[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

The old woman's long white hair was coiled behind her head, and her wrinkled face still showed the beautiful face of her youth. She was wrapped in a floral cloth shirt with a short and fat body, and the mahogany walking stick in her hand was polished and shiny.Her eyes were fixed on Chen Shuyao, her cloudy eyes were gradually covered with mist, and she slowly stretched out her trembling hands.

"Honey, I found you."

Sherlock was startled when he heard the words, and turned to look at Chen Shuyao, and the latter frowned, showing no intention of approaching, but it didn't look like he didn't know him at all.

"Sonny, don't you know me?" The old woman pointed at herself and moved a few steps hastily, "I am my grandmother."

"Grandmother?" Chen Shuyao muttered in a low voice, doubtful in her heart, but took a small step back unconsciously.

In her vague memory, there was indeed an old woman who liked to call her baby all the time, but she couldn't remember what that person looked like, and she couldn't confirm whether the person in front of her was real.

I thought the old lady would continue to question, but she was stunned suddenly, and when she regained her expression, she already had a frightened expression.

"Who are you? Why am I here?"

"Alzheimer's disease." Sherlock looked at her briefly, and reached for the satchel on her body.

"How can you move my things casually, come here! Someone robbed|robbed!" The old woman shouted with her hands on her lips.

"Sherlock." Chen Shuyao tugged on Sherlock's sleeve.

Sherlock directly took out a small card from the small pocket on the side of the backpack, with two lines printed on it.

"No. 31, Brook Street, Windsor Township." Chen Shuyao pointed to the row of numbers below, "There is a phone on it, let's call..."

Seeing that Chen Shuyao was about to take out his mobile phone, Sherlock folded the card back into his pocket as if nothing had happened: "Just hand it over to Lestrade. Baker Street is not an apartment for the elderly."

"But there is clearly a phone call..."

Sherlock looked at the old woman indifferently: "If you were the close relative of the old man, how would you leave your address and number?"

"That must be the most obvious..." As soon as the words came out, Chen Shuyao was terribly stunned.

The card was found in the small pocket on the side of the backpack. If the old man was found abnormal on the street, nine out of ten no one would dare to go to the backpack directly, so the possibility of the old man being sent home is almost zero.Even in a very private place, one must be fearless, quick and recognizable at a glance...

Thinking of this, Chen Shuyao's eyes unconsciously fell on Sherlock's face.At that time, the latter had already held the phone to his ear.

"Lestrade, I think you'd better come to Baker Street immediately, I found out the secret of the homeless." Sherlock glanced at the old woman, "and it is very likely that you accidentally found someone who is closely related to them .”

"Are you serious?" Lestrade immediately got up, picked up the car keys, and walked towards the door, "I'm going now."

As soon as he reached the door, the glass door was pushed open by Donovan, who had a serious expression on his face: "Something happened."

Lestrade followed Donovan to the office area, and all the computer screens displayed the same image.

"Now it's not just ours. All the screens in London that can receive the signal are live broadcasting simultaneously. It can't be reversed, and the same is true for restarting." Donovan pursed his lips helplessly and shook his head.

Phones rang and he was told that almost all of Britain was watching a special live show.

"Sherlock, I think you'd better come to my place." Lestrade frowned.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone: "Poor Scotland Yard is going to collapse again?"

"No, it's London, maybe the whole of England. You can turn on your computer now and you'll know."

Sherlock put down his phone, walked straight to the computer, sat down, and turned it on.

"What's going on?" Chen Shuyao leaned over, and saw the screen that was still on the computer startup interface just now, and suddenly a full-screen dialog box popped up, which was actually a live video!

All I could see was that the room was dim, and four people of different heights were sitting on the bench in black robes, with their heads covered by black cloth.A man wearing a beast mask, holding a dagger in his hand, paced back and forth behind the four of them.

Chen Shuyao frowned: "Why didn't you send it to McCoff this time?"

"Because this time it's a game and it's not a game." Sherlock clasped his hands on his lips, frowning slightly, "He wanted to confirm."

It has been a whole month since K's last terrorist attack failed.He never thought that K would stop there, so he naturally expected that this day would come sooner or later.What he was worried about was that this confirmation did not include whether Chen Shuyao was still alive.

Chen Shuyao looked blank: "Confirm?"

"Many people participated in every one of his plans, that is to say, last time the so-called 'ghost' phenomenon was encountered by many people, it was not accidental. He chose to live broadcast this time for everyone to watch. First, it was enough to attract the attention of the masses. Panic. Second, if you use the last trick again, you will force the government to admit supernatural phenomena, which is one of the things they want to confirm. Third..."

The beast man in the picture suddenly lifted the masks of the two people in front of him, and it turned out to be Selena and Watson.

"This matter must have something to do with me. After the previous incident, he doesn't want to go around with me anymore, and is ready to make a quick decision. Therefore, Watson has become his best breakthrough point." Sherlock stood up suddenly, clenched his hands Holding the old lady's arm, staring into her eyes, "What is your relationship with him?"

The old woman tried to struggle, showing panic: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Chen Shuyao grabbed Sherlock's sleeve: "Sherlock, calm down, the timing of her appearance is indeed a coincidence, but it doesn't mean that she is K's."

"That card is exactly the same as the one sent by K before. The style and size of the font on it have not changed. And the most important point." Sherlock glanced over the old woman, looking through her messy hair. He took out a very small square piece and held it in his hand, "The time when the other party opened Watson's headgear. He needs to confirm that I must have turned on the computer to have any effect, doesn't it?"

"I don't know what this is, and I don't know what you're talking about." The old woman suddenly looked at Chen Shuyao, and pulled her to block her, "Michelle, help mom, he's going to kill mom. "

A very vague image suddenly flashed in her mind—it seemed that she was lying somewhere, her surroundings were pale, her vision was blurred, and her ears could not hear clearly.A woman looked at her condescendingly, and someone was crying beside her: Michelle, she is also your child, how could you do this?

After the picture faded, there was a voice that kept echoing in her ears, making her unable to hear anything else.

The voice said: You don't want her, I will raise her!I raise it!

The voice became stronger and stronger, Chen Shuyao unconsciously covered her ears, and suddenly squatted down.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Sherlock quickly squatted down.

Chen Shuyao could only hear Sherlock's voice, but there was a vast sea of ​​flames in front of her eyes, some were crying and others were shouting, but no one came to save her.She saw a small body standing among the roses in the garden, and the man sniffed the roses lightly, caressing his cheeks with hot palms, leaving a lingering fragrance in his hands.

"Sonny, don't look for the truth, just live a simple and happy life."

Who is it, who is it!Every time she cuts into Sonny's memory, she feels that she is one step closer to the truth. It seems that with a little more memory, she will know everything.

"Sonny."

Chen Shuyao was taken aback, and she saw the background of the living room on Baker Street and Sherlock's nervous expression before her eyes. She stood up slowly, and turned back to look at the short man behind her.At that time, the latter was already in tears.Her wrinkled hands caressed Chen Shuyao's cheeks, her thin lips trembled slightly.

"Grandma didn't protect you well, so this disaster still happened to you."

The person in front of him must be Sonny's grandmother, otherwise it would be impossible to bring her into Sonny's memories.But obviously it was this kind of mutual recognition, but she couldn't feel any element of family affection, but more of resentment and panic.

Chen Shuyao took a step back in silence, her tone was even colder than before recalling: "I'm not a Sonny, someone will send you back later."

Seeing this, Sherlock stopped her with one hand and stood in front of her: "Genes are intricate, there are many people who have no blood relationship at all, and they may look very similar. I think you may have misidentified the person."

"How is it possible, look, I still have photos of her when she was a child." The old woman snatched back the backpack from Sherlock, took out a wrinkled photo from the inner interlayer, and smoothed it with her palm. Handed it to Sherlock, seeing that neither Sherlock nor Chen Shuyao had any intention of taking it, she silently withdrew her hand and stuffed the photo back. The corner of her mouth curled up and she sighed, "I'm relieved to see you're fine."

After all, leaning on crutches, he walked slowly towards the door.

A processed voice suddenly came from the computer: "Dear Mr. Holmes, since I have given you all the information about the two of you, the time will be shortened accordingly. I will give you two hours to find out the ten warriors I am ambushing in London." During this period, every half hour, one of the four people was randomly selected to chop one knife. Oh, by the way, they all swallowed the |giant| poison, the edible device can maintain its original form for one and a half hours in the stomach acid of a normal adult Anywhere from two hours to two hours, leaking a tenth of that, 10 minutes is enough to kill your friend and his darling bride-to-be. Tsk tsk, what a pity, you probably don't have that much time if you want to save the city Going to rescue your friend. Waiting for your good news, bye."

Then the computer screen switched to an electronic display device, and the red letters on the black background began to count down, and the time was exactly two hours.

The author has something to say: Is Gankang an |an|an|sleep|medicine? ?I can't sleep after eating it! 【cover your face and cry】