[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

The man on the other side of the road was too conspicuous, perhaps even he felt that he was too conspicuous, so he quickly pulled up the collar of his clothes and left.

Lance saw it in his eyes, and he had a bottom line in his heart. He felt that there might be troubles in the development of the matter, so he should act more simply, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lestrade.

Rhett turned his head, "Are we still using it?"

He could say whether he should go to the jewelry store or not.

Lance thought for a while, shook his head and refused, "There will still be other movements when we get up, we just showed up, if the snake hiding in the grass finds out, there will be trouble."

Rhett: "...I know this is a Chinese idiom."

"I know that too." Lance laughed dryly, "buying the ring is postponed for the time being, and I'll cook you a delicious meal today."

Reid shook his head straight after hearing this, "It's better to go to a restaurant to eat than you cook us. The Chinese dishes you cook all taste the same."

Lance smiled and said nothing, isn't it? It's either instant noodle seasoning or thirteen spices. The sky is falling and the national goddess Laoganma is added. Although it is not tired of eating, it is not interesting.

"Then I'll send a text message to John. He seems to have a lot of research on Chinese restaurants." Lance paused, "Although I buy dumplings every time." I also don't understand Sherlock's obsession with dumplings, and sometimes go to them. As a guest, Sherlock only ate one bite of a box of dumplings, but many times he ordered dumplings for lunch.

"How do you know there is still a robbery?" Lestrade met Lance and Rhett in private this time. The three sat in the cafe facing each other. Lestrade suddenly stretched out his hand while talking. With his right hand in the middle of the table, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I need a reason."

"We know." Lance nodded, "We just met a strange person in front of the jewelry store."

"Is he a suspect?" Lestrade couldn't wait to get his eyebrows together when he heard that, "Or something else?"

Lance explained, "Generally speaking, for their own safety, robbers want to transfer the stolen goods immediately after the robbery. Even if they don't do it, they plan to hide it and wait for the limelight to pass. appear again."

"So? Maybe the other party is just too nervous. I need to make sure it's safe." Lestrade picked up his coffee and took a sip. "There are no such examples."

"Because of the attitude." Lance blinked. "The attitude of the jewelry store owner is too different. He doesn't want the outside world to know about the jewelry theft or make it a big deal. He hopes to pass this period peacefully, even He must have paid a lot in order to get the forgiveness of the original owner of the stolen jewels and let the other party give up the jewels. The sneaky man who Rhett and I were just at the door of the jewelry store was not so much to pay attention to whether the police had evacuated the staff, but the people around the jewelry store. Is the traffic flow very large, it is better to simply conduct on-site investigation.”

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"Maybe it's the same group of people, or another group of people. The former group obviously had an accident. They didn't get what they really wanted."

Lestrade put down his glass, crossed his hands and closed his eyes, thinking.

Lance turned his head, "Do you like cakes with matcha flavor?"

"Chocolate, thank you." Lestrade answered immediately.

Lance: "...Excuse me, order."

Rhett: "Ahem."

Lestrade finally obeyed Lance's suggestion, squatting around the jewelry store with his subordinates for several nights, and did not let down his vigilance to let the plainclothes police wander around during the day, but there was no movement, which made Lestrade's Several subordinates complained.

Although Lestrade believed in the people recommended by his superiors, it was impossible to continue like this. Several days of night watch made everyone physically and mentally exhausted, so he had to cancel the plan.

However, on the second day after the plan was cancelled, news came out that the jewelry store had been stolen again.

This time, it was not the staff of the jewelry store who called the police, but the workers who took to the street to start cleaning at dawn.

I don't know what was lost this time, but this time the thieves were very rough. They didn't even enter the door of the jewelry store, and directly dug a big hole with a diameter of one and a half meters on the side of the house.

After Lance answered the phone, he and Rhett rushed to the scene together. The two of them accompanied Lestrade through such a big hole for a long time and couldn't calm down.

"I know it's definitely not the same group of people as last time." Lestrade broke the silence first, "This is a group of thugs!"

"What about surveillance?" Lance nodded his head in agreement. He had to say that he admired the person who came up with this idea, bypassing the flashy external protection and inserting it directly into the place like a sharp knife.

It even broke a hole!

Speaking of which, where did such a large piece of cement that was dug out go?

"After investigation, the monitoring of the street and the surrounding area was normal between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] last night, and there were no large vehicles or machines." Sally put on her white gloves as she walked, "I didn't find this area nearby either. Filling in, Anderson's team is halfway through."

"It's unlikely to leave fingerprints in this case." Lestrade sighed softly, "And I don't know if they will cooperate with the inspection this time."

Sally gritted her teeth subconsciously, "Mr. Gray from this store is rushing over."

"Get as many clues as possible before he refuses us." Lestrade ordered.

"Okay, boss." Sally nodded, and then she turned her gaze to Rhett, "I don't know what the two of you are thinking this time."

Reid bent down and observed the big hole carefully. The cut surface was smooth and regular, and it was a beautiful circle from a distance.

"Teams of four or five are above average in size," Reid said.

"These footprints from here can come out." Sally smiled. "We want to know the others."

"They are not our enemies, Dovanna." Lestrade turned sideways and warned, "Go and ask the residents who live nearby if anyone noticed what happened here last night."

Sally froze, pursed her lips and left.

Lance tilted his head and glanced at Rhett, seeing that he was still concentrating on the incision and didn't seem to listen to what he said just now, "Spencer, three hours is enough to do a lot of things."

Reid stood up straight, "This cutting method is very advanced, and it is not difficult to cut in from the smoothness of the incision. It is a machine with a circular incision." He made a pushing motion while speaking, "Push The bottom will do."

Lestrade frowned. If this is the case, what about the banks and other stores of Scotland Yard?

"Don't worry too much." Lance felt Lestrade's anxiety, "If there is such a tool, it should be very expensive, and it will only be used to steal vaults and banks."

"..." The sheriff's lips twitched twice, but he didn't answer.

"Officer Dovanna said that there is no problem with the monitoring, and there is no suspicious scene." Lance continued, "But such a large piece of padding will not disappear out of thin air, and neither will the machine, let alone the perpetrators, so there are basically two kinds of crimes." possible."

Lestrade nodded slightly to signal Lance to continue.

"One possibility is that they actually have another way to enter the interior." He reached out and knocked on the wall, "Take this piece from the interior, and then return from the same way that came in secretly, this piece of wall should be hidden by them Somewhere in the jewelry store. Another possibility is that, obviously, the monitors have been tampered with, and one of them is a master hacker."

Rhett agreed, "Yes, but taking this piece of wall no matter how it is taken is a provocation to the police, and it may also be a deterrent to the jewelry store. Since what they stole this time should be of great importance, it is very likely that this store A secret that the owner of the store wants to hide."

While talking, a police officer ran over from the alley and whispered something in Lestrade's ear. Lestrade raised his eyebrows but nodded, so the police officer left again.

Without waiting for Lance to ask questions, the policeman walked in again, but this time he was followed by two men.

"Hello." The man behind took a sudden step forward as he approached, "I'm Raymond Evans, and this is my employer, Sean Gray, who is also from this jewelry store. Boss, you have already met."

Lestrade held Evans' outstretched hand, nodded unhurriedly but also shook it, "Yes, we have met."

Lance turned his face to look at the man who was slightly behind.

"I'm Sean Gray, hello Sheriff." Gray's complexion was not very good, but he tried his best to maintain his smile in front of people and extended his hand accordingly.

Lestrade let go, and Evans' hand turned to shake hands with Gray, and they soon separated.

"Hello." Lestrade nodded, "I wonder if Mr. Gray can cooperate this time, because of the theft in this case."

"Yes, absolutely." Gray rubbed his hands inadvertently on the corner of his clothes, "If there is a need to solve the case as soon as possible, our store has lost a lot this time. I, a sapphire left by my grandmother was stolen, so I'll do my best to cooperate."

Lance raised his eyebrows and hooked the corners of his mouth, it seemed that there was a big secret.

"Who are these two?" Gray asked Lance and Rhett, "Are you the Sheriff's subordinate?"

"No." Lestrade turned around, "It's foreign aid, they can help us."

"Oh, that's right!" Gray seemed to be calmer, and his smile was natural.