Sherlock looked at Mycroft in shock, "You think I'm not professional enough?!"

It's not that Mycroft is ignorant of his ability, when did he let him down?To make him say such things, he asked himself to help him solve many government-related cases.

"Sherlock, you are indeed the most professional and good detective in solving cases." Mycroft, he also approved of his younger brother's ability, "But this matter has skipped the link of solving cases, what is needed now Only how to rescue your friend safely."

Eggsy noticed that Mycroft clearly called Watson his old friend just now, but now he calls Sherlock your friend instead of our friend. In addition to Sherlock's shocked reaction just now, he couldn't help being curious. This incident led to the bandit's inside story about the kidnapping of Watson.

Sherlock showed a more shocked expression and asked, "You mean you have found out who the murderer who kidnapped Watson is?!"

Mycroft's IQ and reasoning ability are both higher than Sherlock's, but he has neither interest nor energy in solving crimes. He is busy making the whole British government run smoothly.

Mycroft actually took the initiative to solve the case? !This fact simply refreshed Sherlock's perception of the world.

"We don't have much time. We must deploy a comprehensive plan to rescue Watson as soon as possible. Before their appointed time." Mycroft said, "If you want to intervene, I will not stop you, but you must Cooperate with my friends."

Sherlock looked again at the two professionals in front of him. Since Mycroft had said so, he would naturally not veto it. He also hoped that Watson could be rescued as soon as possible in the safest way.

"Who was the murderer?" Sherlock asked.

"An old friend of yours," said Mycroft. "Moland."

"Molan?!...Could it be because of Moriarty, he came to revenge on me?" Sherlock pondered.

"A game of revenge, as I said," Mycroft said to Harry and Eggsy, "and the man behind it has a bit of a personal feud with my brother Sherlock."

"It can be seen from the photos that there is a shooting club where Watson was kidnapped." Mycroft said, and then reported the address of the club.

Sherlock took out the photo and took a closer look. Why didn't he see that it was a shooting club?Moran's approach is professional, and there is nothing in the photograph that gives a clue to Watson's whereabouts.

Mycroft knew what Sherlock was suspicious of, and took his hand away, revealing the corner that Sherlock pressed in the photo, "I have scanned and analyzed this carpet with an instrument, and I have come to the conclusion that this fiber material is Suppliers, and all sales places. After investigation, a shooting club ordered this carpet last month. Similarly, the chair Watson is sitting on. After investigation, the only intersection between the two is this A shooting club."

Sherlock glanced at Mycroft and was frightened by his seriousness this time. Watson was kidnapped only last night, and it has only been more than ten hours now.Mycroft had dissected everything.

"This shooting club can only be entered through the introduction of personal friends, and you must be good at marksmanship to participate in it and move freely in the club." Mycroft said, "Because there are many unauthorized modified guns and prohibited equipment. .So they are very wary of new entrants." Mycroft said, "I know you can handle this, Harry."

Harry responded, "That's not a problem."

Sherlock says he's going too, but he'll make a subtle change of disguise.

The four of them discussed for a while.

Then they each said their goodbyes, and Harry, Eggsy and Sherlock agreed to meet again at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon and go to the shooting club together.

Before that, Harry will dredge the relationship and help the three of them get admission recommendation.

It was the appointed time for the next day.

Eggsy saw that Sherlock's disguise skills were really good. If he hadn't confessed his identity first, he would not have recognized that this was the person they met in the coffee shop yesterday.

Complete changes have been made in both face and body shape.

He is even taller than himself... Eggsy thinks it is necessary for him to ask Sherlock about this height-enhancing technique, so as not to be necessary.

The three drove to the shooting club in a car.

The car bypassed the road around the mountain and drove to the gate of the club.

The club is converted from a manor and its territory, and is of a large scale.

At the entrance of the club, there are already dedicated people waiting to greet and wait.

"Come with me, gentlemen," said the guide.

into the club.

You must first fill out your membership application.

Harry still uses the identity of Harry Hart. Although he is a duke, he has always kept a low profile on royal affairs, and he has also controlled the media's reports on him. Some disguise.

Therefore, ordinary people would not recognize him rashly unless they were very familiar with the royal family, such as government councilors.

And in shooting clubs it's mostly radicals who don't care.

Then the three of them followed the guide to the shooting range for the test, and took the shooting test.

Only after passing this level can you really enter the interior of the shooting club and search where Watson is locked up.

"Easy." Eggsy was the first to take the test, and passed the test neatly after a few clicks.

Harry's score is undoubtedly higher.

And when it was Sherlock's turn, Harry noticed a slight twinkle in his eyes.

Eggsy noticed that he was holding a gun but hadn't fired it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, I'm still very confident in my fighting skills, but I'm a little bit in marksmanship..." Sherlock said, "It's not my responsibility to usually shoot."

He can naturally hit objects, but when it comes to being able to pass the evaluation of "smart marksmanship", Sherlock thinks that he is not close to passing the score after budget analysis, but Watson is still waiting for him to save him. You must bring out your potential in marksmanship.

Since the leader stood far away, he couldn't hear the conversation between them.

Based on his experience over the years, Harry temporarily taught Sherlock a few tricks of hitting the target point, holding his hand and demonstrating it in terms of strength and angle.

Then he glanced at Eggsy.

Eggsy naturally understood what Harry meant, walked away a few steps, and turned sideways to an angle where people couldn't see the shape of his mouth.

Then he said to Merlin through his glasses: "Merlin, can you hack into the scoring system of this club?"

"No problem, there are 30 seconds left, all right." Merlin said quickly.

Eggsy looked back at Harry, and after receiving Eggsy's gaze, Harry said to Sherlock, "No problem, you will pass the evaluation and rescue your friend smoothly."

bang bang bang-

Scores that happen to pass the assessment are shown on the scorecard.

Sherlock secretly made a thankful gesture, great, there really is nothing I can't do as a genius detective!

Since Sherlock's deviation was not far away, the guide was also suspicious, and saw the scores of all three people passing the evaluation on the screen, and came over to congratulate the three people.

The three of them formally entered the shooting club with the leader and became members of the club.

The elder members of the two clubs saw the new members coming after a long absence, so they came to greet them.

"You are Harry Hart recommended by Mr. Wilson. You have known your name for a long time." The member said, "I heard that you are good at marksmanship, and even Wilson, who is highly respected, is willing to bow down. I really can't wait to come to discuss with you."

"Where, Mr. Wilson is being modest." Harry said politely.

Several people introduced each other and got to know each other.

"Eggsy? I didn't expect you to pass the evaluation here because you are so young and have such good marksmanship." Another member came. Xi's skill is full of curiosity, "Is it a disciple taught by Mr. Hart himself?"

"Harry is indeed not only good at marksmanship, but also a good teacher." Eggsy praised Harry.

There are various equipment venues for advanced marksmanship and competitions in the club.

When we arrived at the shooting site, other members came over to get to know the new members.

Harry found himself surrounded by the enthusiasm of the members and couldn't get away for a while, so he found an excuse to distract Eggsy and Sherlock and let them get away to search and rescue Watson.

Since the club was converted from a manor, there are many rooms for members to use for vacation and leisure.

So it was not easy to find every room seemingly naturally.

"Watson is your partner?" Eggsy asked.

"Yes, he is a former military doctor, and his marksmanship is very good." Sherlock said, "He would like this kind of place, but he definitely didn't come in this way."

Sherlock's reasoning ability saved them a lot of trouble in searching the room.

Eggsy couldn't help but praise that his eyes were stronger than his own glasses. Sherlock ruled out many rooms through the signs outside the room and the marks on the doorknob.

Otherwise, rushing in rashly will cause trouble for them.

Facing the remaining rooms, Sherlock had already recorded the information of the club members in his mind, and entered the memory palace. After some deliberation and reasoning, he locked his target on room 3A14.

Sherlock and Eggsy walked up to the third floor, and no other members passed by at this time.

They easily arrived at the door of room 3A14.

When Eggsy was about to take out the door-opening device, he found that Sherlock had already taken out a lead wire and opened the door easily, as if he was using a key to open the door.

Sherlock opened the door to a huge suite.

The two went in to search, but found that there was no one there.

"Could it be another room?" Eggsy asked.

"No, it's right here." Sherlock took out the photo of Watson's kidnapping. The two imperceptible black spots on the wall in the photo were exactly the two black spots on the wall he was facing. Points, position spacing are exactly the same.

"If Watson had been here, he might have left clues for me here." Sherlock said.

Eggsy followed what Sherlock said, and the two searched the corners of the room carefully.

Sure enough, in the gap at the bottom of the bathroom sink, Sherlock found a wad of paper towels that had been kneaded down to the size of a matchstick.

He quickly spread it out to have a look.

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