According to incomplete statistics, there are 169 underground organizations in London, and there are some people who are too secretive or are not counted among them because of the mixture.

The numbers are quite frightening.

In a developed city of just over 1,600 square kilometers, there are so many dangerous elements lurking in the city, and it is simply impossible to guard against them.

"It's supposed to be a retaliatory shooting, you look here."

"He knows where the monitor is!"

Several people sat in the office, and Anderson once again replayed the scene of the crime. The elevator door opened, and the two students were about to enter, when the man in the elevator suddenly raised his gun and slammed their heads twice, and before they could struggle, the two students' brains burst out, blood splattered, and they fell in a pool of blood and died on the spot.

The man, dressed in a black jumper and wearing a white grimace mask, walked to the elevator, stopped the door that was about to close, and tilted his head in the direction of the monitor.

The next second, he took a step back, and the elevator door closed.

Then the tenant came out of the elevator and screamed in horror at the sight.

Song Yiqiao frowned: "It's too arrogant." ”

"Finish the crime calmly, skillfully use the gun, and here-"

He froze the picture at the moment when he raised the gun, and when he zoomed in, the tattoo on the man's wrist was very obvious.

"Repeat offenders, you should go to jail. We have investigated recent files to see if any eligible offenders have escaped or been released from prison, and hidden informants are actively looking for relevant organizations. ”

"Where is this?"

"The apartments near the school, the private schools, you know, the rich kids like to toss, and the places where they live are also upscale. The reason why I suspect that this case has something to do with the underground forces is because I found it in the room of the two of them. ”

The transparent pouch contained white powder, and Song Yiqiao instantly understood.

"Drugs."

"Bingo! Lo and behold, this is the consequence of lax discipline. He shrugged, "The two have been taking drugs for a long time, but they don't dare to let the family know that they secretly saved money, but spent too much, so they owed a high debt." ”

"What about other surveillance? I mean, where did the criminals go when they get out? Maybe there will be clues. ”

"There were a few surveillance cameras that had a slight problem that night and they hadn't had time to be repaired, so it's clear that the killer knew about the situation." When Anderson said this, he suddenly looked at Song Yiqiao with a smile, "Speaking of this, Miss Song must know better than me." ”

He was satirizing that it was Song Yiqiao who destroyed the surveillance footage that night.

"Anderson!"

Inspector Lestrade scolds reproachfully, in exchange for the latter's sloppy hands.

Song Yiqiao didn't take his sarcasm seriously at all, and Anderson only had the ability to occasionally stab others with words, and it was never him who could really poke at the pain point.

"The murderer knows the specifics of the apartment, is good at using firearms, has an arrogant modus operandi, and may be a member of an underground organization - could he be the tenant of the apartment?"

"There are only five tenants in this apartment besides students, and it is still under investigation, but there is little hope."

"Jingle bell—"

The phone rang suddenly, repeating it over and over again.

Song Yiqiao was taken aback: "Inspector Lestrade, maybe you should change to a milder ringtone." ”

"We'll think about it." He laughed.

"Hey, who is it? …… Hmm, got it...... Good. The police officer who answered the phone turned his head, held the microphone with one hand, and whispered with a bitter face, "The parents of the students are here again, they are waiting in the apartment, do you want to go?" ”

"Go ahead, they won't give up if they don't give an explanation for the time being."

Anderson said self-deprecatingly: "Capitalism of all evils. ”

The group got into a police car and hurried to the apartment where the incident occurred.

“…… One of the children, Ivan's parents, are socially celebrities, and they are usually very indulgent with their children, and in addition to this kind of thing, they have begun to hold the school and the police accountable. So don't talk too much when the time comes, they are all some characters who are not easy to mess with, and they will be perfunctory for the time being. ”

Lestrade had no choice but to come up with a way to delay.

"I see." Song Yiqiao nodded in understanding.

Once the victim's background involves some forces, the situation can become very troublesome. Those people are used to pressure, they are impatient, they just want a result, or rather, a life for a life. On the one hand, the police have time constraints and it is more difficult to solve the case, and on the other hand, they have to weigh the two parties, which is really a thankless errand.

Anderson saw a text message displayed on his phone, and after opening it, his expression became solemn: "Damn, why is that one here." ”

"Who?"

"Ivan's Godfather, Hubert Ferro."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the police car suddenly became heavy, and only Song Yiqiao was a little confused.

"Mafia?"

"Ferro...... Miss Song, you need to know how much Vito Cassio Ferro has had an impact on the world. If you've seen "The Godfather" starring Marlon Brando, you will understand that this movie is based on him, and it can be said that at that time, he once ruled the whole of Sicily, and everyone worshipped him as a god and called him 'Don'. ”

"So, the Italian mafia named Hubert Fello is his descendant?"

"That's right. He usually lives in seclusion and rarely participates in social activities, who would have expected ......"

Lestrade sighed: "If it doesn't work, Anderson, prepare to hand over the case, we can't mess it up, otherwise we will find a big . Troublesome. ”

“…… I understand. ”

For Song Yiqiao, the word mafia is very unfamiliar, she has only seen it on the screen, and she is still a little apprehensive about facing a powerful man with the power to call for wind and rain. But the worries were quickly dispelled.

The mafia is organized and disciplined, and it is not easy to take things lightly, and I believe that they will not take their anger out on others.

The place where the crime happened was not far away, and they quickly arrived at the apartment. As soon as I got out of the car, the door was empty, and only a few people were standing next to me, with stern faces and not saying a word.

"Is it strange that the media didn't come?" Song Yiqiao muttered to herself.

Usually, as long as there is a little wind and grass, reporters will sniff and follow, but now that such a big thing has happened, it is simply unreasonable.

"No one wants to provoke the mafia, Miss Song." "They have cleaned up the scene beforehand, and if there are any more media who don't have a long eye, I'm afraid they don't want to stay in London any longer." ”

"Is this legal?"

"It's very embarrassing to not be able to grasp the handle, and not being able to eradicate them. But you'll have to be thankful that there's already been a lot of mafia laundering. ”

His answer was meaningful.

The few people at the door were indeed people brought by Ferro, their attitude was very peaceful, and after a brief communication, they led several people to the scene of the murder. In order to preserve the traces, the elevator has been sealed, and the group had to climb up the stairs.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and everyone remained silent and quickly arrived at the place.

“…… It hasn't been found out for so long, where are your salaries going? As a taxpayer, I think it's important for me to complain about your attitude! ”

"Ma'am, please calm down first." The female police officer heard the sound coming from the door and stepped forward as if relieved, "You're finally here!" ”

"How's it going?"

"There has been no progress yet. But the family is more excited, and it is not easy to deal with it now......"

"You're the police officer in charge of the case?"

A middle-aged woman in expensive fur clasped her hands over her shoulders with a rather unfriendly attitude. Her tight miniskirt wraps her sexy hips, and her long, slender and fair legs are exposed to the air, making her look sexy and charming. The man standing next to her was supposed to be her husband, his eyes were red, and he didn't seem to want to talk to anyone else.

"Yes, we ......"

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

"Smack."

The leather shoes hit the ground with a crisp banging sound. The other party was very tall, and he should have fought with Sherlock, and his legs were slender when he took a step, and the next second, Hubert Fello appeared in front of them.

His facial features were deep and charming, typical of the appearance of a beautiful young Italian man, and his black eyes first glanced at everyone nonchalantly, and then showed a gentle smile. The whole person lined with a brand-new suit is heroic and upright, and under the faintly powerful momentum, people dare not look directly at him.

"I heard that my godson had an accident, what was the reason?"

Hubert's voice was very low, as if he were speaking in a suppressed voice, and although he was Italian, he spoke English very fluently, with an extremely standard accent.

An inexplicable force crushed their hearts.

Lestrade was a little nervous: "Sorry, there hasn't been much progress yet. ”

"Follow your procedures." Hubert looked good-tempered and nodded kindly, "It's okay, you go on, don't care about my deposit." ”

is so young, I don't know if there is a thirty-year-old, and he has already become a godfather. From behind that gentle face, Song Yiqiao could almost see the bloody rain hidden under a good upbringing.

This man cannot be taken lightly.

The mafia takes credibility very seriously, and now that they have been promised, several police officers have finally let go of their hanging hearts a little. They compare the evidence and begin to make the next step in their judgment.

Song Yiqiao understood that her identity at the moment was not suitable for being too mixed in, and she carefully observed the direction of the surveillance probe and the surrounding directions, trying to find some useful information that would come in handy. Suddenly, a keen intuition made Song Yiqiao subconsciously turn around.

The young godfather didn't know how long he had been staring at her.

After seeing Song Yiqiao turn around, he took off his gloves and stretched out a hand. Hubert's fingers are slender and clean, with well-defined bones, like a pampered rich kid, and if it weren't for the fact that the calluses on his fingertips reveal the fact that he has been using firearms for a long time, I am afraid that the word mafia would be difficult to associate with him.

Song Yiqiao hesitated for a moment and shook hands with him politely.

"Forgive me for not asking your name?"

"Song Yiqiao."