Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

The manor is very old.

It should be a Victorian building hundreds of years ago. It is not uncommon to have secret passages, but it is strange if there are no secret passages.

At that time, the nobles would build one or two escape passages and cellars under their manors to prevent wars, or to leave a little wealth for future generations when the family was in a prosperous period.

This kind of secret passage usually leads to somewhere outside the manor.As long as she wins this "average", she has a chance.

There is not a lot of dust in this secret passage, and the smell is very bad, probably because it has been closed all year round.The large bricks and stones painted with fluorescent paint, the paint on the surface is mottled, and it has been for some years.

This secret path should have been opened once, but it must have been a few years ago recently.This handwriting belongs to the previous unlucky owner of this manor, right?Poorly killed by Eustace.

Wu Zhen turned the head of the bedside lamp to the secret passage, the light was not far away, so he couldn't see very clearly.

Go in and give it a try, or wait to feed the great white shark.Wu Zhen considered for a long time, and within the limited time, finally chose the former.

She climbed out of the bed, there was already a twilight outside the window, and it was still dark under the bed, the rain had stopped, and the outside was washed by the sky, and it looked like a new life.

Wu Zhen is still struggling here. There is a decorative candle holder and three branches on the fireplace. She unscrewed all the candles and found a metal lighter in the ivory cabinet next to the fireplace.

She hastily tied up her long hair and changed into a pure black dress.

Lestat appeared leisurely outside the window and knocked on the window.

Wu Zhen hurried over to open the window. Most of the people in this manor were still asleep, and there were always some "hounds" still patrolling.She had to be more careful, she didn't dare to turn on the lights all night.

Lestat put a small black remote control in the palm of her hand, the size of a quarter of a hand, with only a single red soft button on it.

"I don't approve of your taking risks."

As he said so, he quickly fell from the window frame, like a big bird with beautiful feathers suddenly falling.Wu Zhen was startled, and when he lay on the window frame and looked down, he had disappeared.

Wu Zhen didn't close the window, and used his feet to smooth out the fine hairs on the carpet, so as not to leak traces.

She got down on the bottom of the bed again, holding the candle, silently sneaked into the entrance of the secret passage, tied the sealed brick board with a thin thread, stood up the brick board, and pressed it against the entrance of the secret passage.This was not enough, she pulled the thin wire in her hand hard, and pulled the brick board towards herself, that is, the direction inside the secret passage.

——Crack, a very slight sound, she knew that the brick board had fit into the secret passage again.

She lit a candle, and the flame on the tip of the candle swayed, climbing and swaying all the way, the light flickered dimly.The entrance to this secret passage is very narrow, about the size of an 8K paper. After entering, I suddenly feel much more relaxed. Wu Zhen is small in stature, and there is still room to get up.

She climbed along the stone brick road all the way, and she didn't know how many meters she climbed. In this dark and narrow space, time was magnified countless times.Beads of sweat emerged from Wu Zhen's head, and slid down his fair neck along his cheeks, twirled his collarbone, and then slid into his clothes.

Wu Zhen struggled to breathe, the air was very thin.The candle can burn, not very hot.This shows that there is a place for ventilation.

well.

This is a good sign.

Wu Zhen felt pain in her elbow, so she stopped and lay down in the secret passage, and found out the reason by the dim light of the candle: her elbow was not protected, a layer of skin was worn away, the skin fell off, and the wound was covered with ashes, Only under the stimulation of pain did I know that the grinding was bleeding.

I really climbed too seriously and didn't pay attention to anything.

Wu Zhen tore off the corners of the dress, and wrapped it thickly around both elbows and knees.It still hurts to touch, at least it's much better than before.

She didn't know how long she had been climbing, but she saw that the front was very dark, just as dark as she saw the opening of the secret passage, and her breathing became much easier.

She got excited and tried to crawl forward. After climbing a few meters, she touched the ground and found nothing—this was the end of the secret passage.

The first candle had burned out, and she hastily lit another one, which was even brighter than the previous one.Seeing fire in the dark, even a candle, is like holy light.Wu Zhen couldn't help laughing a few times, coughing while laughing.

She looked forward again, and there was a stone brick staircase leading to the exit of the secret passage. Underneath was a large cellar, which was so large that the light from the candles could not illuminate the entire cellar.There are many large wooden shelves, like a shelf for red wine barrels.But there were some rectangular boxes, each as long as a person.

......

Dylan used the key to open Wu Zhen's room, but when he couldn't find anyone, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He hurriedly pretended to be okay and closed the door.Quickly analyze the situation:

She removed all the surveillance cameras in Wu Zhen's room.So Eustace didn't know about Wuzhen's disappearance, and he, too, had discovered it.

The window was open, and he boldly went to the window and looked down: he didn't see a pool of blood and blood.Heaving a sigh of relief, he thought sarcastically: Wu Zhen is not that stupid after all, he is not committing suicide.

If she commits suicide before Sherlock comes, he will be punished too!

But where did she go?

The water stains on the carpet by the window were still wet, she must have opened the window last night, there were also wrinkles on the sofa, all the shoes were in the shoe cabinet by the door, and she walked barefoot in the bedroom.

At this time, it can be seen that the wool carpet is good.Unless you fly, it's impossible not to leave a mark on this carpet.The wool carpet on the floor was quite messy, and the quilt and pillows were all under it. She lost her temper last night.That's right, he couldn't stand such a repressed life waiting to die.

There were three parts of the carpet, one, neat, two, rather messy, and three, tidy: by her bed.

She figured it out right away: she didn't dare to turn on the lights when it was dark, and wanted to tidy it up, but she didn't see that other places were different from those that could be tidied up deliberately.

Dylan grinned heartily. He believed that he was extremely smart, and so was the fact. His opponent was once Sherlock. Although he lost, it also added difficulties to him.

He crawled under the bed and groped around. After a lot of effort, he found a little dust near the wall and the head of the bed.He buckled and smashed hard, finally removed the wall brick, and a dark passage appeared in front of his eyes.

Dylan was very shocked and very surprised.

She lived here for only two days, and she was able to discover things that no one who lived here for several months could find out.a secret passage.He didn't even know if there was a secret passage in this manor.

The secret passageway was too small, and he was big enough to barely squeeze in, but he couldn't move after being squeezed into a space without gaps.

Dylan reached in and touched it, and unexpectedly found that although the entrance to the secret passage was small, there was still a lot of space inside.He stuffed himself in and moved.can get out.

Dylan smoothed the rug, leaving the quilt on the floor.Feeling that there were no traces to be seen, he went in again.I tried to close the stone bricks, but I couldn't close them, and I barely closed them, so forget it.

He groped along the secret path, blinded in the dark, and climbed very hard. He didn't know how long he climbed, and finally groped to the exit, and there was an orange shimmer.He gritted his teeth and let out a breath.

But he heard a small voice, and said in surprise:

"It's really... a coffin."

"It's really a coffin."

Holding the candle, Wu Zhen carefully looked at the patterns of the coffins on the shelf. The current coffins were not in the same style as before. She looked over one by one, and some of these coffins were not even from the same age.Some are well preserved, and some wood has rotted.Wu Zhen poked it desperately with her fingers, and the tentacles were rotten. She felt disgusted and hurriedly wiped it off.She looked at her fingertips and muttered.

There should be something in these coffins, right?

Since these things are preserved so well, there must be some reason for the ventilation here to allow people to enter.

Wu Zhenxin Daozi was silent and strange.Then place the candle on the stand and, slowly, lift the corner of the coffin.

Dylan was careful not to make a sound, walked behind her, and blew a gust of wind: "Huh..."

Wu Zhen was frightened, she lost her strength and the coffin lid slammed shut, and she turned around and closed her eyes with an uppercut.Unprepared, Dylan was hit suddenly and let out a muffled grunt.

At this time, Wu Zhen realized the horror, and tearfully said: "You, you, you, it's too scary, people are scary, people are scared to death, do you know that!"

Dylan sat on the ground, wondering who was terrible.His jaw was sore, and there were signs of drooling when he opened his mouth. He shut up and waited for a while before speaking: "You come back with me."

"Hmph, why?"

Wu Zhen seemed to be smiling but not smiling.There are living people other than her here, so she doesn't panic anymore.

"Are these coffins? What's in them?"

A wave of anger rose in Dylan's heart, he scratched his hair, and said angrily: "You come back with me, do you know that Eustace will kill me if he doesn't find you!" He gradually turned to Wu Zhen Approaching.The space here is too hasty, he wants to catch her all at once and bring her back!

Wu Zhen walked back, her eyes fixed on him.The tone was very calm: "I tell you, don't come here. Do you believe that I blew up this manor?"

Her back hit the shelf, and there was a creaking sound, like old furniture slowly moaning, and there was no way behind.

Dylan approached with a sneer. There was too much difference in height between the two of them. He covered all the light sources and shrouded Wu Zhen in the shadow: "Blow it up, if you have the guts to do it."

Wu Zhen quickly took out the small remote control and pointed at his nose. This time she should sneer: "Do you know what this is?"

Dylan hesitated and stopped in his footsteps.

Wu Zhen: "You are coming here, huh?"

"No." Dylan shook his head. "You don't have that time, it's impossible to arrange explosives."

"Isn't that actor in the opera house my helper? Guess what we said last time?"

"Then why didn't he run away with you?"

This is really on point, but Wu Zhen can't be stumped.

"Have you deployed manpower at the port? As soon as I show up, I will be arrested immediately. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Dylan said: "You know, the blame has to escape, so why do you want to escape now?"

Wu Zhen's heart suddenly sank, the depth was bottomless, and his heart was half cold.

Really, they do have someone at the port, so how does she run?

run?Can you run?

Can't run away?Then don't run away, just stay like this, and you will drag them to be buried with you even if you die.

Wu Zhen really smiled this time.Relieved, determined, and stern smile.

With a flick of her finger, she pressed the red button.

Said softly: "Fuck, let's die together."

......

On the ground, in the manor, Eustace was furious: "What about people! What about people! What about the two of them!"

He walked briskly through the brocade aisle of the manor, followed by a group of bodyguards in black.

"Where's Dylan!?"

No one can answer it.

There was a sudden explosion outside the manor.

A stern look appeared on Eustace's face, but he clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, very good! What the hell is going on!"

The gunman quickly ran to his side, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, no one was found. The surveillance saw Dylan enter Wu Zhen's room in the morning and did not come out again, but there was no trace in the room, and no trace was found. It was demolished. There were multiple explosions inside the manor, it is no longer safe here, please evacuate as soon as possible!"

Eustace was noticeably softer toward the gunman than toward the man in black.He took a deep breath, grabbed the gunman's collar, and said softly, "Go and find them, you know? Even if you find the corpses, you have to find them." He said the last few words one by one.Let go of the gunman's collar, pretending to slap the "dust" off him.

"Go."

The gunman's face was pale, and he was busy doing things.

Even though the manor was crumbling, no one dared to evacuate easily, because the lunatic in front of them would take their lives before they evacuated.

The rest of the group of men in black trembled around Eustace, walking on thin ice, for fear that his wrath would come upon them.

"Wait, I think of a place." Eustace seemed to be speaking to someone, but no one dared to answer him.

He walked quickly into the hall.

Someone was already there waiting for him.

Eustace's irritable mood seemed to be soothed all of a sudden, like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, and his heart was extremely smooth.

"Look, look!" He smiled to a group of men in black behind him. "Who is here?"

He turned his head to look at the person sitting at the head of the classical long table. This hall is magnificent, but it still cannot change the fact that it is a restaurant.

As for him, he seemed to be sitting on a throne, with a very temperament and aura.His wit made him famous all over the world, and his talent made him envied.The only consulting detective in the world, he was born to be looked up to.

He also wants to look up to him, and also wants to destroy him, no one can refuse this temptation.

"Look... our great detective, Sherlock Holmes." Eustace, no, Moriarty, stared at Xia with a gaze like a poisonous snake spit out a letter, gentle and poisonous. Locke.

"I waited for you a long time."

They finally meet again.

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