【Howard】Stockholm Experiment

Nineteen

6 month 26 day.

Leaflets from nowhere were plastered all over the streets and alleys, with photos of Sherlock wearing a deer safari in the newspapers, and the content of the crimes against him was very clear.

"I swear to God, I didn't do this," Lestrade said to Mycroft.

"Who but Scotland Yard has such precise evidence?"

"I don't know, I said, swear to God, I sure wouldn't want to do that to Sherlock."

Mycroft looked at the group of reporters outside the door, then at the bewildered Lestrade, and said helplessly, "You can arrest, but I won't help."

This is the last compromise of the British government, and it is at the ready.

Mycroft went out to meet the reporters, and Lestrade took the men to the suburbs.

At this time, somewhere in the city of London, Sherlock just opened his eyes when he woke up, and saw John sitting beside him, motionless.

"John?"

He heard Sherlock's voice and turned his head slowly.

John's face was very ugly, with dark circles hanging on his face, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

"Sherlock, I'm dizzy," he said.

Seeing this, Sherlock took out the medicine bottle clearly, and the round white pill rolled down into John's palm.

John stared blankly at the pills until Sherlock brought hot water.He swallowed the pill slowly, looked at Sherlock and smiled, "Sherlock, how do you want me to forgive you?"

You forced me to take drugs and lead to addiction, how can I forgive you?

You took my freedom and hurt my body, how can I forgive you?

You have ruined our relationship for many years, how can I forgive you? !

Sherlock's lips moved twice, but no sound came out.

Seeing this, John stopped talking, and leaned against the sofa to sleep for a while.He found that as long as the drug was stopped, insomnia, dizziness, nausea and even hallucinations would occur, making him restless.

"Go to bed and sleep." Sherlock finally choked out a sentence.

John really didn't want to talk to him, unexpectedly lightened, he picked himself up and walked to the bedroom.

What the fuck! John envisioned dozens of scenarios in his head where he'd beat Sherlock to the ground, all of them because of the goddamn handcuffs.

Look at this man who keeps saying he loves me, but still refuses to let me go, John sneered, that's all.

The evening of July 6.

Scotland Yard searched London upside down, but couldn't find Sherlock.

When Lestrade came back, he was mobbed by reporters, and one question after another made him dizzy.

"What is Sherlock Holmes' motive for committing the crime?"

"Is it the delay in making an arrest because you and Sherlock Holmes have been friends for many years?"

"Is it a sign of incompetence not to catch it for so long?"

"Is the government harboring criminals?"

"Is the homicide that happened a few days ago related to this case?"

"Sorry, ladies and gentlemen, please let me go! Sorry, please let me go!" Lestrade said loudly, struggling to squeeze his way out of the crowd with microphones. At this time, he very much agreed with Donovan. These reporters are best at harassing And random fabrications, it is estimated that tomorrow's newspapers will have headlines such as "Scotland Yard Failed to Catch a Criminal" or "Scotland Yard Covered a Criminal".

If the criminal was an ordinary person, it wouldn't be so much trouble, Sosad.

In the room, Sherlock stood by the window, quietly watching the dark night, and John was fast asleep on the bed behind him.After a while, he turned and put the medicine bottle in John's coat pocket.

Donovan stood by the car, grumbling after he had been on the road all day: "Where did he hide? He's out of town already?"

"do not know."

"People's attention to Sherlock is too high, and he can't be found anymore, so what should I do next?"

"do not know."

"Detective?"

"do not know!"

"...Mr. Holmes' call."

"I don't know... bring it."

"You win," Lestrade answered the phone and said unwillingly, "It seems that if I can't find it, I will be dismissed. Of course, if I can't find it, it will be more embarrassing."

Mycroft on the other end of the phone said something that instantly stunned Lestrade in a very flat tone:

"I know where he is hiding, and I will bring him back with you."