The three Sherlock Holmes, who managed to sneak into the factory under the car, found a moment in the parking lot where no one was paying attention, and sneaked out.

"Where are we going? There are cameras everywhere! ”

"Change your clothes first, we are in the pharmaceutical factory, we have to dress up like this!" Holmes knocked on the door, and a male voice rang out.

"I'm changing clothes, you drive yourself!"

"Okay!" Holmes smiled at the two and pulled the door open.

"Who are you, what are you going to do, don't, don't! Ahh Listening to the crackling of fists in the room, Watson pinched his nose and smiled at Simsa.

"Actually, he's usually quite serious! It's true! ”

"Well, I believe it!"

"What do you believe, come in and change your clothes!" Holmes poked his head out of the door.

Changing into a full set of white coats and wearing hood masks, the three of them dressed up and walked out of this dressing room.

"Where are we going now?" Watson looked at the busy crowd in the corridor and said confusedly.

"Down, it's all ordinary pharmaceutical production lines, there's nothing to see!" Holmes didn't just pull out a clipboard from somewhere, and said as he looked at it.

"Where did you get this?"

"That unlucky guy, it looks like he's still a middle-level person, and he has a lot of authority!" Sherlock Holmes pulled out another key tag and shook it in front of the two of them.

"Awesome!"

The three of them walked all the way with their heads held high, swaggering in a group of similarly dressed white coats, without attracting any attention, and even several people even greeted the three of them as companions a few times.

"Oh my God, this must be the most infiltration I've ever seen, are we going to have lunch in the cafeteria or something!"

"I think so!"

"Oh my God, Sherlock, can't you be serious, knowing that we could be beaten into a sieve by twenty big men at any moment!" Watson began to complain.

"Don't panic, doctor, my drone is right above you, if you are discovered, I will help you attract attention!" Aaron set up his Roche MK1 electromagnetic railgun on the hillside, and took out the two one-time self-detonating small planes that were drawn before, ready to fly at any time, if it weren't for the fear of attracting attention, Aaron was ready to set up a mortar.

"Alright, look at these marks on the ground, go, that elevator!"

Seeing that everyone was busy with their work and no one was paying attention to themselves, the three of them turned into a freight elevator in a side aisle under the leadership of Sherlock Holmes.

"Well, sure enough, there's something underground!" Looking at the striking minus 10 button on the key, Holmes pressed it without thinking.

"Ding Dong, the elevator is going down!" As soon as the female voice came out, Watson breathed a sigh of relief. But then as soon as the elevator door opened, an unexpected situation once again made the three of them raise their hearts to their throats.

"Fugen, where have you been, I'm looking for you everywhere, quick, there's still something for you to deal with in the lab!" When a white coat saw Holmes with a badge, he couldn't help but say something, and dragged him away.

"So what do we do?" Simsa looked at Watson.

"We're looking for your brother!" Watson thought about it, he should be able to handle it himself on Holmes's side, then he could mix it up for a while.

But what the two didn't expect was that this underground laboratory was regionally restricted, and everyone had their own permissions, and the permissions of the two of them could only stay in the outermost area.

Just as the two were pondering to find a lone knockout and take his ID card, Holmes reappeared.

"I've got my ID badge and directions to the main lab, let's go!"

"Where did it come from?"

"That guy just now, I asked him to borrow it!"

The trio trotted all the way to the main laboratory before they managed to get the attention of the guards, and at this point, Moran had completed his inspection.

"Doctor, the experiment is very good, it would be even better if it could be better!"

"We are still improving, the Dark Water is really the greatest gift from God, we will definitely continue to improve, we just need more input!" The white-bearded old man rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"As long as it can produce results, investment is not a problem, and the professor is not short of that money!"

"Then thank you, Professor!"

"Okay, then I'll take my leave!"

"I'll send you!"

A group of people walked out the door chatting with each other, not noticing that there were three other people staring at them in the corner.

"Sebastian Moran, why is he here?" Watson was puzzled.

"Obviously, he worked for the professor, too!" Sherlock Holmes had just heard it very clearly, and those people had mentioned the word professor several times.

"Let's go, it's best for us to touch it at this time!"

After sneaking into the main laboratory, relying on the guidance of the sign, the three of them successfully found Simsa's younger brother who worked in the genetics department, but the other person looked bad.

"The four guards are staring at him, it seems that your brother is doing well!"

"Okay, I'm in charge of the left side of the door, and you are in charge of the right side of the door, and then I'll get rid of the two inside, can you do it?"

"Of course no problem!"

The two guards standing guard at the door of the laboratory saw the three white coats coming, and they didn't care, still staring intently ahead, so the two were easily put down by Holmes and Watson, and the two in the laboratory saw that their companions were attacked, pulled out the folding stick and rushed out, but what they didn't expect was that these two guys could fight.

Sherlock Holmes came up with a flirtatious kick and a double blow, and finally added a knife to the guard's valve, and Watson took out his sword and first poked the guard's foot hard, and then the handle of the staff hammered directly into his chin.

"What are you going to do?" The thin, thin, glasses scientist on the side asked with an expression that almost cried.

"Marco, it's me!" Simsa removed his mask and looked at his brother with tears in his eyes.

"Sister, why are you here?" The emaciated young man, Marco, was already crying.

"We're here to take you away! Let's go! Sherlock Holmes urged as he shoved the papers on Marco's desk into his pocket.

"Oh, okay, I still have documents in the safe, quick, load them all!" Marco quickly recovered from his joy and began to help clean up.

Just then, an alarm goes off in the lab, and the hapless guy who was knocked unconscious in the locker room by Sherlock Holmes is discovered.

"Quick, let's go!" The group loaded the documents and rushed out in stride.

"Aaron, we're coming out, can you make some noise outside?"

"Roger, our self-detonating drone is online!" Looking at the busy guards in the yard, Aaron smiled and threw the two self-detonating drones out.