Chapter 90: The Death of a Teacher in St. Paul [(5)]
Next to the unconscious plainclothes policeman, a patient on a medical cotton slipper picked up the mobile phone that had been dropped next to him.
The page flashed, and the shutdown bell rang, in the silent darkness of the night.
After a burst of vibrations and bells, there was a complete darkness.
Slender fingers pressed on the keyboard, clicked, and the page was unresponsive.
Three words, eight letters, turned into pieces and floated into his mental palace, blowing in like a whirlwind.
"Sherlock Holmes?" The young man on the ground woke up slowly, pressed his aching temples, and his eyes narrowed and let go.
Sherlock crouched on the ground and pressed a spot on his neck, gasping for gasp in pain.
"It hurts!"
The half-kneeling knee was raised: "What about the Lestrades?" ”
"I just went to the bathroom to look for it, no one, Connie woke up and said you were all gone, I just ...... As a result, I was knocked unconscious as soon as I got to the toilet, why am I here? Only then did he realize where he was, and looked around him in surprise.
Sherlock's eyes narrowed slightly.
He was dragged back.
But there was no trace of him other than himself.
Even the clothes don't have too many wrinkles.
There was only one possibility, and that was for someone much stronger than him to carry him back and put him on the ground.
But why? What is the need to do this?
To lure Connie out?
But with such a strong physique, there would be no obstacle to taking Connie away.
Not far away, there were three or two nurses on duty at the faintly lit front desk.
What do you do to quietly take Connie away from being discovered?
In the palace of thinking, he has begun to match all possibilities.
But in the end, they were all ruled out.
No way.
No way.
No way.
"What happened?" A little girl, who probably saw the two of them, came over and asked.
When I saw the person sitting on the ground at first, I exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, why are you sitting on the ground, what is uncomfortable?" ”
The lad blushed.
Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "You've always been there, haven't you left?" ”
He looked at the little nurse who ran over, and the little nurse looked at Sherlock and blushed slightly.
He didn't pay attention.
"Yes, even if it's convenient, someone takes turns to go, and they won't be absent at the same time, could it be that someone escaped?" Her lips widened slightly, looking surprised.
"Someone...", the cute little girl was so likable that she almost opened her mouth to the new black boy.
However, the police station's teachings still made him stop in time.
To others, any casual remark can sometimes cause trouble to the case.
Because people love to spread the word.
This little girl has already made an exception for him.
"I'm Eric, and you're...?" He accosted him on official business.
Connie knew she was going to cry without tears.
#伦敦警局的小绵羊#
#敢不敢在她被拐走后的五分钟内心里只有搭讪妹纸#
#简直活该被夏洛克一辈子发射嘲讽弹幕#
"I'm Shanny." The nurse was visibly reddened at Sherlock.
#这么帅的人她怎么才发现? #
#半个夜的班都白值了#
"Go and monitor." Sherlock's face sank.
No clues were found.
One qiē was as clean as the two corpses.
Ten minutes later, the group arrived in the hospital's monitoring room.
The two bodyguards who had been ordered to watch Sherlock did not follow Sherlock as he left the hospital room - naturally his orders did not work, and someone led them away.
And the police officer who was partnered with Eric is said to have gone out to buy coffee not long ago.
So far, no one has been seen.
Judging from the surveillance footage, it has been conservative for nearly an hour.
Surveillance cameras captured him coming out of the hospital gate and never coming in since.
At 10:10 a.m., Sherlock came out of the door in his hospital gown, apparently on his way to the bathroom.
A minute after he entered the toilet, he came out of the toilet, but instead of going back to his room immediately, he walked to the staircase in the opposite direction, which was already out of the range of the surveillance camera.
Ten minutes later, he had not yet appeared on camera.
At the same time, Lestrade came out of the hospital room.
He was in good spirits, looked at the people on either side of the room, refused to be followed by the two police officers, and walked alone to the same staircase.
- He didn't go to the toilet!
Eric said in surprise: "At that time, the police officer said that he was going to the toilet, and his stomach was not very comfortable, so we didn't have to wait. ”
Sherlock nodded, "He got a text message from me." ”
"[I]" His eyes narrowed slightly, and he adjusted the surveillance to twenty seconds ago.
In the same picture, in the trash can on the stairs on the lower floor, a mobile phone suddenly appeared.
"Oh my God!" The security guard on duty couldn't help but exclaim.
Just because that mobile phone suddenly appeared in the trash can out of thin air, it doesn't even have the arc and trajectory of movement.
"Is it possible that someone else tampered with the video?" Eric asked, and was immediately denied by the security guard.
"No way, I've been here, no one has ever been here. Not to mention that this was an hour ago monitoring. "How could anyone ...... all this evidence within an hour of committing the crime?
Just thinking about it, the security guard felt even more frightened.
The video is fast-forwarding, and Lestrade is not seen again, and soon after, Eric goes to the bathroom, and when he returns, he happens to meet Connie who opened the door, and then goes in the direction of the toilet, presumably looking for Sherlock and Lestrade, and Connie closes the door.
About five minutes later, Connie opened the door and walked out of it.
The monitor automatically turns on the infrared function at night, especially the two big men in this ward, one is McCroft's younger brother and the other is a police officer from the London Police Department, who was attacked not long ago, so this room is almost the most concerned ward, whether it is its geographical location or the location of the monitor.
It's not far from the front desk, and the doctor on duty can be attracted as soon as he speaks.
The video was played three times, but Sherlock's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
Eric walked to the hospital room on his own, but he seemed to have been attacked suddenly and fell to the ground - but according to his account, he was attacked in the toilet and fainted.
This is obviously a great contradiction.
Connie, on the other hand, walked out of the ward on her own.
And when she left the room, she put down the phone in her hand - not in the middle of a struggle.
Everyone watched the video in disbelief and felt that it was strange and unreasonable.
But what puzzled Sherlock the most was that this video was indeed not faked.
The reason the girl on duty didn't see Connie was because the doctor on duty turned around as she walked past the front desk - and she didn't make a sound.
She was wearing slippers, but she didn't make a sound, and even the slight sound of the doctor turning the pages in the whole video didn't have any of Connie's sounds.
Even if she makes a little noise at that time, it will attract attention.
Surveillance all the way to the entrance of the hospital.
Connie walked out of the hospital and never returned.
And Lestrade never left the hospital.
"Immediately send someone to search the hospital up and down." Sherlock said in a deep voice.
This will be the most interesting case he has encountered so far.
However, his mood was not at all excited and excited.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingers of his right hand rubbed his chin, from his spine to the top of his head, casting an unpleasant feeling.
The kind of excitement and pure joy like a child after encountering a case can often be easily known from his shining eyes and uplifted body posture: he is happy.
But, but.
This unpleasant feeling.
It's like a layer of lard wrapped in the heart.
In an instant, the appearance of a stupid hamster with a mouth full of mashed potatoes and crying hot and scalding floated into the memory palace, magnified to the point that a pair of eyes had nowhere to see.
In less than a second, it was enough to make him unhappy.
#好不容易有个好玩的案子#
#心情简直让人不愉悦#
From displeasure to awareness of displeasure to getting rid of it, Sherlock also took only three seconds.
"Gather all the little sheep, or to-morrow you will all go back to the dirt to graze the cattle."