[Comprehensive British and American] Goddess of Misfortune

But he clearly knew that now was not the time to find out the truth. At this moment, Erichdore's safety was above all else.

So he hurriedly bid farewell to Pride, who was still trying to keep him, and secretly annoyed at the uselessness of his own people. Moriarty took Erichdore to the nearest hospital. After a few minutes, Pride had already changed his clothes.

It was already evening when Qiao Xi woke up in the hospital, the days in winter are always so short, what happened in the guest room seemed to be still in front of her eyes, but she was already in the hospital when she opened her eyes.The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the grass, but it dyed the eaves of the wall into light red, and then gradually turned dark again.

She blinked her eyes, and a daze appeared in her pupils. This was her subconscious camouflage. After all, she knew that since she was able to wake up alive in the hospital, her plan could be said to be mostly successful.

Looking around, this is a relatively simple single ward with a cabinet next to the bed, with a bunch of lilies on it, and some apples scattered around, but there is no peeled one in the trash can, she guessed it was probably for her prepare.

The quilt beside the hospital bed was suppressed, making it inconvenient for Qiao Xi to look down, but the girl just looked away calmly, not intending to wake up the person beside the bed.

She knows who is next to the bed without guessing.

The hospital bed is not high, so it must be uncomfortable to sleep on the side of the bed. Qiao Xi doesn't believe that the man next to him is sleeping on the stomach to accompany her, but to accumulate some relationship points. It's just that the undisguised discomfort on his face should It is indeed true.

After all, except during the disguise period, the criminal consultant has always been pampered.

Not to mention the two stalks of "the hero saves the beauty" and "the first person I see after waking up", but they are things that I never tire of getting good impressions.

Maybe it was because Qiao Xi's scrutinizing eyes were too straightforward, Moriarty frowned uncomfortably, and then woke up slowly, and the first second he opened his eyes, he met a pair of clear eyes, "That's great , I saw Uncle Brook as soon as I woke up."

Qiao Xi smiled softly, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, expressing her master's joy, and she couldn't see the panic and fear she should have had after escaping from such a dangerous fire scene.

Moriarty was a little uncertain whether the other party was not afraid, or had simply forgotten.

She seemed to have just fallen asleep, and what she had just experienced was just Nanke Yimeng. The pale hospital gown, sickly pale face, and the ceiling whitened by the smell of disinfectant all just made this dream become a dream. A more realistic illusion.

Suppressing these unrealistic thoughts, the man stroked the girl's hair, and said in a concerned tone, "Is there anything uncomfortable about you? You are heartless, and you can't even see the slightest bit of fear. It can only be counted as you Bad luck, no one would have thought that the guest room would suddenly catch fire, but fortunately I arrived in time, otherwise the joke might really develop, and then you wouldn’t be able to see the sun the next day.”

Not only did he name the person he saved, but he also used a joking tone to make people feel the other party's worry.

This skilful flirting method, is it not the first time this man has sacrificed his appearance, and it has become a habit?

The ridicule in her heart changed, but Qiao Xi's face turned red, "Thank you, Mr. Brook, for saving me, but I'm not afraid, I know you will definitely come to save me, I believe in you."

After all, the most interesting thing in this world, and the thing people play with the most, is trust.

"You don't need to say thank you," Brook said with a somewhat inexplicable expression, "I only had time to rescue you, but the room was still burning. It should be the servants and firefighters who put out the fire. You might have to thank them, if not for them, Sigoth's funeral might just be nothing."

"Perhaps the next life will be smooth after life is difficult in this life." Qiao Xi bit her lower lip, and then said in a low voice, "Sister Sigoth will definitely be very happy in her next life."

She looked up at Moriarty, "Uncle Brooke, do you think I'm right?"

Her eyes were full of seriousness and bewilderment, and her expression was complicated. Weiming, Erichdore is an atheist, but she asked such a question now, so she didn't want to know the answer, but just wanted to learn from it. Others want an answer that can deceive themselves and others.

"As long as you say it, it's all right." He smiled with a solemn expression, as if swearing, "My dear Erichdore Charliebert, you have to believe that no matter what, I will be yours protector."

As long as you are obedient and obedient.

"Pfft~" Hearing this, Qiao Xi's first reaction was not to be moved, but to be unable to hold back, and let out a small laugh, with a slightly hoarse voice, "Uncle, you are so funny, you act like a knight swearing an oath .”

The somewhat stagnant atmosphere just now dissipated with this laugh, and Moriarty showed a distressed look in cooperation, "I'm really disappointed, I'm so sincere, isn't Xixi touched a little bit?

There are not many flower protectors as competent as me. Doesn’t Xixi think that those who put out fires make you feel more secure than me who save lives? "

Erichdore, who was more amused by the man's words, laughed louder, but after a while, he coughed a few times in discomfort, which attracted the man to pat her with concern, as if trying to help her breathe.

Her throat may have been smoky in the fire, and she was a little hoarse when she spoke in a low voice just now, but she didn't take it to heart, and only after laughing again did she clearly feel the burning pain from her throat, like She was being burned, but Qiao Xi didn't show any discomfort.

"Indeed," she nodded seriously, "Firefighters with water guns do make me feel more secure than the powerless Mr. Brook, but," the girl changed her voice, showing a playful smile , "If you beg me, I might change my mind."

That complacent look seemed to confirm that he would not give in.

This cute little girl looked like a little girl who liked to play tricks because of her boyfriend. Moriarty clearly felt that the place that he always felt was not enough seemed to be filled at that moment.

Now only the last sentence is missing.

The man pursed his lips and lowered his body, the girl's face was flushed by the man's breath coming from the shop, and the man's lowered voice, drunkenly, said, "I beg you."

All the previous arrangements finally paid off at this moment.

The so-called feelings are nothing but mutual use and mutual betrayal.

After Sigoth’s wedding was finally over, Pride heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally take a break to think about the matter of today’s guest room, but before he had time to think about it, he was notified by his servants that someone called him by name , and said he was his "friend".

who is it?

Pride frowned.

He has no friends, except for some work and cooperation with that person, he is more willing to stay at home to study his professional knowledge, and occasionally go out, most of the time to find targets for his scalpel .

Therefore, this gentleman who claimed to be a friend must have come from a bad person.

It's just that it's not his style to retreat in spite of difficulties.

Pride lowered his eyes, and ordered his servants to bring the man to the reception room, and hid his scalpel before rushing to the reception room.

Sid was on his phone when Pride arrived.

He was wearing headphones, as if he was watching a video. The distance was too far, and Pride couldn't see the specific scene in the video clearly. He could only roughly distinguish a touch of black and red from the narrow screen.

"Who are you?" Pride paused.

"Mr. Pride?" The man seemed to be awakened by the voice. He took off his earphones slowly and looked at the vigilant man in front of him. There was a bit of innocence and purity in his smile when he turned his face, but there was nothing in his eyes. Undisguised killing intent, "It's finally time for you, my prey."

In the flipped phone was a photo of the scene of the fire. The man held up the weapon in his hand, while the girl shivered and curled up into a ball.

"That's my girl.

Anyone who raises a weapon against her will die the same way. "

do not worry.

You're welcome.

Your girl has been rescued.

——calamity

Half of the reason why Visigoth's funeral went smoothly was to facilitate the investigation.

Using Pride’s identity to invite Sigoth’s relatives back to attend the funeral is easier than the police looking for them one by one, and Sigoth’s relationship with his family is really good, maybe there will be some unexpected gains.

Fortunately, most of her relatives rushed over, and among them was her younger sister, Kelido.

Kelido and Sigoth have a very good relationship, and in the past they were not stingy and exchanged some innocuous little secrets. After hearing the news of her sister's death, she was one of the saddest people. It was just that when the testimony was recorded, the police Encountered a little trouble, or more appropriate with a windfall——

"What?" Kelido shook his head and exclaimed, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

The little police officer who seemed to have uncovered a clue asked enthusiastically, "Did Miss Kelido discover any doubts?"

Ke Lido frowned and nodded, "You told me before that my sister quit her job as a volunteer in the hospital because she wanted to take care of the shredded peach?"

The officer nodded.

"But it's impossible!" Ke Liduo said firmly, "What my sister cherishes and loves the most is her job. She told me before that he and her brother-in-law discussed it. Ruth, she will not resign from the job herself."