Sherlock & Co. - The Six Napoleons - Part Two

Episode Date: March 17, 2026

ANOTHER ONE BITES THE BUST - We have plenty of curious cases come our way. Little problems. Small snags. This one seemed like one of those. Until it didn't. Part 2 of 4 This episode contains swearing, violenceListener discretion is advised. A new clothing store has opened: www.sherlockwear.com For merchandise and transcripts go to: www.sherlockandco.co.uk For ad-free, early access to adventures in full go to www.patreon.com/sherlockandco To get in touch via email: [e-mail] Follow me @DocJWatsonMD on twitter and BlueSky, or sherlockandcopod on TikTok, instagram and YouTube.  This podcast is property of Goalhanger Podcasts. Copyright 2026.SHERLOCK AND CO. Based on the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Paul Waggott as Dr. John Watson Harry Attwell as Sherlock Holmes Marta da Silva as Mariana Ametxazurra Jasmine Kerr as LilyThomas Mitchells as Mr Barnicot Sandra Sacchetti as Mrs Barnicot Additional Voices: Joel Emery Adam Jarrell Written by Joel Emery Directed by Adam Jarrell Editing and Sound Design by Holy Smokes Audio Produced by Neil Fearn and Jon Gill Executive Producer Tony Pastor Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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forward slash Sherlock and Co. Okay. John, I did it. Do I just hit stop or? Previously on Sherlock and Co. We have a lot going on.

with the scale of our current cases. For part one, we don't actually get to the case. Yeah, we meet the person that brings it to us, but you'll understand what I mean when we get to the end. We have this man right at the top of this towering megastructure of crime, corruption, violence, murder. And he just happens to have the surname... Moran.

Sebastian Moran. Moran. You don't know what you've fucking done. You have no idea. What you fucking... We've got nothing to worry about. Witness number one worked closely with Morrison and Williams for a long time. He's got everything on this guy.

Everything. Ah, so key witness is male. Enough. Thank you. We've just got to hold on earth. Make sure he stays in our system and in ourselves. Why do you say that? Because the scale of what Moran and his mates have done is global.

So we brought down a global banking duo group. Basically. Yeah. We have a problem. Check your work email. Dear Sherlock and Co. team, it has been an honour to work closely with you this past year. year. Your invaluable contribution to the capture of Sebastian Moran was the high watermark of our working relationship. I have been informed, however, that my role in your media platform is inappropriate

and has brought unwanted attention and scrutiny on myself and my officers. I must decline to feature on your platform for the foreseeable future Best Dame Gwen Lestrade met police commissioner She said she'd think of something, didn't she? To ensure the link between private consultancy and commissioner's office stays intact

Hello Oh, it's you Finally, I can arrest you Come on then, give me your girly little hands Sorry, please come in Thank you So I'm, I don't think I was introduced in that weird sequence of events, but I'm John Watson. Lily.

Lily. Yeah, D.C. Lily Lestrade. Oh. Two of the six Napoleons. Yeah, this will be four parts in total. Thank you for joining us for it. I apologise for the technical issues and glitches on occasion. This episode contains swearing, vandalism, Italian people

and yeah, I think that's about it. First time I met this, this so-called guardian of the general public. Guess what she did? Go on, guess? Uh, shook your hand and said nice to meet you? No, she vomited into my eyes and then urinated directly into my men. Jesus Christ. In a flustered panic, I swallowed around 10 milliliters of the urine. It was one of the most traumatic moments of my life. All she could do in response to my anguish was laugh. Oh my God, Sherlock, that is awful. It, uh, Lily, why? Just why? I was seven months old. Oh. Oh. So, 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.

How's your brother? Shush. Shut up. Wait, what, brother? She's lying. I don't have a brother. Don't you see? She's young. Her brain has been rotten by TikTok and meta-constructs

and with memes with multiple layers of irony and... and podcasts deliberately designed to come off as informal and parisocial. Oops, drop the listeners. You guys, okay, in there? Enough! I want the police out of my house before I call the police. I have a case.

A case of what, exactly? Fingers crossed, it isn't serious. My doctor friend here will take a look. Sherlock. I will be playing my violin in my bedroom. Well, I keep the window open in there. For ventilation. It was the dog.

I like your podcast. Oh. You do. Oh, thank you very much, Lily. I appreciate that. I like your aunt. Thanks. I'm going to make deuce.

Oh, no, no, you don't have to do that. Oh, no, I need to after all that. What part are you up to? Hmm? In the podcast. Oh, um, you just got blown up. Oh. Yeah.

Love it. Really good. Yeah. That bit wasn't really meant for people's... enjoyment. So you've got three minutes into it. Yeah. Right. Okay. Kettle is on and I've got Mike choices for you. Oh, go on, let's see. Swindon Town, FC, Sherlock & Co. Or caution, hot, then a picture of John. I bought it as a Valentine's gift. To her? No, no, we're not together.

Who was it too? Sherlock? No. But if it's in this flat, who did you buy it for? It was, to me. I'll have the Sherlock and Co one, please. No problem. Yeah, yeah. So, um, what's your case?

What have you got for us? She is a lowly DC. It will be some trivial public indecency, at best. First I've heard of a violin solo with lyrics. Oh, shush. You shush. Ow! Why is your...

your face at the door? Why is your fist at the door? Let's maybe move over this way a bit and we won't be tempted to bang on doors. Ah, the tea has arrived. And here we have it. Oh yeah. Oh, good colour. Thank you. You sure you're not British? It's consuming me like a virus. I talked about the rain with a stranger the other day. Oh dear. Early onset Britishness. Maybe she needs medical attention, John. Yeah, no, so I'll keep my voice down Because he's just going to mock me for being a DC And bringing this to you Sorry, DC is...

Detective Constable. Yeah. You know that. Yeah, just checking. Okay, it's a vandalism case. What? Well, it isn't and it is. It isn't and it is.

How does that work exactly, Lily? Well, last week I got a call from one of the PCs and he says, can I tag you into this incident on Kensington High Street? Very nice. Very nice. I say absolutely. I'll be right there. It's a shot called Morse.

You know it? No. I don't. They sell sort of very grand homeware, garden ornaments, all this sort of hand-sculpted stuff. You're asking the guy with a caution hot stuff mug if he shops at a grand homework store in Kentington High Street. Good point. It's caution hot, not caution hot stuff. So yeah, moose are very old, like 1800s, early 1800s. The shopfront is how it was from back then, so the door and even the windows are listed. I get to the scene and the shop owner is literally bawling her eyes out. Oh, poor woman. Whole front of the shop torn apart. Someone's tried to smash down the door. It's all cut up. They've forced entry. but the front window is completely shattered too, like completely.

They broke in? Through the door or the window? The glass was out on the street, so they broke out through the window. Glass went outwards. An old, like, Victorian window, they'd be cut to shreds. Well, they used something to smash it open first. Something heavy. What? A bust of Napoleon.

Well, right. That is also completely smashed to bits on street level outside. Some of it broken off inside, but it was chucked through the window onto the ground. You can make out maybe Napoleon's eye, a bit of his nose, shoulder, neck. It's a mess. Anyway, I enter the shop, take a further look around, and absolutely nothing is out of place. I can see where the bust has been taken from, back shelf, top left, next to some Roman-style statues, these carvings of fairies,

and these like different marble tiles you can buy. The lights are on in that part of the shop. I asked the owner. She says, yeah, the thief put the lights on. I go, okay. But I can't shake the fact that everything is pristine. Not the window, obviously. Not the door, nor poor bloody Napoleon out on the road,

but everything else, fine. Money? Any money you stolen? Nothing. No money stolen? Correct. So, I mean, just aimless, cruel vandalism? Not aimless. That's my point.

Who is it aimed at? Napoleon Bonaparte? He was the target. Yeah. Right. Okay. Does anyone ask Arthur Wellesley what he was up to that night? Arthur, he was the Duke of Wellington.

He defeated Napoleon at the Battle of... Waterloots. And, yeah, I think that's 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, without motive. I agree with you. I completely agree with you. Okay, so, yeah, there you go.

But we're always open to... 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.

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We are here investigating some rather curious goings on. Someone got smashed in this pub last night. And not in a good way. Yes. No, it was Napoleon. A bust of him. Which has got our little Sherlock senses tingling. That's why we're here.

And I can't not take a pint of Guinness for a spin. You know, they say good things come to those who wait. Well, the marketing people at Guinness did. So, you know, let's crack open a can of shout-outs. Okay. Antonina from Poland, happy birthday to you. A massive shout-out, hug and high-five to Leah Jade from Saipan in the Mariana Islands. Mariana's over there. I thought they would get her excited. Ladies and gents, it's Jamie Thomas from Leamington Spar's 18th birthday.

Can I get a round of applause? Just me, Jamie, sorry. Manisha is going to be graduating from Barts this year. A new doctor in the house, everybody. I'll get Stanford to give you a large whoop at your graduation, Manisha. 16-year-old maiden, you get a shout-out. Have it, enjoy it, take good care of it. A shout-out for Marie Carman in Spain.

Mariana, you're missing some good-ins here. Shout out to Claire in Sligo, Ireland. I hope I've pronounced that right. It is Claire, right? That's a joke. I meant Sligo. They'll confiscate the Guinness, if I get that wrong. A shout out to Alex and Georgia as well.

Lucy Bradbury says, please give me a shout out. I'm Peek. Trust. Okay, Lucy Bradbury. Shout out to Liat and Lihi from Israel. Enormous happy birthday to Zoe, who will be 19 on the 20th of March. She is living it up in Michigan after flying the nest. The South Carolina nest, Carolina, surely not a word, John. But hey, that's surely a pint.

mate. And, uh, yeah. Cheers everybody. Oh, how many? Seriously, how many cases are we done now? Loads, John. And there's never a crime scene in a pub. And then finally, bang. Here we are. Cheers. Yeah, I'm not drinking. All right. Oh, cheers myself. Cheers. John. How's the misses? How's the kids? Oh, Dad Avenue, mate. Yeah, 37-year-old podcast. How about you? Yeah, same. Just drink your stupid drink. Billion Bonaparte bust, shattered to pieces. But why? Excuse me, Mr Landlord? His name is Vince Barnacott.

I will decide on what facts are important, thank you, Lily. Names are important. Surnames, clearly, hence your position. My position? What? At the bottom of the ladder, yeah, cheers, Aunt Gwen. So, Mr. Landlord? Vince.

Mm, yes, Vince. Tell me about your patrons last night. Well, usual crowd. Football on weren't there, so had that on. Then we closed up, normal night. The game would have finished around 925, Vince. Nah, later than that. No. Felt later. Well, it wasn't.

Extra time, then. League game. Quick word. One moment. What do you observe? What do you observe? He's uncomfortable. Nervous laugh. His licences are in order TV rights paid up

No dodgy streams or anything Good I notice alcohol on his breath That'll be it Heavy night The thing is with the time I'm a bit Iffy

Because I was probably doing five or six things At the same time I think Mr Barnacott Judging by your breath And hazy recollection of events You were in fact a bit iffy Because you were drinking Five or six things at the same time

Was this area of the room where the Napoleon bust resided above the fireplace particularly busy? No, I think so. You think so, right. And did you have any patrons in that area of the room that seemed particularly unusual to you? I mean, it's a lambasbooth, though. Do you know what I mean, mate? Christa life. I didn't even want the bleeding thing.

It's the wife's. Your wife bought the Napoleon bust. Yes, of course. Is she French? No. Italian, obviously. Obviously. Sorry, why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte?

Oh, let me call her. Gets a sec. What, you want me to ask? Why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte? Everything okay? Police are here. They got a question. Oh, okay.

Yeah, hi. Why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte? You hear that? He says, why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte? Why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Why is an Italian woman buying a bust of Napoleon Bonaparte? God Almighty.

I didn't buy it. She didn't buy it. She didn't buy it. Can we please, Mariana, do something. That sentence is burning my brain. Mr. Barnacott, if I may. Sure. Salve, signora Barnacott.

My excuse me if I disturb, We're at his pub, we've seen the bust of Rottone Bonaparte. Hi, guys. Yeah, I'm just gonna... Yeah. Unfortunately, don't think the Lattos is isolated. I can't ask you. My brother is a sculptor. I've received the bustle of him.

He was a court of course. He was only a cliente that was really much to do. And the woman, I lost the job and smite to buy the bullettes. So, so you've got a lot of my brother. So, I've done a man. Because I want to be my brother. But when I arrived the moment to buy-in'clock, he had already closed the batentie and everything was,

and all the money was. How did he never. Sey. Seven. So you're not only. So they're both. And I said he was good. Wait.

Wait, he's pretty We've got to be in the bar. Where's the other? Out in a dartino. Oh, I, I'm... Oh, I'm... ...outside. Now.

Why? Because they should have two Napoleon busts here. Yeah, there's one in the beer garden. Right. Why didn't you say that in the first place? Where exactly? Vince? Here?

I should have been right there. Yeah. There's like a landscaping design thing. Right. It's not here. Stolen? No. That doesn't match the pattern, but we do have footprints to this.

Ah, to this back wall here. Gate, there's a gate right there. Where does this lead, Mr Barnacott? Back early behind the pub! Are you kidding me? Another one. Smash to pieces. Sikhs, 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. Barnico'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 Morsewan and the interior pub I saw on Instagram before they were broken. They're identical. But why would somebody want to destroy six identical plaster cast busts of Napoleon Bonaparte? And then the second utterly bizarre act of the vandal...

Is... Is nothing, absolutely nothing. Everything else stays intact. Even when opportunities to steal more, to inflict more vandalism have presented themselves, they have avoided them and stuck to their chosen path. Well, the window broke, didn't it? At the Morse shop in Kensington, that's additional vandalism. Well, that could have been used as an exit strategy,

but also as a means to break the bust apart. Ah, yeah, because the vandal tried inside and it didn't work. Yeah. How's your brain? Busy. Mr Barnacott, when you came downstairs this morning to open your pub, was there anything unusual apart from the shattered bust? I've told you.

Normal night. No, not last night, this morning. Oh yeah, uh, lights were on. The lights were on. Just like the shop. I have two further questions. Well, let's hear them. First for me.

You have a question for yourself? Yes. Why would the vandal move the beer garden bust, then smash it? Good question. Second one for Mr Barnacott. Yep. Where is this sculptor, your Italian brother-in-law? Where is he based?

He's in Stepney. This is D.C. Lily Lestrade, Metropolitan Police. Can you open up, please? Excuse me! What was his name? Beppo. That's what the landlord said. It's short for Giuseppe.

Giuseppe? Hello? This is D.C. Lily Lestrade. Can I just have a quick chat? We're wondering if you could help us briefly. Do you want to work your magic? I could give it a go. I can be right. charming when the moment.

I was talking to Mariana. Oh. Hello. Beppo? We're with the police. But we just need of your help in merit of your products to try to destroy them?

No damage in sectional? Uh, we're just just trying to respond to simple questions. Where are you going? He's a sculptor. He'll work closely with chemicals, turpentines, acetones. Yeah, and...

He wouldn't do those in this tiny little house with poor ventilation. ventilation. We have a studio. Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay. But let's wait for him to come back and we will ask to see his studio, yeah? I see it right now, Watson. Do you? Well...

Hey, Sherlock, off the fence. Get off the fence right now. Now I see it. Are you serious? Look out, Watson. It's the police. Get down. Cases must be solved. We cannot dilly dally. Mariana, what's Italian for, I'm sorry my stupid friend broke his neck,

climbing your fence? Sherlock, we are not in a rush. Sorry, don't agree. Bye-bye. Sherlock! What do we do? I know what I need to do. What's that?

My job. Right. Oh, no, no, can we stop this now? Please, you don't have a warrant to go into this man's property. I'm just chasing a criminal, sir. Who? She means Sherlock. Oh, yeah, that makes sense.

Bye! Yeah, yeah, see you, Lily. Why don't you just say you couldn't climb it? Because that would be a lie. I could if I wanted to, but I didn't want to, because the jeans are new. So it was easier for you to climb and then just let me through the gate. Uh-huh. Yeah, see if that was easier for you, right? Yeah, yeah.

Right, looking into sculpture studio window, I can see Sherlock and Lily and Charles Darwin and Julius Caesar. And I think Greg Wallace, who the hell would buy a sculpture of Greg Wallace? Reserved for Greg Wallace. Yeah, that makes sense, I suppose. Sherlock, I found it. The order book? Yeah, look, right here. He sorts by persona, animalae, or diverso.

Find the persona sales. Pesona, persona, pacholion, Napoleon. Ah, here, the six he made, look. Morse landscaping, Kensington. Then two unsolved. They must have gone to his sister at the pub. So that's three of the six. H. H. Harker, Chelsea, gets bust number four.

J. Brown, Lower Grove Road, Redding with number five. S. Sandford, Park Road, Chiswick, number six. Next stop, Chelsea. Ah, the doorman? Perfect. We're looking for Mr. Harker. He lives in this building, 14 Chelsea Mansion Gardens. He hasn't notified me of any visitors today.

Then could you call him, please? It's urgent. I don't place calls to our residents. Okay, this is our hope there to remain undisturbed unless they notify me otherwise. All right. Mate, look, this is serious. Yeah, just pick up the phone, call him and tell him to come speak to us. Oh, we'll certainly not do that. Okay. The only call I will be placing is to the police.

You called, sir? What, son? How did you? New system were trying out. Very efficient, too efficient, if anything. Is this lanky train enthusiast bothering you, sir? You little. I can remove these people from the building. That's no problem. Oh, thank you kindly, officer. I will, of course, require the resident to confirm that's their wishes.

Please, I think it's better if you just remove them from the building. I have to receive confirmation. from Mr. Harker that they don't wish these people to bother them. That's tricky. Let's give him a call, shall we? Oh my God. Right, go. Mr. Harker!

I've got the place to me. I'm unlocking the daughter. All right, out of the way. Oh, my God, there's blood everywhere. Mr. Harker. Mr. Harker, my name is Lillie Lestrade. Can you hear me? Let me have a look.

Let me. Mr. Oh, shit. Shit, cardiac arrest, no pulse, not breathing. Chest compressions. Yeah, count me. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Come on.

One, seven, eight, nine, ten. I'm not, there's not... What is it? I'm forcing blood out. There's... Oh my God, knife wound has nicked his lung. This isn't gonna help. Shit, shit.

Um... What do we do? He's... Oh God, I can't think. Um... I can't oxygenate his blood because the plural cavity is collapsing his lung and it... He's drowned in his own chest cavity. I need...

If I could drain it, then the compression's... John. Would... Yeah, that would take... There's no time. There's no... There's no time. I think he's gone.

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