The Six Napoleons - Part Three

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She did not dump me. I have a case. I will be playing my violin in my bedroom. It's a vandalism case. What? 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, destructive. 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're kidding me. Another one. Smash to pieces. Six, Napoleon. 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. Barnicott'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 Morse 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. Morse landscaping in Kensington. Then two unsolved. They must have gone to his sister at the pub. So that's three of the six. H. Harker, Chelsea gets bust number four. J. Brown, Lower Grove Road, Reading with number five. S. Sandford Park Road, Chiswick number six. Next stop, Chelsea. Out the way. No, Mr. Harker. Oh my God. Holy shit. Oh my God, there's blood everywhere. Mr. Harker. I think he's gone. I think he's gone. Hey. Hi. I didn't know you were back here. How's all you now? Yeah, I, um, I went to the hospital. There was, there was nothing they could do. Or Mr. Harker. Yeah, Horace Harker, 58 years old. Deep stab wound. In the back. Massive hemothorax, rapid hypoxia, then cardiac arrest. All from his own kitchen knife. So our guy didn't come armed. It doesn't look that way. Ah, 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, did Napoleon bone apart 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. Which is interesting, at the very least. The day was a number of things. Not sure interesting would make it into my top five descriptions, to be honest. Busts one, two and three were destroyed at night. And what did our vandal... Vandal slash murder at. What did our vandal 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 bust 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? What do we do now? We act like our plaster-headed Emperor friends and break apart. Hello, listeners. You join us in Barksha, Reading, to be exact. We are currently... Watson, stay in the way. Currently heading in the wrong direction, apparently. Sorry, mate. We are in Reading, 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 to jump the barrier. I've overstimulated. God's sake. And, yeah, we've just got off the train. As Sherlock said, we have broken apart boys v girls. Well, boys working in conjunction with girls. Kind of. Yeah, we'll still win. Mariana and our new friend Lily Lestrade have gone to the house of Mr Simon Sanford in Chiswick, south-west London. The owner of bus number six. And we are over here in Barksha, sprinting to, hey. Oh, crap. We're a way too crowded taxi room. We can't wait for this queue. It's London commuters. Bloody Londoners. I've got a gust of living in the moment. Shut up, move. Get out of the way. The illusory line is only raising the family's lonesome. God's sake, this is useless. Will you all piss off back to London? The only way to see a more final mode is enough. Ouch. Excuse me. Bikes, bikes, bike higher. Sherlock, bikes. Go, go, go. Yes. Okay, bike acquired. Wait, QR code. Except cookies. Except terms and conditions. No, don't email me promotional stuff. Yes, do email me friends and family discount to get 50% off my ride. Sherlock, I'm sending you a discount code. Will you just hurry up? Uh-huh, approved. Yes. Let's go, baby. Oh, sorry, sorry. The number 44. Number 46. Number 48. 50. 52. 54. 56, we're here. We're here. Oh, of course he's got stone lions on his front gate. Hey, excuse me, Mr Brown, if you're in there. No 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, whoops, no, that's the alarm, hold down cancel and enter at the same time. Three, two, one, 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. Quiet. We cannot go through 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. Here, here, here. The door looks fine. To me. Now, look on the keyhole. Traces of a resin. 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? No, I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. Are you talking about Napoleon Bonaparte or Gesaille 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? You could record your own adventures with that thing. Yeah, I'm sure Auntie Commissioner would 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 here just in time. Well, 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, Marianna Ametrazora. We'd like to come in and have a look at your Napoleon bust, if that's all right. Oh. Would that be okay? But I didn't call you. The police, I mean. I didn't, 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. Aurelia and Maisie doing their lovely drawings, you see. Hi there. Just there. And just over here, see the bust of Napoleon, right here on the mantelpiece in the lounge where he can see us all. 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? 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? The statue. The 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. Neat? That's 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. You see, in that instance, I'm right. Not in many others. I see you have most of your sculptures in the front garden and your, oh, your rear garden. It looks beautiful out there. You like Beppo's 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, I've seen Napoleon here. Look at him. Quite overpowering, isn't he, for such a minimal space? Have you noticed anything strange about it, Mr. Sanford? The Napoleon Basin? Uh, 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... Oh, hold that, God. It's John. Hey, how's it going? It's, uh, it's over. What? John, what? Very honest, it's... It's over. Hi, this is Garolinica from GoalHangers, the rest is football. This episode is brought to you by Clana. When you open your bank app, it's not always clear what you've actually spent and what's still waiting to come out of your account. Some money's gone out, other payments haven't come through yet. 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It's just past the reception room and then an immediate left. How'd 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. Shhh. This is the lounge through here. Yeah? Yes. There he is. Shall I look? He's got a hammer. Yes. And he has the bust. Wait, wait. What's... I just catch him in the act. The hell? No, no, no. What is he looking for? Let's ask him, shall we? Hello Beppo. No, no, no. You get back. Put the hammer down right now. But you can't have it. Have what Beppo? Tell us what you are looking for. Tell us after you've put the hammer down, maybe. Then move away. Jesus Christ. Sure, look, you okay? He missed. It's okay. I won't stop me again. Stick this thing in you mate. Just like you did to poor Mr. Harker. So do yourself a favour, put the hammer down and get on the ground. You fuck you! Get him, shall I? Beppo. Shall I? Shall I? Are you okay? Shall I? I can't hold him. I don't want to do this. Beppo, I don't want to do this. Stop! I don't want to stab you. Stop! Beppo. Hey, 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 there. Right. Sherlock, are we okay over there? Bit of a bump. But fine. Okay, you call the ambulance, I'll call Marianne. Hey, how's it going? It's alright, it's over. What? John, what? Marianne, it's... It's over. Giuseppe, it's important that you reveal as much information as you can. Okay? And we can put your case together for you for your defence. This isn't about prosecution, first and foremost. Alright? This is about making sure that you are not going to be misrepresented in court. Alright? Now I'm going to give you a few minutes to collect your thoughts and there's a glass of water for you, Giuseppe. Very unprofessional, Sherlock. How is that, exactly? You, getting hammered on the job. He laughed. He laughs at many things. Got you another ice pack. Thank you. Quite the shiny you've got. Yes, and 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 Plastinapoleon 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. Why did someone make him stuff drugs or cash into a 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 Beppo here says he had a Kroll lo Psicottico, a psychotic collapse, or psychotic episode due to the stress of his business. He couldn't remember which client had received the bust with the valuables 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. Saw 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 Sanford of Chiswick is a drug dealer? He could be. What, really? I mean, 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 he'd went to. Do you believe him? I mean, now I don't know. Simon Sanford 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 Sanford, or at least we get as close as we can. Then it's a warrant, and we take more than just the bust of Napoleon. We take the lot. Indeed. Well, Lily Lestrade, thank you for our first ever vandalism case. First and last. Bagatelli cafe. Bagatelli cafe. Main. Yes, I know. This case is in the bag. It is in the bag indeed. So, what do we do now? Well, Watson, we... This isn't good. Well, Watson, we... What? What? That was... That was the SD card I was using, and it's like that's mental. It's never even been remotely corrupted. You seem agitated. Yeah, I probably do. It's because I'm agitated. Do 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 crime case? You're not funny, okay? I've just lost like 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've... Figuring out what apartment he was. Nothing. Nothing. Yeah, nothing. Nothing. How very curious. Yeah, curiously shit, mate. That's what... God, what do we do? What do we do? Um... 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 neighbour 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? 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, has he? He must be very stressed indeed. I actually, um, have a recording of my own, and I want you to see it. See it, not hear. See. Let me... Put it on the big TV. Hold on. Here we go. This is your body cam footage. Yeah, from earlier today, at Simon Sanford's house in Shizek. The man you believe to be our prolific dealer. Sure, let him get his details sooner. 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 always good at reading books. Yes, reading books about reading people. Yeah, well, call mine a natural talent. If you insist. Watch this. Watch the way he behaves. Watch his children. And his wife. He's certainly not relaxed. You are in uniform. I didn't call you. No, you didn't. We're just giving it a once over to some activity related to vandalism. What an absurd thing to say. Exactly. And watch his eyes when he says hostage. Say hello, Jessica. Hello. Like she's being held hostage, look. Like cheese. Now look at the wife, Jessica. Not quite. And um... How curious. If you come through this way, uh... These are the children, the girls. Uh, Aurelia and Maisie doing their lovely drawings, you see. Hi there. So... And just over here, see the... The bust of the... And this is the bust up here on the mantelpiece. Mantelpiece. Hmm. Mantelpiece in the lounge. Where he can be. But the other busts and things are all gardenware, really. No other garish statues in the house. Yeah, seems to be... 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. Mr. Sanford. Dread. Yes? 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 for 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? Help us. To binge this adventure in full and without ads, go to patreon.com forward slash Sherlock and Co.