[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

The cell where they were locked up was a very cramped, dark room with only one small window, probably because the people here felt that they were not that important compared to Dr. Lance, so there was no guard at the door .

It took nearly a day and a night to get here from the clinic in the suburbs of London, which shows how far the two places are. In fact, Sherlock woke up halfway, but he remained in a coma until they reach the so-called destination.

This seems to be a closed space.

Coming out of their cell is a deep and long corridor, with tightly locked doors on both sides, with some numbers that no one can understand written on it with old faded red paint, and pale lights on the dome. The fluorescent lamp was covered with a layer of black dust, so the whole passageway looked gloomy.

It seemed deserted.

"These doors are really old... they look almost like historical relics." Sherlock said, taking out his mobile phone from his pocket - it was already broken, and it was precisely because of this that it was not blocked by those people. people take it.

He shook his head and said softly: "It's a pity that Su isn't here..."

Mycroft continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear it, until he reached the end of the corridor, they were blocked by a coded locked door.

"There are electronic locks - the other doors have regular locks."

"Do you want to open it?"

Mycroft went forward to study the electronic lock, and Sherlock took out the thin wire that was used to pick the lock just now, and quietly pried open the door next to it——

"Oh..." He held the door frame and turned his head away for a second, then turned back again, "Mycroft, you guys are busy now."

Mycroft turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a huge glass wall erected in this room, and behind the glass wall, there was a row of fine steel railings, which separated seven or eight strange-shaped reapers, and saw him through the glass. see.

"I can guarantee that all the houses here are closed with these ghost things."

"I think..." Mycroft took a deep breath, "You're right."

When the Reapers saw them, the tentacles on their heads moved limply and then fell down again. They were not as aggressive as those they saw in London before, and they had a reluctant consciousness. They were more like A group of animals imprisoned in cages after being hunted, waiting for human slaughter.

But in a strange irony, they were once human too.

"This Mr. Fish who slipped through the net is really capable..."

"The lock can't be opened," Mycroft frowned. "Tools are needed."

"Then I can only go back and wait," Sherlock shrugged, "but I don't want to be with a bunch of Reapers at all..."

At this time, the electronic lock indicator light on the door suddenly started to flash, and Sherlock and Mycroft hid in the room where the Reaper was closed at the same time. When the door was gently closed, the electronic lock door opened with a "beep".

It seemed that someone came in, and the footsteps were disorderly, but there were not many people. They opened the door opposite the room where Sherlock and Mycroft were, and came out again after a while. One of them muttered something to open the door of the passage——

Sherlock raised three fingers towards Mycroft who was standing by the door. Mycroft slightly raised his chin at him indifferently. Sherlock sneered silently, looked through the crack of the door for a second, then opened the door and walked away. out.

Mycroft raised his eyebrows slightly as he stared at the sluggish Reaper behind the glass wall, and after a chaotic and dull sound outside the door, Sherlock poked his head in and said, "Researchers."

Mycroft turned around, pointed at the glass wall and said, "It seems that there is something, or the medicine suppressed them..."

"I'm curious, what method did they use to control this violent monster..."

McCoff said nothing.

"They came with syringes and sealed test tubes." Sherlock waved the test tube in his hand towards him, which contained half a tube of viscous scarlet liquid. "Collected the blood of the Reapers."

"At this time, we need to pretend to be some unobtrusive little guys," Mycroft walked to the door, looked at the three people lying on the ground, and said, "Maybe we will have some surprising discoveries..."

==

after one day.

"What the hell is this place..."

Su Fu looked at the gray valley in front of him and frowned.

She and Freya stood on a high place, and a deep canyon stretched under their feet like a giant mouth of an evil beast. Looking down from here, one can see the dark green weeds with large leaves covered with hoarfrost. The rocks and gravel are very abrupt and ugly, and the gray-white icy mist is floating in the canyon. You can't see the bottom at a glance, and you can't see what is in the valley.

Freya said, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

As she spoke, she looked at a dusty owl on Su Fu's shoulder.

In response to her question, the owl called out feebly, expressing its belief or not, anyway, it followed the bad guys for a day and a night and finally followed here, and then used its fastest speed to find Su Fu who was thousands of miles away, and then Flying over with them, it is almost a useless scroll, you dare to question the great scroll, it is really unreasonable.

"It's been two days..." Freya put on the electronic chronograph on her wrist again, and the numbers belonging to the time were flowing away quickly.

"Go down and have a look." Su Fu said as he pulled out his wand, walked carefully along the steep slope full of sharp sand and stones, and walked into the unknown fog.

Freya followed her for a distance, and suddenly said, "Su, do you feel something is wrong?"

The deep valley is very quiet, and her voice is like throwing a stone into a lake, drawing out circles of ripples, which last for a long time on the quiet water.

Su Fu turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A feeling of impaired movement," Freya tried to describe the feeling as she considered the words, "The blood flow seems to be blocked, and I can't exert any force..."

"Huh? Is there—"

Suddenly the grass in front of him moved, Su Fu raised his wand without thinking, a red light shot over, a few blades of grass were cut off, and a black lizard crawled out from behind, looking at it with inorganic eyes. After looking at them, he jumped away in twos and threes.

Su Fu took a deep breath and said, "You're right—I used the Explosive Curse just now, which is a powerful offensive spell, but it didn't even kill a lizard..."

"So this ghostly place restricts special powers?" Freya asked, "Is there such a place?"

"It's totally fair to say that," Su Fu said, looking at the surrounding fog, "When I just graduated, I traveled around with a friend and went to a small island in the Pacific Ocean, where the magic power of wizards would be increased by more than ten times. But once you leave the island, you will recover again..."

Freya's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

They walked along the slope for more than an hour, and it seemed that they had reached the depths of the canyon, where the fog was so thick that they could hardly see the scenery two meters ahead, and could not distinguish the direction. A person bumped in like a blind man, and at this time he was in a dilemma.

"Wait," Freya suddenly called to Su Fu who was walking in front, knelt down, put her ears on the ground and listened for a while, then whispered, "Ten meters, there is someone."

Immediately afterwards, there was a rush of fierce dog barking from all directions.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write more, but the computer ran out of battery, well, it’s too late, my fault.

I will try to update this part of the plot tomorrow, and then we will enter the last part, and then it will be over. It is about the same as my initial estimate of the total number of words. It will not be very long. I will not ask for a message today. Wait until You must leave a message when I write about it, I love you.