I saw that in the dark, only the "big screen" automatically glowed, like a big screen in a theater, playing movies, and she stood in the distance, small and distant.

Connie was stunned and walked forward, looking at Jasmine's unconscious little face, the gaze on the screen suddenly flickered and turned in another direction.

It's an abandoned warehouse.

Wherever she looked, Connie made this conclusion, she frowned, and felt that her surroundings seemed to start to heat up, and the place under her feet seemed to tremble, startling her.

What is this place!

Will you still move?

Connie froze in fear, and in the silent picture, she saw someone hugging her in the blink of an eye.

Herself.

Connie gasped and suddenly heard a "thump" sound around her, the sound of her heart beating violently.

Where the hell has she been? How could she be inside the screen!?

The sound of "Da Da" and "Da Da" footsteps wading through the stagnant water came from the picture, and the sound gradually became clear, Connie looked over intently and saw the man who walked in, holding her body, with a satisfied expression, but the madness in her eyes frightened her.

Moriarty.

What is he going to do?

A hint of panic welled up in Connie's heart.

"Oh, you're here anyway. Pity...... Today, apart from her being alive and well, you will all be left with only one corpse. Moriarty laughed silently and maniacally.

Connie paused, and heard a voice overhead, "Let her go." ”

Low, muffled, with a familiar magnetism.

Connie's heart jumped, it was Sherlock's voice!

"Sherlock!" Subconsciously, Connie called out, and Sherlock obviously made her sense of security burst out at once.

There was a shudder around her, and Connie was almost knocked down by the shaky space.

#多亏她站稳了#

"Who?"

"Connie?"

It was still Sherlock's voice, but this time the voice enveloped the entire space, and Connie looked up without tears, even though it was still dark.

"You can hear me!" There was tremor and excitement in his voice.

#可算是解放了#

Hearing this, Sherlock glanced at Connie who was fainting in Moriarty's arms on the other side, and stood in place with an unchanged expression, Moriarty obviously still had a bunch of show-offs to vent, and he silently spit his heart into his heart.

"What's going on?" He asked, hearing a sobbing sound from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't know, I was knocked unconscious in the police car, and I woke up here......" Connie babbled about the process, and Sherlock's eyes revealed a deep disdain for Lestrade.

"What now?" Connie wanted to cry without tears, and Sherlock moved her brow, reassuring her.

A red dot against his forehead and slowly moved to his chest, and he looked down to see the deadly red dot on his chest, pursed his lips, and raised his gun in his hand.

"Oh~" Moriarty looked at Sherlock lightly, whistled, and stroked Connie's sleepy face with his hand, but Connie only felt goosebumps all over her body.

"If it weren't for her, I might have played with you a little longer." The implication is to kill Sherlock now.

Connie was nervous, afraid that Sherlock would really be treated by Moriarty.

She stood up and tried to run towards the big screen, maybe out of this box, she would be able to return to her body?

But no matter how she ran, she seemed to be spinning in place.

Eventually, Connie sat down in frustration, sweating profusely.

Sherlock knew what Connie wanted to do, but at this time, he didn't think it was a good idea for her to return to her body, and he looked at the sleeping man in Moriarty's arms, his eyes were deep.

"If you're going to kill me, why did you bother to come here to find me?"

His calm look stunned Moriarty, but Connie knew that Sherlock was stalling for time.

But what's the use of that, *OSS is obviously here to show off!

However, Moriarty's reaction turned out to be discolored.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sherlock with displeasure, as if someone had spied on his secret.

But this matter could not be deduced by him.

He looked down at the warm body in his arms, and then at Sherlock, and their eyes collided in the air, and the collision of sparks was like lightning.

"Because I'm not just going to kill you." He suddenly smiled dangerously.

"I'll still skin you and tear you apart." He spoke slowly, word by word, as if he were savoring every word.

Sherlock didn't react, but Connie was tingling at first.

#多年未见, the metamorphosis of *oss is getting more and more terrifying#

Moriarty took Connie back with her arms in her arms, a smile on her lips, and Connie looked at her body in his arms, and mourned for herself for three seconds.

#然而更严峻的是接下来的三秒#

#夏洛克似乎很快就要被杀了#

With her heart pounding, Connie breathed hard and stared at the situation outside, but unfortunately all she saw was the small screen, and the space in this screen depended entirely on Sherlock's gaze, and his eyes were on Moriarty's pair of eyes as blue as the sea.

Connie was breathing too fast, looking at Moriarty's raised hand and the gun she was holding, her heart was about to jump out of her chest—if she had one now.

Suddenly!

A mobile phone rang, Connie only felt familiar, and saw Moriarty holding her with one hand and taking out the phone with the other, and the □□ was thrown to the ground by him, but the sniper in the distance was still facing Sherlock, and neither side dared to act rashly.

Connie blinked, her heart fell, only to hear Moriarty's sudden loud cry, which made her eyebrows skip a beat.

The next second, he hung up his phone, squinted at Sherlock, and then turned his head to look at the person in his arms, and finally brought up the □□ again.

It seems that the phone call didn't stop him either.

Connie only felt that something was wrong, and before she realized it, the gun in Moriarty's hand burst out with a bullet.

"Don't!" Connie screamed, and in her constricted pupils, everything died.

"Sherlock!"

"How are you, Sherlock?"

Connie didn't know what the situation was, so she could only call Sherlock's name anxiously one after another, and in silence, Moriarty's eyes suddenly shrank.

"Come out!" He suddenly let out a roar.

Sherlock's gaze turned, and a sentence of "I'm fine" came from above Connie's head, she quickly looked at the big screen, and from around the corner, a blonde girl came out, with a good appearance and figure, and the cunning in those eyes at this moment was undoubtedly revealed.

"I know you won't listen to me." The woman spoke pure English, but there was a certain familiar tone, and a pair of royal blue eyes like Moriarty were bright and beautiful.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and looked at the man, but he was not angry.

Sherlock looked at the woman and was surprised.

I couldn't see the slightest flaw.

This woman was the first.

There is not a single clue on the body.

"Huh?" After entering, the girl suddenly looked at Sherlock with some surprise in her eyes, and then at Connie in Moriarty's arms, and meaningfully probed her gaze to Sherlock again.

Sherlock's eyes narrowed in displeasure, he couldn't guess what it meant, and he had never felt it before, not even McCroft......

Connie was somehow nervous when she was swept by that gaze.

The fox's suspicious gaze swept over Sherlock, and the girl suddenly stared at Sherlock's eyes, and said in a low and low Chinese voice: "Friend? ”

The pronunciation, although it is a blonde girl with blue eyes, is purer than a Chinese.

It's like a real Chinese.

Connie's heart jumped suddenly, and she suddenly knew where the familiarity came from, and she paused, and secretly asked Sherlock to reply.

Sherlock didn't move, listening to the voice from the bottom of his heart, paused, and still learned the pronunciation of those words with his extraordinary ability to imitate.

looked at the woman expressionlessly: "The Heavenly King covers the tiger." ”

He knew what he meant by the previous phrase, but he didn't know what that phrase meant.

Sure enough, the blonde woman's face was suddenly startled, and then she looked at Sherlock's gaze became strange, and Connie was also confused by the thousands of changes.

It seems hard to accept.

#大概是以为夏洛克被人穿了#

Connie looked at the man's face with understanding, and suddenly his head was dizzy, and the whole person passed out immediately.

There was no sound in his heart, and Sherlock frowned and shouted, but there was no response.

Seeing this, the woman probably misunderstood something, took Moriarty's hand and stepped back, directly picked up Connie's body, and threw it straight at Sherlock, and her body in mid-air was safely picked up.

Sherlock hugged Connie's thin body and looked at the woman, Moriarty's gaze visibly tinged with anger.

“thank。” He said yes.

The woman nodded, "I'll come back to you again." ”

When the words fell, he pulled the person and disappeared directly.

Sherlock's eyebrows jumped, and the two of them, just in public, disappeared.

He looked down, probed Connie's breathing, and saw that Jasmine was still unconscious, so he took out his phone and dialed Lestrade's number.

Half an hour later, police cars stopped in front of the abandoned warehouse.

Sweating profusely, Lestrade ran up and saw Connie fainting in Sherlock's arms, looking empty and sorry.

On weekdays, Sherlock would definitely sarcastically say "you can be kidnapped while sitting in a police car" to humiliate the old sheep, but today's experience is enough to shock and think about it. 166 Reading Network