[Comprehensive British and American] Goddess of Misfortune

Listening to Donovan's footsteps slowly walking away outside the toilet cubicle, Karena screwed on the half-empty mineral water bottle, and then pushed the door in with a natural expression. She walked down the stairs slowly , and greeted everyone who passed by friendly, and then submitted an application for leave with the personnel department. Covering his face under the apologetic and caring eyes, he left.

"What are you going to do next?" She answered the phone and asked softly.

There was a metallic voice on the phone, and it was hard to tell the difference between male and female, but the voice was cold, like an emotionless medicine man.

"When Cedric is discharged from the hospital, go and see him, tell him what you did, tell him the truth. He will be the best pawn."

"What about me?" Karena's expression was somewhat sullen.

"You are my chess player. The best chess player." There was a bit of comfort in the metal voice, as if it contained deep love.

addictive.

It's just that this girl doesn't know that in a chess game, everyone is a pawn.

Among them, chess players are included, and even chess players are the best chess pieces.

Life is like chess.

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He killed her.

He killed Karena!

Cedric killed Karenna!

Sid took a few steps back uncontrollably, fell down on the hospital bed, looked at the blood on his hands, and couldn't believe his eyes at all.

Don't blame him!

Really don't blame him!

If Karena hadn't deliberately told him the so-called truth and provoked him, he wouldn't have done it!

He is innocent!

Yes, he is innocent.

Sid looked at his hands, which seemed to be covered with invisible blood.

Such a man, how can he get close to Erichdore, how can he get Erichdoor!

Such obvious evidence of homicide—yes, evidence?

He is a policeman, he knows how to eliminate evidence.

He is innocent.

He is not wrong!

He glanced at the dead Karenna and laughed miserably.

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When Moriarty woke up, it was already a day later.

Before dawn, there was dim light from street lamps outside. The dim light at the junction of dawn and early morning shone wantonly on his pale sheets through the loose curtains, outlining his pale but delicate face. The smell arrogantly occupied this small ward, he blinked, as if in a daze and as if he hadn’t realized the time and place at this moment, and the light secretly shone into his eyes, not dazzling, but bringing With a bit of tenderness and warmth.

Here is the hospital.

He is still alive.

Two messages flashed through my mind in an instant.

At that moment, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed.

He had anticipated his own death, and even made plans to use his own death to force Sherlock to die.

With Richard Brooke's identity, dying in such a ridiculous way seems like an ironic joke, but if he really died in that way, it would only be an incomparable shame for him.

Seems likely to be killed by a snake?

No, he clearly knew that this time, he should be completely under the calculations of others.

Rubbing his face to wake himself up a little, Moriarty wanted to get up and sit for a while. Although his body was still a little weak, this did not hinder his "small movements", but the strange thing was that he pulled the quilt , suddenly felt the "strong" resistance from the quilt, it seemed to be suppressed by something?

Normally, when he pulled the quilt, the quilt would get up immediately, but at this moment, his hands were weak, and he couldn't pull it off——

He turned his head a little annoyed.

It's Qiao Xi.

Because the hospital bed next door has been occupied by a patient, and the little girl was probably worried that he was alone, and couldn't bear to leave, but she had no place to rest, so she had to sleep on his bedside. She probably waited for a long time last night , a faint layer of blue-gray floated in the bottom of her eyes, she was sleeping soundly, even though he just pulled the quilt so loudly, it still didn't wake her up, it just made the little girl frowned, turned her head and continued to sleep.

She was very quiet and well-behaved when she was sleeping, like a little hamster curled up in a ball without a sense of security, her docileness was itchy, and she wanted to rub her hair.

It makes people like it very much.

But Moriarty clearly knew that he had never been attracted to this girl, nor did he have any liking, not to mention that such a weak girl was not his type at all.

But he also knew that because he was the weaker party at the moment, he couldn't help feeling warm to such care.

Draw warmth autonomously.

Weakness and dependence are human nature.

Who hurt him?

The wounded can't help but fall into the common fault of the weak.

"Hey, are you awake?" Qiao Xi yawned and asked after rubbing her eyes in a daze.Although she slept "deeply", Moriarty couldn't help getting up too fast, so she had no choice but to wake up.

However, if she really slept soundly, she would not be alive now.

"Did it wake you up?" Moriarty stroked the girl's hair. The girl's hair lay limply in the palm of her hand, and a few strands of soft hair were lifted up in disbelief. Coupled with her dull expression at the moment, It's a bit silly, "You go on sleeping, I'll get up and sit down."

"Don't sleep anymore, actually I'm not sleepy anymore," the girl rubbed her eyes hard, and looked at the man with her hands up, "Uncle Brook, tell me about your surviving testimonials, your house will catch fire, and you You were bitten by a snake, and even the doctors said you were lucky to survive."

He was obviously worried, but deliberately used a playful tone, as if to comfort him and prevent him from being infected with sadness.

"Lucky?" The man asked with a puzzled expression, but he sneered twice in his heart. The accident this time was by no means an accident, and neither was his survival.

Reminiscent of the last Laiju incident, and the photos of him that have been circulated, from tentative provocations to being killed as long as he is a little careless, this advanced style is definitely the same person handwriting.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to have the purpose of killing him. In fact, as long as he can discover the clues of these seemingly terrifying plots at the beginning, he will definitely not die.

These incidents look more like... playing with him?

"Yes, yes," Qiao Xi nodded repeatedly, "You are super lucky. The doctor said that according to the usual speed of first aid, you have been bitten for so long when you are sent to the hospital. saved.

But I heard that they just received a batch of new drugs today, some are targeted drugs imported from abroad, and some are specific drugs developed by a well-known doctor of biology, which have passed the national approval, and this hospital because of the cooperation in the past two years With the right to use it in advance, and there happened to be a medicine in that batch that was specific to this snake venom, so you were rescued, isn't it super lucky? "

Qiao Xi scratched her hair, "No, it doesn't seem right to say that, but," she stood up, carefully and gently hugged Moriarty, "It's great that Mr. Brook survived ah."

If you die like this, how can the game continue?

In a perfect drama, the plot must experience countless ridiculous and disasters, and the most perfect ending is often written slowly on the blood of others.

"Does Xixi know why it caught fire?" Moriarty pushed himself up with some effort, making himself taller and sitting up more comfortably.

"Ah?" Qiao Xi was taken aback, "I heard from the nurse sister and the police uncle that it seems that the fire in the fireplace was not extinguished, and then there are a lot of flammable items in the house, and a little fire will burn everything in your house."

fireplace?

Flammable?

hehe.He couldn't think of another word to describe the incompetent people at Scotland Yard.

"And the snake? Do you know the reason?" Moriarty frowned. He naturally didn't believe the reason.

Flammable?In order not to leave written evidence, he now basically uses a new mobile phone card to contact his subordinates and buy one for another, so as to avoid being searched on him.

There are not even a few work documents at home.

"Uncle Brook has heard of artists who can use music to control snake performances?" Qiao Xi said with some fear, "That's their snake. I don't know what happened. All the snakes in the snake cage disappeared overnight. They even ran near your house, and when the firefighters went to rescue you, they were almost bitten." Qiao Xi patted her chest with lingering fear, "But fortunately, Mister is lucky, even snakes are afraid of Mister, so Mr. survived."

"Ah, I'm still really sleepy," Qiao Xi yawned, "But I have to go back to look at the shop later!" She clenched her fists as if full of energy.

"Did I sleep for a long time?" The man frowned.

"Well, it's only two or three days," Qiao Xi shrugged, "but the good news is that my leg injury is almost healed, as long as I don't exercise strenuously, I should be able to stand up, it seems that the next days will change I've taken care of you, Uncle Brook." There was a little teasing in the ending.

"Then go get uncle and me a glass of water. You plan to take care of my little brat." Moriarty shook his head helplessly, and then ordered very calmly.

He looked at her like a child.

"I'm not a brat!" Qiao Xi said righteously, but because she was afraid of waking up the people next to her, she deliberately lowered her voice. In addition to her face that looked younger than her peers, she had a soft voice. The little hamster with its fangs and claws in the palm of its hand, it thinks that the greatest harm it can do to its owner is nothing more than angrily intimidating, but it is more like showing off its cuteness softly.

While complaining in a low voice, Qiao Xi controlled the volume to the level that the other party could hear, and pushed open the door to fetch water for someone. She knew that the other party needed to think carefully at this moment—how the joy of dying is helpful for thinking ?

Moriarty did have to think.

He's going to fight back.

Oil doesn't come out of nowhere, and neither does the snake.

Knowing the transfer person, isn't the person who did this still not clear?

And if he finds out who it is...

His hands were shaking with excitement.

can not wait anymore……

He couldn't wait to punish this man.

in the most horrible way.