[sherlock] Sherlock's Ome

Shelley watched silently as Moriarty made calls, some of which were of an obvious business nature, while others were about monitoring Sherlock's movements.Occasionally, he despised Shelley when he was free, or said a few words similar to teasing Sherlock, thinking that Shelley was not good enough for Sherlock, and Sherlock was pulled into mortals...

Are you in love with Sherlock? Shelley secretly complained in his heart, has been paying attention to Sherlock silently, and even did some bad things to attract his attention, and now he thinks her girlfriend has delayed Sherlock, what is this not love?

It's just that Shelley thinks that if he wants to get out alive, it's better not to offend him. This moriarty looks like a pervert. Who knows what he will do to him if he loses his mind.She glanced at the big man who had been standing silently at the door. His gun had been pointed at her and hadn't moved for at least an hour.

She couldn't wait for Sherlock to come to her rescue, she just wanted to get out of here, she had to get them out of this room. Shelley half closed his eyes, his mind spinning wildly.She was good at fighting, but brainstorming was really not her forte, that was Sherlock's job since she was a child.

If it was Sherlock, what would he do? Shelley imagined it for a while, and felt that it would be better not to refer to his behavior. That guy would definitely not pay attention to his own safety, and would just say whatever he wanted to provoke the other party.

Time passed slowly, there was no clock in the room, and Shelley didn't wear a watch. I didn't know what time it was, and I didn't know how long it had been since I was kidnapped.But I'm so hungry, I was going to go home and cook.

"Mr. Moriarty, do you have three meals a day?" She looked at a gap when Moriarty hung up the phone and asked, "I haven't had dinner yet."

Moriarty froze for a moment, then shook his head at the man at the door.The man turned his head and said something to the outside, and soon someone came in with a tray, and someone moved a small table in front of Shelley. Shelley was so hungry that he didn't care about the amount, so he started to eat big while holding the plate.

After eating more than half of it and alleviating the strong feeling of hunger, she raised her head and asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Moriarty looked at her with interest and asked, "Aren't you scared?"

Shelley swallowed a mouthful of sausage: "I'm afraid, but you haven't killed me for so long, so you want to exchange me and Sherlock for something, so what should I be afraid of, anyway, Sherlock will come to save me."

"Oh? You have great confidence in him?"

"Of course, Sherlock is smart, nothing can trouble him, he will definitely save me." Shelley gave him a contemptuous look, and performed the performance of a little woman in love who trusts her boyfriend wholeheartedly. Quietly gave myself 32 likes in my heart.

Moriarty is a smart man, and a smart man would not argue with this kind of woman who is in love about whether her boyfriend or himself is smarter.He just glanced at her with disdain, turned and left the room——Although this woman's behavior was a bit reckless that night at the swimming pool, it was also admirable. It's worth his second look.

Although Moriarty went out, the man with the gun was still standing at the door, but he didn't need to stand still at the door now.The room was small and had no windows inside. Immediately after Shelley finished eating, someone came to take away the table and tableware, and now there was nothing in the room except the chair she was sitting on.

There might have been a hidden camera or two, but Shelley didn't know where they were and didn't bother to find them.

After sitting in the room for a while, Shelley kept counting in her heart, counting the time so that no one would be suspicious, she stood up and said, "I have to go to the bathroom."

The man glanced at her and ignored her. Shelley slowed down and said: "Please, I really want to go to the bathroom. I drank a bottle of drink on the train this afternoon. It's been a long time since I went to the bathroom." She was fidgeting, her legs rubbed and twisted slightly .

The man hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Come with me."

Turned two corners, took an upward staircase, and at the end of a quiet corridor there was a small, dilapidated bathroom.The man looked at the small window, then at Shelley's figure, went in and reached out to close the window.

The window was the old-fashioned metal style, and it probably hadn't been closed for a long time. He pulled it, but didn't pull it. Shelley said anxiously: "Hurry up, I can't bear it anymore."

The man glanced at her and pulled it harder, but the window was probably rusted, so he still didn't pull it.He had to put the gun back in the inner pocket, stretch out his dominant right hand to pull the window, and this time the window moved.But at this moment, he already felt the sound of "huh" coming from the back of his head, which was very urgent and short.

The man screamed in his heart that it was not good. He wanted to avoid the attack and touch the gun, but it was too late. Shelley clasped his thumb on the index nail, the second knuckle of the index finger protruded forward, and clasped the thumb and index finger into the shape of a water hyacinth, and hit him hard on the neck.The man fell down before he could make any sound.

Shelley let out a sigh of relief, turned and closed the bathroom door, dragging the man away from the window.The window was not big, but it was a bit high. Shelley reached out and tried to push the closed window open, but her height was a bit too big compared to the man's, and the window was rusted, so she couldn't do much.

Fortunately, the toilet was not far from the window. She closed the toilet lid, stood on the toilet and stretched out her hand to push the window. With great difficulty, she pushed it completely open. She poked her head out and saw that there was a secluded alley outside. There are a few gangster-like men smoking and chatting around the mouth.As long as she goes out from here, it will definitely startle people. Moriarty must not be the only one who has a gun, and she won't be able to run away from bullets.

After hesitating for a while, she pulled up her sleeves and wiped the upper, lower, left, and right frames of the window, then turned around and opened the bathroom door.

Sherlock received Moriarty's call about an hour and a half before they separated from Shelley, and Shelley disappeared for 40 minutes.

"Sherloes, I told you not to meddle in your own business..."

Sherlock was not in the mood to listen to Moriarty recounting the things he had done to him, and he didn't have time to chat with him, so he asked directly, "Where is Shelley?"

Moriarty didn't mind, just said: "Of course this lovely lady is in my hands. I believe you know what I want. There is no way. My client only needs this. This is a big deal. In order not to be caught by you Destruction, I have no choice but to invite Miss Hope to be my guest."

Sherlock hung up the phone with a sullen face: "Have you tracked it down?"

Mycroft listened to the voice on the phone and shook his head at him. Neither of them was disappointed. It would be surprising if Moriarty's whereabouts were so easy to track.

Sherlock stood up: "John, let's go, it's time for us to act."

John quickly stood up and followed, asking, "Where are we going?"

"Go to your old classmate Perceyphelps, we have to get that document back."

John was stunned and said: "You mean, Perceyphelps got the documents?"

"No, he didn't have to do that. If he did it, then he only needs to make an extra copy. He doesn't need to take the original away, alarm his boss and lose his own future. However, that document is indeed in the perceyphelps house."

The papers were indeed in the perceyphelps house, and when they turned over his couch they found the papers in a plastic file bag, taped to the bottom with double-sided tape.The thief was his brother-in-law joseph harrison. He took a taxi to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to find him because his brother-in-law missed an appointment. After seeing the document, he took it impromptu.It’s just that before he could think of a way to deal with the document when he got home, Perceyphelps came back and fell ill. In order to facilitate his recuperation, the family arranged him in the living room where Joseph Harrison hid the document, so he never had the opportunity to take it out.

As soon as the documents were in hand, Moriarty's call arrived. He didn't seem to be afraid of being caught at all, so he directly told Sherlock his address and asked him to bring the documents to change people.

Sherlock really only brought documents and John, at least on the surface.But when he got there, Sherlock was surprised to find that it was a bit of a mess, not at all Moriarty.

problem occurs?

He and John looked at each other, and John subconsciously touched his waist, where he put his pistol.

Something really happened, Moriarty got the report right after she hung up the phone, the hostage pretended to go to the bathroom, knocked out the surveillance person and fled, but the people on the street outside the bathroom didn't see her go out.

Moriarty saw the scene and thought the traces on her window were just a lie, but they searched the house for a long time but couldn't find anyone, and she disappeared out of thin air...