[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

There is awareness that he has a serious mental illness.But that's precisely why it's so strange, I didn't notice it before... It seems that someone deliberately premeditated it. "

Premeditated?Who? Moriarty?

"But I think..." the girl frowned, "I don't think that Moriarty did this."

Both of them were a little surprised, although one was obvious and the other was not. "Why do you say that?" Sherlock's eyes lit up, and then he regained his composure.

"Ah, because everyone has heard about the things that Moriarty planned before—it was completely mysterious and mysterious. But this... he would actually engrave his name on the gun, and let a small It's not like his style to use it under the small hand."

Thinking of the seductive man who spits out letters like a snake in his impression, he couldn't help but shudder.

Not less like but definitely.

"Good." The little curly turned around and pulled up the hem of his clothes.John was the first to ask in doubt: "What? Have you already got the answer, Sherlock?" The latter played with the knife, smiled lowly, and slowly overflowed with excitement: "Although he is a very stupid imitator, but fortunately, he is not Boring. You see, the peaceful days are broken, aren't they, my friends."

Hey, you're the only one who thinks about cases, murders, puzzles, etc. ==

There are bear children at home, so I can't afford to be hurt.

"Then what do you plan to do?" Sharon asked bluntly.The man curled his lips in disdain: "Sit back and watch. I believe that the little goldfish who did such a childish thing will not stop his childish game." As soon as the words fell, his slender fingers moved slightly, waiting for the knife to gracefully float in the air. After spinning around in a circle, his fingers were firmly inserted into the fireplace.

The yellowed paper swayed a few times in the air before sinking into silence.

"Then, what about Irene Adler?" Suddenly, John suddenly mentioned something.That enchanting Her Majesty the Queen?With a mischievous mentality, Sharon secretly looked at Sherlock's expression.Unexpectedly, the latter did not show much emotion, but as always, with a mellow voice that surpassed the violin, said confidently:

"Unfortunately, dear John, the lady is dead."

--small theater--

"Sherlock, in fact, this case is not difficult for you."

"Tsk, it's interesting at first glance, but it's actually too naive (disdainful)."

"Oh, that's right, you didn't pay too much attention to this kind of case before?"

"..."

"Let's think about it, ah! You don't want to show off, do you?"

"..."

"(Laughing) You don't want to show off to Sharon, do you..."

"=皮=#shut up John."

childish and dangerous

"God, Sherlock, do you really think... she's dead?"

John made no secret of his surprise, his eyes widening.The two (Sharon was asked to wait at the door) went to Barts Hospital on Christmas night because they received a text message, and because Sherlock only glanced at the body of the corpse, he firmly believed that the person must be Irene Undoubtedly, it caused an uproar.

"Don't you really miss her...death?" As she imagined Sister Jasmine's feelings at that time, Xue Lun felt that she was not quite normal. "But it's the truth." Sherlock clenched his words, extremely firm.

But that doesn't seem to be the case, does it?

She tapped her head in annoyance. It took too long, and the plot had become fragments that could not be connected together.

Damn, she really wants to help, okay==

"Anyway." Picking up the Stradivarius violin, he plucked the strings with ease, "Now is the rest time."

I really want to... beat someone up!

The sun slowly floated up, blurring the boundary between heaven and earth.With the emergence of commuters, the streets became busy, and the air was filled with dryness.The light rain in the early morning gradually subsided. Although it was a cloudy day, it was surprisingly not dull. The occasional cool breeze passed by, and every cell breathed happily.

"Ah, such a thing happened?" Alison shouted in a rough voice on the other end of the phone, "But Sherlock really has a special physique? Even Christmas is not idle!"

When has he been idle... He complained shamelessly in his heart, the girl half-closed her eyes, her voice seemed weak: "Yes, but I asked to stay... Ha... Take a good rest o(︶︿︶)o”

"...Whatthefuck?!" Alison couldn't hold back, and swearing, the sharp soprano reached her eardrum.Xue Lun trembled slightly when she was intimidating, feeling that the other end was hesitating, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

"Xue Bao, you..."

He hesitated to speak, as if he was worried about something.

Just when she thought that Alison was going to hang out with her, the guy simply yelled out, with an unconcealable laugh: "You can't be a brother-controller, are you?"

Brother control?

brother control!

WTF this time it's the turn of the girl who has always been a good girl (by mistake) to swear.Although she does admire her two elder brothers with a sense of fear, especially for Sherlock, she is even entangled in the question of "am I younger sister or older sister?"Sometimes he complains, or he can't help jumping around to run errands for a certain tsundere detective, and even feels proud of it... And when Sherlock is always focused on that lady, he will also think in his heart It's really a hero who cherishes a hero, drunk in the arms of a beauty~ But I still can't help but look around myself to see what is wrong with women?

Has she really embarked on a certain road of no return?

"You don't take it seriously, my good girl?" The snickering voice pulled back her thoughts, and Xue Lun said with a complicated mood: "Alison, I think this attribute is too scary, I must be just a tsundere control, right? ?” “…my dear lady you are just avoiding--”

... "I'm just a tsundere control! That's all!"

No longer caring that she was still on the road leading to North Gower Street, Sharon yelled directly at the sky with half of her face darkened.The last exclamation mark fluttered slightly, attracting strange looks from passers-by who looked at the female psychopath.

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to drill directly into the ground like an ostrich. This is like the classic question "cover your face and cover important parts or your face". The girl said that the cliff is the last one!

I forgot what speed and what expression I was rushing towards the destination.When they reached the gate, both of them, and the robins, were petrified.

"Miss Sharon, are you okay?" The familiar platinum color swayed over, and it was Cecilia who hadn't seen her for a long time.Touching the face, there is still a scary temperature.She felt even more embarrassed: "It's...it's okay. By the way, where is Xiu Yi?" "He's writing a thesis in his room. I'll water the flowers with Alison." The voice was still sweet and gentle, like the richest chocolate juice.At first glance, he is a pleasant person who cannot be hated.

"Then you guys go ahead, I'll go and see him." The palpitations that were restless due to strenuous exercise calmed down a little at this moment, exhale and inhale.Going back and forth like this twice, making sure that others don't see Ni Duan, then step into the door.

However, that special magnetic field did not stop the gossip of the two sensitive women—

Alison: "I thought there was only one genius in the whole world who was the most arrogant, but I didn't expect... I was so impressed~"

Cecilia: "I feel that Miss Sharon has a strange aura~"

Pushing open the door that has not been touched for a long time, the curled up figure has a sense of sight of a kitten.Some melancholy, but also some emotion.

Really, I have spent a long time with this world.

"Shit—why is there a character limit~" It's a pity that the blond guy ruined this beauty when he uttered his voice--

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door frame, Xiu Yi turned the chair and snapped her fingers very accurately: "Yo hoo—" "Crack!!" Zhen Sister Sang unceremoniously smacked the furry man with a ruler. A burst of mourning was bounced from his head: "Why does she look so docile but still have a hidden violent DNA... Umm, my good sister, I was wrong!"

Sharon smiled and played with the ruler.Fortunately, Xiu Yi will still fight with her unscrupulously.This made her feel a little more real? "By the way, I still have to talk about business!"

Xiu Yi got up and fumbled out a small thing from the top of the bookcase.He spread his hand and handed it to Xue Lun mysteriously, and looked carefully, it turned out to be a USB flash drive.

"I found this from my suitcase by accident." Xiu Yi said seriously, with a rare serious expression, "but this is not mine. And..."

Flipping her fingers, the moment she saw the back, Xue Lun suddenly felt a bloody sense of fate.

Although the traces have faded a lot, the two bloody letters can still be vaguely seen through the light:

J.M.

"Found it in your suitcase? Do you have a classmate with this initials?" she asked.Almost at the same time, I got a negative answer: "No, and the students around me don't have the habit of engraving their names on USB flash drives."

She suddenly thought of something.Since this is the case, is it someone related to this JM?

And it will also appear in the suitcase for personal belongings, which must have been brought by someone very close.

"Although he is a naive person, this game is indeed a bit dangerous." He muttered to himself, stroking the weird nick with his fingers.

close ones...

The treacherous aura opened up, and her pupils shrank.

I dare not think about it.

days away from baker street

"Sharon?" Xiuyi looked at the girl