I'm just a little mouse after all [Comprehensive British and American]

According to Watson, Sherlock disappeared quietly, and everything happened very suddenly.

Sherlock disappeared outside the villa on the second floor. He brought Watson here to find clues, and the two split into two ways to find the entrance and enter the villa.

In the end, Watson returned without success, and Sherlock disappeared.

"This is really a sad story." Jerry squinted his eyes and looked at the villa while holding Tom.

Although Sherlock's safety should be worried now, Watson will remember Tom as Jerry's favorite cat when he sees Tom.

Watson couldn't help but keep his eyes on Tom, and he was very curious about what Tom was thinking.

"Which way is Sherlock going?" Jerry looked around.

Watson quickly withdrew his attention, and he walked over with Jerry.While walking, he said: "This villa is very big, and it takes three to four minutes to go around it all. In addition, no one has lived in it for a long time, and the crazy overgrown grass has already covered the road. It takes a lot of effort to walk smoothly. .”

Jerry nodded, he was a little curious why Watson asked him to come here.

"If Sherlock stumbles here, do you think I can do better than him?" Jerry asked casually.

Watson's expression told him clearly, no, you won't.

He said honestly: "Sherlock said that you are a private investigator in the United States. I think you should be better at finding clues than me. To be a detective, in my opinion, you are very smart and powerful."

Jerry puffed up his chest silently, and his steps became much lighter.

Tom really wanted to tell Jerry, wake up, you won the whole process lying down.

But given how little he likes Jerry now, Tom chooses to live with Jerry's little overconfidence.

The grass on the ground had obvious trample marks, and Watson compared the shoe prints to confirm that they were Sherlock's footprints.

"You even know the pattern on the soles of his shoes?" Jerry winked and said, "And you said you were just friends."

Watson pursed his lips, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's not the pattern, I just know his shoe size. The shoe print on the ground is the same size as his. How would I know what the sole of his shoe is?"

Jerry was just joking. He felt that Watson wanted to explain but couldn't explain clearly. In the end, he had to choose not to explain. It looked very funny.

In order to avoid Watson's embarrassment, Jerry skipped to the next topic: "Who is the owner of this villa?"

"An old man named Bob Powell lived in this villa in his later years. He was frightened by the haunted villa a year ago and moved out from here. Now he should be traveling in Southeast Asia." Watson flipped through his notes and said: "He didn't sell the villa because his son lived here before his disappearance. He felt that if his son wanted to go home, he would definitely return to this villa."

"So it's just that no one has lived here for more than a year?" Jerry looked at the desolate and overgrown villa, and asked suspiciously: "The locks here are all rusted."

"It's rainy and humid here, and Bob didn't take care of it much when he lived here." Watson fiddled with the door lock and said, "Sherlock and I were stumped by the door lock of the courtyard door." , no matter how we go around, we can’t get in. This lock may not be opened even with a key, and the conventional lockpicking method doesn’t work at all.”

If they want to enter the courtyard, they must open this lock.That wasn't a problem for Jerry, though, as he still had a lockpicking tool in his pocket.

The first problem now is to find Sherlock.

They followed Sherlock's footprints and walked around the perimeter of the yard several times, but found nothing suspicious.

The grass here is so thick that you can hardly hear any sound from your feet.

"The grass here has collapsed." Jerry paused, squatting on the ground to check: "The vines on the railing of the fence were pulled off, as if someone pulled it hard to support the body. Sherlock should It happened here, I suspect he was knocked out and taken away."

"I thought so before, but there is no trace of dragging on the ground, and no footprints of a second person." Watson said worriedly: "But you are right, Jerry, the possibility of Sherlock being taken away is very high." Gao. It’s just that I don’t understand how that person took him away, is it authentic, just like in the movie.”

Jerry spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know either.

Finally, they circled back to the gate of the courtyard, and the surroundings of the villa were quiet and deserted.Even if someone took Sherlock away, he could only hide him in the villa.

Now back to the previous problem, this big rusty lock.

Watson looked at Dasuo and said with some anxiety: "We should have brought a pair of pliers here in advance."

Jerry tilted his head and looked at the big lock in Watson's hand. He pondered for a moment and said, "I probably have a way to open it, but you need to avoid it."

"It's okay, everyone has their own secret." Watson nodded understandingly, he walked behind a tree not far away and waited quietly with his back facing the gate of the villa.

Jerry looked around and after making sure that there was no surveillance or anyone around, he took out his big cousin.

The fine raindrops wet the big cousin's hair, making him feel a little irritable.

Jerry didn't need to say anything, it directly smashed the lock into pieces.

Jerry and Tom are familiar with it, but Watson has been in a daze since he saw the lock's body.

"Did you bring the pliers?" He thought for a long time and said with a little hesitation.

Jerry shrugged and didn't answer.

Watson turned to ask a more important question: "Sherlock disappeared outside the yard, are we going to go in to find him?"

"Didn't we just discuss this issue?" Jerry asked suspiciously.

Watson took a deep breath and said, "Well, you are right."

Jerry seriously suspected that Watson was worried about the rumors that the place was haunted.

Old Powell liked the dark decor, and the electricity was out long ago.It's still not dark tomorrow, but the house is groggy, which makes people feel extremely dull.

The floor of the hall was covered with thick dust, without any trace of damage.

"If someone walks, there will be footprints on the ground." Jerry looked down at the footprints of himself and Watson, and said with a frown, "It doesn't look like someone walked here."

Watson squatted on the ground and knocked on the ground. He looked around and murmured, "There seems to be more than one floor here."

"What do you mean?" Jerry asked suspiciously.

"I was a military doctor before. In order to avoid the flames of war, some people would dig an underground passage under the house, and the exit was in another place he thought was safe." Watson explained: "This villa may be the same."

Jerry hugged Tom tightly and asked, "You mean the basement with multiple exits?"

Watson nodded and said: "This can explain how Sherlock was taken away. There is a basement entrance somewhere in this villa, which connects to the place where Sherlock disappeared. He may have been attacked first. , was dragged to the basement again.”

"I remember that Sherlock's skills are very good. How could he be taken away so easily?" Jerry looked around and asked puzzledly: "Although the villa is very large, you can't hear his cry for help."

Watson realized that not every detective is Sherlock. He scratched his face and said, "He is indeed skilled, but there are also many ways to make people lose consciousness instantly. Because there is no blood drop in the place where he disappeared, so far, he is very good. It may have been anesthetized."

Jerry found that Watson was much smarter than when he went to America.

Tom would like to help, it is best to show himself in front of Jerry.It moved its nose trying to smell some clues, the air was filled with the smell of mud after the rain, and a faint almost imperceptible smell of blood.

"What did you smell?" Jerry noticed Tom's movement, and he lowered his head and asked, "Did you smell Sherlock?"

Tom jumped down from his arms and guessed a bunch of little plum blossoms on the ground.

Watson asked in a low voice, "What did it find?"

Jerry didn't answer, he watched Tom wandering around in the hall, and finally ran up the stairs.

Jerry followed without hesitation. Just as Watson was about to catch up, he suddenly felt that something was wrong in the hall.

He stopped, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the furnishings in the hall.

A large dark cloud floated outside the window, and the already dark room became even darker at this time.

At this moment, Watson saw a small red dot out of the corner of his eye.

He looked over sharply, and there was a large vase in the hall near the bottom of the stairs.

The vase was facing the gate obliquely, and a little red light could be vaguely seen between the vase and the stairs.

Watson walked over vigilantly, the plants in the vase had long since withered and died.No sooner had his fingers touched them than they crumbled into powder.

Watson carefully pushed aside the plants, and then he saw a tiny surveillance camera hidden on the vase.

"Jerry, Jerry! You should see this, I think everything we do should be seen." Watson shouted while checking the camera.

It was very quiet in the house, and there was no echo.

Watson wasn't sure if it was because the soundproofing of the house was too good, or because Jerry had encountered some accident and couldn't respond to him.

The only certainty is that Sherlock's reasoning is correct.

This so-called haunted villa does have a big problem.

Watson originally wanted to follow Jerry's footprints on the ground, but he suddenly noticed something.

The monitor needs electricity, and after the old Powell left, the power supply here has been cut off.

Watson searched around the flowerpot for a while, squatting on the ground and feeling the floor carefully.

Dust on one of the floors seemed to shake, and he caught one of the slits and pulled the floor up.

Looking at the stairs below, Watson took a deep breath, patted the ashes on his hands and said helplessly, "If possible, I really don't want to go down."

He took out the flashlight and looked inside tentatively.

There are obvious traces of human activities inside.

Watson looked at the entrance below with a headache, and called back, "Jerry!"

The house was quiet and there was still no sound.

Watson propped himself up on the floor, and began to wonder whether to go upstairs to find Jerry first, or go down and see what's underground.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally covered the board.

He removed the monitor and picked up a small vase for self-defense.

He went upstairs carefully, and there were still Jerry's footprints and a bunch of small plum blossoms on the ground.

And these traces were all broken off in front of a wall.

Watson shone a flashlight on the plain wall in front of him. He tentatively groped, and whispered, "Jerry? Jerry, are you there?"

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