[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

From the point of view of the simple superior-subordinate relationship, Lestrade is indeed a member of McCoff, from the inside to the outside, completely.

"This is also one of the reasons why Lestrade is very nervous about Sherlock's safety." Lance tapped his index finger on the table, "If Mycroft came forward, Sherlock's current position should be quickly locked."

John nodded subconsciously, "Mycroft."

Reid is indeed an expert in decoding. When Lance and John were still discussing related matters, the white paper under Reid's hand was already full of numbers.

In fact, he has the feeling that these two people can solve all problems just by calling the legendary British government clerk. All the calculations he is doing now are just to prove that his knowledge is more profound than normal people.

Such a desire to decode.The desire is not so strong.

Lance silently turned his head and glanced at Rhett, who was a little distracted. He didn't understand what his doctor with a superior IQ was thinking. John, who was stomping his feet nervously just now, had already picked up his mobile phone to contact the Sheriff of Scotland Yard.

Sitting here alone, he seemed to have seen through everything.

……

Lance thought he knew a little about Sherlock in this world, after all, he had known him for such a long time and Sherlock did not hide his behavior.

A man who is narcissistic, super arrogant, smart, overly courageous and somewhat arrogant.

This man has a unique obsession with cases, and he also has a deep obsession with the contest between smart people.

Because of his personality, he needs an assistant who is completely his own, so he has John, but at the same time, this man is a little selfish. He thinks that the case he discovers must belong to him alone. He likes the excitement of dancing on the tip of a knife. Sense, it keeps his mind clearer than if he smoked something.

"Lestrade yelled at me, I think I'm going to drive him crazy." John stared at Rhett, "Although I know it's wrong, Sherlock is far more powerful than I know, but I'm still worried he."

"I don't want to have a boy's talk with you now." Lance shook his head. "And it was Holmes, not you, who drove the poor Sheriff mad."

"You are right."

Rhett made two final strokes on the paper.

"We have a coordinate."

John quickly turned on the phone, "I know an online map that has become popular recently."

After accepting modern products, John has adapted very quickly. A few months ago, he was able to fight with the automatic checkout machine in the supermarket, and now he is able to write all kinds of posts without changing his face and say 'hahaha ' sent out to express their feelings.

The coordinates were located very quickly, and John sent the address to Lestrade again.

"Shall we rush over now?" John looked eager to try.

"Actually, it's not necessary." Lance pouted. "At first I thought it was an invitation. If it was just coordinates, it took so long to rule out this possibility. After all, I don't even have the most basic time."

"Clues that lean toward the next step," Rhett continued. "It's like playing a puzzle game, where one clue leads to the next."

Although there is such a possibility, John has always been going forward bravely. He wants to go to this place to have a look. Of course, Lance, who is a good friend, will not let John go there alone.

"As long as it is something related to Sherlock, it's not an easy thing." Lance put his head on the window of the taxi, watching his face appear on the reflective glass, couldn't help but I made a face.

"Thank you for the left turn ahead." John held up his mobile phone and kept an eye on the route.

"But you still came here." Rhett answered dryly. "The last time Mr. Holmes and I were in the castle..."

Lance turned his head abruptly: "..."

Rhett was taken aback by him, "...why, what's wrong?"

Lance sighed, "What a terrible line, forget it, you continue."

Rhett blinked suspiciously but continued, "Mr. Holmes doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do things he is not sure of. Last time we were down there, he was very strong..."

"It goes without saying, my dear." Lance couldn't help covering his face, "The lines are getting worse and worse."

"Huh?" Rhett was also puzzled.

"It's okay." Lance calmed down for a while, and then helped Reid make a concluding speech, "In short, Sherlock's skills are probably good, and he is also very smart, so the possibility of accidents is unlikely."

"Yes." Rhett nodded.

John, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head, and his speech speed suddenly became slow, "This is the first time I've heard someone say that the possibility of Sherlock's accident is unlikely."

Rhett looked away uncomfortably.

According to the address that John searched with his mobile phone, he had reached the place, a park.

a park.

What kind of hint is this? !

The driver collected the money and gave the invoice, and finally couldn't help but say, "Gentlemen, if you are looking for someone, the Park Management Office should be able to broadcast for you."

Lance smiled.

After the car drove away, John sighed suddenly, facing the people walking and playing around in the park in twos and threes, he said in a low voice, "Even if there are summer stickers on every street, Locke's missing person notice, as long as he doesn't want to come out, no one can find him."

Lance felt that John was right.