[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Moriarty

Ciri thought that his reflexes had never been so fast.

She used the white gauze that was still fluttering by the blower to cover the dead Elsa, praying for her soul to live in peace.Shirley understood that the boss must have noticed something strange too, and she had to do something.

To wake Elsa up, she envisages swinging up to her, giving her a sneaky tug, and finally circling around the oyster to exit the stage.

But now, if she directly exits the arena, there will be no one on the arena, making this group of dignitaries dissatisfied, and there will be an unpredictable death.

The possible closure of the Savo Theater will have a huge impact on her as a screenwriter.

She has to be saved!

But she can only try her best to buy time, wait until the boss arranges for the giant screen to be pulled down, and then arrange the rhythm of the next game.

Thinking of this, Shirley climbed to the highest point of the clam shell with both hands, turned around nimbly, and sat on it until the two shells became one.

"The newborn Venus... Love and beauty come through your eyes..." She was quick to wit, stretched out her hand to the front, and sang according to the few scraps of the creation that popped up in her mind.

She had never sung in front of so many pairs of eyes by herself, and it was a melody she picked up casually, so her voice was trembling unavoidably.

"The conceited demon is jealous of your innocence, and wants to send you to the hell of pain..."

Fortunately, it was the first performance, and no one except myself was familiar with the plot. Judging from the current situation, they just had doubts about who Venus was, because the birth of Venus in mythology and the body under her Shells have an inseparable relationship.

However, people like to give convincing explanations for things that are different from common sense.For example, some people think that this is an elaborate design, Venus is no longer born from a shell, but floats down from the sky.

This is really creative!

Once they thought so, they settled down and continued watching.

But Shirley complained endlessly—Boss Burns thought it was OK to continue? !Why don't you draw the curtain!

But she had to bite the bullet and hold on until the curtain fell again when the scene was supposed to end, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

But it's not over yet.

Elsa is dead, how did she die, and who will take her place for the rest of the story?

"Where's Elsa?! Where did she go?!" The boss hurriedly pulled Shirley over, looked around again and said, "She's crazy! She knows there are so many distinguished guests today! I didn't know that she was so rich when I brought her out of the slums. ungrateful!"

"Elsa is dead! She was murdered!" Ciri took a deep breath for a moment, and told the boss the truth, and then saw him widen his protruding goldfish eyes, hesitating and speechless.

"It's too late, Venus has to continue the performance and find someone to replace it—no one should touch that shell!" She glared at the other staff who gathered around to tinker with the props, then turned to the boss and said, "Burns Sir, you go get someone to fetch Scotland Yard—it's absolute murder!"

The middle-aged theater owner might also be terrified, and he lost the airs of a temporary incident handler, and at a critical moment, he just listened to Xili's orders.

She glanced at the actresses present, and her eyes locked on the little girl of "Goddess of Spring" who had been booked before.

"You come, you play Venus." She pointed at her and said.

"But...my role is..." She rubbed her clothes with her fingers and said nervously: "I haven't played Venus..."

At this time, the actors for the next scene were already ready and waiting for the newly selected Venus to enter the stage, while Boss Burns, who was supposed to preside over the overall situation, was like an ant on a hot pot, sweating like a bean Slip down from the wide Chinese character face.

"Shirley, Shirley, you're the only one going—you're the screenwriter, do me a favor, or we'll be ruined, Shirley, I've always valued you very much, think about it, how long have we been preparing for this show , this is also your play!"

At this time, he was flattering Ciri again, and he was completely different from the one who made Elsa fool around before.

But after thinking about it, Ciri should be the one who is most familiar with the plot. She created it, and she must save it. When she was a child, she entertained herself with some small theater performances at home and with her friends. Keeping up with the rhythm of the performance should be It is still possible.

The red curtain has slowly risen, and a trace of light belonging to the auditorium has penetrated in.She straightened her skirt, walked to the center of the actors who played the gods, turned and said to Boss Burns.

"You have to pay more."

An hour later, she thought the performance was a success—in short, she got all the applause she deserved.

The colleagues who took the stage with her all gave her approving looks. After all, they really didn't know that as a screenwriter, Shirley's on-the-spot ability and acting talent are online.

But Ciri didn't have time to compliment them.

Having settled the big issue of the premiere, they have to turn their attention to poor Elsa.

As soon as Ciri came backstage, she heard that Elsa's lover was arguing with Boss Burns.

The police haven't come yet...

She is so stupid!How could these two people call the police!One was the lover the Colonel wanted to hide!And the other because he didn't want to scandalize the theater!

"Miss Bird's psychological quality is very strong, and she can perform on the spot even when she is in close contact with a corpse, but you are not an actor?" The colonel revealed his suspicion without concealment, and Ciri answered neither humble nor overbearing——

"I'm the screenwriter. You can ask Boss Burns for details, sir." She thinks it's better to tell the truth at this time, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"My mother died of illness. When she died, it was much more unacceptable than Elsa's appearance. Sir, we all know that Elsa is a beautiful girl. The price of losing her is terrible. I can only be shocked. Angry, not afraid."

"If Colonel Luke suspects me, he can notify the Scotland Yard police and find evidence to convict me!"

The colonel stared like a sun-exposed anglerfish. He didn't expect Ciri to choke him directly, but he had reasons, so he had to go to Boss Burns to signal, and the latter was also to her because of Ciri's help. You're welcome, who knows if she could be the next cash cow?

So the two quarreled again.

Ciri rubbed her temples, trying to drive out the two arguing voices behind her—true human nature is unacceptable, Boss Burns only wants to dig money from Elsa, and the colonel is fancy Her body was destroyed, and when the candle of life was extinguished, she was nothing.

Nobody mourned her, just wanted to squeeze the last of her worth.

Why isn't Shirley himself like this?

When her parents passed away one after another and she was kicked out by her distant relative Wickham, all the relatives and friends who used to come to their house to attend the ball all turned her away.

Her eyes swept over the shiny surfaces of these capitalists. The oil and water that Boss Burns scooped up was no different from the glistening fat on his face. Colonel Luke had sunken eye sockets and a blue face due to early indulgence.

So, she turned her eyes to Elsa, who was lying alone in the shell—how could she die at such a young age?

"Who are you?" Boss Burns' surprised voice sounded behind him, and Ciri also turned her head. She saw a bony palm pushing aside the flannelette, leading its owner in.

Uh, it turned out to be her former "good neighbor".

What is he doing backstage?

"Oh, my God, James!" Although it was difficult to see Colonel Luke's research on mathematics with the naked eye, he recognized Moriarty at a glance and hurried up, "This is James Moriarty Ah! all London, oh no! all England should know him!"

Moriarty was not as excited as he was, and just nodded to Luke before turning his gaze to Ciri.

"Aren't you done yet?"

This question was obviously aimed at Shirley, but it was difficult for her to respond immediately.

——They didn't make an appointment for this "let's talk about the past when you have time", right?

"Oh, you don't know, James, something big has happened!" Before Ciri could answer, Colonel Luke took the lead, and he could already call Elsa an "actor" calmly, "There is something here. An actor's dead, you see, right there—it's very kind of you to help us, why don't you just let James help us!"

"Huh?" Boss Burns was confused. Unlike the colonel, he didn't do much research on recent celebrities in the scientific world. "Irrelevant people are not allowed to..."

"He is not an unrelated person! I said that he is very famous, to be honest, when he was a guest at my house, he also helped me solve the theft incident!"

Colonel Luke immediately interrupted him, pretending to be very familiar with Moriarty, but Moriarty himself just raised a polite smile and gave Ciri an innocent look.

Ciri just shrugged and said it was none of my business, you're asking for trouble.And decided to see how Moriarty ended up.

But he agreed and asked her to be his assistant by name, which she didn't expect.

This is purely revenge for the drama she just watched, right? !

However, he played the role of "detective" quite well.

"It's impossible to suffocate, this prop is very airy." His palm brushed against the edge of the shell, which also pulled Ciri's thoughts back, "Her hand, this is very strange, it is obviously abdominal pain, it is very likely that she ate something thing."

"I didn't see her eat in the afternoon." Ciri recalled, "Elsa rarely ate to keep fit."

The aesthetics of this era is deformed, and Elsa's figure reveals everything - the waist that is tightened by the corset, and the pale face that has faded and is still whitewashed by rouge.

Moriarty nodded knowingly, and walked to Elsa's dressing table, his translucent blue eyes swept over a series of delicate rouge powder, and locked on a small brown bottle.

He opened the bottle cap and gently fanned the surrounding air, frowned slightly, and concluded: "A low concentration of ammonia water."

"Some girls are obsessed with translucent skin, they are always crazy." She quickly took the bottle in his hand, closed the cap and put it back in place, "Don't smell it anymore, like you did when you were a child You have to touch it, and you will be poisoned—”

Shirley's voice stopped abruptly, and she patted herself on the forehead, showing an expression of sudden realization.

"Things are so simple and clear at a glance, don't you understand, Ciri?"

"It's poisoning!" Ciri made a fist with one hand and slapped the palm of the other. She didn't expect at the beginning that she would lead everyone into a misunderstanding. That's right, from the beginning of the show to her appearance, this time is simply impossible Dispose of the corpse without leaving a trace!

"Yes, your forehead is as developed as it was when we last met."

She gave him a blank look. Is this a compliment or a detriment to her?

Moriarty just curled the corner of his lower lip, and began to search in Elsa's drawer. After a while, he took out a tabloid and gave her a nod.

"'Safety' arsenic tablets?" She raised her eyebrows, thinking that Elsa was really hard on herself.

"Shirley, find it and it will be over."

It has to be said that this was the first time he participated in this kind of case, and Ciri's heart was also secretly excited, the truth was right in front of him——

In the end, they found the only arsenic tablets left in Elsa's locked jewelry box. From the date of manufacture, it was obvious that she had overdosed.

It was time to tell the truth, she took a deep breath—

"She was, so to speak, suicidal."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked except for Moriarty who was on the side with his normal expression.

"Suicide? How is this possible! Elsa is living so well now! She has no reason!" Boss Burns said loudly in disbelief.

"That's why I said 'could say'."

She held the small transparent bag very high, but the small pills inside were extremely white.

"To put it bluntly, it's arsenic." Ciri pointed out a corner of the tabloid to him, "Elsa has put in a lot of effort for this performance, and the arsenic in her body has reached a fatal level. quantity!"

"No! I am the murderer! I killed Elsa!"

As soon as Shirley finished speaking, another person broke in later—the news of Hua Dan's death had quietly spread to every corner of the theater, including the farthest one, ticket seller Peter Doyle.

Everyone's eyes wandered between the confident Ciri and the extremely painful Peter.

Ciri said Elsa committed suicide?And Peter said he was the one who did it?What exactly is going on!

Before Ciri could continue to present his argument, Peter fell to his knees in front of Elsa, weeping like a child.

It turns out that the conductor Peter is another lover of Elsa.He and Elsa knew each other before the theater, but because of their backgrounds, they couldn't give her a better life, so they could only maintain their lover status.

Elsa wants to stand out, but she has no culture and background, and only has a very bewitching face.In the process of climbing the ladder of the upper class, she sinks so deeply that she can't extricate herself, but newcomers emerge in endlessly, and the present alone is far from enough.

She can only continue to add her beauty crazily, she is more beautiful than everyone else!

She ordered Peter to bring her anything that could make her beautiful, even using those lurid drugs—

As long as she has the most transparent and fair skin, the most slender waist, and the most pitiful eyes, relying on her talent and beauty, she will not be abandoned by the upper class!

She will never go back to that poor slum full of food and suffering every day!

When the truth came out, Ciri couldn't help but feel sad.

But things were far from being as simple as she imagined. When she and Moriarty walked out of the backstage and came to the dimly lit performance hall, suddenly, a girl rushed in from the main entrance of the performance hall, and flew in front of Shirley—— It was the little girl who had been instructed by Elsa and then cringed on stage.

What a night of ups and downs.

"Miss Bird, I'm very sorry. I didn't want to disturb you, but this is too important to me. I must have been too flustered. If I said, I want to win the role of Venus again, I can Is there a chance?"

"I don't care, but you have to tell the boss about it." Ciri shrugged, "They are busy dealing with Elsa's funeral in the background, I think you'd better..."

"Thank you, Miss Bird—and, thank you, Mr. Moriarty!"

Moriarty's face sank visibly, and the little girl gave him another cowardly look like a frightened deer, and hurriedly said goodbye to them, holding her skirt, and ran to the backstage in a flash.

Her speed was really fast, Shirley only saw the unnatural blush from the excitement, and the willow waist.

Much like Elsa.

She always felt that something was wrong, "She recognizes you?"

It stands to reason that Moriarty would be difficult for those not in the upper echelon to recognize, unless she liked to read scientific journals.But as far as she knew, the girl was illiterate.

"Maybe, even I'm surprised, but I'm famous now," Moriarty quipped.

But this is wrong!

Even Boss Burns didn't know Moriarty, so how did this girl recognize him as Moriarty at a glance in the performance hall with the lights off?

Could it be that they knew each other from before...and she knew that he must be next to her!

If the girl is so sure, it means she knows that Moriarty will go backstage, and even come out with her—

correct!She saw that Elsa had asked her to pour water before the accident—there was no water glass in front of Elsa's dresser!

Have they all missed the point?According to this timeline, it is entirely possible for Elsa to be poisoned!

Just find the drinking glass and check for residue!

But why is she afraid of Moriarty? Does this matter have anything to do with Moriarty?

At this moment Moriarty came down the stairs, turned, held out his hand to her, and waited for her movement.

She was a little hesitant, she couldn't tell how much Moriarty had to do with this matter, she had been separated from him for too long, and she felt that she didn't know him much all the time, so there was no need for him to catch up with her, he What is the purpose of coming to the backstage?

confused?What is his purpose in killing Elsa?

"...Moriarty, is the matter really as we deduced, or is someone deliberately concealing it?"

She mustered up the courage to express her doubts.

He suddenly smiled, a contemptuous smile as if hearing a ridiculous remark.

But there was no trace of disdain in his tone, and there was even some approval in it.

"And what would you like to hear from me, Ciri dear?"