[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

There were only three days, and Song Yiqiao arrived the night before. Sure enough, after twelve o'clock, she received a notification from the system.

[Do you want to return to the original body? 】

[Choose delay. 】

【Hello, you only have three days to choose to return to the original body. If there is an accident, you will be forcibly sent back by the system. Please choose carefully. 】Three days, she has no room to waste.

Song Yiqiao didn't feel sleepy at all, his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, recalling Hubert's stern gaze that flashed away during the day, he was nervous and eager to try at the same time.

——How should she face this former enemy?

No sleep for one night.

The next day, Song Yiqiao went out early.Wearing a camel long coat and sunglasses, she was well-dressed and turned into a coffee shop.

Drinking coffee in the morning will increase the burden on the stomach, but the people here seem to be familiar with this kind of breakfast, and there are groups of people walking around with coffee.

Song Yiqiao ordered a few items and took out his wallet to pay.

She didn't take off her sunglasses, and glanced around calmly through the dark lenses, and she saw a familiar face.

...Jack.

No, it's time to call him Taylor.

The face of the other party was gloomy, his handsome face was expressionless, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. Although there were many people in the cafe, only the seats around Taylor were almost empty.Probably no one wants to get into trouble early in the morning, or even be beaten severely.

"Your order is ready."

"Thank you."

Song Yiqiao picked up the plate, walked slowly to Taylor's table and sat down, not caring about other people's eyes at all.She took off her sunglasses and took a sip of coffee. The bitter taste swirled on the tip of her tongue and swallowed down her throat.

Taylor narrowed his eyes and stared at her unkindly.

She pretended to be puzzled, and asked cautiously, "Sir, what's your question?"

"You are British." Taylor said firmly.

Song Yiqiao pretended to be surprised for a moment: "You are amazing, I think my accent is not so obvious anymore."

"I lived in England for a while."

"So that's it. I came from London, and I just planned to play for two days. I didn't expect that the first stranger who struck up a conversation also stayed in the UK for a while. What a coincidence."

"London--"

Taylor stared at her thoughtfully and said, "London is a great place."

"Yeah, who said otherwise?" Song Yiqiao smiled, seemingly unaware of the danger, "Except for the fact that the security has been a bit messy recently, of course, the mayor cannot be blamed for this, after all, those guys are always restless."

"Security? I haven't been to London for a while. Has something happened?"

"It's not a big deal, anyway—it's strange, you know, no matter how rampant criminals are, there are still people who can catch them all, and they can't escape very far."

Song Yiqiao picked up the coffee and took a sip with a casual expression, but the meaningful words he said made the eyes of the man beside him change.

"Yes." He murmured a few words to himself in a low voice, but no one could hear him clearly.

"Sir? What are you talking about?"

Song Yiqiao deliberately interrupted him to ask.

Taylor raised his head, as if he knew her again, raised the corners of his lips and asked, "What's your name?"

--What's your name?

In a trance, the noisy atmosphere around turned into a dark room with nothing in it, only the sound of cheers and roars could be heard.She fell to the ground with all four limbs limp, one hand covering the overheated light projected from above, in the blurred vision, the man smiled and stretched out his hand...

Now, she has changed her shell, and Jack has become Taylor, which is really different.

Song Yiqiao laughed at himself and said, "You can call me Qiao Qian."

"Josie."

The name flitted between Tyler's lips, as if trying to figure out what it meant, and he repeated it.

"Josie is a good name."

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Yiqiao pretended to smile shyly, pursing his lips.

"Today is really a pleasant morning," Taylor looked at his watch, and concluded slowly, "The good times are over here, and I hope we will meet again when we have the opportunity."

"I thought you'd at least leave a contact."

Song Yiqiao looked at him pretending to be disappointed, as if he had met a rich and powerful person, but Taylor was stunned by such an urgent approach, "If we meet again, I will leave a contact information, thank you for your kindness. "

His expression became cold, maybe he thought that the woman in front of him was different from his imagination, or... gradually became different from the woman he thought of.With no warmth in his smile, he turned and left the cafe.

"It's not very gentlemanly."

Song Yiqiao complained, finished the rest of the food, and then slowly planned to go to the next destination.

She put on her sunglasses again, walked around the street a few times, and got a scout's business card on the way.Song Yiqiao felt that she had gained a lot, stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked forward in big strides. Seeing that the target was getting closer, she was thinking about what to do. Suddenly, the system's notification sounded.

[Hello, the system reminds you that there are snipers on the roof of the hotel in the direction of eleven o'clock aiming at your head. You are always in danger of being headshot, please be careful! 】Actually, without a systematic explanation, Song Yiqiao's keen intuition also made Song Yiqiao's hair stand on end in an instant.She knew that she couldn't stop, and she couldn't make a probe movement, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and continue walking forward.

If it is said to dodge this bullet, it is absolutely possible to rely on Song Yiqiao's strength.But as long as she acts, she will expose her true identity to the eyes of others.

Song Yiqiao knew clearly that this sniper was definitely arranged by Hubert, and only Hubert knew everything about her.

Soon, she found a blind spot in her sight, and planned to pretend to find something and walk aside.Before she could put her thoughts into action, she was stopped.

"Miss, have we met somewhere?"

The man on the opposite side was rarely wearing casual clothes, and looked at her with a pair of beautiful black eyes without blinking. If he didn't understand the situation, he might think it was an old-fashioned excuse to strike up a conversation.

This guy really began to suspect, did he want to force her to show her feet?

Really underestimate her.

Song Yiqiao showed a mixed expression of shyness and joy, tightly grasped his arm, and said excitedly: "Do you remember? Ever since that performance, I have admired you for a long time!"

On the contrary, Hubert's complexion was a little ugly.

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It happened before Song Yiqiao moved.

One day, when Sherlock was taking a shower, he saw a bottle of shower gel on the shelf, and the purple-red packaging was written in French with the fragrance of lavender, which successfully caught his eyes.

Coming out of the bathroom, the curly hair was still dripping into the water, Sherlock sat on the sofa in a blue and white striped pajamas, his pale cheeks were a little bloody because of the steam, but the gray eyes were overflowing. Full of burnout.

He looked at the ceiling and knocked on the handrail blankly, feeling very annoyed by the quiet atmosphere on Baker Street recently.

"crunch-"

With the sound of the door opening, Watson entered with some food and daily necessities.

"You know, John, you've become more and more like a woman since you fell in love." Sherlock didn't even look at him, his tone was full of sarcasm, "I don't think the smell of lavender can boost your hormones, compared to Under the circumstances, the effect of growing a beard will be better."

"..."

Watson shrugged resentfully and said, "Okay, okay, I'll replace it later."

Sherlock was about to say something when suddenly his phone vibrated.He answered the phone, and after listening to a few words, his tired look disappeared.Watson understood that there must be some novel case.

Sure enough, Sherlock got up instantly and began to change clothes.

"Are you going out?"

"Of course, I need interesting cases to move my nerves." He changed into a long black woolen trench coat, his hair still a little damp, "This is much more interesting than how to attract a woman, obviously you can't understand. "

Watson: "..."

……

Song Yiqiao was repeatedly invited to dance parties, tea parties and other occasions because he helped a prominent lady solve the troubles of the case.She didn't like this kind of gathering, but she couldn't refuse, so she had to go to catch one.

The dance was still going on, and she was sitting alone in the resting position, drinking champagne while looking at the dancing crowd boredly.

Suddenly, a figure caught her attention.

It was an ordinary-looking man, wearing a waiter-style suit, and carrying a plate in one hand, walking back and forth among the crowd.Song Yiqiao's keen intuition told her that that man was Sherlock!

She was teasing and waved to the waiter.

When the other party saw her, he paused, and then walked forward with a smile like a waiter: "What's your order?"

Song Yiqiao motioned him to lower his head, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Mr. Holmes, I have seen through your disguise."

"..."

Sherlock froze for a rare moment, and really couldn't understand why he was seen through so quickly. After all, he was always confident in his disguise. No, even the waiter's companions didn't notice anything wrong.

"Do you know why?" Song Yiqiao looked at him with a harmless look, "It's hard to get rid of the smell of disinfectant on your body. I just suspected it just now, but now I really smell the smell of disinfectant. Maybe You should buy a few bottles of perfume or something, kindly suggest."

That's right, she was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and whoever was serious would lose.

"Your nose is much more flexible than a canine's."

Sherlock glanced at her lightly, then turned away with the tray in his hand.

"What an impolite waiter." Song Yiqiao muttered softly with a grimace.

That night, when the detective who solved the case returned home, it was already late at night.Watson, who was working and resting well, had long been sound asleep. The dark room was extremely silent. After he changed his clothes, he glanced casually across the table and saw a bottle of shower gel on it. hazy.

"..."

the next day.

Watson was going to go downstairs to get the newspaper and throw away the bottle of shower gel.He had just picked it up, and his perennial keen sense made him frown strangely: "It seems... a little lighter?"

Sherlock, who had just come out of the shower, glanced at him, turned back with a calm expression and sprayed on the perfume a few times to cover up the smell of the shower gel.

Well, it smells pretty good.