Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Wu Zhen disappeared so suddenly, less than two days later, Sherlock didn't intend to tell Wu Pan about it, he ordered Mrs. Hudson and the people around him to keep it secret.

Although Wu Zhen and Wu Pan say that they are twins who are very close, they have their own circles of life after all, a man and a woman, and twins of different genders are separated by another layer compared to twins of the same gender.

These days, Wu Pan spent all his time in the observatory doing research with a group of students. He didn't know the sun and the moon, he ignored the time, and he never called to ask questions, so he kept it a secret.

Sherlock still has concerns about this matter, he knows that Wu Pan has always disapproved of him being with Wu Zhen, although his opinion is not important.But as Wu Zhen's older brother, it would be annoying if he whispered gossip in Wu Zhen's ear all day long.

According to the lovers' interpersonal relationship questionnaire he compiled, the vast majority of lovers eventually separated because of the opposition of family members or friends.

He didn't want to be forced to separate from Wu Zhen also.This is the first time he has taken it so seriously, must pay attention to it, and clumsily maintains a relationship.

The message was sent again on the phone, and Sherlock swiped his finger, and the pictures followed one after another.

Fluorescent white light was projected into his smoky pupils, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, a little bluishness appeared strangely from the depths of his pupils, he was born with heterochromatic irises.

He knew what Mycroft meant by blocking air routes.In London, he has been immersed for many years, and he has enough control and enough dark lines for him to use. When he leaves London, his control will be greatly reduced.

What Mycroft meant was that after the airline was blocked, he had to rely on his own ability to save his lover.It is a long but short road to leave London and go to Denmark in a short time.

When he got the first clue, which was the "address" given by Wu Zhen, the kidnapper sent a text message to Mrs. Hudson, reminding him that he didn't have much time.

It was really careless. There were only three people present at the time, and he didn't tell the others. Except for him, the possibility of internal response among the two people was greater than or equal to one.To expose his inside information here so quickly, it should be said that the kidnapper was impatient or stupid.

According to Sophie's IQ, she should have realized that she was already an abandoned child.

Sherlock's pale fingers tapped on the phone screen, at the end of the picture, an address.That's it.

A text message popped up on the interface: [My dear brother, why is there still no movement? 】

He rolled his eyes and turned off the phone screen.

Mycroft really underestimated him as always.

......

This is a hotel, very elegant, the main theme is retro medieval style, the door frames are specially painted mottled, and cotton wool is hung on the black painted iron railings as spider silk.

As soon as you enter the door, the style is still medieval, and the decoration has changed from dilapidated to shiny. The silver wine jug is placed behind the glass window of the counter, and the copper candlesticks are placed high on the long table. The candles are burning, and modern lamps are rare.There was no wallpaper or paint on the walls, and a piece of blue brick was exposed bare.

Next to the counter, there is a deep staircase leading to the upper floor. Candles are lit on the blue brick wall, which looks more eerie.

Standing at the counter was a man in his thirties dressed as a waiter. The copper doorbell rang and saw Sherlock enter the door.He smiled and said, "Welcome, gentleman, what can I do for you?"

Now it is rare to hear someone call someone a gentleman, and the service of this store is really in place.

Sherlock walked to the counter and asked bluntly, "I want to see your check-in record."

The waiter's expression stiffened.

"My guest, this is impossible. This kind of request is not what a gentleman should have. Please pay attention to the gentleman's demeanor."

Sherlock smiled briefly, obviously mockingly.

"David Cook, you're 36 years old and you have a huge gambling debt that you obviously can't pay so you drink and beat your wife all the time at home, don't show me your fake smile again, maybe you should go home and see Did your wife take away your remaining money and run away?"

David's face became more and more gloomy, the corners of his broken mouth twitched, and he stood restlessly.He hesitated for a few seconds, then slammed the door of the store and ran out of the store, heading all the way to the street to take a taxi.The doorbell clanged behind him.

Sherlock picked up the check-in record in a leisurely manner.It is a roll of custom-made records made of kraft paper, written with a quill pen.Sherlock flipped through a few pages.

"Heh, he even has such ugly words."

A figure descended slowly from the blue brick stairs, the unique rhythm of the steps was very graceful.He was a tall man with shoulder-length brown hair tied in a bunch at the back.With a slight retroflex sound.

"I have always disapproved of your behavior. How long have I not seen you?"

Sherlock flicked the kraft paper on the table, turned to look at Louis, and looked at him with a cheerful tone.

"Louie, it seems that I don't need to look through it. How long has it been since I was 16 years old. I haven't seen you for so many years, why are you not old at all?"

Louis smiled slightly: "Oh, my friend, this is a sensitive topic. How have you been doing these years? Life is so boring recently, I hope you can bring me some fresh topics."

"Let's get straight to the point, I've never been used to twists and turns. I wanted to ask you to do me a favor, a small favor."

Louis said with a slight apology: "I'm afraid I can't help you much."

Sherlock said, "I know. So, just a little favor. I need you to help me keep a guy or two at bay."

Louis: "As long as I can help you." After saying this, his eyes moved out of the window. The window is a glass window, colorful, and it has never been so gorgeous before.He was keenly aware that there were people outside, furtively, not like serious people.

Sherlock was as observant as he was, and immediately noticed something was wrong with him.

"What's wrong?"

Louis replied: "There seems to be someone outside."

Sherlock opened the door with a loud bang.Behind the large tuft of grass near the doorway under the glass window trembled, and something shiny shrank in.

Sherlock went to the grass and found Malloy.Louis followed him, startled.

There was a blade of grass on Malloy's head, and he greeted with a smile while holding the camera: "Hi, both of you."

Louis really didn't expect to see him here, so he could only say: "Long time no see."

Sherlock looked at another bush on the opposite side: "There is one more, come out."

The grass trembled twice, and a Sophie popped out.

She also smiled and said hello: "I really didn't expect it. It would be great if you noticed it earlier. The mosquitoes are so fierce in autumn that they killed me."

She was wearing a wide linen dress, under which the mosquitoes could get in and bite her at will, and Sophie looked really grateful that she didn't have to hide.

"Your friend? What are you talking about?"

Sherlock glanced at Louis, smiled slightly, and returned to his calm face.Sherlock whispered to him, "I'll make it harder for you."

Louie had a bad feeling.

Sherlock said bluntly to Sophie, "I'm talking about you being a spy."

Sophie didn't have any special reaction.

Sherlock sneered in his heart, thinking that Clarice's acting skills were better than hers back then.

Malloy had no doubts about Sherlock's words. He was a little at a loss, and none of the people present opened his mouth. He started talking incoherently: "Oh, yes... Sophie, I really didn't expect it."

Sherlock: "How does it feel to work under Moriarty?"

Sophie laughed suddenly, and brushed her hair with her slender hands full of colorful gemstones. The temperament of her whole body suddenly became cold, as if she had changed into a different person, the one who had traveled around the world and had experienced life and death. .With a kind of cold coquettishness, there is sarcasm in the laughter.

"Not much. I'm just getting paid to do things."

"Then, what about the record of your frequent contacts with Moriarty seven years ago. Egypt is such a good place. I'm telling you the truth. You told her a story. What about the continuation of the story?"

Sophie's complexion sank, and she was lost in memories.

Seven years, seven years ago, she was still in Egypt, the heat wave was raging, and the golden brown desert seemed to heat her up.The story is true, it's just... from the part she didn't say, it changed.Her whole life, from there, was distorted beyond recognition.

To this day, she smelled it, and vaguely felt that someone was operating behind the scenes. She didn't know who it was, and then she met Moriarty... He is really not a good bird, and he keeps using her.With a little bait, news of her family.Just lure her into the bait.

She smiled again: "I don't want to talk about it. What do you want to do?"

Sherlock didn't care, he said, "I can offer you a price."

Sophie was silent, and she was looking forward to what Sherlock would say next.

Sherlock: "I'll take your case."

"...That's it?" Sophie was a little annoyed: "Moriarty doesn't even dare to fool me like this."

Sherlock sneered: "After I found out the aircraft number, he sent me a text message as soon as possible."

Sophie knew the deep meaning contained in it.Moriarty's behavior was exactly as she expected, they had always been using and being used, and she had been in a weak position, which was disturbing, and she collapsed after being suppressed for many years.

"Should I trust you?"

Sherlock: "You should believe in my determination to rescue my lover."

Sophie was dubious, but she knew Sherlock's reputation in the industry. The cases he took had no regrets, no cancellations, and no killing of the employer midway. It was definitely more reliable than Moriarty.This time she was ordered to approach him, and she also wanted to ask him for help, but she was always hesitating—she didn't have a suitable bargaining chip in her hand.

But now there is.

As long as he can guarantee her safety, it is not impossible for her to change employers midway.

"Well...Actually, I don't want Wu Zhen to fall into that situation. I promise to help you, and you have to keep me safe." She remembered that Wu Zhen taught her to speak her name in Chinese. She actually... .... I really like this girl.It's just that this kind of liking is insignificant in front of one's own interests.

Sherlock agreed without hesitation.

Now that it is a cooperative relationship, Sophie confessed to Sherlock: "In fact, Moriarty doesn't trust me very much, and I only have a one-way relationship with him."

Sherlock: "It's okay, I just need him to know my news, the news I gave him."

Moriarty didn't have Sophie alone in London. Sophie didn't intend to tell Sherlock to lighten her bargaining chips. There was no need to say anything. Anyway, as long as she exerted means and thought, she could be the only one left.

......

丹麦

Thick smoke was billowing, blowing towards the face along the wind, and the heavy chemical smell choked into the throat through the mask. Dylan couldn't help coughing a few times, waved to Wu Zhen, and said, "Hurry up, let's go back, the smell here It’s really unbearable.”

The three of them huddled through the waist-high grass and returned to the car.As soon as the car door was closed, the screen of the small TV in the car lit up, and Eustace's face suddenly appeared on the screen, and he said excitedly in a shrill voice: "Hi, everyone! There is good news today, let's guess!"

No one pays attention to him.

Wu Zhen immediately checked around in the car, the roof, seat, backrest, headlights... While checking, he asked: "What's going on, he also installed a surveillance camera in the car?"

She checked under the seat especially carefully. She was wearing a skirt today, which could not be caught by the camera placed at the bottom.

Dylan leaned back on the armchair with his arms resting on the backrest. He was very helpless towards Wu Zhen's behavior: "Don't you know that he has this personality? Can you restrain your paranoia, it's not good. After all, you have to know that he is a person with serious mental pollution. In this respect, you can't compare with him."

She really can't compare to him.

"Yes, I knew about it a long time ago." Wu Zhen stopped the search, looking quite happy."It doesn't look like there are monitors here, you wouldn't want your horrible boss to hear that," she said.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, but yes! Hahaha. There are indeed no monitors installed here."

Eustace stared at them for a while on the small TV in the car, and said in the tone of coaxing a child to tell a story, "

"Okay everyone, I've given you enough time to guess excitedly, and now to reveal the answer-Sherlock is coming! I have received the news that he is already on his way. By water. Okay everyone, let's guess again, Will my dear Eustace, that is me, leave some little surprises on his way?"

Eustace himself applauded cheerfully, and the screen went black, completely disappearing.

On the black screen of the small TV, two faces were crowded.Wu Zhen's sad and happy face was reflected on the black screen, and no expression could be seen.Compared with her, Dylan was more like the kidnapped person, and he was very happy, which showed on his face.

"Why, you don't want him to save you?" Dylan was happy, but at the same time hated the witch and was really not satisfied—it was Sherlock, he came here just for her!

Wu Zhenxin had mixed feelings in his heart, not because he was unhappy, but because he didn't dare to be happy.I am afraid that if I am too happy, I will be more disappointed when the time comes.Sherlock would do everything he could to save her, and that meant putting him in danger, Eustace was not easy to deal with, he was different from anyone they had dealt with before.

How could she have the heart to let someone who was so devoted to her get hurt...or die?

Her time was running out, and she had to find a way to escape before Sherlock arrived, before Sherlock confronted Eustace head-on.

The small TV suddenly turned on again, as if it was haunted.

Eustace's face appeared on the screen again, and he leaned close to the screen, one bloodshot eye "looking" out of the screen, as if searching for a target, the brown eyeballs would pop out at any moment.

"Hi, everyone. Let me tell you, since the prince is here, our little princess should stay in the castle with peace of mind. Really, you understand what I mean, and she will be locked up after returning."

Wu Zhen couldn't help rubbing his arms: "Can he stop calling so intimately?"

Dylan: "You know you're going to be locked up, right?"

Wu Zhen: "Of course I know. You also know that he is very likely to let you spy on me, right?"

Dylan: "Yes...Of course I know. On the bright side, I can see Sherlock, and then question him, I surrendered, I surrendered, why, he didn't come to see me?" Yue said The more agitated he got, the Adam's apple rolled, and he calmed down with a sullen face.

Wu Zhen felt sorry for him for some reason, obviously she was the one who should be pitied now.

She squeezed her throat and said softly: "'Mom' look at me again, you see I made such a big mess, I didn't play cards according to the rules, I listen to you, I surrendered, just look at me Well. Hey baby, do you need a hug from Daddy?"

Dylan suppressed his voice and said, "Go as far as you can. I don't want to see you again."

Wu Zhen said sincerely: "I hope so too. I will be very happy if it comes true."

The gunman looked at them coaxing in the nest, and finally stopped targeting him alone, feeling a little relieved in his heart: It is actually quite tiring to raise the gun to make these two cheap people shut up.

The author has something to say: let's sort out the timeline.

First Day

Wu Zhen was kidnapped, and Sherlock learned that McCoff issued a ban, and found Sophie with Malloy.That night, Wu Zhen met Lester and had an accident.

The next day

Watching the plane explode, Sherlock found Louis and turned to Sophie.

So there are actually only two days left before the incident.