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Aunt Gwen said I should come by.
Yes, well, tell Aunt Gwen that I have plenty of low ranking officers to deal with on a weekly
basis.
I don't need another one.
She said she dumped you.
She did not dump me.
She used me to crack a case, her officers couldn't even fathom, and now she's fretting
about some PR nonsense.
So, she dumped you.
She did not dump me.
I have a case.
I will be playing my violin in my bedroom.
It's a vandalism case.
Well, it isn't, and it is.
They use something to smash it open first, something heavy.
What?
A bust of Napoleon.
Not quite for us.
Is it?
Yeah, I don't think we've ever done vandalism cases before, because, like John says,
they're always random, they're striking.
I agree with you.
I completely agree with you.
Or at least I did agree with you until two hours and 14 minutes ago.
What happened two hours and 14 minutes ago?
Another vandalism incident.
Right.
Another scene, other side of London, totally untouched, everything in order, but for one item,
a plaster bust of Napoleon Bonaparte.
Fine, fine.
I'm intrigued.
Goodness sake.
You kidding me.
Another one.
Smash the pieces.
Six Napoleon's.
So there's others to get to.
Her brother, a sculptor, had a reliable buyer of most of his work, who then lost their
job and stopped buying his products.
So Mr. Barnagot's wife was given the last finished pieces her brother had when he went
out of business, which were the busts.
Of Napoleon.
Two out of six.
Two of six.
Identical, do we think.
I've seen pictures of the most one and the interior pub I saw on Instagram before they
were broken.
They're identical.
Sherlock, I found it.
The order book.
Yeah, look, right here.
Old slamscaping, Kensington, then two unsolved.
They must have gone to a sister at the pub.
So that's three hour for the six.
Each hawker Chelsea gets bust number four.
J. Brown, lower grove, road, redding, with number five, S. Sandford, Park Road, Chizek,
number six.
Next stop.
Chelsea.
All right.
All the way.
No.
Mr. Hawker.
Oh my god.
Holy shit.
Oh my god.
There's blood everywhere.
Mr. Hawker.
I think he's gone.
Hey.
Hi.
I didn't know you were back here.
How's all you now?
Yeah, I am.
I went to the hospital.
There was.
There's nothing they could do.
Or Mr. Hawker.
Yeah, Horace Hawker.
58 years old.
Deep stab wound.
In the back.
Massive hemothorax rapid hypoxia then cardiac arrest.
Or from his own kitchen knife.
So our guy didn't come armed.
It doesn't look that way.
I agree.
Not a professional job in the slightest random.
Just stick it in him, especially if he was behind the guy.
He could have slashed his throat if he was a cold blooded killer.
No signs of a struggle on his person.
Looks like he didn't even know the intruder was there.
Ran for the door and was.
Yeah, stabbed.
That was, um.
Didn't it only in Bonaparte at least make it out alive?
He did.
Oh, okay.
That's good.
Until he was smashed to pieces outside in a private park.
Shit.
Oh my god.
In a private park.
Shit.
Which is interesting.
At the very least.
The day was a number of things.
I'm not sure interesting would make it into my top five descriptions.
To be honest.
Busts 1, 2 and 3 were destroyed at night.
And what did our vandals.
Vandals slash murderer.
What did our vandals slash murderer do, Watson?
Smash the Napoleon.
No.
What did he do at night to compensate for the lack of visibility?
Light.
Light in the shop.
Light in the pub.
And.
The alleyway.
Behind the beer garden.
Street lamp.
Exactly.
Today he didn't require it.
It was daylight.
But he took the bus and did it outside because of noise.
Exactly.
In Morse, the alarm is already going off.
Same for the pub.
Noise is not a problem.
Light was the problem on those occasions.
So what did our perpetrator gain from the use of light in the darkness?
So.
So he can see?
So he can see.
But see what?
Exactly that, Watson.
Exactly that.
There's something in them?
Not quite.
Not quite.
There's something in one of them.
And we are in a race, my dear companion, to find which one.
But what do we do now?
We act like our plaster-headed emperor friends.
And break apart.
Hello.
Listeners.
You join us in Barkshire Redding to be exact.
We are currently.
What's going on?
We are currently heading in the wrong direction, apparently.
Sorry mate.
We are in Redding, headed as quick as we bloody well can,
to the property of Mr. Josiah Brown at number 56.
Lower Grove Road.
Sherlock, you bought a ticket.
You don't need a ticket.
You don't need to jump the barrier.
I'm overstimulated.
God's sake.
Anton.
Yeah, we've just got off the train.
As Sherlock said, we have broken apart.
Boys, three girls.
Well, boys working in conjunction with girls.
We'll still win.
Mariana and our new friend, Lily Lestrade, have gone to the house
of Mr. Simon Sanford in Chizek, Southwest London.
The owner of bus number six, and we are over here.
In Barkshire, sprinting too, hey.
Oh crap.
Way too crowded taxiering.
We can't wait for this queue.
It's London commuters.
Bloody Londoners.
Of course we're living in the mountains.
Shut up, moosh.
Get out of the way.
The island of mine is only frozen.
God save us.
I'm useless.
Will you all piss off back to London?
The island of mine alone is another.
It's a London.
There's another one.
There's another one.
Ouch.
Bikes.
Bikes.
Sherlock, bikes.
Go, go, go.
Yes.
Okay.
Bikes are quiet.
Wait, queue our code.
Except cookies.
Except terms of conditions.
No, don't email me promotional stuff.
Yes, do email me friends and family this count to get 50% off my ride.
Sherlock, I'm sending you a discount code.
Will you just hurry up?
Ah, approved.
Yes.
Let's go baby.
Ah.
Change.
Oh, sorry.
Sorry.
Number 44.
Number 46.
And 48.
Ah, 50.
52.
54.
56.
We're here.
We're here.
Ah.
Ah.
Ah.
Ah.
Of course, he's got some lines on his front gate.
Excuse me, Mr. Brown, if you're in there.
Hope time for niceties, Watson.
His gate is locked, Sherlock.
Then we open it.
How?
This interface here for the code entry.
Yes, that's what we like.
Nice and cheap.
These have a service setting that allows for maintenance and repairs.
All you have to do is hold down the...
No, that's your lunch.
Hold down, cancel an enter at the same time.
3, 2, 1.
Ah.
And there she goes.
Why do you know this stuff?
For occasions like this.
After you.
Thanks.
Hey, Mr. Brown.
What are you doing?
Saving Mr. Brown's life and possibly ours.
We cannot go to the front door.
Why not?
Because the back door is open.
I can see through this front room window here.
Right to the back of the house.
Oh, shit.
You're right.
Why is the back door open?
Because somebody just broke into it.
Not good.
This way.
Hey, hey, hey.
The door looks fine.
To me.
Now, look.
On the keyhole.
Traces of a resin.
A resin, yes.
Vital for a sculptor's work.
So, he's replicated the key by making a fortified cast of the lock.
And now, he is inside.
With his victim.
Are you talking about Napoleon Bonaparte or Josiah Brown?
Reflecting on the case of Mr. Harker, John.
I fear I'm talking about both.
Mike is recording.
As is this.
Oh, of course.
Bobby Cam.
Hi.
Did you just wave?
Oh, you could record your own adventures with that thing.
Yeah, I'm sure Auntie Commissioner will be thrilled with that.
Deep breaths.
Don't see any signs of intrusion.
Lights are on.
Cars are here.
I think I hear kids inside.
I'd say we're just in time.
Oh, let's hope you're right.
Hello there.
Hello.
Simon Sanford.
That's, that's right.
Yes.
My name is DC Lillie Lestrade.
This is my colleague, Mariana and Metrizora.
We'd like to come in and have a look at your Napoleon Buster, if that's all right.
Oh.
Would that be okay?
I didn't call you.
The police, I mean.
I didn't call you.
No, you didn't.
We're just giving it a once over due to some activity related to vandalism we're seeing.
Oh.
Okay.
Everything all right, sir?
Yes, yes.
Just this way.
My wife just here.
Say hello, Jessica.
Hello.
Like she's being held hostage, look.
Like she's...
Being held hostage.
Being held hostage.
Not quite.
And if you come through this way, these are the children, the girls, are really amazing.
Doing their lovely drawings, you see?
Hi there.
Yes, sir.
And just over here, see the Buster of Napoleon.
Right here on the mantle piece.
In the lounge where he can see us all.
Ha, ha, ha.
Right.
Yeah.
That seems to be all intact.
And have you noticed anything unusual in your immediate area, Mr. Sanford?
Mr. Sanford?
Yes?
No.
Sorry, no.
Nothing.
Nothing.
No?
What about you, Jessica?
Nothing.
No.
Not at all.
No, nothing.
You have a lovely home.
Do you like it here, guys?
Oh, I like your drawings.
What's this?
This statue.
This statue here?
This one?
Looks a bit scary, yes.
But guess what?
In real life, he was very little.
Don't be scared.
But yeah, no.
I really like the look of the place.
Super cute.
Thank you.
Very minimal.
I like that.
I like to be neat.
That just kids.
Best keep the valuable things out of harm's way.
He's right.
He's right there.
Sorry, who's right there?
No, no.
No, she means me.
I'm right there.
If you see, in that instance, I'm right.
Not many others.
I see you have most of your sculptures in the front garden.
And you're...
Oh, you're rear garden.
Oh, it looks beautiful out there.
You like Beppas work?
Yes.
Very much so.
Very much so.
Yeah, I'm with the kids on this one.
Statues in the house would make me jump, I think.
I mean, seen a polian here.
Look at him.
Quite overpowering, isn't he?
For such a minimal space.
Have you noticed anything strange about it, Mr. Sandford?
The Napoleon Basin.
No.
No.
Not at all.
And no one has inquired about it.
They have not.
No.
I see.
I see.
Would I be able to take a hold of that pot?
It's junk.
Hey, how's it going?
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What?
John?
What?
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Through this way.
Okay.
What are you doing?
We're having a kitchen knife.
We're going to return the favor on bar for the late Mr. Arca.
That's a red knife.
You plan on slicing our intruder up and putting him in the toaster.
Don't be disgusting.
Don't be stupid.
Take that knife.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I suspect the bust to be in the lounge.
It's just past the reception room and then an immediate left.
How do you know that?
This house was listed seven years ago and I looked at the floor plan.
Conveniently, it has remained unaltered.
Carol does the same.
Right move addiction.
It's not healthy, mate.
Shh.
This is the lounge through here.
Yeah?
Yes.
Shh.
Shh.
There he is.
Sherlock he's got a hammer.
Yes.
And he has the bust.
Wait.
Wait.
Watson.
I'll just count you him in the act.
No.
No.
No.
No.
No.
What is he looking for?
Let's ask him, Sherlock.
Hello, Bepo.
No, no, no.
Get back.
Put the hammer down right now.
But you can't have it.
Have what, Bepo?
Tell us what you were looking for.
Tell us after you've put the hammer down, maybe.
Move away.
Jesus Christ.
Sherlock, are you okay?
He missed.
It's okay.
I want dummies again.
Stick this thing in you, mate.
Just like you did to poor Mr. Harker.
So do yourself a favor.
Put the hammer down and get on the ground.
Fuck you.
Yeah.
Show him getting, Sherlock.
Bepo.
Stop.
No.
Sherlock.
Sherlock, are you okay?
Sherlock.
I can't.
Hold him.
He's too.
I don't want to do this, Bepo.
I don't want to do this.
Just stop.
I don't want to stab you.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Bepo.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Look at me.
I got you lower lateral quarter of your abdomen.
Okay.
I'm a doctor.
I had to disable you.
You were going to do further harm and get away.
I can't have that.
Okay.
See.
Very little bleeding.
Non-vascular.
Yeah.
No organs.
Just hold this with me.
We're going to wait for the ambulance to get them.
Right.
Sherlock, are we okay over there?
With a bump.
Fine.
Okay.
You call the ambulance.
I'll call Mary-Anne.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Hey.
How's it going?
It's okay.
It's over.
What?
John?
What?
Mary-Anne.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
It's over.
Just say please.
It's important that you reveal as much information as you can.
Okay.
And we can put your case together for you, for your defense.
This isn't about prosecution, first and foremost.
All right.
This is about making sure that you are not going to be misrepresented in court.
All right.
Now I'm going to give you a few minutes to collect your thoughts and there's a glass of water for you just there.
Very unprofessional Sherlock.
How is that?
Exactly.
You.
Getting hammered on the job.
He laughed.
He laughed at many things.
Got you another ice pack.
Thank you.
Quite the shiny you've got.
Yes.
Quite the headache.
It's all coming out in there.
Mr. Harker an accident apparently.
He blacked out in panic and did it.
Yeah.
Sure.
But he is at least honest about the busts mashing.
It's for money.
So he claims.
What's he claiming?
Beppo here says that in the construction of his plaster Napoleon busts, he was asked to elicit some illegal behaviour.
Which was what?
A masked gentleman insisted the item went into Mr. Sandford's Napoleon bust.
Beppo agreed.
He says he thought it was a box containing money.
That was the client that bought all his stuff.
Yeah.
I saw his garden.
Full of the stuff.
Now I see why.
But I don't know if I believe Beppo.
I reckon it was drugs.
I bet he knew it too.
Did someone make him stuff drugs or cash into an Napoleon bust?
Someone paying Sandford that way maybe.
Giving him a very generous gift.
Or they were getting some class A product for a business.
That's all those busts were.
Smuggling.
He makes sense.
Ugly things.
Who'd want that?
But it was what was on the inside that counts.
All along.
Hey.
Hey, I heard a big conversation between you guys.
What was said in English, please?
He hid something in one of the busts.
Did he confirm just one and just on this one occasion?
Yes.
Exactly.
He was paid off to make it happen.
The day after it was sold and shipped, he got a tax bill that was impossible for him.
He needed money.
And, yeah, Beppo here says he had a...
Croll los icottico.
Psychotic collapse.
Or psychotic episode due to the stress of his business.
He couldn't remember which client had received the bust with the valuable inside.
But he knew he wanted them for himself.
So he went to every buyer and smashed their busts to look for his press.
And Mr. Harker got in the way.
So him ran to make a call.
And Beppo grabbed a knife on the counter and stabbed him.
Jesus, we must retrieve the final bust.
Do we think Simon Sandford of Chizik is a drug dealer?
He could be.
What, really?
He has a nice home, wife and kids.
He was just...
unusual.
His behaviors were...
shifty.
He's a dedicated buyer of Beppo's stuff.
But...
Beppo said he had never done this before.
So much so.
He couldn't even remember what client it went to.
Do you believe him?
I mean, now I...
I don't know.
Simon Sandford is hiding something.
We go there and get smashing.
Not that straightforward.
But we will.
Why not straightforward?
We need Beppo's recollection of events.
The truth about Simon Sandford.
Or at least we get as close as we can.
Then it's a warrant.
And we take more than just the bust in Napoleon.
We take the lot.
Indeed.
Well, Lily Lestrod.
Thank you.
For our first ever...
vandalism case.
First and last.
Agatelli Cafe.
Agatelli Cafe.
Oh, mate.
Yes.
I know.
This case is in the bag.
It is in the bag indeed.
So, what do we do now?
Well, Watson Weed.
But...
Well, Watson Weed.
But...
This isn't good.
Well, Watson Weed.
But...
What?
That was...
That was the SD card I was using.
And it's like that's mental.
It's never even being remotely corrupted.
You seem agitated.
Yeah, I probably do.
It's because I'm agitated.
You always get like this with your edits.
Well, no.
I don't.
Actually, because this has never happened before.
Never happened.
So you finally cut together an insightful high quality narrative
of a crying case.
Ha ha ha.
You're not funny.
You've lost nearly all of the Moran arrest.
Like, I've got the police going in the room
because they let me use the body cam footage.
But I don't have hardly any of our build-up to it.
Tracking him down.
You figuring out what apartment he was.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Yeah.
Nothing.
Nothing.
How very curious.
Yeah.
Curiously shit, mate.
That's what...
God.
I do what I do.
I'm...
I'm...
How do I...
I could get some extra content at the court case.
Yeah.
How do I get into the courtroom for him being charged tomorrow?
You wish to view the hearing.
Yes.
The listings are public.
Sebastian Moran's case will be no different
and you get there early to ensure you have a seat.
How early?
Normal case would be 20 or 30 minutes.
Something as juicy as this.
I'd say, three hours, four hours.
I have to wait around for four hours.
Yes, what?
Wow.
Don't, sorry, Lily.
I thought...
Thought what?
I was Mariana.
What a lucky neighbor she is.
Yeah, we're just trying to figure something out.
Actually, Lily, do you know if there's any more police footage
of Moran's arrest?
Yeah.
I'm pretty low-rank.
So...
So...
What?
Go ask Mariana.
She knows more about Scotland Yard than I do.
Thanks.
Just the two of us, then, eh?
Old chum.
Just us and the thousands of listeners.
He's left his emotional support microphone behind, Azzy.
He must be very stressed indeed.
I actually have a recording of my own
and I want you to see it.
See it.
Not here.
See.
Let me...
Put it on the big TV.
Hold on.
This is your body cam footage.
Yeah.
From earlier today.
Simon Sanford's house in Shizic.
The man you believe to be our prolific dealer.
I don't get his details.
Uh, drug references and I tell Aunt Gwen.
That's the rule.
So...
I was going over the events in my mind.
And...
I know that he was hiding something.
I know that.
You were always good at reading people.
And you were as good at reading books.
Yes.
Reading books about reading people.
Yeah.
Well, call mine a natural talent.
If you insist.
Watch this.
Simon Sanford.
Watch the way he behaves.
Watch his children.
And his wife.
This is my colleague, Mariana and Metrizora.
We've certainly not relaxed.
You are in uniform.
Would that be okay?
No.
I didn't call you.
The police like me.
I didn't call you.
No, you didn't.
We're just giving it a once over due to some activity.
Please.
What an absurd thing to say.
Exactly.
And watch his eyes when he says, Hostica.
Yes.
Hello, Jessica.
Hello.
Like she's being held hostage.
Look.
Like cheese.
Being held hostage.
Now, look at the wife.
Jessica.
Hostich.
Not...
Cry.
And I'm...
Oh, curious.
If you come through this way, uh...
These are the children, the girls.
Uh, are really uh, amazing.
Doing their lovely drawings, you see?
Hi there.
Sir.
And just over here.
See the...
The butt of the...
Man, this is the bust.
Right here.
Up here.
On the mantelpiece.
Hmm.
Mantelpiece and the lounge.
But the other busts and things are all garden-ware, really.
No other garrer statues in the house.
Yeah.
But if we believe him to be a drug dealer,
or at least receiving illicit goods,
then his behaviour would understandably be ill at ease.
But this...
There is...
Terror.
Is the Sanford?
Dread.
No.
Sorry.
If he was scared of me, of the police,
I'd see it in his body language.
And hers, right?
But look at them.
Look at that body shape.
Open...
Right up to me.
Wife is right near me.
They aren't afraid of me, Sherlock.
They're reaching out through me.
Pause it.
Stop.
The children's drawings.
Yeah.
They said the bust was scary.
What's under the drawings?
There's something written on the papers underneath.
Yeah, there is.
I don't know if I can zoom.
Oh, oh, I can.
What does that say?
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