My years as a menswear boss

"Then let's start when we walked into the Field Manor." Holmes adjusted his posture, his eyes sinking into water. "The servant Rupert has a distinct Devon accent, and there are sawdust on the side of his trouser legs. All the heavy work on the manor He is doing it.

Then we came to Field's bedroom. The sheets were not new, and there were wrinkles from sleeping on them, and there were no blood splatters that should have appeared.He wasn't murdered in his bedroom. "

"No wonder, there will be a lot of blood from that kind of wound." Watson thought of the clean big bed he saw at the beginning, "Then Viscount Field's remains have also been sorted?"

"Yes, Field was killed by a bow and arrow in the garden. The wooden fence of the rose garden is the first from left to right, and there is a small blood stain on it."

There was no complacency on Holmes' face about the whole case, as if he was just a bystander in the case.

"The murderer is a servant? But he has no hatred with Viscount Field." Jiqiu's eyes were a little confused, and her mind was very chaotic now. "Mr. Holmes, you said that Billy Rupert has a Devon accent, and Sophia has a German accent." Wen County accent, so you mean that they have known each other for a long time. But as far as I know, Billy and Sophia only met after they entered Field Manor. "

"The stitching on his collar is double-stitched, two stitches and one stitched over, exactly the same stitching on Sofia's nightdress.

In the process of questioning Sophia, I found that her handkerchief and the stitches on her shawl are the same.In other words, Rupert's body is her masterpiece. "

"I... didn't find out. The servant came to Field Manor a year ago. According to the time, Sophia couldn't be bold enough to make clothes for Rupert."

Jiqiu looked at him in disbelief, "From this, you deduce that Rupert and Sophia have known each other for a long time!?"

"In case... I mean, it's not impossible for young people in love to do something bold." Watson raised the brim of his hat.

"No, Mr. Watson. Sophia is a very conservative girl. There is no bright jewelry in her bedroom. The only two hats on the hanger are dark brown. Think about the dull furnishings in the room."

Jiqiu shook her head firmly, which she could see when she entered Sophia's bedroom.

"There is also Mrs. Leslie, she was Mrs. Field's personal maid when she was unmarried, but after Mrs. Field's death, she became the hardest cook, and her acting skills are too hard.

On the contrary, it is self-defeating. "

"You've said so much, who is the murderer? Why do I feel like everyone is a murderer?"

Jiqiu stared closely at Holmes, her heart ached, "Although at first I deduced that the murderer was Mrs. Leslie, it doesn't seem to be the case."

"Miss Gary, your feeling is much more accurate than your inference." Holmes cast a casual glance at her.

"Wait, Holmes. You mean that the whole estate is involved in this murder!"

Watson couldn't help raising his voice, which caused dissatisfaction from the old gentleman sitting next to him. He apologized to the old gentleman in embarrassment, then turned to look at his friend with piercing eyes, "God, this is too terrible."

"So, the gardener was the last one to do it." All the clues in Jiqiu's mind were connected.

"Miss Gary, how did you know?" Watson's curiosity was hooked by Lao Gao.

"Because I saw old Henry, he was holding the scissors for pruning shrubs in his hand, and he was holding it with his hands. He had a thick callus on the palm joint of his left hand, and a callus on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand. This is because he The left hand held the bow and the right hand drew the string. It seems that after old Henry retired, he became a hunter, and finally came to Field Manor as a gardener."

Jiqiu calmly stated his own analysis, and the truth seemed to gradually become clear, "Cold weapons are easy for him."

"Gary, you are really the smartest lady I have ever met in my life." Watson admired.

Jiqiu was a little embarrassed to be praised so sincerely and bluntly, but she knew that she was only standing on the shoulders of giants, and the real smart lady was still behind, and she was a woman whom Holmes respected.

"Mr. Holmes, I remembered that nursery rhyme, who killed the mockingbird, old Henry the gardener was a sparrow, then the remaining flies, fish, beetles, and owls refer to the remaining four servants. Reverend It's the detectives who are investigating the case."

After Jiqiu knew most of the things, he was not so blocked, "Can I boldly assume that Pauline and Xi Fei are Miss Field and George Harris?"

"What are Pauline and Xi Fei?" Watson was confused, and Jiqiu read him the nursery rhyme he got from Mrs. Leslie.

"Congratulations." Holmes slapped his hands twice with a smile.

After being affirmed, Jiqiu's description became more and more fluent, "George Harris' death has a lot to do with Viscount Field, and Viscount Field's death has a lot to do with Harris. That's why you asked Scotland Yard to investigate George ?Harris?

"Your reasoning is correct. Let us wait for the results of the investigation."

Holmes looked out of the window. "I hope those idiots at Scotland Yard will stop thinking that ghosts kill people."

"Sir, they shouldn't be so stupid." Jiqiu retorted weakly.

However, when Sergeant Grayson came to the door three days later, Jiqiu was still slapped in the face.

"Holmes, I checked George Harris according to your request. This young man failed to keep his footing on the balcony. He fell from the balcony on the third floor and died head first.

His parents were adamant that it was Viscount Field who pushed Harris down.Half a year later, Harris' parents couldn't bear the shock of their son's death, and went to heaven in a depressed mood. There was only a ten-year-old sister left, who was adopted by a distant uncle after her death, and there is no news now. "

Grayson took out the investigation report, "My subordinates are saying that it was Harris who incarnated the ghost called Nursery Rhyme, who first killed Miss Field, and now Viscount Field."

"It would be great if your imagination was in direct proportion to your ability to handle cases." Holmes seemed to be delighted, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Just like that, Jiqiu followed Holmes and they visited Field Manor again, and asked her and Watson to call all the remaining servants in the manor into the living room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think you are wondering who killed your master." Holmes stood confidently among the crowd, playing with the pipe in his hand.

Under the different expressions of everyone, he said again, "Then let me tell a story, the sparrow killed the mockingbird with a bow and arrow, the fly watched the mocking bird being killed, and called the fish, and the fish waited. The robin's blood was coagulated, the fly carried the robin into the bedroom where he was resting, the beetle changed him into pajamas, tidied up his remains, and walked out as if nothing had happened, this is the first step."

Holmes ignored old Henry's sweaty face, Sophia's shoulders couldn't help shaking, Mrs. Leslie rolled her eyes, and Billy was expressionless. He continued, "The sparrow led the pastor to ask the fish, and the fish created A non-existent ghost, trying to complete the lie, even let the fly to test the little pastor.

But they still had too many holes, the garden fence was still stained with robin's blood, and the warmth of the fish's hands led a little priest to discover the leak. "

"Your story is very good, Mr. Holmes." Old Henry seemed to let go of all his strength and sighed.

Mrs. Leslie's face was silent,

"Mr. Holmes, would you like to hear our story?"

Sophia seemed to want to stop, but Mrs. Leslie shook her head slightly.

Holmes nodded her head, beckoning her to continue.

"There was a pair of young people who admired each other. Even though their identities were very different, they still loved each other. The girl's father found out about this, and the girl's father killed the young man out of jealousy." Mrs. Leslie had a blank expression on her face. The expression and eyes are a little empty.

"Jealous?" Jiqiu widened her eyes in horror, the truth was far more unacceptable than she thought.

"Yes, jealous." Mrs. Leslie pursed her lips. "The girl was so unhappy that she hung a twine in her bedroom and left this mud. My story is over."

The living room was so quiet that one could hear the sound of an embroidery needle falling to the ground. Watson's frightened expression had froze. Sherlock Holmes sat on the sofa at some point, with his legs crossed, his hands on his knees, and his fingers tapped. on the knees.

Billy stood up from the crowd, "Mr. Holmes, my parents died when I was very young, and my uncle and aunt often abused me and never fed me.

It was George who brought me home. He not only shared delicious meals with me, he also gave me a home.I know what I did was outlawed, but I have no regrets. "

"Billy." Sophia couldn't help but hold Billy's hand.

"Sophia, Sophia? Harris." The last link in Jiqiu's mind was finally connected, and the whole case came to light.

Mrs. Leslie's loyalty to her master was only to Mrs. Field. After Mrs. Field's death, the person she turned to became Miss Field.

Billy is because of the warmth given by George Harris, Sophia is George Harris' sister, so what about old Henry?

"I retired because I was shot in the thigh. As soon as I returned to London, I was cheated out of the relief money I received. I was kicked out by the hotel owner when I was penniless. I had to drag my injured leg to beg. , At that time, I met Miss Wilson, and she gave me the money on her body, and helped me pay for the medical expenses in advance. Only then can I recover from my injury and find a livelihood." Old Henry sighed heavily.

"Why did you wait until now to do it?"

Jiqiu was a little puzzled. According to the fact that the entire manor is their own, why did they wait so long to implement this plan.