（triplekill！ ）

"Tell me tell me everything!!"

The hoarse voice, the suppressed but hard yelling, coupled with the familiar lines, Qiuchen also thought that he had seen the interrogator of the Scarlet Monastery, Veshas, although this is not a convent, but this is indeed a prison

There are several prisons in London, the last time Qiu Chen went to the place, it was a high-level prison for important prisoners and political prisoners, but this is the place where ordinary murderers or thieves are held, the dim environment, the silent cage, if the whole environment is not quite tidy, Qiu Chen really thought that he had come to the prison of the Qing Dynasty

"Mr. Redmuth, you asked us to come here just to show us the dark side of the British Empire?" Sherlock holmes. Watson and Qiuchen followed Redmous to this place, and as soon as they entered the door, they heard the sound of interrogation

"Of course not" Redmous handed the raincoat to the police officer on the side, "Of course, it's a serious matter to find you in the heavy rain tonight, we caught a guy, it may have something to do with the destruction of the British Museum yesterday" Walking down the stairs to the underground, Qiuchen found that this is the place where the real felons are held, and it can be seen from the murderous aura here that every prisoner here has at least killed people.

"Did you catch a suspect?" Qiu Chen was a little surprised, I'm afraid he knows the truth of that incident better than anyone else, or the other people arrested in Scotland Yard, but the guy who is imprisoned here probably doesn't mean that he has wronged a good person

"Suspects? It's not "Redmous took out his pipe, and Holmes, who was walking behind, was already spewing out the clouds, this kind of weather is really chilling" Our patrol found him next to the museum, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly shot and injured him very badly, thanks to the help of other police officers, otherwise we would have lost a colleague"

"We suspect that this is a big case, and the destruction of the British Museum is only one of them, Her Majesty has ordered Scotland Yard to solve the case as soon as possible, and now my colleagues and I have hardly slept all day" Redmouss's distress is obvious, it seems that there is more gray hair on his head than when Qiu Chen first met him" There is no clue about the two murders in the Whitechapel District, Blackwood's whereabouts are unknown, the British Museum has been destroyed and many cultural relics are finished, and now all sectors of society are accusing us of not doing things well, Why don't they try it! Ahem!! ”

The more the sheriff spoke, the more excited he became, his face flushed, and he couldn't help coughing a few times

"Don't get excited, my old friend," Holmes reassured, "since we're here to help you solve your problem, let's meet the prisoner first."

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, come here" The sheriff eased his mood and walked into the cell on the side with Qiuchen and the others, and in the cell, there were already police officers interrogating

"Oh, Redmous, you're here" A trench coat detective stood up to greet "these three are"

"That's what I told you about Sherlock Holmes, he's helped me a lot," Redmouss said, "This is Watson, this is Autumn Dust, they're all here to help, this is Detective Able"

"Hello Detective"

"Hello, I've heard of your name, Mr. Holmes" Holmes shook Able's outstretched hand, "This is the suspect?" ”

As soon as Holmes finished speaking, Qiu Chen suddenly felt a burst of murderous intent, and the prisoner who was originally locked in the seat suddenly broke free from the shackles, jumped up, and rushed up at Holmes

"you!" Seeing that everyone didn't react, Qiu Chen strode forward, and with an elbow strike with his left hand, he knocked the prisoner who had just crossed into the air away, and his arm grazed Holmes's collar, and he was almost caught.

The prisoner didn't expect that his such a perfect blow would be interrupted by one person, and coupled with Qiu Chen's strength, it was estimated that he could break at least one of his ribs, which made him fall to the ground and not get up in the first place

He didn't react, but the police on the side were not stupid, and as soon as he fell to the ground, he rushed up and held him down

"Are you alright, Sherlock Holmes" Watson behind him hurriedly pulled Holmes away from the prisoner, and on the ground, four or five police officers worked together to subdue the prisoner

"Oh, I'm fine, don't worry, Watson" Holmes took a deep breath, "You can actually break free of the chain, Redmous, you guys have a bit of corruption here, right?"

"No" Before Redmous could speak, Qiuchen spoke first, "This guy relies on pure ** strength, and the iron chain is no problem" touched the fracture, and the texture of the metal was right

"Anyway, our officers need to be on guard," Redmouss sighed, even wondering if he hadn't retired early

"Interrogate him first, maybe you can ask something" Qiuchen waved his hand, but his attention never left the prisoner, such a ** intensity is definitely not something ordinary people can do

"This guy has a very hard mouth, we haven't asked anything, he doesn't say anything" Agent Abel was a little helpless, and it was also the policeman's helplessness to encounter this kind of prisoner

"I'll try, maybe"

"Okay, you can ask" A few moments later, Qiuchen announced that the problem was solved

Just now Qiuchen took the prisoner to another cell, and now he came out with a frightened prisoner on his face

"What did you do to him? Lynching is not allowed," Agent Able could not finish when he was interrupted by Sheriff Redmous

"Leave that alone, let's see what we can ask," Redmous took a deep puff of his cigarette and walked over to the prisoner, his otherwise hideous face now filled with fear

"Tell us who is behind you and what your purpose is"

"It's Professor Moriarty," said the prisoner with trepidation, "and he told us to wreak havoc in important places in London."

"Professor Moriarty? Is this a codename? The sheriff frowned, as if thinking of someone

"Isn't it Professor Moriarty at the university, he has a lot of subordinates in London"

Redmous stood up suddenly when he heard this, waved at Agent Abel, the detective nodded, and called a few police officers to leave, before leaving, he took a deep look at Qiuchen, looking at Qiuchen's delicate and somewhat feminine face, and suddenly felt that he had been a detective in vain in the past few years

"And then what happened" Looking at the few people whose enthusiasm for work had been completely mobilized, Qiuchen exhaled against the wall

Just now he used spiritism to probe the prisoner's memory, Professor Moriarty can actually use magic, and, listening to his description, there are still people on Moriarty, plus the enemy he saw in the British Museum that day, Qiu Chen's heart is not as optimistic as a few of them

He had revised the prisoner's memory before he came out, at least there were some things that no one else needed to know, the enemy wanted to sabotage the British plan, although he didn't know much now, but the current point alone was enough for him to worry about

Obviously, I just want to take a trip and go to see Pache Li, why did I encounter such a thing

It's not good

(It was supposed to be a good 4 more.,But it's almost 12 o'clock now.,I don't have the strength for a half-hour chapter.,Put it tomorrow)