[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

Not only Lance, but Mycroft and Lestrade also received a distress letter written in Sherlock's handwriting. It is not so much a distress letter as it is a purely obvious trap.

It is a tricky thing for this generation of Holmes family to really want to lose everyone's attention and disappear into the sea of ​​people, because even if another Holmes wants to find it, it is very likely that they will return in vain.

Mycroft is another Sherlock Holmes now. He knows that his worrying brother is very worrying. After receiving a message from his brother's cohabitant last night, he also strengthened the vigilance on Baker Street, but he still let Xia Locke ran away.

This man was very skillful in running, and naturally and quickly shook off his small tails. From a big man standing more than 1.8 meters tall like a loach into the water, he got into the black mud and disappeared in a short while. When he received the news, he was sitting in his office with the information of a small leader in the riots in Eastern Europe.In less than 10 minutes, I received the so-called distress letter from Sherlock who passed through multiple inspections.

Lestrade was biting a sandwich and having breakfast at this time. Although the serial murder case was successfully solved and JING's reputation among the public has been improved, the carnival is only a temporary thing, and there will be more written reports to be submitted in the follow-up And at the end, it doesn't mean that once a case is understood, you can join in drinking coffee and eating muffins.The inspector bit his sandwich and lamented that today's bread was a bit burnt, and saw a young man who was captured break free from the absent-minded police officer and ran towards him.

God knows that Lestrade almost touched the gun. Of course, the boy didn't take two steps before he was thrown on his back by the police officer who reacted. His limbs slapped the ground a few times, and the boy gave up struggling and was picked up. He grabbed the collar behind him, and his expression was wan.

"Be honest!"

The boy turned his head, "In my pocket, someone asked me to hand him the note."

Lestrade really thought a lot at that moment, from the unsolved cases he handled in his early years to the heinous criminals he had caught over the years, he didn't think of anyone who needed to threaten him with a note, For a while, I didn't know how to deal with it, so I could only buckle the gun holster on with one hand, and continue stuffing sandwiches into my mouth mechanically with the other.

The little police officer who controlled the young man didn't care so much. After hearing the young man's words, he put his hand into the young man's pocket without hesitation. The young man rolled his eyes and said in a weak voice, "Another pocket."

The little policeman paused for a moment, then searched in another pocket, and found a tattered note, which made Cai look at Lestrade hesitantly while holding the note, as if remembering something.

Lestrade sighed, swallowed the last mouthful of the sandwich, rolled up the packaging bag, took the note and opened it.

Then take a deep breath.

"Why didn't you just say it directly?" Lestrade asked the young man, with some doubts in his tone. Of course he knew Sherlock's handwriting. This young man just told him that there was a ghost-like man with curly hair and pale skin. Give him a note, and he won't be thrown to the ground.

The young man froze for a moment, then turned his head, "I just want to see if it's true that when a person moves on TV, the other policemen immediately pull out their guns." He even got aggrieved, "I even pretended to come in. Steal my friend's phone."

"..." Can't you just walk in? The gates of the police are not only for criminals and being caught, they will also be responsible for ordinary people who come to ask for help!

After Lance contacted the inspector and Mycroft, he couldn't help showing a gloating smile at John's reply letter received on his mobile phone.

[? ?What note? 】fromJohn.

In short, I still feel sorry for the doctors first, and then I feel sorry for Sherlock who will definitely be taught by the doctors after the wave. It must be a good uppercut for him to beat Sherlock as a retired military doctor.

In addition, Lance is very concerned about the recent incidents of animal abuse mentioned by the young people he met in the morning. People who abuse animals have always existed. Even in this society, many people regard pets as an important part of the family. Members, there will be people who can't control the tyranny in their hearts.However, the sudden increase in the number of abused animals means that one or some people are about to collapse, and this kind of people will turn their attention to a bigger goal after being unsatisfied - their own kind.

So even though it's gossip, it's still safer to say hello to Lestrade, let the police check it out, and then sue the abuser, isn't everyone happy?

"What's wrong?" Reed couldn't help being curious when he saw Lance smiling like this.

Lance gave Redella a subtle smile, "John doesn't know about this." Then he shared the news with the other two smoothly.

Not surprisingly, I didn't get a reply from these two.

At this time, he and Rhett were on their way to the police station. Although they were both very professional, it was obvious that there was no way to find Sherlock with just the two of them.

Lance doesn't want to care about Sherlock in his heart. This is a person who will take the initiative to get involved in various dangers because he is bored, but he has a good grasp of the boundary between life and death. Even if he leaves it alone, after a period of time He will come out alive and kicking again, and then you will feel that your previous worries are like feeding the dog, and the dog just sniffed your worries, gave you a supercilious look, then turned his head and walked along an invisible path. How far the trail has run.

But since the two of them received the so-called distress letter, if they didn't do anything to express their position, they might be charged by the stingy younger brother.

When he walked into the police station, the scene was as busy as ever, but Reid went directly to Lestrade's office with ease, with his bag swaying diagonally with his steps, full of student spirit.

Lance first went to the rest area to pour himself a cup of coffee, and then walked towards Lestrade's office with the coffee in a disposable cup. Halfway through, he saw a teenager with one hand handcuffed to the railing beside the desk. The police officer on the opposite side was asking something mysteriously and seriously, and the boy was also answering something solemnly, but he obviously wasn't used to wearing a silver bracelet on one hand, and while he was dancing, he accidentally pulled his wrist and showed a painful expression.

……

Has the law and order in Scotland Yard gotten worse recently?

With such thoughts in mind, Lance entered the chief's office. Reid sat on the chair in front of the desk, and only raised his head slightly when he heard the sound of him coming in.

"This is also Mr. Holmes' handwriting." Rhett put a piece of crumpled paper that was also in the evidence bag back on the table, "but the paper is different."

Lance also wanted to know what had happened to the piece of paper delivered to Lestrade.

Lestrade rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a tired voice, "This morning a Kid... a boy sent it over, and it was like this when it was delivered to me. It has been confirmed by the appraisal department. It is written with a pen and paper. A few years ago."

He paused, "I thought Sherlock asked the boy to send it over, but the confession just now was 'a homeless man with a beard asked him if he would like to make some extra money', and the boy said he just wanted to buy it. A new pair of shoes, so..."

"The boy? The one outside?" Lance turned sideways and pointed at the boy who was being questioned in the hall.

"I've reached the age of 18, and I don't need a guardian to be present for the interrogation." Lestrade continued to sigh.

Rhett also turned around to take a look, then turned his head with some doubts, "Is he suspected?"

"The charge of detention is attempting to assault the police." Lestrade simply recounted his experience in the morning in detail. Lance was shocked when he heard it. He only thought that people from country A would have nothing to do. I also played like this.

After that, Lance took a closer look at the note sent to Lestrade, took a sip of coffee, and felt that he seemed to be in better spirits, "Anyway, I have already contacted Mr. Holmes. If Sherlock is really in danger, it must be He, we have no way to judge anything with these few notes, oh yes, just to be on the safe side, let the identification department check the notes sent to us."

Lestrade nodded, beckoning to the outside, and soon a police officer ran in quickly, and took away the evidence bag that Reid put on the table according to the commander's instructions.

"But you just told me that Dr. Watson didn't receive the note." Captain Jing's doubts were written all over his handsome face, "But we did."

Although you said 'we', the smile you couldn't hide revealed that the main point was you.

"Yeah." Lance sighed, matching the worry in the chief's eyes, "Maybe it's a dangerous thing and I don't want to involve John, but I thought John also received the note so I contacted him too. John seems to be worried about Sherlock too."

Lestrade raised an eyebrow.

Reid frowned, coughed lightly, and slowly leaned back a little, as if he wanted to stay away from the two of them.

Another police officer walked into the open office while he was talking. He walked in with two cardboard boxes in his arms. The boxes were not big, and they were both of the same size.

"It's passed the security check and it's not dangerous goods." The policeman said while putting the carton on the table, "But there are two packages, one is for the police chief, and the other is for Mr. Lance and DR. Rhett's."

Lance put the coffee on the table and frowned, "We are being followed."