John was dumbfounded, he must have hallucinated, just now he was still suspicious, now he is sure.

Because no one can pick up a big dog as tall as a kid at his waist!

"This world is going to end, you are the burial object!" Lance pinched the hind legs of the dog he was holding in his arms by the way, and saw that it was not honest, so he slapped it directly on the head.

John blinked vigorously with flowers in front of him.

Lance continued to pinch the dog's mouth, it looked very incredible, the big mouth was obediently caught between Lance's two fingers, and in addition to that, he heard the sound of 'whine' again, like a whimper.

“…… Oh my God. The only thing John could do was rub his eyebrows.

"It's useless to shout God when there is an earthquake. Lance's eyes lit up and he looked down at the puppy in his arms, "The footprints we just saw outside should be his." As he spoke, he grabbed the dog's paw and raised it at John, "I thought they should have put a monitor on us so we cooperated, but now what scares me more than what they want is an unknown natural disaster." ”

John: "Hmm. ”

"I swear I'm going to beat Sherlock so much that he doesn't even recognize his brother!" Lance breathed a sigh of relief, shoved the puppy into John's arms, and then pulled the collar around its neck, and found that it was relatively soft rubber, but it was not tethered, "Look, just beat it up if you don't bark!"

John shook his head vigorously again, telling himself not to be afraid.

The touch of the hand is indeed smaller than it seems, and the eyes will be deceived when the brain is deceived, which he knows as a doctor, although he was bitten by a dog halfway, but it is indeed a puppy.

"In a candle?"

Lance nodded, and shook his head again, "I came in much shorter than you, and I'm more sensitive to danger, so I was a little alert when my mind was a little dizzy, and when I saw that you walked and changed the route into a small S, I was sure that we had inhaled something now, and there were many places where I could be drugged, but I didn't notice that they drugged me when I was moved over, and I didn't feel awake when I removed a few candles just now." ”

John was silent for a moment, "You're much calmer now. ”

"Yes. Lance raised his hand in front of John, his hand was very beautiful, it was probably a bony knuckle, slender and powerful, and there were a few obvious calluses on the palm of the hand that had been turned over, but it did not affect the appearance, and now the hands were shaking slightly, "I am afraid of death, I am very afraid of John, and I can now describe my fear in beautiful sentences of more than a thousand words, so I have had enough of whatever they want to play." ”

John subconsciously hugged the dog in his arms, small, stuffed in his arms and felt no threat, and lowered his head......

Well, it seems to be a little sober.

Lance mentally calculated how long he had been here, the text message to Lestrade had been deleted by them before they entered the castle, and Mycroft's men were probably not vegetarians either.

"Scare the child in your arms, John, and you'd better show your killing momentum on the battlefield. Lance touched the tip of his nose, "The child will run to his mother when he is frightened." ”

John's eyes rolled, and he quickly understood what Lance meant, and quickly put the puppy down, and then there was a flower in front of him, and the puppy that was cute just now suddenly turned into the oppressive black dog again.

John grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and he imitated the low roar of a military dog.

Dog: "......"

Lance: "......"

Lance: "Warnings from its taller ones do frighten it. He paused, looking at the puppy who seemed to be stunned, "While you are not a very threatening creature in my eyes right now, I hope that the Society for the Protection of Animals will not condemn me." As he spoke, he bent down and lifted the dog up and threw it forward.

The dog was thrown two meters away, rolled on the floor and got up, both staring at Lance with wary eyes in their eyes.

Lance was silent for two seconds, feeling that this kind of thing still had to depend on him, so he slowly crouched down, looked at the vigilant dog, and after a few seconds he stood up sharply and ran at the dog.

Dog: The instinct of the "......" animal immediately came into play, although the dog was not large, his legs were not long, and he was delayed for a second after being frightened, but he still tried very hard to turn around and run forward, and his intuition was terrifying for the people chasing behind him.

It is true that a dog can run much faster than a human, even if it has short legs.

Lance and John deliberately stomped hard behind it, making enough noise to panic the dogs in front of them.

"I didn't think I'd come here to chase the dog!" John gasped.

"After you go back, pestering your boss to give you psychological counseling, friendship and don't look for a psychiatrist. Lance's heart trembled.

It turns out that the discipline of psychology applies to a wide range of species, and people have a kind of fear of objects that are taller and more powerful than themselves, and the same is true of animals, and Lance is sure that if he had not been more sober than John, and had not seen the dog that had been placed in front of him, perhaps he and John would have run in front of him, and a small dog in the back would have chased after him excitedly.

Although he was forced to be ruthless, he would directly roll up his sleeves and twist his neck, but the sense of the picture was still quite strong.

The dog soon stopped at a wall, and Lance saw it from afar, turned his head and told John to shout with him, as long as the momentum was there.

John licked his lips, nodded, and barked at the dog with Lance.

"Roar!"

"Wow!"

"......," Lance looked back, "I decided to learn a foreign language when I got back." ”

As the two men approached, the dog's love became more and more excited, and it stretched out its paws to scrape the floor vigorously, and its hind legs against the wall were also pushing hard, and the footsteps and roars were getting closer and louder, and its throat let out a low whimper, as pitiful as it could be.

But the wall did not move, and it seemed to know that it could not get out, and that it could not escape, so it had to turn around again, grinning at the two of them, although all four legs were a little trembling.

Lance looked at the wall, his eyes narrowed, John was a little unbearable, but now he can't control so much, at least Lance feels that he can't manage it, he stepped on the dog's head directly with his right foot when his right foot landed, the force was not big but enough for the dog's head to stick to the ground, the dog didn't have the docility in Lance's hand just now, and kept trying hard with his mouth and teeth against Lance's sole, but he couldn't bite because of the angle.

Lance sighed, took off his coat and threw it at it, then rolled up the whole wrapped dog to make sure it was blindfolded before shoving it into John's hand.

John nodded, "Domestic dog." ”

"It's loyalty. Lance tilted his head and tapped on the wall.

"It's just gouging here, and it's guarding here, so this is the exit?" John answered, "but here's ......," he said as he moved a little closer, "there's no obvious disconnection here......

The wallpaper is a single sheet, with no cohesion.

Lance smiled, "It's not the wall. He pulled the sleeve of his white shirt, "There are a lot of traps in the castle, I remember I didn't hear any big movement when I was moved here, but I climbed the stairs. ”

The author has something to say: the network is off at eleven o'clock...... This afternoon's class was anxious, and I came back to rest for a while and looked at the time......

Let's do this first, it depends on the situation tomorrow, the main thing is that the final final paper has been arranged, and mom Dan has to submit three copies next week......

If I had written it last week......

Well, I'm dreaming

Momoda qaq

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