Connie was isolated.

But in less than half a day, she was isolated by the children in the basement, no one talked to her, and she could only huddle in the corner alone.

Because when Amy went back to the basement again, she asked something that was on the verge of danger: "You look a little like that woman." "God knows how polite Connie is, a little bit like that.

Maybe in the eyes of Westerners, Orientals all look the same, when as an authentic Oriental, these things are more obvious, not to mention that in the far East, there is something called Shen Yun.

When Amy laughed, she really looked like the woman.

However, this question obviously angered the little leader.

After a few provocative words, a group of children have begun to reject her.

"Amy is very nice to us, she will bring us bread to eat, you are so annoying!"

"That's right! Don't bully Amy! ”

The accusations only made Connie more sure that her guess was right.

It's just that she hasn't always carried out her low-key demeanor - if she doesn't fight back at such a time, I'm afraid she will be the first to be pulled out and cut.

"Well, tell me, if you've been here for a long time, why don't you smell at all? I even smelled the shower gel on them...... But they all taste. You should have been here early, right? And the bread you bring back every time, why is it only you who can go out and come back with bread every time? Others never? Where does your bread come from? You can't steal it, can you? ”

As soon as these words came out, the angry scolding of the audience fell silent.

Amy's face turned red, and suddenly tears welled up in the corners of her eyes: "You want to know where this bread came from?" I was beaten in exchange! Okay, right!? ”

Connie has to admit that this little girl is really good at acting, and tears come as soon as she says it.

There was still an eerie silence in the room.

Connie smiled coldly: "Yes, taking a beating can not only give you bread, but also give you a bath?" And the wounds on your body! Connie stepped forward and rubbed the bruises on her ankles with her hands.

"Your injuries are fake......" The questioning stopped abruptly, and Connie's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The bruise on the ankle is still there.

She looked up into her sinister eyes, and there was a hint of a smile in them.

This is a new injury.

Connie took a step back in horror, looking at the girl who could also be cruel to herself, and felt a chill in her heart.

She must have noticed her own defenses a long time ago, so she deliberately ran out and was beaten!

In Connie's slightly frightened eyes, Amy's eyes revealed a smug smile, revealing her arms and thighs, and looking at Connie crying: "What are you doing, isn't it enough to see me being beaten?" I think you're on the same team as them! ”

The thief always takes a bite first.

Connie looked at the basin of dirty water she had spilled, and the suspicious and hateful gazes of those who looked at her, and her heart was pounding.

She felt that she was not only playing with it, but also being played with.

But the group hadn't rushed up to beat her yet.

Connie's injured appearance is also a little scary to look at, and this group of scrawny children have little strength, Connie did not encounter a group of attacks.

"Hmph, you can't fight me, kitten." Amy's snake-like voice rang in Connie's ears.

In the blink of an eye, she saw a smug pleasure in her half-open eyes.

"Even if I can't fight you, someone will come to save me." Connie spoke indifferently, and all the panic and coldness in her heart turned into full certainty at this moment.

"Oh? So sure? But you've been gone for so long, and no one has come to save you! She asked Connie to look up in a disdainful tone.

"Disappeared for so long? How do you know, I've only been here for a few hours? School hasn't even ended yet. This taunt was given by Connie, who looked at Amy with a playful look.

Almost instantly angered her.

Connie smiled and looked at her fearlessly, since she was going to pretend to be weak, she wouldn't do anything to her, right?

Sure enough, she endured it and looked at Connie with even more cruel eyes.

"After tomorrow, you feel good, how proud you are when I see it!" With a look of disdain, she glanced at Connie one last time, got up and walked over to the other pile of children.

With a kind and kind smile, it seems that he has changed a person.

Connie pursed her lips, worried about the IQ of these little kids.

At least she was kidnapped, and the little girl smiled like she was on vacation, so no one really felt that something was wrong?

But she said tomorrow?

What's going on tomorrow? Is there any big move?

Connie frowned, sitting alone on a straw pile, leaning against the wall and thinking.

Late at night, after a day in her room, Connie unknowingly shrank to the wall under the window.

Hungry and enduring the bitter cold, his face and body were as stiff as ice.

Numb to the point that I don't feel it anymore.

But her brain kept moving, and it wasn't that she didn't get up and do sports during the period, she probably had a slight concussion because of the fall, and her eyes were a little black when she stood up.

But walking around obviously annoyed these little kids, and in the end they could only put a little straw on their thin pajamas.

After thinking about it for a day, although she didn't know what the specific action was, Connie still relied on her little head to deduce something.

So many children, almost 30, if they are to be "processed" tomorrow, it is generally impossible.

According to today's inference, child abduction and trafficking is for trafficking, and this trafficking is divided into two types, one is organ trafficking, and the other is direct trafficking.

Who in London has the ability to take in so many children at once? It can only be some underworld organizations, and they are large underworld organizations whose status and power cannot be underestimated.

And the reason for the rush to deal with these children must be because Sherlock's investigation made Edward's couple wary......

There are good and bad, Connie doesn't know what underworld organizations are in London, if you want to talk about the boss, all she knows is a Moriarty, and they are not local.

The moonlight shone into the basement, and Connie gritted her teeth and thought of something else.

I wonder when Sherlock will find her, should she leave some clues? So even if she is really sold to the underworld, Lestrade and they have a place to look.

Just as she was looking for a place to leave a mark, there was a sound of footsteps, and Connie was startled to see Edward opening the iron door.

Without saying a word, he covered his face and pulled Connie and Amy out of the dungeon.

Connie was stared at more viciously by Amy.

"Dad, what are you bringing her out for?" As soon as she came out of the prison door, she screamed sweetly.

Connie wasn't surprised by their relationship, but she was clearly a little surprised by Amy's attitude.

"You go in first, get ready." Connie looked at Amy, who was glaring at her, suspiciously, and turned and walked into the room.

Edward's big hand was on, grabbing her hair.

"It's a shame that your hair is so black that it has to be dyed in a different color." He grabbed Connie's hair with a look of appreciation, and then a look of regret, which gave Connie goosebumps to death.

"What are you going to do?" She looked at Edward warily and greeted him with a rampant smile, as if amused by her expression.

"Heh, what am I going to do? Yes, of course...... Take you away! He laughed a little maniacally, and with his right hand he picked up Connie and tied it to the chair.

And blindfolded her.

There was a cold touch overhead.

What is this for? Didn't you say dyeing your hair? You won't be shaved her!!

"What are you going to do!?" She roared, but the coldness above her head grew louder and louder, and Connie could almost feel the cool breeze blowing over her head.

She...... Bald!?

"Don't!" She screamed loudly.

Fear filled her entire head, almost reaching her throat.

His joyful laughter grew louder and louder.

With a desolation in his heart, Connie cried a little self-defeatingly, but the tears clearly made him more happy.

In the dark grass, there was a commotion, and Edward looked warily over there, but there was no shadow to be seen.

Turning back, he saw a pair of flax-green eyes, different from those as black as sesame seeds, and his eyes glowed with a strange blue light, which looked particularly evil in the moonlight.

And his indifferent expression remained the same.

Without even a muffled grunt, he fell straight down.

Sherlock looked at the electric shocker in his hand and frowned fiercely.

Connie heard the electric shock.

Is this shaved and she still wants to electrify her?

Imagining a sudden bald head, covered with a bloody skin that was still covered by electricity, he was suddenly terrified.

When people are terrified to the extreme, they ignore it.

Connie is the same at the moment.

Just imagining that image made her feel scarier than death.

Left and right are dead......

"Fuck your uncle, you dead pervert, give birth to a child who is more perverted than yourself! It's ugly and scary, and every day when you are unhealthy, you know that if you catch a child and torture and abduct it, you will die a bad death one day! I can sue you! I'm both black and white! Moriarty knows! That's me... Admirers! If you dare to touch me, I promise, he will cut you to pieces with a knife and feed it to the dogs! And Sherlock! He's an out-and-out humanoid killer, I'm his assistant, and he's the most protective of his own people! If you move me, he will hunt you down to the ends of the earth! And my father, he is the boss of the West District, I am the young master of the West District, you old immortal quickly let me go, I can't be merciful to leave you a way to live! After roaring without breathing, even Connie herself could still react to what she said.

But apparently it worked well, and there was no movement behind him.

Connie was overjoyed, could she have been bluffed.

"I know I'm scared, hurry up and untie my rope."

The person behind him actually untied the rope.

Connie was simply flattered, and as soon as the rope opened, she ripped the black cloth off her eyes.

Hum! Let's see how she can teach this a good lesson now......

“……”(?w??)！！！

"Moriarty? Your admirers? ”

“……”╭(°a°`)╮

"A full-fledged humanoid killer?"

"......" she can explain! (っ?? ╭╮??) っ

"A young master in the West District? Well~? ”

ヽ(。 _°)ノTonight, she's on this dog leash.