[Comprehensive British and American] Sherlock shows love everyday

Time: [-]:[-]pm on December [-]st.

Location: Central Manhattan, Washington Avenue, located in a high-end residential area three kilometers away from the Avengers Building.

The yellow light is projected softly on the ground, giving the whole street a warm atmosphere.New York, an international metropolis, always seems to be associated with the word modern, but on this street, there is a little more historical atmosphere.Manhattan is the smallest district in New York, but it is also the most prosperous and densely populated district.As the economic and political center of New York, coupled with the seat of Iron Man Tony Stark and his Stark Industries, Manhattan is now the most central urban area among the New York population.

And this high-end residential area located in the center of Manhattan, not far from the Avengers Building, is even more expensive and of extraordinary value.

Alice smiled and thanked the waiter who opened the car door for her, and then carefully walked out of the Bentley that the big detective got from no one knew where she was holding her skirt.Sherlock got out from the other side of the car and came around, letting her take his arm.The two of them, like every couple of ordinary men and women attending a banquet, dressed up and walked side by side.

Calmly glanced at the scenery on both sides of the street, Alice leaned slightly in the direction of her male partner.Sherlock bowed his head slightly. "This street is like a luxury car show." There are dozens of cars worth more than seven figures parked densely on the not very spacious street.

"If you knew who the owners of these cars are, you wouldn't be envious." Sherlock walked forward with his girlfriend in his arms without looking sideways, "Did you see that yellow sports car in front of you?" He Signal to Alice.

"The owner of that car killed someone just now." The detective whispered as he helped his female companion up the steps. "The more prosperous the surface, the easier it is to bury darkness."

"Don't scare me." Alice slightly squeezed the hand holding the big detective, and Alice was startled by what the other said. "I heard that the people who live on this street are either rich or expensive. The most profitable investment consultants on Wall Street and famous barristers in the legal field all live here." Outside of Malibu's Malibu residences, the residents in this residential area are the most expensive.

"Mycroft also has a residence near Downing Street. Guess how many people died under his hands?" Sherlock handed the invitation letter to the waiter with a haughty face, and Sherlock didn't look sideways.When the waiter took over the invitation letter and inspected it, Alice was so nervous that she grasped the man's arm——

Their invitation letter is forged, will it be debunked?

"Mr. Field, Mrs. Field, this way please." The forged invitation letter was not suspected, and Alice, whose aliases were Norman Field and Ida Field, passed the security check smoothly.

The waiter stepped forward to open the door for them, Alice walked in slowly with Sherlock on her arm, and the door slowly closed again.

"Scared me to death." She whispered to the detective by helping the man straighten his tie, "I thought we would be exposed just now." The waiter who checked the invitation checked it twice, so that She was so nervous.

"We didn't." The big detective walked to the corner with his female companion on his arm, "Don't reveal your secrets for a while, Mrs. Field."

The lights of this banquet held at night are staggered, and the waiters are busy.Alice took a glass of non-alcoholic champagne and held it in her hand, pretending to be watching the night scene, so as to refuse guests who might come forward to talk to her. Sherlock had already slipped away while going to the bathroom.

Why are they both here?

Let's turn the clock back three hours.

[-]:[-] p.m. at Frank Lance's house on Brinker Street.

Spiderman Peter Parker jumped in uninvited, wanting to help the New York police maintain the scene and drive away the thieves who left the empty door, but he accidentally met Alice and the idol detective who led a group of people to watch him catch thieves every day Sherlock Holmes.

"I remember the license plate number, it's FHA-6985." Spider-Man, who wandered across the sky and noticed the car a few days ago, didn't pay attention to where the blue Chevrolet was driving, but accidentally remembered the license plate number.

"Great." Surprisingly, Spider-Man actually wrote down the license plate number, and Alice was very happy. "Sherlock, let's check that car." If you find the blue Chevrolet car, you can find the criminal who put the bloody clothes and murder weapon in the boss's house, and Frank Lance's suspicion of murder will be cleared. .

"Let's leave it to those guys from the National Security Bureau." The editor sent out the license plate number in a text message, and Sherlock was not relentless at calling others.Although it is not his territory, the great detective's prestige remains undiminished.

"National Security Agency?" Peter's face under the mask was full of excitement, "Wow, are you investigating some big case?" Although Iron Man has joined the Avengers, Spider-Man has not yet participated in any decent big event.The job he does most every day now is to catch robbers and thieves on the street.Although Peter is happy to help others every day, deep down in the teenage heart, he still hopes to do something big-such as overthrowing the terrorist lair with Captain America.

But now it seems that this goal is far away.

"It's my boss' case." Spider-Man is also a superhero anyway, and Alice is also willing to give her boss a good impression in front of him. "He was framed. Sherlock is now looking for the real culprit who killed that girl." Although Detective Cameron Bull canceled today's press conference, as long as they can't find the real culprit, the boss will always crime suspect.

"Is it the disappearance of the three female students? The one whose body was found missing the liver?" The news was so big, Peter also knew about it. "You mean the man who lived here was wronged?"

"Yes, my boss's own girlfriend was the victim back then. How could he kill someone?" After explaining the situation to Spider-Man, Alice turned around and asked Sherlock, "Has Agent Bach replied to the text message?" Wanting to check a license plate is a matter of minutes.

"It's a rented car." The reason why Sherlock patiently listened to the greetings between Alice and Spiderman was just to take the opportunity to observe this superhero who suddenly appeared one day.Now that the other party's age, birth, personality, and behavior habits have all been collected, the big detective has no interest in wasting time any longer. "Let's go." They can check the car first.

"Wait, wait!" Seeing that Alice and the legendary detective were about to leave, Peter was a little bit reluctant. "Mr. Holmes, you are investigating the case now, aren't you?" The big watery eyes under the mask blinked, and he asked very sincerely, "Can you bring me one?" As if afraid of being rejected, Spider-Man even made a special show Bundle.Stretching out a spider thread, Peter half-hanged himself in the air, "I can help you catch the bad guys, or stalk them, it doesn't matter." If he could investigate a case with Sherlock Holmes, he would wake up laughing from his dreams.

Alice is very satisfied with the behavior of Spider-Man coming to her door to be a young man.But the main force of the investigation is the big detective after all, "Sherlock?" Will the big detective agree?

The living room was silent for a few seconds, Peter stared closely at Mr. Detective, and finally got the answer he wanted. "Okay." For some unknown reason, Sherlock agreed.

"Great! (＾＾●)"

The vehicle registration information obtained by Bach agents of the National Security Bureau, the FHA-6985 license plate is a blue light Chevrolet sedan, a low-end car, the owner's name is Charles Xavier, and he lives on George Street.

"Charles Xavier?!" Alice held up her mobile phone and bumped heads with the little spider Peter, expressing contempt for the degree of indiscretion of this pseudonym. "Charles Xavier, why didn't he say his name is Steve Rogers!" The mutant school Xavier School for Young Geniuses is famous all over the world, and X-Men founder Charles Xavier is also famous, and the murderer is actually registered Is it insulting other people's IQ by making up such a fake name for yourself?

"It's just Donald Trump." Peter reconsidered, "It seems to be a fake name, Mr. Holmes, we don't need to check, the owner of this car must be using a fake name." , the little spider secretly made up his mind to go to the DMV tomorrow.

Sherlock misses Watson terribly at this time. "Could it be that the name Charles Xavier has been patented by mutants?! You two have lowered the IQ of the entire Manhattan!" The big detective who was walking quickly walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. "Mr. Xavier!"

Charles Xavier was really the owner.

After losing his leg in a traffic accident, Mr. Xavier rented out the car to Moby Dick in exchange for rent.After getting permission from the other party, Alice and her group rushed to the car rental company, but were told by the manager who was about to get off work that the car was rented out and it was not time to return it.

"What about the car rental person's registration information?" The jumpsuit worn by Spider-Man is more effective than the police badge, and the manager of the car rental company does not hesitate to show them the record in exchange for a photo with Spider-Man.

The person who rented the car was registered as Bernie Sanders, but the NSA confirmed that this person was nowhere to be found-the renter used a surname.

The registration information of the car renter was false, and the GPS positioning system that should have been installed on the car was also removed. Seeing that the clues to this car were about to be broken.

"Mr. Holmes, what should we do now?" Peter, who was eager to try the scene of "Spider-Man & Great Detective Jointly Solve the Case", was a little dejected.

"The car was rented out a month ago, and it hasn't been returned yet. Do you think that car doesn't need refueling or maintenance, and has never been driven?" Rolling his eyes, Sherlock led the other two people to visit They visited all the gas stations within one kilometer of the scene where Casey Young's body was found, and sure enough, the blue Chevrolet sedan was seen again in the surveillance video of a certain gas station.

As the famous Spider-Man in New York, Peter has been taking photos with people in exchange for clues during this period.

"Sherlock?" Alice trembled a little as she followed the big detective and witnessed how ruthlessly the other party made Spider-man perform as well as sell himself. "Can you see where the car ended up?" Agent Bach of the NSA gave them access to the municipal surveillance system.

"It was burned." Pointing to a certain screen on the computer, Sherlock was not surprised. "The murderer was very cautious. He must have noticed that the car left traces at the place where the body was dumped, so he burned the car."

"Burn?!" Peter, who had taken photos with countless people and had his chest muscles touched by so many girls in the past two hours, put his hands on his chest, tears streaming down his face. "Then what should we do now?" It's really not easy to follow the idol to solve the case.

"The murderer showed his flaws." The detective was confident, "Did you see it?" He stretched out his hand and drew on the map the blue Chevrolet's route for dumping the body and abandoning the car. "The murderer deliberately avoided this street."

—Washington Street.

At [-]:[-] p.m., in Manhattan's high-end shopping mall, Alice was instructed by Sherlock to change into a black skirt and high heels.

"Alice, are you going to sneak into the murderer's house to rescue the hostages?" Because the identity must be kept secret, (are you sure it is still kept secret?) Peter had no chance to participate in the sneak operation after Mr. Detective deduced which house the murderer lived on Washington Street. .

"Believe me, I really want to give you this opportunity." Alice had no time to admire the little black dress on her body, and held Spiderman's hand with tears in her eyes. "You will inform the police, right?" The big detective got the good news from nowhere, saying that the murderer's house will hold a banquet tonight.Alice had no choice, and was selected as a female companion by the ducks on the shelves. After Sherlock changed his clothes, he went to solve the problem of the car and the invitation letter.

"Mr. Holmes said that informing the police would scare the snake away..." Peter continued to speak in a lower voice, "but don't worry Alice, I will stay outside, and if there is any danger, I will definitely rush in to save you!" The chest slapped, and the spider Xia tried to give Alice confidence.

"I still want the police to rescue me." Looking at the other person's small body, Alice sighed, "Sherlock really, it would be nice to hand over the clues I found to the police." The murderer was captured alive. As the female partner chosen by the opponent, she expressed her sadness.

"Cheer up, Alice." Fans of detectives couldn't understand Alice's sadness at all. "You worked with the great detective Sherlock Holmes to solve the case! Capture the criminal who brutally murdered the young girl, and maybe even save the hostages! Tell me about this experience! You can write it in your resume, and there will be many companies competing for it. I'm rushing to get you!" Peter, who has no job hunting experience yet, is still stuck in the silly and sweet stage where as long as he has a good resume, he will definitely find a good job.

Oh, baby doesn't want this kind of experience.

"I hope everything goes well." Out of trust in Sherlock, although Alice was a little scared, she still chose to cooperate with the other party's plan.Besides, just like what Spider-Man said, going deep into the tiger's den to rescue the hostages with the great detective Sherlock sounds really touching!

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, Alice got into a black Bentley with a chauffeur that Sherlock had gotten from somewhere.It was inconvenient for Peter to get in the car, so he chose to swing all the way to Washington Avenue in mid-air by pulling the spider silk.

At 35:[-], with a forged invitation letter, Alice and Sherlock successfully sneaked into the banquet scene, and Spider-Man was on call at any time on the roof of another building.

"Why haven't you come back?" Sherlock had already left for a long time by taking the opportunity to go to the bathroom, and Alice had been standing alone in front of the window on the second floor, pretending to watch the scenery for 10 minutes.The host of today's banquet was named Terrence Bush, and now more than [-] well-dressed guests came to the hall one after another, and she even saw a famous adventure novelist among them.

"This beautiful lady, who made you look forward to it so much?" Just when Alice was worried that someone would notice her, a man in a white suit came over with a glass of wine. "I'm Antonio." The visitor smiled politely, then raised his wine glass as a gesture.

"Ada." Reciting the salute and then smiling, Alice intentionally made an impatient expression, "I'm waiting for my husband, he said he had a headache and wanted to go for a stroll in the garden outside, but he hasn't come back yet." The small garden downstairs The vegetation is dense, and only sporadic lights can be seen from upstairs.

"Could it be that you got lost?" Antonio's expression remained unchanged after hearing that the girl in front of him was married. "Should I ask someone to look for it? The lights in the garden below are not on."

"No, just let him stay." With a deliberate coquettish attitude, Alice tried to play an angry wife. "I'm a little hungry, Antonio, you can go get something to eat with me." Come back quickly, big detective, the baby is afraid of being exposed!

But unfortunately, Alice's calculation was wrong.Originally thought that as long as she showed that she invited other men to sit together because she was angry with her husband, then this Antonio would automatically leave to avoid trouble.But Antonio, he didn't play his cards according to common sense.

"Hahaha, okay, the chef in Terrance's family is a chef specially invited from abroad, let me introduce it to the beautiful Ada?" He motioned for Alice to follow him.

What?Is this guy an acquaintance of the banquet host? !

Alice felt that her eyes were dark, but she dug a hole and jumped by herself. She could only follow the man who claimed to be Antonio to the dining table with a smile on her face.

"This lamb tongue dish has just been made, Miss Ada, try it?" Antonio did not take the food from the dining table, but asked the waiter to go to the kitchen to pick up freshly prepared dishes.

"Uh... I don't eat sheep." Alice hated the taste of lamb the most in her life. "Is there any other introduction?" Antonio seems to have a lot of friendship with the banquet host. How can she get away?

"Oh? Miss Ada doesn't like sheep?" Antonio seemed a little surprised, "That's a pity, it's delicious in the world." He smiled and didn't care, "This seafood soup is also the chef's specialty, Miss Ada Try it." After that, he signaled the waiter to put some seafood on Alice's plate. "Let's go over there." He pointed to the dining area where the dining table was placed.

"Okay." With a smile on her face, Alice's heart was already pounding with nervousness.The big detective doesn't come back, and this Antonio seems to have a deep friendship with the host of the banquet. What if she messes up?It's a small thing to be beaten out as a liar who eats and drinks, but it's a big crime if the big detective is delayed in saving people.

"What? Miss Ada doesn't like seafood pies either?" Antonio could see the absent-minded girl opposite.Waiting for husband?Is the little girl in front of you an adult? "If it's not to your liking, why not let me..."

"Oh, no, the seafood pie is very good." Alice quickly interrupted the other party.What she is most afraid of now is attracting other people's attention.An Antonio was almost too much for her to deal with. "I just..." Did she say she wanted to go to the bathroom?

"It seems that you are having a good time, my dear Ida." Finally, the great detective came back.Wearing a fake beard and spectacle frames, Sherlock walked to the dining table and sat directly next to Alice, "Are you in a hurry?" The great detective with absolute acting skills turned into a good and affectionate husband in a second.

"Yeah, why did you come back so late!" Alice's current performance didn't need acting at all, she acted in her true colors. "I've been waiting for you for a long time, what in the garden is worth your staying so long!" The tone of blame inadvertently explained to the big detective the excuse she gave to others.

"I have a headache, so I stood in the garden for a while." Patting the girl's back lightly, Sherlock acted like an ordinary husband. "This is..." He looked at the man sitting across from him.

"This is Antonio." Alice said before anyone could answer. "He knows what the chef's specialty is, and he is introducing it to me." The subtext is that this guy is an acquaintance of the banquet host!

Sherlock understood immediately. "Antonio, I'm Norman Field." Shaking hands with the other party, he spoke sincerely, "My wife Ada grew up abroad, and this is the first time she has returned to Manhattan with me, thank you for helping me take care of her. In a word, he explained the flaws that Alice might have exposed before-the new wife didn't know his circle of contacts in Manhattan.

"Nice to meet you." Antonio left the scene automatically when he saw that the master was back. "Then I'll go say hello to Terrence first, do you want to come together?" He looked at Sherlock.

"Cut this up for me." Wouldn't it be revealing if you went to see the master?Alice hurriedly said willfully, "Hurry up!" She pushed the plate over.

Sherlock shrugged helplessly towards Antonio, and the other party realized, "Then I will go by myself." Antonio smiled and left.

"Scared me to death..." Approaching Sherlock, Alice complained to him in a low voice. "Why have you been away for so long? When that Antonio came over to talk to me, my heart was about to jump out of my chest." I'm really guilty of being a thief!

"I went around." Skillfully using the knife and fork to cut the food on the plate into nice pentagons, Sherlock pushed the plate back. "There is definitely something wrong with the owner of this house." He also forked a piece of food himself.

"Have you found any evidence?" Alice lowered her voice as she approached the detective while eating, "Those two girls..." The most important thing now is to bring the criminal to justice. Are the remaining two girls still alive?

"I didn't make it upstairs." The big detective wandered around the house for 10 minutes, carefully avoiding people and surveillance equipment, and found nothing - which is not unusual. "All the windows on the exterior walls are equipped with the highest level of security systems. There are at least [-] security personnel patrolling randomly around the villa. The doors leading to the basement on the first floor and the stairs leading to the second floor are all strictly controlled. I am wearing the current clothes I can't get in with the clothes." Sherlock didn't really have nothing to do, but he was concerned about Alice who was still waiting alone in the hall, so he could only come back and have a look.

"Actually... I've wanted to ask since just now." Fearing that the big detective would feel frustrated because he failed to obtain information, Alice deliberately changed the subject, "Xia...Norman, answer me a question." The waiter with the tray came up and said that Mr. Antonio asked him to bring Miss Ida dessert.

"It seems that you are very popular, my dear Ida." Sherlock reached out to take the plate and put the dessert in front of Alice. "Tell me, what's the problem." The waiter left.

"I just want to ask..." Alice looked down at her skirt and expensive shoes, and then at the suit and glasses that the detective was wearing. Alice was really curious. "Sherlock, you know these things are very expensive, right?" Her outfit was paid for by the detective.

"...What do you want to say?" Sherlock suddenly had a premonition that what the girl said would definitely anger him.

"I just want to ask..." The dessert tastes great, but I don't know what material it is made of. "That... the card you swiped just now... ahem, is it your brother's?"

Sherlock felt that he had guessed correctly. "What gave you the illusion that I was poor?" When did he, Sherlock Holmes, get so poor that people felt that he needed help from that fellow Mycroft to get by? !

"That's right, when we met in London last time..." Alice reminded the other party, "The coats you bought for me..." At that time, the detective swiped a black card proudly, and she really thought the other party It was a local tyrant, and it turned out—that card belonged to Mycroft. "Did you borrow the card again this time?" said the one that paid the bill just now, which seemed to be a black card.

"...I'll take off all this clothes when I get back later." Sherlock gritted his teeth, he misses Watson very much now (Watson: But the baby doesn't want you! ╭(╯^╰)╮), " I'll return them, and use the money I got back to buy you a cat litter." Alice's IQ is about the same as her cat's!

"Haha, don't be angry." Pushing the big detective's arm, Alice couldn't help laughing. "I was just joking."

It was already 55:[-] in the evening, but the host of the banquet still did not show up, and the guests were still chatting together in twos and threes, not in a hurry at all.

"Did you see that man over there?" Alice pointed cautiously at the person who was taking dessert near the dining table, "That's Steven Weir, a famous adventure novelist." On her bookshelf There is a whole series of novels for each other.

"What? Do you want to go up and ask for an autograph?" Sherlock saw more than Alice. "The guests at the banquet today are all social elites." He counted them one by one for Alice to see, "The woman in the red dress is a federal judge, the tall man in a gray suit is a lawyer, and the pudgy man in a black suit is a well-known man in the underground society." Surgeon." The 23 guests present today are all elites in a certain field.

"What about Antonio?" Alice asked curiously. "Do you know what he does?" The other party didn't mention his occupation from the beginning to the end.

"Antonio is an arms dealer." Sherlock was very impressed with the man who came out to talk to him. "He cooperated with Justin Hammer and has been selling replicas of weapons produced by Tony Stark in the black market." Even if Stark Industries stopped doing arms and turned to clean energy research, but Tony Stark is still a milestone in that industry.

"Arms dealer?" Alice finally heard something was wrong. "Didn't you say that Terrence Bush is a real estate developer?" At a real estate developer's banquet, there were first black market businessmen and doctors, then federal judges and lawyers, and finally there was a nationally famous adventure novel Home——Terrence Bush has a wide range of friends too!

"So there must be something wrong with this banquet." Sherlock concluded.

"Then shall we..." After listening to the big detective's explanation, Alice was a little scared, and Alice didn't want to stay here anymore. "Or let's contact directly..." Detective Bach is a member of the National Security Bureau. If he arrests these people and interrogates them, he will be able to find out something.

"Don't act rashly." Feeling that there was something deeper behind this banquet, Sherlock rejected Alice's proposal. "Let's take a closer look." The well-guarded villa, weird guests, two missing girls, and a vicious murder case, what kind of secrets does Terrence Bush's banquet hide?

"Dong dong dong." Alice's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" The caller was from an unfamiliar number.

"Ari... Ida." There was a whirring wind on the other end of the phone, and the voice of the little spider Peter appeared and disappeared, "What, it's late, when are you coming out?" He had to go to class tomorrow I really can't stand it anymore, it would be terrible if Mei finds out that he sneaked out at night.

"Give it to me." Sherlock answered the phone and dismissed Peter with a few simple words.Facing Alice's question, he understated, "He's gone back." The superhero who is still in high school is really thanks to Iron Man.

What?Spiderman gone?Alice licked her lips a little nervously, just when she was about to pull the big detective away, but Antonio left and returned. "Miss Ada, Norman, this is Zach, Zach Kent." The person who was brought over by Antonio was the novelist that Alice had only shown to Sherlock before. "Zach, this is Miss Ida and her husband Norman Field."

"Good evening, Mr. Kent." Sherlock responded quickly. "My wife is your loyal book fan. I wonder if you can..."

"Oh, my honor." The novelist looked happy, "I have a sample book in my car that was just delivered by the publishing house today. If Miss Ada doesn't mind, I will give it to you." Of course, it is for Signed and delivered.

"How wonderful, thank you so much." This was probably the only good news that could be obtained from this banquet, Alice thought.In case the two of them asked some questions that she and Sherlock could not answer, she immediately brought the topic enthusiastically to Kent's novel.From her early works to her expectations for new works, she tried her best to show the professionalism of a book fan.

"It's really a pleasure chatting with you." Kent, who was praised by fans, especially beautiful fans, was very happy. "Miss Ada, you must come to my autograph event." It was rare to meet someone who praised him so bluntly, and Kent's vanity was most satisfied. "By the way, Mr. Field, you and Terence...why didn't I see you at the banquet before?"

"We just came back from our wedding trip." Sherlock remained calm, "I met Ada abroad. This is the first time she and I have returned to Manhattan." Alice, a native of Manhattan, is still authentic.

"If I had known that I would meet Mr. Kent at the banquet, I would have come back with him long ago." Without Sherlock hinting, Alice knew it was time to say something. "But speaking of it, Mr. Kent is a novelist, how did he meet Antonio? Was it also through Mr. Bush?" Antonio claimed to be a freelancer living overseas.

Oh, □□, really freelance.

"Yeah." Kent was unsuspecting, "I met Antonio at Terrance's banquet." He happily ate a piece of dessert, "Ida, if you often come with Mr. Field, you will also meet other friends. "

"Oh? What? Are there many such banquets?" Dragging her chin with one hand, Alice poked the big detective beside her with the other, "Parties that start late at night...why? You used to attend such banquets before." Activities?" She vividly portrayed the image of a wife checking her husband's whereabouts.

"Haha..." Both Kent and Antonio laughed. "Ada, you are wrong to blame him." Antonio blinked, "Since Mr. Norman brought you here, it is enough to show how much he loves you."

That sounds weird.

Alice pretended to be reluctant, "Why do you say that?" She always felt that Antonio meant something.

"Ada, you'll know this in a while." In contrast, Kent, who was unsuspecting, still smiled, "But speaking of it, I really haven't seen Mr. Field at the previous banquet, you must be with your wife Have you been traveling for a long time? It’s really enviable.”

"Yeah, she can't play enough." Sherlock reached out to touch the girl's head, and didn't mind being slapped away. "Talking about business outside and playing with her... I haven't been back for about three or four years." Terrence Bush bought this property on Washington Street for only two years, and Kent's tone was like a banquet It seems to be held here every time, so Sherlock gave a more accurate time period for people to check.

"Oh, that's right, I only came to this banquet this year." Sure enough.

"It's very late." It was already ten fifty in the evening, because Kent and Antonio were sitting opposite each other, and she didn't even have a chance to tell the detective to leave. "I'm a little sleepy." She said coquettishly to Sherlock.

"Wait a little longer, baby, it will start in a while." The best actor Oscar winner and detective Sherlock Holmes touched the other's hair, "Don't worry, okay?" What kind of banquet will start in the early morning?Sherlock also wants to take Alice away now, but he can't get away.If he was the only one, he really wanted to see what the banquet was up to, but it would be too risky to bring Alice along. "Shall I accompany you to the lounge to lie down for a while?" Then he flipped out through the window.

"Don't worry." Antonio interrupted, "Miss Ada, don't worry, the banquet will start in 10 minutes." Looking at his watch, he seemed very happy, "Mr. Norman wants to surprise you, you always You don’t want to miss it, do you?” Alice and Sherlock used the excuse that the newlywed husband did not inform his wife about the content of the banquet, so that Alice could ask questions.

"But I'm tired..." With her hands on her chin, Alice kicked Sherlock, "Let's go home, shall we? I don't want to play anymore." As the night deepened, she became more and more afraid.

The lights in the hall were turned off at this time, and then, a white light was cast on the stairs leading to the second floor—the belated host of the banquet, Terrence Bush, finally appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Terrence Bush was a well-kept gentleman of about forty who looked to be in his early thirties. "Welcome." Twenty or so guests applauded together.

Alice and Sherlock followed Antonio and Kent, standing a little further away from the host of the banquet.

"Alice", Sherlock's voice was very soft, "hold back." While everyone's attention was on the host of the banquet, the big detective opened the window beside him, hugged Alice, He threw it out of the window where the alarm device was removed.Then close the window immediately, pretending nothing happened.

Alice, who was severely pricked by the branches of the bushes, covered her mouth and shrank under the vegetation in the garden.Sherlock threw her out in a good place, the dense vegetation blocked the view, and no one saw her—it was just too painful for the branch to pierce her.

There seemed to be gunshots in the villa, and Alice curled up with her arms folded and dared not move.She didn't know how long it took before she felt someone standing in front of her.

"sweetheart, you hide here