[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Ten minutes later, the first squad of the Metropolitan Police had surrounded the convenience store.

24 hours convenience store.

The street was sparsely populated, and Lestrade rushed to the convenience store from the warm bed wrapped in a coat, and Sherlock had already walked around there.

Although he did not hesitate to save Connie, but in such a cold day, his honeymoon is not over yet... No, it should be said that he was ruined by a hot kidnapper before it officially started.

"How? Is there any clue?" Looking at the face reflected in the freezer, although tired, there is still a bit of radiant newlyweds, looking younger by several years~

"Oh, fod'ssake. I want to go home narcissistically." Sherlock swept the distance from the cashier to the ground, looked up and saw Lestrade, and said impatiently.

He couldn't understand Connie's brain circuit, but he couldn't bear the brain circuit of someone like Lestrade.

"Ahem..." Lestrade smiled awkwardly, but did not refute.Recently newly married Yan Er, single for more than 20 years, no matter how you say it is a bit...

"How?" With a tense expression on his face, he hurried to Sherlock's side and asked again.

"Surveillance video? There's... I'll ask someone to bring the surveillance tape over here." Lestrade swept the ceiling of the convenience store and saw the monitor facing the cashier.

"The person who took him was an acquaintance, and he was very cautious. The checkout counter was cleaned up very cleanly. If it weren't for Connie's fingerprints on the smashed potato chip package, I wouldn't have been able to tell that she had been here...Kang Connie met him here after she ran out. It is reasonable to deduce that he should be a cashier working in this convenience store. There are signs of struggle on the ground, but it is not big, only the area next to the phone... This shows that Connie At the end of the call, or even in the middle of the call, he stopped him. There should be other customers in the store at that time, otherwise she would not have agreed to Connie's call from the beginning, and the surveillance video should have It has already been dealt with, and his prudence does not allow such a mistake." Sherlock spoke out part of his reasoning, but his expression was still a little confused.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a coat under the cash register.

Walking around the cashier, he picked up the coat, put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully.

"what happened?"

"My God! What's going on?" A fat man with a beer belly suddenly rushed into the convenience store and looked at the police in the store in horror.

"You are?" Lestrade was about to ask, but Sherlock solved his problem.

"He's the owner of the store and lives across the street. He got up in the morning and injected insulin in the bathroom and saw the situation across the street. Tsk...so, who was the cashier yesterday?"

The owner of the store was obviously confused.

But regarding the cashier's question, he still answered: "Tom? He recently moved to the neighborhood and works nights at a convenience store."

"Do you have his address or contact number?"

The owner reported a string of numbers.

Lestrade tried: "It's an empty number."

"Captain, the monitoring has been dialed out."

Lestrade looked at Sherlock, and looked again just to be on the safe side.

"Tom, pseudonym." Sherlock held the coat, the marks on it were full of holes, why did he keep this coat?

provocative?

Still sure they can't find it! ?

"Sherlock!" Lestrade exclaimed suddenly.

Sherlock raised his eyes, walked quickly to his side, and took the phone.

The picture shows Connie walking into the convenience store barefoot. The cashier is chatting with the customer. Connie makes a phone call. The customer walks out of the convenience store. The cashier comes back and restrains Connie.

He pointed his middle finger at the monitor, grabbed Connie's neck, and waved his big hand after being kicked by her. Connie, who was unconscious...

"Xia╭(°A°`)╮Sherlock..." Lestrade saw Sherlock's murderous expression, and his heart trembled.

He had never seen Sherlock so angry.

"Very good..." There is a feeling of fascination that you have successfully caught my attention.

But Connie wasn't here at the moment, obviously no one would have the guts to complain about Sherlock Holmes like that.

Lestrade looked at it and said a few words of comfort: "His face is not very clear in the video, but you can ask the shopkeeper to describe his appearance, and the profiler can compare it from the database after drawing a flower portrait. In addition, Connie entered this convenience store in the middle of the night yesterday, if she escaped from a den of thieves, the distance must not be too far, I will immediately send people to spread out and search from here as the center point." The owner said hurriedly will help.

"Is there any news about my good girl?" A sweat from outside the door rushed in vigorously. It was Henry, the former boss of the Western District and now Hudson's boyfriend and future Connie's stepfather.

There was a murderous look on his fiery face, and the dangerous atmosphere retained by the high position almost frightened the shopkeeper to the ground.

He is a diabetic!

Just as Lestrade was about to comfort him, Henry picked up his cell phone and yelled angrily after answering the call: "No!? No shit! My good girl must be nearby! Search carefully! Let me catch that person Scum, cut him into eight pieces and blow him up!"

Lestrade raised his forehead, Henry really did this kind of thing!

But he is a policeman!British crimes are punished by British law enforcement officers!

But knowing that Henry was angry, he didn't say anything.

"Looked for them all? The action is so fast..." It took less than half an hour.

Henry shook his head: "Of course, the brothers are resting at home these few days, and the market hasn't started working anyway, they are going to rest for a few more days, the weather is so cold... My good girl! Huh... So I started yesterday Let them scatter around London to search for news, and there are some beggars under the overpass... Unfortunately, there is no news, when I received Sherlock's call, I told them to rush here, but there is no news!" Henry was dissatisfied He widened his eyes, saw the video on Sherlock's phone at first glance, and took it over to have a look.

——"FUCK! This Jianyin! Watch me tear him up!" The old man dared to slap his good girl!Also throw it on the ground! ?

"Bang!" Henry smashed the phone to the ground, and stomped on it because he was angry.

As a result, the private mobile phone of Xiao A, a civilized policeman in charge of data investigation, was completely scrapped.

"That's my phone!" Officer A wailed, and picked up the phone case that had been broken into two halves, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

Lestrade put his arms around his shoulders lightly: "Reimbursement of public expenses..." Sooner or later, the Metropolitan Police Department will be unable to make ends meet! ! !

Mobile phone: I am so innocent...

"Sherlock, what now?"

The two of them looked at Sherlock one after another. The method of searching did not work, which only showed that the person had a strong ability to hide his tracks, and maybe he used a pseudonym...

"Image search and comparison may reveal his true identity," Lestrade suggested.

Sherlock looked at the half-broken mobile phone: "He covered his face all the way, and he has been familiar with such things for a long time, and the customer's face was about to enter the monitor several times, but he blocked it... only when entering the door half of his face. He is not British at all." He suddenly turned cold.

The atmosphere began to become heavy.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Lestrade." Sherlock said suddenly after a long time.

"Hey?"

"Bring all the street vendors who sold tea eggs on the streets of London back to the police station."

"Okay!...Hey!??" Lestrade was about to write down a few words in those little notebooks, but found something wrong, selling tea eggs! ?

"Why?" Not to save Connie?What does it have to do with tea eggs! ?