what do you think sherlock

Chapter 26 Politics
The huge steel monster galloped through the pitch-black underground tunnel, becoming the only source of light and heat.

However, after running for 4 minutes, a beam of light from the sky appeared in the distance. It illuminated a small area underground, dazzling but abrupt, and took away the charm of the monster. This seemed to annoy the monster. The wanton rumble turned into a low hum until it stopped with a whimper.

McCoff got off the gradually stopped train, and then more than a dozen members of the Secrecy Bureau in black round hats and black trench coats walked out of the carriage.

In a pitch-black underground tunnel, a beam of light was already abrupt enough, but what was more abrupt than this beam of light were the two figures who fell into the beam of light.

Lawton and Popov.

Of course, Mycroft didn't know Popov, but the various traces on the other party's body were enough for him to determine the other party's identity.

"Your Excellency, Lord Lawton has a stab wound in the heart, but fortunately, the wound is not too deep and not fatal, but we still need to send him to the hospital as soon as possible; as for the spy, he is dead. There were several gunshot wounds, and the fatal wound was preliminarily judged to be in the neck."

"Send Lord Lawton to the hospital immediately." Mycroft waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Several subordinates responded, and immediately found the stretcher from the compartment.

Mycroft moved a few steps slowly, and walked to the side of Roton and Popov who were still lying on the ground, looking at the bodies of the two people, where they fell, and their surroundings.

The long chasing distance, the gun fired several times in Rodon's hands, and the blood stains on Rodon's body all showed how tragic and fortunate the battle just took place here.

Lawton, who was helpless in front of the second-order transcendent, luckily killed his opponent with his own firearm.

Before the transcendent enters the fourth level and completes the qualitative change, there is not much difference between the body and ordinary people, especially for the extraordinary who still maintain the human form, there are very few who can resist bullets with their physical bodies before the third level.

Therefore, in the extraordinary world, it is not uncommon for low-level and middle-level extraordinary people to be killed by ordinary people's guns, artillery or even cold weapons such as swords.

But those circumstances are actually relatively special. Those superhumans who died in such a useless way were either supernatural beings whose abilities favored assistance, or superhumans who were not very good at using abilities, but neither of these two obviously would and should not appear On a spy chief.

The only explanation is that Lawton was lucky enough to catch him off guard while the other party wasn't paying attention, thus killing him.

This is a theoretically plausible explanation, but McCoff still has some doubts in his heart.

He felt that Mr. Spy's expression was wrong when he died. It was not an expression of panic and astonishment, but more like fear,
What is he afraid of, death?or something else...

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"Mr. Watson," Lestrade trotted over. He had just received a call from Scotland Yard. The other party informed him of what happened at Paddington Station, but concealed the contents of the Secrecy Bureau.

"In short, the Russians have all been arrested, and Lord Lawton is out of danger." Lestrade said a lot in one breath, and finally concluded.

"That's really a blessing among misfortunes." Di Renjie sighed.

"Then we are now?" Lestrade looked at Di Renjie with some joy. He has made a lot of contributions to this case, although most of them are due to Di Renjie's credit, but Scotland Yard will not care about these, they are Only recognize the result.

Di Renjie saw Lestrade's eyes, he shook his head, and looked at Sherlock again.

Sherlock glanced around and put down the objects in his hands: "There are many clues here, but the person the clue points to has been solved, so..."

He shrugged and gave a wry smile.

"Then let's go back," Angelina said as she came out of the interrogation room. There were two corpses there. They were the two waiters whom Di Renjie had met before.

"Please lend me a carriage, Mr. Detective. I want to take them to sort out the remains first, and then deal with their funeral affairs."

"My honor, ma'am." Lestrade immediately arranged for his subordinates to act.

"Thank you."

Angelina took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her pocket, and after being roasted by the flames, it gave off a strong smell of tobacco.

She took a deep breath and looked at Di Renjie:
"Mr. Watson, I have to deal with some things during the day today and tomorrow. How about making an appointment at dinner time tomorrow?"

"Of course," Di Renjie agreed, the common sense about the extraordinary world was finally settled.

"Your car is here," a police officer drove a carriage to the basement door, interrupting the conversation of several people, so they put down their work first, and helped Angelina use the two corpses After the white cloth was covered and loaded into the carriage, Angelina followed the carriage and left, while Sherlock and Di Renjie also bid farewell to Lestrade.

After leaving James Town Road, Di Renjie and Sherlock called a two-seater carriage.

"Go to Whitechapel subway station." Sherlock told the driver.

Taking a carriage directly from Jamestown Road back to Baker Street is not an economical decision, so the pair will go to Whitechapel tube station first, and then take the Metropolitan Underground Line back to Baker Street.

"What a busy and fulfilling day," Sherlock stretched.

"I don't know when Lord Lawton came to see us in the morning, did he expect that he would be lying on a hospital bed in the afternoon?"

"It's such an unfortunate encounter," Di Renjie sighed, "Fortunately, all this has finally come to an end. I have already started to miss Mrs. Hudson's afternoon tea."

"Come to an end? John, don't you forget that we have to help Mr. Disraeli track down that letter?" Sherlock said in surprise, and then looked at Di Renjie with some concern, forgetting Not so good for detectives.

"But things have changed again now, haven't they?" Di Renjie looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock: "Do you think the appearance of these spies will clear the suspicion of Mr. Prime Minister?"

"Hahahaha, Sherlock, it turns out there are things you don't know," Di Renjie said with a cheerful smile. Of course, this sentence was mostly meant as a joke, after all, he had long known that Sherlock's knowledge system was rather academic.

"Is my analysis wrong? John, you know, I'm not good at these."

"Sherlock, the reason is actually very simple." Di Renjie shook his head and analyzed: "Think about it, why did Mr. Disraeli ask us to check this secret letter? The reasons are nothing more than these."

"First, we are the witnesses of the secret letter. It is more secure for him to entrust the matter to us."

"Second, we are detectives outside the police system. Once we take over, it means that Mr. Disraeli and the entire Conservative Party have cast a huge vote of no confidence in the present Scotland Yard. Believe it or not, even if Without what happened in the hospital today, tomorrow the journalists will be interviewing us a lot under the cues of the Conservatives."

"Thirdly, they want to use our upcoming news to expose the scandal of Mr. Lestrade's administrative punishment, so as to arouse public concerns about the too close relationship between the cabinet and Scotland Yard."

"Fourth, Sherlock, have you forgotten your own identity?"

"What identity?"

"Mycroft, this case involves not only Scotland Yard but also the Bureau of Secrecy, so asking you to investigate is equivalent to doing a favor for Mr. McCoff, allowing him to change from being passive to being involved in the ensuing turmoil. initiative."

"It turned out to be like this?" Sherlock touched the tip of his nose with his fingers, "Then what is their purpose? To let Mr. Gladstone step down?"

"Resign? Of course it is impossible. This evidence is not enough to make the Prime Minister resign, but it is enough to make the public's support for the Liberal Party drop a lot, but more importantly, "

"Scotland Yard must pay the price for its 'unreliability'. Some gentlemen in important positions may have to leave, and the new gentlemen, Sherlock, guess how many of them will be with you?" The Conservative Party has close ties?"

"John, this is incredible." Sherlock looked at Di Renjie in shock, "How did you do it? Is this your reasoning?"

Di Renjie shook his head with a wry smile. He looked at Sherlock and said meaningfully:

"reasoning?"

"No, that's not reasoning, Sherlock."

"It's politics."

(Sorry there is only one update today~ I went to the hospital during the day because I felt a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, the update was unexpectedly normal a few days ago, and there is no debt. I will work hard to make up the missing chapter today~)

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