When Pei Donglai dressed as John Watson

As the man of the house, Dr. Mantero was brought back to Scotland Yard for investigation.

In the interrogation room, Dr. Mantero kept emphasizing helplessly that he loved his wife very much, and because he was busy working day and night at Barts Medical College, he didn't even know that there was a safe room at home.

"When Amy and I moved in two years ago, it was rebuilt. She looked at the whole building, but she didn't tell me at all that she wanted to build a safe house." Dr Mantero tried to tell Scotland Yard police They wanted to explain the reason, but in fact, even if what he said was true, the Scotland Yard police could only give him a dubious response.

"According to your guess, Dr. Mantero killed his wife?"

Lestrade took Sherlock and John to stay next to the interrogation room, where all the conversations in the interrogation room could be heard, and they were also talking at the same time, for this case.

Sherlock always expected Lestrade's question.

He shook his head, the smile outlined at the corner of his mouth looked extremely mocking, but in fact he didn't mean to mock, but who told his parents to give him such a face.

Perhaps, this is the inheritance of the Sherlock Holmes family?

After all, Mycroft Holmes is like this-it doesn't matter if you don't laugh, but it's very hateful when you laugh.

However, Mycroft was an official after all, so he practiced a normal smile in front of the mirror for a long time, so he looked much better than Sherlock.

"I never guess, I just observe, observe, and deduce." Sherlock said, "However, according to my deduction, the murderer cannot be him. Doctor Mantero's feet are very small, only size eight. , but the boot's footprints on the front porch are eleven yards."

"But you can't deny the possibility that he deliberately misled us by wearing big shoes, can you?"

"So you think he wore big gloves on purpose when he strangled his wife, don't you? That strangle mark, even without a forensic autopsy, already suggests that it's a bit stronger than Dr. Mantello The man is not only heavier than him, but also taller than him. I estimate that his height should be between [-] feet [-] and [-], and the medical examiner will definitely come to the same conclusion as me after a few hours .”

Sherlock couldn't stand Lestrade's goldfish intelligence anymore, so he turned to John: "So, what do you think, John?"

"Uh...yes." John nodded, "I'm curious why Mrs. Temper has plastic surgery, because I think her original appearance is much prettier than her current one. There is an old Chinese saying that a woman's appearance is one that pleases herself, so A person who undergoes plastic surgery usually wants to be more beautiful, why is Mrs. Temple an exception?"

"This is also what I'm curious about." Sherlock agreed with John's point of view, thinking that he had got the point, so he looked at Lestrade again, and asked the other party as always: "Now, I need to talk to Dr. Mantero. talk."

Lestrade was very used to the domineering attitude of the Holmes brothers, so he looked at the watch on his wrist indifferently, and then told Sherlock: "I will give you 2 minutes."

"Thank you very much." Sherlock said such a sentence without sincerity, then rushed out of the room, rushed into the interrogation room next door, took out the paper and pen he carried with him, and patted it on Dr. Front: "Give me a list that must have the names of all the tall people in your life."

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"Amy is a good person, but if you came here because you think I have something to do with that..." The tall man shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

After waiting for a full 5 minutes from Dr. Mantero, he was recalled from memory and wrote down the list. Sherlock, who had already seriously timed out, did not intend to say hello to Lestrade, so he just pulled John and pressed the button. After checking the names and addresses on the list, he found the white man in his 30s.

Sherlock first picked this man, because he was a colleague of Dr. Mantero, a plastic surgeon, and his name was Arcturus Black, and he worked in the London Hospital.

And their conversation took place in Arcturus' office at the London Hospital.

"According to Doctor Mantero, at last year's holiday party, you had sex with his wife, Amy Temple?" Sherlock ignored Arcturus' unwillingness to cooperate, And continued his questioning with the attitude of not hearing what Arcturus said.

In response to this, Arcturus took a deep breath, and then tried to calmly tell the other party: "Actually, no!"

"I just asked about all the plastic surgery she's had."

"Plastic surgery?" Sherlock has not started to investigate who performed Mrs. Temple's plastic surgery. In fact, even if he is asked to call McCauf to investigate, it will take some time.

However, now this is a wrong shot, and Mrs. Temple's plastic surgeon has been found?

Then, he could get the truth from Arcturus about why Mrs. Temple had plastic surgery.

"Yes." Arcturus explained to Sherlock why he asked about Mrs. Temple's plastic surgery: "Two years ago, I helped the hospital raise funds, and that was before her plastic surgery. There are photos from that time."

Arcturus searched the pictures in the computer library, and then found a photo of Mrs. Temple from two years ago.

"Look." Arcturus found it, and then moved the computer's display screen to make it easier for Sherlock and John to view the photos. "This is the photo I took of Dr. Mantero and Amy that night."

The picture is very clear, so Sherlock and John can easily see the two figures in the picture with their excellent eyesight.

One is Mrs Temple, with light blonde hair and a pointed chin, before plastic surgery, and the other is her husband, Dr. Richard Mantello.

"Then do you know why Mrs. Temple has plastic surgery?" Sherlock didn't like the oblique clichés, in his opinion, it was Mycroft's style, not his own.But when he said this bluntly, the topic suddenly jumped to the other side: "Can you tell me about the follow-up command that troubled you two years ago?"

The keyword two years ago may have something to do with Mrs. Temple.

"...I asked my neighbor out, but she overreacted." Arcturus is an excellent plastic surgeon in a London hospital, so of course he has heard of the surname Holmes. Everything he knew had to be said without any reservations.

"Mr. Black, can you tell us where you were last night?" John asked.

"At home, alone." Arcturus was annoyed that he didn't have an alibi, but this was indeed the reality, so he had no intention of lying.Of course, he's not an idiot, so he still needs to say something that has to be said: "I know, this doesn't prove anything, but I don't care because I haven't done it."

Talking to Arcturus was useless, so Sherlock and the two of them retreated from the office, planning to talk to other men who were equally tall and had contact with Dr. Mantero and Mrs. Temple. Looking for clues.

"What do you think of Dr. Black?" John sat in the taxi, wondering whether the taxi that came and stopped as soon as he waved was the same as the one sent by McCoff in the morning, and asked Xia Locke's impression of Arcturus.

"Does it need to be said? He is an idiot." Sherlock once again compared Arcturus with his own IQ, and did not care about being a doctor, and he was an excellent plastic surgeon. Among ordinary people, he is considered the best.

"But his body language shows that he's not lying." At the same time, Sherlock is honest, he cares about the truth, so he doesn't just use a scapegoat to dismiss everyone. "I don't see any motive in his murder."

"I think the murderer's movements are very neat. Maybe he has done the same thing, at least once." John has played his own keen observation skills, but he has never liked to intervene in other people's cases, but this does not prevent him from reminding the other party .

Sherlock's eyes widened suddenly, and then he grinned, a deep and deep smile on his face. "Yes, I think you're right."

Then, he said loudly to the taxi driver: "You heard me, we are going to Scotland Yard now."

"Yes, Mr. Holmes." The taxi driver replied, and then calmly searched for an intersection, turned around and headed for the new destination - Scotland Yard.

Well, now it's confirmed, it's McCoff's guy.

For the first time, John deeply understood the bet meaning of the idiom lingering.

And Sherlock has already taken out his mobile phone to notify Lestrade to prepare the information he may need.

Facts have proved that although the police officers of Scotland Yard are all goldfish with small brains, it is commendable that their work efficiency is still very good, because when they arrived, Lestrade's desk had already been placed. The dossier that Sherlock needs is loaded.