[Comprehensive British and American] Goddess of Misfortune

Watson has always known that Sherlock has a magical skill.The main manifestation of this skill is that even if this guy doesn't say a word, as long as he stands in the crowd, a kind of aura called "I owe it to me" will be generated from the inside to the outside of his body. .

But fortunately, most people are not familiar with him. For them, Sherlock is just a Reichenbach hero who appeared in the newspaper. Maybe he is smarter than normal people and good at solving crimes, but just like ordinary people [Sensible Mifen] will like stars, they just like it, and clearly know that the encounter is just a fantasy, and for them, the hero is just a story written with pen and paper.

But for Watson, this is really not something worth enjoying. At least, when Sherlock suddenly ran in one direction after watching the phone, making him have to follow, his heart swiped this idea infinitely .

"Hey, Sherlock, I said, although, I don't know where you are going, but if you take a taxi, you will hurry up!" He shouted a little out of breath. After running for a long distance, he didn't have much energy anymore, but after he shouted, he found that the speed of the person in front suddenly slowed down, and then the man in the windbreaker stopped very naturally, then called a taxi, and waited by the way. Mr. Watson who made a good suggestion later.

Watson, who was sitting in the car, had only one thought - "This guy, Wucao, just forgot about the existence of a taxi!"

To light the wax for Mr. Watson who has run a long way.

"Where are you going?" The middle-aged woman driving the car is called Dagobert. The car is not young, and her driving skills are not superb, but she is more proficient. It's just that she also has the same problems that women of this age may have— — Gossip.

"Hurry up, please, we're going to Addelston..." Sherlock was interrupted by the woman before she finished speaking, "What?! Are you going to the villa area in Addelston too?!" She said with a smile on her face. Surprised, "Oh, you must be the boyfriend of the little girl just now, right?" She patted her thigh, and suddenly became a little excited, "Sin, that girl was given to me by her father when she was so young. What kind of young master, look at the girl's small appearance, she is timid, and she is pleasing to look at, but it is a pity that she will be given away, I tell you, young man," Belter switched to the style of the intimate elder sister in a second, "Young man, you have to take advantage of your youth and don't do things you regret. Now go and catch up with that man, and chase your poor little girlfriend back. Sisters respect you for being a man!"

Belt was embarrassed for three seconds after he finished speaking. After all, the other party hadn't finished telling him where he was going, and he didn't pick up her words. In addition, she also felt that her bold (zhong) unrestrained (da) (ma) personality might have frightened the little boy on the other side. Seeing the panicked expression on the other side's silence, maybe what she said had already It's not good for this young guy to have three views.

So she wanted to explain with some regret, but in the end——

"Do you know where Erichdor is?! Tell me! I'm looking for her, I've been looking for her for a long time! They told me she's in Adderston... I'm worried about her!" Sherlock He spoke urgently, as if it was really his girlfriend who was taken away.

The other party called the girl "little girl", and if she knew the other party's name, she would definitely not use an unfamiliar name, so at this time, he can just make up a name.

Watson seemed to see the innocent look on Sherlock's face if he asked Sherlock to explain it to him.

Light the wax for Watson who was about to explain but was choked by Sherlock's "performance".

Seeing the worried look on the other party's face, Bert suddenly became motherly, and couldn't help but say a few words of comfort, "Oh my god!" In her eyes, Mr. Sherlock is "a good boy who is not afraid of hardships and powers for the sake of love to save his girlfriend".

— Ms. Belt, you are wrong!Sherlock is powerful!

And the pair of lovers who got the news, bah, the pair of partners rushed to the abandoned factory in Adderston as soon as they got out of the car, and Belt behind him wiped his tears and shouted very movedly, "You We must bring her back!"

For the degree of misery of the voice, please refer to the mothers who sent their children to the battlefield in ancient times.

"Poor child..." The female driver sighed, and then started to leave.The face of the man just now flashed in her mind, handsome and somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember it all at once, "Oh, I must have watched too many dramas with those Chinese girls, so many handsome men The male lead caused me to misremember, how could I forget such a handsome little face?" She thought, "It's just that the short guy he brought with him looks like a good man at home, and he takes a lot of money to save his girlfriend. Looking at him, is that his true love?" Wait, wait, wait!Maybe it's just a helper? !She quickly dismissed that thought, started the car and left to find a little sister for two rounds.

Sherlock ran all the way to the factory, but standing outside the factory, he hesitated—quiet, too, quiet, quiet, no girls crying, or men scolding, as if the abandoned factory was empty. For one, his speculation was nothing but a joke.

But that's not possible.

According to the description of the female driver, Belt, he was sure that the kidnapped girl was the employee of the flower shop he had just met a few days ago, and the man who was traveling with him, although he had changed his appearance, there was one thing he didn't know. What has changed is his habit.

It's really not a good habit to carry a communication tool with you.

He wisely chose a new card, but unwisely called the dead Crotal's mother, Merovie.He threatened the video of the love process in his hand and asked the other party to arrange for him to leave London.

But he didn't know that from the moment Crotal died, the phones of all the people involved in the case were monitored, so they located this person the moment the phone was connected.

It's just that he didn't think that this guy was also a murderer at the time, not to mention that Merovie really obediently covered up.

Sherlock tugged at his collar irritably, and went in?

He made up his mind.

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Although it was daytime, the inside of the factory was still groggy, and things could be seen clearly, but the atmosphere always made people feel gloomy and depressing.

Sherlock carefully paid attention to the surrounding environment. There were discarded equipment everywhere, and the steel pipes stood side by side. He stepped over a fallen pipe, and then saw the girl squatting on the ground with her head bowed.

She was bound, her hands were tied behind her back, her long hair covered her expression, but in this small place, she could hear her breathing intermittently, as if something was choked in her throat, and then she suddenly raised her head , he saw himself appearing in the pupils of the other party, and the other party's eyes became very strange, panic, fear, and - drive away?

Why is there expulsion?

However, he soon knew the answer.

"Oh, Mr. Detective, please raise your hand. My knife doesn't recognize people." There was something sharp against his back, which seemed to be a knife, so Sherlock raised his hand obediently.

"Susan Dumitian?" he asked.

"That's right," Su Sen sneered, "Aren't you surprised, detective, the sweeper you usually underestimate is now pointing at you with a knife and controlling your life."

"It's not underestimated. In fact, if it weren't for this case, I might have deleted you from my mind." Sherlock said honestly.

"Be honest! Don't talk in front of labor and management!" Su Sen pushed the knife forward a little angrily, "I don't mind killing you, it's just another human life."

"Now, you go a few steps forward and stay away from that girl."

Su Sen ordered.

Sherlock obediently walked a few steps over there, but his height had the advantage after all, so after just a few steps, he pushed Su Sen away a little distance, then he turned around abruptly, and Su Sen subconsciously thought Lifting the knife, Sherlock stepped forward quickly and grabbed Su Sen's wrist at the very moment, and the fruit knife slashed across his sleeve, leaving a bloodstain, but he didn't seem to notice it, just tightly He held Su Sen tightly. His arm was extremely strong, and he clenched it tightly again. Su Sen struggled a few times, but he was still tightly controlled by the other party, unable to move.

"It's really not a wise move to keep a distance from the enemy. You have lost to your stupidity, Suson Dumitian." Sherlock mocked.

Su Sen was taken aback, and sneered twice, "Should I say that she really deserves to be Sherlock Holmes? The movements are skillful, but it's a pity."

He paused, "My current identity is not Susen Dumixian, my name is Faramond Charliebert, and that poor girl over there is my daughter in identity."

He struggled hard again, but it still didn't work. "I'll be convicted of child abuse at most, but what about you? What about the crime of malicious injury?" Su Sen's face became a bit more obscene and evil, "Or you Do you think it's more suitable for you to commit crimes with a strong woman?"

"Your innocence makes you look even more stupid, Susen. I promise, as soon as you walk out of this door, you will find that your so-called identity is just a self-deceiving joke."

What Merovey can forge, Mycroft can destroy.

The power in that guy's hands can completely wipe out a person's existence, let alone just wipe out a fake identity.

"Mr. Detective, you and I are equally stupid." Su Sen suddenly laughed, and the laughter was a bit crazy, "That guy told me you would come to save people, I knew I would fail, but -"

He let go of the fruit knife in his hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and then he grabbed Sherlock tightly with his backhand.

Tight, as if it took a lifetime of strength.

"You will die too."

"The countdown counts down for 3 minutes, and I settled down on the girl. Time, bomb, bomb."

"Let's die together, the guy who ruined my dream."

If you can't realize your dream, you will die with your dream.

That's what Susan thought.

so crazy.