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#Moriarty (4)#

221B Baker Street

Sherlock was sitting on the sofa in a suit and leather shoes. Beside him, Holmes and his wife were sitting restlessly with red eyes.

His fingertips turned white, and Sherlock tightly squeezed the envelope in his hand. He comforted the parents beside him in a low voice, and carefully looked at the brown envelope in front of him.

The recipient: Sherlock Holmes was written on the surface of the envelope in wild handwriting, but there was no information about the sender.

Carefully opening the envelope and putting it on the tip of his nose, Sherlock smelled a faint smell of chocolate.He reached into the envelope with two slender fingers and pulled out a green candy wrapper.

Sherlock frowned slightly, and carefully looked at the candy paper, which was extremely ordinary and flawless.He put the candy wrapper on the tip of his nose and smelled a faint smell of rust. He stuck out the tip of his tongue uncertainly and licked the green candy wrapper. The slightly astringent smell made him open his eyes unconsciously.

"It's mercury." Sherlock's voice remained calm, and he explained blankly, "The candy wrapper is contaminated with mercury. The more Yurina eats, the more dangerous it will be."

"What should I do? Poor Urina." Mrs. Holmes was the first to cry bitterly. Mr. Holmes next to her hugged her shoulders to comfort her, while looking at Sherlock and asked, "Can we find the kidnapper? We will immediately Call the police."

"Don't expect the group of goldfish in Scotland Yard to help solve the case!" Sherlock refused coldly. He stood up neatly, and tied a dark blue scarf around his neck as he walked.

"You can go back and wait for the news." Before going out, Sherlock turned around and told Holmes and his wife, and left quickly.

John had been waiting on the first floor for a long time. Seeing Sherlock hurrying down the stairs, he rushed up and asked, "Any news about Urina?"

"She's not in danger for the time being." Sherlock said, walked out the door quickly, and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

"How do you know?" John looked anxious, and he followed Sherlock into the taxi.

"The candy wrapper in the envelope is stained with mercury, but Yurina is a picky eater, she never eats chocolate." Sherlock smiled confidently, he tightened the scarf around his neck, and looked out the car window with green eyes in thought for a while Said, "We need to find a bargaining chip with him."

"What chips?" John was puzzled.

"London criminal darknet, that's his weakness." Sherlock smiled confidently. Moriarty is a boring and arrogant kid. Without the London criminal darknet, he is like an octopus whose tentacles have been cut off. Not being able to scare his heart the most.

——*——

Sunlight poured in through the windows on the roof, the room was quiet and comfortable, but Xiao Wu was flustered in his heart.

It has been half a day since Moriarty left, and she has reason to believe that the other party has passed the news of her kidnapping to Sherlock, but... Xiao Wu rubbed his hands with an anxious expression on his face, Sherlock's feelings for her are very weak , she didn't think he would come to save her without hesitation.

Xiao Wu wanted to find a way to save herself, but she was helpless trapped in this empty room.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room, Xiao Wu tried hard to recall the spells he had practiced, but without Yuluo's help, the practice always seemed to be close to something.

Looking up at the window above her head, Xiao Wu suddenly thought of a good way. She has a shallow practice and cannot ride the clouds, but it shouldn't be difficult to climb the roof, right?

Standing up quickly, Xiao Wu was full of confidence.

But... Xiao Wu still overestimated her ability. The walls of the empty room were smooth. Even though she could jump higher than ordinary people, it was not an easy task to grab the roof.

The red dot on the roof was still flashing non-stop. In front of the monitoring screen, Moriarty couldn't help but twitched again. There seemed to be no normal people in the Holmes family.

Raising his hand to pick up the coffee in front of him, Moriarty took a sip and leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa. Thinking of Sherlock's rage when he received the letter, he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Moriarty was in a rare good mood, and he couldn't help humming a song, and now he was going to make the next step of planning.

Taking out gum from his pocket, Moriarty chewed and dialed the phone in his hand, "Start the project code-named 'Urina' now!"

——*——

"Dinglingling..." The ear-piercing cell phone rang suddenly.

Sherlock answered the phone naturally, and a strange woman's cry came from the microphone, "Hello, Sherlock, the hors d'oeuvres are on the table, please take your time."

"Let Yurina go, the contest between us should not involve other people." Sherlock's voice was calm, but his fingertips holding the phone were white and bloodless.

"Yurina...isn't someone else." The woman's cry continued through the microphone, "She was chosen by me to be a witness to this contest."

The conversation quickly hung up the phone, and Sherlock looked at the phone in his hand, thinking about Moriarty's intentions.

"Dingling..." The phone rang again, this time it was Inspector Lestrade's call.

"Sherlock, the Queen's scepter has been stolen from the London Museum." Lestrade's voice was broken, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "The murderer who stole the scepter left a sentence at the crime scene—go find Xia Locke Holmes."

"I'll be right over." Hanging up the phone, Sherlock reminded the taxi driver, "Go to the London Museum."