Connie's screams sent the three people on the other side of the screen into a panic, Sherlock's scarlet eyes glowed with madness, John desperately pulled him into the wall and smashed the glass, and Mycroft verbally persuaded him, but it was obviously not enough to calm Sherlock. This article is written by: Starting

"Don't worry, my good brother, Connie isn't dead, you don't have to be so hysterical." The overhead radio was silent for a long time, and then it was heard again.

Sherlock sat against the wall, his expressionless face, a pair of dark eyes seemed to be filled with the fog of the night, tonight, he was his brother and boyfriend, but all his identities could not compare to the war spirit that ignited in his heart at this time.

Tonight, he's a warrior!

Sherlock...... We said okay, calm down, think, you can save her. John knelt on his knees, apparently on the verge of collapse, for the gun that had killed the warden had been in his hands, and his inability to do so had caused the tragic death of the warden's wife.

Most likely, Connie was also involved.

This pervert!

For the first time in his heart, John scolded the sister of his familiar friend, the poor but even more hateful Eurus!

"Maybe I should give you a little stimulation." Her voice was heard on the radio, and the secret door of the passage opened, and the three of them walked down the secret passage into another secret room, this time, behind the glass of the room, the endless sea.

"Now, there's a case ......," Eurus said slowly.

……

Connie woke up in a state of dizziness, and the moment she returned to consciousness, a sudden wave of nausea rushed through her throat, and her eyes slowly opened, and her eyeballs quickly turned left and right.

Beside him, a groan sounded, Connie wanted to turn her head, but she didn't feel the slightest strength, Moriarty's familiar voice came in bursts, but after two breaths, it suddenly stopped.

"Connie? Wake up...... baby's voice rang in Connie's head, and in a short time her body was lifted up, and she opened her eyes to see Moriarty's pale face.

"You ......," Connie was shocked.

Didn't Moriarty get shot?

"Good girl......" Moriarty smiled weakly and leaned against the cabinet with the man in his arms, obviously shocked by the fact that he hadn't been shot at all, but on second thought, his clever mind probably guessed most of it.

"Haha......" he laughed suddenly.

"This time, you can't escape." No matter how weak he is, he has the ability to disguise himself as a demon.

Connie: "......" doesn't seem to be said to her?

Gradually, the strength was restored, the iron door opened again, and behind the door came a woman in white, it was Eurus, she smiled indifferently, but her eyes were extremely cold: "It seems that you have taken her away." ”

She smiled and looked lonely, leaning over to take Connie's thin body in her arms, and easily carried the person away, leaving Moriarty behind him to watch as Eurus plunged a tranquilizer into his veins and gradually lost in the darkness.

Connie looked at the glare of the lights, drowsy.

Eurus stuffed her into a small coffin, nailed the coffin board to the ground, and the trap placed the small coffin into a rotating conveyor belt, placing the small coffin into the other two coffins.

"Now, here's the more fun game." She smiled happily.

In the secret room, the three people who found the murderer were irritable because the three men were killed one after another, Sherlock should have been the calmest one, but because Connie's situation was unknown, he was full of anxiety at this time, although he endured, but from the details of his eyes, it couldn't be more obvious.

Eurus watched her in the monitor, his expectations for Connie rising.

She gently stroked the coffin board and sat back in the swivel chair.

On the other side, the three walked into a secret room with only a coffin and a TV.

The third game.

The moment I entered the door, a notice came over the radio: "One minute talk time." ”

The voice of the little girl on the kidnapped plane sounded, and Sherlock soothed a few words, while observing the coffin in the center of the room, but before any useful information could be gathered, the communication was cut off again.

"Now back to the issue at hand – the coffin." Eurus urged.

The three of them were silent.

"Question: Someone is dying. In my opinion, this is a tragedy, after all, there is still a lot of time that has not been spent, and many words have not been spoken...... And so ...... Whose coffin is this? Shylock? Please start your reasoning, and I'll give you some context shortly. ”

Sherlock looked at the coffin, and a series of words rushed into his mouth like cannonballs, but Mycroft, who was on the side, turned to the coffin lid and interrupted him, "Maybe you can see the name on the coffin lid directly...... It's a pity that it's not a name. ”

He turned the lid of the coffin that was placed on the wall over, and the people saw the words engraved on it.

"I love you." John read out loud and wondered, "So this is for someone who likes someone." ”

Mycroft shook his head: "It's for someone who likes Sherlock, it's all about Sherlock." ”

John gasped.

Mycroft asked Sherlock, "So who loves you?" I don't think the list is too long. ”

John took it for granted: "Connie, Jasmine, Erin Adler." ”

Sherlock walked over to the coffin and stared at the white lining in a daze.

"Erin is too boring, but the remaining two, it should be fun." Urus clicked the remote control in his hand, and the screen began to play a video of her placing Connie in the coffin, a small coffin placed in three coffins of equal size, three identical coffins lined up together, tightly tied by ropes.

"OMG!" John screamed and saw that the three coffins were hanging in mid-air, and not far away was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

"Now, let's play a little game." The screen flashed, but the picture released was Jasmine.

"She's safe, but your little girlfriend isn't, I can give you a choice, if you can make Jasmine believe the release code you say, you can choose a coffin; If you fail, the coffin will immediately fall into the sea. ”

"What does this mean? What do you want Sherlock to say? Who believes? ”

"Mycroft's eyes are heavy, and she's going to get Sherlock to say I love you to Jasmine and make her believe. This would allow one of the three coffins to be saved, and if she failed, Connie would most likely be thrown into the sea. Her rules of the game made John cover his mouth.

The elk was already scared silly.

"This ...... Perverted! He shouted.

Eurus raised an eyebrow, "I'll dial her for you now, you only have three minutes, let her respond to you, I have to get a clear answer, she responds to your like." ”

Let Jasmine say I love you to Sherlock?

"There's an important restriction: you can't reveal any truth anyway, you can't imply that there is any crisis, and if you don't follow the rules, I'll cut it off immediately and drop a coffin into the sea at the same time, understand?"

Sherlock nodded, and John was speechless.

In three minutes, Sherlock did exactly that.

Looking at Jasmine, who was smiling in surprise but genuinely happy in the video, John closed his eyes.

He felt a slight bitterness in his heart, and felt sorry for Jasmine's future injuries.

Sherlock, on the other hand, didn't have Connie in the one he picked out of the three coffins.

"Do you want to keep playing?" Eurus asked.

Sherlock nodded without hesitation.

"Then ......" A picture appeared again on the TV, it was still Jasmine, at this time she no longer had the same depressed appearance as before, she was sitting in a rocking chair with flower tea in her arms, smiling.

Sherlock said everything she could to convince her, even at the cost of lying to Jasmine, who was a person who disdained to lie, which made Jasmine believe, and although she couldn't believe it, she still said "I love you" as Sherlock wished.

But at this moment.

"Tell her that the phone call was just an experiment, thank her for her help, but don't tell her anything about the cause or the truth that is close to it." Eurus's relentless voice rang out, and this time, Mycroft frowned fiercely.

"Eurus, you're torturing humanity!" Mycroft scolded, and John couldn't help but scold: "How can you do this?!" ”

Eurus smiled, and the screen switched, releasing the two coffins, the lid had been opened at this time, and the one with Connie was placed in it, and her whole body was tied up, like the three people who fell into the sea, hanging in the air, and the thought would fall into the sea.

"I'll give you some confidence, if you win, you will save her directly, and if you lose, you will kill her directly." Eurus weighed Sherlock's burden, looking at his micro-expression, knowing in his heart that he had endured it to the limit.

Sherlock eventually did.

Looking at Jasmine in pain and despair on the screen, the three of them clenched their fists, and Sherlock, the moment Connie was released, smashed the entire coffin.

"She's torturing Sherlock!" John was furious.

Mycroft's eyes were distressed: "This is not only torture, but also research." ”

"We're like rats in the lab." Sherlock said dumbfounded, and John knelt down and punched him: "Jasmine is sad, but they are all safe, we can always make amends after we get out, although we can't heal the damage, but we still have a chance." ”

Sherlock looked into his encouraging eyes and whispered, "Warrior." ”

John looked back, "Warrior." 166 Reading Network