[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

"How is it possible!" Lestrade took two steps back, he could hardly stand still, he could only find a place to sit down, and looked at him in shock, "This is impossible, what about Mitchell Bartley All the evidence is complete, so we made the arrest. All the clues, inferences, and results point to him——Mitchell Bartley, we also know his method of escaping the golden cicada, and the report he wrote is impeccable. All we're missing is one plea from him."

"That's why I call him the biggest unjust case in history." Sherlock sighed, his expression was completely different from the excitement of encountering big cases in the past, "Before this, I have been investigating alone for three full months. , even if I think about and understand all the links, I can't commit a crime for him. They have been conspiring for a long time, just to charge Mitchell Bartley as a serial murderer and send him to the gallows. We only have In a month's time, if he cannot find definite evidence to prove that he is not the murderer, he must..."

Eric's hand was tightly holding the cane in his hand. No wonder, he suddenly gave this thing to himself, was it to give him a thought, a sustenance?There are no people left, so what do you need this thing for!But he was still reluctant to throw it out, it was covered with Mitchell's unique breath, as if holding it, Mitchell would always stay by his side and never went far.He collected himself, and said, "He hasn't looked normal since a month ago."

"Actually, I started to investigate related incidents three months ago, but I have nothing else to gain. I can know who the murderer is, even if I can't find him. Then, in a A month ago, decisive evidence appeared, a ring, what a wonderful physical evidence, what a wonderful encounter, he became a murderer through and through. I had to write to him and let him have some preparations in his heart. "

Watson was still a little puzzled, "Why, Sherlock, you are unparalleled, how could it be possible that even you can't find a way to prove that he is not the murderer?"

"There is only one flaw in it, and there is only one possible method, which can allow me to find new ideas, new evidence, and let him break away again. In this way, we can use a little trick to prove that he is Mitchell. Scott, not Mitchell Bartley. Mr. Clark, you can prove that he can make some small changes to his appearance." Sherlock looked at Clark, who stood faithfully behind Eric, Just like he did before.

Eric asked solemnly: "Is there really no other way, Mr. Holmes? I understand that it is impossible for him to have an alibi. At the time that coincides with the days when those cases happened, he was not by my side." , I went to other places to deal with some small troublesome matters, and sometimes even Clark didn't bring it with me. I know it must be extremely confidential, and it is impossible for him to state it in court. "

Clark said very firmly: "A traitor has appeared among us, but I don't know who he is. It is not difficult to know that the master has not been with Mr. Eric for a while. This is my negligence. The people around me are too reassuring, I thought they belonged to the master..."

"The only guess left now is that all of this is led by Mitchell. He knows very well in his heart that someone wants to design him and put him in a place of eternal doom. Those people want to go, all his news is disclosed by himself. However, no matter what it is, we have nowhere to go except to sit here."

Lestrade finally figured out what happened, he didn't have any good feelings for Mitchell, and he was still puzzled: "Why, you can be so sure that Mitchell Bartley didn't do all these things? , why are you so sure that he is a good person, not a poor, vicious, extremely, evil bastard!"

Clark took out a stack of newspapers, pointed to the cases on it, and said: "These cases all happened in England, but when this case happened, my master and I were in Scandinavia all the time. Is it possible to rush to such a distant place from London? And this girl was strangled to death. Although he did a perfect job, the guidance was the same as the master's, but during that time, he was wearing a ring, It’s the one you saw at the scene of the crime before, the owner’s ring was lost after the girl’s case, in Paris. In these cases, I’m very sure that the owner is absolutely impossible to be in England.”

"Then what about these? We found a total of 6 corpses under his laboratory, and each of them died in a very miserable state. Does this have nothing to do with him?" Lestrade said from a file. He took out a stack of photos and threw them on the table. Everyone was so miserable that Watson couldn't help but turn around. This can be said to be torture. Killing.

Sherlock looked at the photo calmly, and said without surprise: "What's the matter? This is Mitchell's job. He is a doctor. Doctors need to do a lot of experiments on corpses. Can't you see most of them? Are all the dead bodies posthumous? There is no need for Mitchell Bartley to kill people for a few dead bodies. He has always had a stable source of dead bodies, and many condemned prisoners have voluntarily signed contracts with him. In this matter, he will never break the law."

"Why do you insist on believing him?" Lestrade still didn't understand, his heart was full of hatred for the murderer, and that's what a righteous policeman looks like.

Eric tapped his cane and said unhurriedly: "Even if you are a good policeman, you can't deny that you have prejudices, great prejudices, when it comes to treating my lover. From the beginning, you think there is absolutely no way Mitchell is innocent, so why are we continuing to investigate?"

There was inevitably a tinge of anger in Eric's tone, and his eyes slowly swept across the people with different expressions in the room, "Don't look at me with that expression, don't you understand the specific relationship between us, Holmes?" Sir.I am so angry now my love that he would rather be in deep danger than tell me what the hell happened! And you, his friends, waste saving him by arguing with a cop who doesn't trust him at all My precious time, I will never allow it, my lover will go to the gallows, this is an insult, a blasphemy against justice. Inspector Lestrade, I don't care, what do you think of my lover in your heart How do you think about it, but I am here to tell you solemnly that if Mitchell suffers any harm, I will never let it go, and everyone in Scotland Yard must pay the price for it!"

Eric stood up angrily, and he desperately suppressed his anger, "Let's go, Clark, I know you can do it, tonight, I will see Mitchell sitting in our house, you now Just do it."

Clark didn't move, he said sadly: "No, master Eric, I'm sorry, I can't do this, the last order left by Mr. is that we must not violate the laws of the world, I can't make him out, that would be Let's go completely into the sun, and this is the most deadly point. We have no other way, unless Mr. Holmes can find sufficient evidence that the upper-level people have blocked all my sources. This time, they really want to Let's do it."

"Okay." Lestrade slapped the table and stood up suddenly. He quickly took off his coat and said seriously: "I can believe what you say for a while, but I heard, they said This time the trial will go through special procedures, at most one month, and you only have so much time. I can tell you what is going on inside the police, and I will try my best to let you enter the place where he is detained, so that you can meet him. I can only do so much."

Clark bowed deeply, and said word by word: "Thank you, thank you very much, we will remember your actions, Inspector." He walked forward gently, and put a hard. In his palm, "Inspector, please accept, this is our thank you gift, please rest assured, it will never cause you any trouble."

It was a weird silver ring, it didn't look worth much, Lestrade thought for a while, but still didn't say anything, and accepted it.As soon as he left the house, Eric couldn't hold it anymore. He sat down on the chair slumped, "Is he really in danger this time? Why can't he avoid it earlier this time?"

"I think it's because he knew he couldn't avoid it that he just sent himself to prison. He knows that the only safe place is in prison now, and Scotland Yard is now the last place he can sleep peacefully. More than one group of people wanted his life. When I was traveling with him, we encountered many, many people who wanted to kill him. They all wanted to draw a wound on Mitchell, but they didn't Dare to hurt him." Sherlock looked out the window, tonight's night was also very dark, and there was hardly a trace of light.

"If you really want to know something, you can only ask when you see Mitchell with your own eyes. What exactly does he want to do? Does he want to put himself on the death row?" Watson asked himself In this matter, it is completely unclear what the facts are and what will be the fate of Mitchell Bartley.