Sherlock didn't answer.

For there was a voice of great excitement that overshadowed Mycroft's call.

"Connie! You okay! My dear friend! ”

Connie: "......"

Although she couldn't see people, she could hear them just by listening to the voice.

It's Sylvester.

The sound didn't come from a helicopter, though.

After all, this kid is afraid of the plane.

He always said he could do airplanes, but he couldn't fly.

He also said that he would fly to London to see her once in his lifetime.

Lifetime......

In the dark, the headlights find a glimmer of light.

A black SUV was parked on the flat ground outside the warehouse.

The two looked down, and Sylvester was waving to her.

A few people came down from the car one after another, all of them were friends.

Connie waved excitedly at them and leaned on the railing.

"Why are you all here? Travelling to London? ”

"Well, Walter's new idea has won an international award, and the award is held in London, so we came over to accompany him......" he said cheerfully.

"By the way, share the prize of 300,000 yuan." Toby, who was behind him, coldly came down and added.

Groove ...... Three hundred thousand.

Connie's eyes flickered, "Then please eat?" I'll rub it! ”

Probably infected by Sylvester's sheer cheerfulness.

And she is a girl who is so easy to be taken away.

"No problem." When it comes to a meal, Walter is still very accommodating.

The old boy had a self-respecting posture in the sky and on the ground, and it was easy to catch Connie's eye in front of the headlights.

"Walter! Congratulations! Connie smiled and congratulated, and looked very cheerful when her eyes met happy.

"But why didn't Meghan come?" After glancing, Connie didn't notice Meghan and immediately asked.

Four people on the spot: "She can't come because of something." ”

Connie sensitively noticed that the four of them were not quite right, and stopped.

“she-ssick.”

Sherlock's voice rang in his ears.

Connie looked at him with some abruptness.

"Let's go down."

He patted Connie on the top of her head.

The helicopter had stopped on the ground, and Lestrade and Mycroft were approaching from a distance, standing tall on the grass.

Connie and Sherlock descended from the roof of the warehouse to the outside of the warehouse, where they joined the rest of the group.

"It's okay if you're okay, we wanted to contact you as soon as we got off the plane, only to learn that you were ...... So we're coming to you. They didn't seem to be together at all with Mycroft, because Mycroft approached and asked, apparently unfamiliarly, "Who are these?" ”

Connie wondered, "There's no one in my house...... How did you find here? "Mrs. Hudson and Henry haven't been home, and 221B is probably all gray.

Sylvester: "We didn't find anyone in 221B, and we found out that it hadn't been inhabited in a long time, so we thought of contacting Mr. Holmes. ”

"Then Walter hacked into the security system of the Sherlock Holmes house, found you and an old man leaving in a hurry this evening, located your phone, and we arrived." Toby □□ to the point.

Connie gasped.

Yo hoo.

Hacked the security system of Sherlock's house?

Connie glanced back at Sherlock.

Oh no, this is already burning in the eyes...... Hey?

To Connie's surprise, Sherlock didn't want to be unhappy at all.

"How's it going?" Mycroft's face was really not very good, and as soon as he walked in, he opened his mouth to ask.

Sherlock looked at the table: "Two hours and 45 minutes to go." ”

The conversation between the two is nonsensical, but Connie, who has just been baptized by perversion, has a numb scalp.

"It's over, so what now?" In less than three hours, it's going to be flooded?

The atmosphere was solemn, and Sherlock was silent, as if he was thinking.

“Isthereanythingwecanhelp？” Sylvester asked, looking up, smiling.

Connie's eyes lit up, by the way, there is a ready-made genius squad here!

"It's a Gothic dam, this dam in front of you...... It's hard to put into words, but someone planted explosives on it, and if it is not removed, the dam is destroyed...... Then the whole of London will be flooded. Connie's worried expression was met by several silent glances.

Toby whistled: "Wow~ This is too exciting." But I can see you're not talking. ”

Sylvester shook somehow: "You mean this place will be flooded at any time?" ”

"Fatty, calm down." Happy shook his head a little embarrassed.

"No problem, just defuse the bomb." Walter didn't see distress, in his opinion, he could even dismantle a rocket, what a bomb was.

Mycroft has always been well-informed, and from the beginning of the meeting to the present, he has sent text messages to ask people to find out the background information of these people.

Although his younger brother is smart, he is not a professional bomb disposal expert, and it is too late for him to send a team over now.

It was this group of people who had the best chance of defusing the bomb.

"Then, gentlemen, it is up to you to help, and the British Government is grateful for your help." Although he was in a high position, Mycroft did not have the temperament of an ordinary bureaucrat, and he could always sincerely respect those who were truly capable, and the Walter people clearly felt his sincerity.

Toby took off his hat and gave a gentlemanly salute.

"Our pleasure, Your Highness."

The moonlight in the sky faded, and the team followed Mycroft into the dam, but Sherlock was still thinking.

Suddenly, a thunderclap suddenly appeared in the air, exploding the dark clouds.

With this dark cloud, Sherlock's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had figured out something.

"Connie."

"Stay here."

“？”

"......" Sherlock did not answer her question, but drove Walter and his group in the car and left directly.

Connie stood there with a bewildered expression...... So is she going to go to Sylvesta and them?

After thinking about it, Connie turned and walked towards the dam, maybe it would rain in the next day, so she might as well go in and take shelter from the rain.

"Maniac on the grass, madman on the grass, reminiscing about games, daisy garlands and laughter. You must make them behave properly......" The heavy metal music startled Connie at first thought, and when she came back to her senses and heard the lyrics being sung, she suddenly felt cold.

"Who!?"

"Who's there!?"

Connie took a few steps back, staring at the grass with fear, and ran away at the slightest move!

But the song was only sung, as if it had not moved in place, and Connie saw a glimmer of light in the grass, which seemed to emanate from the grass.

A few steps closer, she saw the culprit who was making the sound.

A mobile phone.

Looking around, Connie ran over and picked up her phone, which was a memo prompt.

【THEGAMEISON】

With a shake of her palm, Connie almost threw her phone away.

She exhaled deeply, forcing herself to calm down.

This should be Bill's dropped phone, a pre-set alarm clock.

But as soon as she turned it off, a call came into her phone, showing her name: Bill.

This time, Connie didn't hold it, and dropped the phone with a soft hand.

Guan was still thinking about the screen, and the brain-damaged music was chanted over and over again in the air, and Connie picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"......" even the breathing is amplified and lightest.

On the other end of the earpiece, there was a faint, steady breathing sound.

Long.

"Hello, Connie." It was Bill's voice.

Connie immediately clicked it off, holding the phone trembling slightly, and turned around and ran towards the dam.

"Ding-dong." As soon as the phone page lit up, a text message appeared on the screen.

"Sherlock is gone, let's play the game." -- Bill

Connie didn't know what was going on, but Sherlock's departure might have been intentionally guided by Bill.

But he's dead!

She saw it with her own eyes!

Standing still, she looked at the warehouse, then turned and ran back to the rooftop where she had been.

On the rooftop, she looked at the bare ground with a white face.

No.

Nothing.

There was no Bill's body, and there was no black liquid.

It's clean like no one has ever been here.

If Sherlock had been here, he would have been able to see a different mark.

Annoyed, Connie dialed Sherlock's phone, only to get the news that he was not in the service area.

Go to Mycroft first!

Connie made up her mind, but another text message came from her phone, this time, with a picture attached.

"Play games with me alone, or your friends will ...... bang！ In the picture, it is Pauline and Jasmine who are unconscious.

Both of them were naked, but their abdomen was cut open, and Connie saw a hand next to her, and what she was holding was ......

Connie tapped the keyboard at a rapid pace, "What did you put in their stomachs!?" ”

Immediately afterward, she immediately dialed her own phone.

"Bruce? What happened to Pauline and Jasmine? ”

"Oh! Connie, are you alright? Thank God. Bruce shouted happily from there, but Connie couldn't laugh.

"They're fine, the doctor said they had lost a lot of blood, and they were fine."

Excessive blood loss.

"You ......" she wanted to open her mouth to remind, but the phone heard the sound in the text message.

"I have the key to control a qiē! If you cheat, I'll ...... bang！ ~”

Connie blocked it, and when she wanted to say it, she swallowed it back again.

"What's wrong, Connie?"

"It's okay, Grandpa Bruce, Mycroft and Lestrader are here to pick us up, Sherlock is following the clues, I'll be back here when they're done, if you're okay, go home and get some rest." After thinking about it, Connie still didn't let Bruce stay in the hospital.

"Good girl." When the text message came again, Connie looked up at the camera on the top of the top door, gritted her teeth and hung up the phone.

"Now, then, let's play the game, little friend." Like the gates of hell, slowly opening.

The madman controls you, just as the madman controls me.