[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

Five or six helicopters flew in the air, and when they reached the sky above the party, broken dolls began to be scattered on them. For a while, feathers were flying in the air, like a heavy snowfall, and occasionally a few "hailstones" landed , Sometimes it’s a pink and broken lace skirt, sometimes it’s a black and white broken knight outfit, sometimes it’s a cut off doll’s head, there are all kinds of things.

William looked around at the people who had begun to look crazy, and he was a little speechless. He whispered something to Capanelle, and wanted to leave the venue full of feathers.

Suddenly, a drop of hot and humid matter dripped on William's cheek, and William subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it. Looking at it, there was a suspicious liquid that was red and somewhat black.

"what!!"

Suddenly there was a scream, followed by two, three, and four screams, and gradually there were screams all around. Then, the guests started to run in a panic, and William pushed away Ai who was standing in front of him in surprise. And Vol Ivanovich Nekhludoff went in the direction from which the guests were running.

As far as the eye can see, the snow-white down has fallen a lot of flesh and blood that fell from the sky, and every piece of it hits the ground, splashing out bloody flowers on the ground, and the blood clots gradually move towards the stage following the flight direction of the helicopter .

Suddenly, a piece of meat about the size of a basketball fell in front of William, slammed on the ground, and shattered into pieces. The broken blood was still stained with yellow, yellow and white sticky matter. William took a closer look, A frightened eye appeared in front of William.

William was so startled that his heart skipped a beat!

This is simply a hell on earth!

Who, William thought, would do this?

Why did he choose this way?

Wasn't he afraid of reprisals for ruining Vincent Knightley Woodridge's party?

You must know that the people who came to Vincent Knightley Woodridge's party are either nobles, celebrities, or officials and other upper-class people. These forces should not be underestimated!

Why do you want to kill people in this situation, and show it in this way?

William pondered, he looked at the panicked guests, and he had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

"calm!"

"Whoever wants to call again, get out of here!"

The voice of Vincent Knightley Woodridge spread throughout the party through the speakers at the party. His voice was very calm, like ice in winter, but it was just like the "ice of ice" ", extinguished the fear in everyone's hearts, and made everyone quiet.

"The London police have been notified, and now everyone can go to the hall to rest."

When Vincent Knightley Woodridge said this, his tone suddenly paused, and he looked cold, "I will not let this matter go, if you are caught by me, I will definitely not let you go! "

Although no one agrees with Vincent Knightley Woodridge's threat, no one opposes it. On the contrary, they will use their power to add "fire" to this matter.

Maybe it is because of the guidance of others, and most of them are decent people with status. Due to face or family reputation, they all try their best to suppress the fear in their hearts, and bring their gentleman and elegant side to life again. show out.

However, at this time, it is not certain whether there is anyone who appreciates it.

Seeing this, William didn't stop, but turned his head to glance at the blood-stained eye again, and followed everyone to the hall.

Perhaps it is to allow guests to watch the "Hot Dance" at close range. The entire hall is very spacious and divided into upper, middle and lower floors. It is filled with comfortable sofas. At this time, it happens to be a place for everyone to rest .

Although the hall was empty, after all the people came in, it seemed a bit crowded, but everyone's thoughts were not on it, and it seemed quiet for a while. William and Capanelle sat on the sofa by the wall together. The maids Blankets and hot coffee were distributed to everyone, and they all retreated, looking very busy.

In less than 10 minutes, the London police rushed over, and after they brought the whole party under control, another 10 minutes had passed.At this time, on the beach outside the party, many media who heard the news had gathered around, even Sherlock and Watson, who had been staying at home for the past few days, also came.

"Hi William, are you all right?"

As soon as Watson entered the party hall, he saw William sitting on one side of the sofa with a blanket on his body. He walked over nervously and asked worriedly, "When we heard that the murder happened here, Mrs. Hudson and we both I'm so worried!"

"I'm fine, Watson, don't worry, I'll call Aunt Hudson back later, the police have blocked this place and no communication with the outside world is allowed," William said, shaking his head, looking at Watson's puzzled question said, "Why is Sherlock coming?"

"Well, it seems that he answered a call this time and said he would come over," Watson said, still a little puzzled, "It's the first time I've seen him be so active!"

"That's because Mycroft promised me that if I help him with this matter, he will remove the people watching me." As soon as Sherlock came in, he looked everyone over and walked over to William. His eyes were very calm, and his silver-gray eyes were particularly reassuring under such circumstances, "The dead man, Sabana Huck Lulicil, you know."

Sherlock was very sure, and William didn't want to hide it.

"I definitely know each other, but I'm not very familiar with it," William nodded, and asked Sherlock suspiciously, "You don't look like someone who pays attention to my friendship range?"

"Mycroft said, you are very familiar with these nobles," Sherlock finished, and asked, "How familiar are you with this Sabrina Harker Lulichru? For example, does he have special hobbies?"

"If you talk about this special hobby, I'm afraid he is the only one who has pedophilia," William said here, his tone paused, "but this matter was only ten years ago, because the Luliqilu family declared , if he continues like this, refuse to pay for his actions."

"Ten years ago..." Sherlock obviously thought of something, he looked at the people around thoughtfully, as if he was looking for something.

"Do you think it happened ten years ago?" Watson looked at Sherlock in surprise and asked, "But it's been ten years, hasn't it?"

"If you were a murderer, what kind of hatred would allow you to reveal this matter in front of the eyes of almost the entire upper class in Europe," Sherlock said, squinting his eyes, "You must know that he only needs to do this Do it, offend the upper class in Europe. Using this kind of tactic of injuring one thousand enemies and self-injury eight hundred must not be a smart person. If I guessed correctly, that person should be around 23 or [-] years old, male .”

"Why is it a man and not a woman?" William asked.

"You know, you can chop a person into pieces, hide him in a helicopter, and then use the device on the helicopter to drop the doll, and let him drop it together. Women simply don't have such strength. Yes," Sherlock explained solemnly, "and, as far as I know, the only people who have access to helicopters are men."

Speaking of this, Sherlock said with a dull face, "It's really a boring case, with too many flaws!"

"Sherlock, where are you going?"

As soon as Watson saw that Sherlock was about to go out, he immediately followed up and asked a question.

"Go to Officer Greg, of course," Sherlock said indifferently, "and get out of here."

"But William is still there!" said Watson. "He must be very disturbed by what has happened."

"..." William.

"Watson, you have lowered the IQ of the whole of Britain."

Sherlock glanced sideways at William, and said to Watson, "You know, I'm afraid he will be fine if you have something to do."

Watson still didn't know why, but he knew that Sherlock would not lie at all, and he felt that Sherlock still cared about William very much. I am afraid that not all of what happened this time was because of Mycroft and his relationship. I'm afraid he was a little worried about William, so he agreed to the deal!

Thinking of this, Watson shook his head with a smile, waved to William, walked a few steps quickly, and followed Sherlock.

"Mycroft Holmes' brother is your friend."

Vincent Nightray Woodridge appeared next to William like a ghost, holding a pink rabbit doll about thirty centimeters in one hand and a palm-sized doll in the other. The silver scissors were cutting the rabbit doll's neck, and the serious look, taking advantage of this murder, was simply creepy.

But why did Vincent Nightray Woodridge come to him?

They don't seem to know each other very well!

"Indeed, we are neighbors now."

William was really not sure what Vincent Knight Ray Woodridge was thinking, he thought about it and said.

Vincent Knightley Woodridge didn't seem to hear it, he was still cutting the neck of the rabbit doll, "click, click", it sounded like a horror movie The lens is average!

After Vincent Knightley Woodridge cut off the rabbit doll's head, he raised his head, looked at William with sea blue eyes, and said in a calm tone, "The head fell off."

"..." William.

I go!Do you still want to have a good communication?

Such a weird conversation is swollen!

"Head off."

Vincent Knightley Woodridge said again, that smiling face, sea-blue eyes, and long blond hair, should have been an extremely handsome person, but he was deeply impressed He was infected with a strange aura.

"Then, his body also shattered."

As Vincent Knightley Woodridge said, he took the scissors and cut the remaining body of the rabbit doll to pieces, revealing the down inside.

"Does he think he's dead?" Vincent Knightley Woodridge raised his eyes to look at William, his eyes were extraordinarily calm, making him even more ghostly.

William didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"He's alive," laughed Vincent Knightley Woodridge, "and it's cheap enough for him to be dead."