Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

When Wu Zhen returned to the gate of the police station, Sherlock hadn't come out yet.Lestrade stood at the door, with one hand on his hips and a cigarette in the other, with an unhappy expression, frowning, and a column of smoke coming out of his right nostril.He sneezed suddenly, and wisps of smoke came out of his left nostril.

When Lestrade saw her, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stubbed it out with the sole of his foot.He opened his mouth and said, "Where have you been?"

"Shopping." Wu Zhen casually made up a reason.

"shop?"

"Change your mood."

"But... Luo Di will be fast... well. You can do whatever you want."

Wu Zhen smiled wryly: "If I had the chance to save him, I wouldn't 'go shopping'. I don't know much about the criminal law here. Is it the death penalty?"

"The verdict has not yet been issued. It depends on the situation. You may still have the opportunity to visit him, if he has not been paid to kill him in prison."

Wu Zhen looked up at the sky, the sky was always foggy and there was no wind.

"If Sherlock comes out, please tell Sherlock that I went shopping."

"Why? It's about this time!" Lestrade shouted behind her, attracting the attention of others, so he coughed twice, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

It's shopping, it's really shopping.She knew in her heart why Luo Di wanted to kill Sophie, and the stone fell inexplicably in her heart.Obviously nothing has changed.

Wu Zhen strolled around the shops, looking at the dazzling array of clothes.With a glance, nothing left in his head.

She sent Wu Pan a text message 2 minutes ago, but she didn't want to speak, as if her upper and lower lips were stuck with double-sided tape.As if opening her mouth, those words and conspiracies would all turn into black or white carrier pigeons, fluttering Lingling spread her wings and flew out of her mouth, flying into the sky.

When Wu Pan came, the sales lady was introducing her the latest spring dress.Wu Zhen pursed her lips and looked at it with a smile. Miss Harvest also smiled. This skirt is not expensive for a student, the style is so beautiful, and the guest's face shows that she likes this skirt very much.

"This skirt is slim and waist-tight. It can highlight your figure very well. It is very beautiful." The sales lady clasped her hands together in front of her chest, with a smile on her face matched with the soft light in the store, she approached from the top. Xia Xia looked at her with a smile, as if the Virgin Mary reappeared with a halo in a trance.

Wu Zhen smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Her smile is really beautiful, the darkness and light in the world are so harmoniously mixed, she doesn't know what kind of ordeal the person in front of her may be going through.

Wu really thought.

She changed from a person to a "life sacrifice".She looked at herself in the full-length mirror, as if she was looking at a complete stranger. The cold air penetrated from the soles of her feet, making her grit her teeth hard.

How can a living person become a sacrifice? This is the 21st century.

Wu Pan arrived panting, but Wu Zhen didn't want to talk, he didn't care about Wu Zhen, his eyes were fixed on the sales lady, and he remained motionless.

The sales lady looked at him questioningly with her big eyes.

"You are so beautiful." Wu Pan blurted out.

She smiled: "Thank you." Turning to look at Wu Zhen: "This skirt, do you need me to wrap it up for you?"

Wu Zhen: "No, thank you."

The sales lady watched them go out, Wu Pan recalled the shock just now, his face was still red.

Wu Zhen glanced at him coolly.

"Tell me, why can someone's smile be so beautiful, and why she stopped smiling later."

"Because you didn't spend any money."

Wu Pan stuffed the bag into Wu Zhen's hand, and said in a bad voice, "Don't tell me if you see it through, do you understand?"

"That USB drive..."

Wu Pan whispered, "It's already destroyed."

"The shop Aunt Christine mentioned." Wu Zhen stopped, Wu Pan continued to stride forward, turned around to look at Wu Zhen, and walked backwards, Wu Zhen took a few steps to keep up, and moved closer to his ear side.

"Should we go for a while?"

"It's a clue. I remember the address. Shall I go now?"

"Time is running out."

The place they were going to was relatively remote, and the siblings unanimously chose to use public bicycles as a means of transportation.In fact, the biggest problem the two of them are currently facing is not the relationship between life and death. , just enough for food and clothing.For the expensive London taxi fare, can't afford it many times.

During the period, they found the wrong way, took a big bend, and followed the red brick and black line of the pointed house, holding the handrail, looking ahead, and kicking the pedals vigorously.

Wu Pan looked at the house number, and parked the car outside a nondescript antique shop, sat in the car, with one foot on the ground.

Saying that it has no characteristics - means that it is exactly the same as the surrounding shops and houses, with rolling gates, red brick walls, and no signboards.It didn't look like an antique store, it looked like any other store.

The antique shop was backlit, and it was dark inside, with no lights on.

Wu Zhen and Wu Pan locked the bicycle with white smoke rising from their heads, and Wu Pan took a picture at the door of the shop.The two stood at the base of the wall discussing how to go in and talk.

"Who sings red face and who sings bad face?"

"Old rules, finger-guessing."

Wu Zhen: "Don't guess, I'm good at making love. When you go in, remember to be domineering and arrogant, and follow his words. Remember how the second generation ancestor acted. It's very good."

Wu Zhen reached out and took out a small pistol from his jacket, took Wu Pan's hand, and patted it on his hand.Wu Pan flinched: "The real thing?"

Wu Zhen nodded affirmatively.

"It's just to threaten him, nothing else. This is Sherlock's modified...anesthetic gun. It's no problem to bring down an adult."

Wu Pan stared wide-eyed, still assessing the risk, but he had the heart but no guts.Wu Zhen is not afraid, she has long put life and death aside, impatient, and simply put away her things properly.Reminding Wu Pan: "Remember to act like one!"

After speaking, he strode forward, Wu Pan felt himself a little shorter in front of her, and followed closely.Wu Zhen pushed open the glass door and went in, and a mechanical voice "Welcome" came from above.She looked up, and there was a rolling shutter hanging on the doorway, like a ditch in the ceiling.

Wu Pan entered the door behind, and the mechanical sound rang again.

Wu Pan stood at the door, leaning on the door frame and looking up, curiously said: "This store looks old, but it's quite advanced."

Sitting behind the counter was a man with gray hair, a sinking face, and a high spirit.Since they came in, they have not said a word, staring at the two of them with a pair of eagle-like eyes, seeing them looking over, slowly showing a kind smile, actually looking kind of kind.

"Two children, what's the matter?"

Just as Wu Pan was about to speak, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning. He decided that this old man was not so easy to fool, in front of such a person.After thinking for a moment, he exchanged a glance with Wu Zhen, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"Clarice."

He only said one name, and the owner of the antique shop had a sudden epiphany. He stood up slowly, reached out to pick up the crutches leaning on the counter, and limped out of the counter with the crutches.

"It's Clarice, I know about it. Wait a minute, I'm going to pack my luggage and book a plane ticket, and we're leaving today."

He put his hands on the crutches: "Are you thirsty, there is water on the counter, I will bring it to you? We are leaving soon, and there may not be time to drink water on the way."

"Wait, we don't drink water." Wu Zhen stopped him: "Aren't you going to say something to us?"

The store owner paused on the spot, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Unfortunate child, time is running out, let's talk about it after I take out the luggage and book the plane ticket." He walked to the inner room, limped, and Taking a step, the crutches hit the ground hard.

Wu Pan asked softly, "What is he planning?"

Wu Zhen: "I have a bad feeling, you stand to the side, try not to stand where you can see it at a glance in the inner room."

The shopkeeper came out dragging his suitcase, staggering, the wheels of the suitcase rattling and rattling on the ground, catching him.He complained: "When people are old, their legs and feet are inconvenient."

In the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, Wu Pan stepped forward to help the shop owner, took the suitcase and dragged it by himself.As soon as the suitcase was in his hands, Wu Pan felt something was wrong—the suitcase was half the height of a person, and it was too light, it felt like an empty box.

The shop owner leaned against Wu Pan on his left side, and suddenly grabbed Wu Pan's most vulnerable neck with his left arm.The right hand holding the crutches pressed on the crutches, and I don't know which mechanism was pressed, and the rolling gate at the door fell with a crash, with a tremendous force.

Holding the cane in his right hand, he flicked it, and the cane rod fell off. It was a small camouflage pistol.It rested on Wu Pan's forehead.

Wu Zhen didn't run away. When the boss moved, she was shocked instantly, and quickly took out the anesthesia gun, pointed the gun at the star, and pointed it at the shop boss.

The anesthesia gun was modified by Sherlock with a real gun when he was bored, and the front sight was specially adjusted.He also made a simulation, which can spray out ribbons.

The shop owner stumbled in his throat when he laughed, and said, "Is that the child who is going to be sent to the altar? Or is it you?"

Wu Pan was strangled by the neck, and instantly understood that the USB flash drive was a scam. The life-saving straw he believed in lied to him the most. His heart seemed to have rolled in a frying pan. Sneered: "So what if it is, so what if it's not!"

The gun in Wu Zhen's hand could not be put down, she held it very steady, but squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "You betrayed her!"

The shop owner shook his head lightly: "I didn't betray her, I did what she wanted. 'Kill the people who come to you', that's the order."

Wu Zhen: "How dare you lie to me! Do you think I will believe your lies!"

Veins popped out of Wu Pan's neck one by one, floating on the reddened skin. I don't know if the shop owner pinched him too tightly, or he was too angry.He shouted: "Wu Zhen! Don't lie to yourself!"

The author has something to say: On the Nth day when Sherlock is away, I miss him.

In the future, Sherlock will appear chapter by chapter, after all, he is the number one hero, so I miss him.