In the crowd, a young man in a suit looked at the approaching motorcycle, determined to be a hero.

"Sullivan, did you bring a guy?" The young man with a Chinese character face looked at the white-haired old man on the side.

"No, we're on vacation, why should I bring qiāng? And Drake, we don't know what's going on yet! The white-haired old man rolled his eyes.

"But that motorcycle looks dangerous!"

"So you're going to be Spider-Man?"

"Almost! I'll figure it out myself! ”

"But are you sure there won't be any accidents?"

"It's okay, we'll know when I get that guy done!" The man, Drake, looked at the plastic chair beside him.

"It's coming, it's coming! You'll be able to catch up in no time! Seeing that the taxi was close at hand, Aaron seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, and then the next second, a white plastic chair was thrown from the side.

"Gan!" These were Aaron's last words before he lost consciousness.

"Ugh!" After being unconscious for a few minutes, when Aaron woke up again, he saw a young man with a Chinese character face holding his m17 hand qiāng pointing at his head. There was also an old man crouching on the ground touching his pocket.

"Say, you black-clad killer, what are you doing?"

"Drake, what are you doing, put Qiāng down!" Sullivan touched Aaron's pocket and found the Scotland Yard papers that Aaron was carrying.

"Oh oh, I said I'm sorry, will you forgive me? Mr? Seeing that document, Drake's face changed dramatically.

"What do you say?" Aaron, whose face was covered in blood, just wanted to take out the medical needle and give himself a shot, but after thinking about it, this is not a battle, why should he get an injection, so he continued to lie on the ground and pretend to be miserable, while Drake was suffering from the verbal criticism of the citizens around him who had already understood what was going on.

"Oh my God, this man attacked the police!"

"Call the police, he still has qiāng! It's horrible! ”

"Hehe, don't get excited, I just want to help!" Drake hurriedly shoved the qiāng back into Aaron's qiāng sleeve, and then explained anxiously to the people around him.

After lying on the ground for a long time, when Aaron felt that his nose was bleeding, the police car with its siren flashed and drove over.

"Are you fighting with a wild boar?" Watson jumped out of the police car and looked at Aaron lying on the ground with a look of surprise.

"Don't mention it, help me stop the bleeding!" Aaron waved his hand for the stretcher to come over, then gestured to Drake to the side.

"Officer, arrest this guy, I suspect he is an accomplice to the killer!"

"Wait, I'm not!" Drake watched several policemen approaching him and immediately raised his hand.

"Sullivan, explain it to them!" Drake turned to ask his old buddy for help, only to find that Sullivan was somehow gone. They can only be escorted into police cars by the police.

"A little concussion, do you want to go to the hospital for a few days?" Watson looked at it with a small flashlight and asked.

"Lie down if you can! Haven't you reported this year's medical insurance yet? ”

"You guy, don't forget to take advantage of it at any time! Okay, then you can rest and rest! Watson nodded with a smile and motioned for the police to carry the guy away.

After being sent to the hospital by ambulance, the attending doctor was very considerate and meticulous for Aaron, and after confirming that it was only a slight concussion, Aaron chose to be hospitalized for three days, after all, the nurses and sisters in the hospital are still very eye-catching, and the doctor also said that the hospital's hospital meal is delicious.

After disinfecting the wound and covering it with a few pieces of gauze, Aaron was wheeled into the room, and then Sherlock Holmes brought bad news to Aaron.

"The chase was lost, and the car disappeared into the dead corner of the surveillance!"

"This shows that he must be very familiar with the terrain! You ......" Aaron was just about to sit up when he was poked back with a staff from Sherlock Holmes.

"There are about 20,000 taxi drivers in Edinburgh, and almost 8,000 have been in Edinburgh for more than a decade! There are also nearly a thousand middle-aged people with glasses! ”

"Damn, okay, where's the guy who hit me?"

"An explorer, like your ex-girlfriend Laura, is a treasure hunter! He just thinks you're some kind of villain, chasing innocent people! So I'm going to try to stop you! ”

"I don't have an ex-girlfriend, ahh

"Then you admit she's your ex-girlfriend?"

"She's not, I originally wanted to chase down Sanmantha, but she went back to Japan to inherit hundreds of billions of family assets, so I haven't had much contact with them! No, aren't we talking about the guy who hit me? ”

"You changed the subject!"

"Woo woo, meaning my beating was in vain?"

"He will pay for the medical expenses, and because his subjective intentions are good, the Edinburgh police can only sentence him to two months of community labor, if you can't swallow this breath, you can prosecute him!"

"Forget it, let him apologize, and come over and help us catch the guy who escaped!"

"I thought you'd mention something else."

"I'm not an unreasonable person, but that guy is still quite heavy!"

"Nathan Drake is my apprentice, he has experienced a lot of adventures and offended a lot of people, so he is a bit heavy, I apologize to you!" The old man who had touched Aaron's pocket at the scene was embarrassed to walk into the ward and looked at Aaron.

"Who is this?"

"Even if it's an old man of mine, Victor Sullivan, is also a treasure hunter!" Sherlock Holmes introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Sullivan, I'm sorry I can't shake your hand in this situation!"

"No, I'm sorry, I should have stopped Drake at the time! When he comes out of the police station, I'll have him come and apologize to you!" ”

"Apologizing isn't enough, he's going to have to help me get that runaway guy back!"

"Of course!"

Then the three of them started talking, and Aaron also learned that Sullivan was not only a treasure hunter, but also a collector and a connoisseur of antiquities.

"Actually, he's also doing some underworld business!" Sherlock Holmes said mysteriously.

"What kind of underworld business, it's just the recycling of cultural relics, you know, the cultural relics are not very clean, so we just recover these cultural relics from those who are not benevolent, and then donate them to the museum, of course, we will also charge a little labor fee! After all, this job is still a little dangerous! ”

"I understand, in fact, I also want to do this kind of work of robbing the rich and helping the poor!" Aaron nodded.