"Time's up, your choice?"

The demon pressed the stopwatch and asked the mortal who was playing with him.

He considers himself a demon and can always control a qiē.

Connie wakes up in the cold wind.

In fact, she didn't faint to the point that Cheng Dù was completely unconscious, but she was very dizzy, and it was difficult to estimate the reaction of the outside world and her own actions.

It's like drinking a big bowl of mixed roasted two-pot head, and the whole body is soft.

Relieved, as soon as the cold wind blew, her consciousness suddenly came back to her senses.

It can only be said that the hair that was blown by the wind on her face still made her very uncomfortable.

But nothing could compare to the way she turned her head and saw Jasmine lying beside her.

Her face was pale as if she were a dead person, and if it weren't for the fact that she still had a warm body temperature to show that she was still alive.

She was just about to gasp, but suddenly remembered her current situation, and suppressed the breath that came out of her throat.

"When the time comes, who do you choose? If you don't choose, it's my turn......" is the perverted voice.

Connie looked up slightly, and saw the madman with his back to her, his long hair and shawl, looking disorganized, and his clothes were very shabby, and he felt like a sewer rat.

Choose?

What are the options?

"Let's start with the most recent one, I don't care anyway." An indifferent voice came from in front of him, and Bill turned to his side, and Connie met Sherlock's eyes.

Seeing that Bill was about to turn over, she immediately lay down and relaxed, closing her eyes.

Maybe he didn't expect a little girl like Connie to wake up so quickly after being beaten so badly, but Bill didn't pay attention to her at all.

"This stupid and weak woman? Tut...... Sherlock, I really didn't expect you to be such a person. I thought that even if you were ruthless, at least you would save the child first, and she would still be the child who lives with you......"

Sherlock glanced at Connie's calm smile without a hint of a smile, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In any war, there must always be a pawn to take the lead, right?" He said it as a matter of course, as if there was no hint of sacrificing others.

Bill suddenly smiled happily: "I know. ”

Sherlock looked at him, "I know you know, too. ”

Connie listened to the conversation, and finally figured out what the choice she heard when she woke up meant.

Just using Pauline as a pawn to take the lead?

"Then, then, the game officially begins, my enemy." Bill's frantic and triumphant voice rang out.

Connie immediately realized: all three of them were chips in the game.

But she thought Sherlock must have something else in mind.

Not to mention whether he is kind in his heart or not, with his character, he is forced to choose - this is not a pleasant thing.

"Don't try to save them, you can save one, you can't save the second and third." Connie heard the footsteps in the distance, peeked in, and saw that Bill seemed to be untying Sherlock, and secretly swallowed her saliva.

I don't know where they're going to play the game, maybe when the two of them leave here, she can sneak Jasmine and Pauline out?

I don't know if Grandpa Bruce woke up or not.

Connie closed her eyes, contemplating whether the plan would work or not.

Sherlock already knew she was awake and might have lured the madman away?

But Sherlock didn't cooperate with Connie's own plan at all.

Almost instantly, Connie felt like she was being picked up.

But she didn't have time to panic.

Because of that familiar smell, she knew who it was as soon as she smelled it.

Not to mention the familiar face she saw as soon as she opened her eyes.

She looked back in surprise and saw Bill running after them.

"Sherlock!" You are crazy!

Although she didn't dare to say it to her face, Connie still used her eyes!

This is what it means.

"Quiet, you're too heavy."

“……”

#夏洛克竟然抱着她就跑了#

Not to mention the mad dog chasing behind her, she was shocked enough by now.

What the hell is going on in this world?

"Damn! Lunatic! Bill behind him scolded, as if to stop.

Sherlock looked back and chuckled, "I told you, I only need to save one." ”

The implication is that other chess pieces are not as important as the one in the arms.

Connie suddenly felt Bill's ** gaze on her again, as if staring at prey.

She buried herself in Sherlock's chest in despair.

Not to mention how much Bill hated her, she couldn't imagine Jasmine's reaction......

As soon as Sherlock's words fell, Bill seemed to be filled with chicken blood again, and Sherlock turned around and ran wildly with Connie in his arms.

It's just-

"Sherlock, why are you running to the roof?" This is death!

Sherlock motioned for her to look down, and Bruce was pushing the iron cart out of the warehouse, and was transporting Pauline and Jasmine out with the taxi driver.

Connie exclaimed in surprise: "So you have already done it!" ”

Let's just say that Sherlock won't do anything to pick her up and run!

Sherlock rubbed her head and placed her on the ground, "But with me, you won't be able to escape." ”

Connie froze for a moment, looking at him as if he was smiling but not smiling, hehe, "No, you must have a way to win against that madman." ”

"Huh...... Well, Mycroft is on his way. "Originally, a person, he might have played with this person, but it was he who broke the rules of the game first.

Connie nodded: "If Mycroft sends someone, there should be no problem." "After all, he is the head of an important government agency, and he doesn't have too many agents and heavy weapons.

Sherlock's eyes narrowed, "Don't complain that I brought you?" ”

Connie shook her head: "Actually, it's reasonable, after all, among the three people, I have to be much lighter...... This is the truth, Connie is only about seventy or eighty pounds, and Jasmine and Pauline, although they don't look fat, have already broken through the 120 mark.

Sherlock looked at her in silence and raised an eyebrow.

"But you just said that I was sinking, which is really excessive." Connie pouted.

Footsteps have stepped onto the rooftop.

The two of them turned to look at the comer.

Bill, panting, walked up.

Connie glanced at him with disdain: "It's really ...... to want to kidnap with such a little strength"

Speaking of which, Bill is not too young, how did she get recruited before?

However, his strength seems to be not small, but now he looks like a dying man.

"He has mild asthma." Sherlock's voice rang out.

Connie glanced at Bill in surprise.

#得了哮喘还这么乐此不疲地杀人#

#果然是用生命在犯罪啊#

#这年头的罪犯都这么有人生激情了吗#

Connie glanced up at the dark sky and nervously tugged at the corner of Sherlock's coat.

Why hasn't Mycroft come yet......