Connie was discharged the next day.

The bomber was not idle.

Probably provoked by Sherlock.

Sherlock also began to be away from home all day.

In addition to class time, Alex even brought the study group to his home, and said that he wanted to take care of Connie.

In fact, apart from being a little frightened, Connie didn't think there was anything wrong with her body.

But...... Since Alex wants to accompany her, she will not refuse such a great opportunity.

To this end, Connie also made a snack on the first day to entertain the members of the study group.

Oh no, it's a member.

Just a boy.

Connie, who was holding the dessert, felt a little sorry for the others.

#不过人家竟然吃得很开心#

#也对, after all, not everyone is as indifferent to sweet things as Sherlock, but they are only fond of coffee#

Actually, gabe too, but since he hasn't appeared yet, let's skim it first (*^__^*)

The boy's name is Eric.

eric・。

It's a blonde boy who, like Alex, has a pair of turquoise eyes, in short, full of life.

I heard that it is still the school swimming team.

And Alex is a level of good-looking.

People are also very polite, the only thing that makes her unhappy is that they call her Alex's little sister when they first meet.

R also forget what the hell is le!

But compared to the bomber who 'coveted' her, she still fell in love with this little kid who always deliberately attracted Alex's attention.

After the Statue of Liberty, the pedophile bomber uncle went on to attack other famous buildings in New York, including the New York Walk of Fame in Times Square...... In this regard, Connie's house is very happy.

Richard Beckett and Sherlock seem to form a trio, going after the perpetrator day and night.

For a whole week, Connie watched the headlines that day, and always felt a little apprehensive, but a week later, it was all over.

They were greeted by the bomber's real body, and one of his corpses.

He has a lot of property in his name, and after confiscation, it can be enough for the whole of the middle and lower class people in the United States to eat spicy noodles for several years.

But his identity is very low-key, and the people around him never know that he is a rich man, because he lives in a warehouse in Brooklyn, which makes the workers feel sad.

But he used anonymous accounts to invest in stocks and funds, but he never sold at a loss.

Never sold at a loss - bombs were just his interest!

Connie's eyes popped out when she saw the news.

Why is this world so unfair!

The police said that they had followed the clues to find the criminal, that he was not a terrorist, just a pure bomber, and that Bau's description of the criminal mind was that he was a sociopath...... Connie summed it up, isn't she just a psychopath who is rich and loves to bomb.

In the end, the perpetrator was jointly captured by the police, and finally knew that he had no way to escape, and when the arresting officers searched for his traces, he committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

Suicide in fear of sin was decided.

But Connie thought it was ridiculous.

A man who had the courage to confront Sherlock and even trick him - although Sherlock won in the end, he did not lose.

- And Moriarty's men, such a god-teammate is not like the little sheep in Scotland Field.

In terms of quality, it is the difference between top-quality Korean beef and zombie carrion.

Committed suicide by swallowing a gun like this?

How to think, how to feel ridiculous.

And Moriarty, since it was his men, not his admirers, would Moriarty watch such a powerful pawn die like this?

So, when Beckett and Richard talked about it that night, Connie was deeply suspicious.

But they all confirmed that it was the real identity and body of the bomber.

Sherlock didn't say a word, but seemed to be deeply inspired.

Connie was upset, but she didn't want to ask too much, and finally asked Sherlock in private, and after he thought about it, she was completely boiling.

If you die, you will die, and what will you think about!

That's not dead yet!?

After a sleepless night, the police officers in New York went out to search for a large number of people, and finally found Lestrade in a ragged coma in the basement in the early morning of the next day.

He looked like he had lost more than ten pounds, and his face was full of tiredness.

Connie got up early in the morning and heard the news, and hurriedly took Martha's car to the market to buy pork ribs and pig's feet to stew in soup.

The bombing was over, and it stands to reason that he should go back to London.

But Lestrade had to stay in the hospital for a week, and Connie and Sherlock stayed for another week.

Both Richard and Beckett invite Sherlock to help them solve the case.

Beckett had his own partner, and seeing that his boyfriend was in high spirits, he turned over those old cases and stuffed them - Sherlock's IQ was not in vain.

In such a week, more than half of the cases have been solved.

For this, the director and the mayor were too happy to do so.

The money allocated from above was enough to equip all the staff with another set of awesome case-handling tools, and Sherlock even got a pennant...... In the end, Richard took it on his behalf - after all, Sherlock would not appear in such a public place.

And Connie brought food and soup to Lestrade every day to show her gratitude - after all, it was because she was kidnapped, and Lestrade and Sherlock came to New York together, so they ran into the tiger's mouth.

Although it is actually Sherlock's business to be held accountable in the end, Lestrade is a friend, and Sherlock is busy doing good things for New York, so she naturally has to take on this important task at the moment~!

To say that they have all been in the hospital once, even Sherlock has not escaped, but Reestrade's Cheng dù is really too strict compared to them.

After waking up, Lestrade made a note, but he couldn't say why, he was directly locked in the basement, and three meals were delivered every day.

There was no useful information, and the bomber was also dead, and it was unknown whether anyone else was involved, so Beckett had no choice but to let go of the matter.

Because of Sherlock and Connie, Moriarty, a crime powerhouse, made a name for himself in the New York Police Department.

Straight from a mysterious high-level criminal boss to a sociopathic with a code name.

The portrait made with Connie's assistance was also released and hunted down by the whole city, but apparently to no avail.

It was as if he had disappeared, vanished.

At the same time, many of New York's mysterious criminals went into hiding and disappeared.

Eric came to the house almost every day.

Usually in the afternoon, Alex and Alex discuss group assignments, but in fact, they have the idea of Connie's daily desserts.

A week passed, and Lestrade managed to regain his normal waist and was raised back to his body before he was kidnapped.

Hudson called and yelled at people to go home, so early on Sunday morning, it was a sunny day.

After being discharged from the hospital, Lestrade and Sherlock and Connie went straight to the airport.

The night before, Connie hugged Alex and cried and talked all night.

Alex is in charge of crying, and she is in charge of talking.

The two exchanged contact information that they could exchange and made an agreement.

As soon as they have the opportunity, they will go to the other country's country as an exchange student.

Connie was originally a person who didn't like to be sad, but when she made it all the way to the airport and finally looked at Alex with tears in her eyes before getting on the plane, Connie's eyes were a little red.

Alex's eyes are all swollen.

Before getting on the plane, Connie was hugged by her and cried again.

"Don't forget me." Alex put his arm around her waist and refused to let her go.

Richard was jealous, jealous, hateful, and distressed.

Connie hugged her tightly, "Definitely not!" I promise you, I will definitely come back! ”

"Yes! I'll look for you in London when I have the chance! ”

Richard: "......"

Beckett: "......"

The two looked at each other helplessly, what the hell is this kind of sense of immediacy between life and death of a little couple.

Lestrade: "A direct flight is eight hours. Connie, you can always fly over on holidays, or Alex over. "Anyway, if you have money, what are you afraid of!

Sherlock: "Get on the plane." He looked helpless about it, but he couldn't express it.

However, Connie's childish appearance made him look at him differently.

As the roar grew, Connie looked out the window, Alex under the plane, and washed her nose with red eyes.

Lestrade: "...... Is it so sad? ”

Connie: "You don't know how to get an old single dog." ”

Lestrade: "......"

Sherlock: "......" why does it hurt a little bit in his knee?