[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

Creel's people locked her in a small house without windows. Logically speaking, a girl like her who grew up pampered and spoiled must not be able to bear such a stuffy environment, but Aurora found that she actually adapted well.

She sat in the corner with her knees hugged, her eyes blank.

Both Christa and Catherine believed that Cecil undoubtedly liked her, but Cecil couldn't love anyone.So she has always had a little fantasy, and even when Catherine asked her to do that, she still had a little joy in her heart-if there is no way to live happily together, then it is good to be remembered for a lifetime.

But Cecil personally shattered her dream.

In fact, she is not stupid, it's just that she has been spoiled too much, and there are too many smart people around her, so she feels unsatisfactory everywhere.

She was very happy that Cecil would agree to go out with her, and was even ready to be rejected, but Cecil actually said yes.For this reason, she prepared her makeup and clothes for going out that day a week in advance, checked the plan in detail, and made a strategy. Every step was planned countless times in her mind, and she even rushed through a week's work overnight, just to ensure that day Have time.

——But Cecil doesn't need her to do this, he just needs her to be captured by Krell's men at the right time.She didn't know what he was going to do, but she knew that Cecil never cared about her.

Krista's words and Catherine's request had given her hope.She also tried to give up, and agreed to the family marriage contract for this reason, but the temporary death of Mr. Gloucester became a new opportunity for change. She finally decided to muster up her courage again, and all she got was a dismal result.

does he really love you

Aurora asked herself silently in her heart.

No matter what others say, it can't change the fact she sees—he has never been sincere to her.

Even if he really loved her, what was the use?She can't bear such feelings that are hidden too deep and too shallow.

The love of her life is nothing but a moth to a flame.

It's better to end it.

Anyway, after all, it will end according to the wishes of others.

She... regretted it.

She wiped away the unstoppable tears under her eyes, took out the knife that Jiang Qile lent her, and stabbed it into her chest cleanly.

Blood gushes out continuously, and in the fuzzy blood red, when I was young, I saw a glimpse of the juvenile observatory, and the white moonlight was scattered in the eyes, and she was just a hopeless moon watcher under the night sky.

He and her are like heaven and earth.

She fell limply, opened her mouth, and the broken syllables overflowed, no one knew what she said anymore.

The proud daughter of heaven, who had always been loved by thousands of people, died on a silent and nameless night, in a corner that no one knew about.

***

The news of Aurora's death was completely beyond Christa's expectations, and she was stunned for a long time before she realized it.

"She's disappointed in humanity."

It's not just the hopeless love, what makes her regret is the persecution and incomprehension of her parents, and the merciless use of her best friends.

She thought she was born to be loved by thousands of people, but in fact she was alone.

"Too many people have died..." Christa leaned on Sherlock's shoulder, her voice erratic, "...but I didn't make a wrong choice."

Sherlock put his arms around her, and girls rarely showed such a vulnerable side.Logically speaking, Aurora's death was only related to herself and Cecil, but Christa's reaction...

Sherlock's eyes darkened slightly.

When Cecil made another move, it was he who quickly wiped out the Krell faction who had defected, but Krell, who was the mastermind, still escaped.He brought back Aurora's cold body himself.

It is unknown what exactly happened, but the lazy experimental group started to run at a high speed again.Cecil even went to see Krista herself and asked for a vial of her blood.

Of course Sherlock was by his side, and Cecil immediately recognized this roommate who had been with him day and night on Baker Street.

But this time he ignored Sherlock.

Christa shook her head, with pity in her eyes, "You know it's useless."

"After half a month, I will hand over the control of the Experimental Department to you." Cecil obviously knew what moved her more.

Christa readily agreed and happily drew half a tube of blood for him.

Sherlock frowned, but this was Krista's own decision, and he still didn't object.

"Why would he want your blood?" Sherlock pursed his lips and asked after Cecil left.

"You said that Andre and I were tested to be related?" Christa raised her arm, "I haven't mentioned it to you, have I? People like us are far from being called normal people." Yes. In fact, if you take Qile and Cecil’s for testing, you will find that we all have the same gene. Andre also participated in such an experiment, so there is such a test result. "

"Among those of us with the same genes, my genes can be counted as the most perfect and the best. So they think my blood will have a great effect on people with this part of the same genes. In fact It will indeed have some effect, but you know that my medical knowledge is poor, and I don't know what the reason is. In a less scientific way, the blood flowing in my body is God's blood, heh..."

She sneered, "Cecil probably wants to save people. But after all, people are already dead. Only true gods have the ability to bring the dead back to life."

Christa thought that Cecil was just trying to save Aurora, who had been dead for a long time, but she didn't realize that something was wrong until Aurora's body had been sent back to the Sifull family and the funeral was about to be held.

But it is already late.

She hurriedly dialed Sherlock's phone number and sent several text messages one after another, but there was no response.

Krista's heart sank.

She took Minna's people to the place where Sherlock was said to have appeared for the last time, and the place was already empty.

Christa carefully searched every corner, and finally found the password left by Sherlock in a document on the desktop.

Due to time constraints, he had no time to say too complicated information, and only expressed as much information as possible with as few codes as possible.

After watching it, Christa almost exhausted all her self-control before she calmly said, "Sherlock was taken to the experimental group by Cecil's people."

Ming Anna froze for a moment, not knowing how to react.

...Then, the most troublesome question is, no one knows where the experimenters controlled by Cecil built their laboratories?