[Comprehensive crime] The name of the murderer

The black cat followed Sherlock and Watson back to the brownstone.

The first thing Watson did when he got home was to find a basin to bathe the black cat.

Sherlock stood aside, crossing his arms: "Did you know? Sterilization can effectively prolong the life of pets."

The black cat was pressed into the bathtub, its face covered with foam, and it was very reluctant. Hearing what Sherlock said, his pupils shrank instantly, but Watson couldn't see all this from Watson's perspective.

Sherlock snorted: "Keep your cat away from me, I doubt he can understand me."

Watson picked up the black cat's two front paws and waved at Sherlock: "What are you kidding? It's just a kitten about one and a half years old, and it's far from becoming a sperm! I think you're a little nervous, In this way, I will take it upstairs, lock it in my room, and rest assured that I will not adopt it forever, and I will send it there when I find a suitable home."

"You'd better send it away before I get cursed by it, look! It's staring at me again!"

The black cat gave Sherlock a sideways look, and was then sent to the upstairs room by Watson. Watson put it on his bed, threw the handbag into the cabinet casually, then glanced at the surrounding layout, walked over and put it in the closet. The cups scattered on the shelf and the decorations scattered on the table were all put into the cabinet, and after making sure that there was nothing in the room that could be destroyed by the cat, he left the room.

As soon as Watson closed the door, the black cat jumped out of the bed and listened carefully to the door for a while. It had a cat's keen sense of hearing and could clearly tell that Watson had gone down the stairs. At this moment, it jumped The cabinet next to the upper door was hooked to the door handle, and the door was opened cautiously without making a sound.

If it were placed in the old society, cats like it would be beaten to death.

But it didn't leave the room directly, but opened the cabinet, grabbed Watson's backpack, unzipped it, and took out the phone.

It put away the sharp nails on its paws, and scratched the screen with the pads. After five or six attempts, it finally dialed the mobile phone number that Tang Sisi bought to connect the camera.

After hearing the sound of hello, the black cat meowed back.

"Meow!"

The two sides matched the signal, and the black cat slipped out through the crack of the door with the mobile phone in its mouth, lying on the stairs and eavesdropping on the conversation of the two downstairs.

Sherlock pulled out a huge display board from behind the bookcase.

"This is all the information I collected about this organization before. Do you know what is the most interesting thing about them? They are different from ordinary organizations that destroy people's bodies. They can create murderers."

Watson: "You mean induced murder?"

"Although there is no definite evidence, I think so. These 12 homicides are all very suspicious, and the murder motives are very far-fetched, including the deceased Ely in this case we have seen today--Ely comes from Hebrew, is God means, hope God has mercy on this poor kid—I mean he was most likely induced to kill."

Watson: "We have all heard the murderer's statement. When my brother went to a bar to get drunk, he saw a very beautiful girl. Then for half a year, the two of them watched murder movies and participated in violent games together every day. Then he participated in some petty crimes, which made his moral bottom line gradually decline, and finally he only needed an opportunity to raise the butcher knife against his brother. But the identity of this girl is fake, and there is no flaw in it. How could a little girl wandering the streets have such a perfect disguise, there must be someone else behind her."

"The question is why would they do it?"

"For money? As you know, the deceased just won a lottery worth 1 million yuan."

"No, no, most of the targets in these 12 homicide cases had no money. The criminals must have wanted something else. I think these 12 cases connected together seem to point to a larger target. They didn't choose them to do these things for no reason. of."

"Well, maybe, huh?"

"Hilda, who escaped today, is the leader of this organization, and all the criminals are connected because of her——Watson, are you listening to me carefully?"

Sherlock looked at Watson who was banging on the computer keyboard: "What are you doing?"

He walked up to Watson and took a look, and found that Watson was browsing an online shopping website, and he had already put a lot of cat climbing frames, cat litter, cat food and canned cat food in the shopping cart...

Sherlock felt betrayed: "Didn't you say you would give it away?"

Watson entered the credit card number with one hand, and spread the other hand: "But before sending it away, it will live here. I just buy some necessities!"

"The average lifespan of a cat is only 20 years, and you're buying enough of these items to last him nine lives!"

"It's not that exaggerated. Besides, even if it's really endless, I can give it to someone who adopts it! And, and—" Watson paused, "Don't you think it's very cute? Seriously, I've never seen such a cute little black cat! Socute!"

Hearing this, the black cat quietly returned to the bedroom with the phone in its mouth, and even closed the door.

It meowed into the microphone to confirm that the environment was safe.

So Tang Sisi said to it: "I'm going to the forest house now. You find a way to get out, and I'll pick you up at the intersection."

The black cat hung up the phone and poked its little meat pad back and forth on the screen. It took 5 minutes to delete the call history from the phone.

Then it put the phone back in the bag, put the bag back in the closet, and finally jumped onto the balcony, trying to open the window and jump down.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Watson walked into the bedroom and hugged it off the window sill, unable to imagine what it had just done.

"Do you want to go out? There's a pet supply store on the corner. Let's get you some cat food and a nice collar. What do you think?"

How else can it be?It can only meow!

One person and one cat went downstairs, and the black cat was locked in the cage again.Sherlock, who was staring at the display board thinking about clues, looked back at them and said to Watson, "Do you know that you like cats so much that you might be infected with toxoplasma gondii?"

"No, I'm not infected with anything. Most people can't resist such a cute little milk cat. Anyway, I took it away first. I hope you can calm down and analyze this case."

Watson walked out of the brownstone house with the cat cage and walked to the pet shop on the corner.

There were very few people in the pet shop. When Watson took out the cage, the team members all showed surprise faces: "How can there be such a cute kitten? This is the cutest black cat I have ever seen!"

The black cat can't help but feel that a catastrophe is imminent, and it may be touched!So he tried his best to retract his body into the bag, but in the end he was toyed with by seven or eight hands. It felt more and more that he should be reincarnated as a hairless breed. It was his fault that the hand felt so good...

The store manager told the clerk: "Look at it, I will show this lady to choose an option ring."

The black cat realized that the opportunity was coming, and when the clerk took out his mobile phone to take a picture of it, the black cat suddenly jumped off the table, and when a customer came in, he slipped out through the crack of the door like the wind!The clerk put down his mobile phone and yelled, and immediately followed, but the black cat had already jumped up to the roof along the tree at the door, and disappeared in three or two seconds.

The clerks stood under the tree in a daze: "It's too fast, I didn't see it clearly, its speed is not like a kitten at all, it's like a leopard!"

The store manager immediately took responsibility and comforted Watson: "Don't worry, I will post a notice right away, and I will definitely help you get it back. It's just a kitten, and it doesn't have enough energy to run far!"

That's right, it's just a kitten with limited physical strength, and was out of breath when it reached the end of the street, when a taxi stopped in front of it.

The car door opened, and a familiar voice called, "Come on!"

The driver glanced at the woman who wrapped herself tightly in the rearview mirror: "Oh, is this your cat? It's so cute!"

The black cat jumped onto Tang Sisi's lap and finally curled up in peace.

Tang Sisi lightly scratched the back of the black cat's neck.

"Yes, this is my cat."

"But it can slip by itself?"

Tang Sisi shrugged: "It's no big deal, it can still drive and make phone calls. I just said that cats will rule humans sooner or later."

The author has something to say:

I found Teacher Shen’s photo, but I couldn’t post it on TT, so I put it on Weibo