[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Judging from the foot bones of the remains, the corpse that Watson and I saw just now should not have been moved for a long time. Judging by the shape and age, it should be your grandmother's remains."

"You killed your master, pretended to be the old lady, and used the attack to confuse everyone. The fire more than 20 years ago should have been caused by you, in order to let everyone who is familiar with the old lady People, disappearing from this world."

"...It's impossible." Mr. Carl looked at Holmes in disbelief.

"Scaremongering, get out of here." The old man's voice was undeniably firm, hitting the ground with the stick in his hand from time to time, and looking at Holmes with a stern look. .

"When the Dongchuang incident happened, I became angry from embarrassment."

"You think it's just based on what you say casually..."

"Of course it doesn't work." Seeing the other party's relaxed expression, the detective sneered: "So I asked someone to investigate your information 5 minutes ago. In the past twenty years, you have eight exit records... all South Korea."

"It's something ordinary people can't understand, but if it's for a large amount of treasure, it's understandable." Watson frowned and thought about it.

"Don't you want to know where that girl is?"

"Grandmother!" Carl was a little surprised to see the old man in the wheelchair stand up, acting as active and vigorous as a young man.

"If you catch me, that girl...you'll never find her."

"Really?" Hearing the arrogant cry, Sherlock's face curled up.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. When all other possibilities are excluded and there is one left, no matter how impossible it is, it is the truth."

"Sherlock, do you know where Alice is?"

"If my reasoning is not wrong, she was knocked out by you and locked up in her guest room."

"But I knocked on the door and found that she wasn't there..." Dr. Watson asked back, frowning.

"But have you checked carefully?"

"No."

"Notify the officer."

"Grandmother!" Mr. Carl obviously hadn't reacted yet.

"I planted a bomb in this castle, if you don't want to die, tell me where the treasure is!?"

Everyone was shocked, there was a bomb! ! !Is it too late to run now?

"I'll take you there." After a while of silence.

The crowd followed Sherlock to the courtyard they had just visited. The treasure was here, and he squatted down and started digging.

Watson was thinking about whether to borrow a tool or something, and soon a small and gorgeous box appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Is this the legendary treasure?"

"Sherlock, how do you know the treasure is here?"

"The original owner of this castle likes trees the most. It is the only one that is best protected and the most abrupt here. Although it is dead, it can show the difference of this tree. It is obvious that the treasure is in this tree. It is very easy to guess... Looking at the color of the surrounding soil, it is obvious that someone has indeed dug here. But the owner who buried the treasure also thought of this, and in order to determine the location, he placed the treasure in the Place the treasures against the wall and east of the big tree, this yard is so big, people will only suspect that there may be something under this tree, and absolutely will not consider the wall."

In front of everyone, Sherlock opened the box, inside was a pair of gold rings, engraved with patterns, and oriental characters...

"This should be a pair of tokens of love..."

"This is the so-called treasure!?" The lady cried, her old fingers pointing at the pair of restraints, her trembling body obviously couldn't accept this fact.For this... cheap ring... I spent more than twenty years of my youth.

"of course not."

Sherlock's words made everyone's eyes shine.

"Bermuda is surrounded by the sea, and under this land is actually a super big gold mine."

"what!"

"Experts who discovered a huge gold mine in Bermuda once published it in a London newspaper, but the specific address of the gold mine was not stated. Later, this report was bought by some mysterious people and disappeared from everyone's eyes. Who is this mysterious person? , I think as long as you are not mentally retarded, you should be able to guess it."

"Virgin, Bermuda, and Canada, the west coast controls half of the oil. As an old gentleman who owns [-]% of the land in Bermuda, a mysterious and rumored dangerous land, this land itself is a huge wealth."

"It's a pity that you can never take it with you."

While everyone was amazed at the same time, an hour later, the police took away the lady, and Alice was also found by them. Watson never expected that she was hidden under the bed in the guest room. Alice, who was bundled into rice dumplings, felt some unspeakable feelings inexplicably ignited in her heart.

"The bomb." Watson asked worriedly.

"Comeon, do you really think there's a bomb?" Sherlock continued, frowning impatiently.

"If you wanted something, would you plant a bomb around it?"

"will not."

"What about Alice?"

"Watson, I guess you need to carry her on your back to the helicopter."

Watson actually wanted to say why him?

In the end, he nodded in resignation and followed suit.

When Alice woke up, she was lying on a soft bed, and the surrounding furnishings were unexpectedly familiar...as if she had come home?

"Hey, are you awake?"

"Watson?"

"Do you have any discomfort?"

"Why am I here?"

Watson patiently told her what had happened.

"So we're back in London?"

"Yes."

"Then..." Alice looked around, the room was not considered tidy, all kinds of books, the coats hanging on the shelves were the most...

"The typhoon came recently, and it rained heavily. Your house was flooded, so I sent you to Sherlock's room."

Alice froze for a moment, "Thank you so much, where is Sherlock?"

"He answered the phone and went out." Dr. Watson pursed his lips for a while, not knowing what to say?

"In fact, we have a press conference tonight."

Alice looked at him in surprise.

"Sherlock Holmes has become famous." Dr. Watson said this exciting sentence in a very calm tone.

"That's really congratulations to you." Alice looked very happy.

"I mean, are you going with me?"

Alice was agreeing, but suddenly hesitated. She wasn't sure if some people who shouldn't know her would recognize her.

More than ten years ago, Holmes' "relative" died in XXVIP Hospital. The fire destroyed the last evidence, but there are many traces.

Sherlock said: "No matter how seamless a crime is, as long as it is committed by a human being, there is no unsolved reason."

She is the secret of Alice Holmes. She must not be discovered by those who are interested, or even make a fuss about it.

What if reports reveal a similarity to Sherlock Holmes's dead "sister"?Such a title, she could not imagine whether it would have an impact on McCoff's political career.

"No thanks, I don't like being in public like that."

"But... I guess that guy Sherlock will like it."

A very "gentleman" knock on the door interrupted their friendly exchange.

"It seems that you have a good chat." Mycroft walked in very calmly, sat on a chair not far from Alice, and looked at them with a smile.

"Um, hello, sir."

Mycroft smiled at Watson: "I think my brother needs you just now."

"I happen to have something to look for him too."

Alice could see clearly that McCoff could only dismiss Watson, without any technical content in his words.

"I thought you'd come up with some clever excuse."

"It doesn't matter if you are smart or not, as long as you are good enough."

"What's up?"

"I think you'd like to go back."

"Back to where?"

"You made me very angry this time." Mycroft's steady voice was like the bass of a cello, with an imposing manner that cannot be ignored.

Alice felt aggrieved all of a sudden, curled her lips, and looked at McCoff with resentful eyes: "You disappeared as soon as you woke up, and you still said that I... I just went to handle the case with Sherlock, and relax by the way Mood, and then... well, I was accidentally tied up, this is a sad thing, the most painful thing, not only did you not have any comfort for me, but you also blamed me. "

McCoff rubbed his temples, looked at the little woman in front of him with some headaches, and looked at himself with red eyes.

He said seriously: "Promise me, don't worry me, Alice."

"Oh." Alice replied wearily, she really couldn't communicate with this gentleman.

Mycroft kissed the corner of Alice's lips, and began to make various phone calls. The only thing she could do was to pretend not to hear the government secrets.

It was not easy to finish the phone call. After sitting for a long time, Mycroft lowered his hair and sent several text messages, which made Alice roll her eyes inexplicably.

"If you're busy, go back first."

"Can you be alone?"

"I can't die." Alice closed her eyes, enjoying his kiss before leaving.

"Goodnight kiss, you need a good rest." The light-colored eyes stared at her tightly, which made Alice feel hot all over.

"Understood, sir."

"I asked someone to clean up the room below for you. It will take two days to finish work. Go back and live in these few days."

Alice hesitated, but nodded: "When I move out again, don't stop me."

"Yes, my girl.

The author has something to say: Happy National Day. . .Although it was halfway through, I suddenly found that it was almost over.