[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

Song Yiqiao swaggered upstairs in hospital gown, and Caroline chatted after her.

"...Your body is still weak."

"What if she hurts you?"

"The media will come over later, you..."

She always has nothing to do with girls, especially when she cares about herself. Song Yiqiao is not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong.She smiled reassuringly, and said, "I'm just going to see her. Don't worry, there won't be any problems with the doctor."

Caroline sighed, with a hopeless expression on her face: "Whatever you want, I don't care."

Jenny's ward is a single room, it should be to prevent her from hurting others.When Song Yiqiao and the others opened the door and entered, the doctor was talking with Jenny.

"You are--"

He frowned, his hair and eyebrows were half white, his old voice was very clear in the silent ward: "I remember, you are Miss Song, the person who saved Jenny that day?"

"Yes."

Song Yiqiao took two steps forward and saw that Jenny was pale and was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

"Thank you." At this time, Jenny calmed down after the treatment, but her voice was still a little hoarse, probably because her vocal cords were injured, "My thoughts are too confused... If it wasn't for you that day, I'm afraid, I'm afraid... ..."

Her cheeks were pale, she looked like a frightened bird, she was indescribably pitiful, and she was completely different from the hot and bold female assistant on the stage.

"are you OK."

Song Yiqiao had gentle eyes, trying to encourage Jenny: "It's okay, everyone will be afraid at the moment of life and death, but you avoided it, didn't you? Trust me, everything will be fine."

--everything will get better.

She said the same thing to herself.

"me……"

Jenny was hesitating, unable to speak, and could only raise her head and look at her for help.

Under the direction of the doctor's eyes, Song Yiqiao sat on the edge of the bed, and held her cold fingertips with his uninjured hand.

"It's all right," she said, "say what you have to say."

Jenny was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "After waking up, I heard that Jules was dead... I thought, is there another reason? The props that day were his last inspection. According to the usual practice, There will always be special personnel to check and ensure the safety of large magic props. If something happens, it will ruin all his reputation. I have not followed Jules for a long time, but I understand that he is a cautious person. Why did this happen? The situation is really confusing..."

"How long have you been following him?" Song Yiqiao asked with his eyelids twitching.

"Less than a month."

It is not long.

Song Yiqiao asked again: "Why did you do this escape magic trick? I mean, shouldn't it be Jules?"

"I used to be a magician, but I just became a monk halfway, and I don't have many unique skills. As you can see, those men focus on the sexy body. Even if the magic is not good, they will more or less pay for it." Jenny was frustrated. He lowered his head, "I met Jules at a magician's party. He was performing a little trick at the time. Later, he found me and said he wanted me to be his assistant. I was so happy! During that time It was just to match his show, and then he said there was a show that I needed to be on and taught me the secret of escape magic, which I happily accepted, and then there was this terrible show."

"I want to ask, why did he come here to perform, do you know?"

Song Yiqiao always felt that Jules was trying to target her, but they didn't know each other before, so what was the problem?

"I'm not sure... oh, right!"

"whats the matter?"

"At one point he seemed to be talking to himself about accomplishing a goal. I happened to have something to ask him, and he noticed it as soon as I got to the door, and was very upset about my sudden appearance. Jules has since His room is always locked. God knows I don't want to get into a fight with him!"

"Target?"

Song Yiqiao thought for a while in doubt, and then asked: "Is there any other unusual behavior in him?"

"Unusual behavior?"

"Yes, besides practicing magic, have you met any strange people? Or will you go to a certain place secretly and disappear at a certain time..."

"I have to think about it..."

Jenny frowned. Suddenly, her pupils constricted violently, her whole body trembled like a sieve, and the sound of clucking teeth came out of her mouth.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

"Help! Someone is going to die!"

Jenny suddenly screamed and struggled wildly with her eyes closed. Song Yiqiao was accidentally hit on her injured hand and gasped in pain.Fortunately, the doctor's reaction was quick enough, and several people pressed her to the bed together, and after a dose of sedative, she gradually calmed down.

"What's wrong with her?"

"According to the patient's current condition, he still needs to recover for a while, so don't ask any more questions about the case." The doctor waved his hand, "Miss Song, it's time to rest for a few days, and I will talk to you when her mood stabilizes." related."

"……OK."

Song Yiqiao secretly apologized to Jenny, and went back to the ward with her sore hands raised.Even though her body was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, she suffered the same pain, which made her feel a little helpless.

"She is coming!"

"coming!"

"Hurry up!"

Song Yiqiao heard the excited voices of a group of people, and cast her gaze outside the door in astonishment. In an instant, a large wave of reporters holding camera microphones swarmed over, scrambling to hand the microphone to her mouth. Caroline had no time to stop her. drowned in the sea of ​​people.

If you read it correctly, the few reporters who squeezed in the front with grim faces because of excessive force were all colleagues working in a newspaper office.

Song Yiqiao: "..."

In the early morning of the next day, Mr. Detective, who was reading the newspaper while drinking coffee, saw Song Yiqiao's enlarged and deformed face due to fright and his hands raised high like baguettes appeared on the headlines of several newspapers. Watson took the opportunity to tease him for several days.

While Caroline was going to work, Song Yiqiao sneaked out of the hospital.In fact, her body has already returned to normal except for her hands, but she was ordered to stay in the hospital for safety reasons. The boring life almost made her go crazy.

She changed back into casual clothes, walked quickly through several streets, and arrived at a place.

"Why did you come here?"

Before I went in, I saw Anderson standing on the steps with a stinky face. His tone was very bad, almost impatient: "Is my meaning not accurate enough? Ma'am, let me say it again, everything in the theater has been revealed , we are bringing back the last thing, so don't make any more trouble."

"..."

The policemen next to him were still staring at him, Song Yiqiao left dejectedly, still thinking about other ways.

"This lady?"

A man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a long-handled black umbrella in his hand.His face was inexplicably familiar, and his gray eyes were very gentle: "Excuse me, my name is Mycroft Holmes, and I am Sherlock's brother. Can we chat alone for a while?"

Song Yiqiao froze for a moment.

"……it is good."

It would be perfectly accurate to say that the Diogenes Club housed the most solitary and unsociable people in town.

Song Yiqiao went from sitting on pins and needles at the beginning to resting calmly together in the end.She picked up a history magazine and flipped through it. It wasn't too strenuous with one hand, but she couldn't read it as freely as usual.

The amazing thing is that the unpleasant and anxious emotions of these days disappeared unconsciously, and the whole person was relaxed in just a few hours.

In this way, an inexplicable afternoon passed.

Mycroft, who had been flipping through the magazine, suddenly got up and put it back, glanced at her, and signaled to go out.Song Yiqiao followed out lightly. At this time, the sky was hazy, the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, and the night gradually enveloped London.

"Stop pursuing the truth."

This was the second sentence McCoff said when he met her.

"Why?" Song Yiqiao was a little surprised, "Wait, how did you know? And what is your purpose?"

She also thought that this younger brother would use verbal offensive to dig herself from the inside out, for fear that her precious brother would be hurt.Little do they know that Sherlock is the number one terrorist on Baker Street. If he wants to achieve something, no one will be able to stop him.

"The thing about Jules was an accident. It involved some big people, which you can't get in touch with. I can guarantee that they will not threaten you in the slightest. But I kindly advise you not to confront them, especially when it involves Sherlock." His last sentence was very heavy, as if he was afraid that Song Yiqiao would not understand the seriousness of the matter.

Song Yiqiao stopped and looked at him.

Mycroft's expression was unmoved, and his tone was calm and calm, but those pale gray eyes silently told Song Yiqiao that if she wanted to violate this principle, she might have to suffer a bloody lesson.

"Can I know why?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you."

"..."

Song Yiqiao bit her lip and said, "Okay. But if one day I can get in touch with 'that class', I won't let it go."

"Please."

"I have one last question. Why are you looking for me today?"

His answer was straightforward: "Know you."

Song Yiqiao answered curiously: "We only talked a few words, we hardly communicated when we were in the club, and we remained motionless for a long time, how did you understand?"

"Miss Song, you don't need to speak to know someone."

He smiled.