"Ah, I'm sorry."

Moriati's voice came from there, followed by the sound of something being replaced.

“GAY。”

Sherlock's voice was fast, but clear.

After William heard Sherlock finish, he heard Jasmine say in surprise, "What did you say?" ”

"Nothing, hello."

Sherlock's voice was still cold, and even if William hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could imagine what his expression was like now.

"Forget it, I'd better go," Moriati's voice sounded apologetic, "I've always been a little clumsy. ”

"Golden ······" Jasmine was about to say something when she heard Moriati interrupt her.

"We'll see you at the Fox in a moment, six o'clock," Moriati's voice straightened with a slight smile, "nice to meet you." ”

Then there was footsteps and the sound of the door closing.

William thought the wine was over, but he didn't expect Jasmine's voice to appear in it again.

"Who do you say is GAY, we're dating," Jasmine's voice was incredulous.

"The nourishment of love makes you very happy, and I have gained three pounds in the last week."

After Sherlock finished his business, he heard Jasmine silently say, "Two and a half pounds." ”

"Three pounds."

Sherlock affirmed.

"Sherlock," Jasmine's voice seemed to be suppressed, and she said loudly, "who do you say is GAY, and why are you destroying it······ He's not. ”

William didn't listen to what he said, because at this time, the suspected "radio" object was focused on making a "didi" sound, which was very rhythmic, like a countdown before the bomb exploded.

Bomb?

William was stunned for a moment, and instantly remembered that this time the case was not "Bombard"?

Could it be that Morearti wanted to blow him up in the car while his attention was on this "radio"?

Thinking of this, William secretly looked at the driver who was still silent in front of him, he was motionless, if William could not hear his subtle heartbeat, I am afraid that this person would have died.

Inside the "radio", Sherlock's explanation has been finished, and William listens to the faint "Didi" sound and wants to open the car door, but it is already locked.

Fooled.

It was a scam from the start!

William thought of this, he was not afraid, he knew that as long as it was even if it was the last second, he would be fine as long as he "teleported" out before that second.

"Moriati wants to kill me?"

William said, his eyes fixed on the motionless driver.

The driver did not answer.

"Don't want to, do you?"

William smiled, "I don't have that much time to wait for your answer, so I can only make you suffer a little." ”

Saying that, William recited a "heart-piercing", and the driver felt unbearable pain in an instant, he lay on the steering wheel, and was about to curl himself up, but in the whole car, the space was so small, he couldn't do it at all. Within a few seconds, the sweat had already penetrated his clothes, but he still gritted his teeth fiercely, just not to speak.

"I'm afraid it's too late."

William said, looking at the "radio" in his hand, laughing, through two "teleportations", William threw the "radio" into the ocean and returned to the car, back and forth, in less than a second.

William sat quietly, the driver in front of him had fainted in pain, but Moriati still did not appear.

William didn't move, he was waiting, waiting for Moriati's notice.

Indeed, it is the notification.

The purpose of Moriati's actions is obvious, there are only two.

One was to blow up William, because Mauriarti was jealous of William's power; Second, I'm afraid it's just to see William's ability, because he doesn't know William's ability.

Sure enough, within a minute of William, Moriati's voice came from the roof of the car, and his voice was very surprised, as if he had discovered some secret.

"I thought you were just an ordinary wizard, but I didn't expect you to look so much more powerful than them."

"Looks like you've seen wizards."

William said.

"I've seen, you know, how hard it is for someone like me to believe in science to accept such non-scientific things, but luckily, wizards are very rare, and they hardly move around here," Morriatti said, with nostalgia in his tone, "I once met a wizard who, of course, wasn't as good as you, and then he blew himself to pieces in front of me. ”

Moriati said, his tone very excited, "Please don't get me wrong, I didn't have the ability to kill wizards at the time, I just accidentally broke into a dilapidated house, and saw two wizards killing each other there, you don't know, that thing really felt like a dream to me!" ”

As if in a dreamy tone, Moriati continued, "Since then, I've been very curious about creatures like wizards, why do they use magic when they are also humans? ”

"I'm sorry, if I'm not mistaken, you do call him magic, right?" "I researched and every wizard is exactly the same as a human being, and there is no change in the slightest, but when I was in my brain, I found a special substance, which is very subtle, and if I hadn't accidentally seen it, I am afraid I wouldn't have found it until now." ”

"What you're trying to say is your research?"

William didn't care about Moriati's words, and he wouldn't be surprised at all that even if Moriati artificially created a wizard.

"Oh, no, of course not."

Moriati said regretfully, "Then let's get back to business." ”

"You're going to have to help Sherlock." Moriati said.

"Didn't you already guess this?" William said.

"I don't want to be your enemy,"

"If you want to kill me, it will be easy, and I never joke with my life. ”

"I'm not going to get involved in the war between you and Sherlock, as long as you don't touch my bottom line," William said, "Of course, I can advise you to stop your wizarding research program, or you won't be wanted by the National Wizards Association." ”

"The Wizards' Guild?"

It was obviously the first time for Moriati to hear about this association, and he was stunned for a moment, obviously with a hint of "I see", "I have long known that abnormal people have a relationship with the government, and it is really good······ As for your suggestion, I will consider it. ”

William said that, he stretched out his hand to pull the door, and the sentence "shattered bones" shattered the entire car door and turned it into debris.

"I hope we don't see each other next time, Mr. Morriati."

William said, got out of the car, turned around and walked like Baker Street, and bought a lock on the way and brought it back.

By the time Sherlock got home, Aunt Hudson had already returned, and she looked at William and asked with a concerned expression, "Will, it's terrible to hear that there was an explosion on the other side!" Luckily we're okay on our side. ”

"That's true," said William with a smile, "by the way, Aunt Hudson, something knocked the lock on the basement just now, and I bought a new one." ”

William said, explaining to Aunt Hudson why he had picked the lock, and giving Aunt Hudson the key.

"Oh, it's horrible!"

Aunt Hudson said, looking worried, "I don't know what happened to that 'Bombardier'. ”

"He must be bored, like Sherlock."

After William finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh to himself, "It's like Ultraman fighting a little monster, and the two are always indispensable." ”

"Will, what are you talking about?" Aunt Hudson looked at William quizzedly, and said, "I don't understand." ”

"Nothing."

William said, looking at the watch, "Watson and Sherlock will be back in a moment, and I think we should prepare some dinner." ”

"That's right, they must not be able to take care of eating in this world, so I'll do it." Aunt Hudson said, and went into the kitchen in high spirits.

Aunt Hudson went to cook, and William continued to read the newspaper in the living room, and accidentally read an interesting report at the bottom of the newspaper: Guide Dog Saves the Blind Master.

Specifically, a twelve-year-old girl was blinded in a car accident, her parents bought her a guide dog, just a few days ago, thieves entered the house to steal, was found by the little girl, afraid of being exposed, wanted to kill the little girl, but was bitten by the little girl's guide dog, the thief killed the guide dog in a rage, but the little girl was saved by the neighbor because of this time.

I don't know if Earl D saw the news.

William thought when he heard the door open.

"Hey, Sherlock, Watson, how are you doing?"

William turned his head sideways and greeted the two.

"It was great at first, but now it's getting into trouble."

Watson spoke, explaining to William what they had gained, and what they had done.

It was already known that the owner of the shoe was a teenager named Carl twelve years ago, but they already knew what the "bombinee" was trying to tell them.

"What a pity, do you want some dinner?"

William said, looking at Sherlock.

"No, I'm going to go up and look up some information." Sherlock said, hurrying upstairs.

"Where's Watson?"

William turned his gaze back to Watson.

"Oh, no, thanks, I'd better go help Sherlock."

After Watson finished speaking, he said hello to William and went upstairs.

Seeing this, William sighed and followed upstairs.

"I think one more person, at least there will be more opportunities."

William said, walked over to the couch next to Sherlock and sat down, looked at the materials on the table, and said, "Are you looking for Carl's information at that time?" ”

Sherlock didn't raise his eyes and didn't pay attention.

William shrugged his shoulders and looked at Watson, who was reading the text message to the side, and his face was a little bad at this time.

"How Watson?"

"It's a text message from Sherlock's brother Michaelft."

Watson said, glancing at Sherlock, "Ask how things are going." ”