The ventilation system throughout the building was well ventilated, but there was no passage to accommodate one person to the outside of the building. The hall where Dior was located before, all the way to the toilet on the fourth floor, was too large to be searched by dozens of police officers in the police station alone. Sherlock, on the other hand, was more concerned with the trick, and when the smoke cleared, she removed the 'bomb' that Dior had detonated from her feet. It's just a signal stick, and you can buy it at a hiking equipment store.

Here's the hint you gave... Sherlock's eyes narrowed. If Dior had used the bomb, everyone including Sherlock would have died. But she didn't, and while she was still thinking, the negotiator came over.

"Are you Sherlock?"

"Hmmm, are you—" Sherlock looked at him for a moment, "Roger Smith, the famous negotiator the police had?"

"Exactly," the man said, straightening his neckline, looking at Sherlock, "you know the suspect, right?"

"Ah, this isn't the first time we've 'got'd. ”

"And what was her previous style of crime?"

Sherlock couldn't help but pause, but she thought about it carefully for a long time before she nodded and replied:

"She is truly my toughest adversary, and so far none of the cases she has committed have left enough evidence to prosecute her. ”

That's right, Dior would not have been so merciful in the past. Sherlock thought for a moment, this was her 'game' with Dior, and it would be too boring if Dior killed her directly. And this conceited goblin made other decisions, such as not using his abilities and not asking for help from others. In other words, the preparation she made was only within the realm of 'ordinary people'? Otherwise, she could have replaced the flare baton with tear gas, or even with a real bomb.

Yes, it's a game between the two of them, and it's up to them to decide whether they win or lose.

Thinking so, Sherlock didn't say a word, left the negotiator there, and strode downstairs.

What's the easiest way to get out of this building? Sure, it's a bright walk, but how do you get out when the building is surrounded by police?

The answer is cross-dressing.

The police mobilized were not only the police and SWAT officers in the San Francisco metropolitan area, but also the police officers who had previously investigated the case were also called in the name of support, which means that many colleagues did not necessarily know each other. This is the best way to evade detection, but where will Dior's disguised belongings be hidden?office?toilets.locker rooms?warehouse?

To put it another way, it should be the closest place to the ground floor, the fourth floor. The warehouse on the fourth floor, which is closest to the stairs, is often passed by and is easy to find, so the toilet is the second.

Sherlock hurried to the elevator entrance, but was stunned to find that the elevator had been blocked by the police, and he stomped his feet in anger. Before she had time to explain to the police, she spread her steps and ran downstairs.

On Dior's side, she came to the toilet through the vent, and before she used a dagger to remove the screws on the vent of the vent, she jumped off the vent and looked very calm. She took off her suit jacket and coat, and the blue shirt inside was the same as a police uniform. Then she took off her glasses and tossed them aside, took out a headband, and tied her long hair back at the back of her head. Finally, she took one last thing out of her bag, a remote control. She pressed the remote control, then hung her glasses in her breast pocket, and dropped everything in place.

Without hesitation, Dior pushed open the door and strode downstairs.

Upstairs, the walkie-talkie in Sherlock's arms, who had barely taken two steps, suddenly sounded.

"This is Alpha1, and the rooftop is trying to fly out of something. It is being confirmed, and it seems to be a paraglider. ”

"This is the headquarters, immediately send someone to confirm the situation, send some people over to take a look. ”

Paragliding ?!! Sherlock was taken aback, could it be that Dior didn't rush downstairs at all? No, the range of the paraglider is too small, and it is too conspicuous, that is the real bait, the real purpose...

"Sheriff, don't transfer anyone, and don't allow anyone to leave!" Sherlock yelled into the walkie-talkie as he continued to run downstairs.

"Huh, but we still have to make sure there's no stolen or dangerous stuff on the paraglider..."

Damn it. Sherlock gritted her teeth, knowing that she couldn't convince the sheriff to do what she told her to do.

The only way... No, you can't be taken away by Dior.

If Dior wants to escape from the pursuit, he must have prepared a means of transportation, and it must not be far, as long as he is one step ahead of Dior...

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Seeing that some of the police had already left, Dio sneered, and ran to the back door as fast as he could, holding a folder and a car key.

As expected, there were two guards at the back door, but Dio pretended to be anxious, nodded to the two, and ran out of the back door, without the two policemen looking at her much. She just ran out from under the noses of the police, but she went to a place that was not in the parking lot.

After leaving the police, she picked up her glasses and put them on again, and walked towards the station on the other side of the loan company. There was a taxi rank there, and she didn't book a taxi.

She saw a Cadillac parked at the taxi stand, and an intriguing smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Pull open the door and sit in the back seat, throwing the folder in her hand on the other side, she leisurely crossed her legs. The car started and she didn't say a word, even though she could already see the familiar little chestnut hair in the rearview mirror.

"You still found out, how did you leave the building before I did? You should still be gasping for breath in the stairwell. ”

"I couldn't stop the sheriff from dismantling, so I had to delay for a while," Sherlock in the rearview mirror frowned, "Fortunately, I exercise a lot, and my health is not bad, don't look at me like this, I also learned a little self-defense." Thanks to your suspicious spirit, you know I can guess that you have your transport ready, so you certainly won't leave your car keys to the caretaker in the parking lot for safekeeping. ”

"Then why the taxi rank?" Dior narrowed his eyes.

"In order to quickly find a means of transportation to leave, the means of transportation you are looking for must be very conspicuous. This car is not very common in the neighborhood, and... I just pulled the door open with the key still on it. ”

"You're committing a crime. ”

"You too. ”

The vehicle drove slowly, passing through the traffic light on the corner. There was silence in the carriage for a moment, and when he turned the corner and walked up to tell, Sherlock suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

Only then did Dio speak:

"Where are you going?"

"The police station. Sherlock immediately replied earnestly.

"Then, it's better to send me to the police station, and you win. Dio raised the corners of his mouth.

"That's good. Sherlock snorted.

As soon as Sherlock said this, he saw Dio take out a few medicine bottles and place them beside him one by one. Sherlock only saw her take out the medicine, but didn't know what she was going to do, and Dio took a little medicine from the two brown pill bottles and swallowed it without hesitation.

"What's that?"

"You'll find out right away. Dior blinked.

With that, she opened the window, raised her gun, and reached out.

"We all have a big life, and we can't die. ”

Sherlock just thought it was bad, but Dior had already shot. This shot, she aimed at the tires of the car. The deafening sound of gunfire echoed on the highway,

In an instant, the car stalled, and Sherlock had already turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes for the first time, but it was still useless. The car swerved into the lane next to it and hit its head on a streetlight.