Ten minutes later, the first squad of the London Police Department had fenced off the convenience store.

24-hour convenience store.

The street was sparsely populated, and Lestrade hurried from his warm bed to the convenience store wrapped in his coat, where Sherlock had already walked around.

Although he did not hesitate to save Connie, his honeymoon was not over on such a cold day...... No, it should be said that it was ruined by a spicy kidnapper before it officially started.

"How? What's the clue? "Looking at the face reflected in the freezer, although tired, I still have a little newlywed radiance, and I look a few years younger~

"Oh, forgod-ssake. to go home narcissistically." Sherlock swept the distance from the cash register to the ground, and when he looked up and saw Lestrade, he burst out impatiently.

He couldn't understand Connie's brain circuits, but he couldn't stand the brain circuits of a person like Lestrade.

"Ahem......" Lestrade smiled awkwardly and did not retort. Recently, the newlywed Yan'er has been single for more than 20 years, so it's a bit ......

"How?" With a tense face, he hurried over to Sherlock and asked again.

"Surveillance footage? Here's... I called for someone to bring the tape over. Lestrade blew through the ceiling of the convenience store and saw the monitor facing the cash register.

"The person who took him was an acquaintance, and he was very discreet, and the cash register was clean, and I wouldn't have seen Connie have been here if it weren't for the smashed potato chips with Connie's fingerprints on them...... Connie ran out and met him here, and it stands to reason that he was supposed to be a cashier working at the convenience store, and there were signs of struggle on the ground, but not much, only the one next to the phone...... This shows that Connie was restrained by him when she finished the call, or even when she was halfway through the call, and there should have been other customers in the store at that time, otherwise she would not have agreed to Connie's call in the first place, and the surveillance video should have been processed a long time ago, and his caution did not allow such a mistake to be made. Sherlock uttered some of his reasoning, but his expression was still a little confused.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a coat under the cash register.

Bypassing the cash register, he picked up the coat and sniffed it under his nose.

"What's wrong?"

"OMG! What's going on? A big fat man with a beer belly suddenly burst into the convenience store and looked at the police in the store with a frightened expression.

"You are?" As soon as Lestrade was about to ask a question, Sherlock solved his question.

"He's the owner of the shop, he lives across the street, and he gets up in the morning to inject insulin and sees the situation opposite in the bathroom, tsk...... So, who was yesterday's cashier? ”

The shopkeeper was clearly confused.

However, he replied to the cashier's question: "Tom? He had recently moved to the neighborhood and worked as a night worker at a convenience store. ”

"Do you have his address or contact number?"

The shopkeeper quoted a string of numbers.

Lestrade tried: "It's an empty number." ”

"Captain, the monitoring is out."

Lestrade looked at Sherlock, but again for the sake of insurance.

"Tom, kana." Sherlock was holding the coat, the marks on it were full of holes, why did he leave it?

Provocation?

Or are they sure they can't find it!?

"Sherlock!" Lestrade exclaimed suddenly.

Sherlock snapped over to him and took his phone.

The picture shows Connie walking into the convenience store barefoot, the cashier and the customer are chatting, Connie makes a call, the customer walks out of the convenience store, the cashier comes back, and restrains Connie.

He gestured his middle finger at the monitor, grabbed Connie's neck, and was kicked by her and waved her big hand, leaving Connie unconscious......

"Summer╭(°a°')╮Sherlock......" Reistrade looked at Sherlock's murderous expression, and his heart trembled.

He had never seen Sherlock so angry.

"Very good...... "Po has a sense of déjà vu that you managed to get my attention.

But Connie is not here at this moment, and obviously no one will dare to complain about Sherlock so much. Sherlock holmes.

Lestrade looked at it and comforted a few words: "I can't see his face clearly in the video, but I can let this shopkeeper describe his appearance, and the profiler can compare it from the number of kù curries by drawing a flower portrait, plus Connie entered this convenience store in the middle of the night yesterday, if she escaped from the thief's den, it must not be too far away, I will immediately send someone to spread out and search with this as the central point." "The owner was busy and said he would help.

"Is there any news for my good girl?" Outside the door, a sweaty tiger rushed in, and it was Henry, the former West Side boss and current Hudson boyfriend, the future stepfather of Connie.

There was a hint of murder on his fiery face, and the dangerous aura that had been retained by the high position almost frightened the shopkeeper to the ground.

He's diabetic!

Lestrade was about to comfort, but when he saw Henry pick up the mobile phone and answer, he scolded angrily: "No!? No fart! My good girl must be nearby! Give me a careful search! Let me catch that scumbag, I have to cut eight pieces and blow him up! ”

Lestrade held his forehead, Henry really did such a thing!

But he's a cop! Crimes in the UK are to be punished by British law enforcement officers!

But knowing that Henry was angry, he didn't say anything.

"Have you looked for it all? It's fast...... "It's only been less than half an hour."

Henry shook his head: "Of course, the brothers are resting at home these days, anyway, the market hasn't started working yet, they are going to rest for a few more days, the weather is so cold...... My good girl! Whining... So since yesterday I have them scattered around London to find news, and some beggars under the flyover...... Unfortunately, there was no news, and when I received Sherlock's call, I told them to rush this way, but there was no news! Henry's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, and at first glance he saw the video of Sherlock's phone and took it to take a look.

——“*！ This Jianyin! Watch me tear him up! "The old immortal actually dared to slap his good girl! Still throwing it on the ground!?

"Bang!" Suddenly, the mobile phone was smashed to the ground by Henry, and he stepped on it twice because he was angry.

As a result, the private mobile phone of Xiao A, a civilized policeman who was in charge of the data investigation, was completely scrapped.

"That's my phone!" Constable A wailed, picked up the phone case that had been halved, and his face was heartbroken.

Lestrade put his arm around his shoulder: "Reimbursement at public expense...... Sooner or later, the London Police Department will be unable to make ends meet!!

Cell phone: How innocent am I......

"Sherlock, what now?"

The two of them looked at Sherlock, and the search method didn't work, which only showed that the person had a strong ability to hide his tracks, perhaps using a pseudonym......

"A comparison of images may reveal his true identity." Les Traide built yì.

Sherlock looked at the half-broken phone: "He covered his face the whole time, he was familiar with this kind of thing, and the customer's face was about to enter the monitor several times, but he covered it...... There is only half of the side face when you enter the door. He wasn't British at all. His face suddenly turned cold.

The atmosphere began to get heavy.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Lestrade." After a long moment, Sherlock suddenly spoke.

"Huh?"

"Bring all the street vendors who sold tea eggs on the streets of London back to the police station."

"Good! …… Ay!?? "Les Trid was going to write down those little books, but I wrote a few words but found that it was wrong, selling tea eggs!?

"Why?" Not to save Connie? What does it have to do with tea eggs!?