When Holmes saw Conan tell the time, he nodded in approval.

“That’s right, it’s the time. Gem thefts are not uncommon in the UK, and there are several such cases every day. But Baker Street is different. It is close to the royal palace. Compared with last month, there are more than twenty gem thefts in Baker Street this month. This is very unusual. Someone is collecting gems in large quantities,” Holmes’ eyes were also shining. He found the key information.

Taking the coat from the hanger, Holmes said to the two people, one adult and one child, who were playing cards on the other side, “Excuse me, the operation has begun.”

At around ten o’clock at night, Holmes and his three companions, like four dark shadows, arrived outside the house where the man in a baseball cap and bell-bottom pants had gone in that morning and disappeared.

Try to stay out as little as possible at night in the UK.

The four of them looked around and found no one, then walked back to the gate.

This time, Holmes took out the wire and inserted it into the keyhole, fiddling with it for a few seconds.

Click!

The door was unlocked and Watson led the way inside, shining the flashlight directly into the dark room.

“No one,” Watson’s voice came, and Holmes and the other two followed him in.

Inside the gate, there is an aisle in the middle, with an open door on each side. Inside is a living room, and then two rooms.

Holmes also turned on his flashlight and began to check the room on the left, while Watson looked out the window, on guard.

“Strange. The accumulation of dust outside is a sign that no one has lived here for a long time, but why are the rooms inside so clean? It seems that they were cleaned not long ago.” Holmes touched the walls and furniture in the hall and was a little puzzled when he saw that there was no dust on his hands.

Conan is doing the same thing as Holmes and has the same doubts.

But within a few seconds, Holmes and Conan both found the problem.

“Disguise,” they both said at the same time

This time Holmes did not speak, but gestured to Conan to explain, “Conan, what do you mean by disguise?”

Conan did not shirk his responsibility and began to explain directly, “That woman is the cleaner here, responsible for keeping this place clean. It is not clear whether she knows about the black market, but she must have some connection with the black market. The black market should be using this method to cover up this place. There should be a passage leading to the outside.”

Conan stated his own conclusion.

At this moment, Watson, who was on guard, suddenly said, “Don’t talk, someone is coming.”

After saying that, Watson turned off the flashlight and walked gently to the edge of the door.

Holmes and the other two squatted down directly against the edge of the window so that they could not be seen from outside.

Two beams of light shot in, swept a few times, and then two men’s voices left while chatting.

When Conan heard the two male voices, his eyes narrowed.