Song Yiqiao walked very slowly, and the footsteps in the rain and the sound of his heartbeat gradually merged, merging into the same torrent -

Knock, knock, knock.

In an instant, the moist cold air dissipated, and a flame burst from the heart, burning the whole body to a boil, like a heavenly fire in the darkness, awakening a sleeping beast in a corner of the love.

Song Yiqiao's senses became unusually sensitive at this moment, and she clearly heard the footsteps behind her getting closer and closer, stepping over the waterhole, approaching in a steady, deadly rhythm.

[You have caused the criminal's first-level alert, please act carefully!] 】

Her steps paused, and she continued to walk unsuspectingly. If you pay attention, you can see that the iron handle has been pinched and deformed unconsciously, and the finger lines are imprinted.

The exit of the trail was only ten meters away, and the vision in the rainy night was blurry, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the figure in the dark, so even if something happened to Song Yiqiao, I am afraid that no one would be able to find out.

Her brain was still running at high speed.

Money? Deadly? Serial murderer? Or is it just for the release of **?

[You have caused the criminal's second-level alert, please ......]

The sudden sound of the prompt distracted Song Yiqiao's attention, and at the moment when she shook her head, a menacing blow came from her back!

It was as if a heavy object had been swung high, swept through a cold cool breeze, and smashed down from above with an irresistible ferocity.

"Bang!"

This time it was too fast, so fast that Song Yiqiao didn't have time to react, she subconsciously threw the umbrella over and tried to resist it, and the back of the head was hit hard.

The intense dull pain made Song Yiqiao's eyes white, and he almost fainted in pain.

Her body fell to the ground, and in her blurred vision she saw a man in a black raincoat standing vertically on the ground with a stick-like object in his hand. She opened her eyes in vain, but she couldn't see the other party's facial features clearly...... What the...... All...... Can't see clearly......

The world plunges into darkness in the next second.

[Failure of the second-level alert defense, gain a point.] The host's life is under severe threat, and this point will be spent for preliminary repair, please confirm!

…… The host defaults, and the hotfix is initiated. 4%…… 8%…… 32%……】

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“…… Minor concussion......"

“…… The criminal...... Runaway......"

“…… Same features......"

My head hurts, it hurts like it's going to explode.

The sound next to her ear awakened Song Yiqiao's senses, and as soon as she moved, a heart-rending pain hit her brain, accompanied by a whirling dizziness, successfully keeping her in her original position.

When she opened her eyes, she couldn't find the focus for a long time, and after a while, she was gradually able to see clearly.

"Are you better?"

A handsome strange man appeared above his head, his smile was gentle, and as he spoke, he reached for the top of Song Yiqiao's head, as if to check something.

“…… Where is this? ”

Song Yiqiao glanced at him weakly, and then turned his gaze slightly around, and there were familiar curtains, a few books, some strange-shaped furnishings, and medical equipment......

Then, her gaze froze.

Sherlock, sitting in the striped armchair, resting his elbows on his knees, his fingertips facing each other, closed in contemplation. He seemed to sense Song Yiqiao's strong gaze, opened his eyes suddenly, looked straight at Song Yiqiao through the door, and then opened his mouth as if talking to himself.

"The murderer should have used a weapon such as a baseball bat, with a lot of strength, stronger wrist strength than ordinary people, tall and average body size. Judging from the posture of his escape, there is an old injury in the knee joint that cannot be completely healed, and it is very likely that he was a racer in competitive events. ”

He spoke quickly and urgently, with such certainty that there was no doubt.

At this time, Sherlock was less annoying than before, and his confident conversation added a strange charm to him, and his gray eyes were no longer full of boredom with Yiqiē, but revealed a wise light.

"Maybe he's engaged in some kind of related work, and he uses his position to facilitate ......"

"No, John, you don't want to have any impact on it for the rest of your life, even if it's reported or talked about. In the same way, the after-effects left behind will make you immerse yourself in the shadows of the old days, day after day, you will be as depressed as ever, but one day, because of an opportunity, you choose to explode-"

"So kill people to vent?" Song Yiqiao asked.

Sherlock did not answer her question, but picked up a newspaper on the table and read it: "The deceased is a woman, with black hair and black eyes, twenty-three years old, slender and a waitress in a restaurant. On the way home from the bar that night, he was attacked and hit in the head with a weapon suspected of being a stick, and the director died instantly. ”

He looked at Song Yiqiao and said lightly: "This is the first case, if you die tonight, it will be the second case." ”

Song Yiqiao bit her lip.

Recalling the momentary panic at that time, the feeling of powerlessness and despair still permeated her heart.

- She didn't want to go through the pain of dying again and again. She wants to be stronger, she wants to punish criminals, she wants to keep those bastards in a prison where there is no chance to harm anyone else!

"Mr. Sherlock, I want to ask you for something."

He cast his gaze to the ceiling, and the whole person lay on his back in a chair, and his tone was inaudible: "I don't think you have the ability to catch him personally." ”

“……”

Sure enough, nothing can be hidden.

But in fact, it is true, she does not have first-class reasoning and analysis skills, so it is too unfair for unknown victims to stop Sherlock from solving the case so rashly.

“…… Sorry, I was so selfish. ”

Song Yiqiao looked guilty, she took a deep breath, and decided not to interfere with each other, so that she had to hurry up.

Catch the real murderer!

"It's not selfish, irritated emotions that can't be restrained, it's human instinct." Sherlock rarely made a sarcastic remark, but explained for her, "It's understandable to want to catch the criminal, but only if you can." ”

"Why don't we sort out what we know now and solve the puzzle quickly?"

She turned her head in surprise, and saw the other party smiling and stretching out her hand: "It's me who is too presumptuous." Hello, my name is Watson and I'm Sherlock's roommate. ”

"My name is Song Yiqiao, and I live across the street from you, you can call me Qiao."

Song Yiqiao pointed to the window and looked in the direction her finger pointed, and suddenly, she and Watson were stunned.

Someone in her room!

Sherlock noticed that something was wrong with the two of them, and he looked up, his brow furrowed suddenly, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles.

Song Yiqiao couldn't care about being dizzy, and wanted to rush out when he got up, but was stopped by Sherlock.

"The body is not a suspect."

"What?"

"Watson and I will go over, don't act rashly."

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and then quickly walked out the door. Song Yiqiao stared nervously at the figure, but after a few seconds, the other party suddenly disappeared, and after searching around blankly for a long time, she only saw Sherlock and them appear in the window, and after some searching, Sherlock stood in front of the window and mouthed her.

- Gone.

Things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

Who the hell is that person?

The two people who entered the door were drenched in the rain, Sherlock picked up a towel and wiped it casually, saying: "The things in the room are in good condition, the door lock has not been recognized as tampering, and the target is an experienced thief or acquaintance who committed the crime." ”

"And," he said, putting the towel aside, with a thoughtful look, "the door was wide open when we entered. ”

Watson put forward his own opinion: "Maybe the other party was in too much of a hurry when he fled. ”

"I hope so."

Sherlock replied meaningfully, looking at the empty window opposite, "Miss Song Yiqiao, you go tomorrow to check if there is any damage to your property." ”

Song Yiqiao rubbed his temples, but his head hurt even more...... Maybe she should call for a few days sick from Amp first.

- Wait, so where should I sleep tonight?