[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

Seeing Miss Robert's burning eyes, Sherlock shifted his position uncomfortably, and then asked, "I want to ask, when did you move here?"

"Oh, it was a week ago, on the 15th, I moved in, but after three or two days, it started to be haunted."

"Has any of them ever been here? Whether it's a plumber or a line repair guy or whatever."

"No. I'm all normal here."

"Really? Has anyone else talked to your aunt about renting the flat?"

"Probably, I don't know."

Sherlock was a little strange, frowned and said, "Have you been out recently? The kind that took a long time."

"No. I seldom go out. I haven't been out since I moved here. I mainly shop online."

"It's like this." Sherlock wondered. Judging from this case, if it was an accident, it should be that someone wanted to enter this room. It may be that the predecessor hid something in this room, so they hoped to drive the owner out of the room. Go out, but they always need to come in once to make some arrangements, so what identity do they use to come in, an identity that will not attract the attention of the owner at all.

While he was thinking, the doorbell rang, and Miss Robert stood up and said, "The takeaway I ordered must have arrived." She walked to the door and opened the door to pay.

"Takeout?" Sherlock looked at the little brother who had been delivering food. The poor high school student who was working part-time to make money flinched under Sherlock's gaze, and said, "Sir, may I ask, do you have any orders?"

"No." Sherlock waved his hand and said, secretly laughing at his stupidity. For a dead house, the takeaway boy is probably the person who visits the door the most, right?How many people will pay attention to going to the toilet when they come up to deliver food?He asked: "Then Miss Robert, I would like to ask, where are the main haunts of your ghosts?"

"The main haunt? It only has sound, let's go to the toilet, where the sound is the loudest."

"Very good." Sherlock stood up and said, "Where is it?"

Mademoiselle Robert pointed the way.Sherlock turned his head and left, Watson naturally followed, and Miss Robert also followed with the takeaway.Going to the door of the toilet, Sherlock pushed Miss Robert out who wanted to follow, closed the door, and said, "I actually want to go to the toilet, do you want to see it too, miss?"

Miss Robert stood outside, and Lestrade looked at each other. It took a while to react, and said in surprise: "No, Dr. Watson also went in, ah, could it be? My God, I'm going to die!! This is RPS !!" Miss Robert blushed slightly, holding her heart silently.Lestrade wiped the sweat off his brow silently, wondering if she was speaking Martian?I can't understand anything, is this the legendary generation gap?Go back and ask Hypatia.

After closing the door, Sherlock took off his coat, threw it to Watson, and then began to bend down to observe every corner in the toilet, and finally let him find a miniature player under the sink, and he turned it upside down After looking at it several times, I couldn't find where the switch was. I thought, could it be that the program is well designed and timed? It's really advanced. How much does it cost? It seems that the secrets of Alfred Louis are very valuable.

Sherlock hid the things, and then went out, and saw Miss Robert looking at himself and Watson with glowing eyes, and turned to poke Watson.Watson could only face that strange gaze, and stepped forward and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Robert, for your cooperation. I would like to ask if the things left by the previous tenant are still there? Can we take a look?"

"Isn't he dead? Do you want it?"

"Yes. Where is it?"

"Come with me." Miss Robert took them to the utility room, and said to the two boxes in the corner: "It's here, take it back if you want. I wanted to donate it too, But I never had time to go out.”

Lestrade nodded in agreement. The otaku family doesn't have time to go out. I have a deep understanding of this.Mycroft would rather work out at home than go for a walk.

After Sherlock asked the police officers who followed him to send everything to Baker Street, he went to Scotland Yard by himself. After interrogating a few Campbells, he found nothing, so he could only go home and start looking at the two boxes of sundries that he moved home. .

After thinking about it for a while, Dr. Watson still called two takeaways and went through the sundries with him.First, a photo frame was pulled out.After Sherlock took the photo frame out, he didn't find the USB flash drive, the password and the small note. Instead, he found another photo behind the photo. It was a woman with a passionate heart. This photo seemed to be taken with a mobile phone. It's not clear, it's a bit blurry, but the eyes of the woman above are full of emotion.Lover of Alfred Luis?Possibly, he put the photo in another place, and then looked through his personal information.In the end, a crumpled draft was found in a gossip magazine, with messy handwriting, several crossed out names, several years, and several abbreviations, some of which were also crossed out.Sherlock read out a little strangely: "John, do you know what PR means?"

"Public relations. Maybe a media PR manager, of course."

"PA"

"Personal assistant."

"Where's PM?"

"Project Manager. What the hell are you looking at?"

"A draft, perhaps, while he was writing his own. It's a little strange though, do we have Alfred Lewis's?"

"Yes, let me have a look." Dr. Watson dug out one of the files, found it and handed it over.Sherlock looked at each other for a while and said, "It's a bit strange."

"what happened?"

"It's like he's falsifying his resume."

"what?"

"Look here, the name has been changed, who can't even remember their own name, and there are public relations managers, accountants, and even computer programmers on the draft here, don't you think these occupations are too different ?"

"Is this a liar?"

"possible."

"But as a liar, why does he have to work in a company for so long? What is it for? Is there anything in this company that deserves him to stay for so long?"

"Do you want to stay in this company for a long time?" Sherlock murmured, "I see, a commercial spy. John, he is a commercial spy. He was sent by a hostile company. So before he went in, he was constantly adjusting himself." To meet the requirements of this company, so that I can enter smoothly. But what is the name of the company he works for? I seem to have read it, but ignored it. "

When Watson heard this, he smiled in surprise: "You just said industrial espionage? Greg said it a long time ago. So, Greg is right?!"

"When?"

"Just a few days ago."

"He must have guessed."

"To be fair, Sherlock. You can't. Gregor may not be as bright as you, but he's just as sharp."

Sherlock flattened his mouth and said, "Well, what's the name of that company?"

"Appledo." Seeing him changing the subject so stiffly, Watson sighed secretly, the narcissistic little bastard, said.

"Oh, thank you, I didn't expect you to remember."

"No, Sherlock, it's written on the resume."

Sherlock looked down and said: "Oh." Then he continued to chatter: "We can now know the reason why Alfred Louis left in a hurry, obviously he has got what he wants, business secrets. Found by Blackwell on the way out, and then they both died. Apparently Appledo's boss also found out about this. He was chasing down the secrets obtained by Alfred Lewis. He first thought that the secrets It will fall into the hands of Blackwell. After he dies, he will inherit it for his daughter. That's why he kidnapped Eva Blackwell. But he didn't find it, and then he went to search for Alfred Lewis The previous apartment, but it was already occupied." After talking a long time, he leaned back on the sofa, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "What's the name of the boss?"

Dr. Watson was stunned, searched the Internet and said, "Charles? August? Magnuson."

"say it one more time."

"Charles? August? Magnuson"

"CAM"

"Oh yes."

"So it's not a cam, it's C.A.M. I don't seem to have any information about him here, so I'll search for him on the Internet, trouble." Sherlock said pleasantly.

"Okay." Dr. Watson replied, and began to search on the Internet. "To be honest, there is not much information. He is a foreigner, and he is a newspaper tycoon. There is nothing left."

"Is there only so much? No wonder, he is indeed a novice. It is probably the first time he has kidnapped people." Sherlock said with a little pride, "Forget it, he is not important now, let's find out what kind of business it is now." Keep it secret. So, where would it be? Think about it, is it in the apartment of Alfred Luis? No, we also looked at the sundries just now, but we didn’t find it. Could it be that we dug in that apartment? A hole? I was inspecting that house today and found no signs of modification. At Blackwell's? No, he probably died without even knowing about it. Alfred Lewis' body is buried When he entered the ground, he was dressed neatly, so he was never searched. Where should he be? Suppose, he got such a business secret, he left right away, was stopped when he left, and died He was not searched afterwards. So it should still be on him. And now his body and belongings are in Scotland Yard, that is to say, the document is also in Scotland Yard. Let’s go now.”

After arriving at Scotland Yard, Lestrade, who was about to get off work, heard the news and said in surprise, "What did you say? There is really a commercial espionage in this case!"

Sherlock said dully, "Yes. You guessed it."

Lestrade said with great surprise: "Yes, I think so too, my intuition is that way."

Sherlock muttered indignantly: "Intuition, hell intuition, what kind of evidence is this!!"

Seeing this, Dr. Watson snickered, and finally smoothed things over and said, "Okay, okay, so let's go to the evidence room now?"

On the way to the evidence room, as soon as he got out of the elevator and saw the dim lights in the corridor, Sherlock said, "Is the budget of Scotland Yard so small? Greg, you can reflect it to Mycroft, probably Your boss recently offended the Home Office again."

"Gregor, forget it. It's not like this usually, what's going on?" Lestrade said, walked to the light switch, turned on all the lights with a swipe, and asked strangely: "Who is watching Evidence room? Such a call to save."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "clang" from one of the evidence rooms at the other end of the corridor.When Sherlock heard this, he ran to the other side following the sound, and the people behind him also ran after seeing this.When they ran there, they heard the sound of flushing in the toilet again, and Sherlock cursed angrily: "Damn, damn, damn!!" A shoulder knocked the door open.

Everyone saw only one person standing in front of the toilet, watching the water swirl away.Lestrade took a breath and said, "Um, Jack?"

The man turned his head when he heard the words, and said as if he was crying: "I'm sorry, Inspector, I'm sorry." Then he took a deep breath, hit the window next to him, and fell straight down.

After the three of them reacted and rushed to the window to look down, Watson asked, "I want to ask, how high is it from here to downstairs?"

"Ten floors, the evidence room, especially the evidence of little use, tends to be placed high." Lestrade said with a bit of panting in his voice.

Looking at the scene downstairs, Sherlock fell silent, and his heart was full of thoughts. Is this a new challenge? ! Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!