John didn't know how to comfort Lance, so he could only sniff, "I've been here for a long time, but I can't find my way out." ”

Lance quickly adjusted his feelings, "I probably know the way out, but I don't know where Spencer is now. He paused, then added, "And Sherlock, but before that, can you tell me why Sherlock is interested in this castle?"

John was asked, and touched his ears a little embarrassed, "Actually, I found the case, but Sherlock said that he would come and take a look after he found out." ”

Lance: "Haven't there been any big cases in London lately?"

John nodded, "Since the last case, although Lestrade has come to him as well, there are few that interest him. "I also posted it on the Internet, but again, Sherlock was not interested in the case that wasn't 'big' at all, and I even saw him digging holes in our walls with a pistol!"

"So it's a big case?"

"Two high school students, saying that some of their friends are missing. John shrugged, "They gave the police a clue that the children had made an appointment to come here to explore, but the police came to investigate and ruled out the place, and they happened to see the message I posted on the Internet to help people solve the case." ”

"Has Sherlock seen them?"

"We contacted them when we arrived in Edinburgh, two high school students who didn't go to school during that time because of what happened, and they were playing basketball outside when we found them. John explained, "It's really confirmed that it's true that we're here." ”

"I see. Lance nodded, "I can guess it wasn't that clean at the time." ”

John nodded, "That should be the case, so those children are indeed missing here." ”

Lance jot down the new information he had received as he spoke to John, and the two of them walked together, there were candles on the walls, which looked like they had been burning for a while but would not be extinguished for a while.

"Have you seen the candles?" Lance asked casually, reaching out and pressing against the wall.

"What?" John said subconsciously, then reacted, "It should be a new candle." ”

Lance nodded, "I also think it should be a new candle, but we still have to speed up the time, we don't have anything to eat, and the people who captured us won't be kind enough to change the candles for us, if we don't do something, something will happen sooner or later." ”

"Actually, something has happened. John lowered his eyelids, "I didn't feel anything before I was knocked unconscious." ”

"Maybe it's because you're around Sherlock, so you're used to thinking you won't be in real danger. Lance shrugged his shoulders, "Know that you trust him a lot. ”

John was silent for a moment, "You know, Noah, sometimes what you say about me and Sherlock can really make me misunderstand how you see our relationship. ”

Lance raised an eyebrow and suddenly smiled, "I thought you'd never find out about that." As he spoke, he turned his head, his gaze almost glued to the nearest candle, "After all, I am so upright. ”

John was laughed at by Lance's shamelessness, but the current situation is not easy to say that he was beaten by someone, so he had to take two breaths and sullen himself.

The smell of the air was mixed with the slight smell of smoke, Lance was protected by John, and the doctor who walked in front was a little cautious, so the speed was not very fast, obviously shorter than Lance, but it made people feel very reliable from the bottom of their hearts. Lance was 'robbed' of the protector's position and didn't care, his fingers slowly sliding over the wall he walked on.

The walls are covered with wallpaper, and perhaps the most recent owner has worked on it.

"Tear La" Lance withdrew his hand and smiled at John, who turned back when he heard the movement, "Make some small things, I believe that with the ability of my little doctor, you can see it." ”

John understood, he grabbed his hair, "They didn't seem to have taken everything from us, and I also dropped some nicotine patches on the way." ”

“...... Now Sherlock didn't need to judge by his knowledge. ”

"I don't care where I hide them, Sherlock always ......," John paused suddenly, his gaze pausing at a small piece of wall diagonally in front of him.

Lance followed his gaze, and a blood-red handprint was printed on the somewhat dull wallpaper, with a round piece of white in the middle.

"It's really eye-catching. Lance said this, and then leaned in, "If I could, I would like to go straight home after I meet Little Doctor." ”

John took a hard breath, "Damn it. He stepped forward quickly, carefully studying the blood stains and small round white pieces of paper on the wall, "What I just pasted is the nicotine patch I dropped. Without hesitation, he reached out and pressed on the bloody handprint, and then put the finger standing on the red liquid under his nose and sniffed, "It shouldn't be real blood, there are some problems with the smell and color." ”

"It's enough to deal with the layman. Lance frowned, "I guess you're just in this situation." ”

"Yes. John nodded, "I've walked a few laps, and the nicotine patches that I lost are all in the same place, and I haven't seen them." ”

"So the people who caught us should still be watching us. Lance nodded as well, "Maybe seeing that we're not making much progress, they can't help but start giving us clues, but with the bloody handprints, I think they really want to see us panic." ”

John gave a surprised look, "Can these things scare us?"

Lance: "...... Well, probably, but I'm starting to expect them to change our candles too!"

Lance's idea was naïve, John couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "Instead of caring about this, Dr Rhett should be in the same situation as us, he looks ......"

Lance knew what John was going to say, "Actually, don't worry too much, the little doctor is much better than most people." "Many times learned people will always crush ordinary people when they are in a very bad situation, and success or failure cannot be said to rely on force alone.

The two of them dropped the bloody handprints and walked forward, and after a few more turns in the aisle, they seemed to see the end, as if there was a door, Lance rubbed his nose and felt a little dizzy in his brain, and the smell of burning candles was even more unpleasant.

With some scheming in his mind, Lance pulled John, "Did you see the door in front of you?"

John didn't stop, "I walked by, and when I opened it, I started going around in circles again, and I never walked out." ”

Lance sighed, thinking that the passage they had just walked through should be connected in a circle, and if they couldn't find a breakthrough in the walk, they would have to go on like this forever.

Lance thought so that he still had to follow John, and when the two of them reached the door, John hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Noah, did you hear anything?"

Lance's eyebrows jumped, and he reached out and rubbed his nose, "It's a little small, I can't hear it clearly." ”

John nodded, seeming relieved and nervous, "I feel like a dog barking, but I haven't seen it here, is it outside?"

"What is outside should not be transmitted to the inside. Lance continued, "If it does, we can just call for help, but I don't hear anything other than that, is it just a dog?"

John thought for a moment, "Maybe it's inside, I hear the sound a little close, they can put a bloody handprint on the wallpaper or maybe a dog." ”

"Actually, I don't sound like a dog, it's a bit of a 'whine'. ”

John frowned, "Under normal circumstances, except for milk dogs, big dogs only make such noises when they are afraid of being wronged." ”

Lance nodded, and then he reached out and took John's hand, "John, if we can get out alive, you can pick the comics in my comic house." ”

John smiled and reached to open the door, but Lance took the doorknob before him, unscrewed it, and said something in a very soft voice.

John was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, and quickly nodded his head twice.

The door opened with Lance's movements.

John's pupils dilated! In front of him, a large black dog, about the height of his waist, was lying on the ground, with a thick iron chain tied around its neck, and the other end of the chain was embedded in the wall.

The big dog also raised his head when he heard the movement, his brain was crooked, his eyes were red, his big mouth was half open, and sticky saliva was left along the corners of his mouth, and soon a piece of it dripped on the ground in front of him.

John's cold sweat kept rolling down his head, and he swallowed.

The big dog stood up violently at this time, bowed his waist to the two of them, and roared low as he bent down.

Then he felt someone pinch his palm, and his palm was sweaty, "Oh my God, Noah, why are the eyes of this tethered black dog red!I didn't see it when I first came!You have to believe me!" He heard himself shout in a panicked voice.

In fact, he is indeed very panicked now.

Lance pulled his arm back slowly, "Black dog, oh my god I'm hallucinating, I thought it was a brown ......"

"Is this the time to say this?!" John let Lance pull him back very carefully, "Oh my God!"

"Color is important, isn't it?" Lance paused for a moment, then took a step forward and slammed the door shut, "Forget that you can close the door." ”

John: "......"

John was silent as he walked back, and Lance didn't care about him now, but looked back carefully and tapped on the walls on either side, as if looking for something.

"Woo~woo~" A slight sound sounded in the hallway.

Lance had crouched down on a piece of the floor as if he hadn't heard a sound.

John swallowed, his eyes rolling, and when he saw Lance's serious appearance, he didn't ask, but moved closer to him a little nervously.

Lance looked at the lines on the floor as he remembered the places he had passed when he was moved, the general directions, the routes, but their current situation was not a little more dangerous.

"Is there any problem?" John couldn't help but whisper.

Lance pointed to the piece of floor he had just looked at, "There are some footprints. ”

John was stunned for a moment, then he also crouched down and looked closer, and by the faint light, there was indeed a small mark on the floor that looked like a few small circles.

"Not just now!"

"yes. Lance nodded, "So I think the breach should be around here, and by the way, I heard something ringing just now." ”

John blinked, full of doubt.

"Actually, don't worry too much, we just don't have to open that door, and we can go back the way you said we came. ”

The author has something to say: Shenxia's pen can't hold it, but I'll do my best

And then the network of the author's dormitory was unified by the school.,Disconnected on time at eleven o'clock.,Today's first like this.,The dormitory girl is playing a game, and the network speed here is super poor.,The web page has to be opened for three minutes to be fully opened.,So let's send it first.,Otherwise, there will be an accident.。

We'll get back tomorrow, Momoda

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