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"So you were kidnapped by a young man named Harold who came to you under the pretext of seeking an interpreter?" Watson frowned and looked at Mr. Melas, who knew that the words had not yet waited for Greece Interpreter Melas spoke.

Sherlock interrupted: "I don't think kidnapping is a miracle, right? Otherwise, you will really disappoint me, Mr. Melas!"

Melas nodded repeatedly and said: "The group of people took me through Charing Cross Road, turned into Sheftesbury Street, and then came to Oxford Street. It was not until this time that I felt that something was wrong. Kensington, where they invited me, went farther and farther. Then the big man in the carriage took out a lead-filled short club from his arms, Mr. Sherlock! I am very responsible to say that the big man took the short club Threatening me, anyway, they closed the windows to prevent me from seeing the outside."【1】"Obviously, they don't want you to know how to get to where you are going, they were just taking you around in circles before." Sherlock took a sip of the red wine and was still not interested.

But Melas said excitedly: "That's right sir, if I knew this translation business would be so strange at the beginning, I would definitely not agree. In the end, we didn't know whether it was a private courtyard or the real countryside. They pushed I walked in, and the door was opened by a wretched and stooped middle-aged man. When he spoke, he was restless, his voice was trembling, mixed with a 'giggle' dry laugh, he was even scarier than the big guy in the carriage." [2] Said Melas couldn't help shivering. Athena, who was feasting on the sidelines, obviously had no interest in this strange event, or as Athena herself, she should have shown no interest.

Mycroft watched Athena use the silver spoon to pick and pull the dessert in front of her. Occasionally, the silver spoon made a small sound when it hit the plate. The rest of the people listened carefully and didn't pay much attention. The hand poured the milk in the container on Athena's dessert.

He knew that Athena would always do this when she was bored, from a young age.

Athena looked up at him, and Mycroft just shook his head and whispered, "Be patient, will you?"

Athena nodded reluctantly, and Mycroft smiled dotingly and looked at this younger sister who was 14 years younger than him. Even if she hadn't seen her for two years...now she would still be interested in these things that she was not interested in before. And still feel boring.She is still that spoiled little sister!

The conversation during the dinner was still going on, and the story of Melas had come to an end.

"This is the end of my adventure. I know nothing, Mr. Holmes, except what I have just told you. I don't know where I'm going or whose words I'm translating, but I'm sure that the There must be something shady going on in the house."

Melas sat on the chair filled with righteous indignation, wishing that Sherlock would catch the group of savages immediately.

Sherlock was silent for a long time before he looked at Mycroft and said, "Have you taken any remedial measures?"

Mycroft shook his head very annoyed, and asked Vettel, who was waiting by the side, to deliver a tray with a copy of "Daily News". Sherlock immediately picked it up and uploaded: "Today there is a Greek Gentleman Paul Credit came here from Athens and did not understand English; there was another Greek woman, Sophie. Both of them have disappeared, and if someone informs them of their whereabouts, they will definitely be rewarded. No. X2437." [3] Mycroft Shaking his head seriously, he said: "Melas posted this missing person advertisement without telling me, and it's okay if no one responds until now, the group of thugs headed by Harold must know when they see it. This information was leaked by him. This is very unfavorable!"

Watson: "Does the Greek embassy know?"

"Not at all, John!" Mycroft shook his head, and Sherlock said again: "Send a telegram to the Athens Police Headquarters! It happens that Inspector Lestrade is here, so it can be regarded as a formal report to the police. "

After that, Sherlock quickly got up and looked at Watson and said, "Let's go! John, let's walk home together! Give Athena some time, I think Mike will arrange someone to move her."

As he spoke, he turned his head up and went to the door, where Vettel helped him put on the cloak. Melas, who was still sitting in his seat, asked puzzledly, "Mr. Holmes, don't you want to investigate this case?"

"What else do we need to investigate? We already know so much about the situation, we can already intervene directly." Sherlock frowned and looked at everyone, except for Mycroft, everyone was at a loss.

Lestrade raised his head and asked, "Sherlock, what do we know?"

Watson coughed slightly: "Sherlock, I think you should explain!"

Athena propped her chin and looked at him expectantly. Although the original Athena had no interest in such things, the current Athena is still very curious.

Sherlock rolled his eyes, looked at the group of stupid groundhogs, and said helplessly, "It seems obvious to me that the young man named Harold kidnapped the Greek girl named Sophie. They put Sophie under house arrest in the house where Mr. Melas went." [4] Lestrade muttered in a low voice: "It doesn't seem obvious to me at all. And... Mr. Melas saw in the house What about the gentleman Paul? Paul whose face is covered with plaster and whose face cannot be seen clearly? What does he do?"

"This young man named Paul can't speak a word of English. That's why Harold's mob needs Mr. Melas, the Greek interpreter. From what Melas just said, it's not hard to see that Paul is Sophie's brother, or some other relative,"

Watson raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it hard to see?"

Obviously everyone didn't understand how Sherlock saw it.Sherlock put his hands behind his back, bent slightly to show off, and said, "Of course! It can even be said to be very simple to see!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward again, and said, "Mr. Melas repeatedly said that Harold and that wretched middle-aged man have been asking this gentleman Paul to sign a document. Gentleman Paul's answer is..."

Sherlock looked at Mr. Melas, and Melas continued: "The Greek gentleman said: Unless I see her get married under the testimony of a Greek priest I know, there is no room for negotiation."

Sherlock nodded lightly and said: "That's right, the key to everything is this document and the marriage... Everything is just to trick the gentleman Paul into signing this document, as long as he signs it, the property owned by Sophie will be transferred For Harold and that wretched middle-aged man."

"Since that's the case, what kind of relationship can gentlemen Paul and Sophie have? In terms of age, they can only be elder brothers. Her elder brother must be the trustee of this property. Paul doesn't agree to sign and can't speak English, so hello De had to come to Mr. Melas and ask him to translate and negotiate on his behalf."

"Ah! So that's the case!" Melas nodded, and everyone understood after hearing this.Standing in place, Sherlock has long been accustomed to the delayed reaction of stupid humans, but he still enjoys the difference every time.

Mycroft looked at him and said helplessly: "Okay, don't show off, and go to your business!"

Sherlock reacted and only patted Watson and said, "Hurry up John, let's go outside for a stroll. I think this Sophie Credit should have news soon."

Watson drank the last sip of red wine and wiped the corners of his mouth in a hurry.But Sherlock dragged him ignorantly, and even tore the tie around his neck crookedly.

Athena took the last bite of dessert, looked at Mycroft and said, "Mike, may I go back first? I'm really tired!"

"Of course!" Mycroft chuckled, "Inspector Lestrade, please join me too! I'll let the coachman take you there." Mycroft stood up as he spoke, hugging himself affectionately The little sister touched her cheek and said with a smile: "Don't quarrel every day when you live at Sherlock's place, can you bear with it for a few days? When my brother comes back, I will let Vettel pick you up and come back to live with me."

"Then how long are you going?"

"It will take a few months..." Mycroft smiled helplessly seeing her acting coquettishly, and only sent her out the door himself, and exchanged a few words with Melas and Lestrade who went out together.

"Goodbye!" Mycroft looked at the three people in the carriage and waved his hands, but Vettel standing behind him only said: "Sir, Miss and Inspector Lestrade..."

"Lestrade is a nice young man, unfortunately... Anyway, Athena won't fall in love with him, don't worry!" Mycroft bent his lips again after speaking.

Only after the carriage had gone far away did he turn around and say indifferently: "If Athena really likes Lestrade, things will become extremely complicated. At least this will affect the existing relationship between me and the Duke of Lancashire. Relationship, that's not a good thing!"

Mycroft sighed.

Vettel frowned: "The Duke of Lancashire? What is the relationship between Inspector Lestrade and the Duke of Lancashire?"

Mycroft chuckled, "What do you think?"