Sherlock's Kiss [Fuhua Vampire Colleague]

Part15

When Sherlock opened his eyes, everything around him changed, and all the time machines disappeared. Here was an ordinary office building, and there was only a transfusion device in a glass box beside him.

He left the transfusion device behind, ran to the window without looking back, and overlooked the entire city of London from this tall building. The street lights were bright, the Th/ames/ River was full of traffic, the old city was not flooded, and the sky was clear. It was enough to see the stars, and there was a full moon, Sherlock jumped out of the tall building in the howling wind, and he heard the sound of his coat flapping as he fell at a high speed.

He fell heavily to the ground, he heard the sound of his kneecap cracking when he landed on one knee, his muscles were pierced by bones, and his trousers were soaked in blood, but Sherlock tried his best to support his body in severe pain , Leaning back on a BMW car, the body suddenly issued a manic siren, Sherlock laughed twice, he hadn't heard this primitive and retro siren for a long time.

Then he suppressed his smile, dragged his healing knee with all his might, ran to the road, and headed towards the abandoned factory. He passed the sidewalk. It was midnight, and there were only vehicles and few pedestrians on the road.Sherlock is like a black shooting star, jumping lightly over the treetops and roofs.He soon came to the factory.

In order to save the time of walking up the stairs, Sherlock climbed on the dilapidated outer wall of the factory. As soon as he climbed to the second floor, he heard the arguing and fighting between the kidnappers and John Watson.

Sherlock rushed in through the window like crazy, but it was too late, the kidnapper's knife had already been stuck into John Watson's neck, and then pulled out again, blood sprayed everywhere, Sherlock grabbed the kidnapper's clothes angrily The leader threw him against the wall, and the kidnapper's skull burst in an instant, and he died.

Sherlock was emotional and his fingers were trembling. He hugged John Watson. Poor John was seriously injured, and the blood kept gushing from his neck. Sherlock cried and kissed him, "John... I'm here again late."

John Watson looked at him vaguely, not believing that Sherlock's appearance was real. Sherlock blocked his blood-soaked carotid artery with his hands, and his voice was full of sadness, "John... don't... hold on ...Even if it's only for a second, wake up!"

But John Watson couldn't hear him anymore. Sherlock raised his bloody finger and put it gently under his breath. John Watson was about to die. Sherlock hugged his body in grief, his face Soaked/wet by tears, after a few minutes, Sherlock suppressed his excitement. He stroked John Watson's sticky hair made of blood, and pressed his lips heavily on his lips. A little bit of residual heat remains.

Sherlock gently lifted John Watson's chin, exposing/exposing the other side of his intact neck. Sherlock made up his mind and pierced his fangs into John Watson's blood vessel. He deeply Swallowing a big mouthful of thick plasma into his mouth, almost choking, Sherlock slowed down the rhythm of swallowing, he sucked/sucked his sweet and warm blood for a long time, refused to relax for a moment.

After many long hours, he had sucked John Watson's blood dry, and Sherlock watched in the dark his bloodless limbs, horribly pale and lifeless.

Sherlock pierced his wrist and poured his eternal blood into John Watson's mouth. He whispered softly in John Watson's ear, trying to awaken his consciousness.

The vampire's blood flowed in John Watson's body, giving him new life with the magic and cursed blood. Sherlock's wrist ushered in a strange touch. Sherlock finally smiled. It was John Watson using his survival skills Instinctively allowing/sucking the movement of Sherlock's blood, he pouted his/lips like a baby, trying his best to lick/suck Sherlock's blood.

He hugged Sherlock's back tightly, Sherlock kissed him deeply, the tip of his tongue tasted the taste of his own blood and John Watson's soft tongue, Sherlock disturbed his consciousness in his mouth, with Tongue scraped his palate, licked his lips, Sherlock was immersed in this long-lost kiss and couldn't extricate himself, almost forgetting where he was, he had waited more than 800 years for this moment of reunion.

John Watson groaned and shuddered in this strange resurrection kiss, his body trembling in Sherlock's arms, Sherlock covered his eyes with his palms, and brought his neck close to his newly grown Immature/tender animal teeth, whispered to him to bite down.

John Watson couldn't resist the magic in his voice, he opened his mouth and bit, Sherlock felt extremely happy because of the tingle of joy, he hugged John Watson's reborn body, and felt every inch of his real skin with his fingers .

It's all true, this John Watson is real, his hair is soft, and his palm has plump/full flesh, not the programmed chip, Sherlock and his fingers are tightly intertwined , pressing him on the ground to switch between blood races, this was a perfect first embrace, Sherlock was indulging in emotion, he wanted to kiss his beloved John one more time, but it was almost dawn, Sherlock wanted to Get him somewhere darker.

Part16

There are no windows on the first floor, and the sunlight cannot come in. In the afternoon, it is still like night here.

John Watson woke up in a strange dream, he sat upright in surprise, the wet/wet floor stained his clothes, John Watson raised his hand and pressed his neck, whether it was a knife wound or a bite All traces of it disappeared, and John Watson walked out slowly in the darkness, leaning on the wall.

Sherlock hid behind a pillar, listening to the noise outside.

He heard his own voice calling softly outside: "John..." He couldn't count how many times he had heard this voice in this place. Sherlock silently clenched his fist behind the pillar. The next second, He heard John Watson fall into another man's arms.

The outside is still full of sunshine, but Sherlock believes that the man is very smart. He will notice that John Watson doesn't like the sun, and he will wrap John Watson in a coat and send him to the hospital. It would be dark in a few hours, and by then John Watson would be no longer hurt by the sun.

Sherlock appeared from the shadows and walked up to the second floor. He squinted his eyes and watched the light coming in from the window, hitting the body of the kidnapper. John Watson was killed by the kidnapper when he wanted to escape. Locke hated the corpse, he walked into the sun and heard the sound of his skin cracking in the light, he didn't care, he wanted to get the corpse somewhere else before the police came here.

Sherlock carried the body and jumped out of the factory. He didn't have much time. He could only last 40 minutes under the scorching sun. The sun made him feel very tired, but he couldn't rest. He stuffed the body into the trunk of a car Inside, with the lid closed, he nearly fainted in the hot sun.

Sherlock got into the car, and the driver drove slowly under his hypnosis / the car drove to a remote cemetery. Sherlock put on a pair of sunglasses and pulled up the collar of his coat. Even so, he was still affected severe burns.

Before the car arrived at the cemetery, Sherlock was about to smoke in the car. The sunlight kept hitting him, and the force of the beating was terrifying. This was a severe curse of the vampire, and he could not get rid of it. In the end, Sherlock I had to tell the driver to drive the car into the dark tunnel, and then sat there quietly until dark.

Because the car stopped for too long, it looked very abnormal in the tunnel. A traffic police officer came over, knocked on the window, and looked down at the dark car inside. in the driver's seat.

Sherlock lowered the rear window and looked at him through dark glasses.

The policeman recognized him immediately, "Oh, so it's Sherlock Holmes, are you handling the case?"

Sherlock took off his sunglasses, and the foggy pupils were firmly fixed on his face. The police officer swallowed, a little overwhelmed by the burns on his face.

Sherlock said gloomyly: "You are mistaken, you have not seen Sherlock Holmes today."

The policeman seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, his eyes were blank for a while, he nodded blankly, and repeated, "I'm sorry, I misidentified the person, I did not see Holmes today."

"You will inform your colleagues not to go through this tunnel, because there is nothing abnormal to check here."

The policeman said in a hollow voice: "Of course, there is nothing to investigate here. I will tell my colleagues not to come here."

"Very good." Sherlock gave him one last look, "Why don't you go buy a cup of coffee three blocks away?" After Sherlock finished speaking, he put on his sunglasses again and closed the car window mercilessly.

The police officer seemed to have been absorbed into the soul, and walked honestly towards the outside of the tunnel. It would take him at least two and a half hours to walk three blocks away, but no matter how far he was, he would not disobey Sherlock Holmes Yes, moreover, Sherlock's hypnotic effect can last half a year on him, and if he is lucky, it can last a whole year. No matter what, it is enough to delay another person's pursuit of him.

There are two Sherlock Holmes in this world, as long as one of them reveals the clues, the other can quickly follow this transparent clue to find him.

He must be careful with his words and deeds.

As night fell, the car parked in the tunnel restarted, a pair of dark glasses were thrown out the window, and the wheels crushed it.

Sherlock caressed his perfectly restored cheek, fingers passed his lips, and he kind of missed the touch of John Watson's kiss.

He wants to reunite with John Watson as soon as possible, but he still has a lot of things to deal with. This era is his favorite era. Sherlock lowered the window, breathed the friendly air, looked at the street scene of London, and the car drove fast. It's fast, but it's just a slow snail compared to the flying machines of the future.

Sherlock disposed of the body in the cemetery and secretly buried it in an old grave. The new grave would attract attention, especially to another detective, who would have noticed the new grave immediately.

But the old tomb is not necessarily the case, as long as the cover is good enough, no one will shift their eyes here. When Sherlock leveled the soil in the cemetery to its original appearance, he thought to himself, he is both good and evil now, I don’t know Whether you are on the side of justice or the side of evil.

Sherlock pretended to be a delivery man and stood in front of the office building. This was the first stop he stepped out of the time machine. He could still find the pain of his kneecap breaking from the floor tiles at the gate.

His disguise made it impossible for anyone to recognize what he looked like. He explained that a glass box was delivered to the wrong place by mistake today. The staff reacted immediately, and finally knew the one who suddenly appeared next to the water dispenser in the office this morning. How did the glass case come about, luckily it didn't end up in the trash/trash can because it looked expensive.

After Sherlock took the box back, he vowed not to take the risk again and leave this thing like this next time. He thought that this time he could buy time, even if it was 1 minute earlier, so that he could appear in time when John Watson was killed. Previously, this allowed the box to be omitted.But he still failed.

He transported the transfusion device to the British Library in a small truck, sneaked into the library through the skylight, and Sherlock put a manual on the transfusion device with alchemy terms. In the [-]s, humans called this science alchemy. In the future, alchemy will be a very common subject. Even children will use alchemy to transform substances.

After finishing all this, Sherlock felt very tired. Just as he was about to leave the library, he suddenly remembered something. Sherlock turned back and scratched the time engraved on the copper plate of the device with his fingernails.

This is a set of numbers that cannot be leaked, otherwise another Sherlock will memorize it a hundred times in his mind, and it is impossible to guarantee that he will not sort out his thoughts on the 99th time. God knows, let the other detective know in advance that there are two What kind of consequences will happen to Sherlock Holmes in this world? In short, it is very unfavorable to this vampire Sherlock.

Sherlock walks out of the library alone, and lives in a secluded hotel room to hide from others. It is too easy to get a free room that will not leak the news. After losing John Watson, in the long eternal life, the hotel near 221B The environment is constantly being transformed, and he has lived in various hotels and hotels during the forced migration, but the breath of this era is his deepest memory.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Sherlock was wearing a light shirt. He remembered that John Watson lived happily until he died of old age. At the moment before he died, he placed the three-dimensional image in his palm in front of John Watson's eyes to show him the future. Before John Hua died, he finally understood where this Sherlock came from, and what price he paid to be by his side. The truth is heavy.

Sherlock has experienced this kind of heart-piercing parting more than once. If repetition can reduce pain, but this law does not work on Sherlock. No matter how many years pass, how many times you repeat it, every time you lose John Watson It was endless despair for him.

There are obvious flaws in the time machine. Sherlock is well aware that every time he returns to this era through the time machine, he cannot do whatever he wants. The place and time of his appearance are fixed, which makes him unable to Rescue John Watson who was killed by the kidnappers in time.This defect may be improved with the development of technology, but Sherlock is unwilling to wait hundreds of years or 1000 years in the lonely future. The point is, after the time machine is perfected, the earth may no longer exist, and Xia Luo Locke may not be willing to leave the earth full of his and John's shared memories, he may die with the world/world/end/day.

Various reasons kept him trapped in this endless cycle. Every time he met John Watson again, the next exchange would be a long wait, but Sherlock still felt that all the years of waiting were worth it.

When the night came, Sherlock stood on the top of the high-rise building, looking at Baker Street, which was not flooded under his feet, and there was a light yellow wall lamp in the window of an apartment. He was very familiar with the color of this wall lamp and missed it very much.

He stood in the wind, his hair fluttering wildly, the silvery moonlight was flowing on his coat, and he could vaguely see the figure of John Watson confronting another detective through the tulle curtains, Sherlock remembered that at that time he He was putting his hands in his coat pockets, but he couldn't get away with opening/gunning.

Sherlock quietly watched John Watson sipping blood on his roommate from across the building. A living person who resisted made Sherlock feel complicated and had mixed feelings. If John Watson could accept his fate and become a vampire, then it would be a happy ending for Sherlock who returned from the future, and his journey would not have to be. No matter how long it lasted, his sins would not deepen, and his waiting would be the best consolation.

All these catastrophes, as long as John Watson is willing to give in a little, this Sherlock can be happy and relieved.

The roommate had passed out. John Watson suddenly raised his head in the apartment. He stood at the window with a look of expectation, opened/opened the curtains, and looked towards the opposite side. John Watson frowned, staring at the opposite side. roof.

Sherlock had leaped off the edge of the ledge before he could see himself, and was walking down the stairs alone.

Part17

Every night, Sherlock will come here to observe their cohabitation life. He is like a bystander in the dark, like a lonely and mysterious nocturnal creature. There is no trace, and now there is another famous detective who is looking for him.

However, wherever John Watson went, he ventured to follow him, his hem skimmed over the eaves of London, and occasionally he huddled behind a huge chimney, just to catch a glimpse of John Watson, and he often stayed all night are running around.

Sherlock is hiding on the roof outside the library, sitting cross-legged, and John Watson is talking to the vampire hunter Abraham in the library under his feet.

He waited countless reincarnations just for this moment.He listened to John Watson's expected revolt, listening to him cursing vampires for their evil deeds. Sherlock's hearing was so sharp that he could hear every word John Watson said that denounced vampires as monsters.

John Watson hated becoming a vampire so much, Sherlock couldn't help but sighed, John Watson would never change his mind, Sherlock raised his hand, and conjured a three-dimensional image in the palm of his hand, inside the little John Watson Watson was about to say something when Sherlock raised a finger between his lips to signal him to be quiet.

So the fictional John Watson had to tilt his head and look at him in the three-dimensional screen. Finally, this little John Watson couldn't help it. He turned a small whiteboard from the side and used a virtual marker Write on it.

"Bastard, why can't you talk to me?"

Sherlock smiled because of his address, and the program would occasionally confuse him with tricks to confuse the real and the fake. Sherlock drew on the small whiteboard with his fingertips: "Quiet, my John." Downstairs, he'll hear me, he's a vampire now."

John Watson in the palm of his hand wrote angrily: "But I am him, why do you have to see that one? Isn't it more convenient to see me? And I will definitely not treat you as an alien and a monster."

"Neither will he." Sherlock wrote quietly: "I just don't want to scare him, and he is the real John. From beginning to end, I like that John, not you, stupid program."

The program was not happy, John Watson dropped the small whiteboard in the screen, crossed his arms, turned around, kept his back to Sherlock, and ignored him.

Ah, Sherlock thought helplessly that this program was simulated according to John Watson. John Watson was like this when he was angry, always fighting with him, not talking for three days or something.

Sherlock quietly closed the virtual image in the palm of his hand, stood up straight, and watched John Watson and another person walk out of the British Library. It seemed that the two were going to take a walk under the moon, and Sherlock was on the roof. Slowly sneaking, silently following the two of them, the two close roommates on the road, none of them knew that there was a third party.

Sherlock put his hands behind his back, and stepped on the eaves silently, basking in the deserted moonlight, remembering the story of his first time riding a time machine, how long ago was that, oh, I can hardly remember Now, including Sherlock's childhood, he is already blurred, but he still has a clear memory of John Watson.

Sherlock remembers that he became a vampire because of a drug infection, yes, in that abandoned factory, it was thousands of years, or 1 years ago, that was the origin of the whole story, the beginning of all misfortunes, In the abandoned factory, John Watson was stabbed to death by the kidnappers on the spot, and Sherlock was injected with drugs when he confronted the kidnappers and turned into a vampire.

The kidnapper was a pagan. In order to summon Satan and the devil to descend on the earth, he did not hesitate to turn the blood of the vampire into a virus and create a poison in an attempt to infect all human beings. Sherlock prevented this disaster, but he reaped another tragedy. , John Watson died.

Yes, Sherlock is the original Cain. As a vampire, he lived alone until the time machine appeared. Watching the birth of the time machine made him realize that he could reverse the fate of John Watson and make John Watson die Escape to live.

However, due to the defect of the time machine, each set year can only return to the same moment. That moment is the few minutes before John Watson died under the knife of the kidnapper. Every time Sherlock raced against time, he could not prevent him from being injured. Locke was running out of patience.

He came back, but John Watson was still seriously injured, and Sherlock had to turn him into a vampire. The space was distorted at this moment, and his fate changed accordingly, but the later stories did not change much. Like a cycle in a circle, Sherlock came back, John Watson died, Sherlock came back again, John Watson still followed the god of death helplessly.

This doomed fate cannot be reversed, and Sherlock had no choice but to change him. When he first embraced John Watson, John Watson could only think of his face and hear his voice. Created an illusion of confusion.

Sherlock hid in the night and realized that he saved John Watson, but John Watson did not accept his kindness, so when Sherlock came back from the future for the first time, John Watson died shortly after accepting the first embrace. He committed suicide under the sun, indirectly causing another Sherlock to die alone.

And this future Sherlock had to wait in the dark until the reappearance of the time machine, and try again. The second time, he brought back the transfusion device.

In any case, John Watson must be turned back into a human being.

However, if the hunter Abraham "naturally" discovered the blood exchange device, and then waited for the hunter to familiarize himself with the application of the device with his own comprehension, the time elapsed in between is not fixed, sometimes it is a few days, sometimes It was a few months. Last time, Sherlock waited for half a year, because Abraham delayed the discovery of the time machine due to travel in his last life.

After all, Sherlock can't personally guide Abraham. First, Abraham will see through his identity as a vampire. In this way, Abraham can't hide anything from John Watson. The blood-exchanging device recommended by the vampire is a lesson learned by Sherlock in the second failed time travel. As a result of that time travel, he taught Abraham to use the blood-exchanging device, and John Watson also discovered his existence. In the end, John Watson couldn't accept the reality, and he and the hunter teamed up to expel Sherlock.

This is terrible.

This was not the result Sherlock wanted, so he waited for hundreds of years and tried again. Sherlock learned how to be good, and he completely disappeared behind the scenes and did not show his face at all.

Even if it is the same person and the same period of life, there are always a few episodes that cannot be the same. Fate occasionally diverges a few branches, but it will eventually return to the original point.

This time back, John Watson underwent a transfusion, and they discussed it in the library before the operation.

Sherlock was hiding behind a bookshelf, and the clever detective almost spotted him, and just a little bit, the detective would come and search the entire library until he found him, the future visitor. Holding his breath, he is like a bat that cannot move.

The transfusion operation was successful. Sherlock also felt relieved after listening to John Watson's heartbeat recovering behind the bookshelf. Next, only the last step is needed.

Sherlock chooses a different place every time he implements the "last step". Once, he solved the "last step" in a small alley a few days in advance, but it is not easy to hide corpses in the alley , so Sherlock felt that it would be nice to be in the woods in the outskirts.

He counted on the detective going to the woods, and he never left experiments halfway.

Sherlock stood on a treetop in the outskirts, looking down at himself. It was a strange feeling. He met another self with the same face, the same thinking mode and behavior mode. Sherlock watched him condescendingly and searched among the leaves The soil specimen, thinking to himself, that poor child, he can only be killed continuously, and his birth is to meet the moment of being killed.

A world with two Sherlocks will be out of balance, and only one can survive. John Watson only needs one Sherlock Holmes, and any more will drive him crazy.

Sherlock has been standing on the top of the treetops, the moon is shining with a cold light, thick clouds cover the sinful secret, Sherlock stared at the small figure, and the figure finally found him.

The moment when the two Sherlocks stared at each other and their gazes intersected in the air, the human under the tree was clever and cute. He didn't need to get too much explanation from Sherlock, and instantly understood the reason for the unexpected visitor on the top of the tree. How sinister the purpose is, how ulterior motives.

Standing on the tree, Sherlock heard the detective's heartbeat, he comforted him, told him not to be afraid, not to run away in a hurry, Sherlock said, lowering his eyelids, staring at the fear on the other's face, this is also a living People, Sherlock thought, although the living person was himself.

"Don't go, Sherlock, don't be afraid. You know me, and I know you. It seems that you also know the cause and effect. It is my face that tells you. Please understand that once you turn around, all these efforts The long wait with me will be in vain, and you don't want to ruin John, do you."

The people under the tree clenched their fists angrily at him, showing hatred: "I understand why you came, are you here to kill me?"

"You have to die, there is only one left between you and me, ah, poor Sherlock." He finished, jumped down, grabbed the man, and tore his throat, warm blood flowed His hand, he even wanted to taste the blood, but Sherlock suppressed the bloodthirsty/desire in his heart. Seeing the tragic death on his face, he couldn't help closing his eyes and couldn't stop read on.

Sherlock dropped the corpse and wiped the blood off his fingers with a silk cloth. He was getting tired of killing people and destroying traces.

After the body sank into the swamp, Sherlock walked out of the forest silently all the way. He straightened his collar and checked the flaws on his body. He already knew what he would wear to go out today, so his clothes were the same as when he went out.

He chose to go home by car. In the car, he kept thinking that he could finally touch John Watson with his own hands. All the long and tormented waiting was for this second to come.

Sherlock showed an inscrutable smile on the back seat of the taxi. There was still blood in his fingers, his own blood. He wished the car could drive faster, so that Sherlock could go faster. He couldn't wait to meet John Watson. When he saw John Watson, Sherlock would hug him happily for a while, and then kiss him deeply, condensing all the waiting into one long kiss.

His John must have been frightened by his fangs. Sherlock sighed guiltily in the carriage, but quickly recovered himself. Meeting each other, it made him feel stupid/stupid/desire/movingly excited.

Although he had to tell a little lie to John Watson later, Sherlock didn't think it was a lie at all. That Sherlock, that is, he, really couldn't run fast enough.

—End of extra episode—

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