what do you think sherlock

Chapter 95 Julie
"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Sound words come out.

"Okay, then stop screaming." Sherlock slowly loosened Toledo's restraint.

Toledo did what he said and kept his cool after breaking free.

"Are you really from a government department?" He asked belatedly at this moment.

"Of course," Sherlock took out the ID book again and showed it to the other party, "You haven't heard that it's because our department has only been established for a few days."

"It turns out that this is the case. Your certificate looks quite authentic, so I will forcefully believe you first." It is hard to say whether Toledo really believed what Sherlock said at this time, but no matter what, at the moment The two have at least reached a preliminary cooperation intention.

"Tell me about what you saw in the cabinet just now?" Sherlock asked curiously, "Since you read the documents in those cabinets, your expression has become a little strange."

"I" Sherlock didn't say it's okay, as soon as he mentioned the document at this time, he immediately let the fear dominate Toledo again, and the heart that had become a little calm because of the episode just now became turbulent again:

"Those documents seem to record a very terrifying experiment."

Toledo said in a trembling voice, he only felt that his tongue was dry at the moment.

"Terrible experiment?" Sherlock's heart is obviously different from that of normal people. After hearing Toledo's description, his eyes lit up, showing strong interest:

"Then quickly open it for me."

"Ah, no need, why don't we call the police first?" Toledo hesitated.

"Look what this is," Sherlock grabbed a broken phone cord from under the table where the phone was placed, and handed it to Toledo.

"This is?" Toledo looked at the disconnected thread in disbelief.

"Look at this mark, it's obviously cut by scissors. By the way, the nurse's station is so close to where you work, so did you hear the phone ring in the afternoon?" Sherlock asked thoughtfully.

"I've heard the bell," Toledo nodded quickly.

"That was cut from the afternoon to the evening. Considering that you are the only one on duty tonight, it shouldn't be too obvious who the other party is going to target." Sherlock clapped his hands and looked at Toledo:

"So Mr. Toledo, you are in a very dangerous situation now. If you want to protect yourself, we'd better get the evidence immediately and get out of here."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Toledo didn't have any ideas at this time, and he was immediately moved when he heard Sherlock say that he would leave immediately after getting the evidence.

He took out the key from his pocket, and opened the cabinet where the patient's return visit records were stored again.

With the opening of the cabinet door, Sherlock saw the piles of documents at a glance. After he took the few documents placed on the top and flipped through them briefly, he immediately noticed some abnormalities behind them.

"Are all of these documents like this?" he asked Toledo, turning to him.

"That's right, that's why I want to call the police. To be honest, the above content is too weird."

After Sherlock heard Toledo's words, he frowned slightly, and he thought:
[This kind of file seems to indicate that the controllers of the clinic are secretly researching a special thing. Of course, it does not necessarily have to be a specific thing. It may also be a certain technique or ritual. In short, through this specific method, they can Let the sick patient die slowly.
[But why would they do this?Or, do they have a deeper purpose? 】

Currently, there is too little information, and of course it is difficult for Sherlock to draw a suitable conclusion, but right now he doesn't have time to worry about this, and the top priority is to send Toledo and these files out of the clinic.

"Take these." He took a bundle of files, tucked them under his arm with his left arm, and handed the other bundle to Toledo. "Let's go now to the nearest police station."

"Okay," Toledo agreed, overjoyed.
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Dr. Vasili's office is located on the second floor of the clinic. It is not the place where Dr. Vasily does his daily work, so there are not many medical equipment in it. Instead, there are pots of green plants and potted plants.

The emerald green leaves are delicate and charming, and the winding branches are entangled together, like twisted and struggling figures.

In the claustrophobic and dark office, for some reason, a subtle and gloomy air flow passed through, and the leaves of the plants were caressed by the air flow, making a sound similar to screaming and crying.

"Ah," a man's scream came from downstairs, and all the weirdness in the office was paused. Then, as if unified received some kind of signal, there came a sound like some kind of animal in the darkness. The sound of gnawing flesh and blood, rustling, from far to near, came to the door of the office.

"Squeak," as if the door of the dark hell was opened, a gloomy air flow flowed from the room and poured down to the first floor.

A spherical object tumbled along with the airflow, and it fell onto the rotating stone steps, making a "thump-thump" impact sound.

"Did you hear any strange sounds?" Toledo, who had followed Sherlock to the reception hall, stopped suddenly, his ears moved sensitively, and then looked back at Sherlock.

"Shh," Sherlock didn't answer directly, but gave him a silent gesture.

Accompanied by the silence of the two, the reception hall fell into an unspeakable silence, and in this unsettling silence, sounds like wooden balls hitting the ground sounded to the ears of the two .

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

The voice sounded rhythmically, and judging from the volume, it was getting closer to Sherlock.

"Boom,"

There was another crashing sound, but after this sound, the thing seemed to have stopped, and there was no movement again.

"Did it stop?" Toledo looked uneasily at the direction from which the voice came. There was the corner where the reception hall connected to the stairs, and it was surrounded by looming shadows.

Toledo suddenly felt that something was looking at him in the inextricable shadow. He obviously didn't see anything at the moment, but he just felt that something was looking at him.

"Look behind you, let's slowly retreat to the gate." Sherlock had no intention of waiting for the danger to approach. He directed the restless Toledo to slowly approach the gate.

But just as the two were gradually approaching the gate, a strange sound suddenly came from around the corner.

"Grumble rumble."

The sound is both like wooden wheels rolling over the loess road, and like a bowling ball rolling across the fairway.

Sherlock and Toledo stared straight ahead.

A ball-shaped black shadow suddenly rolled out of the shadows, like a basketball that missed the target, and rolled in front of Toledo and Sherlock.

"Julie," Toledo screamed.

Obviously, this is a human head.

she is smiling.

(Sorry family members, the stupid author suffered from acute gastroenteritis, and now he is already stupid. There will only be one update tonight, and two updates if he recovers tomorrow!)
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