Chapter 73 Ordered
As London's Extraordinary Event Security Management Agency, White Briar naturally has the telephone line of Scotland Yard.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Priest Thompson and Watson rushed over. The rest of the people were either rushing about the death of their colleagues, or staying behind at the company. On this night of first snow in London, everyone seemed extremely busy.

The buildings on both sides of the block are not very tall, and there are occasional windows showing some light from gas lamps. In the gaps between the rooms of these buildings, the train platform is raised to the height of three or four floors by the elevated rails. Sometimes the residents on both sides Once the window is opened, the steel frame supporting the platform can be knocked down.

But such a forced-insert construction plan did not dissatisfy too many people. After all, steam trains have given people great convenience, and those steel frames that block the sun can be seen only by pulling the curtains. Not much sunshine either.

Humans, especially plebeian humans, are better at self-deception than any living creature.

Priest Thompson stepped onto the waiting platform. Not far away, four or five people gathered around a section of the carriage. Even without the high-intensity searchlights, their faces were extremely pale, and there were puddles of vomit beside them. .

When the person who saw the white thorn came, several police officers who were leaning on the railing barely straightened up and gave a slight salute to this side.

In fact, if someone else came, these police officers who vomited out the overnight meal would not be so respectful, but Thompson's full priest uniform made them subconsciously assume a pious attitude.

"No eyes?" Priest Thompson asked directly.

"Yes. Two corpses, in a miserable condition, and both of them lack eyeballs." A man wearing rubber gloves said weakly, and it could be seen that he was the accompanying coroner.

Priest Thompson nodded, then passed several people and walked towards the carriage.
As soon as he opened the car door, he frowned at the disgusting and bloody scene, and Watson walked over after him. After seeing the picture in front of him, he quickly showed a look of discomfort.

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

"Obviously, the Gougout Demon did it," he said.

"The demons will be purified by the holy fire." Priest Thompson walked into the carriage, and because he had prayed for a long time, his speech had the smell of worshiping in a church.

But at this moment, Watson was stunned for a moment. Instead of looking at the two horrific corpses, he looked at the interior of the carriage, looking a little puzzled.

After seeing his abnormality, Priest Thompson subconsciously looked in the direction of his gaze, and then... he was also stunned.

Because they saw a line of blood extending to the side of a seat on the floor of the carriage.

Then it was interrupted.

And beside 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 combat effectiveness, 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 die the fastest.

So even Priest Thompson, who is full of devout prayers in his mind, understands what this scene in front of him represents. It means that at that time, after the gouging-eyed demon killed two people, it crawled to another seat, and in the other seat Beside, there is another person following.

"Judging from the crawling traces, the size seems to match what Detective Sherlock described." Watson walked over, squatted beside the blood line and observed for a while, and said, "And this footprint is also similar to what Detective Sherlock deduced. , At that time, he mentioned that the gouging-eyed demon was not a simple demon attack, and there was a human being assisting him."

As for Sherlock's reasoning at that time, Watson had already relayed it to Bai Qiangwei's colleagues, but at that time Priest Thompson didn't quite believe that this reasoning would be so accurate.

But until now, he seemed to be able to admit that the detective who had the worst contract demon seemed to be really capable.

I may have misjudged myself.

But these are not important for the time being. What is important is that the eye gouging demon crawled towards another seat.

It can't crawl towards an empty seat, in other words, there should be a person sitting on that seat at that time!

But what about that person?
"It's not easy to escape under such circumstances." Priest Thompson said thoughtfully. Even Lampard was not spared from the attack of the gouging-eyed demon. In other words, this person may be more powerful than Lampard Much more powerful.

Can't think about it
"No." Watson said suddenly, "it was not the man who was attacked who escaped."

"what?!"

Watson pointed to the broken glass next to him:
"The footprints are stained with blood, and they walked over from the corpse. The person who jumped out of the car was not a passenger, but a person who assisted the gouging devil in committing crimes. There was not a single piece of broken glass on the ground. It can be seen that this person was very panicked at that time. Without any hesitation, he smashed the glass with the brute force of his whole body. If the train was still moving at that time, it meant that the person was so panicked that he would rather risk falling out and die than escape from this place. carriage."

Naturally, Watson is not a doctor who only knows how to see a doctor. 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 possible to see the jump from this point. How tall, how heavy, how old are the people in the car, what color are they wearing and so on.

Reverend Thompson came over immediately and stared at the broken glass for a long time. Finally, he had to admit that Watson was right.

"A person who is more powerful than imagined. Maybe he came from the upper city, but he didn't report it."

As he spoke, he just raised his head, and next to the shattered window, he saw a posted train timetable with the arrival time at each station written on it.

The trains in this era are surprisingly punctual, because the conductors don’t care whether the passengers have boarded the train or arrived at the station. Anyway, they stop for 3 minutes and drive away. If you can’t get on or off, that’s your own problem.

So, as he stared at the train watch... his brows tightened and his eyes widened

He saw that it was clearly written on the train timetable that just a few hours ago, this train happened to stop at the street where Lampard was killed. Calculating the time, it happened to be shortly after the people from Scotland Yard left. A few stops past Baker Street.
Reverend Thompson remembered the address Sherlock had written on the signature form.

At the same time, he also knew that it was very cold in the early morning, there were no people on the street, and the whole street was closed.

So, except for those who left the crime scene at that time, no one should get on the train from that stop
And at this moment, suddenly, a police officer walked into the car, he tried his best not to look at the two horrible corpses, and said in a respectful but still urgent tone:

"Report. Someone sent a notice just now, and the police branch of the 22nd block has arrested a criminal."

"criminal?"

"Yes." The police officer organized his words, and then said in a bit of a daze: "He said that his name is Andrew, he is the summoner of the gouging-eyed demon, and he surrendered himself under the orders of Mr. Sherlock Holmes. "

(End of this chapter)

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