Sentiment {BBC Sherlock Fanfic}

Chapter 7.1: The businessman (Case 1)

'So he is that Alan Carlton Holmes?'

Chris mouthed and you rolled your eyes. You guys were inside the laboratory, Chris leaned against the lab desk behind Holmes and you stood in front of Holmes with arm crossed.

"Yes, the name is Alan Carlton Holmes. Nice to meet you, Mr Harrison." He answered while taking off the goggle with a swift move and waited for the result to be printed out. The result will show who was the owner of that fingerprint on the letter.

"Charles Augustus Magnussen."

"Great, so you're charging my boss for your god damn ridiculous deduction?"

"Exactly. " Sherlock replied, grabbing his scarf and left.

"Great, now what do we do?"You sighed, took a seat on a chair.

"Eavesdrop. " Chris replied with a smile, holding two wiretappers.

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Sherlock's P.O.V

Charles Augustus Magnussen?

A businessman who did extremely repellent things.

But why kidnapped Charles?

Why?

What is his purpose?

"Great, so you're charging my boss for your god damn ridiculous deduction?"

If he made all these evidence so obvious, he won't hurt Charles.

Well, at least, not now.

"Exactly."

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"Excuse me, sir. Are you Mr Holmes?" The receptionist asked with a smile. Sherlock then nodded in response, eyes gazing around the room.

"This way please."

Then she led him to his office and closed the door.

Correct, is locked.

"So quick, Mr Holmes." He said, sitting on his black chair with its back faced Sherlock.

"What is your purpose?"Sherlock asked bluntly with eyes that squinted.

"Make myself clear, I want nothing. But!" He turned around with a grin showing on his sickening face. "Just a business deal with you."

"What deal?" Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

"Sure you know, run an errand for me." He took out a silver briefcase and pushed it forward to Sherlock. "Ah! One thing. Mind if I remind you, Dr Charles will be charged with abetting his patients to suicide if you refused." He smiled, then took a pile of paper which have all the patients' information and put them on his table. "Also, they will all be dead in committing suicide."

~Meanwhile~

"Okay. So my god damn boss is a vulgar and I am working for HIM." You growled, taking off the wiretapper. All these times, you work as a reporter is to voice out the righteousness and fight for justice but turn out to be working for a man who is claiming himself on the moral high ground but doing such despicable thing.

"Y/N."Chris sighed, taking off the wiretapper and was going to comfort you. Lucky for Sherlock, you two took out so you both didn't know his secret.

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"Don't give me that look, Mr Holmes. It's just a small thing to you. After all, you could run faster... with your power." Sherlock's eyes widened but then back into normal. It was normal for Magnussen to know or... was it?