[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

This is certainly not an accident.The method of counterfeiting the alibi is ever-changing, but Catherine's motive for killing Andre is always there.

Mycroft rubbed his temples wearily.He thought his hairline would recede a lot because of Catherine and his brother who was always getting into trouble.

Fortunately, Catherine is still reasonable this time.[-]. The matter of shooting and killing is really not needed to be dealt with more.Ordinary people would not think of the previous behavior, that's enough.

Instead, it was Sherlock.Mycroft clicked on the latest information on the computer - Sherlock borrowed his pass to enter the military base.Although the pass was lost with Mycroft's tacit approval, it was a shock to Sherlock to make such a fuss.

After dealing with several calls from the military, Mycocroft pinched the bridge of his nose wearily.The case that Sherlock is involved in this time should be very interesting, and it is not outside the scope of his accusations.

If his younger brother and Catherine were caught in a situation of detecting each other, that kind of picture would be the real purgatory on earth!Controlling Sherlock out of the field has taken up a lot of Mycroft's mind recently.But it's not good that Catherine has been tossing around like this.

Mycroft picked up another file from his desk.Myculoft was not at all surprised when the secretary reported that the highest level of surveillance had lost Catherine.He basically deduced the image of the neighborhood where Catherine was located in his mind.

The large and small low points are accurately marked on the wall of a room in the memory palace, and the entire wall is covered with large and small icons.The different spheres of influence are annotated above with different colors and markers.

Mycroft never hangs employee name tags on the walls of his office.However, some politicians like to do this kind of thing, and the name tags that appear in front of them can help them coordinate their thinking, or some people like to write down the list of people they will dispatch next on the whiteboard.

It's easy to leave marks.The most secret thing in this world is not black and white, but the human mind.After taking office, Mycroft reduced his staff and increased the proportion of agents.

Mycroft continued to rule out possibilities in the complex area, and finally confirmed where Catherine was.

Catherine had not followed his advice, but she should have known better—Holmes gave no advice, they were warnings!

Big Mr. Holmes dialed the red phone at hand.He talked to the person on the phone for a while, then hung up.

Catherine was led to the second floor.Someone searched her body, and after confirming that Catherine was not carrying video equipment or weapons, she casually pointed to the ground and motioned Catherine to find a cushion to lie down on.

This kind of attitude is really not very good, but this kind of activity is only monopolized by one family in one block.Without competition, there will be no good living environment.

Catherine paled and staggered to find herself a cushion.Different guests leave different smells here, which is really uncomfortable for Catherine.After lying on the mat, it feels damp and cold on the back, which is not much better than lying on the floor.

Catherine has no time to tangle up.As soon as a person lay down, she felt that her whole body was shaking, and the teeth collided with each other and made a creaking sound. In this kind of place, human dignity will be placed at the lowest place, and anyone can step on you. .

The seller had seen too much of this kind of people's ugliness. He threw a pack of powder beside Catherine in contempt, regardless of Catherine's life or death.

Catherine crawled over with difficulty and picked up the small package.She is very familiar with the process of the whole thing, and the people around occasionally saw her movements, and felt that she was very proficient, and she was in a state of relapse.

The powder in the bag gradually decreased, and the so-called first-class goods were filled with the sweetness of white sugar.It's kind of like a sweet poison.Catherine spurned herself in her heart and ingested the last bit of powder thoroughly.

As time went by, the drug effect gradually played a role.The dirty cushion under his body gradually softened like a paradise on earth.Catherine relaxed her body, allowing herself to indulge in pleasurable sensations.

This feeling is more comfortable than being drunk, but even more vain than being drunk.Ignoring the trance and unreliability in her heart, Catherine gradually let go of herself, stealing the leisurely feeling for half an afternoon.

However, the rare comfort was also interrupted.The melodious sound of sirens came into their sight overwhelmingly.

Catherine woke up and struggled from the mat. A person lying next to her shook her head indifferently, and said to Catherine in a vague tone: "Why are you nervous? It must be because of something happening around. There are people in this place who are taking care of you." Yes, the price is a bit expensive, but it is safe enough."

Catherine looked at the speaker's face by the dim light squeezed in through the dirty window. ——As expensive as her, but at this time these custom-made clothes have been wrinkled.

Catherine subconsciously felt that something was wrong.But in the end, she just used her limited IQ to make an assessment of the fellow sufferers next to her.This person should be a lawyer, a well-paid divorce lawyer.

Catherine relaxed her spirit by following the 'goodwill' advice of the people around her.She was quickly back in the cozy vortex.The quiet and dark room seemed to be enchanted.The roof is no longer covered with dust, but has become an unfolded star map.

It's a wonderful feeling.Kind of like Hogwarts Skydome, never quite the same, endless starry sky that never ends...

Catherine covered her eyes with her hands.She felt that she could finally have a good dream.

But the door of the room was suddenly kicked open—the word kick is not too much... A group of agents with real guns and live bullets broke in aggressively and quickly took control of the scene.

Catherine had never encountered such a situation.Before she could react, she was picked up and pushed against the wall.

The light in the room suddenly brightened.The heavy curtains around were pulled open vigorously.Many people tried to cover their eyes unaccustomed, but their hands were restrained, and Catherine could only close her eyes.

After getting used to it for a while, when she opened her eyes, she saw the face of an acquaintance. Although her mind was still in a state of confusion, she probably understood the situation she encountered.

"Inspector Lestrade." Catherine calmly called out his name to the inspector in front of her.

"Mr. Holmes told me that there is an acquaintance here. I thought of many people, including Sherlock...but I didn't expect that person to be you!"

"But it's not that unexpected, is it? Maybe you're the only one who thinks there's Sherlock here. Holmes wouldn't let you bring so many people in to catch his brother. He wouldn't let his brother fall into real disgrace .” Catherine concluded with some sarcasm: “But he lacks kindness to others.”

"You may have misunderstood him by saying that." Lestrade looked at Catherine who was sitting on the ground and was controlled by others with complicated eyes.The people around were all taking notes, and no one paid attention to their corner.The inspector leaned close to Catherine's ear and explained to Catherine: "He specifically explained...Although I don't quite agree with it, he just wants me to take you to his place."

Catherine closed her eyes.She still wasn't used to someone whispering such words in her ear, but after listening to the detective's words, she had a complicated look in her eyes.

"Pity···"

Catherine's long eyelashes fluttered, and she closed her eyes, restraining her uncontrollable hatred.She still has three people who have not been killed, how can she stop so easily!

But Mycroft always has a way to make her restrain her thoughts. As long as his focus falls on Catherine, Catherine and you may suffer repeated setbacks.

Is there still a chance?

Catherine was thinking crazily, and countless voices were wailing in her heart.Even with one more day, she would be able to complete everything, and that nosy guy would not be able to stop the established facts.

However, the medicine slowed Catherine's thinking.She hesitated for a while, but still kept silent and gave up struggling.

——Looks like... gave up struggling.

Catherine was taken into a police car.Everyone else was let go, including the doorman and the drug gang.Only Catherine was handcuffed and put into a police car.

The cold handcuffs stayed on his hands, freezing the blood flowing in his veins.Catherine's mind cleared up a bit, she leaned against the wall of the shaky police car, flickering to recall what she had missed.

She probably sensed Mycroft's anger.Mr. Holmes did warn her, but she didn't realize the problem at the time.Catherine came to a vague conclusion in her mind—perhaps it was not the killing that offended Fatty, but the current behavior?

But what is that?

The effect of the medicine that affected Catherine's ability to think has completely faded.Catherine quickly thought of another important point. Mycroft already knew about her killing the second person.Catherine expected this incident to be a long time later... the body was discovered, and it had rotted and deteriorated.

It is not unusual for a body to be found after only a few hours.This shows that Mycroft has been monitoring these people. He investigated who the instigator was, but he just paid attention and never took any action!

Now...it's time to think about how to get out!