[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Street lamps shine through the night and fall on the stone steps and green grass, reflecting patches of dim yellow.

The man sat on the stone steps facing the circular fountain, his arms resting on his knees, his mobile phone twirling in his hand hanging in mid-air.At a certain moment, his playing hand suddenly stopped, and the corner of his mouth hooked.

"Good day, Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock stood still on the two steps behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly: "We have seen it before."

"We met once, at Huilang Women's College." The man got up and dusted himself off, put the phone back in his coat pocket, turned around and stretched out his right hand: "Xia Zuo."

Sherlock walked down the steps and reached out to shake his hand: "So, why do you want me to come out? You are not afraid that I will call people from Scotland Yard and send you in to be with Tom and the others?"

"I know your deductive reasoning is very good, but you have no evidence to arrest people." Xia Zuo stood up straight, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "However, I'm still curious, how did you know that the letter was clearly written by Sonny?" I'm looking for you?"

"The letter is nothing special, it's just an old friend's greeting. The printing of the letter paper is very unique." Sherlock took out a bunch of paper from his pocket and threw it to Xia Zuo, "The dotted lines in the last two lines are different, Morse code, H, D, 8. See you at 8, Hyde Park."

"I specially used light gray, but it can't escape your eyes." Xia Zuo took a look at the ball of paper, chuckled, and then withdrew his smile, leaving only coldness: "Our supply is very wide, you You can save London, but you can't save the whole world. Without this batch of goods, there are still thousands of goods sent from all over the world. K doesn't care about the people you saved."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you provoking me?"

"No, I just think that you should listen to your brother and don't fight against K. It's not good for you, and it's the same for Sonny." Xia Zuo put away the letter and walked past him, "If you still want Sang If Nido stays with you for a few days."

"She's not Sonny."

"She is." Xia Zuo paused, "She just lost her memory temporarily, and sooner or later she will remember who she is."

Sherlock turned back to look at Xia Zuo, who seemed to notice his gaze and waved his hand.

Xia Zuo stepped into the helicopter and looked back at Sherlock.Xia Zuo's shout came from the sound of the propeller spinning.

"You can't condemn Tom and Ethan, but I can."

Seeing the helicopter rising into the night sky, Sherlock took out his mobile phone: "I want to see you, immediately, immediately."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly stepped up the steps and ran towards the park gate.

An hour later... In the morgue of San Barceló Hospital, Sherlock stood under the light, his gaze fell on the broken bones on the metal bed.

There was the sound of the door opening.

"Is this the result of a day of digging in the fish pond?"

Lestrade was startled: "It's actually two days."

Jasmine said in a low voice, "Sherlock, these are not human bones."

"Of course I know." Sherlock turned to look at Lestrade, "What about that photo?"

"There are obvious signs of synthesis and aging, and it is very unclear and cannot be restored." Lestrade coughed twice, "We have lifted the floor you mentioned, it is a small cellar, what is in it? None. The students you rescued all changed their testimonies, saying that they were traveling in a group. The parents of the female students who were taken away even said that their daughters were sent to study abroad by themselves, and there are ticket stubs.”

"When did it happen?" Sherlock's eyes darkened.

"Just now."

"Has anyone come to see Tom or Ethan?"

Lestrade thought for a moment: "There is a man, Tom's brother."

"Call out the video of their meeting." Sherlock turned and walked towards the door.

Lestrade followed up: "I was watching outside. They were just chatting about family affairs, nothing special. Is there any problem?"

"He's not Tom's brother. They must have exchanged information in some way. Check immediately whether there is any fire in the towns and towns around London in the past week, even small fires." Sherlock said as he walked.

The phone rang, and Lestrade took out his phone.

"What did you say? Okay, I'll be there right away." Hanging up the phone, Lestrade stopped Sherlock, "Sherlock, a small flour mill in the suburbs just exploded, and the factory was completely destroyed."

"Damn, damn. They must be there. Send me the monitoring route immediately."

Seeing Sherlock walking in another direction, Lestrade frowned: "Now? Where are you going? The direction is wrong over there."

"Of course it's now, otherwise? I'll go to the wooden house now to see if there are any clues. You go to the flour mill immediately and check all the vehicles that have entered and exited recently." Sherlock turned to look at Lestrade, his tone was not without irritability, "Without evidence, they will be acquitted!"

"Oh, okay, I'll deal with it right away." Lestrade turned and walked towards the police car.

The wooden house was pitch black, Sherlock put on his night vision goggles, pushed the door softly and walked in.Walking to the storage room, he leaned over and stroked the scratches on the floor.He got up and took the shovel beside him, and dug up the haystack in front of him.Seeing that they were about to dig to the bottom, they suddenly heard a loud noise behind them.

He turned around and saw Chen Shuyao in checked pajamas, holding a cane, and a tall and thick man lying on the floor behind him.

Seeing the shock on Sherlock's expression, Chen Shuyao silently retracted her crutches and smiled: "Good evening, Juan Fu."

A few minutes later... Chen Shuyao sat on the single bed, watching Sherlock tie the man tightly to the chair with hemp rope.

"How did you come?"

"He came by taxi." Chen Shuyao maintained a proper smile.

She wouldn't say that it was the game that reminded her of a new mission, she fell into a drowsy sleep, clicked on auto-follow, and flew over directly.

Sherlock glanced at her: "I didn't hear a car coming."

Chen Shuyao didn't know how to explain it, when she saw the person on the chair straighten her head and hurriedly pointed at him: "Hey! He's awake! You can ask him why he's here so late, hurry up!"

Before Sherlock could react, the man showed panic: "Why are you tying me up? Hiss, why does my head hurt so much?"

Sherlock looked at Chen Shuyao, who silently turned his head and looked away, nonchalantly picking at the thread on the edge of his clothes with his fingers.

"Why are you here?" Sherlock shone the light of his phone's flashlight on the man's face.

"I'm a fisherman near here. When I heard a car coming in the middle of the night, I came to have a look." The man squinted his eyes, "Can you stop looking at me like this? I'm really a good person!"

"You know Ethan?" Sherlock silently moved the light source aside.

"What Ethan? You mean the owner of this fish pond? We don't know each other well, and he doesn't come here often." The corner of the man's mouth curled up, his smile unclear, "But he occasionally brings women over, which is a bit noisy."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly: "You mean they are here?"

The man hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. Once, I happened to come back late, and I passed by here, and I overheard it."

"Are you sure it's not screaming? Or the one with crying?" Chen Shuyao looked over, dubious.

"Of course not, people in their forties can't hear these things?" The man frowned slightly, "Actually, I'm also very surprised why a small boss like him insists on staying here overnight. And what does this house look like?" Like being able to live in people?"

"Does he have any strange behaviors?" Sherlock took out the ultraviolet light source and carefully shone across the floor.

The man thought carefully for a moment: "It's nothing...just that I heard that this fish pond was originally owned by a couple, and no one knew when it was bought by him."

Sherlock paused when he heard the words, "Thomas and his wife?"

"It seems to be called Thomas!"

"Shuyao." Sherlock called out and walked towards the storage room.

Chen Shuyao took the crutches and limped along.

"Hey, I've said everything I know, shouldn't you let go of me first? Ah?" the man shouted, but the two people in front of him chatted and walked, completely filtering out his words.

Sherlock scraped away all the hay, tapped the floor with his knuckles, and pried the floor open with the shovel.

Holding the phone, Chen Shuyao glanced at the exposed concrete floor: "Is there really a secret room? It looks very solid."

Sherlock suddenly raised the shovel and poked hard at the cement, and cement slag fell instantly: "This piece of cement is obviously rougher than other places. It should be watered temporarily in an emergency."

After that, he poked it down with all his strength.At a certain moment, the cement suddenly cracked and fell off, exposing a large open space.Use a shovel to remove the residue on the edge, and the wooden ladder is revealed in front of you.

"You wait here, I'll go down and have a look." Sherlock dropped the shovel, and just stepped on the wooden ladder when he heard a familiar voice above his head.

"Is it dark underneath?"

"I have night vision goggles."

"Eh? Then when will you be back?" Chen Shuyao glanced at the entrance of the cave, "Is there any danger?"

"...I'll call you later, come down again, slow down." Sherlock said, and walked down the stairs.

"Okay." Chen Shuyao looked around and couldn't help clasping his arms tightly.

She didn't want to trouble him, but she was not afraid of heights or cockroaches, only the dark!Thinking about how many people might have died in this house, she couldn't help shivering.

A few minutes later, Sherlock's voice finally came from the ground.

"Come down."

Chen Shuyao put her mobile phone into her jacket pocket, and the light from the electric rod barely illuminated an area through a thin layer of cloth.She held both sides of the wooden ladder tightly with both hands, pointed at her injured foot, and walked down little by little.

"Slow down." Sherlock looked up at her, and she was about to reach the last step, but she suddenly stepped on the air.

Fortunately, Sherlock had quick eyes and quick hands, and hugged her tightly from behind.After that, the person in his arms who was still screaming suddenly became quiet.

Sherlock retracted his fingers silently, frowned slightly, and his eyes became darker and darker.

Chen Shuyao coughed dryly twice: "Can you let me go first? My chest...is so stuffy."

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