Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Ursula and the others were politely invited by the police detectives to squat in a corner, waiting for questioning.

Only little Sherlock Holmes was honored to join the team of professionals as a special invitation to discuss the situation with the forensic doctor.

"I think I can also help. After all, I am..." James Bruno took a peek at Ursula and muttered unwillingly when he found that she was watching the situation over there.

"One of the smartest men in London, isn't he? Come on, let's calm down for a while." Judge George rubbed his head vigorously.

"The cornea is not cloudy yet, because the other party's head is soaked in water, so it cannot be used as a basis for judgment." The forensic doctor inspected the deceased and said. "Slight corpse plaque, muscle relaxation, preliminary judgment time of death is about 2 hours."

"There was no trauma, so the cause of death was drowning?" The young medical examiner raised his head in disbelief and said to Holmes. "Looking at the posture, he took the initiative to immerse his head in the water. There are no injuries on his body, his clothes are also neat, and there are no signs of struggle."

"It's unbelievable." Eric shrugged, he was very familiar with the manner of speaking of this forensic doctor, and it seemed that he was an old acquaintance.

"I have to trouble you to check his left ventricle when you go back for the autopsy, and have tested him for any drug residues."

"Understood, look at the blood dilution there to determine whether the deceased was alive when he drowned." The forensic doctor said clearly.

"According to the situation at the time, except for Miss Bruno, all the other guests were waiting in the restaurant for dinner. It is unlikely that any of the guests killed Mr. Kuru and ran out within 10 minutes without being familiar with the maze. the labyrinth, and then breathe steadily into the hall," elaborated little Holmes.

"So it is very important whether the deceased was poisoned. If it is a poison that can delay the onset, then there are many suspects. But if the other party is alive and kicking to death, then..."

"So he committed suicide?" Lestrade continued.

He took out his notebook and checked: "Well, the first witness was Miss Bruno... According to the current situation, only the two of them disappeared in the middle of the party. Miss Bruno didn't show up until the dinner started, bringing The news that the deceased has died."

"What do you think, Eric. Is there a possibility of homicide?" Mr. Detective pouted towards the waiting crowd, implying that it was suspicious that Miss Bruno and the painter both left the banquet.

"The possibility of homicide is not ruled out." Eric Holmes didn't comment on Miss Bruno, but just discussed the case itself. "However, I prefer to call this murder a booby trap rather than a homicide."

"I think someone induced Mr. Kuru to do this weird thing. Do you know the red hat, Mr. Lestrade?" Little Holmes asked.

"Huh? You mean that ridiculous hat on the dead man's head?" Lestrade frowned.

"I just heard an interesting story from Ursula. It is said that Lady Bertha has a red hat from a mermaid in her collection. According to legend, anyone who wears this hat can breathe in water. "

"Ha! You mean the dead man believed this fantastic story?" Inspector Lestrade said in surprise. "But even if he's stupid enough to believe it, oh I heard he's still a painter. Artists are always a little naive, and that's understandable."

"But he will understand this kind of thing as soon as he puts his head into the water." Lestrade said with a bitter face as he watched the forensic doctor cover the deceased with a white cloth. "This guy's expression is too peaceful, it doesn't look like he was having difficulty breathing before he died."

"At present, there is only such an explanation. As for what made him abandon the instinct of human survival, I think it is necessary to investigate the background of the other party and the people and things he has been in contact with recently before making a judgment." Eric said. "But fortunately there should be an eyewitness who can give us some clues."

"You mean Miss Bruno." Inspector Lestrade glanced at the girl who was clinging to Ursula not far away.

"No, I mean another witness besides her," said young Holmes. "Maybe, maybe the other party saw the whole process of Mr. Kuru's "suicide"?"

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After listening to a few words from Eric and the forensic doctor, Ursula withdrew the magic power concentrated on her ears and didn't intend to listen any more.It's okay if it's normal, but now she's still hungry, and she plans to have a supper after returning home, so it's not suitable to listen to too much knowledge of this kind of science.

She simply continued to lean against the hedge, closing her eyes and recuperating.

Just as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt a slight tug on my sleeve.Ursula turned her head to see Mademoiselle Bruno smiling at her.

"Miss Ursula, may I call you that?" she said softly.

"Of course, Miss Bruno." Ursula put on a business smile.

"You can call me Sophie!" This fair-skinned, dark-haired, black-eyed girl with a touch of Italian blood shyly raised the arm that was circumvented by the spell. "I said, since we are all in this relationship..."

what relationship?Miss Witch's smile froze.

"Then...then can I invite you to my house as a guest?" Miss Bruno looked at Ursula expectantly.

"In what capacity?" Ursula asked with a complicated expression.

"Of course best friends." Mademoiselle Bruno replied eagerly. "Haven't we all made a contract of friendship?"

"Ah! That's right." Ursula breathed a sigh of relief, but she was thinking too much. She was so frightened that she completely forgot that aristocratic girls in this era are flowers in real greenhouses, and she read Byron's poems It is considered to cause premature puberty and is harmful to the health of young girls.

It was all the fault of Viscount Bruno, and his lovely sister was also implicated.Ursula consciously pinned the blame on Edgar Bruno again.

"But... your elder brother." Ursula showed a hesitant expression, deliberately mentioning the culprit.

"We'll go while he's away!" said Mademoiselle Bruno, holding Ursula's hand, with sparkling eyes. "I will protect you."

"Well, then can Eric go together?" Ursula looked at the lovely girl, and felt the calloused palms of the girl who was clearly a noble lady.

I feel that if it is not because of her enthusiasm, it must be born under the influence of some mysterious side, and I want to become friends with Miss Bruno.Not for anything else, just because she has lived up to her talent in this era.

Ursula took her hand back and said with a smile, "If Eric can accompany me, I would be happy to spend a beautiful day with you."

"Of course no problem!" Miss Bruno immediately agreed, as if she was afraid that Ursula would go back on her word. "Isn't Mr. Holmes a friend of James? It would be a pleasure to come with him, isn't he James?"

She turned her head and looked at her second brother with a hint of warning, implying that he would quickly invite Mr. Holmes to be a guest if he had a wink.

"Ah!" Judge George twisted hard on the back of the tangled James Bruno. "Of course, I welcome Eric to come together, just so we can..." Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him by speaking to Miss Bruno, whose brother threw it away after use.

"Look, it's all right now. Tomorrow, tomorrow is too fast, I'm not well prepared, maybe the day after tomorrow. It just so happens that Edgar is going to attend a horse race during the day, and he will be on duty at night, so he won't be here all day." She Said excitedly.

"That's right! That's it. I'll be there on time." Ursula smiled with satisfaction, and her eyes met with little Holmes from afar. The other party obviously heard it and blinked her eyes to express her appreciation.

After that, the two of them quickly looked away, and turned back to the people and things they were facing.

"We can now proceed to the questioning phase," Inspector Lestrade said, closing his notebook. "I'm going to explain the situation to the owner of this house now, let's start with Miss Bruno."

"And the witness you mentioned, does such a person really exist? Eric." Officer Lestrade said suspiciously. "Your description of this witness doesn't look like a human being at all. Could it be that you and...you made a mistake when you measured the footprints." He hesitated for a while, and replaced his lack of knowledge with Mr. Holmes with a wrong memory, after all It can also be regarded as a child who has been watched since childhood, and can't speak venomously.

"Don't worry." Little Holmes laughed. "Just ask Mr. Dinta and you will know."

Lestrade sighed: "Okay. Since you are so confident, let me ask."

He adjusted his hat and walked towards Mr. Dinta.

"Mr. Dingta, as the host, please cooperate with us in solving the case. Now we need to question the people present, and we did not follow the scene of the crime, but we also need to investigate the people who have intersected with the deceased at this banquet Do some investigation work. Please also communicate with the guests."

"No problem, we are happy to cooperate." Mr. Dinta nodded very cooperatively. "Before you came, my wife had gathered the guests who had seen Mr. Kuru for the last time to the tea room."

"That would be great." Officer Lestrade thanked Mr. Dinta.

The police had already started to clean up the scene, and the group they were going to participate in the questioning followed Mr. Lestrade to the main house.Mr. Dingta deliberately vacated his study and tea room as the police's consultation room and waiting space.

Little Holmes and Ursula intentionally walked slowly at the back of the line. Miss Bruno looked back several times but failed to impress the hard-hearted Miss Witch, and joined hands with her at the front.But even if Ursula agreed, she could not walk side by side with Miss Witch.Because Mrs. Bertha was holding her tightly, and kept sending her elders comfort.

James Bruno was directly dragged to the front by Judge George, and he was not given a chance to talk to him.

That's why Ursula and Eric were able to exchange information leisurely.

"Is the witness a man over 25 meters tall, gigantic?" asked Ursula.

"Gigantism? No, according to my observation of the footprints and work traces left by him, the other party is strong and healthy." Little Holmes shook his head. "It should be because of the other party's special bloodline. Have you heard of the garden giant?"

"That race that is good at gardening? But shouldn't they all live in the land of fairies? How could they appear here? Human gardens don't have so many exotic flowers and plants that make them intoxicated." Ursula asked in surprise.

"Maybe it's a mixed race, or a deviant existence?" Eric replied. "The other party's working time should be at night. He not only trimmed the hedges at the scene of the crime, cleaned up the garbage on the pool, but also lit the kerosene street lamps in the whole park."

"So, if this is true, every fountain pool is too clean. Although it is not the season for falling leaves, there is a monsoon. The ground here is paved with sawdust, and it is easy to float into the pool when the wind blows. Ursula clenched her fist and tapped her palm suddenly.

"The pool should be the dirtiest at night, but it was very clean when we walked there. Since we want to maintain the appearance of this labyrinth garden, we need to trim the hedges every few days. With such a large workload, Miss Bruno and Bai It is certainly impossible for Madame Shah to do it herself."

"Is this everyone's blind spot?" Ursula thought about it. "Obviously we saw the street lamps were on all the way, but we didn't think about who lit the lights. Did I also become arrogant? Like those nobles, I ignored the existence of the staff."

Ursula reviewed herself, and then felt that something seemed wrong. It wasn't that she was influenced by this era, but it was because she didn't integrate enough that she couldn't discover it.When she came to such an exquisite garden, she actually took it for granted that this street lamp decorated with beautiful rose iron patterns was electrified, and did not consider the existence of the lamplighter at all.

She knocked on her forehead a little annoyed, feeling that she was simply too dull.

"Knocking like this will make you really stupid." Eric grabbed her paw to stop her self-abuse. "Progress comes little by little. You didn't notice it this time. You will definitely be more careful next time because of this negligence, right?" His voice was gentle and full of encouragement.

"You...really." Ursula smiled down. "It actually pursues an encouraging education."

"You speak in a complimenting tone," laughed little Holmes. "Are you tempted to form a family with me? After all, I will definitely be a good father."

"..." Ursula frowned instantly, and slapped his paw away. "Although it's dark, it's still a little early to dream."

Because they didn't deliberately lower their voices in the last few words like they did when they were discussing giants, but they were all heard by the forensic doctor who left alone in front.

"You two have such a good relationship." The young forensic doctor suddenly turned his head and smiled. "It's surprising that Eric Holmes will have such a day. Tut tut," he teased.

"I don't know who was 12 years old when I finished the experiment and went on a date in a hurry. When I didn't show him the final report, I said with a black face that love would dull the brain."

"Now I think so too." Eric is worthy of being Eric, he didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being exposed to the black history of the second period of middle school, but responded proudly.

Hearing this answer, Ursula couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"How dare you say that, to speak ill of love in front of this young lady." The forensic doctor laughed.

"Why not? The kind of love that is just to fill the emptiness in life will still drain the mind and make people dull." Eric Holmes said.

"But there is a kind of love that will not. This kind of love will become the driving force for both parties to strive to climb the ideal peak, and will become the starlight of each other's inspiration. And I am in this kind of love right now."

The young detective looked at the girl: "I hope that my colleagues can also share this joy."

thump!

Ursula pressed her heart involuntarily, and it was over, as if something had really moved.