Mr. Inspector

Lestrade had already begun to feel sorry for Princess Susannah before he was notified of the mission.In his opinion, it is impossible for the prime minister to do such absurd things as sex with pigs in public in order to save her, and if the princess cannot be rescued, her life will be in serious danger.He even felt a pity in his heart, and felt that the princess had become a sad victim of politics.

What a princess, approachable and kind, why did she encounter these things?

Now that he had learned the news that he might find the princess, his mood suddenly became clear.The speed of the car has also been accelerated again and again, trying to rush to Scotland Yard as quickly as possible.

……

Upon returning to Scotland Yard, Lestrade felt a different atmosphere from the past.Donovan walked towards him in a police uniform, followed by several familiar faces.

"What's the situation over there?" Lestrade hurriedly inquired about the information.

Donovan's face was serious, "We traced it based on the IP address of the uploader of the video, and now we have targeted a suburb of Greenwich."

"Greenwich..." Lestrade frowned and looked at the time on his watch, calculated the distance from Scotland Yard in his mind, and said, "There is still time to get there."

"Let's go now." Donovan motioned him to follow him, "I can't wait any longer."

Lestrade didn't delay any longer, and quickly followed her steps.

Scotland Yard dispatched most of the police force in this operation, because the victim is a member of the royal family, and they must ensure the smooth completion of the task.

Of course, some police forces remained at Scotland Yard to avoid accidents.

Sitting in the back seat of a police car, Lestrade hurriedly flipped through the messages on the Internet, and found that many people had a tough attitude. They believed that Britain must not lose face. The criminal was angry, and some people even said that they would let the criminal stand up and fight him one-on-one... Of course, there are still a small number of people who think that Princess Susannah should be rescued at all costs. After all, human life is at stake, and the dignity of the prime minister can be put aside.

Looking at these messages one after another, Lestrade felt that he was in a complicated mood.He doesn't know how much the public's voice will affect the prime minister's decision-making, or the current attitude of the royal family-he just thinks that all of this is too absurd.From morning until night, the whole of Britain was watching eagerly, and the impact was unprecedented.

There is a very unreal feeling...

Mr. Inspector pinched his thigh fiercely and forcibly turned his attention back.Now is the critical moment to save Princess Susannah. I can't continue to think about it indiscriminately. Saving people is the most important thing.

After understanding this, he let out a breath slowly, and turned his gaze out of the window.

……

According to the address sent by Scotland Yard, he drove forward until he arrived at a school that had been abandoned for a long time.This is a relatively remote place, and it looks empty and desolate to the eye.

The police officers jumped out of the car one after another, fully armed, walking in unison and compactly.After the leader made a gesture, he rushed in with a gun in his hand.The police officers behind quickly followed up and rushed into the dilapidated school together.

Go in from the ground floor, go upstairs in unison, and after knocking open a rusty iron door, everyone takes aim with their guns——

"Damnit!" A policeman cursed, dropped his goggles, and fell hard on the gray-white ground.

Lestrade also pulled off the goggles he was wearing, his face was very ugly.

I saw a chair a few meters away with a model of a person tied to it. Otherwise, the surrounding area was empty. Where was the shadow of a princess?

Donovan stood beside the inspector, and concluded concisely: "I was tricked."

"Yes." Lestrade replied.

Now it seems that the person who kidnapped the princess must have expected them to come here, and hereby teased them for a while.

Just as the group of them were about to go back home, there was a muffled sound from behind the door, and the nerves in their heads instantly tensed up again.

"There is movement—"

As soon as a police officer finished speaking, there was the sound of hurried footsteps on the ground with high heels, someone was fleeing here...

They reacted immediately, raised the guns in their hands with serious faces, and quickly chased them out.No matter who it is, you must first confirm your identity.

From the second floor all the way down, until they chased to the grass next to the ground floor, the woman in black who suddenly appeared was arrested on the ground.

The woman paralyzed on the grass with a pale face, then hurriedly took out a press card from the pocket of her suit jacket, and explained in a trembling voice: "I am a reporter from the Daily Telegraph..."

The policemen stopped their attacks, and couldn't help cursing a few words in their hearts, thinking they were fucking fucked up.At such a juncture, I don’t know if it’s courageous or ignorant to investigate the news information...

Donovan watched what happened with a frown, then took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, glanced at his eyes, and said to Lestrade beside him: "The mission failed, it's time to go back."

Lestrade no longer cared about the reporter who appeared out of nowhere, and turned his head to look over, "Another notification?"

"No, just let us go back." Donovan put the phone away, "It's not just Scotland Yard that's in chaos now, and it's not just us who are anxious."

They just need to be on standby, and the rest can't be controlled too much.

"Where's this reporter?" Donovan suddenly turned his gaze to the woman in a suit who was still limp in the grass.

"Take them back together, we'll talk about them later," Lestrade said.

……

On the way back to Westminster, Lestrade received bad news.He hastily turned on the mobile phone he carried with him and glanced at it, his complexion immediately became bad.

The message came from Edman, who was still in Scotland Yard, telling him the follow-up to the kidnapping that had just happened.

Just now, after their mission to search for criminals failed, a TV station received a package containing a freshly amputated finger, with blood still remaining at the cut.

It's the princess' finger...

Edman also sent a link to what he said was a newly uploaded video on YouTube.

Lestrade quickly opened the link, and then silently watched the short 5-minute video. Looking at the oppressive dark green background and the hysterical face of the princess, his mood became terrible.

"Fuck..."

The scum who shot the video actually cut off one of Princess Susannah's fingers as a threat to Scotland Yard's operation, and said that if any similar search and rescue happens, the ticket will be torn up immediately.

Things got tricky, and the brutality hit everyone's nerves.

……

Lestrade returned to the Scotland Yard offices to find everyone there.

Edman sat in his office chair, shook his head helplessly at him, and whispered in frustration: "It can't be saved."

It is now 10:[-] in the afternoon, less than [-] minutes before [-]:[-].

Scotland Yard was completely silent, and it is estimated that the Minister of the Interior and his elders are also watching.A spokesman for the royal family said that he believed that the current prime minister could make a wise decision.As for the Prime Minister's Office, no one has yet come forward to give an explanation.

Lestrade opened the webpage, browsed quickly, and found that most people had changed their views.From resolutely refusing the Prime Minister to do embarrassing things to demanding that the princess be rescued at any cost...he changed his position without moral integrity within a day, and his face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

No one in the office spoke, they all stared at their computer screens, waiting silently.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and it was already 55:[-] in a blink of an eye.The number of messages on the Internet increased at a rate of ten per second, and it was obvious that there was an abnormal excitement filling the words.

Lestrade's mind was suddenly in a trance. He remembered that when he went to Sherlock's apartment at noon today, he was very calm when he talked about the kidnapping incident, and he didn't seem to care much.

It seems that it is destined to be solved by someone...

As soon as his thoughts turned here, the phone lying on the desk vibrated.He looked over, then sat up straight all of a sudden.

"Rescue!"

From the latest news above, Princess Susannah was successfully freed in the last few minutes, the kidnapper has committed suicide.

What a dramatic ending.

All the agents in the office saw the news, and their expressions changed from unbelievable to joyful.Edman even stood up directly from the seat, and exaggeratedly shouted: "It's so fucking handsome..."

Donovan rested his chin on his hand, pondering, "How did you save this?"

Lestrade was also thinking about this question. A familiar figure appeared in his mind, and he thought to himself, it should be him...

……

At another scene at this time, there was a circle of special police officers around the abandoned building. Outside the group of special police officers, there were a few serious congressmen standing in twos and threes, talking in low voices.From their words, some words that the ruling party and the opposition party are fighting can be vaguely distinguished.

Not far away, in the back seat of a black car, sat a frightened princess.At this time, our Princess Susannah hadn't recovered from her emotions, she was sitting back without saying a word, wearing a coat on her body.

Several royal guards were standing respectfully around the car, performing their duties.

In a corner farther away from them, two figures stood.

Mycroft stood with an umbrella in his hand, silently watching what happened not far away.

He said to Anthea beside him: "It's time for the Prime Minister to speak out."