Sherlock Holmes

Chapter 134 Can I invite you to be my hostage?

It didn't snow tonight, but Sherlock didn't ride in a carriage on the roadside. Instead, he jumped directly onto the roof across the road and ran under the moonlight.

He must be running faster than a carriage now, well. In fact, he ran faster than a carriage before, but if he wanted to run at a rapid speed for several kilometers before, it would undoubtedly be very strenuous, but at this time, his body It seems to have extremely abundant power, which should be one of the effects of absorbing the black giant.

He now wanted to find Watson but he directly asked [Where is Watson? 】This question, the magical ability in his mind did not give him an answer. Instead, he threw out a real map of London very rudely.

If this were an ordinary person, he would definitely yell at him, feeling that this bad ability was just making fun of him.

But in Sherlock's view, it was a completely different feeling, because he still clearly remembered the details in the previous scene.

In a picture of twilight, Watson is walking on a narrow street, and his shadow blends into a relatively small shadow, proving that there is a row of tall buildings to the west of him, and the sides of his shoes look a bit crystal clear. At this temperature, it is very difficult to find water that has not frozen into ice outdoors, and it has to cover the soles of shoes, plus a little bit of frozen silt. It is obvious that Watson was in the Thames just now. Activities near the river.

The public security in the lower city is chaotic. Although it is convenient to escape, the attitude of the pursuers will be more unscrupulous. In comparison, the upper city is more suitable for hiding. After all, according to Watson's ability, he casually sneaked into the boudoir of a noble young woman. He could hide for several hours with any face, but Sherlock didn't think that the pursuer would dare to just kick open the door of a nobleman's house during an extermination operation.

There are bells, churches and [BIG BEN] sounds mixed together. Within one kilometer from the river, the buildings have height differences. The street lights near the alleys are not so bright. They should be kept away from the main road. There is a large double-opening nearby. Mailboxes are densely populated residential areas.

Various clues gathered in Sherlock's mind. At the same time, the panoramic map in his consciousness was constantly integrating and filtering. Countless roads, buildings, alleys, and churches passed quickly through his mind, and with this At the same time, the entire lower city of London and more than half of the upper city, silently tore open many cracks in the void at various locations. Some small, strange-shaped demons crawled out, stood on the top of the building and began to look around. In some shadows, looking for invisible footprints, several corpse dogs ran quickly along the long street, sniffing for the possible smell of blood.

In short, in this case, Sherlock quickly locked onto a certain location, then increased his speed, turned into a shadow under the moonlight, and ran towards the uptown area.

At this time, in a high-end music restaurant in the uptown area, a beautiful woman in an evening dress was looking at the expensive wine in her glass in a daze.

She is in her mid-thirties, but her skin is well maintained and she even looks like she is in her early twenties. Her slightly plump figure makes her exude a charm that those girls would never have.

She is a frequent visitor to this restaurant, but she comes alone every time and is never accompanied by anyone. It seems that she is a woman who lost her husband and inherited a lot of property, but she also got a heart. With an empty and lonely heart, for a long time in the past, a large number of men who thought they were very elegant came to this woman, wanting to make friends with her, dance with her, or have lunch with her.

However, no one has succeeded.

Everyone even thought that this young woman might not like men.

Tonight, she still sat alone, quietly enjoying the sound of the piano in the restaurant.

But at this moment, a man suddenly sat opposite him.

Some are unreasonable and some are reckless.

But the young woman had never seen such a battle before, so she just smiled and raised her head, trying to refuse the other party politely. She didn't come here to meet men or make friends, she just simply liked the taste of the food here.

However, the moment she raised her head, she was stunned.

Because the person in front of him was not a rich man in rich clothes, let alone a personable government official.

It was a man wearing an old winter coat and a hat that looked very plain at first glance.

How did such a person enter such a high-level restaurant?

She was a little surprised, and what surprised her even more was that the other person's face under the brim of the hat turned out to be so beautiful.

"I'm sorry, but you sit here so abruptly. Isn't it a bit awkward?" The woman reminded her politely. The man in front of her was indeed handsome enough, but it didn't attract her. Just like what she just said, she didn't want to be here. Meet anyone.

However, the man ignored it at all, and even pulled a piece of steak in front of him very abruptly, then picked up the knife and fork he used, and started cutting it quickly and carefully.

"You" the woman looked a little unhappy, and was about to call the waiter to drive this guy away.

"I'm sorry, I'm so hungry, my legs are shaking." The man opposite finally spoke: "I can only stay here for three minutes. I beg you to let me eat something. I will leave soon. If If you kick me out now, I will die.”

The man's voice was extremely weak, but his expression was as polite as possible, and his tone was the most sincere apology and gratitude. Only then did the woman realize that the other person's face was very pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips. And when she looked on the inside of his winter coat, she could actually see a large stain of blood!

"Who are you?" the woman asked, suppressing her panic.

"It's just a passer-by, but in tomorrow's newspaper, I may be described as a heinous murderer. Of course, this is not entirely true." Watson smiled, and his lips were trembling. You can tell , he is in pain.

"Not completely?" The woman repeated this word very carefully, but suddenly, the door of the restaurant was pushed open. Because it was pushed violently, a sudden gust of wind rushed in. She looked over there. As he walked over, he saw a group of people wearing sheriff's uniforms, and outside the door, several steam armors could be vaguely seen.

She, who had always lived in a superior environment, inevitably started to panic at this moment.

Watson smiled bitterly, looking extremely tired, but he forced himself to cheer up and asked very politely: "Beautiful lady, can I invite you to be my hostage?"

"What?" The woman was startled, because the other party's tone clearly meant that he was inviting a dance partner.

"I know this is rude, but there are at least 11 steam mechas outside, a pursuit team of 50 people, all with guns, and two streets away, there are three security teams approaching here, I think the next step Escape will be very difficult, and having a hostage in hand may give me a glimmer of hope. Oh, I will protect you very carefully and will not let you get hurt. I just hope you can accompany me for a while. "Watson smiled, his eyes were curved and beautiful: "Of course, you can refuse me now. Beautiful ladies always have some privileges, right?"

Not far away, some police officers had begun to walk this way, with their hands at their sides, as if they might pull out their guns at any time. The plump woman didn't know what kind of person the man in front of her was, and why so many people were chasing him. Moreover, with such a disparity in the number of people, the security officers still seemed extremely cautious and even fearful.

At this moment, she didn't even know if her brain was broken. She stood up and said to Watson: "I come here often, follow me."

After that, she walked towards the other side of the restaurant.

Watson put the last bite of steak into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then followed.

The back door of the restaurant is in an alley. It seems that the glamor behind the uptown area is not much different from that in the lower city. There are also leftovers and vomit piled up in the alley behind the restaurant. The woman dragged Watson and ran there. At the entrance of the alley, suddenly, a steam armor came over, seemingly patrolling the area around the restaurant.

The woman was startled and realized that she had nowhere to hide. At this moment, she actually took the initiative, turned around suddenly, pushed Watson to the wall, and kissed him!

Watson was slightly surprised, but he quickly hugged the other person and put his hand on the back of the other person's head, trying not to expose his face.

The wearer of the steam armor saw this scene, and his eyes swept over the woman's beautiful figure. It seemed that he had seen too many such scenes in the upper city, and he "cut" disapprovingly:

"Isn't it just how much money you have?"

Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to the little fun of rich people on the street, but tonight, the order he received was of a very high level, so he had no choice but to walk over step by step.

"Excuse me, please show me your identification." He said solemnly, feeling that he had spoiled their mood a bit.

"I'm sorry, I have a mission, so can you two please take a break?"

At this moment, the woman's heart had jumped into her throat, and Watson's eyes were extremely calm, but a scalpel was already held at his fingertips.

"You two.?"

The patrol officer seemed to have discovered something was wrong. He slowly took a few steps forward and pressed his hand on the weapon activation button: "Turn around!"

He drank it!

And at this moment, Watson blocked the woman in front of him behind him, and a white light in his hand quickly moved towards the throat of the steam armor wearer!

But at the same moment, a crack in the void suddenly appeared at the patroller's throat, and then the head of a corpse dog came out of the crack, and its sharp teeth bit the opponent's neck directly, and then went towards With a pull, a large piece of flesh, blood, and blood vessels were pulled out, as well as the trachea and esophagus. The dog didn't even chew it, and swallowed it with great hunger, then quickly retracted into the crack. .

The steam armor just lost its driver, standing there dumbly, as if it didn't react.

A few seconds later, Sherlock jumped from the roof and landed lightly next to the armor.

At this moment, Watson stopped in front of the woman to avoid the embarrassing scene of her screaming at the top of her lungs after seeing the blood.

But Sherlock frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and then said a little embarrassedly:

"Um, did I come at a bad time?"

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