Boom!

The wooden door was kicked open by Sherlock, and there was still a rat catcher inside, except for the rats in the iron cage still squeaking.

"Look at them separately, remember to notify each other if you find clues. ”

The criminals bought themselves time to transfer by misleading them, since they were one step late, if they wanted to continue the pursuit, they must have a general direction and goal, this house is the stronghold of the rat catchers, maybe they can find some clues that have been missed.

Outside the hall followed the stairs up where the ratcatcher usually rested, Sherlock rushed up first, Donald stayed below, and took advantage of his absence to take out the tracing powder again, the last time he came over, due to the position of both sides, the back of the workbench was not confirmed.

The ratcatcher stayed here, and when they left, he didn't know what he had done, but at least he could find out his course of action.

Kneading the bridge of his nose in the middle of his eyes, turning on his vision, with the experience of the previous two times, Donald entered the state a little faster this time, staring at the ground behind the workbench, this time it was no longer a sporadic footprint in front of him.

The area behind the workbench stretching out left and right is full of footprints!

The effect of the tracing powder is layered, the later the trail is left, the brighter it will be in the vision, leaving aside the faint mouse footprints for the time being, Donald will focus on the brightest part.

The ratcatcher got up from his chair, turned around, and walked to the wooden cabinet behind him...... There are rat footprints on this cabinet?

Preliminary confirmation of the situation, Donald turned off the vision, this ability can't be turned on for a long time in his current state, basically as long as it takes more than 10 seconds, there will be problems with his eyes, so he can only switch it on and off intermittently in order to be able to use it many times in the future.

There are not many wooden cabinet drawers with mouse footprints on the surface, most of them are concentrated in the middle of the floor, Donald adjusted the position, and while pulling out, his feet are also jumping backwards, preventing a mutant mouse from suddenly popping out of it to give him a mouthful.

The drawer was empty, but the structure of this drawer was unusual, it did not have a rear baffle, and Donald bent down to follow the empty space of the drawer to enter, and there was no wooden cabinet with a baffle at the back, but a passage that directly connected to the inside of the wall!

Take a deep breath, walk quickly to the side of the wooden cabinet, grab the corner, push forward, this wooden cabinet is not heavy, follow the momentum to fall forward, the situation behind is clear at a glance, the front wall corresponds to the position of the drawer There is an irregular hole, not like an artificial chisel, it is simply cut out by mice.

This is a transit station for intelligence, if the rat catcher wants to tell the rats, he just needs to tear open the drawers and let the rats lie in it, not only hidden, even if someone suddenly visits outside, he can push all the drawers in just a few seconds, and no one can see the abnormality.

I close the doors and windows in broad daylight, and I'm afraid that's what it is.

"Donald, what's wrong, I hear a noise!"

Sherlock's voice came from behind, and the sound of the wooden cabinet falling to the ground was not soft.

"I suggest you come down and take a look, evidence of communication between rat catchers and rats has been found. ”

In reply, he heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and Sherlock came down to see what was on the wall, and he didn't need to explain it, it was clear at a glance.

"Compared to this, I found a more convincing one, upstairs, our previous guess was not wrong, this rat catcher is an alien!"

Donald was startled by the name that came out of Sherlock's mouth, a title he had heard, and that's what the two murderers had called him when he had just come out of the sewers......

"May I ask what an alien is? I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

Up the stairs, Donald wanted to know what kind of person the Alien represented.

"Don't you know? Let me tell you simply, these people are either born with abilities or acquired in some way...... In fact, many people call it talent, just like some people are born to jump farther and run faster than others, which is very powerful, but it is also limited, after all, ordinary people have their own limits, even mediocre people, through a scientific exercise program can be approached, and these people are different, they have an enhanced version of these talents or even a mutated version, just like the spiritual talent needed to trace the powder, which ordinary people can't do no matter how hard they try, plus these people have no taboos, the church characterizes them as aliens...... ”

Glancing back at his assistant, who obviously wanted to ask about something else, Sherlock pressed down on the top hat on his head and said preemptively:

"I can only tell you so much, this is within the permissible range, if I don't have direct contact with it today, I won't tell you, as for other information, the less you know, the better, especially if you can't mention it to other people casually, it's best not to explore and spread it, ordinary people know too many secrets are likely to become a reason for some people to find you. ”

I'm not an ordinary person, and I'm probably more special than a ratcatcher in the strict sense of the word...... Lots special!

"I just want to know, Sherlock, how do you know this information, are you also a stranger, not afraid that some of the people you said will come to your door?"

Isn't it okay for ordinary people to know too much?

"What do you think I did before I became a detective, but I'm a big seeker of the paranormal, and I can personally participate in many events in the name of doing this, like this one, I want more than just the ability to catch the prisoner, the rat catcher to communicate and order the rat, don't you want it?"

I believe that most people can't help but think about how good it would be if they had superpowers when they knew that there were superpowers in this world and that they could find ways to obtain them.

This is like Donald's immortal cultivation in his previous life, do you know that there are immortals and ghosts, and you can still endure loneliness?

Sherlock is just a doer, and he may have discovered a different side of the world by some coincidence, and then he resolutely plunged into it.

It's just that he seems to have avoided the question of why he didn't worry about someone coming to the door, and chose to open the door in front of him.

The ratcatcher's bedroom, with its yellowed walls full of cracks, and in front of the hardboard bed in the middle was a circle of desks smaller than the one in the hall, on which were placed some ...... Lab utensils?

Donald clearly saw alcohol lamps, small glass beakers, crucibles, and broken glass bottles on the floor, deliberately mixed with piles of powder that had been deliberately stirred up and stepped on a few feet.

"He poured all the ingredients together to prevent us from finding the original recipe...... What shit, if I could catch him the first time, this recipe would be mine!"

The sight in front of him made Sherlock angry even more than he had been deceived before, but he still spared no effort to pull a rag next to him, and solemnly wrapped the powder on the ground and put it in his pocket.

"What recipe, the recipe that allows people to communicate with mice?"

"Secret!"

Angrily replied, Sherlock walked around the room with a sad face.

Donald kept pinching the tracking powder between his fingers, and scattered some around the workbench, there were indeed bright marks that the rat catcher had stayed here not long ago, and the footprints were still stretching out of the room, chasing out, and seeing another room on the second floor.

Taking advantage of Sherlock's frustration, he went over and opened the door, which was a storage room with two or three washbasin-sized baskets, about a foot high.

In the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, Donald noticed the glittering object and bent down to pick up a gold pound in the middle basket!

"Sherlock, I think this is where the loot was stored, and the ratcatcher must have stolen more than Mr. Ebel's family, look at this. ”

The thumb up the gold pound, the dark gold surface reflects the orange-red afterglow of the sunset, the heavy weight and the crisp sound, it is really beautiful.

Worst...... It's a heart-warming feeling!

"It doesn't matter now, we need to know where he went, and what if we take the train and leave Preston City?"

This is the most serious situation, once the ratcatcher escapes Preston City and tries to find him again, it will be a needle in a haystack, and whether or not he can find it in the end, it must have nothing to do with the two of them.

"Look again, aren't there still two rooms? ”

The remaining room is the last hope, the two of them carefully checked back and forth, but unfortunately it backfired, and they searched the entire second floor, but they couldn't find any other information.

There are all kinds of signs that the rat catchers are not only retreating calmly, but may even have prepared their way back.

The residence he chose was surrounded by almost all dilapidated and empty houses, and it was difficult to find witnesses in the nearby area, and it was estimated that it would be too late to expand the scope of questioning.

Donald does have tracer powder in his hand, the problem is that there is still half a bottle left in it, that is, a handful, and it is so big outside, scatter it?

Even if he spilled his heart, not to mention whether he could effectively spread it on the path of the ratcatcher, even if he found it, how could he explain it to Sherlock?

Besides, the location of the rat catcher is likely to be constantly changing, and even if he is given a sack of tracking powder, it is estimated that it will not be enough.

"Failed, an omission, a complete startling, should not have rushed in the first place. ”

Sitting on the stone steps outside the house, Sherlock pulled the grass stalk in his hand a little depressed, Donald couldn't say words of comfort at this time, this time the case was actually not a loss for him, and even something was gained, not to mention that his eyes had discovered new abilities, and he also got a bottle of tracing powder worth 5 gold pounds.

"Let's go, eat first, it's useless to be anxious now, think slowly, it's still some time before the night. ”

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that after a failure, it will completely sink, and the rapid recovery of Sherlock's emotional state makes Donald nod secretly.

The situation has not yet reached the end of the road......