Lestrade stood by the hospital bed, staring at the person lying on the bed.

No, he was the only one staring at him, and the person on the hospital bed was still awake.

Lestrade closed his eyes until his eyes began to dry out, took a deep breath, and asked the tall man beside him holding a black umbrella.

"Are you sure he's not your brother, Sherlock Holmes, you know that Sherlock's behavior is sometimes unpredictable to others..."

"I'm quite sure, and definitely, that Sherlock is now carrying out his own little plan in a small country in Eastern Europe." Mycroft took a deep breath, "To confirm this, I exposed two informants yesterday, both He took the initiative to approach and test Sherlock and was discovered by him. I also have a video here."

"And the comparison results came out. He has the same fingerprints and irises as Sherlock, but the DNA is not the same." McCoff added that he couldn't believe it when he got the report, which is why he decided to come to the UK to have a look.

"Then what's going on? Is it really a coincidence of nature? My god, this is a one in 60 billion probability. No, we have to count all human beings that have been born in history!" Lestrade couldn't Confidently speaking, he couldn't help taking a step forward, and reached out to touch the face of the person on the bed carefully, wanting to confirm that this person really didn't have any makeup or masks or prosthetic materials.

"No plastic surgery, no make-up, you really don't have a pair of twin brothers? How can people who have no blood relationship just look exactly the same, and they can be about the same age?!" Lestrade still thinks this is ridiculous.

"Based on my IQ since I was a child, if my mother is pregnant with twins, it is absolutely impossible to hide it from me. When Sherlock was born, I also saw him outside the delivery room for the first time." Mycroft still stood where he was. Moving, he said calmly, "In short, I only have one younger brother, Sherlock."

Mycroft paused, and then said, "Although the relationship between me and Sherlock is not very close, I think I know Sherlock well enough. I can see from the photos taken by him, and now I am standing Here, I can confirm that this person is not Sherlock, nor is it that Sherlock suddenly invented a time machine or learned the technique of clone." Mycroft shrugged and joked, "Although I can't understand how this is done , but it is indeed another person."

Lestrade was taken aback, "Then what else do we need to do now, go back to England?"

"Lestrade, later you go to hand over to the BAU here, and say that we have confirmed the identity of this person, that is, our famous British private detective Sherlock Holmes. As for why Sherlock appeared here, I have no idea. I have arranged for someone to design a complete set of rhetoric, the specific plan should be sent to your mailbox by my subordinates immediately, and you can check it with your mobile phone."

As soon as the words fell, Lestrade stared at the new mobile phone that Lestrade had just bought. Lestrade was taken aback for a few seconds before he realized it. He took out the mobile phone in his pants pocket and clicked on the screen to check.

It was really an email. Lestrade secretly lamented the efficiency of McCoff's subordinates. It must be that McCoff had already planned for Sherlock's "resurrection", and now he just changed it and brought it out in advance.

Lestrade glanced around, and said in surprise, "So Sherlock has been secretly clearing out Moriarty's organization all over the world after that incident?"

Mycroft nodded, "Go and talk to the BAU people, I'll go find my dear brother, I guess he's having a great time right now."

The two left the ward while talking, the man on the bed remained motionless, only the machine showed that he still had a steady breathing and heartbeat.

In the mirrored space that ordinary people cannot enter, William is guarding the bedside.

"What are these two people talking about? Sherlock, Lestrade, I always feel that I have heard the names of these two together before." William muttered.

"Teacher, uh, although you may not be able to hear what I said because you have temporarily fallen into a deep sleep due to the exhaustion of spells, I still want to leave a message for you." William tapped Stephen's forehead and said a formula, so that Stephen When I wake up and check myself, I can find this passage I left behind.

"I temporarily put the dagger in another world. The magic system there is completely different from ours, and there is a very powerful existence. It is hidden in the dagger, but I think I have found a way to destroy it. It won't take long for me to Will be back."

William probably said a few words about what the two said just now, and for safety's sake, he left a monitoring spell on Stephen before leaving.

One day later, in the evening, in an unremarkable small city in a certain country in Eastern Europe.In a semi-new convenience store on a street in the city center, the cashier is squatting on the ground to sort out the goods beside the counter.

The doorbell rang and a customer walked in.

The clerk who was busy arranging the goods ignored it, and usually the customers went in by themselves to pick things up and then came to check out later.

However, the small shop was very quiet, without the sound of footsteps.The customer stopped in front of the counter and stood still.

["What do you want, sir."] The clerk still didn't get up, but asked loudly in Russian.

【"I want a Kinder Surprise egg, sir, the ones on the counter are sold out."】The visitor replied fluently in Russian.

After hearing the voice of the customer, the clerk paused in his busy movements, then took out a large box from the pile of goods, unpacked it, took away the original empty box, and put it on the shelf next to the counter superior.

The person who came was holding an all-black umbrella in his hand.He was tall and slightly muscular, but the tailored high-end suits well concealed this.He picked a funny egg at random, paid for it, and when he took the change, he casually chatted with the cashier, ["It's late now, I'm waiting for someone, I don't know if there is any coffee shop nearby A place like that can let me stay."]

["Turn left when you go out, there is a restaurant on the corner of the street, and also a part-time bar, they don't close until early in the morning, you can sit there, sir."] Wearing a peaked cap, the tall and thin cashier ignored him , picked up a box next to his feet, and walked to the back of the shop to place the goods.

【Thanks. 】The customer thanked politely, held a long black umbrella in one hand, opened the door and walked out.

It was ten o'clock in the evening.The lights in the convenience store were turned off, and the tall, thin salesperson finished his day's work.He walked out of the store, locked the door, stood on the street, and looked at the street.

He saw the lighted restaurant on the corner and decided to eat something and relax with a glass of wine.

He quickly crossed the road, walked to the corner, opened the door and walked into the bar.

The man who bought the funny eggs before was sitting at the bar, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

The salesperson went over and sat down next to the man, and ordered a drink from the bartender.

The bartender turned to get the drink, he casually chatted to the man: 【You haven't waited for anyone yet?It's so late, I don't think you can wait for that person to come over. 】

The man in the suit sighed, took out his mobile phone and said, [I received bad news, he had an accident on the way here, and now he is in the hospital, I have already booked a ticket to rush there, the ticket is available today It's really hard to buy, the fastest one is also at 12:30, I can only kill time here. 】

While talking, he swipe the phone with his hand, and then called up a photo, and slightly tilted the phone to show the salesperson, 【It is said that I met a gangster who robbed me on the road, it is really vicious. 】

The salesperson also cooperated and leaned over to look at it. The photo showed a thin man lying unconscious on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

It was the photo of the "fake Sherlock" lying in the hospital.

【Ah, it's getting late.I'd better go to the airport now before I can't get a taxi later. ] Mycroft retracted the phone, and the salesperson moved his arm, wanting to take the phone, but held back abruptly.

The corners of Mycroft's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood suddenly brightened. He put the phone back in his pocket, and tidied up his suit a little.

[Good night, sir. ] Mycroft said goodbye politely, and left briskly.

The salesperson sat motionless at the bar, then drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, paid, and left quickly.

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I was busy with the exam some time ago, and now I decided to let myself relax

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