Mr. Inspector

The city of London has been turbulent these days, with Scotland Yard trying to suppress the murder of Constable Fitch, and two other officers from Central Operations have been killed.Through these several related cases, it can be clearly concluded that Scotland Yard is being targeted.

The media suddenly boiled over, and all kinds of conspiracy theories emerged one after another on the Internet, which made our Lord McCoff very headache.After Christmas, all kinds of work began to pile up again, and at the same time, he had to worry about the operation of the entire intelligence department. Wouldn't this bring in a few new rookies who had no experience in rampaging? Of course, these are irrelevant, the important thing is His teeth hurt again.

He told his secretary Anthea to arrange a time for seeing the dentist on the schedule, then he turned his head and thought for a while, and said, "I'll make a stop at 221B Baker Street... the recent troubles must be resolved first." .”

"Okay, sir."

At this moment, Mycroft was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows wearing a red scarf. He stared at the cold and desolate scenery outside, and suddenly asked, "How's the weather these few days?"

"It will clear up tomorrow, and there will be good weather for a few days—" Anthea held the schedule in front of her eyes, glanced at her and said, "By the way, Mr. Darren from the Ministry of the Interior invited you this weekend Go golfing, and Count Gorovna invites you to go mountain climbing next weekend."

McCoff walked to the side of the sofa and sat down. He didn't answer the secretary's question directly, but picked up the documents scattered around and looked at them.

"reject--?"

"Right." He said, touching his chin.

Anthea shrugged, and then resolutely crossed out these two items on the itinerary with a black pen.While Mycroft's personal physician often advised him to exercise more, the most he could accept was wasting time on the treadmill.

Scotland Yard, which was at the center of this incident, stated externally that it would hunt down the murderer at all costs. Interior Minister Nick sat in the center. He was wearing a strict black suit and looked serious to the camera. After a brief report on the progress of the case, he Hurriedly stepped off the stage amidst a sigh, avoiding the pursuit of the camera.

It is not yet clear what the murderer's motive is, but this is enough to make every police officer feel anxious. Even the patrol department, which is the most indifferent to the world, has issued several reminders to pay attention to safety.

Lestrade was also very tired these days. He had attended several funerals of his colleagues, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared.

Ellie also took several days off work and did not come to work at Scotland Yard. It is said that she is already sick, and her face is so haggard that she refuses all visitors.

Originally, Detective Demo was investigating the case of Fei Qi's murder, but now that other police officers were killed one after another, the minister ordered to mobilize all the members of the serious crime team.Those subordinate police officers ran as hard as they could. Although they were exhausted, they refused to let go of any clues.

As the center of the vortex, the police officers of the Operations Department are even more panicked these days. Daniel has complained to Lestrade several times in private——

He stared at our inspector with dark blue eyes, and said slowly: "Sometimes I really don't know how to persevere." When he said this, his voice was filled with great sadness.

"Are you all right?" Lestrade asked quickly.

Daniel lowered his head and smiled lightly, patted Mr. Inspector on the shoulder, then shook his head to express that he was fine.

He and Lestrade had a pretty good relationship, and the two occasionally met for a drink or two, talking and complaining about their respective jobs.But later he was promoted, and Lestrade was also promoted to the position of inspector. The busy two usually only nodded when they met.Now they meet again and find that the relationship between the two is still the same as before.

Daniel sighed: "In the past few years, you haven't changed at all."

Lestrade leaned on the back of the chair and said, "...you are getting older."

Just the night before yesterday, he couldn't stand the persuasion and gave Mycroft a key to his apartment. If this matter had been put in the past, it would definitely not have been the result...so he is still old.

After parting at noon, Lestrade saw Daniel again in the evening, at the outskirts of another murder scene - the London Dungeon Wax Museum on Durie Street, at the end of the Yousen Corridor, where Ellie's body was found in the Ripper's Jack's showroom.

The police have evacuated the panicked crowd at the scene and put up a cordon.

Lestrade stood inside the cordon. He wiped his face several times, but he still didn't have the courage to step in.Beside him stood Edman, Donovan, Harry, and Simon in turn. Everyone's eyes were red and swollen, and tears were suffocated in their hearts.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Lestrade rushed out through the crowd to light a cigarette.Because of the promulgation and implementation of the smoking ban, he hadn't smoked this stuff for a long time, and he almost choked on the smell of the smoke as soon as he took a puff.After coughing violently a few times, he bent down decadently.

Ai Li has been with him for several years, and now she is gone... After all, he is useless by himself, as a detective, he can't solve any cases.

His fingers were burned by cigarette butts without paying attention, but Lestrade was still immersed in his emotions without realizing it.

On the other side, Edman guarded Ai Li's body with red eyes, and scanned everyone's face one by one, "Who the hell did this? I must kill him—"

Donovan calmed down his emotions and advised him, "Don't get excited."

"Why don't you tell me not to get excited?!" Edman yelled at her, "She's Ellie! It's Ellie lying here!"

He yelled loudly, his eyes blurred with tears.

"I understand your feelings - but have you forgotten our identities? Don't interfere with solving the case!" Simon also yelled at him.

"GO TO HELL!!"

After cursing him, Edman slammed Simon's face hard with his fist, "You know what!"

The figures of the two people were intertwined, and the scene became chaotic again for a while.

The bell in the dungeon echoed dully, and Bai Sensen's skeleton stood not far away, staring at the group of people coldly.

Smoke rose from outside the dungeon.