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Chapter 1 The Final Case(2/3)

'I'm afraid...' I stood up from my seat and said, 'because we were chatting too passionately, I would delay other important events waiting for me to deal with.'

He also stood up from his seat, looked at me without saying a word, and shook his head sadly.

'Okay, okay.' He finally said: 'It seems very regrettable, but I have indeed tried my best. I know every step of your tactics. There is nothing you can do before Monday. This is a duel to the death, Mr. Holmes.

If you want to send me to the dock, I can tell you that I will definitely not stand in the dock. If you want to defeat me, I can also tell you that you will definitely not be able to do so. If your

Cleverness can really make me face destruction, so please don't worry, you will be buried with me.'

'Mr. Moriarty, you praise me!' I said, 'I will reply to you, if you can be guaranteed to be destroyed, then for the benefit of the entire society, even if I die with you, I will have no complaints.'

"I promise to die with you, but I will not be destroyed by you." He roared angrily, then turned and left.

"This was the extraordinary conversation I had with Moriarty. It is undeniable that it had an unpleasant effect on my mind. His speech was calm and clear, leaving no doubt that he really meant something. He was simply a villain.

It is impossible to do this. Naturally, you will say: 'Why don't you go to the police and monitor him?' Since I believe that he will order his gang to harm me, I have enough evidence to prove that he will definitely do so.

."

"Have you been attacked?"

"My dear friend, Moriarty is a man who is good at taking advantage of various opportunities. At noon that day, I went to Oxford Street to handle some business. I just crossed Bentinck Street and walked to the corner of Welbeck Street.

Suddenly, a speeding two-horse truck rushed towards me. I quickly hid on the pavement to avoid being hit and killed on the spot. The crazy truck rushed through Marylebone Lane in the blink of an eye and sped away.

After this accident, I only walked on the sidewalk, Watson. However, when I walked to Weir Street, a large brick suddenly fell from the roof of a house and was smashed to pieces at my feet. I found it.

I called the police and inspected the place, but I saw slates and bricks used for building houses piled all over the roof. They explained that the wind had blown the bricks down. Of course I knew it, but they couldn't prove that someone was harming me.

After that, I called a carriage and went to my brother's house on Pall Mall, where I spent the day. On my way to your place just now, I was attacked again by gangsters with sticks. However,

, he was knocked down by me and is now detained by the police. My knuckles were scratched when I hit the gangster’s front teeth, but I can tell you with confidence that the detained gangster will definitely not be found out.

Any relationship with Professor Moriarty. I am sure that Professor Moriarty is standing in front of a blackboard 16 kilometers away, answering questions! Dear Watson, before you listen to me

Here, it’s not surprising that when I came to your house, I first closed the blinds, and then asked you to allow me to climb out through the back wall of your house instead of leaving through the front door!”

My friend Sherlock Holmes has always admired me for his fearless spirit. The series of events that happened today are simply terrifying. Now, he is sitting there calmly and methodically recounting the terrifying day.

The horrific experience made me admire my friend even more.

"Do you need to spend the night here?" I asked.

"No, Watson, it's inappropriate for me to spend the night here. It will bring you great danger. I have made plans and everything will go as planned. As far as the arrest incident is concerned, it has progressed to the point where the police can arrest you without my presence.

The extent of the gang of thugs, I just need to testify in court in the future. Therefore, during the period before the arrest, it is obviously best for me to leave this place, so that the police can move freely. If you are willing to go with me

I will be really happy if I can travel to the mainland."

"It happens that the medical department is not busy recently," I said, "and I also have a neighbor who is willing to help. I am very happy to go with you."

"Can we set off tomorrow morning?"

"If necessary, there will be no problem."

"Ha, okay, it's extremely necessary. Then, my dear Watson, these are the secret instructions I give you. Please abide by them, because we are now fighting the most cunning thugs in the world and the most powerful criminal gang in Europe.

Have a duel. Okay, please be careful! No matter what kind of luggage you plan to bring, be sure not to write where it is sent to, and order a trustworthy person to send it to Victoria Station tonight. Tomorrow morning, you call the next person

A two-wheeled carriage, but be sure to ask your servant to take the initiative to ride in the first and second carriages that come to solicit business. You get on the two-wheeled carriage, write the address you want to go to on a piece of paper, and give it to the coachman.

: Go to the Strand end of Lowther Street and tell him not to throw away the note. You pay the fare in advance, and as soon as your car stops, you quickly cross the street and arrive at the other side of the street at exactly 9:45.

At one end, you will see a small four-wheeled sedan waiting there on the street. The driver is wearing a dark black cloak with a red collar. Once you get in the car, you can rush to Victoria Station in time and take the train.

Express train to continental Europe.”

"Where shall I meet you?"

"At the station. We booked seats in the second first-class carriage from the front to the back."

"Then the place where we meet is the carriage?" "Yes."

I repeatedly asked my friend to stay at my house, but he insisted on leaving. It was obvious that he felt that he would cause trouble by living here, which was why he was trying to leave. He hastily talked about our plans for tomorrow, and then

He got up and walked with me to the garden, climbed the wall to Mortimer Street, and immediately called a "whistle" for a carriage, which I heard drive away.

The next morning, I followed Holmes's instructions exactly, taking great care to avoid the hired carriage being a trap specially set by them. After breakfast, I selected a hansom and drove quickly to Lowther.

Street. The carriage I was riding in was running across this street. I saw a tall coachman wearing a black cloak driving a four-wheeled carriage waiting there. I quickly boarded the carriage and he

Immediately I whipped my horse and drove towards Victoria Station. As soon as I got off the car, the coachman turned around and galloped away.

So far, everything is going admirably. My luggage has been put in the car, and I easily found the car designated by my friend, because there is only one car marked "reservation".

At present, there was only one thing that made me anxious and uneasy, that is, my friend Holmes had not yet arrived. I looked at the clock at the station. It would be time to drive in 7 minutes. I was among a group of passengers saying goodbye.

I searched everywhere for the lanky figure of Holmes, but there was no trace at all. I saw an old Italian priest, struggling to speak broken English, trying hard to make the porter understand that his luggage was going to Paris.

At this time, I stepped forward and helped a little, which took a few minutes. Then, he looked around again. I returned to the carriage and found that the porter did not care whether the ticket number was correct or not, and actually moved the elderly man

The Italian priest came to keep me company. Although I tried to explain to him that you should not occupy other people's seats, it didn't work at all. Since my Italian was worse than his English, I could only shrug helplessly.

I raised my shoulders and continued to look outside anxiously, searching for traces of my friend. I thought maybe he was attacked last night, so he didn't come today. As soon as this thought came out, I shuddered all over. All the doors on the train were closed.

, the whistle sounded, at this time...

"Dear Watson!" came a voice, "you have forgotten to deign to say good morning to me."

I was extremely surprised. When I turned my head, the old priest's face had turned to me. The wrinkles on his face disappeared instantly, his nose became straight, his mouth was no longer deflated, and his lower lip no longer protruded outwards.

Suddenly, his glazed eyes became brighter, and his rickety body suddenly relaxed. Then, his whole body shrank again, just like when he got into the car, and Holmes suddenly disappeared.

"Oh God!" I couldn't help but exclaim, "You scared me to death!"

"Tight precautions are still indispensable." Holmes lowered his voice and said: "I have a basis to conclude that they are chasing us. Oh, that person is Professor Moriarty."

The train was already moving when Holmes spoke. I looked back and saw a tall man suddenly breaking out of the crowd and waving his hands as if to tell the train to stop, but it was too late because our train had begun to speed up.

, and left the station in a blink of an eye.

"Because we took precautions, you see, we escaped smoothly." Holmes said with a smile on his face. At the same time, he stood up, took off the black priest's coat and hat for makeup, and put it into the handbag beside him.

"Watson, have you read today's morning paper?"

"No."

"So, you don't know about Baker Street?"

"Baker Street?"

"Last night, our house was set on fire by them, but no major damage was caused."

"My God! Holmes, this is unbearable!" "Since I was attacked by that man with a bludgeon, they have never been able to trace my whereabouts. Otherwise, they would not think that I had gone home. However,

Obviously you were monitored by them in advance, which is why Moriarty came to Victoria Station. You didn't leave any loopholes when you came, right?"

"I will comply with your arrangements to the letter."

"You found the hansom?"

"Yes, it is waiting there."

"Do you know who the coachman is?"

"No."

"Haha, he is my brother Mycroft. When doing this kind of thing, try not to rely on hired people. However, we must now make a plan to prepare for Moriarty."

"This train is an express train, and ships are connected with this train. I think we have successfully gotten rid of him."

"My dear friend, I remember telling you that this person's intelligence is on par with mine. You obviously didn't fully understand what I said. If that person was me, you definitely wouldn't think that I would be fooled by what I'm seeing.

He is stumped by a small obstacle. So, why do you underestimate him so much?"

"What would he do?"

"Whatever I would do, he would do."

"Then what will you do?"

"Rent a car."

"But it must be too late."

"It's not too late at all. This train will stop at Canterbury Station. It usually takes at least a quarter of an hour to get on the ship. He will come to the dock to catch us."

"Then we will be regarded as criminals by others. Why don't we arrest him before he comes?"

"Then my three months of hard work will be in vain. Although we can catch big fish, the small fish and shrimps will run around in panic and inevitably escape from the net. But by Monday, we will be able to catch them all

.No, we must not arrest him."

"How to do it?"

"We'll get off at Canterbury Station."

"Then what to do?"

"Haha, then we go on a trip across the UK, to Newhaven, and then to Dieppe. Moriarty will definitely go to Paris - which I would do in this case, he makes sure that our checked luggage,

Waiting at the station for two days. Oh, Watson, we can buy two felt sleeping bags, so as to encourage the sleeping bag dealers in the countries along the way, and then leisurely pass through Luxembourg and Basel, and visit Switzerland."

Therefore, as soon as we arrived at Canterbury Station, we got off the train immediately. But after getting off the train, we found that the train to New Haven had to wait for an hour.

As the car carrying all my luggage sped away, I was still watching with some frustration. At this time, my sleeve was pulled by Holmes, and he pointed in the distance.

"Look, I'm really chasing you," he said.

A plume of black smoke came out of the Kent forest in the distance. A minute later, I saw the locomotive leading the train through the curve and speeding towards the station. As soon as we hid behind a pile of luggage, the train blew its whistle.

It drove by with a roar, and a wave of heat hit us.
To be continued...
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