"Ahh In the darkness, a sharp scream suddenly appeared, but it was not loud.

However, it was enough to elicit a long line of silence.

“…… It looked like someone tapped me on the shoulder. And thanks to Sherlock for not being afraid of what he said just now, he knew that Sherlock and Connie were standing together.

#已经顾不上虐不虐狗了#

#他现在的人生安全和心里安全都受到了伤害#

Sherlock: "......"

Connie: "It's the wind...... she grabbed Sherlock's hand, and shook her head as if she felt several corpses behind her stand up, waving away the thoughts in her head.

"Is there a power outage?"

#缅甸的停尸房怎么动不动就停电#

#真是辜负了死去的人民生前交的税#

"Damn, I'll have to complain to the boss when I get back." Probably because he had lost face earlier, Morric came back to his senses and wanted to regain his manhood immediately.

It's so humiliating to be scared and scream in front of a little girl......

"Haha." Connie chuckled and tugged at Sherlock's hand, "In that case, will you come back tomorrow?" ”

She grabbed Sherlock's hand and pushed the cabinets back, not daring to let go.

By the time she finished pushing the nameless person, she was already sweating.

Wiping her forehead, Connie breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go." Sherlock walked forward with one hand, Connie held Sherlock in one hand and her phone in the other, illuminating the way by the faint light of the screen.

Quiet and secluded outside the room.

Not a single one.

"This young man on duty is too irresponsible, why hasn't he been seen for so long?" Connie grunted, there was Molik ahead, and she just wanted to get out of here quickly.

It didn't take long for Morik's footsteps to froze.

"What's wrong? Why can't you stop? Connie looked up.

Molik dodged away and pointed ahead with the page of his phone: "Here, it's locked." ”

There was a long silence.

Connie didn't even cry or scream, her eyes tinged with a look of relief and numbness.

Let's just say, how can she go home safely when she goes out.

There was a hard pull from behind, and Connie was pulled behind Sherlock.

"Sherlock?" Molik looked at Sherlock in confusion.

He stared at Molik and pulled Connie a few more steps behind him.

"You're not Molik, who are you?" He asked very calmly.

So much so that as soon as this sentence came out, the two people in front of and behind him didn't react for a while.

"You, what do you mean?" Morik looked at Sherlock, his expression full of doubt.

Connie looked at Sherlock's side face, then at Molik, and stood silently behind Molik.

Sherlock lowered his eyes: "When your boss asked you to come here, he must not have told you that you were also an abandoned pawn." ”

"What the hell are you talking about? Mycroft? How could he? Molik answered, and this time, even Connie's face changed a little.

Mycroft and Sherlock, admirers of the two Sherlock Holmes brothers seem to have a strange name, but that doesn't make a difference.

"Don't make a fuss! What we should be thinking about now is how to get out! Morrick looked at Sherlock and Connie anxiously, with genuine worry and a slight anger in his eyes.

Sherlock chuckled, this was the second time he had laughed today, but it was completely different from the last.

"Do you feel the heat?" Sherlock motioned for Molik to look up, and made a gesture with his right hand, and Connie secretly handed over the gun that Philomena had given him.

The action he did was what he often did when he asked Connie to take the gun, and Connie handed it over, and his mind suddenly became confused: Huh? How did Sherlock know she had a gun?

Lucia obviously stuffed it to her secretly! ……？

A gun was pointed at Molik, and the hot air surrounded several people, and there seemed to be a little more light in the darkness.

Molik's face changed dramatically as he pointed at the shot.

Sherlock gestured around the corner and motioned for him to walk over, the tongue of fire scurrying down the hallway made him smell it.

“**.” Again, he cursed.

Then he looked at Sherlock, as if he wanted to hold it back, but Sherlock held the gun and looked at him coldly, as if he had seen him all through.

So, for a moment, Connie only saw Molik like a running monkey, and then turned around and disappeared.

"......" is as naïve as her.

"What now, how are we going to get out?" Connie looked at the approaching tongue of fire, and the cells in her whole body were square.

Sherlock took the gun, shot the bullets inside, and then pulled Connie to the locked doorway.

It's been shot several holes by Sherlock.

He stood still, not moving.

Connie looked sideways at him, "...... That's it? ”

#宝宝更方了啊#

Sherlock reached out and rubbed the top of her head, "Wait, they're almost there." ”

#一qiē尽在我掌握之中. JPG#

Connie: "......"

Break the jar and break it.

She crouched down in frustration: "How did you tell that Molik wasn't Molik?" ”

She didn't notice it from beginning to end!

"The way he narrates, consciously or unconsciously, brings us here."

Narrative?

Connie recalled what Morrick had said, feeling uncertain, "But didn't you decide to come to the morgue?" "They didn't say anything from beginning to end.

"The problem is that he didn't say anything, if it was McCroft's men." Sherlock saw Connie's unspoken words and said meaningfully.

Connie realized: "That's it? ”

"No, and the previous bugging." He saw Connie looking at him intently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Some of them are poorly hidden, some of them are hidden, and at a glance you can tell that they are the methods of your friends and Morik...... However, it is still a little rougher, probably because your friend temporarily changed the hotel, disrupting the original rhythm. ”

Connie was stunned.

Not to mention Molik, she didn't notice it at all, so she said that Philomena and the others had installed bugs in her room!!?

"And tonight's qiē has verified my idea." He spoke again and sat down next to Connie, just as high as she was crouching.

The firelight gradually illuminated the entire space.

Connie looked sideways at his beautiful eyebrows and long eyelashes in the firelight, and his eyes seemed to be hot.

"Why didn't you say it earlier...... We're going to die here, and we can't wait for Mycroft to save us. She bowed her head in frustration, like a bird that had been badly defeated.

In the sultry air, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared.

The shadows were crystal clear in the firelight.

Connie swished her head up and met her indifferent eyes.

"......" looked away for a moment, but was hooked by the red lips again.

Connie licked her lips subconsciously, and a feeling came to her mind that it must be delicious.

#卧槽大难临头她在干什么! #

#智商还能不能上线了! #

#不对#

#重点不应该是刚才夏洛克吻了她的额头吗!? #

#吗????! #

Connie looked at Sherlock blankly: "Hehe......"

"We're all about to be burned to death, and you're taking advantage of the children."

She stared at him.

The shadow of the eyelashes hits the corners of the eyes, and the clear eyes are mixed together, which makes people can't help but yearn for it.

"Then you take it back." He spoke, as if he didn't mean anything embarrassed.

Connie blinked, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked like she had been struck by lightning.

"Occupy ...... Occupy the... Occupy back? She looked at Sherlock with a shudder.

What is the great god trying to make her do!?