93. The Death of a Teacher in St. Paul [(8)]
Connie, who was relieved after the call, looked at the golden wheat field and sighed, her phone was really in Sherlock's hand, then he must have seen the text message, to be honest, she was a little sad now - how would she explain what happened last night?
The scene of herself following really made her feel a little scary.
After all, even if it was the hospital's surveillance, she voluntarily followed that person, right?
But it overflowed the hospital, and it was gone!
She scratched her head in annoyance, and a toy model fell from the sky in front of her eyes.
"It hurts!" Connie picks up the little black horse model that knocked her head and looks at Noah, who is laughing wildly.
"It's so easy......" she muttered, holding the model and jumping to her feet, "It's going to fall!" ”
She rested her hand on the mouth of the well, and there was a look of surprise on her face—forgive her for the pleasure she could only get from bullying children at this time.
The face of the child Noah suddenly changed from smug to angry: "You dare! ”
Connie looked at the wooden barrel at the mouth of the well, and put it in her hand: "Why don't I dare!?" ”
"You!"
#论一秒落泪是如何炼成的#
Reluctantly, she took out the model from the barrel, and she walked up to Noah: "Oh, pay you back, I'm joking with you." ”
The model in his hand was snatched away at once, and Noah ran into the house with a swoop, Connie looked at the awkward little boy and smiled helplessly.
Not far away, the sound of a dog barking sounded, and occasionally a human voice: "Goodboy~keeplooking!" ”
Not just one dog, not just one person.
Thinking of something in a flash, Connie rushed out with an arrow, but her swollen knee was weak, and she fell to the ground head-on.
Grandma's really hurts ==
"Connie!? You okay? "People ran not far away, accompanied by the wheezing of police dogs.
She looked up: "It's okay......"
What is this dog licking her?
When she saw the size of the police dog, she couldn't get up again.
#好可怕#
#警犬好可怕#
#面对面的警犬真的好可怕#
She sat up with a soft face, looked at the familiar police officer, and thought for a long time......
"Oh! It turned out to be Officer Eric, are you okay? ”
Eric, who recognized Connie at a glance: "......"
He thought the little girl was frightened, but he didn't recognize him.
"I'm fine, but you...... I'll take you back to the police car, it's a long way here, and you'll have to tell us about what happened last night. As one of the people who saw that video last night, he's also one of the few people who thinks Connie isn't the kind of kid who messes around like that.
"Oh." Connie thanked her and put her arms around Eric's neck - after all, it's nice to have a handsome police uncle come and carry you home when you're injured, even though this handsome police uncle seems to be a bit of a ......
"You can't run around next time."
"Huh...... I'm going to say goodbye to the people who helped me first. ”
Eric carried Connie into the house, Neckar was washing the fruit, and the Field father and son seemed to be in the room, so Connie said goodbye to Becca, and Eric walked out with him.
Connie had wanted to ask the cart in the wheat field, and if they had found the man and Lestrade, but of course she wasn't going to say that it was Lestrade.
But in Eric's arms, she was at ease...... Fell asleep.
Gollum slept and woke up back to the hospital.
It's still the same room, it's still the same bed.
This qiē really feels like a dream.
Connie smacked her chapped lips, glanced at her knees wrapped in steamed buns, and pursed the corners of her lips.
She got up to ring the bell, but the door had already been opened by the nurse.
"Is there anything the child needs?"
There was something strange on her face.
Connie licked her lips, "I want to drink water." ”
The nurse was busy getting a glass of warm water for her.
After drinking it in one gulp, she felt refreshed.
"What about the officer who brought me back? Eric? ”
The little nurse hesitated: "He went to handle the case, you are injured, just lie here and rest, if you are bored, there are paintings in the cabinet to read." ”
Connie nodded, and saw that the nurse was relieved and withdrew. Suddenly felt inexplicable, is she so terrifying?
In the silence of the room, the second hand was turning, and something was wrong.
Nothing is right......
She scrambled to her feet and put on her slippers, only to see a red dot on the wall above her head—no, it was the red light from the monitor, to be exact.
She remembered that there were no monitors in this ward, right? And install monitors in patient rooms?
Aren't you afraid of complaints from patients?
Step by step, the nurse opened the door and came in before her.
Connie frowned, glancing at the monitor.
"What's the matter? Connie? ”
She nodded, "Well, I want to go to the bathroom." ”
Miss Nurse was embarrassed for a while, and if it weren't for Connie's face, she thought the nurse would have let her solve it directly in the room.
Returning for a while, Connie watched the unclosed wards and the nurses who looked at her strangely.
How can this feeling of being in a mental hospital be so strong?
But "Why do you have a monitor in my hospital room?" ”
The nurse was clearly stunned by her question.
"That's not ......"
"Don't lie to me, I'm old enough to know it's a monitor."
"Oh...... Because you are lost, the hospital has installed monitors in the wards to ensure the safety of patients. The nurse's eyes dodged.
"Oh? It's true? ”
"Really."
"Then why don't there be any other wards, only mine?"
“……”
"Okay, you can rest well, it's safe in the hospital, and we'll take good care of you." The nurse's gentle smile made Connie let her guard down.
But she still finds it strange: "Can I make a phone call?" ”
She figured she needed to find Sherlock.
――In view of the relatively unreliable parents who have gone on a romantic trip.
"Okay, then you come with me to the duty desk, but after the call, you have to go back to the ward and rest, you know?"
"Good!" Connie replied with a little excitement, and most of the hesitations in her heart were put down.
She dialed her own phone as usual, but it was answered in three seconds.
"Connie." The first greeting from there warmed her heart, and the whole person was surrounded by a sense of security and settled down.
"Well, Sherlock, it's me."
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just ...... What about Lestrade? Connie suddenly thought of this.
She looked warily at the nurses around her and covered her mouth.
"What's wrong with the police station?"
"He's back?!" Connie's tone was a little surprised, and she was immediately caught by Sherlock.
"yes, you know he's gone?" The problem is that Connie can't possibly know, and that's when they met during the time they were away from the hospital.
Although Lestrade was not captured on the monitor.
Connie responded: "Yes, he's in the car." ”
Sherlock remembered the trail at the edge of the wheat field, where there was indeed a car and three men coming out of it, but only two came back.
One of them turned out to be Lestrade - he thought he was already familiar with the sheep's behavior.
Sherlock narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, and opened them again after a moment: "Stay in the hospital to recuperate." ”
Without waiting for Connie to respond, she hung up the phone.
Connie opened her mouth and heard a beep on the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone after being stunned.
After standing for a while, I still didn't pick up the phone to broadcast the second one, so let my father and mother travel well.
Connie slowly moved back to the ward, and with Sherlock's words, let's stay in the hospital and be a rice worm.
Miss Nurse was relieved to see Connie return to the ward with a calm face.
The 221B on the other end of the phone was like a storm crossing at this time.
"Sherlock, you know I can't meddle in this." Mycroft stood in the doorway with an umbrella, and it was drizzling misty.
Sherlock stood inside the door, their slender fingers holding a glass of hot water across the door.
"I know. So I'm just going to let you be optimistic about Connie. ”
"I know, I've sent someone to watch the building day and night." Mycroft's expression at this time can be regarded as solemn, with a hint of pity in his expression.
Even if his origin is unknown, at least he is now sure that Connie Hudson is a non-lethal being.
"So what are you going to do?" He asked his brother rhetorically, he had never seen such a look on his face before.
#最近越来越看不懂自己小弟了#
#大哥感到很哀伤#
The heat was thick and his eyes were clear.
"I'll help them." He said.
Mycroft's eyes were full of surprise.
Help?
He never imagined that the word would come out of the mouth of his own brother, Sherlock Holmes.
Even though he often does stupid things to help people.
But it never occurred to me to say this.
"Take care of it and go home, just in case...... I don't think mom would mind having another child, after all, she always wanted to have a daughter. And Connie's personality just hit the cuteness of his mother.
McCroft sighed.
Sherlock was expressionless.