After being taken to the Royal Navy Hospital, Aaron was first pushed for various examinations, and after confirming the injuries on his body, he was immediately admitted to the ICU, where he was cared for by a chubby female nurse.

"Hey boy, I heard you were hurt!" Just as Aaron was lying on the bed tossing and turning, the door to the ICU was pushed open, and a casually dressed Shaw walked in with a shiny bald head.

"Mr. Aaron, please rest more!" The chubby head nurse followed.

"Of course, Ms. Marina, let's have a few words!" Aaron said hurriedly.

"Okay!"

Watching the head nurse leave, Aaron touched the sweat and leaned back on the pillow.

"What's the situation?"

"There was a goddamn bastard who detonated a car bomb on the side of the road, but luckily I was sitting in a boxer dog, if it was an FV432, I guess it would have been a hiccup!"

"This is a blessing in disguise, those officials of the War Department have finally done a good thing!" Dykershaw grabbed a chair and sat down.

"I brought a few brothers to stand guard for you at night, so you can have a good rest!"

"Thanks, brother, wait for me to delay for a few days, and then I will invite you to drink!"

"Forget it, I've recently quit smoking and drinking!"

"Haha!"

After a few words with Aaron, Dyshaw took his leave, but after leaving the door of the ICU ward, his original smile became extremely serious.

"Jack, Jones, you two roof up sniper points! Marvin, Cole, Dale, I want you to keep an eye on the stairs and elevators on this floor, Debbie, Kara, you guys are at the door! ”

"Got it, head!"

This night, many people are doomed to insomnia.

"Sherlock? Oh my God! Watson rushed to the Night's Watch headquarters with Mary the next morning, and as soon as they entered, the two were choked by the smoke.

"How many cigarettes did you smoke?" Mary opened the window only to find Holmes lying on the couch with his eyes closed, the coffee table covered with all kinds of information and photos, and the ashtray was stuffed with cigarette butts.

"We went to see him in the morning, and it was no big deal, except that he had inhaled too much smoke and had his head knocked on his head, just wait a few days! Mary also brought him breakfast, and I bought you a glass of milk, would you like it? ”

"John, I've searched through all the relevant materials of the Night's Watch so far, but I haven't found any trace of him!" Holmes sat up and drank the milk.

"No, there is!" Watson pulled over the small blackboard and began to write and draw.

"I turned up the surveillance and found the guy who parked the car, and it's very suspicious that they could have deleted the content of this time, but no, and even the footage is exceptionally clear, like, it's like someone left us a clue! What does this mean? ”

"It shows that the attackers are not in the same group as Moriarty!"

"Guys, you've got to look at this!" A night watchman knocked on the door and walked in.

"What's that? Bruce? ”

The night watchman, named Bruce, did not speak, but turned on the television.

"The SISI group has taken responsibility for the car bomb attack in London and claims that it is a counterattack to US hegemony!"

"Shit, SISI fights back against American hegemony? That's what they propped up, and countered American hegemony to London? ”

The news continues.

"In light of the current situation, the US White House said it would continue to increase its troops in Syria, while the Federation of South American Federations expressed a serious protest against this and announced that it would provide medical assistance to the wounded in the London attack."

"It's been a resurgence lately!" As soon as Watson wanted to turn off the TV, the BBC host said: "London said that despite these misfortunes, the prime minister's funeral and the election of the new prime minister will not be interfered with, and the interim prime minister Ka Zhongtang said that he will stand the last shift for London!" ”

After the news ended, Holmes got up, picked up his coat, and prepared to go out.

"Hey, bring your weapons on!"

"I brought a whip!"

Royal Naval Hospital

Aaron, who was reading a magazine, had just picked up the teacup next to him when he heard a cough.

"Mr. Holmes?" Aaron, who was under the magazine, found Holmes standing in the doorway, tilting his head to look at him.

"Well, it looks like you can still fight!"

"I can deal with the skin trauma myself, and as for the headache, I can sleep well, but the hospital just won't let me be discharged!"

"Stay as long as you can!"

"Who are the people who attacked us?" Aaron was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Moriarty, that's all I know at the moment, but I'll find him and bring him to justice!"

"If you find it, you must call me, I'm going to blow his head off!"

"Sure, um, do you want to play a game of chess?"

"Then you're definitely not my opponent!"

Aaron fell back and pressed the electric bell at the head of the bed, and after a while, the fat head nurse walked in and looked at Aaron.

"Lady Marina, can you get us a chess deck?"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

After the chess was brought in, the two began to fight, but Aaron found that every move he made was seen through by Holmes, and even went directly into the rhythm of Sherlock Holmes.

"General!" Watching Holmes' horses and carts surround his king, Aaron shook his hand and said he had lost.

"Again?"

"Come!" Aaron is a child who does not admit defeat, and it is his credo to get up from where he falls.

After losing three times in a row, Aaron, who still wanted to fight again, was blocked back by the head nurse's gaze.

"I'll tell you, I'll lie down for three days, and if you don't let me go, I'll go over the wall!" Aaron said this in the most cowardly tone.

"We're on the 17th floor, I'll take a look if you flip one!"

"Can you call the dean?"

"Can't!"

Aaron was bored in the hospital for a week before leaving the hospital.

"I won't be coming back!" Before leaving the hospital, Aaron swore an oath.

"It's best not to talk too much, kid, the last time a patient said this, he just stepped out of the hospital gate and fell into the sewer!" The head nurse sneered.

After returning to the headquarters of the night watchman, Aaron was immediately pulled into a strong man, patrolling the streets in uniform, because of the previous explosion, now there are security checkpoints all over London, as long as you carry a black backpack to the street, you will be pressed to the ground by twenty policemen, but what is in the bag, first beaten, and then locked in a small black room and then interrogated, at first there were unbelievers, shouting that this is a violation of human rights, and then carrying a black package every day around the street, until a nervous army soldier pulled the trigger, in front of freedom and life, These people decisively chose the latter.