[BBCSherlock-Xover] Circus Spy

Chapter 5 Act.05

Act.05

Mycroft leaned on the sofa with his back to the window, looking at Lacon opposite. "I think, you should know, I'm retired..."

"Yes, so you stay out of it." Lacon interrupted Mycroft before he could refuse.

"..."

"If you find out the truth about this matter, I will restore your position."

Lacon didn't understand why the boss forced Mycroft to retire at the last moment. With his ability, he could even surpass Sullivan.Lacon immediately wondered whether the boss suspected Mycroft first, so he was knocked out of the game, but he was afraid that the four corners of the Circus would collapse due to the wrong person, and Sherlock was retained.Fortunately, the fact that Mycroft was no longer in the Circus on the day of the incident made the whole thing a little better.

Evidently, Mycroft was somewhat moved by the condition of his reinstatement.

Lacon looked around the living room, there was no trace of human touch, and it was extremely deserted.

"Where is Lestrade?" The matter of the two of them has been made public in the small circle. After all, one of the four big brothers of the Circus and the chief of Scotland Yard have been running for 15 years. The team leader and the other started when they were young detectives. The two of them together broke the hearts of many boys and girls, and made many people envious.

Mycroft made no attempt to answer him.

Lacon and him were old acquaintances, and seeing that Mycroft didn't want to talk, he changed the subject.

"Think about it, but it shouldn't take too long. Give me an answer at this time tomorrow. Let's go, and take you to the theater."

"I am very happy to be able to occupy the resources of the British government."

"Hmph." Sherlock clasped his hands together on his chin, he knew that Mycroft would definitely agree, he just needed time to adjust his heart that had finally adjusted to the "retirement" state, "What are you going to see? "

Mycroft was afraid that Sherlock would ask this question, and he never wanted to admit that he went to the stage play that Sherlock introduced to him.

Sherlock just glanced at him, as if he knew everything about him, sneered, and got into the car.

The next day, Mycroft met Lacon again in a small hotel in London.

"Charles went to Hungary, only the boss knows?"

"As far as I know, Sullivan is the leader of this meeting."

Mycroft nodded, and said, "Sullivan has a lot of available resources in dealing with Anglo-Russian relations."

Lacan naturally also knew, "But no one can tell the specific situation in Hungary now. We don't know whether Charles was ambushed or the joint personnel were silenced. Because the incident happened suddenly, Lanshere wanted to protect the safety of the remaining personnel. Safe he withdrew all agents operating in Hungary."

"He did the right thing. If the entire intelligence network is involved, the consequences will be even more unimaginable."

"Laufisen is a headache. He will spend more time re-installing new undercover agents. It sounds like Laofeisen is the one who has lost the most this time." So can Loki be ruled out?Lacan thought.

"Perhaps this is the real purpose of this insider?" Sherlock interjected, "Reinstall people he trusts." There is no flaw in this, if you can't do a thorough cleaning, then reinstall some of your own It also makes sense for people to be in key positions.

"Then we're going to focus on those three."

Mycroft nodded. "I'll do my best."

Lacon stood up, and before walking out the door, he looked back, "I will support you with any equipment you need. But if you are caught, don't mention me."

The two Holmes brothers looked at each other and nodded to Lacon.

"I think he still has something to say." Sherlock said to Mycroft, looking at the closed door.

"You said Sullivan had a boyfriend who had betrayed?"

"Yes, it's called Franklin Foster, we all call him FDR, my subordinate, went to Hong Kong to carry out the task of instigating rebellion."

"How did Sullivan react?"

"Tomorrow I will send you the video of that day's meeting. Sullivan was very emotional, but not for FDR, but for the failure of the entire mission. Washington asked us to show favor to Russia and withdraw existing spies in exchange for the United States to attack Iran. Russia is watching with a cold eye. If this mission is successful, then there is no problem even if all the agents are removed."

"The reason for the failure?"

"I don't know yet, the two acted, one died and the other escaped, and the Russian personnel we were planning to instigate were also assassinated in their own safe house."

"Hasn't FDR contacted Sullivan?"

"No." Sherlock looked at Mycroft with a "how could my subordinates be so stupid" expression on his face.

"Don't you believe in his betrayal?"

"Well, there is no reason, his family is very clean."

"So could it be that he discovered Sullivan's details during his relationship with Sullivan and was silenced?"

"This will not only hinder the progress of Hong Kong's actions, but also remove stumbling blocks, killing two birds with one stone?"

"But it cannot be said that there is no possibility of being blamed, that is to say, other people are still suspected. Since there are no clues in Hungary, then go and check to see if there is any information sent back on the day of the accident in Hong Kong."

"Ah."

***

"There was indeed an encrypted message sent back that day and night, but it was deleted immediately. I asked the information commissioner to restore it, but I can't read it with my permissions."

"That is, there was indeed information sent back that night, but it was deleted by one of the three of them."

"Yes, and I checked the entry and exit records that night, and they were also deleted."

"It's conceivable, otherwise he wouldn't have been lurking in the Circus for so long without being discovered."

"But I found out through other means that all three of them were in the office that night."

Mycroft pressed his forehead, "Charles, is that your deductive method?"

"Don't underestimate my thinking hall."

"However, this conclusion does not fundamentally change the situation."

"Don't you think it's strange, why do they encrypt information with high authority? If it's just a simple task report, it should be sent to me."

"Unless they know something more important."

"Yes. And he died because of this information."

"Is there still no news from FDR?"

"Yes, his anti-stalking skills... are from Sullivan..."

Mycroft smiled. Sullivan is not only a computer expert at the Circus, but also a tracking expert. It seems that finding FDR is not so easy.

"I will continue to follow up on this matter. I have already sent the video of the meeting that day to Red Beard, please check it out, there is an unexpected surprise." Sherlock hung up the phone after speaking.

Redbeard is the cocker spaniel that the two brothers raised at home when they were young. Now the two of them specially created a confidential mailbox for the convenience of investigation and communication.

Mycroft opened the video. At the beginning, everyone in the stone room looked serious, and Sullivan even asked Sherlock excitedly why his subordinates would rebel, but Sherlock stated his observations with a blank face. It is also speculated that FDR and Sullivan jointly own a golden retriever, presumably must have seen golden dog fur on his trousers or something.Fortunately, Sherlock didn't point it out clearly, otherwise he would definitely be used by those who cared to make a big fuss.

The next video is when the boss was forced to retire. Sullivan looked at the boss with some seriousness. The boss was thinner than before Mycroft left, and his face was pale with a sad expression. After all, Charles was the person he trusted the most.Laufesen must be very angry that Lansheer withdrew all the lurking personnel in Hungary without discussing with him, completely disregarding the relationship between teachers and students with the boss, and repeatedly aggressively asked the boss whether he should take Lansheer away together.But Lanshere calmly stated that anyone would make such a decision.

Mycroft noticed that Landshel kept flipping the coins in his hand, an inadvertent habit that betrayed anxiety beneath his calm exterior.To make such a huge sacrifice to save the lives of the remaining agents would have to be carefully weighed by anyone else, but under such a tight time, it was impossible for Mycroft to make a decision.

Suddenly, Mycroft noticed the coin in Lanshere's hand.Mycroft paused and zoomed in on the frame, realizing that it wasn't the Queen's profile, but a man's.

As it happened, Mycroft knew the coin, and he knew the man.

Greg Lestrade.

***

Today is the day of Kenneth's burial. As Kenneth's former friend, FDR knew that he could not attend.

Even in the dead of night, it is not enough to take a look from a distance, because he knows Sullivan, and Sullivan also knows him, and he will definitely lay a net there to wait for him.If Sullivan hadn't been the insider, he wouldn't have known the truth, then he must have thought himself a traitor to the Circus, and he would have had to catch him for his defection.

So anyway, he can't go.

FDR stared at the computer screen, trying to find another clue.The current FDR lives in a small hotel in the dirtiest and darkest neighborhood with the most illegal immigrants in London.He regretted that he didn't find a few more addresses for himself in the Three Caves of the Rabbit--addresses that even Sullivan didn't know--although it was suggested by Sullivan, he also laughed at Sullivan. If you don't trust each other, then What else is it called love - it's ironic now that I think about it.

Should at least hide some money.

FDR stood up, trying to move his muscles and bones, but his head touched the chandelier. FDR quickly stabilized it with his hands. This place is really short and aggrieved, and there is no window for a breath of fresh air.

There was a commotion in the corridor outside the house, and FDR suddenly thought that next time he should find a room with a window, otherwise he would have no way to escape.Through the cat's eyes, FDR saw a group of triad-like men in black rushing in, "Get out of the way, let's collect the bills, you are not responsible for any injuries." Shouting, they rushed into the landlord's room.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm, and FDR made up his mind to change to a house with windows.

After midnight, FDR sneaked out of the messy hotel with a poor backpack on his back. As soon as he turned the corner on the main road, he vigilantly realized that he was being followed. It should be two people. FDR walked undisturbed, It twists and turns and intersperses in the passage between tall buildings.Finally got rid of the two people behind him, but FDR found that there were two other people blocking the other end of the passage. When he turned around again, the two people before him ran over panting, blocked his back path, and rushed towards him.

FDR knocked down two, was rubbed on the face, and was beaten. When he was fighting with the third person, he was hit on the back of the head with a "boom" and passed out.

***

"Boss, we brought it to you, do you have any other orders?" FDR woke up as early as they moved him out of the truck, but he had a splitting headache and didn't want to open his eyes, but he still recognized this The voice of the little gangster was the guy who was collecting debts in the hotel.

"It's okay, you go back to rest."

"Yes, boss." The gangsters supported him to sit on a chair, raised his hands, hung them on both sides and tied them tightly.

The voice of the boss, FDR could not be more familiar with.

"Frank, I know you're awake."

FDR barely opened his eyes, the blood on his head flowed into his eyes so that he had to blink hard, and the dim chandelier above his head made him uncomfortable.But he still saw clearly the man in the suit standing in the shadow, because of that figure, he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Pete Sullivan.