【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

"It was a thrilling night..." Watson called Mary in the flashing lights of the police car. "You can't imagine it. I was almost taken hostage."

"I can imagine, John," Mary said with a smile in her voice, "like you said, in the swimming pool with the bomb strapped to your body?"

"Oh well, I forgot I do have experience."

"If Euros really succeeds, do you think Shylock can save you?"

"Of course, it turns out that he would have been just as successful with or without the hostages."

"He is Sherlock Holmes."

"How are the warden and his wife?" asked Mycroft.

Wei Sheng Ling shrugged. "Alive, including the three thrown into the sea. They are all alive. This is one of the reasons why you left me your address, isn't it?"

Fortunately, when she arrived, the warden and his wife had only been dead for less than two minutes. Even so, she could clearly feel the difficulty of reversing time this time.

It was like going back to the time when I turned back time at X Academy - only a little easier than then.

She felt as if someone was helping her.

Obviously, the energy consumed by simply reversing time and reversing time to resurrect someone are not at the same level at all.

"That's half the reason, because I'm not sure if you've arrived in time. I just hope to save as many people as possible." Mycroft replied, looking at the helicopter that had landed on the other side. It was here to take Euros back to Sherinford.

Not many people came from Scotland, mainly to collect the body that had been dead for many years in the well.

"It seems you fought a very difficult battle." Lestrade said, "Congratulations on your victory, Sherlock."

"Thanks, Greg."

"Is it Greg? Wait a minute," Lestrade hissed, and he pulled the young police officer beside him. "I think there's something wrong with my ears. Did Sherlock call my name right just now?"

"You heard it right, Inspector Lestrade," said the young police officer.

"Oh my god, maybe the sun will rise from the west tomorrow..."

"Nothing surprising Greg, I can always say your name correctly, I just don't want to."

"You really are an asshole."

"Yeah." Sherlock responded casually, "Whatever you think."

Lestrade gave him a strange look.

Why do I feel like this little bastard has some humanity?

Sherlock looked up at Mycroft and Weisheng Ling who were talking. He strode over and said, "It was you who left the address for Ling."

"It's obvious." Mycroft said, "The three of us are stuck in a vicious circle. We need someone to break this cycle."

He protects his younger brother but is wary of his younger sister.

Sherlock doesn't like to connect with other people and forgets the past.

Euros watched Sherlock, eager to be remembered, while dealing with Mycroft.

"At the same time, I also need someone who can see the overall situation and help me break the impasse."

While ensuring the safety of everyone and no innocent people are affected.

Olos walked onto the plane back to Sheringford. She tilted her head and looked at Sherlock. "Sherlock, you are a fool who can't save yourself."

"You too, Orlos." Sherlock looked up. "We are both the same fools."

The people in the Holmes family are always unable to save themselves.

The helicopter took off, and Wei Shengling thought, "What will happen to her if Sherlock fails to find Euros this time?"

“It will fall.”

Mycroft said.

"Like that little girl, on a plane full of dead bodies and no one at the controls, crashing with the plane."

She will die of self-destruction.

"I'm a little curious about your previous experiences," Wei Shengling said, relaxing his expression. "Oros told me a lot before, Sherlock."

"Did you talk about my breakdown?" Sherlock asked, "Or the panic I felt when I knew something might happen to you?"

"I was thinking, now you probably know what I was mad about when you used yourself as bait in France."

"Well," Sherlock nodded, "and then what? You don't want to say something stupid like I'm falling from grace - that's already been said."

"No, I just suddenly feel that I have some misunderstandings about you," Wei Shengling looked at her, "Movies and TV shows help me understand a person, and also give me a one-sided impression of that person."

"For you, for example."

"Now I probably have a deeper understanding," she said with a smile, "You are not stepping down from the altar, Sherlock, you are always here in the world."

It has always been a flesh-and-blood person.

"You weren't cold before. You valued your friends and hid your care and concern under your appearance. You were always racing against death... As for crises, it's just that we look at things from different angles. You see farther, while we are confined to details."

"You are not emotionless. Mycroft is afraid that you will go astray because of your obsession with puzzles. In fact, you won't. You will never become a person like Moriarty because you respect life."

“You are on the side of life.”

"Good man Sherlock Holmes." Watson came over. "We just met. When we were investigating a case together in Scotland Yard, there was a young police officer who admired Sherlock very much... Yes, that's right, don't look at me like that, Sookie, Sherlock still has admirers in Scotland Yard."

There are still people in Scotland Yard who have a keen eye for talent.

"That young police officer said that Sherlock will become a good man one day... I think he has always been a good man."

"As for more details, I'm happy to share them with you and Mary. It was really thrilling. Before you showed up, Euros asked Sherlock to choose between me and Mycroft to kill. I thought Mycroft would choose to let me die or something."

"I very nearly did that, Dr. Watson," said Mycroft.

"Then you're a real asshole."

"Indeed, Dr. Watson."

You guys are really short of words to curse people. Wei Shengling was upset.

"When I went to 221B, I saw that it was bombed?" She changed the subject.

"Yes, fortunately Mrs. Hudson went on a trip." Watson held his forehead and said, "What are we going to say when she comes back..."

"Mycroft paid for the repairs." Sherlock said, "He said not long ago that he was the source of everything. Now he is just paying for the repairs."

"Oh, right," Watson suddenly remembered, and he looked at Mycroft, "You said that you brought Moriarty to Sherrinford, and he and Euros planned Sherlock's fake death!"

"All right," said Mycroft, "I'll pay for it."

It was completely dark when Sherlock arrived at Watson's new residence. Mary was already waiting at home. Wei Shengling left after dropping her off.

It was late at night in London, but still afternoon in New York.

Wei Shengling stepped out of the portal, and Xiao Fuyao swam over to greet her with a happy sound.

She touched the elastic Fuyao with a relaxed expression, and then thought of Thanos' vanguard team that would come to Earth at any time.

Just like a bomb, no one knows when it will explode.

Current technology has not yet developed to the point where spaceships appear, so when the vanguard team arrives, they will have spaceships to take the initiative.

Um...can the Vanguard Team come during the weekend?