White Thorns, as London's extraordinary event policing agency, naturally has a telephone line in Scotland Yard.

Twenty minutes later, Priest Thompson and Watson arrived, and the rest of the group was either running for the death of a colleague or staying in the company, and everyone seemed extremely busy on this snowy night in London.

The buildings on both sides of the block are not very tall, and occasionally a few windows let in the light of gaslights, and in the cracks between the rooms of these buildings, the train platform is lifted by the elevated railroad tracks to the height of three or four stories, and sometimes the residents on both sides can knock down the steel frame that supports the platform when they open the windows.

But such a forcibly inserted construction plan did not make too many people dissatisfied, after all, the steam train gave people great convenience, and those steel frames that blocked the sun, as long as the curtains were closed and they couldn't see it, anyway, there was not much sunlight.

Humans, especially the commoners, are better at self-deception than any living being.

Priest Thompson walked onto the waiting platform, and not far away, four or five men gathered in a section of the carriage, their faces were extremely pale even without the high-intensity searchlights, and there were several puddles of vomit on the side.

Seeing the White Thorns coming, several police officers leaning on the railing reluctantly straightened up and saluted slightly.

In fact, if someone else came, these police officers who vomited all the overnight meals would not be so respectful, but Thompson's full clerical uniform made them subconsciously put on a pious attitude.

"No eyes?" Priest Thompson asked directly.

"Yes...... Two corpses, in a horrible state, both missing eyeballs. A man with rubber gloves said weakly, and it was clear that he was the coroner who accompanied him.

Priest Thompson nodded, and walked past a few people to the carriage......

As soon as he opened the car door, the disgusting and bloody scene made him frown, and Watson followed closely behind, and after seeing the scene in front of him, he also quickly showed a look of discomfort.

After all, it would be too strange to have a calm face at this time.

"Apparently, the Gouging Demon did it." He said.

"The demons will be purified by the fire." Priest Thompson stepped into the carriage, and because he had been praying for a long time, he spoke with the smell of church worship.

And at this moment, Watson was suddenly stunned, he didn't look at the two horrific corpses, but looked at the inside of the carriage, looking a little puzzled.

When Priest Thompson saw his strange appearance, he also subconsciously looked in the direction of his gaze, and then ...... Equally stunned.

Because they saw that on the floor of the carriage, there was a blood line that stretched all the way to a seat.

And then it was interrupted.

And next to the blood line, there are a few bloody footprints!

The people in the field team of the White Rose Security Company need to have a certain amount of combat effectiveness, and at least they must be a first-stage combat type contractor, otherwise they will not be able to carry out tasks everywhere.

At the same time, they also have to have a not too low IQ, after all, people who can only fight...... Often dies the fastest.

So even Priest Thompson, who had prayer in his head, understood what the scene in front of him meant...... It means that at that time, after the eye-gouging demon killed two people, he crawled to another seat, and next to it, another person followed.

"Judging by the crawling tracks, the volume seems to match what Detective Sherlock described." Watson walked over, crouched down next to the bloodline and observed for a while, and said, "And this footprint is similar to what Detective Sherlock deduced, when he mentioned that the Eye-Gouging Demon was not a simple demonic attack, and there was a human assisting him. ”

As for Sherlock's reasoning, Watson had already relayed it to White Rose's colleagues, and Priest Thompson was not convinced that it could be so accurate.

But now, he can only seem to admit that the detective with the worst contract demon really seems to have some ability.

Myself...... Maybe it's out of sight.

None of this mattered for the time being, though, the Eye-Gouging Demon crawled towards another seat.

It can't always climb towards an empty seat, in other words...... At that time, there should have been a person sitting in that seat!

But what about that person?

"Can you escape in this situation...... It's not easy. Priest Thompson said thoughtfully, even Frank Lampard was not spared by the Eye-Gouging Demon, which means that this man may be much more powerful than Lampard.

But the thoughts are not down......

"Nope." Watson suddenly said, "It's not the one who was attacked who fled. ”

"What?!"

Watson pointed to the broken glass next to him:

"This footprint is stained with blood, it is from the corpse, the person who jumped out of the car is not a passenger, but a person who assisted the gouging demon in committing the crime, there is not a little glass slag on the ground, it can be seen that this person was very panicked at that time, he did not hesitate to break the glass with the brute force of his whole body, if the train was still in the process of running at that time, then it means that this person was so panicked that he would rather risk falling out and falling to his death, and also wanted to escape from this carriage."

Watson is naturally not a doctor who only knows how to see patients, he can more or less see some clues from the scene, of course, he can't reach the level of Sherlock, so it is not from this point to see how tall and heavy the person who jumped out of the car, how old, what color clothes he was wearing, and so on.

Priest Thompson immediately walked over and stared at the shattered glass for a long time...... In the end, he had to admit that Watson was right.

"A man who is even more powerful than I imagined, maybe from the upper city, but he didn't report it."

As he spoke, he looked up, and then next to the broken window, he saw a posted train timetable with the arrival times at each station.

The trains of this era are surprisingly punctual, because the conductor doesn't care whether the passengers get on the train or arrive at the station, anyway, stop for three minutes and drive away directly, whether you can get up or down, that's your own problem.

So, as he gazed at the train table...... The eyebrows are getting tighter and the eyes are widening

He saw that the train timetable clearly stated that just a few hours earlier, it had stopped at the street where Frank Lampard had been killed, and that it had been around Baker Street a few stops shortly after the men had left at Scotland Yard......

Priest Thompson remembered the address Sherlock had written on the signed sheet.

At the same time, he knew that it was cold in the early hours of the morning, there were no people on the street, and the entire street was blocked.

So, except for the people who left the scene of the crime at that time, there should be no one who will get on the train from that station......

And at this moment, suddenly, a police officer walked into the carriage, he forcibly did not look at the two horrific corpses, and said in a respectful, but still urgent tone:

"Report...... A notice came just now that a criminal had been caught at the police station in the 22nd block. ”

"Criminals?"

"Yes......" The officer organized the words for a moment, and then said a little confused, "He said that his name is Andrew, and he is the summoner of the Eye-Gouging Demon. Mr. Holmes's Order, Former Surrender ......"