[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

Naturally, Fulla couldn't obediently obey and leave, she was determined to get Sherlock out, but with his uncooperative appearance now, she could only be knocked out and carried away.She rolled her eyes as she thought about the route map Sherlock had given her to escape.

The driver who cleaned up the corpse came to the warehouse on time in the afternoon, and skillfully moved the corpse covered in white cloth to the forklift. He drove the forklift along the road and walked into the elevator, and went up to the basement floor. The workers in the component manufacturing company are working normally. From the outside, it doesn't look like a cult headquarters hideout at all.

The driver operated a forklift, dumped the corpse onto a garbage truck, picked up a few wooden boards to cover it, and then stacked buckets of industrial waste on the wooden boards, and then drove directly onto the road.

After disposing of the industrial waste, he continued to drive, came to the entrance of a large market, honked the horn, and drove in directly after the door was opened.Fulla was covered with a white cloth belt, and a large wooden plank was driving on it. She was completely unable to exert strength. She lay motionless behind, listening to the sounds outside.

The driver parked the car in one place, and then someone came out: "Is there any good goods this time?"

The worker replied: "I took a look, and there are a few good ones, you can choose for yourself!"

A few people were called, and the cloth bag was carried directly into a room. Fulla heard the door locked, and someone turned on the light with a slap: "Open the bag and have a look!"

With a rustling sound, Fulla heard a few bags next to her being opened, and someone was walking around to pick and choose: "This one is not bad, it's relatively complete, and that one is also good, oops, quickly put this one back, it's so disgusting! "

Fulla wanted to laugh when she heard it, she held it back, and felt that someone opened the belt that was holding her, and knocked her down on the ground: "This is not bad!"

Not bad for your legs!As soon as Fulla was released, she immediately kicked the person next to her. Seeing the scene of the fake corpse, the people around were so frightened that they stayed where they were and did not dare to move.A few small characters!After a while, Fulla got rid of these people. She wrapped them up in a bag, then quietly walked to the window and looked out. They were in a small two-story building, and the door was an open space. The garbage truck was parked there, and two men were playing cards diagonally across.

What the hell is this place.Fulla frowned, she gently opened the door, and slipped against the wall to the stairs. The two men who were playing cards were so excited that they didn't look back at all.She walked upstairs quietly, there was no one on the second floor, there was only one room, a man was watching a short movie on the computer, Fulla walked in, slapped down without saying a word, the man only had time to raise his head, and then fell down up.She kicked the man away, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, and opened a cabinet in the room. Oh, I made a profit!Fulla looked at the several guns in the cabinet, and was very happy. She quickly took them out and put them in her arms, put on a coat on the back of the chair, and picked up the guns on the table. A mobile phone, and found a hat from another room to put on his head, and swaggered downstairs.

She didn't care about the two people who played cards at all, and re-entered the previous room, and began to move the person who had been knocked unconscious by her into the car. Finally, the two people who played cards were willing to look up at her: "So many people can't use?"

Fulla lowered her voice and simply replied: "It's too broken."

The two of them didn't talk to each other, they just continued.After Fulla finished moving, she swaggered out of the market in her car.

It was already dark, Fulla drove the car into a secluded alley, checked the people behind, fearing that they would wake up, so she gave it to another person, then took out the mobile phone that had just come along, dialed a A string of phone calls I haven't made in a long time.

As soon as Mycroft's voice sounded, Fulla hurriedly said: "Sir! Sir... Ah no, I mean your brother..."

"I already know." Mycroft interrupted her: "Where are you now?"

"I'm near the stronghold!" Fulla gradually calmed down after listening to Mycroft's voice: "The current headquarters is hidden underground in an auto parts production factory. I have already met Sherlock, and he is in good condition."

"He doesn't want to come out with you, does he?" Mycroft's eyebrows were almost frowned: "I received a text message from him, this brat, he didn't say anything in the text message, as long as I find someone to do it for him Guarantee. My God, the Fanning Cult member in the British government has been dealt with long ago, where can I find a guarantor for him now!"

"You must not find him!" Fulla said quickly: "Now the administrator of the church is Osman. After his nephew's accident, let alone you, he hates the whole of England! You find a guarantor from England , I guess Sherlock will die faster!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Fulla couldn't help asking, "What should I do!"

"Do you know where the memory card is now?" Mycroft said.

"The memory card has been sent to the United States. Irene has sent a text message to tell me that Hammer has been found, and is now waiting for my arrangement."

"Eileen?" Mycroft repeated.

"Yes, Irene Pulver, one of Sherlock's former clients." Fulla quickly made a small report when she heard that McCoff knew each other: "They are very close. Sherlock told her everything and even gave her presents!"

"Hmph!" Mycroft snorted suddenly, "We'll settle this matter later! Shirley!"

"exist!"

"Send me the location of the stronghold, and I will send someone to pick you up. Tomorrow, you will find a way to get in again. No matter what method you use, bring out Sherlock. Tomorrow from 04:30 pm to [-]:[-], the helicopter I will send will stop. On the top floor of that factory, because we entered the country illegally, we cannot stay for a long time, so you must seize the time! I will send you a text message about the specific plan."

"Yes, sir!" Fulla hung up the phone, sent her the location, and sat back in the car. How can she pack Sherlock away without attracting attention?

After two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, the garbage truck drove to the factory again. The guard took a look and saw that it was a familiar license plate number and let it go. Fulla was wearing a loose coat, stuffed some straw paper into the clothes, and was wearing a mask. Wearing a hat, he looked a bit like that fat driver.She drove the car to the underground parking lot, drove a forklift from the corner, put the cloth bag at the back into the big box in front of the car, drove into the elevator, then pulled out the original driver from inside, and put his finger on the fingerprint lock , after the inspection is completed, the elevator goes straight down.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Fulla drove the forklift steadily into the underground stronghold. Several people saw her coming in with a box of people, and asked curiously, "Why are you here again so soon?"

Fulla lowered her voice, and replied, "If the higher-ups want it, I'll come."

Several people shook their heads and complained: "The people in the laboratory are busy every day, and they haven't seen anything famous. The salary is high and the treatment is good, unlike us!"

Fulla drove the car along the road to the laboratory, and the person at the door saw him coming, and asked suspiciously: "Are you out of stock again?"

Fulla shrugged: "You guys are really consuming faster and faster! Hey, these are the ones I bought yesterday with great difficulty, so you should raise them yourself first, and I will send them here as soon as I have them. They are in high demand. Very good! I can't guarantee regular stock!"

"All right, all right!" The gatekeeper opened the bag and checked, "Why are they all men?"

"Women and children have been robbed long ago!" Fulla replied impatiently, "Since when do you still care about men and women!"

"Where are you talking so much!" The gatekeeper waved his hand: "Hurry up and send it in!"

Fulla continued to drive the small forklift, followed the gatekeeper to the cell, and the gatekeeper unlocked the door: "Just throw it in here, just lock them all in this room!"

Fullard threw people into a large room one by one like a sack, and clapped her hands after finishing, "Let's go."

The gatekeeper turned his back to Fulla and closed the gate. Suddenly, he was hit on the neck, and a burst of pain hit him, and he fell limp.Fulla stuffed the man into the big room, took off his clothes and put them on herself, put on the mask, and walked out of the room.

Another hour.The result of the discussion between Fulla and Irene is to broadcast the video at 04:30, and she will take Sherlock away at four o'clock, so that by the time everyone reacts, she and Sherlock have already boarded the helicopter, and the video will also be released. It can be broadcast smoothly, and Jill Potts can't escape from the United States, everything is perfect!All she had to do now was to inform Sherlock to cooperate, then squatted in the corner and waited for the time to come, dressed as the gatekeeper and driver, and successfully slipped out in a low-key manner.

This plan is just perfect!Fulla avoided the camera and walked briskly towards the place where Sherlock was being held. Before she got to the door, she felt something was wrong. It was too quiet here.She tightly held the gun under her clothes, and walked forward cautiously, no matter what, Sherlock must be rescued this time.

She walked forward in small steps, turned her head suddenly, quickly pulled out her gun and fired at the back, several teachers fell down in response, and following her shot, people hiding in each room quickly came out and took her Besieged.

Fulla quickly dodged the attack, pulled a person to stand in front of her, and while shooting, she slowly backed away. As she backed up, she felt a gun pressed against her waist: "Welcome back, Xiaofu!" pull~"

The author has something to say:

I thought this chapter could end the map... I really overestimated my refining level!

Fulla: Sherlock Holmes doesn't seem to like that Irene!I'm going to take this opportunity to put some more eye drops! (raise the phone and click on a topic) "Don't marry a man whose parents don't like it!" Did you hear that!Don't worry about a woman that even your elder brother looks down on!

Sherlock: No fu.ck to say.