186 The Long Finale (1) 0??
Connie is forced to wear the ring, but before she can decide whether to go home or not, after the incident between Sherlock and Erin, she finally begins to realize the problem between her and Sherlock, and not only that, but she also begins to have the courage to face it for the first time.
Although this courage is like a strong man's broken wrist to her.
After returning to 221b from the hospital, Connie was determined to have an open and honest conversation with Sherlock, between them, and between Sherlock and Erin Adler.
However, by the time the two returned to 221b, Erin had clearly not left.
Not only that, but McCroft also appeared in the apartment, and as soon as the two entered the door, they saw two people occupying the sofa in the room.
Sherlock frowned imperceptibly and looked at Mycroft.
He looked over at this time, too, with the phone in his hand, as if he was thinking.
βellγβ He got up and walked over to Sherlock, handing him a black phone.
Connie took a look, it was Irene's.
Sherlock frowned and took the phone, and McCroft's slightly mocking words rang in his ear: "My dear brother, the password you said, it's not right. β
Connie looked up at Sherlock, looking at the interface.
γi'm _ _ _ _lockedγ.
Connie bit her lip and was startled to see Sherlock quickly press the four letters "sher" on the phone.
"Didi"
The screen shows: Wrong password.
Sherlock jerked his head up at the woman lying on the couch, her white legs exposed, and her face looking at him with a look of smirk.
At this moment, her eyes were completely provocative and disdainful.
Sherlock's brow furrowed, and brainstorming swept through his mind for a split second.
Connie only thought it was a little strange - the password was Sherlock's name!
After a long silence, with the last two chances left, Connie looked back at Erin, took the phone in a ghostly manner, and slowly typed out a few letters of Mary.
Click Confirm.
"Ding Dong"
The lock is unlocked.
Erin's complexion changed suddenly, and Sherlock and McCroft's eyes fell on Connie's face, which was amazingly bright.
Erin lowered her eyes and stared at Connie, "How do you know?" β
Her face was a little gloomy, as if she had been cheated, and Connie just suddenly thought of Mary, who was good friends with Irene, so she had a flash of inspiration......
She was stunned long enough for Erin to think about the answer, and she narrowed her eyes like a scorpion, staring at Connie's little face with a deep gaze.
"She told you?" Her words sounded more like a question, more like a threat.
Connie met her gaze and said calmly, "I just had a flash of inspiration. It's a game, after all. β
Erin was stunned, as if she didn't think that this was Connie's words, and from the beginning, her faint contempt made it difficult for Connie to ignore.
She seemed to be suddenly full of courage: "Why do you hate me? β
"Because of Sherlock?"
"Because of Mary?"
"Or is it because of Moriarty?"
Connie had a rare clarity in her mind to list three people who were related to both her and Erin.
She really couldn't figure out if Erin really liked Sherlock, or if she was just a game. Or is there something she can't think of?
Erin smiled.
The smile was very wry.
"All." She spat out coldly, a hint of disdain in her green pupils.
She lifted her chin, looking haughty and reserved.
"You're just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is so dull that it's boring."
Connie couldn't argue with her, but she didn't like the condescension she was in, as if she should be inferior to her, but Connie didn't get angry.
She took a deep breath and looked at her: "Yes, I'm an ordinary ordinary person, so what?" β
"But it's a game, it's only ......," she suddenly pointed to her brain.
ββ¦β¦ to be eligible to participate. β
Connie: "......"
You play your game, and you don't have to play with it!
Connie took another deep breath, feeling that Erin was a little unreasonable.
But there are some things she has to make clear, right today.
She boldly voiced her guess: "I don't know about your advanced things, I just know that you like to play the world, control different chess pieces in your hands, you like to control some of them, just like the abuser, but not all people like to play this game with you!" β
When she said this, she paused, and then puffed up: "However, although you played this game perfectly to the point of flawlessness, you were moved in the middle of the game, didn't you?" β
Erin didn't really move, Connie really didn't know.
But Erin's expression was clearly blown up by her.
"There is no need to deny it, if you can deceive others, you can't deceive yourself, since you are also an ordinary person, you are not qualified for those ordinary people." Connie looked at Erin's slightly stunned eyes, and then revealed a little hurt, as if she remembered something bad, and then the heavy disgust that spread in her eyes made her heart skip a beat.
For a long time, no one in the room spoke.
Irene is like a lonely queen and like a defeated general.
With the last stubbornness and reserve, she got up and walked into the room, and a moment later, she came out in her coat.
Only this time, instead of Connie, she was looking at Sherlock.
βlucky you.β She said so.
Sherlock didn't seem to understand what she was talking about, and when she saw that she was leaving, she said, "Wait." β
Erin paused and looked back, as if with the last bit of hope.
"I scanned your pulse, and your pulse quickened." He narrowed his eyes and held the phone towards her, "In that case, why is the password on the phone wrong?" β
There was a hint of stubbornness in Sherlock's low tone.
Connie was stunned, only to feel that her chest was empty.
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Erin Adler's face was even more ugly.
McCroft was the only one in the room laughing, "Alright, Miss Irene, I think now that your game has an official ending, then...... Come with me, if you still want to leave your life behind. β
Erin stared at Sherlock for a long time, as if deflated, and let Mycroft take her away.
In the room, Sherlock and Connie were the only ones left.
His frown was still furrowed, and the lack of an answer probably made him a little uncomfortable, but Connie's expression clearly grabbed his attention at this moment.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
The author has something to say: On the question in the review: the relationship between Connie and Sherlock - the author points out here that the relationship between the two people is inherently fragile, because this is a newly established "relationship between men and women", a normal, male-female relationship that Sherlock never had. Generally, couples will have all kinds of problems when they are dating, not to mention Sherlock's "heart" to fall in love, and there are babies who say that Connie is "preconceived", I can only say that this is not the key to dominating everything, this is more like a fuse, Connie and Sherlock have gotten along, so long will give her a basic understanding of Sherlock, and Sherlock's "doing" is what shakes her, Connie is not a "strong woman", her setting is not like this, She has her own vulnerability in love. As for Sherlock's "scumbag", the author thinks that others may be defined as a scumbag from a general point of view, but in the original play, the relationship between Sherlock and Erin is a state of ambiguity, but don't forget, Erin is a same! Sex! Love! Originally, this baby wanted to write some abuse.,As a result, you can't stand it just after a foreshadowing.,How can this be done [Spread your hands innocently].γγγ In short, the two have established a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, and falling in love does not mean that everything is stable, there will definitely be other kinds of problems, but the two can overcome them together, slowly go through these problems, and finally enter into marriage, Connie can't always be a "cute girl paper", it's impossible for two people to become boyfriend and girlfriend, kiss and hug and get married, right? Then it's over.,What else to write~~.
ps: Baby little abuse in the past, forget you fragile little goblins = = 166 reading network