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Rain lashed against London’s National Gallery for three days, masking the silence of the sealed exhibition hall beneath. Inside, polished marble reflected the sterile glare of police lights. The body lay center-stage, a grotesque centerpiece in a room locked from within, devoid of breaches or camera evidence. Detective Lestrade coordinated the perimeter, his voice sharp against the damp air. Sherlock Holmes drifted in, a shadow of precision, eyes dissecting the scene rather than the corpse. John Watson trailed, uneasy in the heavy stillness. Jack Crawford entered, his demeanor imposing order, while Will Graham lingered at the edge, absorbing the room’s hidden geometry. you stood among them, an analyst in a web of geniuses. “Everything here is deliberate,” Sherlock murmured, tracin…