Hubert only touched her fingertips politely, and quickly let go of his hand.

His attitude was very easy-going, his fine black hair slightly covered his smooth forehead, and a pair of deep eyes stared at Song Yiqiao, as if there were bright stars surging in the deep sea, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

――Sure enough, it's a hormone flood style unique to Interi, and ordinary people really can't bear it.

Maintaining a very friendly attitude towards women can easily lead to misunderstandings by the opposite sex who do not know the situation. But Song Yiqiao understands that it is their habit, in fact, they are just in the nature of protectiveness.

Faced with a handsome, powerful, and unobnoxious young man, most people will be moved. She touched her nose, but didn't think much.

Sherlock's arrogant face popped into his mind.

Song Yiqiao decided to meet next time, and he must tell him what is called a man's demeanor, although the other party has eight out of ten. Nine will not listen.

Maybe even sarcastic.

Then argued to the point that she was speechless.

……

Forget it. orz

Suddenly, Lestrade's bell rang. He picked up the phone, but after a few seconds, his expression became very solemn: "Okay, I understand...... Go right away. ”

"What's going on?"

"There were two more shootings."

"Two?!"

"Yes, it seems to be the same criminal gang, and it's clear that it's not just one person."

Lestrade turned his gaze to Hubert and asked with some uncertainty, "Sir?" ”

"Feel free to do so, you can come to me if you have any questions." Hubert smiled slightly, "If necessary." ”

"Thank you very much." Lestrade nodded appreciatively.

Those black eyes stared straight at Song Yiqiao, without blinking, as if they had captured something interesting, with a conniving gentleness.

"Goodbye."

Everyone's surprised eyes suddenly converged on the two of them, but they were all cautious, for fear of angering the unfathomable young godfather.

Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment: "...... Good bye. ”

The corners of Hubert's lips curled slightly, put on his gloves, and left the place first. Because of his existence, several parents hardly dared to speak out, and the aggressive woman stood aside, and her arrogance disappeared completely.

"So let's go first?" Lestrade looked at the rest of the men.

“……”

Receiving tacit approval, several people hurriedly got into the police car and went to the new crime scene. Song Yiqiao sat in the car, entangled for a while, but couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you find Sherlock Holmes?" If he solves the case, he may get more clues. ”

"His brother won't say yes." Lestrade sighed wryly, "Miss Song, you can't imagine how strict the collusion between the underground forces and the powerful here is, and the British government is much more than you imagined. He knew this, and of course he didn't want his brother to be involved. ”

Mycroft is indeed a competent older brother, and although he always seems to be in opposition to Sherlock on the surface, he is not a little protective in secret. Sherlock's duplicitous guy must have known it in his heart, but he didn't show it.

…… The bad taste of two high-IQ brothers.

Song Yiqiao silently slandered, but he was still silent on the surface. They soon arrived at the place where the murder was located - an underground parking lot.

Surveillance footage replays the scene at that time.

The man who had just gotten off work arrived at the parking lot and was going to drive away. When he was about to open the car door, he seemed to hear something, subconsciously turned around, and tragedy happened in an instant.

The bullet passed through his skull, blood and brains splattered, and the man fell to the ground before he could even struggle, killing instantly.

When the wife of the deceased saw this, she covered her mouth and wept bitterly.

In a place where the camera doesn't shine, a man wearing a black jumper and a mask like last time comes out and points out his middle finger at where the camera is.

"Same modus operandi as last time."

"But not the same person." Song Yiqiao frowned, "There are no tattoos on his arms, and he doesn't look like the previous attacker." ”

Lestrade agrees: "The inference is correct, and it is indeed an organizational activity. ”

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Looks like you're not very fast? …… Look, is this the neurotic lady who came out not long ago? The food in the sanatorium doesn't look good! ”

Grave's face was gloating, and the mocking words were endless from the moment he entered the door, and Anderson's patience was extremely poor, and he walked up to him and looked at him dissatisfied.

"A little ghost who has only been out of the police academy for a year, it's best not to be too arrogant."

"Anderson, maybe you should change the police station, these people will only drag you down."

"Poof......

Song Yiqiao burst out laughing when she heard this.

Who drags down whom? Anderson can lower the IQ of the entire Baker Street, and if Sherlock hears Grave's words, he will probably be disgusted enough to think that he has lowered the IQ of the British Empire!

No, probably so disgusted that he doesn't bother to speak.

When she thought of that scene, her face turned red, and she could only laugh silently in her heart because of her feelings.

-- Sure enough, it is a sympathy between the mentally retarded.

"What's ridiculous! Honestly, do you have a bit of a problem with your head? ”

"Perhaps." Song Yiqiao replied with a smile.

Greve, who was waiting for her to refute, swallowed the rest of his words, so angry that he could only stare at him.

"Greve!"

Behind him walked a female police officer, who was the boss who scolded him last time. She nodded to Song Yiqiao, and said with a stern expression: "The matter is urgent, and the superiors have mobilized many police forces to demand that the murderer be apprehended." Inspector Lestrade, the very bad news is that there were two more shootings and killings not long ago. ”

"What the hell are they trying to do!"

"So far, the victims include two students, a lawyer, a nanny, and a family of five who went out to play, and nine people have died."

"Are you a terrorist?" Anderson asked.

"It's not. Judging by their methods, it must have something to do with some underground organization in London. ”

Song Yiqiao suddenly spoke: "Is there a connection between the victims?" ”

"No contact has been found at this time. Whether it's the location, time, and victim of the crime, it's very random, it's like—"

"Revenge?"

"That's right." The female police officer nodded approvingly, "They should be an anti-social organization, they should have had anti-law activities before, but they can't hold back recently, so they choose to retaliate in a more radical way." ”

Anti-social organizations...... Breach of the peace...... Get you back......

Song Yiqiao's eyelids jumped.

Her mind came to Jack through the glass, his eyes dark, and the voice on the other end of the phone was terrifyingly cold.

- You'll regret it.

Could it be Jack! By the way, he said to raise an army!

Song Yiqiao's face became a little ugly. If Jack did it, it was partly because of her, so ......

"Miss Song?"

"Huh?"

Lestrade looked at her worriedly: "Your injuries have not completely healed, don't join this kind of thing, go back and rest!" ”

“…… Good. ”

It's just the right thing for her to deal with.

Song Yiqiao did a good job of hiding her strangeness, and was about to leave after saying goodbye, but was stopped by Grave.

"I'm going to send you to jail someday." He lowered his voice and said viciously.

"I'll wait for you."

Song Yiqiao pulled a cold smile, and his eyes swept over Grave like a sharp blade, causing him to take a few steps back. Feeling humiliated, Grave glared at her through gritted teeth.

"You should be careful lately, Mr. Officer." Song Yiqiao said teasingly, "Not every corner has a monitoring probe. ”

As soon as the words fell, she went out the door without looking back.

Grave froze in place, quickly enraged by his cowardly reaction, and kicked the corner of the table in anger. Unfortunately, he happened to kick into a sharp corner, and the sharp pain in his toes made his face turn blue, and he almost screamed in pain, and he had already sent Song Yiqiao, the culprit, to the gallows with a thousand knives in his heart.

At this moment, Song Yiqiao, who walked to the street, rubbed his red nose and didn't sneeze for a long time.

…… Maybe a little cold?

She shook her head, leaving the mess behind.

Everywhere you go lately, you need to be cautious, Song Yiqiao quietly checked whether there was anyone following behind him, while quickly bypassing several bustling streets, picking some tricky places and walking a few laps, taking advantage of no one to see, quickly slipped to the place where the fight club was located.

When she reached the door, the iron door was tightly closed and locked, and judging by the dust falling on it, it must have not been opened for a while.

Strange, where did they go?

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and Song Yiqiao pursed his lips, not knowing what to do. She couldn't make phone calls, maybe she had a listening device on her phone now, and she couldn't use it for her own safety in order not to mess with Mycroft.

So—

Heavy footsteps came from the dark corridor, and a man's muffled growl sounded: "Who? ”

Song Yiqiao heard a familiar voice and relaxed his vigilance slightly: "It's me." Why is the door closed, and is something wrong? ”

"It turned out to be you." The janitor squinted his eyes and said in a not very good tone, "I remember your face, you didn't participate in these events, right?" ”

"What activity? Sorry, something happened to me and I didn't receive the message. ”

It's good that it seems that Jack didn't give them orders to target her.

"It's troublesome, but I have to say, the news is mixed. I think Taylor should want to see you, I'll take you there! ”

"Who is Taylor?" She was getting more and more confused.

"Taylor is Jack, and Jack is Taylor. In this case, he generally makes us call him Taylor. ”

Song Yiqiao decided not to speak yet.

The situation may be more complicated than imagined, what happened to Jack during her absence?

Song Yiqiao followed the other party through many cramped passages, and as soon as they went out, a car was waiting for them.

"Please?"

She was not afraid of any conspiracy these people would play, and it could be said that if they followed Jack's orders, they would not do anything to stab them in secret. Fight Club members like to use straightforward violence to solve problems, fists to vent their inner violence, rather than killing people behind their backs.

As soon as he got out of the car, Song Yiqiao was shocked by the scene in front of him.

This is the location of a slum, the apartment in front of you is dilapidated, and the courtyard is crowded with many people, who look like soldiers and are methodically carrying out some activity. When they heard the sound, they cast wary glances.

"Hey, relax."

The man spread his hands and led her to the second floor. The apartment had been almost transformed beyond recognition, several walls had been broken through, revealing bare concrete walls, few decent pieces of furniture, and dust on the floor. Suddenly there was an angry voice from inside, which seemed to be arguing.

“…… You can't...... Not right......"

"You go in." He took a stupid step back, "Taylor is in a bad mood, be careful what you say." ”

"Thank you for the admonition."

Song Yiqiao knocked on the door: "Jack? ”

The room fell silent suddenly.

In just two or three seconds, the door slammed open. Jack held the door with one hand, his expression was unusually tired and depressed, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Song Yiqiao.

"Joe?"

His gaze was not as sharp as the last time, which made Song Yiqiao a little puzzled.

"I heard you haven't been doing well lately?"

"I'll tell you the truth, it's terrible." Jack let her in and suddenly patted her on the head, "By the way, I haven't introduced you yet." ”

He pointed to an empty part of the room and muttered, seemingly reluctantly, "His name is Taylor, and he's a soap merchant, one of the founders of the Fight Club, and my partner." ”

Song Yiqiao followed Jack's finger and saw only a double bed and the lamp on the bedside table.

"Wait, I've had a bad memory lately, have you met?"

“……”

She stiffened, turned her head to stare at Jack, and said slowly, word by word, "There are only two of us in the room, I swear." ”