[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

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When Nina returned home, she still thought about what Rhett and Jennifer had said. She tried to connect Professor Ball with her parents. Unfortunately, the relationship between them was pitifully small. If Jennifer hadn’t mentioned it, she might never They don't take the initiative to recall these past events.

While Nina was thinking wildly, it just so happened that there was a hasty knock on the door from the entrance.

"Hi, I'm here to deliver something to Mr. Henry, but it looks like he's not at home." Holding the box, the young man was wearing a gray jacket and jeans, and looked at Nina shyly, "You know when he'll be back ?"

"Mr. Henry, their family should be on vacation in Hawaii at this time, and they won't be back in a few days." Nina thought for a while and said.

"...Can you pass it on to me? I will leave England tonight. I have been helped by Mr. Henry when I was in the company. Now I suddenly decide to resign, and I always want to give Mr. Henry a gift."

The young man showed a green smile, glanced at Nina cautiously, then blushed quickly, and looked away.

"No problem, I will hand it over to Mr. Henry when he comes back." Nina smiled friendly, "You can leave your name and phone number, and I will call you if there is any situation."

"Thank you very much, you can call me Jin, and I wrote the phone number on the box." Jin said gratefully.

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"Hugh, there's a knock at the door. Open the door."

"Are you going to bring Lily back?" Xio walked towards the entrance while looking at his wife who was going down the stairs.

"Yes, we should bring her back."

Xio smiled and agreed with his wife's words. He walked to the entrance and opened the door. A young man in a gray uniform was standing outside the door with a laptop in his hand.

His age was not too old, only in his 30s and [-]s. From a close look, the man's face was as pale as paper, and the beard around his mouth seemed to have not been properly trimmed for a long time.

"Hello, sir, this is the computer you sent for repair last week." The young man stammered, looking inward, and then quickly looked away.

"Thank you." Xio took the computer and smiled at his wife who was walking beside him, "Be careful on the road, Jane."

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Crime scene

After the homicide, the police from Scotland Yard arrived here quickly, and a blue cordon has been pulled up around the villa to prevent tourists who come to Covent Park from approaching.

"Hello, freak." Lisa stepped forward, raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Sherlock, "Are you alone?"

"Obviously." Sherlock raised the blue cordon and entered the entrance of the villa. He looked up at the hanging lamp in front of the door.

[(brand new) (replaced recently) (period of incident: broken → man-made) (fingerprint → murderer × master √)]

"Greg should come here with you, don't touch that hanging lamp, there may be fingerprints of criminals on it." Lisa warned.

"Homeowner" Sherlock twitched his lips.Taking a few steps back, he didn't enter the house immediately, but walked around the house and stopped in front of the courtyard facing the living room.

He followed a nearly straight line and walked to the window. There were blood-stained footprints by the window. From here, he could just see the living room, and the couple died in the living room.

A few minutes later, Lestrade arrived in a hurry. He looked around with a headache, and the media had already rushed over, wanting to take the opportunity to inquire about the progress of the case.He bet the reporters would never have arrived so quickly if the dead couple hadn't been well-known businessmen.

They seem to have unique skills, always appearing near the scene when the police have a headache.

"You're finally here." Lisa crossed her arms, stood inside the cordon and looked at Lestrade who was late, "I thought you would come with him." Lisa said, looking to the side lookout.

"I met people from the FBI on the road, you know, they are not the police in Scotland or Wales." Lestrade said with a sigh. "What's the situation?"

"There." Lisa raised her eyebrows and motioned to Lestrade to the courtyard facing the living room, "I know what you want to ask, you shouldn't trust him like this, sooner or later he will stand on the opposite side of you, We'll find a body and the name of the murderer...."

"Lisa, stop." Lestrade interrupted Lisa helplessly, "You have too much prejudice against Sherlock, I want to go in and have a look."

Lestrade turned to the courtyard and saw Sherlock observing something with the magnifying glass he carried with him, "Aren't you going in, Sherlock?" anywhere you can check.

"The federal agents just now asked for your help. I don't know what they have to do." Lestrade muttered, "Nine times out of ten, it will be related to Professor Pole's case, but that's already closed. "

"That's just one link in a chain that connects a Napoleonic figure at one end to a horde of thieves and robbers at the other end, far from being connected to the big man who will pull out a chain of people to guide us Go deep."

Sherlock stood up suddenly, looked at Lestrade, and deliberately changed the subject, "Let's go in and have a look."

Lestrade followed Sherlock who was walking quickly towards the entrance of the villa. Before entering the door, he couldn't help but glance at the courtyard just now. He guessed that Sherlock must have found something there, although he didn't say a word about it.

This is so unreasonable.

"Sherlock, maybe you would like to meet Miss Rimmer, she is the nanny here." Lestrade walked to the living room, looked at the Roach couple who fell on the ground, and with just one glance, Lestrade quickly Look away.

Because this scene is really uncomfortable, as if to vent, Mr. Roach's face was shot into a sieve by a shotgun, and his usually docile brown hair was also smashed with scissors.In comparison, Mrs. Roach was much better. She kept her original face and was not damaged in any way, except for a shot in the chest.

"You come to ask, Jill, and if you have doubts, I will add it in due course." Sherlock said before Miss Rimmer came.

"Greg" Lestrade corrected that he knew that he should maintain the seriousness of the case, but he still couldn't help correcting Sherlock's helpless behavior.

He even doubted how many names were accurate in Sherlock's head, and he must have cleared those names out of his head long ago.

"Ok, Greg." Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, responded casually, and moved away from the Roach couple.

Coincidentally, Miss Rimmer was also invited over at this time. She was an old girl who looked about 50 to [-] years old, with a few obvious white hairs in her short hair, her lips were bloodless, and her swollen eyes were panicked and helpless. He looked at Lestrade, and then his eyes fell on Sherlock.

"We would like to ask you a few questions, Miss Rimmer, which are crucial to the proper handling of this case."

"What? My ears don't work very well." Miss Rimmer pointed to her right ear.

"Please tell me what happened last night." Lestrade asked in a raised voice with a look of helplessness.

"Oh" Miss Rimmer finally nodded, her face became paler, she held her trembling hands, and talked about what happened last night.

"Nothing special happened yesterday, but Mrs. and Mrs. came back from the company at five o'clock in the afternoon, which was nearly an hour later than their usual time. Later, Mr. Robin came. He and Mr. have been together for many years Good friend, he has a good relationship with his wife. Every year at this time, he would invite his wife and husband to live in his manor in the country for a while.

They discussed it very late yesterday, and it seems that there was a dispute later. I couldn't hear what they were talking about. At about ten o'clock, my husband asked me to go back to my room to rest. In a daze, I heard a slight noise, probably Not long after, the alarm in the room rang, and I hurried downstairs to see this scene. "

"Alarm?"

Miss Rimmer's eyes, which had been lowered all the time, finally lifted up, and she glanced at the inquiring Lestrade, "Yes, because of the ears, sir has placed an alarm in the room, and when there is something to do, he will press the alarm. Ring the alarm."

Miss Rimmer turned her head to indicate the alarm button on the living room table, which was stained with blood. It seemed that one of the couple had pressed it before dying.

"Didn't you see Mr. Robin? Whose shotgun is it?"

"No, only madam and sir. The shotgun was brought by Mr. Robin. He knows that Mr. likes to hunt. Well... I don't know the specific reason. It may be a birthday gift, because it was Mr.'s birthday a few days ago, and Robin Sir was still far away in Africa."

"Does the Roach couple have any enemies? Or have they behaved unusually recently?"

Miss Rimmer lowered her eyelids, trembled her lips, and held her hands tightly, "No, officer, sir and madam are very good people, think about it, they even...have never disliked me, and neither have my enemies. Never heard of it."

Lestrade pursed his lips, a little disappointed. He had nothing to ask. The Robin he wanted to disappear was most likely the murderer they were looking for, but things were often not so satisfactory.

He glanced at Mr. Roach lying on the ground again, and suddenly asked, "What do you know about the pattern on Mr. Roach's arm?"