The Sign of Four - Part Two

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Okay.

Uh John, I did it.

Uh, do I do I just hit stop or

previously on Sherlock and Co.

My son, my son is missing

Tonga Bajois.

He escaped out the window.

Not just once.

If you look closely, that indentation has been repeated and made a number of times.

Looky here now.

Oh yeah.

A box.

Child's music box.

Open it, open it, open it.

Oh, Tonga.

What were you up to, little fellow?

A lot of cash for a kid.

Look.

Holy shiny diamond.

Uh, uh, yeah, clarity and colour.

Uh, decent, uh, nice don't, maybe give one of the other lads a go, you know.

Why would this diamond, this ordinary diamond, according to you, make you feel so uncomfortable, Bernie?

The Shurakula.

Surakula.

Good

heart.

That may well be its kid.

Sorry, what?

What?

What now?

Takes a long time to explain, but basically, that's a very, very rare diamond with one hell of a backstory.

He had been escaping his room at night and had hidden away this box containing that little diamond.

A travel card.

And this.

Wow.

I didn't realize being a 14-year-old was so

lucrative.

Then there's this rather interesting scratch underneath the box.

Four scrapes.

So, yeah.

2,000?

2200.

Oh.

Wait, what's this?

What is it?

In the notes, there's a picture?

Yeah, it's a picture of a woman.

Where did you get that picture from?

From the box.

Why?

I know her.

You know her?

That's Mary.

That's Mary Morstan.

Why does a missing boy in Hounslow have a picture of your ex-girlfriend?

No, hold on.

She's not my ex-girlfriend.

Right.

No, no, of course.

Yeah, I.

Wait.

What is she again?

They were going to have a date, but she didn't arrive.

Can we just...

Please, that is not what happened.

Hmm.

That's exactly what happened.

Right, A.

It wasn't solely a date.

I mean, it had a date-y aspect to it, yes, but I was going to interview her for my podcast.

And B, it's not like she stood me up.

There was a medical emergency that she got got distracted by.

Why were you going to interview her?

Because I was making a show show about Warvets.

Have you not listened to episode one?

Nope.

Uh.

Yeah, I

haven't either.

God's sake.

Do you want an ice cream?

No, thank you, mate.

Okay.

Do you?

No, thanks.

Why don't you want an ice cream?

I just don't really feel like one.

Yeah, summer's over as far as I'm concerned.

None of this Indian summer luck that British people convince themselves of every autumn.

So, um, do you want to call her?

I feel like if you...

I'm going to feel rather stupid being the only one that is eating an ice cream.

Fine, fine, I'll have an ice cream.

I'll have that one.

The red one?

That's an ice lolly, not an ice cream.

Sherlock?

Okay, fine.

Mariana, Christmas decorations are up in some shops.

You can't have an ice lolly.

Well, it's it's red, isn't it?

And Christmas is red.

Santa is red.

Do you want an ice cream?

Please, please stop asking me if I want an ice cream.

Archie, this way.

Who's his friend?

Oh, that thing.

John, that's mean.

That's a dog.

I think Archie just plays with him because it makes Archie seem better looking by comparison.

Look at that thing.

Long-haired, loppieared creature.

Half spaniel, half lurcher, I think.

Oh, look at the way he walks.

Waddles.

waddles.

Oh, oh, he's coming this way.

He's a dog, Mariana.

Oh, good lord.

What on earth is that?

Oh, your new best mate.

What a nose.

What do you mean?

Where he's sniffing.

That's stain.

See?

Well, hopefully, this is motivating you to do the laundry.

No, that stain

is oxymorphone.

Oh, he's a nerck.

Hi, lovely boy.

Hello.

Oh, hello.

What is your name?

Toby.

Hello, Toby.

Oh, oh.

You know, I think I like ugly dogs.

Yes, I think I do.

Ooh, yes, I do.

Oh, hello.

Oh, hi.

Wait, Inspector Forrester?

Hi.

Oh, hey, how are you?

I'm good.

Forrester.

Hi, Sherlock.

Good to see you.

This is Toby.

We just met.

Ah, he's a specialist.

Search dog.

Retired.

That's right.

You don't take a day off the deductions, do you?

I couldn't think of anything worse.

He's good.

He's very, very good.

The Sherlock of Dogs.

Not far off, yeah.

Yeah, he looks like you, actually, Sherlock.

He's restless

and irritable.

Yeah, he, uh, he needs to work, to be honest.

He's been really, really bloody difficult since they adopted him.

He just can't focus without a job or task.

Well, he really is the Sherlock of Dogs.

Remarkable creature.

Truly remarkable.

Aren't you?

Yes, you are.

Uh, excuse me.

What?

There's a podgy little bloke present that can hear you fawning over someone else.

You're admitting you've gained weight, then?

Haha, yeah, very funny, mate.

Hey, what kind of things that he isn't about?

Whatever's required, really.

Obviously, he's pretty adept at explosives and narcotics.

That was his day-to-day work before retirement, eh, boy?

Yeah, but you can get him to search out just about anything.

Noted.

He's retired, Sherlock.

We'll see about that.

Good to meet you, Toby.

Until next time.

Have a good one, guys.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Not being rude here.

How do I know Forrester?

Reigate Squire.

Reigate Squire, of course.

Right, oh, back to the case.

If you could give her a call, John, and we can get this ball rolling.

Who?

Sorry?

Miss Mary Morstan of Turnpike Lane.

And say what?

Oh, hi, Mary.

Sorry we never got together for that date.

Remember the podcast I was going to interview you for?

Great, cool.

Well, it's a true crime podcast now, and a young Indian boy had a picture of you in a box with cash and a diamond, and now he's missing.

See you in a bit.

Cheers.

Well,

yes, I think that should do the trick.

With sarcasm.

I detected a hint.

I really did.

Oh, did you sniff it out, did you?

Like your beloved Toby.

Come on, Arch.

Let's go chase pigeons.

He has duck poo all over his paws.

All right, fine.

Let's clean our paws and then go chase pigeons.

What's the big deal with calling her?

Why are you being such a drama queen?

I'm not.

Because I don't want to, like, stir up sort of feelings.

Yeah, feelings.

Stuff.

stuff and things, you know, all that bollocks.

And you wonder why Better Hope doesn't sponsor the show.

Have you listened to episode one, John?

I edited it, Sherlock.

What do you think?

Yes, but have you listened since?

No, no, I haven't.

And why not?

Because it.

I don't know, self-critical.

All artists are like that.

Artists?

Jeez.

Look at Vincent Van Gogh.

Bloke chopped his ear off.

The only people chopping their ears off in disgust are the listeners.

You're so funny, Mariana.

Eat your stupid ice, Lolly.

But but hold on.

You re-listen to the show loads.

It can't be self-critical.

I just.

I like this version of me, not that one.

Alright?

Cool, thanks.

I'm sorry.

What the hell are you talking about?

She didn't show up, okay?

She didn't show up, and my life was

at a fork in the road, and at that fork, it forked off into a different direction, and I like this prong of the fork.

But

yeah.

Okay,

so you're worried that if you call her...

There'll be another fork situation.

Are you going to fork off?

Don't say fork off.

You said fork off first.

No, I'm saying in that moment, in the criterion,

it changed everything for the better.

You know, I don't want to be reminded of Captain J.H.

Watson.

I'm JPW now.

Who's JPW?

Oh, John Podcast Watson.

It's what the fans call him.

I thought they called him Jonk.

Fine then, fine then.

I'm jonk.

But I am a thousand times happier as jonk.

Okay, and and this girl

I was excited about her.

It was looking promising, but the big man in the sky or big woman decided that we should not be together, and I am all the better for it.

I mean, look at me.

There's duck poo on your leg.

Oh, Archie, this is why we don't jump up.

I do get it, John.

I like I really do.

I guess

I know why I don't go back and listen to the early episodes either.

See?

But

you know.

And I know, and Sherlock, and even Archie knows.

We have to speak to her.

We have to.

A boy is missing, John.

And she didn't reply.

No.

It's fine.

She's read it.

There's blue ticks, right?

There's blue ticks, see?

Look.

Doesn't say when she was last online.

Think she might be one of those people that hides that.

I hate those people.

Yeah, me too.

It's like, you know, I want to know what time you go to bed.

I'm curious.

I'm.

I think you used too many emojis.

Come off it.

You did, John.

I didn't.

That is a normal amount of emojis.

There's like

eight.

Eight?

Oh my god, eight of them.

It's one message.

There is a significance to this woman.

I can feel it.

Is that a hunch?

Or is that based on deductions?

Look at this picture.

Look at it.

Yeah, I've seen it, mate.

You're talking to a bloke whose screen time on her pictures could be measured in hours.

Gross.

I meant in a fawning, admiring way.

Look at her.

The concern she has.

The image is taken on a long lens, maybe 600 mil.

She is unaware of its presence, but seems haunted by some lurking shadow.

Yeah, probably this guy stalking her socials.

Blood drained somewhat from her face, eyelids unalert and drooping.

Cheeks recently sunken from a deficient diet.

Hair unwashed.

Let me guess.

No makeup here in a bun, hoodie?

I.

Yes.

Yeah, it could be something else, Sherlock.

Oh.

Yep.

Right.

If.

if this helps, I agree with Sherlock.

She looks on edge in that picture, definitely.

And her socials.

Not that I check them often.

Are pretty quiet now.

You think maybe she knows something about this boy?

You think.

You think she's involved?

We're about to find out.

Is it her?

It is indeed.

Let me go, okay?

Sure.

All yours.

Open the door, John.

Open the door.

Hey, Mary.

Hey, John.

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It's nice.

Yeah, it's good.

It's good.

Nice size.

You know,

good for us, for the gang.

Yeah.

Very central.

Oh, very, very, very much so.

Centrally, central orientated.

So your podcast, you were saying it picked up.

That's great.

Yeah, yeah,

it's huge.

Huge.

Ugh,

huge.

Huge?

Yeah, yeah, it's

got good listenership,

awards, good write-ups.

Yeah.

That's great.

Is it helping a lot of people?

Is it helping a lot of people?

Troops, veterans.

Oh, oh, no, no, I don't.

I didn't end up doing that particular podcast.

Oh, right.

Yeah, no, so you were going to be the first, um, the interview when we were supposed to

talk about your time army nursing.

Yeah, um, but yeah, no, so you, you didn't, uh,

we didn't meet up, and I ended up bumping into an old friend, actually, in the criterion, believe it or not.

And, uh, yeah, he introduced me to Sherlock.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Right, and what is it that you do, Sherlock?

I'm a consultant detective.

No, yeah, he's serious.

That's what he does.

No way.

Way.

It's great.

And, right, so, yeah, true crime podcast.

Okay, now your message makes sense, sure.

So you guys go hunt down bad guys.

We give it a go, yeah, don't we, Maz, Mazda?

Uh, wait, is that me?

Yeah.

I, yeah, yeah.

I mean, I go most of the time, but I'm, I'm usually also in the office or with other clients.

Really cool.

How's the hospital?

How's the work going?

Yeah, same old.

A lot of pressure, a lot of patients, but I know what I signed up for, right?

Right, yeah.

Yeah.

I actually

know you're not doing the pod anymore, so this doesn't really work.

But when I saw your message, I thought I could talk about my new freelance gig, actually.

Doing mental health work with veterans who really need to be able to do it.

How do you know Tonga Bajois?

Sorry?

The boy from Hounslow.

What are you talking about?

There's a 14-year-old boy missing in Hounslow, in West London.

Okay.

And

we have reason to believe you may be connected to that.

What?

No, wait, sorry, we don't think...

Yeah, no,

not like a negative one.

We're not accusing you.

No, not at all.

Okay.

Cole.

What?

Sorry, what are you doing then?

We're looking for answers.

Answers to what, exactly?

To this.

We found this picture of you in a box hidden in Tonga's bedroom.

This is.

This is mental.

Sorry, I don't get this.

Am I supposed to?

Mental, yes, it seems that way, but once we organise all the details, clarity will surface, I'm sure.

And the details are what exactly?

Like Sherlock said, that picture, this cache.

And this.

What?

Where did you get that?

They were in the box.

Do you Are you familiar with this diamond?

Are you working for him?

Did he hire you or something?

Mary, did who hire us?

This is bullshit.

I'm sorry.

This is.

You can't go messing around in people's lives, okay?

That's really not acceptable.

And just because some guy gives you money, that doesn't mean you have the rights.

He didn't mean to upset you.

I'm not crying because I'm upset.

I'm crying because

I'm bloody angry.

I don't know him, okay?

I don't like him.

I'm not gonna...

Gonna sleep with him or whatever he's trying to get me to do.

Well, Mary, just wait, wait.

We're not working for anybody.

Yeah, sure.

What's this, client detective, confidentiality?

You have pivoted a long way from the Hippocratic Oath, John.

Jesus.

Our client is a mother whose son has gone missing, Miss Morstan.

Nothing more than that, I assure you.

Why does.

Why did

the boy have the diamond?

We don't know.

Can you tell us anything about it?

They're, um, I mean, I'm just repeating what I've been told by somebody else, but they

it's a glaconda diamond.

That's correct.

How do you know that?

Like I say, somebody told me.

Who?

I.

It.

It.

I don't actually want to get involved in this.

I really hope you find the boy, but this.

Mary.

He sends me diamonds, okay?

A guy, he sends me diamonds from India.

I don't ask for them.

I never bloody ask for them, but he just keeps sending them with these notes.

These creepy notes, and I can't.

I just Mary, who's sending the diamond?

Sholto.

Sholto.

Do you still have the diamonds?

I sold some at first, but they they just keep coming.

And I contacted an expert, diamond expert, and he ended up buying them off me.

Who's the expert?

Hello?

Hi, Jonathan.

It's Mary.

Mary Morstan.

Oh, lovely.

Not more diamonds.

I'll have to remortgage.

Let me come answer two ticks.

He's been pretty helpful.

He kind of gets it.

The batch of weirdness of the whole thing.

Hi, uh oh.

Oh, hello.

Hi.

Sorry, Jonathan.

This is Sherlock, Mariana, and John.

Right, yes.

Wow, uh, hello, good to meet you all.

Hello, Jonathan Small.

Hi.

They run a detective agency.

Bugger, me.

Yeah, um.

They have some questions about the

the glacondas.

Ah, of course.

Um,

yes, I think, uh,

tell tell you what I think we pop into the local as we've got the little un with us here tonight.

Grandson.

He's only a year, so uh wouldn't want to wake him.

Ah, let me help you on the steps there.

Very kind.

Thank you ever so much.

Got the indoor prosthetic on, so uh comfort over practicality.

Yes, quite.

At least I do have the right shoes on this time.

Last time I went with one loafer and one slipper.

Oh, I'm sure the pub has seen worse.

Oh, absolutely.

And I know you're on a little researching exercise, but my mantra is one leg on the way to the pub and legless on the way back.

That's good.

That's my rule.

Chop, chop.

Off we go.

You've got me questioning

my position.

They are good-looking diamonds, I have to say.

Ah, spectacular stones from the Sura Kula, I suspect.

God's heart.

Yes, that's right.

Excellent homework.

Gold star for you.

He touched my top.

Yes, it's okay.

We gleaned a thing or two in Hatton Garden.

Yes, they'll know plenty about that.

The true mystery here is the nature of their arrival to you, Mary.

Shelto,

oh, the shadow, we call him, don't we, Mary?

Hmm, yeah.

He follows, hmm, lurks,

feels like he does, anyway.

He made his position very well known at Captain Morstan's funeral.

Captain Morstan, my dad.

Oh, sorry.

Don't worry.

Ten years ago now.

What happened?

Uh, at the funeral, Mary.

Uh, uh, yeah, it was um creepy to say the least, yeah.

Were you there, Jonathan?

I

You know who?

Shalto.

Hmm.

Yeah,

so.

Creepy guy story.

At the funeral, well, after the funeral, actually, a kind of quiet wake, I guess.

A few folks, friends of dad, had come up to me and spoke about him.

A number of them from India.

He worked out there a long time ago.

Yeah, very long time.

I don't really see much of him when I was younger.

I remember a few bits and pieces from when I was really small, but he would always disappear off someplace else.

And then in my mid-teens, when my mum died, he came back to New Zealand to see me through to

leaving home and stuff.

Yeah, so anyway, so I'm at the bar in this hotel where we had this little gathering after we said our goodbyes to dad.

And this guy approaches, Indian old, and out of nowhere, he gets right into my face he's like

like he's trembling and I don't know I I guess I knew what to expect it's a funeral right people aren't expected to hold back but it

there was something about him

he looked so

grateful

he um

yeah

what did he say

he took my hand and

started kissing it oh no Like slobbering, like

making out with my hand.

Oh no.

He was almost panting.

He was so into it.

Oh no.

Yeah, I told you, right?

Creepy.

Anyway, I eventually shake him off and I make a joke about it, blah blah blah blah blah.

And yeah, he says that he's, it was the weirdest thing.

He said, it's safe.

As long as you need it to be, you must come be safe too.

He kept saying.

Sorry, it.

It's safe.

No idea, But I think he meant me.

I don't know.

He was just really worked out.

I reckon he was just saying the wrong things, you know.

He wanted to defend you.

Oh, completely.

From what we gather, correct me if I'm wrong, Mary.

We understand that Shoto seized the Mordstans of some importance.

It may be a rather awkward, perhaps colonial attachment from his ancestors.

Sounds awful, all this, doesn't it?

But this could well be a sort of oath that Mr.

Sholto felt needed to be fulfilled.

Which is ridiculous, right?

Because he's, like, he's super rich.

Sholto?

Yes.

Very wealthy indeed.

Yes.

Ah, before the missionaries re-evaluated the

importance, shall we say, of their white European cohorts,

intermarriage was common.

The Morstans, the Sholtos, and many others have lineages that carry on even now.

Post-1947, so independent and partitioned India, many left of course, but there was always a Morstan presence.

When Captain Morstan came of age, he was very adept at fitting in, I suppose.

At being a supportive and constructive citizen of India.

He was a superb charity worker, of course, and his company did plenty of work in regions in the southeast and beyond, but...

He was never

comfortable in a social sense with the occupancy, shall we say?

His ancestry, the family estate in India.

It didn't sit right with him.

And you knew him, you said?

Briefly.

Jonathan is more of an expert than I am.

Thanks.

A nice work and all that.

Arthur, Arthur Morstan, that is, helped me enormously with my book.

You wrote a book?

Wow, that's cool.

Oh, I've written many, sadly.

Yes, but he was rather helpful during that.

What book did he help with, Mr.

Small?

Jonathan, please.

It was a book called Heirloom.

Nice.

I should give it a read.

Well, if you're struggling to sleep, I'm told it's very good.

Well, if you want, I have about 800 signed copies in the garage.

So, of course, I'd love to oblige.

800, blimey.

Yes, didn't sell all that well, clearly.

As one critique put it, it's a shame Jonathan Small only lost a leg and not both arms.

Oh, bloody hell.

Ah, yes, critics say.

But the um, so the book is about the Subrakula, actually, and how the people of India still revere the stone.

Wait, revere?

What do you mean?

Oh, it uh it will sound like a lot of hocus-pocus, of course, and it's not a widespread belief in India by any means.

It is uh

it's folklore, it's cultural storytelling that we all have:

King Arthur and Beowulf, and all that.

But the diamond that Tonga had,

that is

what I believe it is a fragment of God's heart, yes.

But this is what I don't get.

Why is it fragmented?

And why is Sholto sending them to me, too?

Do we think he killed the boy?

I have to say, that's what popped up in my mind.

A man that unstable.

And

now seeing that diamond.

He does at least live in India, so he's a long way away.

A safe distance.

But I fear his...

his

ferocious lust may be getting stronger.

And somehow Tonga got tied up in all this.

Indeed.

But why?

Why such a valuable little diamond sent all the way across the world?

Yes, it is peculiar and very much a bit of a hot potato politically.

You've seen what Fuss the Kohenor has stirred up.

And possessing the Subrakula, it's Master Stone, it's Alpha.

That would bring

what would it bring?

Nothing but bloody trouble

That and a lot of money from the Indian government to have it back of course they want it back oh goodness yes and so they should have it back so they bloody should better that than stuffed away like the coin ore in some royal household or

behind a glass box for the tourists another one

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And Jaheim, no idea if I'm saying that right.

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Liam in Michigan, you get.

Hello?

Hello.

What's up?

Can't sleep.

Well, I'm doing shout-outs.

That might help you drift off.

Come listen.

Take a pew on the bedster.

What?

Sit on the bed.

Oh.

Where was I?

Shout-out to Liam Michigan.

Liam in Michigan.

That's not his name.

Oh, and his sister Natalia.

It's just rather perplexing, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

This case.

Um, yeah.

Why the rising pitch and your intonation?

Sorry.

You stated something.

Yeah.

But the intonation of your pitch is used when questioning.

Alright, Jesus, yeah.

It is rather perplexing, I agree.

But the whole, you know, Indiana Jones, mystical India thing, it's just...

It's a bit.

What?

It's just a bit...

you know.

No, I don't know.

Not...

Well, I mean...

Not racist.

Not exactly is it racist.

No, I'm not saying it's racist.

It's just...

It's a cultural stereotype, isn't it?

Is it?

Yes.

Why?

Because it just.

It is.

You know, there's...

You know, India is a very big, old country.

It's teeming with folk tales and fables and all that stuff.

And people just...

Maybe it's been exploited over the years to just...

To what?

Oh, would you leave me alone?

I'm just saying, if diamonds went missing in bloody...

Cardiff, we wouldn't be going, oh, the ancient mystical gemstones that forged a nation.

You know, we'd be going,

oh, oh, there's diamonds missing from Cardiff.

Maybe we should check the CCTV in the shopping centre, you know?

You seemed fairly beguiled in the pub when Jonathan was speaking.

Yes, that's because I was two points in on an empty stomach, and he's a good storyteller.

And had his leg chopped off by diamond thieves, for goodness sake.

Why is there a missing boy, and why did he possess an exceptionally rare diamond?

I don't know.

And why did the boy have a picture of the descendant of Captain Arthur Morstan, who lived and worked in the homeland of that very diamond?

Don't know.

And why did the Sholto individual harass Mary upon her father's death at the funeral and express a wish to steal her away to the girl?

I don't know, Sherlock, okay?

Would you like to know?

I mean,

well, yeah, obviously.

Then follow me.

I'm in my pajamas.

That's all right.

No one will see us.

Chop, chop.

Shut up.

On you get.

What is this?

A bike?

I'm not riding a bike in the middle of the night in my pajamas.

No, you're not riding a bike.

I am.

What?

Here.

Sit your bottom in the front basket.

No.

Why not?

Because I'm not a Jack Russell.

Well, the door has locked and closed behind you.

So, either come with me or stand out here in your pajamas.

Oh, look, the volunteer has called last orders.

I wonder what its inebriated patrons will think when they see this.

Yes, alright.

Can you go a little lower down?

I'm finding it rather difficult to see.

Sherlock, swerving all over the road.

Yes, well, I can't see.

Yeah, that's because you put me in a basket on the front of a bloody bike.

Yes, I regret that now.

But hey ho, nearly there.

Nearly where?

Your girlfriend, Mary.

Shut up.

She told us her father died 10 years ago.

Captain Arthur Morster.

It was actually 10 years and two months to be precise.

Like many Navy veterans, he still had access to the storage facilities of the British forces.

When enrolled in such work, you find yourself transported two or three times a year to many different locations around the globe.

These men and women have families, pets and of course possessions.

They rarely buy homes.

They often rent.

So

what do they need to be supplied with?

Storage.

Storage.

One perk of the job is that the Navy in this instance will pay for a storage unit for your things.

After, however, 10 years has passed without a claim or a salary or pension, the storage unit is no longer held by the Navy.

So, why didn't Mary claim it?

She did, briefly, before having it sold off.

But on the storage unit auction site, she was required to provide an inventory of its contents.

Okay.

Ah, heading left down here, off we go.

Wee!

Jesus starts me bumping it.

why don't we go around it?

No time.

No time to go around a speed bump.

Yeah, sure.

Hush now.

Here we go.

Are we stopping?

Yes, we are.

Now shush.

Why sh

the storage unit was bought by this company here.

Storage for you.

Right.

We're going to go and take a look inside.

Sorry, what?

They made the purchase two months ago.

It was delivered to them three weeks ago.

They're forecourt there, you see?

Yeah, and

they haven't processed those units.

Meaning, it's still intact from when it was purchased.

How do you know this?

I came by earlier to check.

Oh, you're ridiculous.

No, I'm not.

Did anyone see you?

Yes.

Hence why I'm returning at night.

Right.

There's a blind spot.

At that back left corner of the warehouse, you see.

Blind spot for what?

Cameras?

Correct.

Well, we're obviously not doing it then.

Why not?

Because we're gonna get caught robbing a place on cameras.

I don't intend to come away with anything, do you?

Then what the f?

What are we doing?

Snooping.

Great.

Great, I was just snooping, Your Honor.

I swear.

Come along.

God.

This way.

Yes, I know.

Once we reach the wall of the warehouse, we shimmy along it.

Until we reach the storage boxes, we're looking for the emblem of the Royal Navy.

Yes, whatever.

Fine.

And

shimmy time.

Oh, God's sake.

Is it there, Watson?

See how the security lights aren't trained at our wall here?

Yes, I see that.

Thank you.

A little further.

Ow!

Caught my pajamas on the wall.

Oh, great.

Great.

Now there's a rip in my arse that's hanging out.

Let me see.

Look.

Oh dear.

God's sake, it's both cheeks.

It would appear we have a full moon tonight.

That is an average joke at best, and you can wipe that smile off your face.

Here.

Right.

Now we sprint from this wall to the storage boxes.

Yes, yes, right.

On three.

One.

Two.

Three.

Stay with me, Watson.

The security light, there's a light on.

Don't worry.

We're nearly there.

Oh, God, I really wish my arse wasn't hanging out.

Here.

Yeah, look, it's here.

Royal Navy, Captain A.

Morse.

Wonderful, Watson.

Let's take a look inside.

What are you doing?

The top latch here and the bottom latch, both unlocked.

Why?

Somebody didn't want to pay for a new lock when this was opened up for the auction.

Why not?

Well,

they're a storage unit company.

So

they don't care what's inside.

They just want to buy more cheap second-hand storage units for their own inventory.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Here we go.

Come.

Okay.

Pretty bare in here.

We are in the storage unit of the late Captain Morstan.

There are some spare tires in the corner, along with some other car-related stuff, engine oils.

Looks like there's a parcel shelf there, too.

Some tools, saw, hammer, spanners.

There's some old picture frames.

I'm guessing Mary took the pictures from them.

Lots of old VHS tapes, some

home video type ones, then some.

Oh, Rain of Fire.

Teen Wolf.

Hey, Anaconda.

Remember that, Jennifer Lopez?

It's not bad in here, actually, is it?

Sherlock?

I already know what's in here.

Do you?

Yes.

I read the inventory.

Well, I'm just explaining to the listener.

What are you looking for then?

Aha,

this.

A lockbox.

Wait, look.

What?

Underneath.

The scratch again.

Like on Tonga's box.

What are you doing?

Trying his birthday.

Nope.

Uh,

ah, aha.

I've got it.

Have you?

I do indeed.

How on earth have you managed to decipher a code from a man that's been deceased for over a decade?

Pass me that hacksaw, will you?

Okay.

Yes.

Very worn down.

Rust and degradation.

Here we go.

Come on.

Come on.

Can I hear people outside?

Nearly there.

Oh my god, I can.

Hurry up, Sherlock.

It's coming along, Doctor.

Don't worry.

My ass is sticking out of my pajama trousers.

How can I not worry?

Ha!

There we go!

What?

What is it?

What's inside?

A note.

Right, okay.

What does it say?

The sign of four

don't move!

Ah, Jesus, please

investigators.

Do not move.

I'm calling the police.

This is private police.

Okay, fine, fine.

I'm calling from storage for you.

We've got two pajamas, they just split at the back.

It's not a weird sex thing.

I think it might be a weird sex thing.

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