"Driver, wait for us here, the meter is on, let's go in and pick up people and come back......" Seeing the driver nodding, Connie and Bruce got out of the car, and before taking it away, Connie turned back to the driver and smiled: "I'm sorry...... If we haven't come out after twenty minutes, can you call the police for us? ”

Looking at the frightened look on the driver's face, Connie smiled apologetically again: "We're here for me...... Dad's, his phone has not been able to get through, he is a detective, he has been helping the London Police to solve the case, I am afraid that something will happen to him, locate his mobile phone, and come to find him with grandpa. So ......" Seeing the driver staring at her face, Connie smiled brightly: "I am adopted." ”

The driver turned his head very embarrassed and nodded: "Okay, if you don't come back after twenty minutes, I'll call the police." ”

When they were far away, he closed the doors and windows and drove the car to a more secluded place.

Not to mention that he thinks too much, the sun is about to go down, and he is really a little afraid.

Taking advantage of the free time, the driver turned on some music and took out the burgers and cokes he had bought for dinner.

Over there, Connie, who was walking with Bruce, walked near the dam and found some abandoned warehouses.

But when I walked around, I didn't see anyone.

"Split up?" Brustiy.

It's already getting dark.

Connie nodded: "Ten minutes, no matter whether you find anyone or not, you will finally gather here, and the police will arrive at that time." "I just hope that the lace can be reliable......

In the abandoned warehouse, Connie turns on her phone's flash and dials Sherlock's phone, but there is no sound of thought around.

Ten minutes passed.

There was still no news from her, so she had to return to where she was.

In the distance, Bruce also seemed to be back from the other corner.

Connie sighed, "Grandpa Bruce, I really don't think I found Sherlock, how is it, do you have any news?" ”

The man approached and shook his head.

Connie stood there dejected: "What should I do then?" ”

Just as I was thinking about whether to call Mycroft, there was a sound around the corner.

"Who!?" Connie took the light of her phone and shone it straight through.

She took a deep breath and crept over to the voice.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, there was another voice.

As everyone knows, the person behind him gradually approached, and the faint light hit his face, a terrifying and ugly face, and the long hair was tied up and put behind him, not at all Bruce's kind and kind face.

"Hmm......" The voice seemed to be a little painful.

Connie didn't feel like Sherlock's voice, but it felt a little familiar, so she quickened her pace and approached, "Who is it?" ”

Around the corner, there is a white-haired old man who has been tied up.

As soon as the light passed, Connie saw the mottled blood stains on the white hair and the familiar face: "Grandpa Bruce! ”

Connie rushed over, picked him up, and began to untie the rope from his hands.

And Bruce, who was uncovered, couldn't wait: "Connie run!" Someone attacked me! ”

His head was slightly raised, and he saw the person walking slowly behind him, with a pleasant smile on his terrifying face.

But in his eyes, he looked like a demon.

Connie sped up her hand: "Okay, let's go, and then notify the police to come and save people!" ”

As it stands, someone must have kidnapped Sherlock, and that person is here right now!

The rope was halfway untied, and Connie's forehead was sweating profusely.

"Run!" Under Bruce's trembling voice, Connie's whole body froze.

For she heard the sound of the iron rod scraping against the ground slowly.

And that slight, deliberate footsteps.

The man who looked a lot like Grandpa Bruce just now!

She looked back in panic, and a horrified, bloody face rushed into her eyes, pupils constricting for a moment.

Fear poured out.

The most instinctive reaction of man.

He laughed, as if he had met a fun toy, and looked at Connie, who was stupid but trying to suppress her desire to scream, and felt that she was much more powerful than other children.

"Kid, is it okay to play a game with your uncle?"

#玩你麻痹! No, uncle, we don't make an appointment! #

Connie turned her back, untied the dead knot of the rope, and shoved the phone into Bruce's hand.

"Come to me whatever you want, don't hurt my grandfather!" She knows a theorem.

All criminals who are interested in her are more or less psychopathic.

So she calmly thought about it at this time - to attract the attention of the criminals by herself, so that Grandpa Bruce could rush out to find help.

At this moment, Connie was extremely glad that she had spoken to the driver earlier.

However, the little sheep in Scotland Yard are too unreliable, and they are not at ease if they give their lives, so the plan for now is to let Bruce be saved and go to McCroft.

Connie squeezed Bruce's hand and whispered a McCroft in his hand.

Bruce understood at once, but was still worried about Connie.

"Sherlock is in your hands, right? Is he okay? ”

The madman laughed, "Very good, I like you very much!" Connie. My name is Bill. ”

His smile wasn't that hearty one.

In fact, Connie couldn't contain the tremors all over her body now.

Because when he laughs, it's really more terrifying than a female ghost laughing.

The kind of coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow, who else is gone.

"Then you can come with me." Thinking that Connie's small body couldn't withstand him, Connie stood up and stood in front of the man in the dark: "You promised me that I wouldn't hurt Grandpa, let him go first." ”

The man stared at her, and stepped forward to slash Bruce unconscious with a knife.

Connie gasped: "He's eighty!" You have no humanity! ”

stepped forward to probe Bruce's breath, which was quite stable, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then the whole person was picked up.

She kicked her legs, but was carried away by Bill.

"I can walk on my own!" Connie angrily tried to kick him, but he threw him to the ground.

Dust and pain filled her body, causing her to faint instantly.

"Little wildcat, don't waste your strength too quickly." He dragged Connie's right hand as if he were dragging a livestock.

Connie was already dizzy from being smashed, and now she was dragged away vigorously, and she couldn't resist, so she could only rub the ground, and her back hurt for a while.

Especially when going down the stairs, Connie was so painful that she grabbed Bill's hand with her arm and bit it down hard!

Anyway, she was dragged so badly, and she was not badly contaminated with a little rabies virus!

"Ahh With a short shout, the big palm swung down and slapped Connie's petite cheek hard.

One of Bill's hands could cover almost Connie's entire face.

"Bang!" With a bang, Connie, who was let go, received the hard slap and immediately rolled down the stairs.

I fainted in pain.

Bill rubbed his hands, snorted with a sneer, and walked down the stairs to pull Connie's hair directly.

Sherlock saw Bill dragging a man out from afar.

There was no doubt that at first glance, he was sure it was Connie.

However, in front of her, she is obviously a little out of shape.

His black hair was dusty, his face was swollen on one side, and there were blood stains on his forehead - almost rolled down the stairs, and his wrists were broken in many places...... There was a hint of darkness in his pupils, and Sherlock looked at Bill with a blank face, like Satan.

Silent and cold.

"Yo, isn't that distressing?" Bill grabbed Connie by the neck and threw the person onto the table.

A new red mark appeared on her neck when she let go, her face was flushed, and tears unconsciously appeared in the corners of her eyes.

But the next moment, Bill took a new towel, dipped in water, and gently wiped the dust and blood on her body.

"You see, sleeping so quietly, like a lovely and gentle little angel? Pity...... It's a little wild cat. ”

He pulled out a piece of Jasmine's bed from the bottom, which was a foldable homemade iron bed, and suddenly became a large iron plate that could lie on several people.

He picked up Connie and gently placed her beside Jasmine, then picked up Pauline and placed her on the other side.

All three girls were covered with white cloths.

The sharp knife caressed the white and delicate cheeks of the three people.

"So, who are you going to use as chips for the first game? With all due respect, the further you go, the more difficult the game gets! He chuckled, slashing the blade across his tongue and licking the blood from his mouth, his expression mesmerized.

In the dim light, the flaxen-colored eyes stared at the crazy eyes, and for the first time they were no longer indifferent.

Underneath the calm countenance, a dark light overflowed throughout his life.

"Give you a minute to think. Who are you going to choose? He smiled evilly, and his ugly face revealed joy and madness.

The game has begun.