The last time I attended the prom was with Sherlock, Song Yiqiao's mood was much lighter, like now she has to guard against Hubert all the time. She was silently armed, and the two entered the door under the respectful gaze of the waiter.

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

The brightly dressed guests were silenced and cautiously moved out of the way, standing on either side like doormen, not daring to breathe. The gaze that fell on Song Yiqiao was surprised, frightened, and flattering...... For a time, she was even more popular than Hubert.

Song Yiqiao couldn't wait to bury his head in the crack in the ground, for fear of being recognized by others.

Holding her hand, he had no intention of withdrawing, and the man next to him was calm and comfortable, as if he was accustomed to the attitude of awe of others.

The countess and their daughter's engagement feast maintained a good demeanor, but their overjoyed tone still revealed their joy: "Monsieur Ferro, it is a great honor to be rewarded by you, it is an honor for the little girl!" ”

"Your Excellency has a great friendship with my father, and I deserve to be here for such a solemn occasion, so please don't be nervous about it."

Huber nodded, smiling detached and polite, but it almost brought tears to the eyes of the couple.

The fact that a mafia godfather who lived in seclusion was willing to attend their daughter's engagement proved that they were in a protected area, and that even if they never crossed paths again, the counts and their husbands were greatly favored by it.

Tonight, when the news gets out, whether it is a business partner or a politician, they will back down to them.

Ferro's reputation is much better than that of the Count.

The Earl had been Hubert's father's godson, and had been recognized for an important deal. Each godfather will have some godson under his name, some of whom are related by blood, and some of whom are due to political and other unspeakable factors.

In some ways, they have reached a relationship of obedience and obedience, and it is clear that the Ferro family is highly powerful, which makes them feel feared and respected.

Hubert knew his father's godson, but he never intended to interfere, and this time he was just looking for a suitable reason to ask Song Yiqiao to come out. It is a pity that the counts could not understand it and regarded it as the supreme honor.

The rest of the guests didn't dare to look too visibly, but their whispers shifted from a certain high-profile MP, the recent Milan catwalk, the size of a private yacht, and so on to Hubert.

…… and his female companion.

Song Yiqiao was very uncomfortable, she tried to break free of Hubert's arm, but was quietly squeezed by the other party.

"Would you like some champagne?" Hubert cast a gentle gaze at her, causing a large number of girls' hearts to shatter to the ground.

“…… I want to go to the bathroom. ”

"Okay."

To Song Yiqiao's surprise, Hubert let go of his hand lightly, and his amorous eyes were like a pool of lake water that could drown, making people blush and heartbeat.

“……”

She was stunned for a moment, only to see the man opposite gently pick up her long scattered hair and pull it behind her ear. The sensitive part of the back of the ear was lightly touched by the fingertips, and the strange feeling of trembling ran from the ear to the top of the head, making Song Yiqiao shiver involuntarily.

Hubert looked down at her, one hand just over their speculative gaze, and whispered in a voice that they could hear, "I will be very embarrassed if you run away today, Joe, I don't think you want to know what the ending will be." ”

Song Yiqiao chuckled in his heart, understanding that this one would not work. Her hands clenched into fists, and she calmly met Hubert's gaze.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"You're scared again."

"It's your unpredictable behavior that has caused me confusion."

Hubert smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to make the night a little more enjoyable." ”

She sighed, "Okay, you win, I won't think about running away anymore, but you have to make sure that there will be no more accidents tonight." ”

The word "accident" was bitten extremely hard.

"I do my best."

Hubert gently tugged at a strand of her black hair and pulled it back to her head, and let go of her hand with a reluctant look.

Song Yiqiao took a step back without a trace, picked up a glass of champagne, and raised his hand slightly to signal to him: "You go and get busy, I'll rest here for a while." ”

"Okay."

Hubert really agreed. Sure enough, even at such times, he habitually talked a little bit with people he had business dealings with.

As Song Yiqiao learns, Hubert's father was attacked during a trip, and in order to protect his family from a fatal knee injury, he has since needed a wheelchair to carry out activities. Hubert was only fourteen years old at the time, and after single-handedly overcoming all difficulties, he suppressed all opposition and became Ferro's refuge, the next godfather after his father.

Ferro's glory and suffering have since been inextricably linked to the young mafia.

Song Yiqiao searched the Internet for his information, but unfortunately everyone seemed to be very harmoniously silent about it, and the few articles also told the legendary story of how he became the new godfather.

There is even little personal information about Hubert, except that he seems to live a low-key life and does not like to socialize.

Song Yiqiao couldn't figure out why this godfather who called for wind and rain had a soft spot for her, and he was chasing after her. In terms of appearance, there are more beautiful women than her, and in terms of talent and reputation, she is just a little-known person, with no special skills, and she is still struggling on the front line of food and clothing.

So which tendon is wrong with Hubert?

Song Yiqiao drank a few glasses of wine depressedly, and then remembered that she had not eaten on an empty stomach, she shook her head, and was a little dizzy for a while. Suddenly, a familiar person appeared in her sight - Sherlock Holmes!

He came here, if it wasn't for the friendship he had to deal with, or there was another case haunting.

Song Yiqiao walked up to him and boldly asked with the intention of drinking, "What is Mr. Holmes doing here?" I thought you were going to be isolated from the world and die alone. ”

Sherlock's gaze focused on her slightly drunken blushing cheeks, and her usually sarcastic attributes seemed to be suddenly turned off, and he didn't comment on Song Yiqiao's slightly distorted expression.

"Why don't you speak?"

"It's not a wise decision to talk to an alcoholic."

Song Yiqiao couldn't help laughing: "Please rest assured, I am very conscious, and I don't believe it." ”

Sherlock looked at her noncommittally.

"Am I lucky enough to have a dance with you?" Song Yiqiao tilted his head and stretched out a hand, the fingertips were slender and white, and the nails were full and shiny, "In the name of God, I will be a good dance partner." ”

“……”

Sherlock's heart moved, and for the first time, he selectively put the case aside for the time being, and held Song Yiqiao's hand.

The warmth of the skin-to-skin touch made both of them a little shaken.

Song Yiqiao glanced at a certain place, and the loss of control caused by alcohol gradually disappeared, and she also realized how inappropriate this action was. If Hubert pursues it, Sherlock will probably be in trouble as well.

Sherlock followed her gaze, and a trace of inexplicable love flashed in his eyes: "For the sake of life, you'd better stay away from him." ”

Sure enough, without prompting, he also understood very thoroughly.

“…… Thank you. She bit her lip and smiled, but her words were calm and serious, "But I will say that if I have an accident tonight, even if it is death, you should not continue to investigate." ”

This muddy water shouldn't stir up more people.

But if she were killed, Sherlock's personality would not have turned a blind eye to the case. Not because the victim is someone he knows, but because of his nature, the choices he will definitely make.

Sherlock was silent.

"As you said, sometimes curiosity kills others. For the sake of your family and friend, Mr. Holmes, I don't need to say too much. ”

Song Yiqiao glanced at somewhere without a trace, and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, it seems that there is no way to do it today, I hope there will be a chance next time." ”

She withdrew her hand and walked to the drink in the hall, where there stood a tall, tall figure with a suave and innocent appearance. He waited for Song Yiqiao to pass, and the two didn't know what they were talking about, and a gentle smile appeared on their handsome faces.

Sherlock's brow furrowed.

Hubert is not the right person. Prior to this, he had investigated Hubert's information, and although it was limited, he was able to deduce a lot of information with his abilities. Judging by the current situation, it is clear that Hubert is going to do something to her.

It was his mistake that he didn't have time to tell Song Yiqiao about this just now, he ......

In front of Sherlock, an important person in the case appeared, and his gaze paused, and then stared at the two people who were talking and laughing in the light from afar, and decided to deal with the matter in front of him first.

There's still time.

On the other side, Song Yiqiao sat quietly next to him. After a few glasses of wine, her lower abdomen was a little sore, and she decided to go to the bathroom.

After she confessed to Hubert, she slowly walked away with the bag under the guidance of the waiter, not seeing that the smile of the man behind her became colder and colder, and a pair of deep eyes flashed with dark colors, and were soon hidden without a trace.

Hubert put down his glass and followed.

……

Song Yiqiao looked in the mirror and stepped out of the bathroom door after making sure there was nothing wrong with him. Suddenly, a hand as strong as an iron fist grabbed her arm tightly, and the man's gentle voice rang out.

"Joe."

"What are you going to do?"

She reacted instantly, but the sudden cold muzzle of her back made her dare not act rashly, and she could only be carried by Hubert to the room where she rested.

The door was slammed shut, and the hall was dimly lit and dimly reflected inside.

Song Yiqiao raised his hands and spoke slowly: "You calm down first." “

"I've been calm," Hubert smiled, "but you, Joe, seem to be upset, what's going on?" ”

He didn't mean to put down the gun, Song Yiqiao's throat rolled, and his palms were sweaty.

Hubert is experienced and knows her abilities very well, and the muzzle of the gun is always pointed at the fatal point, and I am afraid that if she has the intention to act rashly, the other party will shoot mercilessly.

-- He can really do it.

Song Yiqiao is convinced of this.

"I'm disappointed, to be honest." Hubert couldn't hide his loss as Solomon looked at his damaged treasure, "You shouldn't look like that, Joe, please let your guard down, I won't do anything." ”

"Then please put the gun down first."

"No, no, so you'll slip away and leave me forever."

"I won't."

"Look, you're not fit to lie."

His gaze was gentle and gentle, and his hoarse voice sounded as low as a whisper, like a grain of sand rolled up by the waves, and his vocal cords vibrated slightly, giving the listener goosebumps.

"I know your mood, your past, and everything about you."

Song Yiqiao's body stiffened.

"What do you know?"

"For example—" He bowed his head and whispered a startled name in Song Yiqiao's ear, "Caroline." ”

Song Yiqiao pulled up an arc without a smile: "I'm sorry, my roommate has died in a fire, and it's impossible if you want to take the opportunity to come up with useful information." ”

"Fire?"

He chuckled: "If it weren't for my intervention, how could she have fabricated the illusion so lightly." ”

As soon as Hubert's words came out, Song Yiqiao's face completely changed.

"You ......"

"Caroline is smart, but she annoys me. But I have to thank her for that, and since I saw you in the photo for the first time, I have to admit that I was intrigued. ”

“……”

"I started to pay attention to your every move and know all about you. It's a pity that Caroline seems to have hidden some facts and didn't reveal them until her death. ”

When Song Yiqiao heard this, he asked abruptly, "What is the transaction between you?" ”

"You're overestimating her." Hubert's tone was pleasant, as if he had heard a funny joke, "Commodities need to be exchanged for equal value, and the same is true for transactions, and she is not qualified to make a deal with me yet." ”

"But you do have a partnership with her."

"I just want to get to know you better, helping her is just a gesture. Joe, you have no idea how charming it can be when you show a brutal expression, and it makes me ......"

He suddenly interrupted his words, and his expression was forbearing, as if he was controlling the feelings he had been suppressing.

“…… It's a pity that you don't have it anymore. ”

Song Yiqiao looked at him expressionlessly: "This is just Song Yiqiao in your imagination, and it is completely opposite to me." As you can see, since you have been disappointed, please stop dwelling on it. ”

Hubert's laughter was heavy.

"You seem to have forgotten all about those things. For example, why someone broke into a house suddenly, how a prisoner escaped suddenly, Jules died suddenly and unexpectedly, and how Dr. Hannibal Lecter was found by Caroline......"

Every time he said one more word, Song Yiqiao's face became colder and colder.

"What do you want to say?"

"Good."

Hubert was pleased with her expression, showing a look of affection, and the gentle shell was completely thrown away, and even the smile became a little nervous.

"I'll give you two choices, one is to kill me, and the other is that I will kill you."

"How would you choose?"