[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"boom."

With a muffled sound, Sophia glanced sideways behind her. The miniature detonator at her waist broke free and flew towards the small building, blasting open the crumbling wooden door.

"bell......"

A burst of crisp wind chimes resounded suddenly in the silent night, which was even clearer than the constant sound of alarm bells in the distance.

Sophia didn't stay long, and took advantage of the night to spread out three pairs of huge wings, crossed the night sky silently, and landed lightly on the roof of the small building.

"The trigger of the back door is completed, and there are only the front door, the windows on the second floor, and the side door."

Sophia bowed, and ran quickly on the roof to the three locations commanded by Hilda, stretched out her hand and threw three small objects into the dark underground, followed by three short muffled bangs, and all the entrances visible to the naked eye All were blown up.

"Wait."

The flying debris rushed towards the face, mixed with some sporadic and trivial noises, as if something was about to move through the night.Sophia was not the case, she was still lying on the roof quietly, as if waiting for something.

That's right, this is the strategy that Sophia and Hilda made in advance.According to the previous intelligence, the target person is a very cautious thief, but he refuses to give up the position that has almost been captured. extremely important stuff.

Since the goal of the two this time is not to arrest him, Sophia and Hilda decided to first place miniature detonators at all entrances to disturb the line of sight, and then take advantage of the chaos to find places that can be cut in. How much can they detect? Information counts.

A prudent and cautious person must have predicted all possible risks in advance in order to be fully prepared.But what if all the conditions happened at the same time?Will that person also be a little flustered by the massive amount of information, and show his feet in the panic?

Sophia didn't know, she just quietly waited for the right time.

Coincidentally, she really waited for this opportunity.

"Om..."

Sophia's ears perked up, and she was keenly aware of a strange sound.

"What's this?" she asked quietly.

"Could it be a mutant..." Hilda frowned.

Sophia froze for a moment, and her expression became a little serious for a moment.

"Om..."

The sound was still ringing, not very loud, but disturbing.

"Earth." Hilda's voice suddenly broke Sophia's contemplation, "Earth."

Sophia snapped back to her senses, strode to the edge of the roof, poked her head and looked down, but she saw nothing except the mud debris that covered her face.

"Now! Little window!"

Sophia moved in an instant, clutching the eaves with her hands tightly, twisted around and got into the empty window hole on the second floor.

The room was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly. Sophia quickly found the nearest desk and hid under it, waiting for further instructions while observing the surrounding environment.

But to Sophia's great surprise, as the two had rehearsed thousands of times, everything that followed went extremely smoothly.

It went so well...it was a bit confusing.

Sophia walked all the way to the center of the small building, avoiding things that cannot be touched, and solving some small troubles that are not difficult, and successfully collected a lot of information related to the target task: suspicious photos by the bedside, some crime tools The scanned data, the structure of the house, and a bunch of incomprehensible photos were quickly transferred to Hilda's computer.

"Mutants." Hilda reminded in a low voice.

Sophia naturally understood what it meant.She turned her head back and continued to search for traces beside her.

The moment Hilda confirmed that the man was a mutant, the investigation plan of the two changed silently.Confirming the mutant ability and level of "Gray Ant" is the top priority of this mission.

The two of them didn't realize that they no longer regarded today's task as a school assessment item, but took it nervously and seriously as a real battle and contest, and there would no longer be teachers and parents to protect their safety , everything has to depend on themselves.

Sophia takes a lot of suspicious photos again, and this time, the focus is on mutant powers, except...  

"Why did you shoot this?" Sophia looked at the pile of crumbs on the ground that looked like eaten biscuit crumbs, muttered a few words, and scratched her head.

Hilda naturally didn't respond.

So, Sophia had no choice but to take a lot of more inexplicable photos, and finally, she turned around and slipped out from the roof.

"Mutants?" Peter Parker pretended to be surprised to accept the investigation results of the two today, "The New York City police have never confessed this information to us. Logically speaking, they have no reason to hide it, probably from the beginning to the end. Never found out."

Sophia glanced at Hilda and held her head proudly.

"Why did you take these photos?" Peter picked out some strange photos and handed them to Sophia.

"Ah, I don't know, Hilda asked me to take pictures." Sophia laughed and scratched her head.

Hilda: "..."

Peter looked at Hilda who said nothing, and didn't insist anymore. He just sorted out the photo and put it in the file bag. He took out two more documents, signed them and handed them to the two.

Since then, Sophia and Hilda have finally passed the review and are about to embark on the real road of investigating the case.

Before that, though... probably one more hurdle to overcome.

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"Fu, Mr. Holmes." Sophia rubbed her fingers nervously.

Sophia couldn't be blamed either, the new professor in front of them, who was as tall as a giraffe, really didn't look very easy to get along with.

Not long after Sherlock Holmes arrived in New York, his temper was unavoidably irritable, and his thin and tough facial features also brought some impatience and coldness. Just compete.

"Clues." Sherlock said.

"...Huh?" Sophia froze for a moment.

Sherlock Holmes frowned uncontrollably, and forced it down again. Just as he was about to speak again, he found that a document bag had already been handed to him.

"..." He fixed a glance at the girl who bowed his head and said nothing, and took the file, intending to glance at it casually before giving up, but unexpectedly, he was stunned for a few seconds.

With a clear mind, he glanced at Hilda who was still silent, and his brows and eyes finally relaxed a little.

"This one, this one, and these few photos, who took them?" Sherlock Holmes picked up a few dark photos, which happened to be the ones that Peter Parker had questioned before.

"I took pictures, all of them were taken by me." Sophia said.

"No, you can't take pictures." Sherlock Holmes tried his best to endure the ridicule that almost floated on his facial features, and cursed himself for why he came here to pick up this mess.

"Oh, sir, who asked me to take pictures? Hilda asked me to take pictures, and I don't know why I took these pictures." Sophia scratched her head.

"Very well done. You must have guessed in your mind." Holmes turned to look at Hilda.

"...Yes." She replied softly.

Sophia looked left and right, and always felt that she seemed to be isolated from the world by some people with good brains.

In this way, the next 10 minutes became an exclusive discussion meeting between Sherlock Holmes and Hilda. Sherlock said a few words, Hilda responded, and Sophia stared at it, almost bored. To fall asleep.

Why 10 minutes?Because neither Holmes felt that such a simple case required any more time wasted.

"Ah? Are you sure? Earth escape?" Sophia felt like a fool.

Sherlock didn't respond.Hilda paused, and explained in a low voice: "He is very friendly to the soil, and he has practiced the technique of escaping from the ground the day after tomorrow, so he can hide and move."

Sherlock Holmes frowned at Hilda, then turned his head to look directly at Sophia with a new, pensive gaze.

"Ah? Okay, okay, then what are we going to do?" Sophia leaned close to Hilda's side, arching her head and asking.

This time, Sherlock's eagle-like sharp eyes widened, and his eyelids were completely opened, making him look a little round.

"You, you go over." Hilda arched the warm and soft thing next to her, "I don't know yet, his motive for committing the crime."

"Okay, then you can continue talking, and I'll wait for you?" Sophia was very self-aware.Not only did she not want to disturb them, she even felt that Teacher Holmes didn't like her a little bit, so she thought she might just leave.

"...Come here and watch together." Hilda bit her lips, imitating Sophia's example, and poked Hilda's arm with her finger.

"Alright then." Sophia was still very happy to be with Hilda, so she sat back arched.

In this way, under the eager gaze of a silly girl whose IQ has lowered the entire room, Sherlock bit the bullet and guided Hilda to analyze the target person's motives for committing the crime.

"You thought very well before, and your sensitivity to clues is also very good, but you are still close to analyzing." Only when dealing with Hilda, Sherlock has such patience, "You can sort out the things you can't think clearly. .”

Hilda took out a piece of scratch paper and slowly wrote down scattered sentences:

"The target person acted cautiously. It is known that the base camp is being monitored, but he still returns. There is no trace of special items in the house. The alarm measures are simple, and the means of escape are clever."

Just when Hilda was about to continue writing, Sophia, who was dozing aside, suddenly stretched out her finger and placed it on several neat small words.

"It is said in the materials that the 'Earth Escape Technique' is very powerful, and it can do anything from the sky to the earth. Then he knows the Earth Escape Art, so why did he run away?"