[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

After hurting his hand, Song Yiqiao entered a short vacation.

Caroline is a workaholic. After taking several leave of absence to take care of her, Song Yiqiao felt a little embarrassed and urged her to go to work.Generally speaking, the basic life can still be maintained. Fortunately, people eat with knives and forks, or even with their hands. If they are in China, they can only eat with spoons.

She was extremely bored and strolled to the door of the fight club.

The man at the door was still the same, he looked at Song Yiqiao's wounded look suspiciously: "You—"

"I'm just going in to have a look, and I don't intend to participate." She signaled helplessly, "It's almost moldy if I stay at home."

"go in."

The man smiled and opened the door.In an instant, the noisy noise rushed out, accompanied by painful wailing, it seemed that a battle was going on.

Song Yiqiao didn't understand why, like them, her blood would boil when she heard such a voice, even though she didn't need to move her hands.She went in silently and stood aside watching the hearty fight between the two.

"I thought you wouldn't come again."

She turned her head subconsciously, and Jack was standing behind him, his tall figure covering the overhead light.There was a smile in his eyes, but there was no bottom to it.

The strange thing is that Jack looks like a gentle and elegant white-collar worker in a chaotic place, even a little decadent, as if he is out of tune with the whole noisy world, and he is alone in the dark, unwilling to have too much communication with others .

Moreover, Song Yiqiao is a little strange because of his personality. He is gentle and humble at one moment, but in the next second he can change into another appearance, full of aggressiveness, and even terribly indifferent.

But she can be sure of one thing, Jack doesn't have much antipathy towards her, no matter which "Jack" it is.

"I just have too many things to do and I can't spare time. You see, now I'm half a waste, and I can't even eat." She shrugged and laughed at herself.

In a daze, Jack seemed to be a different person, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Let's go out."

"what?"

"See how you use it..." He glanced at Song Yiqiao's hand, "Eat with your left hand."

The two were sitting in a coffee shop, Song Yiqiao clumsily cut open the cake and fed it into his mouth, with some cream on his rosy lips, causing a burst of muffled laughter.

Jack barely moved, watching her eat for a long time, looking very patient.

"You're a very strange person," she remarked.

"Why do you say that?"

Jack rested his hands on the table and rested his chin, watching her with interest.

"This feeling is very strange, like the first time I met you, I thought you were a white-collar worker with a stable job, but after contacting you, you look more like the leader of some criminal organization."

"Because of Fight Club?"

"Probably." Song Yiqiao took a sip of juice after wiping his lips, "But I can understand, after all, everyone hides an invisible personality, and they don't want to be exposed in front of people they know well, just like members in a club."

"What about you? What is your invisible personality like?"

Song Yiqiao blinked and smiled: "I'm not sure, maybe it's a very chaotic personality."

Jack's blue eyes were stained with heavy haze, staring at her like a cheetah.He didn't say a word, giving people a great sense of oppression, almost making Song Yiqiao breathless.

"what happened to you?"

In order to hide her uneasiness, she lowered her head and drank the juice, avoiding the other party's direct gaze.

"I have a secret."

Jack lowered his voice, like a sound coming from his throat, so low that it was a little hoarse, making the listener shudder involuntarily.

Song Yiqiao stared blankly at him.

"I'm raising an army."

"...What?" Song Yiqiao was stunned.

Jack observed her reaction, suddenly sneered, and sat up: "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."

"You scare me. You can't talk nonsense about such things." Song Yiqiao laughed, "It seems that Mr. Jack's ambition is very lofty."

Having said that, she felt a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Was what Jack said just now a test or a joke?

……

After staying at home for only one day, Song Yiqiao couldn't sit still anymore.The high-stress life some time ago had made her used to it, and she was extremely uncomfortable with the current comfort. She also seemed to understand why Sherlock would go crazy when he was bored, and made some actions that ordinary people could not understand.

Song Yiqiao couldn't help secretly looking forward to something new happening so that she could pass the boring time.

correct!

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to the door to change into the boots she wore when she went out.

"Where are you going?"

Caroline came out of the bedroom and looked at her suspiciously.

"I'll go out for a walk." Song Yiqiao rubbed his nose, "Don't worry, I'll be back in a while."

"Well then, be careful on the road."

"Ok."

She walked very fast along the way, afraid that the detective would not be there when she knocked on the door, but she didn't see that Caroline was standing by the window and staring at her quietly when she crossed the road.

His eyes followed her and disappeared at the door of the apartment.

"...Sherlock, I need your help."

"A boring case."

The door of 221B was wide open, Song Yiqiao heard their conversation halfway up the stairs.Before she could knock on the door, Sherlock turned his cold gaze to the door.Officer Lestrade also turned his head back, and was stunned when he saw Song Yiqiao with a somewhat sad expression.

"You were the one from last time—"

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

Recalling the scene of fighting the arsonist last time, it was obviously not long ago, but Song Yiqiao had the illusion that many years had passed.

She entered the door as if no one else was there, ignoring the dissatisfied gaze of a certain detective, and asked, "Are you in any trouble?"

"Leave now, and still be in time for lunch."

Sherlock interrupted Lestrade's blurted words, stood up and put on the windbreaker, and said without turning his head, "You'd better get rid of the habit of strong curiosity as soon as possible, otherwise you won't hurt your hands next time."

Song Yiqiao understood that what he said was talking about himself, and followed up cheekily: "Mr. Holmes, have you ever heard the saying 'Life is endless, struggle is endless'? This is a Chinese proverb, and I understand the essence of it."

"Miss Song, don't think that you are the only one who understands Chinese."

Sherlock's cold voice echoed in the corridor, and he suddenly spoke a sentence of Chinese, which was very fluent and correct.

"You should call 'life is endless, tossing', Miss Song."

Song Yiqiao: "..."

Well you can speak a few languages ​​and you win!

They arrived at their destination in Lestrade's police car. This was a villa in the suburbs. It wasn't very big, but judging from the decoration, it should have cost a lot of money.Sherlock didn't drive her off, and after getting off the car, he began to observe some hidden traces with a kind of thinking that ordinary people couldn't understand.

"The deceased was a real estate tycoon. He was killed when he was discovered. The murderer shot from behind when the deceased was not paying attention, and the shot was fatal. According to inspection, the gun used by the murderer was a [-]mm Colt revolver with a range of within five meters, so the crime must have been committed indoors at the time. In this way, it is most likely that it was done by an acquaintance, and we are already investigating the deceased's interpersonal relationship, trying to find some doubts."

After Lestrade finished speaking, he sighed: "That's all we know so far."