"Next!"

Sherlock Holmes stepped forward at the same pace Irene. After passing the first 1m. While stepping forward at an average speed, Sherlock's eyes were on Irene. But Irene's black eyes didn't look anywhere. Halfway through, for a second, the eyes of both met. In the next moment, they looked forward without making eye contact.

"Alright, disperse," the Boss said and quickly left the house because they were closest to the exit.

"Hurry and run out of the window." Mycroft narrowed his eyes with an ominous expression. "During the hostage' exchange, he ordered his subordinates to escape. What plans do they have?"

"I smelled the smoke," said Watson, because he was so focused on exchanging hostages until he didn't notice the surroundings.

"Shit. Look. They burned the grass around us!"

Sherlock Holmes darted into the window and saw an orange light flickering in the darkness of the night. Those guys prepared a plan to burn the house. They acted like a disadvantage and had Watson wait at the back of the house. As for themselves on the front side, let the subordinates outside set the fire starting from the back of the house.

"The two of you followed me. They might have had a sniper waiting at the exit," Watson said.

Watson leads through the kitchen to the exit. Opening the door, all they saw was a red fire.

"They can't kidnap Watson, so choose to kill us all," said Sherlock Holmes.

The fire quickly spreads onto the grass. Watson considers a fast escape route. There was one small spot that the fire had not yet reach.

"Put a coat over your head and hold your breath" Watson turned to order the two brothers Holmes. When they both followed, he carried the two brothers and ran through the fire at high speed. Until he returned to the carriage wait at a distance away, he put them down.

Sherlock looked at the flames that had devoured the house, including Behrouz Zakaria's body.

Mycroft, loosening the scarf used to cover his mouth and nose, and took a deep breath.

"This is a trip with little brother. This is why I hate putting myself to investigate cases."

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They all returned to the base with a heavy and thick cloth bag.

"What are you worried about?" Irene asked her boss, who didn't say a word the whole way back. "Or are you angry ... that I get arrested?"

"Ah, so angry." The boss turned to look at the woman's eyes with a smile as usual. "You got close to Sherlock Holmes."

Irene blinked. She knew the boss joking to deflect the point, and that fake smile of him was too easy to read.

PAT...

The boss touched her right shoulder lightly once and changed into a pat on the shoulder. Then, walk past her to find his subordinates that surround a wooden table. In the center of the table is a bag expected of treasure.

"Open"

The boss gives orders to Cheryl. The golden-haired woman unwrapped the first layer of cloth. And then released another layer. She removed another piece of fabric. Until the third layer...

"Oh..."

The exclamation sound came from someone in the group as the third layer of cloth was loosened, the pure gold bars lined up beautifully. And what was placed above the gold bar was a leather bag. The boss pours stuff. What rolled out of the bag was ...

"Ruby"

Boss Irene and Cheryl spoke at the same time.

"A very rare scarlet, pigeon blood color. Clean and flawless. And this weight ..." said Irene, taking the ruby ​​from the boss to try and weigh it. "More than 4 carats, this ruby ​​is worth at least 1 million pounds."

"But it's not the red diamond we're looking for."

The boss spoke. From the information they get, the Greek merchant ship has a very rare red diamond. Ruby has a hardness rating of 9, which is second to diamond. In addition, red diamonds are special rare. Some people may be confused and cause a false rumor.

"Yes, unfortunately not."

Irene said at the same time, she threw away the 7-digit value ruby amidst the shocked gaze of William and the rest of the men. The moment the boss stands still with an unreadable look in his eyes. Irene then grabbed the boss's right arm and raised it to shoulder level. In the blink of an eye, the silver sparkle in Cheryl's hand suddenly flashed. And as the light faded, a red liquid spout from the armless shoulder.

“Arrrrrrrrrrgh!!!”

The boss screamed. The handsome face distorted in pain. Two knees collapsed, hitting the ground in a kneeling position in front of Irene and Cheryl.

In the second, William and the rest of the men came to their senses. The mouth about to move to ask what the hell they did.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunfire from another group stopped William and his men's breath before realizing they had been shot. In the blink of an eye, the entire room that once had dozens of people lived, now only two young women stood.

"We thought you had a chance to find a red diamond, so we were working undercover as a subordinate. But you come to failure," Cheryl said in a cold voice. "Still, there is one more goal ..."

"Ha ... Ha ... Ugh ..."

The boss forcibly pulled his consciousness on the verge of disappearing. The left hand pressed on the right shoulder but could not stop the fresh blood that flowed. He turned from the sword in Cheryl's hand. Looking up at Irene Adler's black eyes. Those expressionless eyes were looking at his right arm.

"... You ... aimed 'that thing' whole time ..."

Irene Adler pulled off the sleeve of the suit. What is embedded in the right arm is a black diamond armlet.

"This is ... the reason you are by my side!?!"

The boss gathers the last consciousness. Thrust the voice to ask the question in the eyes of the betrayed. The last picture reflected in his eyes is Irene Adler.

... The woman he loves so much ...