[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

In the dark night, everything is quiet, and the sound of the swaying flowers and branches blown by the wind is so clear.

Song Yiqiao screamed inwardly. She put away her backpack and looked around vigilantly: "I think there may be some misunderstanding between us, can you come out and talk?"

Several faces flashed across her mind in an instant——Hubert?Greve?Anderson?

No no, Hubert's interest in her has disappeared, and he should not pay any more attention to her after returning to Sicily.As for the latter, with their IQs, it may be difficult to understand the relationship, let alone catch Song Yiqiao right here.

Now, there is only one most likely candidate left, and Song Yiqiao is the least willing to face it.

... Sherlock.

She stood up and sighed: "Come out, don't worry, I won't play tricks."

"I thought you would continue to deny it."

Accompanied by the usual ridicule, Sherlock walked out of the hiding place, and the moonlight shone on him, making the contours of his face more and more profound, but his always calm and indifferent eyes faintly restrained certain emotions.

"Song Yiqiao."

"..."

Sure enough, he was recognized.

She gave up the idea of ​​struggling again, and explained in a low voice with guilt: "How to put this kind of thing clearly..."

To her surprise, Sherlock didn't say any more sarcasm, he took a few steps forward, and the two of them instantly drew closer. ... No, too close.

The tip of Song Yiqiao's nose was about to touch his chest, and she could smell the unique breath of men, as if the warm body temperature of the other party was burning her fair cheeks red through the thin shirt.She blinked her eyes in a daze, and suddenly realized that she wanted to back away in a hurry.

Sherlock didn't give her a chance.

In the next second, Song Yiqiao was hugged into a warm embrace, and Sherlock's strong and powerful arms hugged her back. She seemed to be scalded by a branding iron, and struggled a few times in a panic, but she was like a cub wrapped up Pressing it tightly, he could only tremble helplessly.

His ears were burning hot and painful, Song Yiqiao didn't dare to look up, his thoughts were completely muddled.

She could have easily pushed Sherlock away, but now she seemed to have lost her strength, her legs were weak, and she stammered for a long time and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"You won, Song Yiqiao, I completely surrender."

Sherlock's sigh-like whisper seemed to pass through layers of mist, pass through the eardrum, and gently fall on her heart, again and again, sweeping like the tip of a feather, not painful, but sore and swollen, making her heart His scalp was numb, and every part of his body was trembling.

This is the first time Sherlock has admitted defeat, the first time he has softened his attitude, and used such a helpless tone.

... Confession.

Song Yiqiao's cheeks were burning hot, countless stars twinkled in his eyes, and his expression was enchantingly beautiful.She raised her head with a blushing face, pretending to be calm and teasing, "I have warned you a long time ago, you should be careful, Mr. Holmes."

"I was too careless."

Sherlock stared deeply into those blue eyes, and what he saw through the strange woman's body was his familiar soul.

"I'm glad to see you again."

Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, looking at Sherlock with warm eyes that were about to melt.At this moment, she is even more moving than when she was singing an opera. Her bright eyes are unblinking, as gentle and lovely as Artemis staring at the shepherd she fell in love with, and the smile on her lips almost overflows .

"Me too," she said.

A tiny grain of sand falls from a precision instrument, so inconspicuous, but it messes up the running track, and it can never go back to the past.

"Click."

It seems that something changed the course.

……

"and many more!"

The rare harmonious atmosphere between the two hadn't been maintained for a while, Song Yiqiao exclaimed, covered his mouth in a hurry and said cautiously: "It's just right, help me!"

"I'm looking for you..." Sherlock carefully considered the words, "Body?"

"Yes, if you don't find it out, it won't look good if it's broken."

Whispering, she pulled the backpack over, and was about to take out the folding shovel, and greeted Sherlock like a grave robber: "Come on, you have experience, how can I get it open?"

"Not here."

"From here... what?" Song Yiqiao asked belatedly.

"Your body was kept in a freezer in perfect condition."

"The coffin—"

"The coffin is empty."

"..."

Only then did Song Yiqiao realize that she had been swayed by Sherlock.Presumably the other party already knew that she had a problem, so he used a fake funeral to lure her out.

She took back the things in frustration: "How did you know I would come to the cemetery?"

"I told John to ambush in advance and wait for your arrival. As I expected, you go to find the place where your cemetery is."

"Then how did you know that I was going to dig up my own body?"

"You should first explain why the corpse still heals itself." Sherlock regained his expressionless face, grabbed her face and pinched it, and Song Yiqiao cried out in pain, "Aren't you going to say it?"

--alright, you win!

Song Yiqiao was caught on the sore spot, followed him back to the dissecting room dejectedly, and explained his origin.Throughout the whole process, Sherlock only asked a few questions, and did not show the slightest surprise at what she said.

"interesting."

This is Mr. Detective's simple evaluation of the incredible things she has experienced.

"Won't you be surprised? I mean, the average person wouldn't believe such a thing, especially someone who's working on a case."

"Existence is reasonable." He put on his gloves and opened the previous freezer. "Besides, your expression can't fool me."

"..."

Didn't he mean "You are too stupid and your acting skills are too clumsy, how could you deceive me? It's a dream"...

Well, Song Yiqiao should be thankful that after getting along for such a long time, Sherlock's taunting skills are no longer as merciless as before.

Thinking about it this way, she felt more and more that she should have Stockholm Syndrome. Orz "The wound is still healing fast."

"Ok?"

Immediately throwing aside her wild thoughts, she quickly walked to the front, seeing the tragic state of the head, she was immediately disgusted by herself.

"It hasn't grown well yet." Song Yiqiao took a few steps back as if facing a formidable enemy.

Sherlock glanced at her, did not comment on her dislike of her behavior, and then turned his attention to the corpse: "The position of the left skull has increased by about eight millimeters compared to the morning. According to the current speed, it will be finished within five days. Fully grown."

"Five days? That's fast enough."

But why the system says it will take about a month?

Sherlock could see through what she was thinking at a glance: "The repair of the head is only the first step, and the damaged body functions need to be restored gradually. A month's time is already amazing."

"So that's how it is—" She elongated her voice in disappointment, "There are still more than 20 days, it's really exhausting."

"Let's go back."

"where to?"

"I don't think you have a place to live."

Song Yiqiao accurately caught the wig and clothes thrown over, and changed into them resignedly.She really can't count on Sherlock, and she has even prepared the follow-up work, so what excuse can she refuse?

So, in the London night, I saw a tall and handsome man in a black trench coat walking in front, followed by a relatively short man, looking left and right from time to time.

"I think it's okay for me to cosplay Watson." Song Yiqiao stroked his beard and muttered softly, "It's so ugly."

Sherlock selectively plays deaf and dumb.

They didn't meet anyone they knew along the way. After they returned to the room, Song Yiqiao tore off his fake beard and lay on his back on the sofa.There was a sudden pain in her stomach, Song Yiqiao's expression changed, and he rushed directly to the toilet.

Within a minute, she clutched her lower abdomen and went out the door.

"That... I want to ask..." Song Yiqiao asked pretending to be serious, "Are there sanitary napkins?"

"..."

The other party didn't want to talk to her, and threw a questioning look at her knowingly.

Josie's reaction when she was on her period was very violent. It was the first time Song Yiqiao encountered such a situation. The pain caused beads of sweat to protrude from her forehead, and her face turned pale in a short while.She pressed her cold belly, trying to relieve the pain.

"Stay here and don't open the door if someone knocks."

"you……"

As soon as the voice fell, the door was closed.

Song Yiqiao didn't dare to sit on the sofa, for fear of soiling the sofa, it would be too embarrassing.She had just confessed her love, and encountered such a speechless moment. Aside from the pain, she still thought that Sherlock's mood should be in a daze.

Thinking of this, Song Yiqiao laughed gleefully.She only fantasizes about Sherlock's depressed expression, and she has no consciousness of falling in love at all.

...Sure enough, I have been single for a long time.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Sherlock!"

The sudden knock on the door startled Song Yiqiao, she took a step back, not daring to go up to look at the cat's eyes.

"I'm Lestrade, sorry to bother you so late, but there is a case that requires your help!"

It turned out to be Inspector Lestrade, so she couldn't come forward.Song Yiqiao calmed down, thought for a while, and hid in Sherlock's bedroom and locked the door.Inspector Lestrade was only interested in the case, and would not be so curious that he would open all the doors, not to mention, Sherlock would not give him a chance.

After knocking on the door for a while, it suddenly disappeared, and then Song Yiqiao heard the clicking sound of the door lock being turned.

"Sherlock, I'm sorry that I was too rash, but you must go, otherwise there will only be more and more victims. There have been three murder cases, the victims are not fixed, and the modus operandi is not fixed, but the relationship between The frequencies are so close that we suspect the killer is a single person."

"Save everything until tomorrow."

"Great! Just promise, I'll come to you tomorrow!"

The footsteps sounded farther and farther away, and then the door was shut tightly.

Finally——

Song Yiqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and turned the door lock. As soon as she opened the door, Sherlock handed it over with a bag in one hand, and she quickly took it.

When I opened it, I found sanitary napkins, tampons, hot water bottles, pajamas... I bought a bunch of them.

Her heart warmed up, she looked at Sherlock with a smile, and said sincerely, "Thank you."