[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

Catherine quickly found a second chance to do it.

Coincidentally, in the place where Catherine worked, there was no probe or other equipment, but there was an old-fashioned TV set in this dilapidated warehouse.On the TV was Mycroft's speech, the fat man's very successful speech at school a few days earlier.

But this is not a strange thing.That man claims to dislike all field activities and public speaking, but that doesn't mean he can't do a good job.Judging from the neat way he wiped Sherlock's tail several times in history, if this man is out on the field, he can do well.

Everyone came up from the bottom.Holmes, of course, has also been in the field.It's just that others have forgotten his unknown past after becoming high and powerful. Catherine sneered at the TV and refocused on her goal.

— Anderson Dylan.This old man in his fifties is now a milkman.He used a tricycle to deliver milk from the milk company to the old city every morning.Because of the narrow alleys and other reasons, cars cannot drive in here, so old Anderson has a living job.

Anderson lived in this dank warehouse.Unlike Gavin, he was almost cornered by Victoria, so he was extra sensitive to what happened outside.

When Catherine found this man, he was not in a very good condition.The habit of drinking for many years has also added an unpleasant smell of alcohol to the warehouse where he lives.This smell is like lighting a lighter and going off... well, it's gas, but Catherine really doesn't like this place... and this old man.

"I knew there would be such a day. Victoria is not a good person, and I shouldn't have helped her in the first place!" Andre thought very clearly.When Catherine took out the pistol and played with it in her hand, he knew he couldn't hide.

"Innocent people in this world are equally innocent. Criminals have different repentances. If repentance is all that's needed, why do you need the police?"

"You are not a policeman."

"You didn't just make a little mistake and did Victoria a little favor." Catherine put the gun on the head of the gun little by little.

Andre was the coordinator of Nolan's drug that killed him.Regardless of what this guy is like now, strictly speaking, he and Catherine are still alumni.

Who would have thought that the guy who had graduated from a prestigious school with great glory and the professors thought he had a chance to win the Nobel would become such an obese old man with heavy drinking and stooped shoulders?

His hands were unable to hold the beaker securely due to the corrosion of alcohol. ——Those hands could no longer touch anything related to the experiment more than ten years ago.

It might be difficult for Victoria to deal with a Gavin with a background, but Andre is just a researcher with a clean background.Although he is talented, he has not gathered a certain amount of power with his talent.

The only thing Andre and Gavin have in common should be their lust for beauty.Because they like it, both of them made the decision to help Victoria.

It was also this decision that made them fall into a doomed situation.

"Have you ever wondered what your own death would be like?"

"It's probably like your father... lingering on the sick bed and leaving in pain. But I guess you won't give me such a long time, so my end may be the same as Gavin's.... Don't say too much, I'm ready."

Andre's disregard for death will undoubtedly reduce the pleasure of Catherine's reward.This is not good, and of course Catherine will not let him go easily.

Catherine repeated what Andre did at the beginning: "The neurological drug you studied has never been reported in any scientific research journal. That drug is very thoughtful and valuable until now. You developed it by yourself. That drug, it was given to Victoria, who then used that drug to kill my father. So you are not an innocent person."

In fact, even if Andre really didn't know what the drug was used for, Catherine would not let him, the developer of the drug, go.

Andre nodded after hearing this.He quickly said something that made Catherine even more furious: "You can kill me. But after that, even if it's for yourself, you have to forgive me. 1"

"I think I'm past the age of Wilde obsession. Forget it... what's the use of telling you this?"

Catherine pointed the gun at Anderson's head.Mycroft on the TV has completely controlled the audience - the students listened to his speech very attentively, even the most rebellious students were attracted by his gestures, wholeheartedly Believe his deceit.

—["I can assure you that this will never happen again."] Mycroft's suit was sharp.Tailored suits in dark colors look very spiritual.It's a pity that the TV will automatically enlarge a person's figure, so it is estimated that in the eyes of the public, this guy is a fat man... an ironclad proof of failure to lose weight, Sherlock can ask again next time.

Catherine just...shot...killed the guy.Anderson's guilt lies only in his lust for beauty - this can only be said to be one of the seven deadly sins, and he will not suffer any torture.

So Catherine really gave this person a good time.She put the body down slowly, then took out the paint and made a subtle mark on the scene.

Catherine's purpose is revenge.She never thought of imitating Jack the Ripper to use the exact same method of killing in the first place.Similarity means that it can be inferred, but Catherine does not need to show her reputation once.

After cleaning up the scene, she left the scene quietly.

When I arrived at the school on Monday, the head of the department personally informed Professor Irene that he had ended his employment relationship with the school.Because her course is not over yet, the following courses will be taught by the director himself.

The news sent students wailing.Roughly changing from a beautiful, sexy and considerate professor to a middle-aged and elderly woman, no one will be very satisfied.Professor Erin's departure was indeed very sudden.She left before the students had time to turn in the two-week research project she assigned last week.

Isn't something wrong?

——The guesses among the students are different.Catherine seemed very indifferent in it.She roughly guessed where Irene was now.Sherlock himself rescued An.This can be hidden from Holmes for a while, but his brother will soon realize that there is something wrong.

In the end, only honest and honest military doctors will be kept in the dark.Catherine was thinking about how to take advantage of this opportunity... Irene is a rare and intelligent woman.

In the process of thinking, Catherine was suddenly called by the head of the department.God is sorry, she had nothing to do with this woman before.

"Yes." Reluctantly, Catherine stood up from her marginal position.

"Miss Nolan, maybe you would like to be my bishop?"

The invitation from the head of the department made Catherine miss the key point.She looked at her professor in confusion.Now the students in the entire classroom are very confused, and they are all a little overwhelmed by Catherine's sudden promotion.

"Uh...my pleasure." Catherine quickly gave her answer.She suddenly thought of the resume that Mycocroft had given her—her resume was marked with life difficulties, and the part-time job as a teaching assistant could obviously alleviate the embarrassment on her resume.

But Catherine is not short of money now, and this job will take a lot of time. The actual scope of work of the teaching assistant includes helping the professor tidy up the classroom and reviewing lecture notes.

This is bound to take up some of Catherine's spare time.

Catherine ended the morning class amidst the doubts and discussions of her classmates.

There are only morning classes on Monday.The top students in prestigious schools have started plans related to library review when the exam week is approaching.

The lectures given by the head of the department are obviously much more difficult than those given by Professor Irene.At least double the difficulty.After finishing this class, many people prepare for extracurricular review with a look of frustration.

For Catherine, these things can be basically completed with a surprise test before the exam.Catherine left school with her schoolbag on her back very easily.She didn't have the consciousness of a dormitory student at all, not only had she never passed the dormitory, but she didn't know the classmates in the classroom very well.

After Catherine left, a boy watched her leave through gritted teeth.Before, both he and Catherine could answer the professor's questions accurately, and the general questions would end when they reached him or Catherine.

But it's also a problem solver, why is only Catherine qualified as a teaching assistant!He thought a little angrily.

After finishing her studies, Catherine took a subway.For Catherine, the streets and alleys of London are now as familiar as the back garden of her home.

Relying on the flow of people in the streets and alleys, Catherine got rid of the increasing number of agents and agents behind her... The highest level of surveillance does not have much effect on her. In fact, as long as Sherlock or Moriarty is willing, this kind of Surveillance can be avoided.

Catherine didn't want others to know her future movements, and she resented the fat man's snooping.So after asking her confidant to complete a traffic jam, she successfully appeared in a small alley.

The cold abandoned houses, the homeless lying in the dark alley corners, and the strong men with large tattoos.But in this alley, swallowing clouds and fog is the main theme.

Catherine had always known there was a place like this, but she'd never used it before, and now... maybe she needs something like this to lift her spirits.

After drug addiction, the attack time is generally at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.At this time, Catherine would have been a little tired, and the side effects made her very uncomfortable.

Catherine had never thought of resisting this feeling, and she handed over enough dollars under the suspicious eyes of the guard.

The doorman grinned at Catherine with his yellow teeth on his face: "Although you are a stranger, you know the rules. I'm curious what you do for work?"

Catherine glanced at the doorman expressionlessly.She frowned, the addiction had come up, and now she wanted to rest on the mat instead of dealing with him.

"Journalism. I thought the dollar said it all."

"Of course, recently a few guys have been doing their own bankers to print sterling... We don't think we dare to accept large denominations anymore. Welcome, we have the best source for you here."

Catherine's thin figure was swallowed by darkness.At least for the next few hours, she will find temporary peace.

in the office.

Mycroft soon received the latest statistics, as those in their line of work knew--too many people were dying in London at any given moment.The death of a milkman named Andre goes unnoticed at all.

But what if... this person was already on Mycroft's watch list?

Half an hour after Andre's death, Miss Mystery reported the preliminary findings to Mycroft.After the report was over, the secretary added: "Miss Catherine has an alibi. This should be just an accident."