[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

What Lance said is not wrong. If it is really what John said, after opening that door, you will come to this door, which is what Lance guessed. There is no need to go through that door at all, you can go back the same way and look for loopholes on the way.

Lance squatted and looked at the area with the little circle for a while, then he asked, "I look like chicken feet."

John: "...I look like a dog, in the shape of a meat pad, although only half."

Lance was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and wiped the area vigorously, then nodded in satisfaction, "It really looks like a dog's paw."

Of course, it couldn't be chicken feet, and what Lance saw was half a plum blossom mark.

only……

"What should we do next?" John was a little surprised by Lance's approach, but he thought that this person's IQ should be much higher than his own, and the odds of following his opinion when encountering mysteries should be much higher.

"Go down and look for clues." Lance spoke lightly, and suddenly he felt careless, "If that's the case, I'm still at ease." If Reid's situation is similar, there is no doubt that they are in an embarrassing situation now Some.

Rhett, who was worried by Lance, looked at Sherlock who was using an iron rod to pry the wood under his feet. The tall man's curly hair should be twisted because of the force. The degree of contraction of the muscles in his back and arms can fully realize that he has used all the energy of feeding.

The floor was motionless.

"..." Rhett scratched his hair.

"..." Sherlock threw down the iron rod abruptly, and slowly tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, as if he wasn't the one who pried the floor just now.

Rhett: "I know it's a cellar down there."

"Obviously." Sherlock stretched out his hand and loosened the collar of his shirt. "I have to say, doctor, your current existence is useless except to consume precious oxygen."

Rhett blinked, and after being alone for 10 minutes, he still couldn't get familiar with Sherlock's way of speaking, "But the space we are in is not a closed space, following the laws of nature, no matter how much oxygen I inhale. It will not pose a threat to your life, Mr. Holmes."

"But you've been arguing!" Sherlock gave him a cold glance, "I've been hearing you say 'how's Noah' 'how's Noah now?'"

"Mr. Holmes, what I analyzed from my behavior is not the same as what I said." Reid was a little angry in his heart, "I am worried that Noah is not wrong."

"Ah..." Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice became softer, "Mine is deduction."

Rhett: "Yes."

"Very good." Sherlock raised his chin, "So what we should do now is to open this place." He pointed to the place just now, "Since we couldn't open it just now, then there must be What mechanism is there?"

So Rhett saw Mr. Detective, who had just rested for a while, started talking again.

"You can't stop here." Rhett said when Sherlock was busy. He was not good at communicating with other people. Even with the help of bau's friends, he was still very shy when dealing with outsiders. "I mean you Why don't you go out first?"

Sherlock stopped what he was doing, he just tore off a piece of wallpaper, "Indeed." He clapped his hands, "At first it was a disappearance case, which is very common, countless people go missing every year, but I heard When I got the news, I felt very familiar, a case that I was familiar with, so I remembered that it was reported a year or even two years ago that the missing case was related to this castle. After I got here, I Totally sure I'm right, of course, I'm always right. The locals say the same thing about it, normal people don't like houses where disappearances happen."

Rhett raised his chin when he heard his words.

Sherlock slowly brought up a smile, turned around and continued the action with his hands, "We have to find something useful here, oh, after we entered the house, I noticed that although the small decorations in the house are exquisite, they are not very beautiful. The method is not the same person's aesthetics, of course, everyone knows that such a clean place was cleaned not long ago, the floral tablecloth and dark green curtains, as well as the colors of the oil paintings and candlesticks hanging on the wall , I also smelled a strange smell, cigarettes, men's and women's, I guess there are at least four to six people waiting here, so I took John's cell phone and sent a text message to Noah."

"As I thought, we were knocked out, and some of our things would be taken away, both John's and my mobile phones, they must have checked, and found that text messages are not very difficult, a person in a critical situation A text message sent at a critical moment, of course to a very trustworthy person, and I was alone when I woke up, they didn't put me and John together, most likely they waited for everyone to complete before starting trick, so I'm safe for a short time or until you come."

"It turns out." Sherlock smiled, "My guess is correct, the person who knocked me out had an affair with the only lady here, but it seems that the lady and their leader are a couple .”

Rhett: "..."

"They should always pay attention to our dynamics." Sherlock continued, "After you appeared, our numbers were suppressed. If you want to completely suppress the four of us, the best way is to spread out, but not too much. Scattered, John and I obviously have a tacit cooperation, so they will send one of Lance and you." He looked a little disappointed, "I was looking forward to Lance."

Rhett's lips moved, "If Lance is here, it won't be a problem to smash this board directly."

Sherlock looked back at him in surprise, "Really?"

Rhett's eyes flashed, "Yes, Noah said, Dr. Watson is a soldier."

Sherlock glanced at the direction of the top of his head, and then continued to touch the wall, but tore off a piece of wallpaper after a while, and some limestone was still stuck to the wallpaper, small particles would fall down when his hands shook, but the things hidden inside were also It was exposed, it was a palm-sized ring, and the stones close to the wall had sunk in a little bit, and there was less lime outside than other places, and the wallpaper was pasted, making it hard to see with the naked eye.

Rhett lowered his head and kicked the iron rod thrown aside by Sherlock, after thinking about it, he bent down and picked it up.

Sherlock heard the movement and looked back to see Rhett's movement, so he didn't say anything, just picked up the ring in his hand and pulled it lightly, and then saw an iron chain running along the small hole in the middle of the stone in the wall Emerging from the inside, Sherlock raised his eyebrows, slightly increased the strength, and more and more parts of the iron chain were exposed with his movements.

Reid stared at the floor and felt that his feet were shaking slightly. After Sherlock had pulled out a very considerable length of the iron chain, he knocked on the floor with the iron rod just now where he was fighting with Sherlock.

"buckle"

Rhett tapped other places carefully, and then came up with an approximate range. Before Sherlock could speak, he directly took over Sherlock's work, and smashed hard on that place, and the iron rod sank into it all at once. More than ten centimeters, which is much better than not poking in at all just now.

Sherlock's hand loosened, the iron chain retracted, and the floor under his feet moved slightly, Rhett looked up at him.

Shrugging, Sherlock pulled the chain back to its previous length.

Reid has lived for more than 20 years and never imagined that one day he would use an iron rod to pry the floor, and he also realized that even if the formula in his mind gave him the strength to pry it open easily, his body could not give a satisfactory answer. .

Dr. Spencer Reid sighed in his heart, but still gritted his teeth and increased his strength.

Sherlock's hands were sore when he pried out a hole that could be passed through.

"Oh." Sherlock said shortly, "Give it to me."

Rhett handed the iron rod to Sherlock, Sherlock took the iron rod and inserted it into the middle of the ring in his hand, and spun it around a few times quickly, but because the strength of his arm could not keep up with the release of the iron rod The stick was loose and even the iron chain quickly retracted into the wall. Rhett lowered his head, just in time to see that the hole he pried out just now was suddenly blocked by the square stones that came out from under the floor.

The floor also shook suddenly because of the big movement.

Sherlock: "Hey, the dust is really big."

Rhett: "...um."

Lance felt that the passage was a bit dark, and the candles on the wall were getting shorter and shorter. After thinking about it, he decided to take a candle.

"You can take a few more, and we can use them to keep warm after the candles burn out." Lance felt that he was very similar to the protagonist in the little match girl, at least he had the same idea, and accepted John's proposal. cast aside.

"Now is not the time to think about this at all! Noah, can you be more serious?!"

However, despite his resentment, John, the good man, followed Lance's wishes and helped Lance get two candles, and the aisle they were in suddenly became much darker.

"I feel more at ease." Lance smacked his mouth.

At this moment, the whole space shook violently, and Lance felt it immediately by leaning against the wall.

His body froze almost immediately, and then he jumped up quickly and pulled John to run wildly. John was dragged and ran a little chaotically, "Noah, slow down! What did you find?!"

"Earthquake! Oh my God! I haven't experienced an earthquake yet! I think I'm a little mentally disturbed and very excited!" Lance continued to run without stopping while telling his psychological dynamics, "I still know What I'm doing now is no different from Doubi, but I still can't control my adrenal glands!"

John couldn't hold Lance back. As Lance said, he was in an absolutely, even weirdly excited state, and he couldn't hold back at all.

And the place Lance led him to was exactly where they had just walked all the way, where there was a door.

"My God!" John gasped, he noticed that Lance's destination was numb all over his scalp, even though Lance whispered that he might have hallucinations when he came to the door last time, but this doesn't mean Relieve that he saw that big drooling dog that might have been a hallucination! "Noah! You must stop!"

Lance was still running, and soon John saw the door, watched helplessly as his friend opened the door vigorously, then dropped his hand and jumped at the big dog that was chained there!

The author has something to say: Lance was frightened, and because of the medicine, he would...

Still disconnected at [-] o'clock, not happy...

Forget it, see you tomorrow, okay?