[Comprehensive] It's just time travel

"Shoot?"

Seeing Moriarty's face even with a faint smile, Sherlock suddenly took a step back.

Sebastian's hands trembled slightly.

He would have liked to just press the trigger and—then Sherlock Holmes would cease to exist.

No one will be able to pose a threat to the professor anymore.

But he didn't.

"Don't do this."

The professor's words were in the form of complete orders, and although Sebastian was unwilling, he still couldn't really disobey the professor's orders.

"I won't shoot," Sherlock said slowly, "I'll send you to jail—"

Hearing his words, Yu Ling let out a loud laugh.

"Sherlock." There was a touch of sympathy in his voice, "As much as I would like to say—are you kidding me?—but, obviously, you're not."

"You're serious," he said.

"Yes, I'm serious." Sherlock slowly lowered his hand holding the gun, "I don't mind getting a life on my hands, but you're not worth it."

"Oh, it's so cruel." Yu Ling shrugged, and walked forward without hesitation, "So, how about this?" He smiled like a naughty child.

"I count to three, and if you don't shoot, Sebastian will." He chuckled lowly, "Don't think about 'maybe Sebastian won't shoot'— You don't want to test Sebastian's obedience to me."

"Professor..." Sebastian's voice was unusually forbearing and painful.

"three."

But the professor whom he cared about didn't care about his feelings at all.

"two."

He counted crisply.

"one."

"Bah—"

"Oh, I don't like this ending, really." Yu Ling frowned slightly, showing a sad expression, "I really don't like it."

What just happened?

The moment Yu Ling counted to "one", Sherlock fell to the ground.

Sebastian, who didn't hear the gunshot, fired subconsciously.

The result is——

The bullets fired from the gun on the back of Sherlock's head scraped the curly hair on top of Yu Ling's head and hit the wall.

"I really don't like this ending." Yu Ling was in a bad mood. He snatched the gun from Sebastian's hand, squatted down and let the gun hit Sherlock's head again, "You can't bear to Kill me, Sherlock?"

"You clearly know that's not the case." Sherlock sneered.

"Oh, honey, what you did, everything made me think that—" Yu Ling lowered his voice, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Sebastian, "Sebastian , I order you to leave here immediately."

"...Professor?" Sebastian frowned slightly, obviously unwilling to leave at this time.

"Then it's my private time with Little Sherlock." Yu Ling deliberately drew a long and ambiguous tone, "We have a lot to talk about - Somany."

Sebastian glanced at him and said seriously, "Professor, please don't make any—"

"Sebastian." Yu Ling's voice was filled with impatience, "Get out of here, immediately, immediately."

Sebastian took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, turned and left.

Only Yu Ling and Sherlock were left in the room.

The gun in Yu Ling's hand was still pressed against Sherlock's temple, he held Sherlock's hand, and pressed the gun in Sherlock's hand to his heart: "Then, this time, we don't want anyone else, just the two of us to play— —”

"Moriarty, what exactly are you trying to do?" Sherlock suddenly felt that he couldn't understand the other party, and Moriarty's every move made him feel inexplicable-why did he do this?It only takes one bullet to kill him, so what is Moriarty trying to do now?

"What a pity." Yu Ling closed her eyes and sighed, "So I didn't express my meaning clearly? Then, Sherlock—"

"I want to play this game with you!"

"It's not the kind of game of 'I lost this time, I'll continue next time', but the kind of game that only happens once in a lifetime and blocks everything, including life."

Sherlock suddenly realized that Moriarty's eyes on him were so cold for the first time.

The expression on his face also became cold and crazy.

He looked like this—not even a human being.

"Your little Teddy is dead." Yu Ling showed a malicious smile, "Up until now, you have suffered a crushing defeat—a crushing defeat, Sherlock."

What he said was "a crushing defeat" - even though Sherlock didn't want to admit it, it has to be said that since the first confrontation between the two, Sherlock has been at a disadvantage.

"Even if you were in the light and I was in the dark before, even if the existence of Sebastian made our game unfair." Yu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "At least now, we are evenly matched. Here Just the two of us, just the two of us."

His hands pushed forward.

"Kill me, or DIE."

Yu Ling lowered her body and whispered into Sherlock's ear, as gentle as a lover's whisper.

"Moriarty—" Sherlock wasn't reluctant to kill Moriarty, he wished he could shoot him in the head, but—but—

He cannot be arrested by Scotland Yard as a murderer.

Not selfishly, but because he is a Sherlock Holmes.Although he has always called his brother "Mycroft the Great Devil", Sherlock still thinks about his brother and Sherlock Holmes.

Even though many people thought that Moriarty was a "liar" and an "accomplice who helped the real murderer get off the crime" because of Moriarty's calculations, but that was just guesswork.

Sherlock Holmes cannot appear as a murderer.

Just guessing would lead most people to believe that if he did kill someone—if he did kill Moriarty—

The other party will definitely make him unable to get rid of the title of murderer in his life.

"Three."

Moriarty seemed to understand his thoughts, and slowly smiled.

"Two."

"One—"

His voice stopped here, interrupted by a gunshot.

Sherlock eventually shoots anyway.

Because he is clearly aware that his thoughts are meaningless.

If he didn't shoot -- Moriarty absolutely would.

"Sherlock..." Yu Ling threw away the gun in his hand, he looked at Sherlock, even though the feeling of being torn in his chest made it difficult for him to even breathe, he still smiled.

He wanted to speak several times, but felt that he had nothing to say.

He wanted to laugh at each other.

Sherlock is a pure detective.

Although he has concerns, they are just concerns.

For Sherlock, such a thing as politics hardly exists in his world.

But no matter for Moriarty or Yu Ling, they are good at playing politics.

"You have driven Mycroft Holmes into a corner" - he wanted to say.

He wanted to tell the other party about it.

He wanted to tell Sherlock that I had prepared my last move, and once you shot, the entire Holmes family would be buried with me.

Either you, or Mycroft.

He wants to tell Sherlock that the situation where you choose not to shoot is what I don't want to see.

This is a game that blocks everything, even his own life - how could he regard his own life as an object that needs to be carefully protected?

His life was only part of the plan.

"Sherlock." In the end, he just called Sherlock again in a low voice with a smile.

I'll burn you.

I'll burn the heart out of you.

I will destroy everything about you.

the person you love.

people who love you.

and yourself.

Moriarty's body gradually became cold, but Yu Ling did not leave this world directly.

'Do you want to stay and watch the ending? 'Mo asked him like this.

'Leave me in space for a few days. Yu Ling sighed, after getting out of Moriarty's body, the crazy desire to play in his heart has basically subsided, "Forget about the process, come out and see when it's over. '

When he returned to the space, Yu Ling felt that something was wrong with his current state.

Although he has largely gotten rid of the pain caused by the sudden disappearance of Akashi Seijuro in the previous world, but——

emptiness.

A huge sense of emptiness surrounded him.

This emptiness is like the feeling after bungee jumping, the kind of emptiness that is left after the most exciting madness.

For Yu Ling, the game with Sherlock is like the excitement before the bungee jumping; now after the game is over, it's like after the bungee jumping, I can't feel anything except emptiness.

But compared to the excitement and emptiness of bungee jumping, Yu Ling's sense of excitement at the beginning was much greater, and the sense of emptiness now is naturally much greater.

Mo couldn't understand Yu Ling's feelings.

"Human emotions are amazing." The boy sat on the sandalwood chair with his chin propped up. "I can't understand your thoughts at all."

"This is normal." Yu Ling smiled softly, "If I hadn't possessed Moriarty, I probably wouldn't be able to understand this feeling."

This is not something ordinary people can understand, only people like Moriarty—only people like Moriarty.

"Well, I hope that in the next world, I can recover." He stretched his waist and looked lazily, "By the way, let's try to come to a relatively safe world in the next world! I mean—— At least people who are alive will not be so dangerous."

Guys like Moriarty, let's be honest, once is enough.

Even if you want to try that crazy feeling later, you can't be so close.

Although he said "I hope to be able to recover in the next world", Yu Ling knew very well that he would not be able to recover.If the person possessed in the next world is still like Moriarty—no, only half of Moriarty—his situation will become very dangerous.

Yu Ling has no plans to completely pervert his personality, so he doesn't want to encounter such a situation.

"Okay, I understand." Mo agreed.

Yu Ling stayed until after watching the ending before leaving this world.

Moriarty—or after his death, Sebastian Moran sent Sherlock Holmes to prison according to everything he had arranged before, and the city was full of disturbances. The whole London knew that the consulting detective Sherlock Holmes Is a murderer.And Mycroft was also implicated because of this. Under Moran's operation, Mycroft left MI6. Although he was still working in the government, he was no longer what could be called "most of the British government" as before.

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