When he was about to catch up with him and ask, the phone vibrate, and William raised his hand to see that it was Louis calling.

"Luis, what's wrong?" William answered the phone and asked.

"Of course, I'm asking you if you'd like a few drinks," Louis said, a little embarrassed, "I already know about you, it's a trick of fate, isn't it?" ”

"Wait. What exactly are you talking about? ”

William asked with a puzzled expression, "I think you're weird today." ”

"Well, of course it's nothing, I'm fine, it's you who is bad, William," Louis said, sighing, "I'll tell you the truth, I already know about your breakup with Sherlock. ”

"What are you kidding, when did I break up with Sherlock?"

William was surprised, "To be honest, Sherlock and I never started. ”

"Oh my god, buddy, are you serious?"

Louis was surprised and asked, "Don't you love Sherlock and love to die or live?" ”

"I just want to know who made up this rumor," William said, as if he had thought of something, and asked Louis suspiciously, "Is this something you made up in your head, Louis?" ”

"Of course not!"

Louis immediately retorted, "I just overheard someone say in the bar, they are your friends, I wanted to comfort you, but because you, the mood is so low, I didn't listen to anyone, so I kicked them out, so I wanted me to help······"

"Wait a minute."

When William heard this, he faintly sensed that something was wrong, and he subconsciously looked in the direction where Sherlock left, and the figure had disappeared into the crowd and could not be found.

This is probably Moriarty's conspiracy.

I'm afraid the person Sherlock wants to see is Moriarty!

But how did they get connected, and where exactly are they going to meet now?

William didn't know anything about all this.

"I'm sorry, Louis, I can't talk to you anymore, I can only tell you that you must be safe lately, and don't take anything anyone says easily."

After William finished speaking, Louis obviously realized that something was wrong, and he asked William suspiciously.

"Remember the criminal we used to talk about, he acted, I'm sorry, Louis has troubled you, I'm in a hurry, bye."

After William finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then dialed Watson's phone, but strangely, Watson's phone turned off.

It's simply not possible.

You must know that Watson is a strict person, he never turns off his phone, lest everyone find him for anything, but now a person who never turns off his phone actually turns off his phone, how do you think about it, how do you feel weird.

What the hell is going on?

Sherlock's quiet departure and Watson's inexplicable shutdown all point to one person this time - Moriarty.

But even if he knew that Moriarty had done this, he didn't know how to contact Moriarty.

How do you know where Sherlock has gone?

William thought, and suddenly a figure of a person appeared in his mind.

Dialing 999, William asked Officer Lestrade and got the phone number for Michael Holmes' office from him and dialed it.

The phone rang twice, and was answered by a sweet female voice, "Hello, who are you looking for, do you have an appointment?" ”

"I'm William Stoker, and I'm looking for Mr. McLoft Holmes urgently, you know it's okay to tell him my name."

William said, not giving the man room to speak, and added, "I think he will listen to this matter concerning his brother, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, and you can rest assured." ”

The female voice on the other side paused and said businesslikely, "Please wait." ”

After a while, McCroft Holmes's voice came from the phone, "Mr. Stoker, what do you want to talk to me about so late?······ Is it to persuade me to reconcile with Sherlock, I don't think you should waste your efforts. ”

"No, not really," said William, "I wonder where Sherlock has gone." ”

“······ I guess you could ask Sherlock this question directly, not me. ”

Mark Lovt Holmston replied, "My stupid brother has caused something wrong with him again." ”

"I don't feel good, it's Moriarty, I need him to know where he's gone."

William said, briefly stating what he had found strange.

"Wait a minute."

McLoft Holmes's tone sounded serious, and after he finished speaking to William, he instructed his surveillance personnel to burst Sherlock's walk.

"Sherlock went to the swimming pool, three blocks away from where you are now."

After McCloft Holmes finished speaking, he paused, and added, "My stupid brother will be handed over to you, Mr. William Stoker, and I hope you will not let me down." ”

"Of course, with me, Sherlock would be fine."

William smiled and said confidently.

Hanging up the phone, William "teleported" outside the swimming pool, at this time, it was already late, there was no one in the open door of the swimming pool, William cast an invisibility spell on himself, ready to go in, but when he was about to go up the steps, stopped.

A little off.

Based on Moriarty's knowledge of him, I am afraid that there must be something else to guard against him, then, I am afraid that this empty gate will be a problem.

William thought, silently took a few steps back, summoned the wind spirit in the air, and a gust of wind blew, blowing the plastic bag that I don't know who was still on the ground, and flew into the door, and suddenly, a red light flashed.

It turned out to be an infrared alarm.

Sure enough, it's a big deal.

William thought to himself, regretting that he hadn't learned the skills of wizards properly, otherwise he could have transformed into a worm and flew in.

Now I almost don't even know a few spells that wizards often use, and it's quite heartbreaking to think about it.

At this moment, he couldn't get in the doorway, but he could get in through the window.

Thinking of this, William walked around the entire swimming pool, and it didn't take long to find an open window, which would have been called an exhaust fan if it were more specific, because this place was a restroom.

Because, not knowing the specific situation inside, William did not dare to rush in, so he had to climb through the window and enter the swimming pool.

At this time, the light was on in the bathroom, William listened to the movement outside, and there was nothing, so he opened the door lightly, and when he came out of the bathroom, William heard Sherlock's voice faintly not far away, seeing this, William walked over there.

"Hey, Sherlock, don't pick my clothes, it's not good to be seen by others."

Before he could get closer, he heard Watson's voice coming.

William paused and touched his nose, a little at a loss, not knowing whether to go over at this time.

It's not good if you accidentally see something.

"You're worried about people seeing," Sherlock said, "and there's no one else here. ”

"Sherlock, you don't think our conversation was overheard," Watson said suddenly.

"That's just because those people think too much." Sherlock said unconcernedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the laughter of Sherlock and Watson was heard.

"To tell you the truth, if I hadn't known that we were here to defuse the bomb, I'm afraid I would have thought we were doing," Watson joked.

"Boring."

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, William heard a "crunch", the door opened, and Moriarty's voice came.

"I'm sorry, I've changed my mind again," Moriarty's voice looked apologetic, "I know that no one is perfect, and I only have such a small flaw, but I don't think it's a big deal." ”

"I'm sorry, but I still think it's better to kill you."

Moriarty finished speaking, and there was silence all around.

Seeing this, William lifted his stealth and walked out from behind.

"I'm afraid you're not alone in this matter, Moriarty."

William said with a smile as he didn't mind the snipers hiding around. His eyes raced to Watson and Sherlock, then shifted his gaze to Moriarty.

Moriarty was a little surprised to see William appear, but quickly hid it, he looked at William with a smile, and said, "I remember you said that you would not interfere in the matter between me and Sherlock. ”

"Of course, I remember I also said it, as long as you don't touch my bottom line." William said.

"Oh, I never knew that Sherlock was your bottom line." Moria said with a wink and said.

"It's not too late for you to know." William said.

"Looks like you're really going to protect Sherlock?"

Moriarty frowned and said.

"Of course," said William, "if you have the means to put Sherlock in prison, I won't care at all, and vice versa, of course. ”

"You like Sherlock that much?"

Moriarty suddenly looked at William and asked, "Sherlock, he's not one to choose. ”

"Is it worth it, that's my choice, isn't it?"

William was unmoved, his eyes were so determined that Sherlock couldn't help but look at him for a long time.

"Alright, alright," Moriarty said with a disappointed sigh, "my promise to you still counts. ”

"Thanks," said William, "my answer is still the same one." ”

"It seems that we are indeed destined," Moriarty shook his head and sighed, and then watched William walk up to Sherlock and Watson and said again, "I promised you who that person is, but I never had a chance, and now I will tell you that that person is Vincent Woodridge." ”

"It's him."

William raised his eyebrows, and his expression looked natural.

"Looks like you've already guessed it."

After Moriarty finished speaking, as if he had found something, his face froze slightly, and he said, "I'll go first." ”

With that, Moriarty walked out, and when Moriarty left, the snipers around him followed.

"Looks like he's coming." William glanced at Sherlock and said.

"Who?" Watson felt inexplicable when William came out from the beginning, and he has been in a state of abruptness until now.

"Yes······"

Sherlock said, his eyes looking out the door.