"What's the remaining case?"

The woman discovered the omissions in Lu Li's words, just as the blind man discovered the bright spots.

"..."

After a period of silence, the police officer with "Hawkins" on his badge spoke up, intending to solve Mr. Lu Li's trouble.

"Madam, the security on Baker Street has always been very good. I have worked in this neighborhood for five years. The most serious incident that happened was when a maid hid her master's dentures in a milk jug."

"Then, he was unable to eat in time and ended up in the hospital due to hunger. However, it was later proven that it was just a prank and the maid had no intention of committing a crime."

Equating the poor with criminals means either stupidity or badness, and the same is true for the strong connection between the rich and education.

But crimes do occur every day in slums, and the security in wealthy areas has always been good.

Hawkins was right. In the past ten years, there had not been a single vicious case in Baker Street.

Unfortunately, the world has changed.

All kinds of bloody and strange rumors spread wildly among the neighborhoods. People were so frightened that they locked their doors and windows at night and couldn't even sleep well.

At this moment, a little boy suddenly disappeared and disappeared into the thick fog, which was really worrying.

Especially his mother, the lady in front of him, who was looking at Lu Li with swollen eyes.

"Can you provide your ex-husband's address? According to the confession, it seems that his home does not have a telephone installed, or you do not have his number, so we have to send someone over to inquire."

Lu Li said as he handed the manuscript back to Holmes, "To eliminate the ninety-nine percent."

Too concerned?

Female intuition?

Judging from the mother's reaction, she had concluded that the child had an accident and his life was probably hanging by a thread.

The reason why it wasn't death was because she didn't dare to think about it.

Lu Li is more inclined to death.

Out of sympathy, he comforted the other person, saying that there was a 99% chance that the child would still be alive.

Out of rationality, he told himself in his mind that the child had been devoured by some ghost, or that he had been captured by a dark artist like McGarry for evil experiments.

"He lives in the commercial street of the Financial City. Starting from here, even if you take a direct carriage, it will take twenty minutes. Dick cannot go so far alone. This child has always been very well-behaved."

Unexpectedly, the mother became stronger and was able to cooperate with Lu Li's inquiries, and even spoke much more coherently.

As for Dick, it was the name of the missing person, a boy who was only eight years old.

However, Officer Hawkins was a little confused as to why the lady said this. He called the Financial City Police Department and asked them to verify it on her behalf. Wouldn't that solve the problem?

But judging by her tone, it seemed she didn't want the police to find the child's father.

"what do you mean?"

Holmes sat up slightly.

"Stop wasting time. Send everyone and all the neighbors to look for him in nearby blocks, okay? He's still so young and can't walk very far."

The woman sobbed again and whispered:

"Maybe I was tired from walking and fell asleep in a corner protected from the wind."

It turns out that I feel that going through the process is a waste of time.

Everyone accepted this statement.

Lu Li stood up from the sofa and said in a deep voice:

"I will ask the available detectives from nearby police stations to search the surrounding neighborhoods carefully."

"As for mobilizing street citizens to help, this is not realistic, but you can ask if anyone is willing to be a volunteer."

Right now, residents are trying to avoid going out as much as possible, especially in the face of threats to their lives. How many people can make selfless sacrifices?

It is worth mentioning that Lu Li felt that he could satisfy this lady's request by himself.

Therefore, after making the guarantee, he said:

"Can you give me a piece of clothing that Dick has worn? It doesn't matter whether it has been washed or not."

Never doubt a werewolf's tracking ability. Even if it was a piece of washed clothes, Lu Li could still smell it and track his owner.

Of course, the premise is that the other person still has a scent in the world.

Why clothes?

The idea flashed through Madame Eugénie's mind, and she quickly agreed. She divorced her husband many years ago and has always taken care of the children alone. Now her only spiritual support is gone, and she has no ability, so she can only place her hope on others.

It is no exaggeration to say that she would do whatever Lu Li said as long as it was beneficial to finding the child.

Looking at Madame Eugenie's back as she hurriedly left, Holmes motioned to the two police officers to follow her for protection.

The two of them had no objection to the envoy from the detective and followed them directly.

In this world, Scotland Yard's advantages are particularly obvious: it is very willing to follow the instructions of professionals and never has any petty thoughts.

"well."

As the three of them left the apartment that served as a temporary police box, only Lu Li and Holmes were left. The famous detective who always showed his calmness rarely felt a trace of pessimism.

Before Lu Li could ask, he took the initiative and said, "That child disappeared."

"You asked for the clothes to track them by scent, right?"

Lu Li's true intentions are easy to guess.

Therefore, he was not surprised, but Holmes' words did cast a shadow over the operation. The legendary detective said:

Dick disappeared.

Next, Holmes began to explain the principle. As we all know, he has many strange collections, one of which happens to be used to find people.

It was something like a compass, coming from the far east. Lu Li had seen it many times before——

Si Nan.

Drop the subject's hair or blood onto it, and the handle of the spoon will point to the direction of his or her direct blood relatives.

Long before Madame Eugenie reported the crime, Holmes, who had heard about it, went to her garden to pick up a hair.

The handle of the spoon points to the outskirts of the city.

There, Holmes saw a couple's grave, in which the lady's parents were buried.

It stands to reason that Sinan should point in another direction, and the corresponding target is Dick.

"According to your wishes, that prop can even track corpses, but after pointing to the cemetery in the suburbs, it stopped moving..."

"It means Dick didn't even leave a body behind. Maybe he was eaten by some monster, maybe he was transformed into some unknown existence..."

Lu Li restrained his divergent thoughts and raised his eyes to look at Holmes, hoping that he could give a more clear answer.

"No, he disappeared."

"Completely disappeared, no longer in this world, not only on the physiological level, but also on the physical level. If he was eaten by something and turned into nutrients, the location of the murderer would be marked."

"If he was dismembered, the handle of the spoon would rotate back and forth in various dumping places, but it would always be very quiet. As for being transformed into a monster, it is even more impossible. This prop directly locks the soul, even if the soul is sacrificed to the evil god,
Chapter completed!