[sherlock] Sherlock's Ome

Sherlock took off Magnussen's glasses. "Is this a portable Appledo?" He put them on his nose. "Oh, no. Looks like I'll have to get the thicker ones."

After knocking out several men in suits and tying them up, and carrying the unconscious Magnussen himself, Sherlock got a car from somewhere and went straight to Millverton.

It was a solid mansion, or it could be called a fortress. Magnussen didn't know how many private information of celebrities and high officials were hidden in this house. What they had to do was to find out the information and burn them.

Magnussen woke up halfway, he looked at Shelley with resentful eyes, but gritted his teeth and said nothing. Shelley gave him a disgusted look: "Do you think I haven't found my weakness?"

Magnussen looked at her for a while, then at John and Sherlock, and laughed: "I know Mary Morstan's past, I think you can call her."

Shelley was taken aback, looked up at John, John's expression was not very good, he put a pistol on Magnussen's head: "What did you do to Mary?"

"Oh, what can I do to her, I just know a little about her story." Magnussen said, reaching for the pistol away, but looking at Sherlock, "Don't worry, just give me what I need, and I will naturally I don't know anything."

John also looked at Sherlock, he was unwilling to compromise with the villain, but he was also worried for Mary. Sherlock paused and glanced at John: "No need, we just need to burn the information you put in the Milverton chamber."

John's eyes lit up immediately, and Shelley also breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was curious about Mary's past that was worthy of being threatened, as long as it could be resolved, everything else could be discussed at home.

Milverton is really big. Shelley originally thought there would be a lot of security personnel and various agencies that appeared in many movies, but who knows, there are only one follower, plus the three they threw at 221B, the total is not enough. ten people.

Magnussen, who was unsuccessful in threatening, remained silent until he saw his men pointing guns at them, then he shook his body and stood up: "You should think about what you can give me, otherwise you will be in jail , especially this young lady." He stared at Shelley with eyes like a dead fish, she really made him suffer enough, and he is still so painful that he can't straighten up.

"Me? What did I do? I just beat a robber who broke into the house." Shelley said, "You should take us to your secret room, maybe I'll have a good time burning the fire, and don't care about your breaking in My family is charged."

Magnussen smiled, but his smile did not make people feel kind and gentle. Instead, it made Shelley feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and goose bumps all over his body.

"Come on, let me show you the Appledore Chamber of Secrets." Magnussen walked through the gate of Milverton first, walked up to the second floor, and opened a door that looked ordinary. Inside was a square that was no more than two square meters A small room with nothing in it but a chair.

"Where's the Chamber of Secrets?" Shelley asked.

"The secret room? There is no secret room in this house," Magnussen sat down on the chair proudly. "The so-called Appledore secret room is just my thinking hall."

Sherlock suddenly touched his coat pocket, and the guns of several security guards turned towards him immediately, but Sherlock calmly took out a mobile hard drive from his pocket: "Here is the copy from Mycroft computer, I will exchange it for your files in the basement .”

Magnussen smiled: "You are no stranger to thinking halls, right? Sherlock, how to store information through image memory so that you will never forget it. I just need to sit here and close my eyes to enter my hall." He pretended to make Looking for things, "Let's take a look at Mrs. Warson's information, oh, it's amazing, it's all bloody deeds from the CIA..."

"CIA?" John broke out.

"Yeah, but she's out on her own now. Bad girl, oh, it's so wicked, no wonder you like her."

"Then there is nothing real here at all?"

"Of course, but sometimes I send someone to fetch something, but most of the time I write it down. Know it and you have it."

Shelley was puzzled: "Then you have no evidence."

"Miss, I don't need evidence, I'm in the news. When it comes to news, you're going to be in the headlines tomorrow." He glanced at the hard drive in Sherlock's hand pointedly, "attempting to sell me state secrets. Let's get out, they're probably coming soon, I can't wait to see you get arrested."

Shelley looked at Sherlock worriedly, only regretting that she didn't directly trample him to death when she did it before, so that he can still threaten them with such mentality now.

Before she could ask Sherlock if there was any countermeasure, there was the roar of helicopters outside the window, and Mycroft's voice: "Sherlock Holmes, John Warson, Shelley Hope, back off, all back off."

"How?" she asked.

"There's nothing to do. I'm not a criminal. I'm just a businessman. It just so happens that you are one of my commodities."

It was already dark, and groups of heavily armed soldiers marched into the mansion with their guns in hand. Magnussen was still chattering and taunting Sherlock. Shelley wanted to beat him up angrily, but Sherlock stretched out his hand to stop him.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and when Magnussen turned to Shelley, he suddenly stepped forward from John and said loudly, "Please do some work, I was never a hero, I was a high-functioning sociopath. Goodbye!"

He raised his arm, and in a blink of an eye, the gun went off, and Magnussen fell.The Napoleon of blackmail is dead, shot dead by the world's only consulting detective, Sherlock Holmes.

Shelley stared blankly at him until Mycroft yelled, "Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot Sherlock Holmes!"

She just came to her senses and ran over quickly, using her body to block Sherlock who dropped the gun and knelt on the ground as much as possible. She was afraid that those people would be too nervous to shoot.The red dots of several sights dangled on her body, then moved away.

"Sorry, Shelley," Sherlcok said.

Shelley had a sore nose, tried hard to hold back tears, and shook her head vigorously: "I should have beaten him to death in the afternoon."

Because of Mycroft's presence, John and Shelley were released quickly, but Sherlock was kept locked up. After all, he killed a person in front of so many people, even if that person was a villain. Shelley was very worried, and Mycroft's face was also not good. Although he tried his best, Sherlock still had to accept an undercover mission that narrowly escaped death. Although the duration was only six months, everyone knew that the possibility of him coming back alive was very high. Small.

"Sorry, Shelley, if I come back in six months, shall we get married?"

Shelley's eyes were red and swollen, and she wished she had gone with her, but it wasn't between her and Sherlock.She nodded vigorously: "We will get married when you come back."

The author has something to say: Let it end like this, everyone knows that Sherlock flew into the sky for 4 minutes and came back...