At National Antiqueites Museum you were pacing by a display case, interviewing Andy. Dr Michael beside Andy while John and Sherlock looking at different antique.
"when was the last time you saw her?" you asked Andy. Trying ignore the surge of pain on your right shoulder.
"three days ago, um, here at the museum" he answered nervously. You focused for a moment on a partially glass stand that showed off some clay pots. Most were dull even a bit cracked. One shiny teapot, however, stood out among the rest.
"This morning, they told me she's resigned just like that" Andy went on. "Just... Left her woke, unfinished" you glanced at another case with some figurines, then move on to a piece of artwork. You turned back to Andy.
"what did she do last on her final afternoon?" you asked suddenly. He brought the four of you down to the basement archive.
"She does this demonstration for the tourists" he was explaining as he led everyone down.
"A-a tea ceremony. So she'd've packed up her things and just put them in here" He continue as he lead everyone to a section that was already cracked ione and was probably opening it up, but you walked right past and to the end of the corridor. There, at the end of the hall, was a marble statue with the Chinese. It was another number in the same yellow paint as before. It had happen here.
It was dark as you exited the building with Dr Michael, Sherlock, and John.
"We had to get to Soo Lin Yao" you were telling them.
"If she's still alive" added John. You nodded to him and then out of nowhere a separate voice cried out:
"Sherlock! (Y/N)!" someone you know shout out your and Sherlock name. You and Sherlock turn to see Raz was running over and took a moment to catch his breath when he reached everyone.
"Found something you two like" he said after a moment of panting. He turn and trotted off, you, Dr Michael and Sherlock immediately follows. John heads off after them a little more slowly. Shortly afterwards the five of you ate walking across Hungerford Bridge, heading towards the south side of the river.
"Tuesday morning, all you've do is turn up and say the bag was yours" John said out of the blue. You, Dr Michael and Sherlock laugh a little.
"John, forget about your court date" you told him. He looked at you as if the idea was preposterous. You five continue onwards, unaware that the Chinese woman with the dark sunglasses is watching the five of you. At South Bank Skate Park. Raz leads the four of you across the under croft. A boy has just done some kind of clever jump on his pushbike.
"Dude, that was rad!" the girl said.
"If you want to hide a tree, the forest is the best place to do it, wouldn't you say? People would just walk straight past, not knowing, unable to decipher the message" Sherlock explain then Raz point to a particular area on the heavily graffitied walls.
"Ther. I spotted it earlier" Raz said. Almost all the other paint there are slashes of the yellow paint forming Chinese symbols. Some of them are already partially painted over by other artists' tags and pictures.
"They have been in here" You said as you turn to Raz "And that's the exact same paint"
"Yeah" Raz replied the you look at Sherlock, John and Dr Michael.
"John, Dr Michael, Sherlock if we're going to decipher this code, we're gonna need to look for more evidence" you said and they nodded then four of you splited into two you and Sherlock go the left while John and Dr Michael go to the right.
You and Sherlock were walking along the end of a railway line when Sherlock finds an abandoned spray can on the tracks. He squats down and picks it up and runs his thumb over the yellow paint on the nozzle and then sniffs it.
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The Empath and The Consultive Detective (Sherlock Fanfiction)
Fanfiction(Y/N) (Y/L/N) is an intelligent empath she used to solve crimes and capture the killer who did this to the victim, she one of the profession former New Scotland Yard for the crime and she can psychoanalyst and deduce some of the people. Then she mee...
