By the time Commander Lake realized something was wrong, it was too late.

No one answered the phone at first, and tried to communicate with the people in the house through the loudspeaker, but got no response, and eventually, he had to personally lead a dozen soldiers to the door of No. 221B, but the knock on the door did not get any response, and in desperation, he had to force the door of the room open.

Immediately afterward, he was stunned.

Because there was no one in the room anymore.

Forehead. No, it should be said, but the two people who should be watched are gone, and what is left is a very beautiful woman, dressed in the simplest underwear, draped in a man's shirt, with a sheet on her legs, sitting in a chair and drinking boredly.

It's the bottle sent a few days ago, and it's quite expensive.

Lake's mind buzzed, he immediately rushed into the back room, and then searched the wardrobe and under the bed, and finally he confirmed that the two big living people he was looking at. Gone!

How is this possible?

"What about people?!" He yelled at the bewitching woman at the table, and at this time, he had no scruples to admire the beautiful figure of the beautiful woman: "What about those two people in this room?!! ”

The woman tilted her head in annoyance, as if trying to stay away from Commander Ryker's voice:

"Shout something, shout something. I don't know where to go. ”

"How did you get there?"

"If you ask that handsome boy. He put on makeup, put on my dress, and cut my hair," and the woman played with her hair, not at all angry, but a little nostalgic for the night spent with the handsome man: "And then he went out generously." ”

Lake's eyes widened: "What do you mean?" You say there's someone, pretend to be you. Out? ”

"That's right."

"A man, pretending to be a man?" The commander looked at the woman's beautiful face, although she had been locked up in the room for 3 days, her face was pale and pale, but it was still very moving, and the angry Lake slapped the table: "Fart, are we all blind?" You look like this, can a man pretend to be you? ”

The woman looked at the red wine in the glass and muttered thoughtfully, "Yes, I look like this. It's not even as good as a man. ”

There was a little resentment in this tone, and a little missing, anyway, she took another drink to herself.

"Don't drink!" The commander didn't quite understand what the woman meant, but he definitely didn't have time to care now, and shouted angrily: "You know that someone went out in disguise, why didn't you tell us?!" Do you know that you are covering up, you are committing a crime! ”

The woman was yelled at all the time, and she was a little unhappy with the strength of the wine, ignoring that there was a big soldier standing behind the other party, and lifted the sheet covering her legs.

I saw that a hemp rope was tied to her feet, and the other side was wrapped around the steam pipe: "I want to go, I have to be able to walk!" ”

Lake looked at the rope, his mind turned into a pot of paste, and he clutched his head in pain. This is a task arranged by His Highness the Holy Son, what can I do?

Of course, in fact, if this lady wants to ask for help, she can also shout, shouting by pulling her neck, or breaking the wine bottle, and sawing the hemp rope with glass, she can easily escape, but when she thinks of the man's gentle request for herself, and the charming demeanor shown from beginning to end, how can she be willing to expose the other party.

Perhaps, this will make the other person remember themselves, and what a wonderful memory it will be to meet by chance on the street somewhere, have dinner together, and catch up with the old days.

"What about the other one? And how did that guy run? ”

Lake asked again with a painful expression, it was already a dereliction of duty for the target to run, and he had to figure out how the two of them ran away, otherwise he would wait to write a resignation letter.

And this question also made the beautiful woman stunned, she remembered that the man who didn't look very good at that time, the guy just walked back into the house, and then disappeared.

Yes, gone, silently.

So, she could only shake her head and respond: "How do I know." ”

A few minutes later, Commander Lake made a nervous phone call and reported the situation.

There was no way, he definitely didn't dare to delay the time after the matter came to this point, and as a result, he naturally got a stern reprimand and a notice to wait for processing.

The news was passed up in layers and eventually soon reached Moriarty's ears. And after getting the news that the two people had run away, he was stunned at first, but in the end he didn't get angry, just sighed and hung up the phone.

Thinking back to Sherlock and all the things he knew about the other party, he had to admit that this guy had given him too many shocks.

He's just a detective, although he's always stressed about it.

But no other detective can do it to his degree

mobilized so many people, and even did not hesitate to let the military force be stationed in the city, but still did not stop that guy, and even ran away without blood.

It seems that it was a mistake to try to block the other party through 'house arrest' at the beginning.

This detective has influenced too much, and what is even more terrifying is that he is just relying on his personal wishes, just pursuing a method of closing a case!

Moriarty had never thought of such a ridiculous thing.

Human beings have never moved forward by individual will, and a whole cannot be changed because of a single individual, even if it is Augustine the Great, a monster who has stood at the pinnacle of power for decades, he also has a huge complex system under his feet to support, army, finances, public opinion, political tendencies, etc., and he is, as the Holy Son of the Holy See, what he has to do must also have the support and support of countless people to run.

The old man who was worshipped as a god also understood this very well, so he announced early that he would leave the stage of history and no longer care about the disturbances of this world.

And if there is a single individual in this world who suddenly wants to change the course of the entire society by virtue of his own wishful thinking, then what is this person?

God?

Or is it a demon?

Moriarty didn't dare to think about it, or rather, he thought too much, at this moment, he was in a study, the table in front of him was full of extremely complicated documents, and soon the coronation ceremony of the new king of the empire would begin, and he would replace the old pope to bring the crown that symbolized the future of mankind for Franklin, and after that, he would logically be called the new pope of the entire Holy See.

It's the general trend, it's the perfect plan, and everything is going according to the best route.

He didn't want any uncertainty at this juncture.

So. What to do?

At that moment, suddenly, there was a knock on the door of his study.

Moriarty knew that the only person who could knock on the door of his room at this time was Moran, so he rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and then said softly: "Come in." ”

There was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

"Well, my old man has bad legs and feet, so I won't salute Your Highness the Holy Son, don't mind."

An old voice came from behind him.

Moriarty's eyes snapped open, and of course he could hear that the voice was not Moran's.

He knew who this voice belonged to, but at this time, the other party could appear quietly in front of his door, which was really beyond Moriarty's imagination.

But when he turned his head and looked at the old beggar at the door, the surprise in his eyes disappeared completely, and he smiled very kindly:

"Although my place looks clean, if I don't want to, even if I send a vanguard regiment, no one will knock on my door."

Saying this, the old beggar seemed a little embarrassed, and rubbed the corner of his torn clothes with his only remaining hand: "I'm really sorry, I've been a little used to it over the years, and I didn't think of this." ”

Moriarty did not continue the topic, and made a respectful gesture to sit down, while he stood up like a junior:

"I wonder what happened when you came to me?"

"Oh, that's it. You should remember the one thing I promised you, right? The old beggar's remaining half of his face squirmed viciously as he spoke: "I said, I can kill someone for you, so. Now, do you have a choice? ”

The window of the study was quietly pushed open by the night breeze, and although the temperature in the early spring night was not as cold as in the harsh winter, it was wrapped in moisture and easily penetrated into the bones of the person, so that the body lost all the warmth in an instant, leaving only a cold piece of the back.

(End of chapter)