The three gentlemen quickly ran to the house at the other end, leaving behind one of the victims, Sir Henry, who had already stood up and stared at the huge black mastiff corpse on the ground. Bo Fu slowly followed the footsteps of the three people in front.
After walking forward for about five minutes, the spire of the house was already vaguely visible in the mist. Bo Fu heard the rude curses from the Scotland Yard detective from the other side: "Damn it! He really ran away!"
When Bo Fu walked forward again, he saw Holmes and Dr. Watson rushing into a semi-basement building at the corner of the house. Bo Fu did not show his body, he just stood quietly under the trees outside, because
Due to the shadows of the trees and the mist, people in the house could not see him. Bo Fu looked at Watson supporting a woman. The woman was a little inconvenient to walk, and she could see traces of bandaging on her body, even though she was a little far away.
Far away, and the woman couldn't see Bo Fu standing here at all, but Bo Fu could still feel the huge resentment and hatred in the woman. The three people walked towards the swamp under the guidance of the woman, Bo Fu shook his head
Shaking his head, he stepped into the swamp from the other direction very easily.
Under the bright moonlight, the fog had begun to dissipate at midnight, and the temperature was already very low. Bo Fu walked in the swamp like a leisurely stroll. Every step he took was in a clean place in the swamp - even if it was
A large low-lying pond, when Bo Fu's footsteps fall, a solid block of ice will form where he lands. He doesn't walk fast, but due to the mysterious power, he is actually faster than Holmes and the others.
Approaching their prey faster. Finally, Bo Fu stopped behind a stone, where there were dense bushes and beech trees. Bo Fu stood there and looked calmly at the quagmire ahead - nothing unusual under the moonlight.
The mossy ground...
He just waited quietly. The fog had become very thin. Soon a man broke through the fog and ran towards the right road. This man's face was very cruel, with only a trace of regret in his thin lips and ruthless eyes.
He ran, muttering something in his mouth, and finally stepped onto the dry and solid ground on the other side of the swamp. He turned his head and grinned in the direction of his own house and Baskerville House in the distance. When he
When he turned back and prepared to continue his escape, his pupils suddenly became almost invisible - a huge black dog appeared from the thin mist at some point. Its rectangular snout was dripping with burning saliva, and it looked ferocious.
His huge head and eyes as red as red-hot briquettes were staring at this guy quietly... this guy with the same surname of Baskerville.
Bo Fu saw clearly from the other corner, and he was smiling, "The Baskerville hound found its prey again after many years..." His words came out silently from his lips, Bo Fu waited.
The following is the progress of things.
That cruel man, that expressionless man, that man who committed murder but showed no remorse let out an inhuman scream of terror. He took out a revolver from his pocket and waved it around randomly.
, and then pulled the trigger slowly.
The bullet flew to nowhere. The man was so frightened that even after firing all six bullets in the magazine, he still pulled the trigger. The giant black dog in front of him just looked at the man quietly. Then it started.
Trot... The man quickly tried to turn around on his hands and knees, but the black mastiff quickly pounced on him. Its huge square mouth and sharp and thick fangs bit the man's neck from behind, and then the man again
Amidst the screams - because the bite was from behind and did not bite the trachea, the man could still scream, but his hands could not be twisted behind to resist the attack of the mastiff. This man was so miserable
He screamed, dug his hands into the ground, and struggled hard, but was dragged to the edge of the swamp by the mastiff to no avail.
The huge mastiff held the man's neck, jumped up gently, and led the man into the center of the swamp, and then disappeared like smoke... and the man was trapped like a stone.
The mud swallowed him up. Bo Fu watched all this, and he also watched the mastiff pull out a shimmering human form from the man's body, and then disappeared into the mist that was about to dissipate...
After Bo Fu saw all this, he took out a flat wine bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and then continued to wait. After about fifteen minutes, human voices came from the direction where the man ran.
Come over, it was a woman's voice, full of hatred: "I know! I know he escaped along the wooden pole mark I planted! If only I could pull it out in advance!" Then!
It was a whimpering sound. In the distance, Bo Fu saw Dr. Watson gently patting the woman's back to comfort her, while Holmes and Lestrade were searching for footprints on the ground like owls - they were destined to be disappointed.
Yes, the footprints in the large swamp will soon be covered with mud. Finally, they stood on the hard ground at the edge of the large mire marked by a wooden pole, and sighed a little disappointedly.
Then Holmes screamed. He struggled to grab the trees beside the quagmire, stretched his body hard, and used the cane in his hand to pick up things floating in the middle of the quagmire. Lestrade grabbed Holmes' arm and tied it to him.
A layer of insurance was provided. The cane finally hooked the thing over - it was a hunting hat soaked in mud. The woman took one look and said: "It's his! It's his!"
"Then, this is the final ending of Mr. Stepton... I think we will never see him again." Holmes casually hung his hunting hat on the tree next to him and took a picture.
He clapped the dirt in his hands and said, "I will ask the police to set up roadblocks on all the roads out of the Greenpen Mire, and then I will find a police dog. I think we may be able to find him...
"Lestrade said a little reluctantly.
"I hope so..." Holmes said, and then he made a gesture to indicate that we were going back.
Bo Fu stood in the shadows and watched all this, "It is true, it has always been like this...Then I have to say goodbye too." He turned around silently and left along the way he came.
But when he turned around, he still saw Holmes's slightly frowning brows, his hawk-like eyes looking at the place where the hunting hat was raised, and then his eyes wandered to the other side of the quagmire, his brows furrowed.
Even more powerful.
Bo Fu stopped, turned around to face Holmes and the others again, stepped back silently, and once again hid his figure in the deeper darkness, "It is well-deserved of its reputation? Maybe it is a thief's eye that can detect this trace at night..."
..." Bo Fu also cast his eyes on the place where Holmes was looking - there were traces of the mastiff dragging Stepton. It was not obvious, and under the not-so-bright moonlight, the distance was small.
Not close, but Holmes happened to see it.
Lestrade, Watson and Mrs. Stepton saw Holmes suddenly walking quickly but cautiously around the quagmire, walking towards the hard ground on one side, and followed behind him. What they saw was Holmes bending down.
, looked at the ground carefully, then stood up and looked forward and behind, and finally cast his eyes on the middle part of the quagmire again, and let out a long sigh...
"Mr. Lestrade, there is no need to send police to guard the outer passage. There is no need..." Holmes said, and then he spoke again, "Let us go and see Staples.
Is this the direction where Mr. Tuen keeps his dog? Mrs. Stepton?"
"Please don't call me Mrs. Stapleton, Mr. Holmes. Please call me Bellar..." the woman insisted.
"What did you find? Holmes," asked Lestrade.
Holmes didn't speak. He just pointed to the place where he bent down to look - there was a shallow trace leading directly from the shore to the quagmire. There were several deep but thin ditches in the trace.
He was turned out from both sides. Lestrade raised his head and looked at Holmes. Holmes made a paw motion. Lestrade took a breath... "He is
Being dragged down? Oh my god!"
After more than ten minutes, Lestrade found nothing, and Holmes's eyes became brighter and brighter under the moonlight. He was obviously aroused to some interest, and he quickly walked towards the front - that is where Steppe's dogs were kept.
...........
When they left, Bo Fu also disappeared silently, "Mr. Holmes... the matter is not over yet." (To be continued...)