what do you think sherlock

Chapter 40 Doubt
"Come two people, go to the basement with him to support, no matter what, nothing will happen to the crown."

"Get the museum to support some lighting tools ASAP, the sooner the better."

"Take out four people and go to the center of the exhibition hall with me."

Lestrade deserves to be the best detective in Scotland Yard... No, he should be called Superintendent now.

In short, in less than 2 minutes after the accident, the excellent Superintendent Lestrade arranged various emergency rescue measures.

Of course, he has simply arranged various matters, and there is still a certain distance from being comprehensive. For example, if the commander on the scene is replaced by Di Renjie, he will definitely not forget to give Scotland Make a phone call.

Putting it in the modern workplace, this is a typical upward management, and Di Renjie is just a master of upward management. After all, most modern people fail to manage upward and have no job. If Mr. Di Ge failed to manage upward, he might be lost.

"Are you okay, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock patted the dust on his body, but fortunately, it was only stained with some dust.

At the moment when the chandelier fell, he brought Mrs. Hudson to lie on the ground together, and used his body to protect the thin old lady.

"I'm fine, it's just that the fall just now hurt a little." Mrs. Hudson rubbed her arms and stood up slowly:

"By the way, where is John?"

"John?" Sherlock hurriedly looked around, but the light in the exhibition hall was still insufficient at this time, which made it difficult for him to recognize.

"Who's there?" A loud question interrupted his movements, and Sherlock looked towards the direction where the voice came from, which was the center of the exhibition hall, where the stage was.Holding a lantern in his hand, Lestrade was standing there with four police officers. He raised the lantern and gun in his hand with some vigilance, and swayed towards the front.

Under the light of the lantern, the figure of an old lady in elegant clothes but with some dust and blood stains was outlined in the darkness.

It was Mrs. Raglan.

The sudden light made her involuntarily reach out to block the light.

"Mrs. Raglan, why are you here?" Lestrade obviously recognized the other party's identity. After all, as the sponsor of the party, he had a lot of dealings with the other party when arranging security.

"Mr. Superintendent," said Mrs. Raglan in an anxious tone, "come and help me. I remember that Mr. Davidson didn't seem to be able to escape just now."

"What?" Lestrade suddenly had an idea. If the second secretary of the imperial family made a mistake under his nose, it would be difficult for him to explain when he went back: "We will search and rescue immediately, please leave this place to us , no matter what, this place is still too dangerous for you."

"Okay, so I can rest assured..." Mrs. Raglan was interrupted by an old man's voice before finishing her sentence:
"Don't look for it, I'm right here."

"Mr. Davidson, it's lucky that you're fine." Lestrade walked towards the dark place with a lantern in his hand, and soon found old Mr. Davidson who was being supported by Di Renjie.

"Thanks to this gentleman. If he hadn't pushed me away just now, I would have died today." Davidson looked at Di Renjie with grateful eyes.

"It's Mr. Watson again, thank you for your help." Lestrade said equally gratefully.

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of little effort." Di Renjie looked at the two with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that this Mr. Davidson was really insincere, and he said thank you very much, but nothing was born in Di Renjie's soul room. of Creation Aura.

But Di Renjie didn't bother to worry about these things, after all, he saved people out of his heart, not out of gratitude.

He patted the dust off himself and checked the clothes that had been scratched by glass shards.Fortunately, there were only a few small holes in both the clothes and the skin.

"John, are you okay?" Sherlock, who had already noticed this side, rushed over at this time, and asked Di Renjie with some concern.

"It's all right. How are you and Mrs. Hudson?"

"Our situation is not bad." Sherlock briefly talked about what happened to the two of them just now.

"Since everyone has nothing serious, why don't you retreat to the rest area at the edge of the exhibition hall? We have already cleared a clean area there. In addition, please don't leave until the cause of the accident is investigated." Reis Trade said in a relatively soft tone.

"No problem at all."

So, Sherlock and Di Renjie supported Mrs. Hudson and walked to the outside, while Mr. Davidson and Mrs. Raglan were also sent to the resettlement area under the arrangement of the police.

……

With the full help of the staff of the British Museum, the lighting in the exhibition hall was quickly restored to a certain extent.

"How are the injuries?" Lestrade asked the police officers around him.

"Most of them were minor injuries. Only two gentlemen were unfortunately stuck in their veins by shards of glass. They have now been sent to the nearest hospital."

"What about property?"

"Most of the guests have damaged clothes, and the layout of the exhibition hall is basically completely damaged."

"I'm asking about the exhibits." Lestrade pressed the corners of his twitching eyes.

"Sorry, sorry, I just confirmed that all the exhibits lent by the royal family are still safe and sound."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"One war memorial is missing, though."

"Huh?" Lestrade hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"It's not very valuable," the police officer took out a notebook and flipped through a few pages. "It's Captain Nolan Hudson's cipher box."

……

"That's the way it is, so I want to ask your opinions." Lestrade repeated the general situation with Di Renjie and Sherlock.

"You mean, only the cryptex disappeared." Sherlock asked suspiciously.

"That's true. We searched for it later, but we still didn't find it. We also asked the guests, and no one claimed to have seen the cipher box. Considering that the cipher box may not be of high value, I would like to ask, do you have any information?" Are you willing to keep looking for it?"

Lestrade said with some embarrassment. In fact, the search just now had brought him a lot of pressure. After all, the guests present, except for Mrs. Hudson, a military widow, were all either rich or expensive. Knowing that no important items are missing, many people have lost their patience to stay in the exhibition hall.

"Does Superintendent Gu Luo have any orders?" Di Renjie asked a person who cannot be ignored.

"He asked me to go down just now, and told me to deal with the affairs above in person, while he himself led eight police officers to block the entrance to the basement. If there is no major change, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to bother him again. " Lestrade said helplessly.

"He wants you to be the scapegoat." Sherlock asked with some surprise.

"Probably so," Lestrade smiled wryly.

Anyway, if there is a problem at that time, it will be because of Lestrade's execution; if there is no problem, it will be the fault of the superintendent's command.

"So if I insist on detaining these guests, I may have more troubles in the future."

"Understood, totally understandable." Sherlock nodded.

"Although this is the case, I still hope that Your Excellency can hold these people back for a while longer." Di Renjie touched his chin and said.

After such a big change, no one was injured, and nothing was lost. The only thing that disappeared was the cryptex that had brought him a strong attraction...

"I always feel that something is wrong, Sherlock, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)