[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Sherlock didn't say it, but Connie knew it.

"It must have something to do with the case."

Lestrade had stretched his neck.

Who is Philomena?

It has something to do with the case?

How could he not know!

# Simply Dog Belt #

"That woman was Philomena's governess. At least three days ago," Sherlock said.

Connie was taken aback, that woman?

and many more.

Three days ago...

"The day they resign is the day they get married!" Connie exclaimed.

Lestrade next door couldn't help pulling the curtain and came over to discuss: "Maybe she resigned just to get married, but it doesn't mean that this case has something to do with Philomena's family."

It will never be that simple.

Connie frowned, and looked at Sherlock with a calm face: "...When did you start monitoring... No, what did you find out from the previous monitoring records." Her fault, how could Sherlock Have the patience to monitor a family all day long?

And he was so sure that it was related to the Filomena family, so the dead lady must have a real relationship with someone in the villa.

Sherlock glanced at her, a horrifying word stuck out of his mouth.

"Nina Berkeley."

Berkeley...

Philomena is an only daughter and has no relatives in the family.

The name Nina is obviously a woman's name.

So there was only one candidate left—Nina, who followed her husband's surname, Philomena's mother.

#天啦录this malicious world#

"I believe that Berkeley should know the real situation of his wife." Sherlock came out with a mocking tone, but it was only a flash, and the main theme was still full of disdain.

"...so Mrs. Berkeley is having an affair with...?" Connie gasped.

"So is it because Nina doesn't want to be separated from her, or is Mr. Berkeley violent and murderous when he finds out?" Connie was very scared for Philomena at the moment.

#Life can't be worse#

"It's not like that, if I knew it, her husband died first. If it was because of the woman's problem, then she should be the one who died first." Lestrade rolled up the quilt and looked at the two of them.

Connie couldn't deny it: "It may also be a deliberate threat, no... Then there is no need to kill brutally, not to mention that the Berkeley family is so rich, it is not a matter of every minute, and it is not possible to hire such a stupid killer... "

Connie's murmur succeeded in making Lestrade blush with a smile.

"You really dare to say, what will I do when I come to you."

Connie hurriedly pointed at Lestrade: "Bah, bah, don't talk nonsense, so you won't come to me first!"

The terrified look on his face made Lestrade amused again.

"Okay, just kidding. If he really comes, our police will definitely arrest him immediately!" The police detective with a sense of justice was full of justice, but it was a pity that he was too stupid to show his leg hair with the quilt rolled up.

Connie looked at Lestrade, who was full of blood, and Sherlock, who had completely excluded them from his attention, shook her head helplessly, wrapped herself in a quilt, and went to see Duke Zhou.

It is a good choice to be a topic terminator at this time.

#Actually, it’s just because she used her brain too much so she was sleepy#

For a while, the time in the ward was quiet, except for the ticking of the pointer.

#So what is the time is quiet#

But Connie slept soundly and deeply.

Nor would the pointer take her back to that moonless and stormy night.

In the middle of the night, the ringing of the mobile phone woke her up.

That is the reminder sound that will be remembered when the battery is below [-]%.

Connie was woken up to check the time, it was only three o'clock in the morning.

In the dark, she kept her movements light, afraid of waking up the people on both sides. Under the dim light of the mobile phone, she shrank into the bed, a little worried.

The mobile phone charger was not brought.

It seems that Sherlock brought it?

She sat up slowly, and was about to rummage in the cabinet on one side. The dim light of the mobile phone shone through the next door, and she froze when she scanned the empty pillow.

The bed next door was empty.

What about Sherlock! ?

Connie suddenly panicked.

Probably went to the toilet, is it really okay to be so timid?

Connie cursed herself inwardly, there are bodyguards in the hospital, Lestrade is also there, what are you afraid of...

Her hands froze suddenly. Connie thought of something, and suddenly turned back and took her mobile phone to shine on the bed next door. It was the drawn curtain.

Suddenly, panic surged in my heart.

Rushing to the switch of the light, she turned on all the lights with a snap, then rushed over and opened the curtain.

no one.

On the empty bed, there was only a slightly messy quilt.

The windows and doors were closed tightly, and the street lights outside the windows were also dark.

people...

people! ?

Connie rushed to the door and flung it open.

"Is anyone there?" She called, but no one answered, and the person who was guarding the door disappeared.

#what's the situation!This horror movie-like scene is coming again! ? #

"Connie?" A crisp male voice sounded from the corner.

"Ah!" Connie exclaimed subconsciously.

"What's the matter!?" The man rushed over, and it was only when Connie realized that he was a young man who was following Lestrade in the police station.

Although he is black, he is handsome.

Connie took a deep breath: "Did you see Detective Lestrade and Sherlock? When I woke up, I found that they were gone, so I was a little worried..."

The young man frowned: "I haven't left. I just went to the toilet. Someone in the hospital is watching. I should be fine. It's probably because it's convenient."

Connie walked to Sherlock's bed, and put her hand into his bed. It was already cold inside, and it must have been nearly ten minutes anyway.

"How long have you been away?" she asked.

The young man looked at the time: "About three or four minutes."

Connie frowned and walked to Lestrade's bed, his bed was still slightly warm.

This is strange.

# Is Sherlock born with a bright body? #

"Don't worry, I'll go and have a look." Probably because Connie was a little worried.

"Stay in the room, don't run around, close the door, and I'll be back later."

Connie nodded, and when he was gone, she closed the door and locked it.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Connie, who was fidgeting, heard two footsteps, and immediately ran to the back of the door in surprise and unlocked it.

"Squeak..." The small voice was covered by Connie's joy, but in an instant, those pupils were filled with surprise and fear.

Like withered bark, a pair of terrifying eyes protruded from the pitted skin.

No, that can no longer be called the eyes of human beings.

For a split second, Connie realized.

#There is really a way to die in the world that can be called being scared to death#

Not only the terrifying face, but also its terrifying eyes and the darkness hidden under the black robe.

Only half breathed, Connie thought she could die in that one gasp.

It just stood there quietly, looking at her like a dead soul.

"Who are you?" After a long time, the person on the other side didn't move, and Connie caught sight of the police officer who fell behind.

He actually brought down such a tall and burly young man!

She was terrified, but forced herself to calm down.

What's more, it hasn't attacked her yet.

So in the silent confrontation, she spoke first.

"..." It didn't answer.

Gaunt hands protruded from the voluminous black robe.

That should be a scary thing.

Connie seemed to be brought into a dream, and everything became numb.

She actually stretched out her hand, and held those hands that were as terrifying as dead tree bark.

She moved, and the cold marble passed through her skin and into her eyes.

Everything became blurred.

"Where are you taking me?" She didn't resist at all.

Connie herself wondered.

Why doesn't she resist?

She shouldn't follow this person, should she?

"..." It still didn't speak.

The withered palm only held Connie lightly, but Connie found herself holding it tightly. The mobile phone in her hand fell to the ground. She followed the large black robe and disappeared into the silent corridor.

No one saw them.

On the half-lit phone page, there is an unsent text message: ittookme.