Fujiya moved the fastest, and together with Watson squeezed into the Walker's butler to pick up Holmes' car.

"Mr. Holmes, did you know about this case before?" Fujiya recalled the happy look of Holmes just now, trying to find out some news.

"Walker's house invited me to visit once before, but I regretted it again." Holmes said lightly, "Give me double the consulting fee, saying that the murderer of the murder case has been found. But I have found a few doubts. There must be a follow-up, and now it is true."

The housekeeper who was driving turned around and apologized to him repeatedly.

Sherlock waved his hand, as if he didn't care about others.

Fujiya looked at the butler with pity.

This is clearly the inference that their family didn't believe in Sherlock last time.

Offended Sherlock Holmes, thinking that the matter of apologizing will be over?I don't know how Sherlock Holmes will be full of aura when he arrives in a certain place, poking people's hearts with a vicious tongue.

Watson was also very aware of this, and kindly introduced the situation to Fujiya and said: "The last time Mrs. Walker was killed with a hoe in the living room, Mr. Walker commissioned Sherlock to find the murderer. When the case was finally closed, he said It was done by the gardener hired by the family."

"He didn't do it." Holmes said bluntly, with a mocking tone, "He is the lover who had an affair with Mrs. Walker. Thomas Walker couldn't stand being cuckolded, so he took advantage of the situation."

"Mr. Walker doesn't want to find out the truth? That's the murderer who killed his wife." Fujiya asked.

"The hoe had the gardener's fingerprints on it. When Mrs. Walker died, only the gardener did not have an alibi. Thomas Walker was prejudiced and believed that the murderer was the gardener." Holmes said lightly.

"..." Fujiya was tangled and silent.

In fact, if it was her, she would also feel that the gardener was suspected after hearing this case.Look, it's a lover relationship, so there is a motive for committing the crime.There is no alibi, and there is time to commit the crime.The fingerprints on the hoe were not wiped, maybe it was a crime of passion, and the murderer was panicked in a moment of desperation, and he didn't care too much about it.

But compared to her own judgment and the words of Sherlock Holmes, Fujiya is more convinced of Holmes.She nodded approvingly, looked at the housekeeper with a troubled expression, and asked, "What happened this time?"

Hearing the words, the butler's face almost wrinkled into a bitter melon. He said bitterly, "This time...Mr. Walker was killed."

Holmes laughed unceremoniously.

"Sherlock!" Watson immediately lowered his voice, poked him with an elbow, and threw him a reproachful look.

"Cough..." Seeing Watson's face, Holmes withdrew his smile with restraint, and said, "My condolences. I said before that there must be a follow-up. If Thomas Walker listened to it, he wouldn't." This happened today."

The butler smiled and said dryly, "Mr. Walker's sister invited Mr. Holmes over this time. She hopes you can find out the real culprit."

"Hmm." Holmes was noncommittal, just staring at his fingertips.

The whole journey was very long. When the butler drove to the Walker's big villa in the countryside, it was already two or three hours later. It was already dark outside the window, but now the night was even thicker.Fujiya was drowsy and almost collapsed on Watson's shoulder.

John Watson is a good man, a retired military doctor, with a very honest and gentle personality. After a few glances, he was so entangled that he didn't know whether to help Fujiya up or let her continue to lean on.Holmes in the front seat has been staring at this scene almost sharply through the rearview mirror, keeping a calm expression.

Watson: "...??"

Why is the atmosphere so strange.

He was a little restless.

The inflexibility continued until the Walkers' home.

The taxi was expensive, and Steve couldn’t afford to pay after digging all over his pockets. In a panic, Fujiya silently rummaged through his wallet, bit the bullet and handed out a few US dollar bills to help him out.

"Thank you." Steve breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Fujiya gratefully, his eyes softened a lot.He noticed that Fujiya was still yawning just now, with a sleepy look, and asked with concern, "Are you sleepy?"

"It's because the car ride was too boring, so I fell asleep." Fujiya watched the taxi turn around and leave, the blush on Xiao Itachi's face hadn't faded, and Tony also pretended to be nonchalant with an unnatural look, Immediately, Fujiya's curiosity was aroused, and she asked in a low voice, "What happened to them?"

"There's no room for four of us in this car." Steve said honestly, with a smile in his blue eyes, "Tony just let Itachi sit on his lap and squeeze, you should have seen him drum The look on your face when you have the courage to say it."

Fujiya couldn't help laughing just thinking about it.

See what's on Tony's face?The rich man with a mustache must have an expression of reluctance and reluctance, as if he didn't like letting Itachi sit on his lap, but it's not certain what he thinks in his heart.

What a big tsundere.

"Everyone is friends of Mr. Holmes. It's getting late today. Please follow me to the guest room and rest for a night." The butler left them behind and went to communicate with Mr. Walker's sister before returning.

Holmes had no objection.

It is indeed too late tonight, and it is not easy to see anything.It's not too late to get up early tomorrow morning to check the scene.

——Actually, the most important reason is that these people who aroused his curiosity have also followed, and Sherlock is still interested in them.

This is a large villa with exquisite decoration.The hall on the first floor is very spacious, with all kinds of decorations, and there are two semicircular long stairs leading directly to the second floor.At first glance, the Walker family has a profound foundation and amazing financial resources, and Fujiya is envious and amazed.

Tony didn't respond, but he didn't like this flamboyant nouveau riche-like style.

The butler led them up to the second floor, and was about to go to the guest room on the third floor, when they met a little girl with long blond hair.

The little girl was about eight or nine years old, wearing a nightgown, holding a big teddy bear in her arms, with a slightly pale complexion, a frail figure, and seemed to be in poor health.She stood quietly in the corridor and looked at them from a distance, her blue eyes showed a depression that did not match her age.

"It's the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Walker. She is nine years old and her name is Anna." Watson introduced them in a low voice.

"It's so miserable." The little weasel pursed his lips tightly.

Tony's face also sank.

——Tony Stark actually hates children like this the most.

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