[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Sherlock chased the black figure all the way to the school gate, but the man suddenly disappeared.A nearby point was marked on the map in his mind, and he quickly ran towards his destination.Standing on the side of the street, I saw a tall and thin man, as usual, washing the car with a high-pressure water gun.On the TV in the corner, the car race of the previous few days was being played.

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard the man say something to the fat man next to him: "I think this number eight is not bad."

Number eight... A fragmentary picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Sherlock hurriedly turned around and ran towards the school.

Naturally, he didn't know, after he ran away, the man turned his head slowly, with a hint of coldness hanging from the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity that the car overturned."

Ten minutes later, Sherlock finally ran to the playground. The lights were still on, but there was no one there.

The images of those girls running just now seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and his brows were suddenly frowned.

No, not simple exercise.

Those people clearly had streamlined and well-developed limbs, but they tried their best to pretend that their limbs were uncoordinated.Moreover, they all lowered their heads, as if they were being inspected.

Just now, he only thought about arresting people, thinking that it would be safer for Chen Shuyao to stand in the crowd.Unexpectedly, it pushed her into the abyss instead. ——There are seven girls running, if there is a number, then Chen Shuyao is number eight.

As for the No. [-] car, due to a flat tire in the race last week, it overturned and was eliminated... Tom said that he was optimistic about No. [-], which meant that he selected Chen Shuyao, and that he was overturned.

An unusual irritability struck instantly, Sherlock grabbed the iron net that Chen Shuyao had just gripped tightly, and suddenly kicked onto the iron net.

"Hey, Sherlock, where are the Shuyao people?" Watson ran over a few steps, but saw that Sherlock's expression was a little numb.

"Oh my God, what the hell did you do?" Watson pointed at Sherlock, "Don't tell me, you brought her to solve the case just to use her as bait! Sherlock, you..."

"I didn't!" Sherlock turned to look at Watson. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Sherlock suddenly looked up and looked behind Watson, "There is a drone."

Watson couldn't help frowning: "What did you say?"

"John, let's split up now. You follow it, and I'll look for clues at the scene. If you have any clues, keep in touch at any time." Seeing the drone turn to fly towards the end of the building, Sherlock pushed Watson, pointing Looking at the drone in mid-air, "Go quickly and follow the red dot."

After that, Sherlock turned and ran towards the playground.When he passed the door, he caught a glimpse of half-footprints left at the root of the tree, which were very deep and varied in depth.He measured it with his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It belonged to Chen Shuyao, so she was still conscious when she was taken away.

As soon as his feet stepped into the door, he vaguely smelled a familiar smell.He immediately got down on the ground, moved the tip of his nose, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Dior Wilderness Man and a very light fishy smell mixed with it. He also smelled this smell on the deceased, but it was much weaker than this time.

Following the smell, further forward, is the smell of sweat.Sherlock stood still on one side of the runway, as if he saw a group of girls wrestling in front of him, and the familiar figure struggled to stand up several times, and then was pushed down again.

When she was completely pressed to the ground and her hands were bound, Chen Shuyao looked in his direction with complicated eyes, her lips moved, but there was no sound.

Sherlock stared at the open space for a long while, frowned, and said softly, "Help me."

The murderer didn't expect to suddenly select other candidates who couldn't be controlled in advance, so he didn't bring the Ecstasy|drug.Otherwise, there would be no scuffle, let alone Chen Shuyao struggling after being dragged out of the playground.

He looked up at the monitor beside him, suddenly his eyes lit up, and ran towards the door...

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Two pieces of cloth bound the eyes and mouth, and there was darkness in front of him.Chen Shuyao's hands were tied behind her back, her body was tied tightly to the back of the chair, and her feet were tied to the legs of the stool.

This way of binding made her feel very insecure.

She wanted to call for help, but all she could say was, "Oh!"

The sound echoed in the room, but there was only this sound, and the sound of the stool legs rubbing against the floor as she struggled.She twisted her arm vigorously, and her wrist was stinging, but she still couldn't feel any loosening of the rope.

I don't know how long it took, but she was a little exhausted.The whole person felt discouraged and relaxed.

Suddenly came the male voice from behind: "Stop barking?"

Chen Shuyao shivered suddenly.

Had he been standing behind her, silently watching her struggle?It's scary to think about it.

He heard footsteps approaching, and then his shoulders sank, and the hands that fell on his shoulders were terribly cold.The man's slightly hoarse voice came to his ears: "The Qs plan has been implemented for so long, and you are the first person K has taken a fancy to."

In an instant, half of Chen Shuyao's body was almost numb from the cold.

What did you say?Can you return my translation treasure first?That shit is falling apart, what use do you want it for!

However, the reality is that all she wants to say can only be one word on her lips - oh!

She turned her head the other way as much as she could, trying to stay away from the pervert.

"You seem to be against me." The man's hand slid across her neck, suddenly clenched her chin, and turned her whole face back, and suddenly the cloth on her mouth was torn off.Feeling the breath getting closer, she wanted to struggle, but she lacked strength.

In desperation, she remembered an ancient method.

"Pooh!"

The man's voice was even colder: "You spit on me?"

Chen Shuyao shrank her neck, but still said stubbornly: "If you have the guts, let me go, what kind of man is tied? You know how to bully women, and if you have the skills, you can find a man to challenge!" (Chinese)

"Chinese?"

Suddenly another man's voice came from inside the house.

"You'd better not touch her."

She understands this sentence, is there a good person here?Wait, what is the best? !

"But there is no agreement. The person I find must be given to K. It is still in my hands, and it is mine." The man held her chin with a little more force.

Chen Shuyao was half dead with anger: "Hiss! Hey, you are unreasonable! I didn't say what I said, if you want to pinch him, pinch him!" (Chinese)

"It's true to say that, but no one has dared to move the person K is looking at." The man sitting in front of the first row of tables raised his eyes from his watch to look at Chen Shuyao, with a smile of interest on the corner of his mouth. .

"You actually found a Chinese?"

Is this the person K saw from a distance and fell in love with at a glance?Did K change his appetite?

"She is not Chinese."

The black cloth in front of her eyes was suddenly removed, Chen Shuyao squinted her eyes, and after a long time getting used to it, she managed to open her eyes.Looking up, he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of him. At that time, the latter's expression could be described as shocked.

The man narrowed his eyes and frowned, "Sonny?"

Chen Shuyao was stunned for a moment, then said in English: "You are calling me?"

"You're not dead?" The man supported the stage, stepped up and walked in front of her, his voice trembling, "That's great."

"You know me?" Chen Shuyao looked at him suspiciously.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up: "Of course, I was the one..."

Speaking of this, the smile on the man's face faded a little, and the corner of his mouth actually showed helplessness: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, untie her quickly."

Only then did Chen Shuyao glance at the person standing beside him. He was a middle-aged man with a beard and a medium build—the little supermarket owner: Ethan.

And the latter was obviously very reluctant: "There has never been such a rule in my place."

"Open your dog eyes wide, this is me!" The young man pointed at Chen Shuyao.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and finally untied her reluctantly.

Chen Shuyao rubbed her sore wrist and looked at the man in front of her: "So can we go?"

"of course."

"You wait for me." Chen Shuyao walked up to the middle-aged man, smiled, and suddenly kicked his calf heavily, "Give it back to you."

Then, he followed the young man and walked towards the door side by side.As soon as he walked to the door, he could vaguely hear the sound of police cars coming from far and near.

The man obviously raised his vigilance and grabbed her wrist: "Sonny, come with me."

Chen Shuyao turned to look at the door, far away, she saw a tall, thin and familiar figure running towards this side, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and she pushed the man's hand away.

"I am not the Sonny you are looking for, and I will never stand with you."

The man was obviously taken aback: "I understand that you don't want to go back, but going back to us is different from going back home. K and I will protect you well, and what happened before will never happen again!"

Chen Shuyao whispered to herself: "If you can really protect me, I won't die." (Chinese)

"What did you say? I'm sorry I don't understand Chinese." The man frowned.

"I said, you'd better leave now, or you might not be able to leave." Chen Shuyao glanced at the door, and at that time, Sherlock's figure was already very close.

The man also glanced, and took a few steps back: "I will come back to you again."

Chen Shuyao tilted her head to look at the back of the man running away, and felt a strange feeling in her heart, like a little pain mixed with joy, she silently clutched her chest.

She couldn't remember who he was, but she thought, for Sonny, it was love.So, for Sonny, she let him go, just for once.

Sherlock ran over and saw the scrape on her wrist at a glance.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine..."

Before she finished speaking, her feet lightened, and when she realized it again, she was already being hugged in his arms.She hugged his neck subconsciously, but her thoughts were in a mess because of being flattered.

"Aren't you going...?" Chen Shuyao returned to a half-mute state again because she didn't have a translation treasure. She pointed to the large conference room behind her, "He should be in here."

"I'll take you back first, Lestrade will take care of everything." Sherlock glanced at the scarf around his neck, "Take it off for me."

"Oh." Chen Shuyao took off the scarf with trembling hands.

"Cover your head."

"..."

The next day... the same group of photos were published in major news papers - Sherlock was holding a mysterious woman with a scarf around her head.

"Detective Sherlock Holmes walked out of Huilang Women's College with a mysterious woman in his arms at eleven o'clock last night. Is this another use, or is this legendary figure really moved? Please continue to pay attention to the report of this station... "

After the female reporter finished speaking, she turned and looked at the house number in front of her - 221B.

At that time, it was on the second floor of 221 Baker Street.Watson hooked the curtain with his index finger, and was almost blinded by a row of flashing lights that greeted him instantly.

With his back to the window, Watson blinked uncomfortably: "Sherlock, you pay my medical bills."

Sherlock just raised his eyes to say something when he heard a scream from the bedroom.He hurriedly got up, ran over, opened the door, and saw Chen Shuyao turned to look at him in a daze, holding a newspaper with photos of the two of them in his hand.

The author has something to say: That’s right, the aunt’s headscarf is the sense of sight [laugh and cry]