There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

Annie is a salesperson of an insurance company. Although she has nearly a year of working experience in the company, her business ability is not outstanding.

Perhaps because of Anne's introverted personality, even though she has worked hard in business, she still feels that she is out of tune with other team members.

Because she is not good at doing insurance business, Annie is also considering whether to change to a position that does not need to deal with too many people.

Not only is it tiring to communicate with customers, but Anne also needs to respond to customers' needs in a timely manner after get off work from time to time.

Just like today, she didn't get off work until after eight o'clock.Fortunately, the subway station is not far from where Annie lives, and she usually walks to and from get off work.

The moon at night was covered by a cloud, so Annie turned on the light that came with her phone and walked to the rental house.

I don't know if it was because of Annie's suspicions, but she always felt that before she took a step, there was a barely audible sound behind her.

After looking suspiciously several times, Anne looked at the street lamps that hadn't been repaired yet, and walked towards the only way home with a little fear.

Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of high-heeled shoes echoing in the alley, Annie looked at the apartment hundreds of meters away, and the scattered lights from several windows gave her a lot of courage.

Huh, it's almost here——Annie's heart was relieved, and her pace became a little brisk.

Annie couldn't help laughing at herself and thought: For a girl like her who is living alone, she really imagined a horror and suspense drama after get off work every day.

Just a few tens of meters away from the end of the black and narrow alley, Annie inadvertently glanced at the shadow under the light—unknowingly, on the ground where she was the only shadow, there was another shadow that was slowly approaching. !

Annie's scalp was numb, and she was about to scream subconsciously, but the shadow behind her rushed over quickly, and Annie inhaled a pungent smell unexpectedly, and her mouth and nose were tightly covered with a towel It stopped, and could only make a helpless whine.

The adult woman failed to break free from the villain after being restrained from behind. After Anne struggled violently a few times, her consciousness sank into a coma.

The villain laughed silently. After confirming that the other party would not wake up easily, he put Annie's arm on his shoulder, pretending to be a very intimate escort.

Just when he was about to drag him back to his place, a strange man's voice suddenly said: "Brother, it's not good for you to do this."

The man's first reaction was to run, but the voice was obviously still on his left just now, and a tall figure suddenly appeared on the right in an instant.

The man only felt that before he had time to use that woman as a hostage threat, he felt a sharp pain in his hands!

Accompanied by an obvious clicking sound, his hands seemed to be broken by iron tongs, and they hung loose in an instant.

Annie was also picked up at the same time and fell into the arms of another person.

Before he wailed out, a cold object blocked his mouth. He was sweating from the pain and tears came out, but he couldn't make any sound to attract the attention of passers-by.

"You are really not a thing to start with a lady."

Peter didn't wear the conspicuous Spider-Man suit this time, but he was just dealing with an ordinary person. The power of the two superheroes, Peter and Clark, is quite enough.

After catching the malicious criminal on the spot, Peter asked Clark: "How is the lady?"

Clark: "Probably fainted, nothing serious."

They had no extra sympathy for this kind of criminal. After telling Sherlock and the others, the two guarded Annie while waiting for someone to handle the follow-up work.

……

"Have they arrested the man?"

Sherlock was stunned for a moment, he thought it would be futile for those few people wandering around in such a large area - after all, Scotland Yard has not done anything to block areas, but when it comes to efficiency, there is no doubt that this Crowds move faster and more efficiently.

Xiali was very used to this. He knew that those vigilantes were not ordinary people, so he calmly asked McCoff to take them away—if the police came directly, they might even tell Peter their identities. It's really troublesome to get to the bottom of it.

Looking at the place where the criminal was caught in the text message, Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the mouse ran a little far tonight."

Xiali knew what he meant. After studying the information of the victims in the first two cases, the two unanimously suspected that the third suspected location would be in a residential area in East London, but Clark and the others finally captured the prisoner. Indeed South London.

Perhaps because of his professional habits as a reporter, Clark also kindly attached some descriptions of the criminal's appearance later.

When they saw Clark's sentence "about 1.8 meters tall", the two Holmes frowned at the same time.

Sherlock: "No, he can't be 1.8 meters."

Xiali: "This person is not the criminal we are looking for!"

The two looked at each other, and they both understood each other's meaning: The person Clark and the others caught was not the prisoner of the previous two crimes, but a temporary criminal who just happened to bump into it!

"In other words, the prisoner is still somewhere..."

Maybe he didn't move out tonight, or maybe... he was silently following his target, waiting for some innocent and lonely woman to fall into the darkness to start his hunt.

Thinking of this possibility, the two Sherlock Holmes suddenly stood up without saying a word and split up.

Sherlock notified Watson immediately. After briefly talking about their conjectures in the taxi, he looked at the speeding night scene outside the window, with no clue what he was thinking on his stern face.

After Xiali told Peter and them, the two vigilantes couldn't help but their hearts beat faster.

Clark handed the two unconscious people to Peter: "If I go faster, I will leave it to you first."

Peter nodded: "No problem, you go..."

"Wow..." Peter only saw Clark nod his head at him at last, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye, "This speed is too exaggerated!"

……

After receiving a text message from Peter and the others, Jason and John were about to return without success, but they learned that the real culprit had not been caught yet.

John said as he ran, "I'd rather we'd do it for nothing."

At least that would prove there would be no other potential victim.

Jason squeezed his knuckles, and he looked at London at night. Compared with his hometown, this city is quieter, but there are also people who come out to have fun.

They all looked very ordinary, some with happy smiles on their faces, and some with expressionless faces because of exhaustion.

But no one looked cautious at night.

"John, then it's time for the two of us to—"

Jason saw John's gait go from a limp to a lot more fluid, if not brisk, then less heavy.

John even subconsciously made a familiar action to Jason - he was touching the gun.

The moment he saw John's movements, Jason knew that this doctor who always seemed kind had a gun.

Ha, it seems everyone has their own little secret.

Jason hid his two guns in his wrists at some point.His phone vibrated, and in the midst of his busy schedule, Jason took the time to look down at the screen.

It was a message Tony posted in the group. He said that when he analyzed the surveillance in East London, he cross-compared and found several abnormalities.

Three of the locations coincided with the addresses that Sherlock and the others had just mentioned.

……

Detective Inspector Lestrade was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone the next day. In this line of work, if he has not been woken up like this three hundred times in 360 five days a year, he is simply not a qualified police detective.

As the detective, Lestrade woke up the moment he received the call.

But after hearing John's narration, he couldn't help but look at the sun outside the window... Well, it's a rare sunny day, isn't he still dreaming?

Well, Inspector Lestrade knows what Sherlock Holmes is capable of. After all, they have been dealing with more than just three or five years...

However, after investigating the scene yesterday, the criminal was caught on the spot that night, and another villain was also caught, which sounds too...

Detective Inspector Lestrade took a deep breath, this matter sounds too "Sherlock" - no way, the police officers of Scotland Yard are almost using the name Sherlock as an adjective with some weird meaning.

Lestrade didn't think he was awake for a moment just now, after all, this matter sounds so efficient and amazing.Could it be that Sherlock Holmes is so amazing that he can predict in advance...well, deduce the criminal's next thought through deduction?

But this kind of thing is not without precedent...

Inspector Lestrade wiped his face tiredly: "Oh, okay, I'll be there right away, where is the prisoner... what? His brother... oh, I see... okay..."

Knowing that the prisoner had been caught, the process had been completed overnight, and even the people were locked in prison, Inspector Lestrade looked blankly at the time on the phone.

What was John doing calling him so early?Does he still need to come forward here? ? ?

……

After Annie learned that she was rescued by a kind passerby the next day, she made a special trip to ask Peter and the others to visit.

The people of Scotland Yard are always sneering at Sherlock - or hurting each other, but they don't deliberately take credit for it.

Anderson only heard other people tell Anne the address on Baker Street. He saw that such a cute girl was going to find that freak Sherlock—after all, he didn't know that the person Anne was looking for was actually Clark and the others, so his heart was sour. of.

Whether it's forensic medicine or solving crimes, it's obvious that they, Scotland Yard, came first.

Catch the perpetrator, seek justice for the dead, and the beautiful victim who was rescued in time, obviously it should be a dreamlike beauty...

But why... did things turn out like this?