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More romances, but her ring was completely untouched, as I just saw when her head was carried away in the ambulance.And this is your study, right?Your wife probably doesn't come here often to do things, but here is a cup of black tea that you like to drink. If you smell it, it should have whiskey in it. This is a man's taste, and you are not a person who cares about these things. , if you want to drink tea and whiskey, there should be at least a wine cabinet in your study, so this cup of tea was made for you by your wife, and you didn't notice this cup of tea before, which means that It's not a new thing for you, you're used to it, so your wife still loves you as much as before, otherwise she wouldn't care about your health - IMHO, she probably still keeps it from you Added something else to your tea, from the unmelted powder it looked like sleeping pills, so she also added extra whiskey - to mask the taste of sleeping pills.She probably did this because you have been in a bad state recently - dark circles under your eyes, blisters at the corners of your mouth, receding hairline... These all indicate that you haven't had a good rest recently, and she doesn't understand your work - Because she is a typical housewife—so she concluded that you were unable to sleep because of work, and the sleeping pills in the tea are the best expression of her love for you—”

Sherlock paused, staring into Pete's eyes, and asked, "I just said three points, do you need me to continue?"

Pete seemed completely dumbfounded.

Sherlock's series of words blasted Pete to pieces like cannonballs. Whenever Sherlock finished speaking, Pete's face turned pale. After Sherlock finished speaking, Pete's face was almost completely bloodless.

"you you……"

"Sherlock Holmes," Sherlock nodded to Pete, then stepped aside so that Pete could see John, and then said, "John Watson, I think this is what you want to ask."

"I...I know who you are," Pete's voice trembled, "you are..."

"No one here needs you to educate me about who I am," Sherlock interrupted Pete, and said hastily, "Tell me, tell me everything you know, or you may be charged with intentional homicide .”

Pete was shocked, "You...how did you appear here? You...you knew I would do such a thing?!"

Sherlock rolled his eyes, as if he didn't want to talk to Pete at all.

"No," John said, "we're here because Tom and the others—that is, the founders of the website you mentioned—came to us, and you're the third such thing they've encountered, so They wanted us to help. And the second person besides this is now dead, just an hour ago, was found dead in his home, and he had those comics in his computer. We are afraid that you will also If something goes wrong, come here.”

"Comic... website..." Pete looked a little dazed, "God, why are you doing this to me..."

"God didn't do anything to you." John put his hand on Pete's shoulder, forcing him to look up into his eyes. "You saw the ending of the comic you received. If God arranged these, then You should have killed your own wife by now, but in fact you didn't, your wife is still saved!"

"Lilyz..."

"So what you are going through now is not arranged by God, but by someone." John exerted some force on his hand, "Now, tell us what you know, and we can help you!"

I don't know if John's words played any role, but Pete's spirit has indeed improved miraculously.

His eyes were a little bright, and the way he looked at John was like looking at a god.

John looked into Pete's eyes and asked word by word: "So, what happened?"

"I..." There was a struggle in Pete's eyes, and he wanted to speak, but he pursed his lips tightly.

"A deceit is the best thing in this world to see through," Sherlock said suddenly, "as long as the deceived person has doubts about the deception, all the lies in the deception will be exposed—but some people just don't want to do it." Believing that they have been deceived, they deliberately ignore those lies, they are unwilling to believe that they will be deceived so easily, and even do things that they themselves cannot forgive."

"I...I said!" Pete wiped away the tears on his face, staring at Sherlock with red eyes, "You...you must help me, otherwise..."

"When did you start going on that website?" Sherlock, obviously tired of hearing Pete's nonsense, interrupted him bluntly and asked, "Who did you meet?"

Pete's lips twitched a bit before he said, "About a year ago, I started going because it happened to be explaining my favorite comics... I didn't meet anyone on it, but there is a discussion board on the website, I sometimes discuss my views with others on it, but I haven't met any regular people... I don't think I know anything on the Internet except that I went to the creator of the website after the comic was serialized people."

Sherlock paused for a second, and ordered: "Find out all your speeches on the website and show me."

Pete walked to the computer, John had already opened the website, Pete tremblingly entered his account management, and asked Sherlock to read his message from the first one.

"You... did you find anything?" Pete asked tremblingly.

But he didn't get Sherlock's answer.

"He's thinking," John whispered in Pete's ear, "don't disturb him, it will come to fruition in a while."

Pete watched suspiciously as Sherlock quickly skimmed through his speech, sometimes stopping for a while, and sometimes skipping quickly.

After about a minute, Sherlock suddenly stood up, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"John! I know!" Sherlock yelled, "Come with me!"

"No! You can't go!" Pete pressed Sherlock's chest, blocking his way out, "What would I do if you left?! You said I helped me!"

"I never said I would help you," Sherlock slapped Pete's hand away, "I'm only responsible for investigating the case. But you don't have to worry about having nowhere to go. According to the efficiency of Scotland Yard, they should have arrived at your building by now." Down, if you go downstairs now, you should have a face-to-face with their Inspector Lestrade, and he will arrange your whereabouts."

Pete's face was mixed with shock and fear, but Sherlock had already pushed him away and ran downstairs, and John hurried to follow.

When they got downstairs, they saw that Lestrade had already entered Pete's house.

"What happened here?" Lestrade asked anxiously, "Sherlock, you..."

Sherlock walked straight past Lestrade without even giving him half of his eyes, and said, "I have something to do, I will leave it to you here."

John gave Lestrade a sympathetic look, but he knew that no one could control Sherlock in this state, so he didn't intend to make Sherlock really stop.

"Lestrade, Pete is upstairs. He almost killed his wife just now, and he is very unstable now. You can go up and find him, oh, and," John looked at the sofa next to him, but the next Seconds, he felt his heart was clenched——

Lalaji, who was supposed to be lying on the sofa, disappeared!

"You... have you seen a child?" John's voice trembled, "A little girl, she just lay on the sofa!"

"What?" Lestrade's face was full of doubts, "I don't know, you came down from upstairs as soon as we came in."

"Oh my god..."

John closed his eyes, ran out quickly and grabbed Sherlock's shoulder, and then met Sherlock's impatient eyes, but he couldn't care less!

"Large's gone, Sherlock!" said John quickly. "I put her down in the drawing room just now, and now she's gone, except for one of my clothes!"

Sherlock's expression froze instantly, and he ran back to the living room at almost flying speed, pushed away two agents who blocked his route, and threw himself directly on the sofa.

Sherlock first swept the sofa carefully, and then began to search frantically, but found nothing.He paused, as if remembering something, grabbed John's clothes that he had just thrown aside, and started to take out John's pocket.

The next second, Sherlock seemed to be pressed the pause button, and then slowly took John's hand out of John's pocket.

——A white ball of paper was taken out by Sherlock.

"Dear Sherlock,

This is the time when a child is supposed to be sleeping where she is supposed to be, isn't it?

M "

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"Moriarty..." John looked at the handwriting on the note, and he regretted it to death!

At that time, he was worried that the conversation between Sherlock and Pete would disturb Lallage's rest, so he left Lallage downstairs alone, and there was no clue from the beginning to the end of the case that it was related to Moriarty, so He hadn't thought at all—he hadn't thought that Lallage would be Moriarty's target!

— what a fucking day!

"John, come with me." Sherlock stood up from the ground, with an unusually cold expression on his face, clutching