Sherlock opened his eyes, he had no idea how long he had been locked up.After it was discovered that the memory card was missing, the new recruits they introduced were all locked up separately and tortured one by one.

Sherlock had adapted to the darkness, and he was sitting on a low stool in a position with his hands suspended.He struggled, and the rope was tied a bit high. If he wanted to sit with his whole body relaxed, his hands would be very uncomfortable, so in order to continue to do experiments with his hands after these few days, um, if he is lucky enough to go out, He had to sit upright on the stool.

Taking this opportunity, he sorted out his thoughts and immersed himself in the hall of his own thinking. He could completely forget everything around him.

The door lock rang lightly, and Sherlock frowned. It should be late at night now, why would anyone bother him.He opened his eyes and found a small figure slipping in.

"Fulla?" Sherlock was a little surprised: "Why did you come here!"

"Hush!" Fulla closed the door: "It's a good thing I didn't find the wrong one!" She stepped forward, adapted to the dark environment, looked carefully at Sherlock a few times, and suddenly had a sore nose: "Sir! They Beat you!"

Sherlock didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How did you find this place?"

Fulla untied the rope from Sherlock's hand, why was the knot so tight! "I robbed Cecil Darren."

Sherlock slowly put his hand down: "You didn't follow the superiors they said, and robbed all the way to the headquarters, did you?"

Fulla didn't make a sound, she took Sherlock's hand and pressed it gently for him.

"You're injured!" Sherlock didn't know what to say, this girl was probably too anxious, so she chose the most direct but also the most dangerous way to break in: "Where did you leave them? "

Fulla shook her head: "I was attacked by surprise, and the injuries were not serious." She even blew on Sherlock's wound gently: "I knocked them all out and threw them into an abandoned basement, no one will find them of."

Sherlock pulled out his hand and twisted his wrist a few times: "You are kidnapping."

"Never mind him!" Fulla didn't care, she looked at Sherlock: "I don't care what kind of behavior it is, if we can get out, I'll let them go, if not, let them die."

She took out a paper bag from her pocket: "It's all shrunk." There was a severed finger in it, she glanced at it in disgust, then crumpled the bag again, put it in the paper and stuffed it back into her pocket: "This is no longer usable. , Sir, please wait for me for a while, I will get fingerprints and come back, and I will take you out!"

Sherlock grabbed Fulla: "Where are you going to get this!"

"Of course I'm going to chop one up!" Fulla said with a matter of course: "This is their headquarters, and there are many senior managers, don't worry!"

"Come back!" Sherlock almost touched his forehead, and he pulled Fulla back: "Listen to me, I can't leave now."

"Why!" Fulla's eyes widened: "Two days have passed! Irene probably found that reporter soon! It will be too late when he broadcasts Kari's video!"

"I was waiting for this time!" Sherlock said, "As soon as I leave now, everyone will know that the memory card has been leaked, so they will take countermeasures in advance, move their bases, and even argue that the video is forged of!"

"So what!" Fulla said in a low voice, "Don't worry about it, what else is more important than life!"

"Listen to me, Fulla." Sherlock said quickly: "Didn't you want to kill Jill Potts? He is not here now. He is in the United States. The reporter I was looking for is from the Deputy Minister of Justice. That deputy minister is a bitter enemy of Jill Potts. If he gets the video, he will definitely give this cult founder a government official a hard blow. If I leave now, it is exposed that the video has been leaked, then everything It's useless!"

"He's not here?" Fulla froze for a moment, then asked again immediately, "Did no one inform him that the memory card was stolen?"

Sherlock shook his head: "The top manager here is Osman Cordella, he has been competing with Jill Potts for the highest control, and now he lost such important video data during his management, he must first Find a way to hide it."

"Osman Cordra?" Fulla asked.

"Yes, Gil Potts was above him two years ago, but a list was stolen from him, so Osman was brought up to be in charge of the Fanning Church with him. This video file is comparable to that A useless roster is far more important and if it turns out he lost it while he was in charge, it's not something that relegation can fix."

I don't need your introduction, I know both of them.Fulla smiled wryly: "Don't worry about it, I won't take revenge, let's go!"

Sherlock simply sat down on the small stool, with an expression that I don't listen.

This unlucky boy!Fulla also sat down on the ground: "Then tell me, the video has been broadcast, how can you escape!"

Sherlock's expression was a little smug: "Oh, I have already arranged the way back!" He straightened his long legs to make himself sit more comfortably: "I'm trying to make Osman think that another person stole the memory card , Today their focus of torture has shifted to others, I just need to find a way to get rid of the suspicion, and then ask McCoff to find a way to get me a formal letter of recommendation to show my innocence, naturally there will be no problem. Oh Yes, you probably don’t know Mycroft, he is a lackey of the British government, and Osman will not betray his face!”

Fulla is almost breaking out in a cold sweat. Brother, you only know that your brother belongs to the British government, but do you know that Osman’s nephew was exposed in the leak of the list two years ago, and now he is still Squatting in jail!It's good that Sherlock Holmes doesn't show up, but when he shows up, I'll intercede with you, regardless of your innocence, I'm afraid you'll have to kill him first to get rid of your hatred!

She glanced at Sherlock, who had an indifferent expression and even stretched himself.She was silent for a while, and sat next to him: "Or you can lean against me to sleep for a while, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on my surroundings, so I won't be noticed, and I'll hang it back for you at dawn."

Sherlock tilted his head and glanced at Fulla: "Why don't you go to America with Irene?"

Fulla didn't make a sound, this person is really annoying, why should he ask the question knowingly.

Sherlock continued to ask: "Are you afraid that I will die here?"

Fulla nodded slightly after a while.

"Silly girl!" Suddenly feeling her face being pulled, Fulla raised her head and glared at Sherlock, with a smile in his eyes: "I won't set myself up for the case."

"Then who knows." Fulla said sullenly: "And why do you want me to go to the United States with Irene, I don't want to be with her."

Sherlock rubbed Fulla's face again: "Why are you still saying such angry words now, you and Irene are the closest people to me and Clifford here, I'm afraid they will stare at you, you and Irene Lin is together and can take care of each other."

"So you gave me clothes, a watch, and invited me to dinner and watch a drama, all to distract me." Fulla turned her head away: "I knew it was not good!"

"Okay! Let me lean on!" Sherlock lay down directly on the ground and put his head on Fulla's lap: "It's been a long time since I've been lying down!" He rubbed himself to find the most comfortable position, and said with a smile: "No Feeding you so much for nothing!"

Fulla slapped him on the back: "Shut up and go to sleep!"

Before dawn, Fulla woke Sherlock up: "Sir, wake up!"

Sherlock opened his eyes in a daze: "What time is it?"

Fulla helped him to sit up: "It's 04:30 sir, the patrols and inspections here usually start at [-] o'clock, I want to go out first while there are not many people outside, avoiding the surveillance cameras."

Sherlock sat back on the low stool, raised his hands, and let Fulla hang him again: "Your fingerprints are useless, how are you going to get out?"

"It depends!" After she tied up Sherlock, she glanced at him: "Then I'm leaving!"

"472993." Sherlock said suddenly.

"what?"

"The password here." Sherlock said slowly: "I only know that the password of this prison is this. After you go out, go straight to the west. When you encounter an intersection, turn left, then turn left, and then turn right. You will come to a In the corner, there is an isolation warehouse, where the corpses of failed experiments are usually placed. This is the only place where they can hide. They will drag these corpses out for incineration every five days. Today is exactly the fifth day. Pay attention to your body Try not to touch the wound of the corpse as much as possible, and then get out quickly."

Fulla nodded: "You have to be careful!" After speaking, she slipped out.

The author has something to say:

Sherlock: Don't be afraid, I still have Greg to help!

Mycroft: The brat Sherlock!Can you be more concise in the text message you sent me!What do you mean by "I was caught by the Fanning Cult, just get me a letter of recommendation to prove it"!And Shirley!You haven't gotten through the phone yet, have you?Why don't you worry about one or two!

Fulla: My younger brother is going to die everywhere and doesn't listen to me, my elder brother blindly spoils my younger brother and he will only blame me, I am a little cabbage swaying in the wind...

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