"Right here!" Moriarty put down his teacup, picked up his cane and tapped on a small leather bag under his seat.

"Mr. Makarov, have you figured it out?" Just as Makarov reached for the bag without thinking, Moriarty said slowly: "There is no turning back!" ”

"Professor, I've never looked back!" Makarov grabbed his purse and left without looking back.

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After a moment's squint, Aaron was woken up by an agent.

"What's wrong?" Aaron asked, wiping a handful of saliva, sitting up.

"It's half past six, sir, it's time for dinner!"

"Oh oh, okay, thank you!" Aaron took the pass handed over by the other party, got dressed, washed his face, and left the room.

"Sherlock, how's it going?" After leaving the room, Aaron first called Sherlock Holmes to inquire about the situation.

"Too much, too much, we haven't figured out the possible ones yet!" Holmes's voice sounded a little tired.

"What do you need me to do?"

"We've checked out a batch of guests tonight, you can go to the buffet banquet hall later, there are still some people there I haven't seen, I'll send you all their photos!"

"Okay, I got it!" Aaron pulled up the photo and skimmed through it quickly.

After looking at the photos, Aaron walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator button, and with a ding, the elevator door opened.

Somehow, Aaron, who was standing in the elevator, suddenly wanted to say long live the hydra. It's a pity that he was alone in the elevator.

The elevator went up, and suddenly stopped on the third floor, and after the door opened, a waiter in a white suit, a bow tie on the neckline and white gloves pushed a small cart in.

"What floor?" Aaron asked, leaning over to let the other in, then touching the panel with his right hand.

"Just the 5th floor! Thank you! The waiter said politely.

Aaron pressed the button and waited for the elevator door to close, when the waiter pushing the cart noticed that his shoelaces had suddenly opened, and crouched down to tie them.

Perhaps because the amplitude was a bit large, the back hem of the white tuxedo was lifted up, revealing a small piece of engineering plastic that Aaron was familiar with.

Aaron quietly turned his head to the other side, and when the waiter left, Aaron immediately pressed the elevator button, went upstairs, and then went down the stairs, far behind the waiter.

"Sherlock, I found a waiter with a gun, you ask if it's an agent pretending, I'm going to do it, don't hurt your own people!"

"Wait a minute!" When Holmes heard this, he immediately called McCroft.

"Aaron, find a secret place to catch him, it's not our man!" In less than twenty seconds, Holmes' response came.

"Okay, you guys come here as soon as possible!"

After hanging up the phone, Aaron followed the waiter into the evening opera hall, where rehearsals had begun, and a tenor was singing Don Juan's lines on stage.

There were only a few spectators in the audience, most of them were evening performers, who came to soak up the stage atmosphere, and the waiter pushed the cart backstage after entering the opera hall, and Aaron followed him step by step.

After entering the backstage, the waiter-dressed guy first looked around carefully to make sure that no one was there, then took a small bag from the lower level of the cart, then pulled out a bunch of parts from it, and quickly assembled a sniper pistol.

With an extended barrel, an integrated silencer, a folding stock, and a small Russian-made triple optical mirror, after assembling the weapon, the guy carried the gun along the ladder and prepared to climb the elevated platform of the stage.

Aaron grabbed the other party's calf, pulled it vigorously, and dragged it down with the gun.

"It's you!" The assassin froze at Aaron's face, and then immediately grabbed the dagger strapped to his calf.

Aaron kicked his opponent at the knuckle of the leg, grabbed his opponent's right arm with his right hand and pulled him back, and then punched him in the waist.

"Sherlock, it's done!" Aaron unloaded his opponent's weapon, pulled over a stool and sat on it, waiting for Holmes to come.

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"How many of you are here this time? Where's Moriarty? ”

"I'm the only one!" The assassin was very hard-mouthed, and even if he was punched twice, he didn't reveal any news.

"Listen, you tell us now, I can guarantee that you will stay safe in prison for a few more years, and then come out to do a small business or something, but if you don't say it, I will hand you over to those agents, and not only you, but your family may not be able to live at that time!"

"Threaten your family, that's all you Western dogs can do, but unfortunately, I'm an orphan! Come, let me see! The assassin sneered, then spat at Aaron.

"Holy, you!" Aaron was about to give the other party another full punch and let him learn what it means to have a nose blossom, but was stopped by Sherlock Holmes.

"So who are you targeting? There's no need to hide this! ”

"All, none of you Western dogs can escape! Give Zakhaev a funeral! With that, the Assassin burst out laughing.

"Alright, shut him up and hand him over to MI6!"

"What about us, there's a good chance they've already started to do it!"

"I know, how long will it take for the opera to start?"

"It's already on!" Watson pointed to the stage outside, which was beginning to be a little noisy.

"Well, wait, where did this gust of wind come from!" As Holmes pondered the possible attack, he suddenly felt a chill above his head.

"Ventilation system, there are eight large switches regulating the temperature!" Aaron explained.

"Ventilation system, they should use the ventilation system, poison gas, they want to use poison gas into the ventilation system!" Sherlock Holmes suddenly realized that this gunman was only used for observation, because the density of manticores was large, so after the poison gas was poured in, it would quickly flatten all the spectators sitting in the audience, and this gunman was injected with antibodies, so the manticore was ineffective against him, and it was because of this that he dared not to wear a gas mask.

"I'll go right over!" Aaron was also anxious when he heard this, and went straight out of the iron frame under the stage.

"Watson, you go help Aaron, I'll go find Moriarty!"

"Where are you looking for him?"

"He's definitely going to see the opera here, and he's going to be the one with a view overlooking the whole room!" Holmes looked at the top of the auditorium, where there were several boxes.

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