The prison returned to the cold silence. Although the light from outside did not penetrate in, Watson knew that it was a new morning.

Watson thought back on the actions of the group that had kidnapped him. William seems to know a lot about his abilities. They use Sherlock Holmes's name to threaten him, but from what Behrouz said, Holmes not here. Coupled with an attitude of a man called the boss, if he was the one who gave orders to capture Watson, the boss's attitude was too pointless. Despite sending dozens of people out to arrest him, the boss paid more attention to Behrouz Zakaria than Watson. When Watson asked why he caught him and asked about Holmes. The boss always ignored or deflected the point.

Watson concluded to himself the likelihood that Holmes would be arrested by these people was very low. And even if Holmes was actually captured by these people ...

CLANK!!!

Watson snatched the chains on both arms with a superhuman force. Until the iron chains that bind his arms and body are broken, several chains, weighing more than ten kilograms, fell onto the rocky ground.

CLANK! Clank!

Behrouz Zakaria, standing with his eyes closed, very exhausted, startled by the sound. He gasped, stunned, looking at Watson, who had pulled the iron chains off his legs. Watson's expression was no different from pulling a rope or ripping a cloth. To be honest, even if it is fabric is not easily torn. But here, Watson is pulling out the iron chain piece by piece only left with a steel sleeve on the wrist, and then that gone too.

Bang! Crash!!!

Actions that couldn't seem to be human beings continued. When Watson slammed his shoulder on a steel cell door, just one hit, and the lock was broken. He walked out and stood in front of Behrouz’s gaping mouth, unable to say a single word.

"I'll take you out too."

Watson spoke in Persian and managed to pull off the chains that chained Behrouz one by one. Since the boss pays great attention to Behrouz when it comes to treasure information. So even if those men took Holmes away, Watson has Behrouz as a hostage.

When Behrouz was freed, he immediately collapsed to the ground. The foreign man's legs trembled. Even he did not know whether it was because of the fear of Watson or because he had been tortured for several days until his body was in disrepair. Maybe both.

"Get up." Watson pulled Behrouz’s body to stand.

"Oh wa-wait, I can't, it impossible. Despite how strong you are but they had guns, and there were too many guards."

Watson turned his gaze upon Behrouz, who tries resist from his drag. Then speaks in a low voice.

"By helping you is my own reason. But if you have some thoughts of wanting to get out of here, then show that intention by quieting your mouth and walking."

Behrouz’s lips clenched as he was pressured with cold green eyes. But he moved his leg and followed Watson closely.

When Watson opened the door, he faced four gun-wielding men who were about to break in from hearing chains broke sound. The four of them paused, unable to believe that Watson was really able to break off many chains. The split second they were paused, Watson hit the nearest man's face, one punch, and that man lose consciousness. Then he stole the gun and heavily kicked the chest of the second man. The touch passed through the toe showed that he had broken the second man's rib.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Watson pulled the trigger, accurately firing four bullets into the two legs of the other two men. The two men cried out, no more thoughts of pursuing or hindering Watson.

‘...Watson, don't kill people....’

Holmes's words were Watson's actions. Although he held a gun in his hand, he chose to shoot a position that would not be lethal but at least can stop them. So were the two men who were punched and kicked; they are all alive. That was Holmes's intention.

Watson pulled on the frozen stun Behrouz arm, who unable to endure the shocking scene. Next to the cell is a spiral staircase made of stone. Watson ran up to the end of the stairs and found three wide-open corridors. Each way, Watson saw a door that didn't know where it connects to. When Watson was brought here, he was blindfolded. He turned to Behrouz.

“Do you know the way out?”

“...n...n...”

Behrouz’s mouth shuddered, unable to speak, so he shook his head instead. Watson sensed a gentle breeze blowing from the right side, indicating that there was a door or window to allow the air to circulate. So, he decided to choose that way, but he faced a stairway to the way up when he ran to the end.

"If ... if going up ... will get lost ..." Behrouz said, gasping with a warped expression. And the pain and fatigue accumulated more and more.

When Watson thought of going back to the three corridors. The swift ears heard the footsteps of many coming this way. To avoid fighting that could cause Behrouz collateral damage. Watson decided to run up the stone steps. Halfway through, Watson saw a window made of stone spacing. And at the top of the ladder, William, with another large group of men, aimed guns at Watson.

"You've found a dead end," said William.