[Shenxia] cruel game

John opened the newspaper, and the headlines were horrifying: Body parts found on the banks of the Thames, near the cathedral.The report said that the identity of the deceased had been identified and he was a gym trainer.At present, all the body parts have been found, and the poor coach was cut into eight pieces and scattered on the east bank of the Thames River, not far from Westminster Abbey.

The picture accompanying the news shows Lestrade's serious face standing by the river.

He glanced at the bacon on the dinner plate with an ugly face, and put down the fork in his hand.

"What's the matter with you, dear?" Mary asked.

"Oh, nothing." John closed the newspaper and put it aside.Mary is still pregnant, and she should try to keep these things out of her sight as much as possible.When he got up and hurriedly put on his coat, he could already guess how excited Sherlock was now.

***

The Thames River flows through downtown London day and night, taking away the days and nights here, and some intriguing things often happen along the river.

Sherlock carefully inspected the riverside where the body parts had been found, and looked at the dead man (cut into eight pieces).

"Anything?" asked Lestrade.

"I need to be sure." Sherlock took a deep breath of the morning air that smelled of the river, and said, "The head, two arms, and two legs were sawed into three pieces, and the torso was sawn into two pieces... …The hair was covered with dust again. The clothes were stained with sawdust, paper scraps, and paint, which had not been washed away by the water. Also, it was not a knife, but a saw, a hand saw, that dismembered his body.” He said He murmured, and took a closer look at the meat that had been sawed open and swollen by the river water, as well as the white bone stubble, with an unfathomable expression on his face, "It seems that a lot of saw blades have been replaced."

"One tenth of the world's people are left-handed. It is not ruled out that they will meet each other, and then, with a bang, it explodes and breaks into many pieces..." Sherlock muttered to himself, with an unfathomable expression on his face. smile.He backed away from the body, standing shoulder to shoulder with John, who was waiting to take notes.

"You know what, John," said Sherlock, "Moriarty likes to make explosions, not dismember corpses. He'd rather let the media spread the horrors he brings than chop people up in the Chamber of Secrets." .”

"He didn't do this body dismemberment case." John understood clearly, "It's the third player."

"The deceased, Hanes, was 32 years old, a gym coach, and a master fighter. His health card was placed next to the corpse, for fear that people would not know who he was..." Sherlock lowered his head and read the information on the deceased in his hand, "Like A bodyguard or something, not critical, but it would be irritating to jump ship. Corpse dismemberment is a provocation, a provocation to Moriarty."

"Jumping?"

"Oh, obviously, this man is now working for Moriarty, so his former employer got angry, dismembered his body and threw him on the banks of the Thames, which was also a warning to Moriarty by the way."

"Who can cause more panic if two demon kings start a match? God!" John shook his head.

"Our opponent is Moriarty, John," said Sherlock. "The enemy of an enemy is a friend. I thought it necessary to meet this new friend for a while."

"A friend who likes to shred other people's corpses?"

"At least for now, we won't be torn to pieces."

Sherlock took out the phone from his pocket, shook it in front of John, and a new text message appeared on the screen:

New toys will surprise you.In the virtue of information sharing, I can tell you that his name is Gabriel! -JM

"Moriarty wouldn't be so kind."

"Of course. He just thinks it's for fun. Or, he's also testing my attitude." Sherlock put away his phone, "Knowing his name is Gabriel, it's better than using a code name like 'The Third Player'. "

"The so-called third person who participated in the game was originally named Gabriel?" John let out a long breath towards the sky. "It seems that using the name of an angel is not popular anymore. Well, what are we going to do next?"

"Let Aido play the role of her pawn." Sherlock said, "If there is no accident, we will be able to see Gabriel tonight."

***

At eight o'clock in the evening, dinner has just finished.Although Aido, who lives at 250 Baker Street, was very surprised by Sherlock and John's revisit, she still warmly invited them into the house.

"Mr. Smith came back two days ago, and he changed the door to a new lock, so that I can easily open the door with a key, and I don't have to break in again." Aido brought tea to the two and said with a smile , "It's great to see you two again. I searched Mr. Watson's blog, and the content is very exciting."

She glanced at John, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, shining like jewels, her eyes were full of approval and admiration, which was very rewarding to see.Sherlock's pupils suddenly narrowed, he sat up straight, leaned forward, and stared at Aiduo.John curled his lips. He didn't know what happened to Sherlock's sudden nerve, so he coughed and continued to follow the plan of the two of them.

"So, Aido, you should know that Sherlock is a detective."

"Yeah." Aiduo nodded with a smile. She held the teacup in her hand to warm it up, and sat on the chair opposite the two of them.

"Sometimes he will make some unbelievable suggestions, but they are undoubtedly correct, for your sake, and even farsighted."

"I agree."

"You are in danger now." John deliberately lowered his voice and said solemnly.

The smile on Aido's face disappeared.She looked at the two sitting on the sofa, showing a look of bewilderment, as if she was a middle school student listening to the teacher's sentence "You failed this subject".

"I don't understand..." Aiduo's tone was a little panicked.

"Your friend was shot dead in front of you, obviously coming at you. You are afraid, but you have to hide this emotion. You know who the murderer is. He can kill everyone around you one by one, and even threaten To your parents who are far away in China. You are afraid that something will happen to them, and you are even more afraid that they will know what you are doing now. So you refuse to live in the dormitory arranged by the school, because your actions may be noticed by your friends at any time, "Xia Locke put down the teacup and said in one breath, "You have no way to resist, your strength is not enough, so you want to escape; but you can't just walk away regardless. You have never rejected any man who wants to date you , including the dope guy at school and the old ugly professor. Because you've made a rough plan: you're going to marry an Englishman and immigrate the whole family here, under the protection of the British government. It shows his power It hasn't spread to the UK yet."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, staring at the cupboard behind Aiduo: "By the way, the man who lives in Plymouth, his carved puppets are very good, although I don't know how to appreciate such works of art."

Aiduo's eyes flickered for a moment, then dimmed.She turned her head and looked at the puppets on the cabinet: "I've heard that your deductive reasoning method is very wonderful, and I didn't expect it to be used on me..."

"Gabriel!" Sherlock called out the name loudly, and Aido was startled, her hands shook, and a whole cup of tea was spilled on herself.She looked at the two of them in panic, her face turning gray.

"I...I didn't..." Aiduo shook her head, not even caring that the tea dripped down from her skirt.Her tone was terrified, but her eyes were calm, and even her pupils did not change in the slightest.

"Let me meet him," Sherlock said quietly. "I want to help you."

Aiduo shook her head: "When he doesn't want to see you, you can't see him no matter what. Can I call you Sherlock?"

Sherlock made a "please" gesture.

"Sherlock, this is my personal advice. Gabriel is a very scary person, like a demon. So scary... I dare not resist in front of him, or even say a word 'no', for fear of the next In seconds, my arms, my eyes, or anything is not on my body. His power is mainly distributed in the east, from Japan, Taiwan, mainland China, and the westernmost to Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia in Eastern Europe. He is also in Europe Some people were arranged, but most of these people turned to work for Moriarty some time ago. Gabriel wants to clean up these people and demonstrate to Moriarty at the same time... This matter has nothing to do with you, Sherlock."

"It's not related to me." Sherlock smiled, "I made Moriarty possible, and of course I have to meet some opponents who challenged him."

"If he wants to see you, he will come to you," said Aido. "He exposed me to danger and could be killed by Moriarty's men at any time. So, as you can see , My words have no weight to him."

Aiduo lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.At this moment, a man's rude voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Oh, damn it! Janet hasn't come back yet!"

"That's Mr. Smith, the landlord," said Ido. "He doesn't come back very often at night."

"Let's say goodbye." Sherlock pulled John up from the sofa, "We live in 221B, Aido, if you need help, you can go there anytime."

"It's not us, it's him," John pointed out.

"It's about the same."

When Aido sent them downstairs, Mr. Smith just happened to be stomping about to go out.He looked young, not more than thirty years old, with unkempt hair, a hat turned upside down, a mumble of alcohol, and several obvious stains on his overcoat.

"Good evening... Dolly, no, Ellie, no, sorry?" Mr. Smith scratched his hair.

"Aido."

"Oh, oh, yes, it's Eddie. Good evening. Did you bring the man home again? Or two?" Smith muttered, looking up and down Sherlock and John.

"They are neighbors." Aiduo sighed softly, and it seems that she has nothing to do with this alcoholic landlord.Mr. Smith didn't seem to hear what Aiduo said, so he staggered out, and said incoherently as he walked, "Remember to lock the door when you go out, don't play too crazy, and let them not fight with others, so as not to make a fuss." I released you on bail from the police station."