously and annoyed: "Did those people do something to the teacher?! God, I knew it! Is the teacher in danger now?!"

"Jenna, calm down first..."

Finch stood up and tried his best to comfort Jenna, who was so irritable that she was about to explode.But before he finished speaking, the door was kicked open, and the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at his head.The man in black smiled, walked in, and knocked him out with a palm.

How did these people escape the surveillance system...

Finch's vision gradually blurred. He only saw Jenna being dragged out with her mouth covered and her arms grabbed. Such a gentle attitude is definitely not that criminal gang. Who is it...

The building behind was flickering brightly and dimly. The sound of the explosion and the collapse attracted many passers-by. The sound of police cars and ambulances was getting closer and closer.

Moriarty slowly walked out of the dark corner, with an elegant and composed expression and slow movements, all the people who passed by him subconsciously showed friendly smiles to him.No one could have imagined that such a British standard gentleman would come out of this dangerous building with warm blood on the soles of his feet.

He stood by the side of the road, looking sullenly at a window.The girl behind the window is beautiful and delicate, like a beautiful and gentle lily, but exudes a seductive and passionate rose fragrance.

When greeting him, he smiled politely, but his eyes were filled with soft and seductive water.When encountering bloody and cruel things, he was afraid but still stood upright firmly.When lying on the hospital bed, her pale lips still smiled beautifully.

Beautiful and gentle, kind and generous, brave and tenacious-it's hard not to be heart-warming!

There was a voice in Moriarty's heart—if Anya treated him the same way she treated Hannibal, her eyes would be filled with bright and moving light, she would reveal a sweet and moving smile, and her voice would be sweet and coquettish.If Anya trusted him, relied on him, liked him... Then, he might pull out of the darkness and use all his wisdom to calmly build a gentle castle for that girl, just like Hannibal.

However, Hannibal Lecter became a defender of justice because he deeply felt the darkness in human hearts, while James Moriarty led crimes because his blood boiled with the genes of his ancestors who committed crimes.

They are not the same after all...

However, what you want, you have to get it no matter what!Moriarty raised an aggressive smile, as if he had touched the delicate skin with his hand, he gently stroked it, and then slowly squeezed it tightly, holding it in the palm of his hand.

No matter what kind of affection he has for Anya, his desire to get her will not be faked.The crime bosses in London are not the kind of people who will look forward and backward. If you want something, just take it!After that, there was a lot of time, but they got along carefully and got close.

The phone in his pocket vibrated slightly. Moriarty took out the phone, put it to his ear, turned around, and left here slowly, exuding a confident and charming masculine charm.

"Man, have you caught it?"

"Yes, both sides have been caught. There is one more thing I want to tell you."

"Say."

"Just now, Hannibal Lake confirmed an instant flight ticket to London. Now that the plane has taken off, it may be impossible to stop it."

Moriarty was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Anya's miserable appearance just now.He immediately showed an excited smile, and his voice raised an excited tone: "There is no need to stop! I also want to meet him in person."

"Then, do you need us to take you to the airport?"

Moriarty slightly raised the corners of his lips, looking at the dark sky with strange eyes.

"Airport? I can't see him at the airport!"

Sherlock looked at the panic-stricken man who was dialing the phone in front of him, turned his head impatiently, and strode past.He doesn't bother to care about this kind of goldfish with low IQ and no backbone!

Andrew reached out to grab Sherlock's arm, but was blocked by a black umbrella.The man with a hypocritical smirk shook his head, his eyes burst out with a terrifying murderous look and a strong sense of warning.The terrifying aura made Andrew's legs tremble uncontrollably.

He muttered a few words in his mouth, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of frantic excitement—even if he couldn't get through the phone, it didn't matter, his ability was destined to become a leader! !

"The boss has always been on the third floor, in that room, and Stella should be in that room too. Only Stella can give her the medicine that this girl is taking. The medicine is very effective, and the after-effects are also very terrible, but I don't know the specifics."

Mycroft glanced at him, with a half-smile and a murderous look in his eyes.A cold sweat oozes from Andrew's forehead, his body is stiff, and his throat is choked in pain.It wasn't until Mycroft looked away that he let out a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall with soft legs, feeling his body slowly recovering heat.

Mycroft knew this man was lying, but he didn't need his truth either!

"Sherlock, you wait here."

Sherlock subconsciously wanted to refute, but he closed his mouth after feeling the strength in his arm and the soft warmth of the girl in his arms.He hummed softly, but there was no choking sound after all.

Mycroft glanced at Anya, and the gaze in his eyes was a bit complicated.Sherlock has never compromised so easily, even if he agrees, he will refute a few times with duplicity, but now... it happens to be the same person!

He shook the black umbrella and was about to move forward when he suddenly stopped and quickly hid behind the wall with Sherlock.

"No need to wait! You'd better die together."

The man who broke through the door suddenly, holding a gun, tearing a cold smile, rushed towards him with a lot of bullets.

Andrew was shot in the arms and legs, and fell behind the wall in pain, gasping for breath.Even though he was injured like this, there was still a voice in his head that kept spinning, telling him that he was the only winner, making him dazed, took out his gun, and rushed out.

Mycroft shook his head, slowly showing a mocking smile.With the gun in his hand, he turned it at a strange angle and aimed at the man's head from behind the wall.

"I don't think you want that."

Riise came out from the opposite side, the bomb in his hand made the leader of the gang who killed Andrew suddenly change his face.

CIA agent, ex? ! ——McCoff paused, retracted the gun without a trace, and showed Riise a friendly smirk.

Riise nodded, returned a smile, his eyes paused in Sherlock's arms, then quickly retracted, and walked cautiously towards the gang leader whose expression was slowly going crazy: "Aren't you just trying to survive? Have you done so many things. Robbing money, imprisoning researchers from the Institute of Biology. They seem to have made something, and you can live."

"Shut up!" The man gritted his teeth and yelled fiercely, pulling out a black-haired woman from the room, showing a ferocious smile: "I can't live, so someone has to be buried with me!"

bang-bang-

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and whistled: "Cool! Watson! Oh, and Inspector Lestrade!"

[Congratulations to the player for getting a key character CG, and a hint from Endingboss: He has experienced the dark ages, and he can hear the darkest voices. 】

Anya, who was vaguely conscious, gently pulled the cold corner of her clothes with her powerless hands. After feeling the gentle eyes hanging down, she slowly raised a dependent smile, and her eyebrows and eyes stretched.

She completed the task without doing anything!

What a pie in the sky!

The author has something to say: Babies who think Mo Niang will think about themselves, go face the wall and think about it QvQ

However, the fourth uncle still didn't have time to be handsome_(:зゝ∠)_