[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

Song Yiqiao lay dumbfounded on the hospital bed, the crowd in front of her kept talking, like flies buzzing non-stop, making her head almost burst from the noise.

"The doctor is here!"

They quickly moved out of the way, only to see a middle-aged man in a white coat walking up to him, opening Song Yiqiao's eyelids to look.

"Well, she's recovering well. She needs to raise her baby in the past few days. It's best to let her have a good rest."

Song Yiqiao's heart skipped a beat.

She asked bluntly, "... raising a baby?"

"You fainted suddenly on the way home from get off work, and a well-meaning person passing by sent you for an examination, only to find out that the baby in your womb has been almost a month old."

a month...

Song Yiqiao bit her lips tightly, Sherlock's face appeared in her mind, and her eyes dimmed instantly.There was only one relationship between them, and in Song Yiqiao's view, it was only a week ago.

How long had she been unconscious in another world?Or... what is An Pu going to do?

"Jojo, would you like something to eat?"

"No thanks."

She politely refused her father's cautious greeting, but she did not allow her father to call her by her name as usual.

"I want to be alone for a while, please go out first."

Father Song's lips moved, and a sigh was swallowed into his stomach.

"Okay, I'll see you again later."

"Ah."

She watched the family go away, and when the door was closed, tears burst out of her eyes.

Song Yiqiao couldn't help crying like a child.

She covered her abdomen with one hand, as if she had found the only connection with that world.She breathed hard, trying to calm down, with such force that she almost scratched the sheets, but tears fell for free, and the restrained small, desperate sobs were heartbreaking.

The system is gone, and the magical ability is gone. If Song Yiqiao hadn't heard the news about the child, Song Yiqiao would almost have thought that he had had a dream that was long enough to be true.

……everything is over.

She stared blankly at the deep twilight outside the window.Back in the original world, it seemed that the air had become much drier, and the stuffy atmosphere enveloped her whole body, making her breathless.

Looking at the weather, it seems to be raining.

……

The next time passed quickly, Song Yiqiao returned home after resting in the hospital for a few days.She continued to work in the company, and occasionally Song's father would come to see her with some supplements, knowing that Song Yiqiao didn't know how to cook, and most of them were stewed tender meat or delicious soup.

Song Yiqiao accepted everything in silence.

She took the thermos and put it aside. Seeing that Father Song was about to leave again, she said in a low voice, "Dad, just sit down."

Father Song's movements froze, as if he was suppressing his excitement, he wiped his eyes imperceptibly, turned his head and sat down on the sofa with a smile.

"How are Aunt Zhou and the others doing?"

She poured a glass of water and put it in front of her father, her voice was understated.In the past, the name that would make people get angry when it was mentioned, now after experiencing life and death several times, it can suddenly be understood.

Father Song's hands twitched together a little uneasily: "It's pretty good. She's been busy with Xiaotong's going to kindergarten recently, and she also has to take care of the housework, so she's always busy."

"You usually help, it's not easy for her."

"..."

Song Yiqiao lowered his head and whispered, "Dad, I'm sorry, I've been too paranoid these years."

Father Song's eyes turned red when he heard the words, and he muttered over and over again: "It's not your fault...it's my problem...my Qiao Qiao is the one who suffers the most..."

Childhood memories flashed in an instant, those smiles and cries, there was always a broad and strong shoulder like a mountain behind her that she could rely on.Even if she insisted on choosing a major and went to a province far away from her home, the man in front of her would never scold her.

Song Yiqiao had a sore nose, and stepped forward to give him a warm embrace that he hadn't had in many years.

Something seemed to wet the shoulders, and the wet marks on it made Song Yiqiao so sad that he couldn't speak.After a long silence, she choked up and said, "Dad, I want to take the child to see Mom."

"well……"

On this day, the clouds were overcast, and the sky was drizzling with light rain.Father Song was afraid that she would fall, so he carefully supported Song Yiqiao all the time, while she held up a big black umbrella to keep out the rain.

The two walked in the lonely world in the drizzle, like two hedgehogs who depended on each other.

They stood in front of the tombstone, and the woman on it smiled like a flower. Even after so many years, her gentle expression remained unchanged.The same silent Xiaoyu, the black umbrella, and the two standing side by side, except that Song Yiqiao can already help his father hold the umbrella, and there is another person's child in his belly.

She is going to be a real mother too.

Song Yiqiao stood still for a long time, and suddenly said softly: "I want to give birth to this child."

Father Song hesitated and asked, "Where is the father of the child?"

"In another world."

Obviously, Father Song misunderstood her meaning.

He held Song Yiqiao's hand, with a gentle expression but couldn't hide his distress: "Don't worry, we will take good care of the children. As long as I live in this world for one more day, there will be no time for you to be wronged."

Song Yiqiao smiled for the first time when he came back here.

She looked at the clean tombstones that were often cleaned, at her father's rough hand holding her tightly, and at the rows of tombstones and rolling hills in the distance, the sky was blue and gray as far as she could see colors, drops of rain on the ground.

"pat, pat..."

"Let's go back."

She withdrew her gaze, her tone flat.

……

Song Yiqiao never expected that as soon as she opened the door, there would be an unexpected guest sitting on the sofa.The man crossed his legs and turned his head to greet her: "Hey, Joe, it seems that life is going well recently."

He was wearing a casual light gray pullover, with a pair of blue eyes through the lens that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

It's AMP.

Song Yiqiao froze on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

"How will you be here?"

"Not welcome? I have good news for you."

An Pu looked like he was sitting in his own home. He waved his hand casually, signaling Song Yiqiao to sit down, and then said slowly, "Do you want to go back?"

Her eyes suddenly widened.

"what do you mean--"

"If you don't have this child, it is impossible to have a chance. The bond between each other should have been completely eliminated, but because of the blood relationship, I couldn't do it, and I wasted a lot of time without success."

Song Yiqiao instantly understood, no wonder she was found to be pregnant for nearly a month, and she must have fallen into a coma for more than 20 days.

"Your soul has been merged with another world, so you have to go back."

He paused, and added another sentence: "This is a gift from God Olisis to you."

"..."

"What do you Chinese say?...Yes, courtesy is reciprocal. Now that the oath has taken effect, after your life dies, your soul will go to the underworld to continue serving."

Song Yiqiao didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, so he was silent for a while with a complex expression.However, the uncontrollable longing made her unable to hesitate any longer.

She had to see Sherlock!

"Ok."

"Then let's go now."

"Wait! I haven't said goodbye to them yet!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest." Anpu rubbed his temples in boredom, "Troublesome mortal."

"What are you going to do with it?"

"Erase their memories."

"..."

Well, once she decides to go to another world, her disappearance will only make her father more painful.It's better to erase all these, so that everyone can live independently without burden.

Song Yiqiao closed his eyes: "Let's go."

Time and space gradually distorted, and Amp's meaningful words came to his ears: "The chaos will be reduced to peace. I will deal with all the mess you left behind. Remember to thank me after returning to the underworld."

"boom--"

Song Yiqiao shook unsteadily, and was immediately supported by someone.

"Miss? Miss, are you okay!"

She heard a familiar voice and looked strangely at her former enemy - Greve.

He was wearing a police uniform with a gun on his waist, and he hugged Song Yiqiao's waist with a gentle expression, and the surprise and admiration in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Can anyone tell her what the hell is going on?

Song Yiqiao quickly pushed him away, and glanced at the glass of the window, yes, it was still his body.But how could Greff?

"Don't you remember who I am?" She frowned, "Greve, you'd better stop joking, or I'll knock your teeth out."

"Have we met before?"

Greff looked bewildered.

She stood there blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered An Pu's words, and her heart sank suddenly.

"Miss, where are you going?!"

Song Yiqiao quickly ran to the familiar apartment on Baker Street, she was flustered, she had never been so scared like now.After crossing a street, she saw Mrs. Hudson standing in the doorway, holding a basket in her hand.

"Mrs. Hudson!"

Her breath was a little unsteady, but her eyes were fixed on the kind and good-tempered landlady opposite.

Sure enough, from Mrs. Hudson's mouth, she spit out a sentence that she didn't want to hear the most.

"Excuse me?"

Song Yiqiao bit her lips and suppressed a smile: "Hello, I am an old friend of Sherlock. I heard your name from him in the early years. Does he live here?"

"Sherlock, he..."

Mrs. Hudson's expression suddenly became very mournful.

"He fell off a cliff in pursuit of a criminal."

fell off a cliff...

fell down...