[TV] She forgot again

Compared with Nicole and Hannibal who were locked in an unknown secret room, the atmosphere on Sherlock's side can be said to be so tense that people feel that they have to be careful even to breathe.

Sherlock, who was originally like a super-toxic explosive bag that exploded at one point, suddenly returned to a more ruthless and indifferent appearance after being slapped by his elder brother.However, several BAU team members present and Vivienne clearly felt the intensity of those suppressed feelings, and those terrifying negative emotions that were also suppressed in the man's heart will surge violently the moment the murderer is caught. break out.

Morgan and Hodge, with a stabilized but still weak Red, refine their profile of murderer Johnson Sterman and predict his likely next move.

Garcia and Vivienne worked together and quickly recovered the surveillance video, but Nicole and Hannibal were not found at all, except for a shot of the SWAT team leader leaving the museum by the side of the road.

This seemed to close another hole in the hope of finding someone.

However, Sherlock didn't expect them to recover many useful clues at all, and flipped through all the photos of the crime scene from the beginning to the present.

"Don't be discouraged, girls!" Morgan walked to Garcia, who was pulling the corner of his mouth, and comforted her and Vivienne, "From the previous three cases, we can conclude that the leader of the SWAT team... now it should be the former SWAT team leader Johnson Sterman is a master hacker. He was able to complete these three well-planned murders under the noses of many security guards. Not only that, but from the profile, he is thoughtful, well-planned, and every step is calculated It was extremely precise. From this point of view, this final kidnapping is his ultimate goal."

Suddenly, the consulting detective who was quiet as if he didn't exist a second ago but with a strong aura suddenly closed the photo album he was looking at.

Sherlock jumped up from his chair and looked at Morgan with eyes as bright as the brightest light in the world.He couldn't restrain his excitement and grabbed the opponent's arms with both hands, looking like he wanted to kiss Morgan's face twice: "You are so right!"

"..." Morgan, who felt that he was about to be kissed forcibly, was frightened.

"..." Everyone who was stuck in their brain circuits stopped what they were doing.

Sherlock didn't have the heart to appreciate the dull expressions on these people's faces. He grabbed the photo album and spread it on the table, and said the most critical point to solve this case: "Johnson Sterman is not a real criminal."

Morgan's round eyes widened: "No, no, no, you are all his witnesses. He admitted that he committed these three murders!"

Reid leaned on the high-back sofa, frowning with a concussed genius brain, thinking about Sherlock's words: "It's not a real criminal... There are people behind him..."

Hodge frowned seriously on the photo taken on the table: "You mean... Johnson Sterman is just the perpetrator of this series of crimes completed by the real murderer, and he is just a scapegoat for the real murderer to get away with it. "

"But...why?" Garcia asked everyone's question.

"Look at these photos carefully. Every case is meticulous in both the process and the result. Whether it is the details or the clues left, it is very clean. You say he's careful, well-planned, every step of the way It's all calculated with great precision."

"Yes, it's simply the pursuit of morbid perfection." Morgan nodded.

"But Johnson Sterman's cuffs are exactly the opposite of this feature." Sherlock lowered his eyelids slightly, his eyes were as deep as an endless star cloud.

"He raised his wrist poisedly, revealing the cuffs of his loose-cuffed shirt, looking at the tiny grayish-yellow marks on the dark fabric. 』

With Sherlock's calm narration, the picture gradually appeared in front of everyone, and this small detail that was completely ignored at that time suddenly became extremely obvious.

That was the action Johnson Sterman made when Sherlock revealed that he was the murderer.

How can a person who pursues the ultimate perfection like obsessive-compulsive disorder allow his shirt to be ironed?

"So he is very likely to be deeply hypnotized like Gamal, the organizer of the art exhibition, or...bewitched, used, and willingly used by the real murderer behind him." Reid looks like a puppy with brown eyes looked at Sherlock adoringly.His memory is not inferior to Sherlock's, but he completely ignores this point.

So... Who is the mastermind behind Johnson Stormare?

From the very beginning of the exhibition, a scapegoat had been found to replace him.

Super high hacking skills, perfect huge plan and meticulous perverted thinking, not inferior to the IQ of the BAU genius group.

For Hannibal Lecter.

Choose Nicole to be the final target.

The above four points all focus on the real murderer of this serial murder and kidnapping case.

"I don't care who the murderer is, I just want Nicole to come back safely." Vivienne couldn't follow the genius' reasoning, but her goal was clearer than anyone else—she only wanted Nicole's safety.

Sherlock didn't refute, and he wished he could appear beside his beloved little wife right now, and then firmly hide her in his chest and ribs to protect her well.

"Judging from the power of the explosion, the time we were stunned, and the blank time before the firefighters and ambulances arrived at the scene, Johnson Sterman should only have ten to 15 minutes to carry out the kidnapping." Hodge was the first Sober, he lay in the ruins and just woke up when he saw a series of dazzling emergency lights from far to near.

"Johnson Sterman needs to transfer the two people who are unconscious. According to his strength, moving speed, the weight of Professor Nicole and Lecter, and other external factors...Garcia, we need a detailed map of 1000 meters around the museum. "Red quickly calculated and dealt with it.

In the next second, Garcia called up the picture on the computer: "Also, the only surveillance video captured the scene of Johnson Sterman leaving the museum, and the time showed that it was 35 minutes after the explosion."

"No... Shouldn't he have left the museum with Nicole and Professor Lecter? Why did he still appear in the surveillance?" Vivienne pressed her fingers quickly, and checked the recovered picture again to prove it All the details are not fabricated.

"So it is obvious that it is impossible for Johnson Sterman to transfer the two unconscious people to other distant places in such a short period of time. From the picture of him leaving, his clothes are clean and his steps are bigger than before Eight centimeters, he is going to meet the mastermind. Therefore, excluding the help of assistants, Nicole is likely to be in a corner of the museum."

Hannibal, who was kidnapped together, was directly forgotten by Sherlock.

Sherlock guessed Johnson Sterman's actions just by looking at the surveillance screen.And a certain information flashed through his mind suddenly, and it disappeared in his mind before he could catch it.

"Scotland Yard has searched the entire museum, but no abductees were found." The dumb special police officer who silently calculated for a long time finally found a chance to speak.

"No, Nicole must be there." Sherlock said firmly.He frowned and searched the memory of every room in the memory palace over and over again, trying to find the thought that had just flashed by before.

what is it?what exactly is it?

Sherlock's heart beat faster and faster, and his strong intuition told him that as long as he remembered, he could find Nicole.

what exactly is it?

A visualization of memory that only he can see appeared in front of Sherlock: every time he turned his eyeballs, a row of translucent memory boxes would slide past his eyes. At the beginning, he "browsed" the boxes at a fast speed, and gradually approached them. The memory time point I was looking for slowed down.Sherlock waved his hand to clear the five or six spread out boxes in front of him one by one, until the last one was left behind.

—that was a conversation after he had turned down Scotland Yard's refusal to take on Lyla's case.

Nicole circled him from behind, and the warm touch of skin to skin made Sherlock feel as if this scene was close in front of him.

She held up her mobile phone in front of him and showed him some unsolved cases, from the headless man in the factory to the suicide mother in the park, he willfully refused them all.Sherlock's fast-forward memory pauses at the moment when Nicole asks "The old designer died accidentally while traveling abroad?".

Sherlock turned around and occupied the computer that was turned on in front of Garcia, and searched for all the information about the case at that time.And the information of the deceased was displayed in front of everyone in Sherlock's flexible and pale manner.

This old, dead designer is the grandson of the designer of the Mengo Nord Museum.

As early as three months ago, this well-planned serial murder case had already begun.

The design of the museum was completed by the grandfather of the deceased designer, and later generations improved and perfected the entire building on the basis of him.And the greatest hobby of the deceased designer's grandfather was to build secret passages or secret rooms for the buildings he designed, but he never told anyone other than the heirs.The designer who died was his third successor.

In just two seconds, Sherlock strung together all the clues - Nicole was never taken out of the museum, she was always hidden in the secret room of the museum.

Without any pause, Sherlock rushed out of the hospital, ignoring the disinfectant-smelling hospital gown and the injured arm hanging around his neck.Leave everyone else behind.

Sherlock's journey to the museum to begin his search for the Chamber of Secrets doesn't go so smoothly.The mastermind behind the whole case was able to kidnap people, which shows that his criminal talent is extraordinary.Like a tarsal maggot that can't be shaken off, the mastermind's calculations follow Sherlock's every move like a shadow.

Every minute and every second of being dragged by the other party is suffering for Sherlock.After disintegrating the opponent's trap step by step, he was soon entangled again, and then wasted time to solve it, and the cycle repeated.

Sherlock stopped all action suddenly.

Because he cared too much, his search followed the opponent's plan step by step like a mouse with a planned route.

Now... already angered, the lion who has been robbed of the most precious thing is about to come and start a counterattack.

The author has something to say:

Ah——slightly shorter (:3_ヽ)_

I will write more in the next chapter