[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

The other party's purpose is clear, and it seems that it is only aimed at her.

...the situation is a little bad.

Song Yiqiao gradually calmed down, his eyes were sharp and condensed, and he continued to ask: "Do you want my life, or do you have other intentions?"

The man through the microphone laughed and seemed very happy.

"I won't take your life."

"then you……"

"Your voice hasn't changed a bit, Joe."

Song Yiqiao had a vague sense of familiarity, and couldn't help becoming nervous: "Who are you?"

The other party did not answer.

"You will understand when you stand in front of me in person. Now, prove to me that you are qualified to know everything."

"How do I prove it?" Her inquiry was very urgent.

"There are three guests here."

He tapped the microphone lightly, and the sound pierced Song Yiqiao's eardrums and hit her overwhelmed heart.

"The first person, give you a little more time, one hour - if you don't arrive in time within an hour, the other party will be in danger."

"Wait, who are these three people!"

"The gift needs to be opened by yourself." The man ignored her anxious attitude and continued unhurriedly, "Of course, I can tell you clearly that the second announcement will be in an hour. If you are not sure, you can choose to save it." Physical rescue is the next one."

Song Yiqiao tried to calm himself down, keeping every word firmly in his mind.

"Tell me what I'm going to do."

"Turn left on the street you are on, go through three traffic lights, and there you will see a two-story red brick apartment building, the first guest is waiting for you."

She doesn't even have room to refute now, in order to prevent all possible accidents, she can only grit her teeth and agree.

"it is good."

"Then, the timer begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yiqiao dropped the microphone and rushed towards an unknown and dangerous target.

The night is vast.

At the same time, on the other side of the microphone, the man put down the phone, and there was applause in the room.

"Good job, do you think she will succeed?"

He looked into the dark corner, his brown hair was combed behind his head, smooth like an otter, and his vicissitudes of face revealed a bit of gentleness, like a university professor: "I'm not interested in these."

"You're such an interesting person."

"Judgment should not be said too soon."

The man's smile was bottomless, and there were fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but it was difficult to hide the deep outline, which made him full of great charm.

The people in the corner seemed to be very afraid of him, and they didn't dare to joke as easily as before: "Someone has already started to worry. The big detective's brother is using his connections to search for Holmes' traces all over the city."

"You can't hide it for long."

"I know... What a bunch of trash! Even an official can't stop them!"

The man didn't seem interested in these things, and he didn't speak again, and the room fell silent again in an instant.

……

Song Yiqiao ran wildly in the cold wind, she was in a hurry, her body was almost overwhelmed, her legs were trembling.

Finally, a two-story villa with red brick walls appeared in front of her.

The door was wide open, and the inside was pitch black, like a monster opening its abyss-like mouth, waiting for the prey to automatically break into the door.Song Yiqiao cautiously inquired, and then entered through the door.

There was no one in the living room.

She turned on the light, and the light as bright as day drove away the darkness, and the layout of the house was fully reflected.It should look like it has been unoccupied for a long time, the furniture is covered with a layer of dust, there are dirty cobwebs in the corners, and huge black spiders are climbing back and forth on the roof.

Just then, there was a humming sound from the upstairs bedroom.

Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, restraining her rash behavior, she went up the stairs step by step, the corridor was dark, and the woman's sobbing became louder and clearer in the silent space.

"No no no!"

Wait, why does it sound so familiar!

Song Yiqiao pushed open the door vigorously, bumping into a pair of panicked eyes filled with tears.

Mrs. Hudson was bound to a chair, and a rag was stuffed in her mouth, so she couldn't even speak.On her lap was an instrument the size of a pizza box with three wires attached to it—

Song Yiqiao's eyes froze.

It's a ticking time bomb!

It shows that there are still 4 minutes left at this moment, and with the rapid flickering of the electronic watch, time slips away quickly, calling for their death.

She hurried forward and removed the cloth stuffed in Mrs. Hudson's mouth: "How are you?"

It's okay not to say, Mrs. Hudson's tears were falling down, her expression was terrified, but she dared not move.

"Joe, you go! It's time for the bomb!"

"Don't be afraid, I will find a way!"

Having said that, Song Yiqiao couldn't help being at a loss when facing a bomb for the first time.She checked all the threads roughly, but unfortunately, the threads were tangled up on Mrs. Hudson's body, and there was no way to avoid them.

What should I do?

"Jingle Bell!"

The bell rang suddenly, and both of them were startled. Song Yiqiao immediately stepped forward and picked up the mobile phone on the table to call.

"I can tell you the answer."

The man's voice is very familiar, just heard it a few minutes ago.

"Why?" she asked warily.

"The yellow line, if you believe it. But I want to tell you that the countdown to the second person has begun, and there will be a dead end in half an hour."

"I have to save her."

"Please."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Song Yiqiao with a very bad expression on his phone.

Too sly.

Deliberately leaving a choice, but let her fall into a deeper contradiction.Is it right?This kind of game like a gambler is completely desperate at the moment!

The electronic watch is still running fast, and it seems that the watch is running a lot faster in a hurry, but there is only 1 minute left in a while.

yellow thread.

red thread.

blue line.

The hostiles prepared carefully, and even the tools for cutting short lines were placed on the table.Song Yiqiao picked it up, with trembling hands, she looked at Mrs. Hudson's face of despair and sadness, sweat dripped down her back.

Intuition, intuition, tell her, which one is the real line?

At the critical juncture, the long-lost system prompt sounded like a savior.

[Emergency capability activated!You will predict the correct line, this cost a thousand pounds, would you like to try it? ] Song Yiqiao's eyes lit up.

【want! 】