My years as a menswear boss

Jiqiu turned around and went to the bedroom.Dr. Carl Grant's bedroom is as simple as the kitchen. The largest bedroom in the house has only a bed, a wardrobe and a single walnut desk.

There were a few scattered letters in the drawer, one of which was signed by J?M caught her attention. The content of the letter was written in Greek, which was completely incomprehensible.

But Jiqiu still copied it with a pencil in the small book that recorded the clues. Fortunately, the content of the letter was not long, so she copied it quickly.

The windows seemed to be left open, and a cold wind came in, making the cold room even more lifeless.Jiqiu stood up and was about to close the window, but noticed that there was dust on the window sill.

'It doesn't make sense that a person who keeps the kitchen clean won't clean the window in front of the desk, what is he covering up? '

After remembering this suspicious point, she opened Grant's wardrobe, which contained some dresses besides home clothes.But apart from the window sill point, the rest of the place is nothing.

"You said, doesn't he have any habit of recording?" Jiqiu couldn't help frowning.

"I'm more inclined that he put those things somewhere. It's impossible for a doctor not to have any handwritten notes."

Holmes, who left together, also found nothing.Unlike Jiqiu's frustration, he seemed to be very energetic. "There are few clues, but it doesn't mean there are no clues."

"Appreciate further details."

"I saw the diary of his adopted daughter in the bedroom next to the study. It mentioned that Carl Grant had brought different women back to the house for the night. But it only appeared once."

"That can only show that his private life is chaotic, and it doesn't mean anything." Jiqiu put his hands in his coat pockets, and looked up at Holmes thoughtfully.

However, because he is too short, he can only see his clean and neat jaw line, "If you ask me, at his age, it would be strange if there were no women around him."

"But one of the women could be Julie Firth."

"what?!"

"Do you remember anything remarkable about Julie Firth's face?"

Jiqiu quickly recalled the face in her mind, her eyes lit up, "Her chin has a mole the size of a little finger."

"Carl Grant's adopted daughter even recorded it in a diary, but this can only aggravate his suspicion. Dr. Grant has practiced medicine for many years, and has helped people who have no money to see a doctor many times for free. He has accumulated a lot of prestige in society, not to mention his premature father

My dear is still a viscount.He just needs to hire a lawyer to get away with it. Thinking of Carl Grant's excellent resume from birth to the present, Jiqiu shrugged helplessly.

"As long as he commits a crime, there will be traces left," said Holmes firmly.

"I hope so, then do we need to check Collins Holland?"

"Why not, but not until we get Carl Grant out of the way first."

An hour later, Jiqiu and Holmes were sitting in the corner of a vegetarian restaurant.

Jiqiu happily gnawed on the sandwich, thanking her for the feeling of being hungry at the beginning. Even in Britain, which is a dark cuisine, she can eat deliciously.Holmes had no food in front of him.

"Doesn't the doctor really see it?" Jiqiu wiped his mouth with a napkin, watching Holmes apply some kind of powder on his face, and his pale skin gradually turned sallow.

"I am very confident in my make-up skills." Holmes sat in a blind corner of the dining room, finishing his skin treatment and loosening his neatly combed hair.

"how?"

Jiqiu looked at it carefully, "Very good." If that Jack the Ripper wasn't a talent like Irene Adler, he wouldn't be able to tell at all.

Holmes even treated the tongue coating, and his whole body immediately turned into a chronically ill middle-aged man.