[Comprehensive] Sherlock is going to be kicked by a donkey

This is an inconspicuous residence in the suburbs of London. It looks like an ordinary residence on the outside, but the people living inside are the notorious London drug gangs.

A flirtatiously dressed woman was sitting on the sofa in the living room. The dim yellow sunset came in from the window and shone on her body. She drank the last sip of Bloody Mary, put down the glass, and her fingers painted with blood-red nail polish came out of the window. The glass moved up and aside, it was a stack of photos that had just been printed.

Each photo features the same two people, in some photos they are walking side by side in the street, in another photo they are sitting facing each other at a meal, and in another photo they are standing at the scene of a crime.

They are a man and a woman, Sherlock and Josie.

The woman picked up the photos and carefully flipped through them one by one. Her fingers with blood-red nails slid across Josie's face in the photo, and then her fingertips landed on Sherlock's face, pausing for two seconds , and scraped it fiercely with his nails, drawing a deep mark on Sherlock's face.

"You broke my heart," the woman had a terrifying smile on her face, and her eyes were full of hatred, "I will let you taste that life is worse than death."

"Ring bell bell."

The bell rang for the end of class. Josie left the classroom with her book in her arms and walked to her closet. Today is the day for her interview at the Royal Academy of Art. She has to arrive at the interview location on time after school. If she is late, she will lose This interview opportunity, and this interview is likely to determine whether she can be admitted, so she does not want to lose this opportunity.

Josie quickened her pace, anxiously looking down at the time on her watch, she accidentally bumped into the man walking in front at the corner.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Josie apologized in a hurry, and she wanted to go around the person she hit, but just as she took a step, her arm was tightly held by a hand, and Josie Looking back at the man who held her back, she was puzzled, thinking that she had hurt him, so she asked, "I'm sorry, did I hurt him..."

Before Josie finished speaking, the man grabbed her arm and pulled Josie into his arms. His other hand held a handkerchief and tightly covered Josie's waist. He pressed Josie's head against his chest, and the coat blocked Josie's upper body. To outsiders, they looked like a couple embracing.

The corner was remote, and it was after school, so few people passed by here, and the few students who passed by were also eager to go home, ignoring the "little couple" who were embracing warmly.

Josie's struggle became smaller and smaller under the effect of the drug, and the book she held in her hand had already fallen to the ground. The man looked at Josie, who had fainted in his arms, with gentle and doting eyes, and pressed the big hand behind his head. Gently stroking Josie's silky long golden hair.

"Sleep, sleep, my little sweetheart, I hope you wake up as usual." The man whispered in a gentle voice, and then placed a soft kiss on Josie's forehead.

He kicked away the book that Josie dropped at his feet, picked up Josie, and planned to leave here, but he stopped as soon as he took a step, as if suddenly thinking of something, he looked back to the corner of the ceiling, where There was a surveillance camera, and the man smiled at the camera, opened his mouth to say a silent word, and then walked away quickly.

Carly sat outside the school gate and waited in the car for more than half an hour. The students left one after another at the door. Seeing that the interview time was approaching, Carly still didn't see Josie coming out. She felt strange and took out her mobile phone Called Josie's phone.

No one answered the phone.

"What's the matter with Josie, why don't you hurry up and answer the phone in such a hurry today." Carly got out of the car while complaining, and she walked into the teaching building, just in time to meet Josie's art teacher.

"Ms. Kane, hello, I'm Josie's mother, have you seen Josie come out?"

"I think she's already gone, as soon as school is over."

Carly thanked Ms. Kane, and then continued to walk into the teaching building. At this time, there were very few people. Except for some students who stayed in school to participate in club activities, there was basically no one in the teaching building. Carly continued Call Josie while looking around.

However, Carly, who spent an hour walking around the entire teaching building, still did not see Josie. Although the calls she made were all connected, but no one answered, so Carly had to go back to the car to see Seeing that the time displayed on the mobile phone had exceeded the pre-arranged interview time, she was a little uneasy.

Josie has always been a very punctual child, and she attaches great importance to this interview, let alone disappearing suddenly, not answering the phone when she can't find anyone, this is not Josie's style.

The more Carly thought about it, the more frightened she became. At this time, nearly two hours had passed since the time originally agreed with Josie to pick her up for an interview, and no one answered Josie's phone.

Anxiously sitting in the car, Carly had to get out of the car to find the school's security office. After explaining the situation, the security personnel called out the surveillance video after school.

The video was quickly called up. In one of the surveillance videos, Carly saw Josie passed out in the arms of a strange man. She took out her mobile phone in horror and dialed Alan's number with trembling hands. After telling Alan who was on his way home the news that Josie had been kidnapped, Alan hung up the phone and turned the car back to Josie's school.

"Ma'am, you sit down first. We have notified the police, and the police will arrive soon. We will hand over this surveillance video to the police later." The person in charge of the school security department came forward to appease Carly. Rodlin, the moment he saw this surveillance video, he asked his subordinates to call the police, and found other videos of the man who captured Josie.

"How could it be... A lunatic came in the school, how could no one of you find out..." Carly's voice trembled, she felt extremely panicked, and couldn't stop imagining how the abducted Josie would suffer, " Oh my god...how could my Josie encounter such a thing...what should I do...what should I do..."

Rodlin patted Carly on the shoulder and tried to comfort her: "I'm sorry, it's our fault that we didn't find any dangerous factors in the school..."

Carly didn't speak anymore. She sat on a chair, leaned forward, put her elbows on her knees, and covered her face with her palms. Rodlin knew that any comfort now would not work for a mother whose child was taken away. , I had no choice but to turn around and continue to work with my subordinates to recall all the surveillance videos for screening.

After receiving Carly's call, Alan drove to Josie's school in a hurry. He ran through three red lights on the road. He parked the car at the door, got out of the car and ran to the security office of the teaching building However, just as he ran into the door of the teaching building, he saw a familiar figure.

It was Sherlock who was in his class three hours ago.

"Sherlock?! Why are you here?"

Sherlock turned around and saw Alan panting, "I..."

However, Alan didn't give Sherlock a chance to explain why he appeared in Josie's school, so he held Sherlock's hand and ran to the security office together, panting heavily while running, "I... I don't care about you...why did you appear here...you follow...follow me...Josie was kidnapped..."

Sherlock, who was following Alan, didn't speak. His face was a little pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and his mouth, which always spit out sharp words, was tightly pursed. Alan had never seen him like this.

The police arrived here before them after receiving the call. There were two policemen standing outside the monitoring room of the security department. After Alan revealed his identity, he opened the door and entered the monitoring room. Sherlock followed closely behind. Carly who was sitting Seeing her husband coming, she got up and walked forward to hug Alan.

"Honey, Josie will be fine, you calm down first, let's find a way to find our daughter together, shall we?" Allen hugged Carly's trembling body in fear.

Sherlock went to the computer and looked at all the surveillance videos. There were five cameras in total. Josie was in the last three videos, but not in the first two. That means Josie was kidnapped by a man. Hugging and leaving deliberately bypassing all the cameras, Sherlock stared at the longest video and took a picture of Josie being smothered. When he saw the man in the video kissing Josie's forehead, he frowned. raised eyebrows.

This man is familiar with Josie and has a one-sided crush.

The way he looked at Josie and the way he kissed Josie made Sherlock angry.

The man in the video picked up Josie and was about to leave. After taking a step, he turned his head. He looked in the direction of the surveillance camera in the corner, smiled, and opened his mouth to say silently——

k.

"Do you know this man? Sherlock." Alan stood next to Sherlock at some point, and he obviously saw the mouth shape made by the man in the video.

"No, I don't know you." Sherlock paused, and took out the torn envelope from his coat pocket. "I received a letter...that's why I came to Josie's school."

Allen wanted to take the envelope, but was stopped by the police next to him, "Sorry, Mr. Jonathan, please put on gloves first, there may be fingerprints of the suspect on the letter."

"There is no fingerprint, the envelope is an ordinary envelope sold in the London Post Office, and the letter paper is just an ordinary ios standard A4 printing paper. The words on the letter are newspaper clippings, using the most common solid glue, without any other clues , " Sherlock pulled out the letter from the envelope, opened it, and handed it to Alan, "It was caught in the newspapers I subscribed to, and I found it half an hour ago."

Allen took the letter paper.

From now on, I have Josie, we are equal, dear Sherlock. ——From mm "Who..." Alan frowned and looked at the letter paper, "Who is mm?"

"Margaret McCalla."

"The female leader of the drug cartel?" The policeman standing next to Alan was the first to react, "But wasn't that drug cartel destroyed half a year ago?"

Sherlock nodded, "She wasn't caught, she's still on the run. I was undercover under her a year ago, and got all their meeting points and all their transaction records."

"Is this revenge?" Allen exclaimed.

"I'm afraid so." Sherlock nodded again, his face ugly.

But Carly couldn't help but stepped forward and took Sherlock's arm, and asked in a crying voice, "Why did they want revenge on my Josie? She is innocent! Sherlock, tell me, why?"

"I don't know." Sherlock looked at Carly's heartbroken face. He had known Carly for so many years as a neighbor, and he had never seen her so hysterical.

"You don't know? Then why did Josie get revenge even though you were undercover? What do you mean you are equal? ​​Why are you equal when they kidnapped Josie?! Why?! They are all a bunch of drug addicts, Desperadoes, what will they do to Josie?!"

Allen and the police pulled Carly away. Sherlock looked at the letter in his hand and was silent. He took out his mobile phone and walked out of the monitoring room. He could still hear the voice of the police talking to the Jonathans behind him.

"We have carried out screening and tracking across the country based on the suspect's face in the surveillance video. If you have received any blackmail letters or phone calls, please let us know."

won't work.

In his mind, Sherlock denied the possibility of the national face screening and tracking that the police said. The other party was a premeditated and experienced drug trafficking group. Even he was not sure that he could find their stronghold within a day.

He put the dialed phone to his ear, and it rang a few times so that he could answer it.

"Mycroft, help me find Josie."