[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

[New neighbor who just moved in this morning]

[there is a pet]

[pharmacist]

[have practiced shooting]

[End of a long journey not long ago]

"Good afternoon." Sherlock glanced at Nina hurriedly, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, quickly turned his face away, and walked into the apartment quickly.

"..." Nina blinked in surprise, and looked towards the door, which gave her the illusion that Mr. Holmes had disappeared from her sight in just an instant.

Although the fact is true, she didn't even take a closer look at the appearance of the "strange neighbor" in Avril Lavigne's mouth.

However, Nina quickly put this short, even negligible meeting behind her.

She sent Professor Pole out of the apartment. At this time, the number of people on the street seemed to gradually increase.

Professor Ball looked around Baker Street, and when his eyes touched the person in the black windbreaker standing by the street, the muscles of his whole body visibly tensed up.

He quickly turned his face away, trying to make his expression more natural, but his fingers were still trembling slightly uncontrollably, "Let's go here, it's getting late." Professor Bohr said suddenly.

He didn't even wait for Nina to respond, and left the place in a hurry.

three days later

"Pol Freeman, a professor of medicine at Imperial College, whose body was discovered this morning, and the other deceased was his wife, Catherine." Sally said while introducing Inspector Lestrade into inside the house.

Sally frowned tightly, the smell of blood in the room was stimulating her sense of smell little by little, and to this day, she could still feel her stomach turning upside down.

Those creepy pictures came to her mind again.

Because of this, Lisa had to pause for a moment before continuing, "The female victim was found in the bedroom. Before she died, she was beaten severely and her stomach was cut open with a sharp weapon... It is suspected that she was sexually assaulted, and the specific circumstances need further investigation.

The body of the male victim was found in the bathroom. The blood had been drained and dismembered. Strangely, the murderer did not take the body away after dismembering it, but put it back together again. "

Lestrade stopped suddenly, and looked at Lisa without saying a word. To be honest, he had seen many cases, but rarely saw such a brutal method.

"What else did you find?" Lestrade asked. He had already seen the bathroom where the murder took place. There was a lot of blood on the floor, and the bathtub was full of blood.

The murderer seemed to be deliberately creating a terrifying atmosphere. The curtains were all drawn to block the sunlight, and the white curtains were artificially splashed with blood.

"Not yet." Lisa shook her head, deliberately turned her face away to avoid seeing the blood in the bathtub, "However, we have notified the people who had close contact with the deceased, one is Professor Boer's assistant, the other This is Miss Nina Roberts. Judging from Professor Ball's past emails, the two have had many medical exchanges."

Lestrade nodded. There is no doubt that this is a vicious murder. Once it is reported in the newspapers, it will cause great panic among the masses.

Hell, London is like a paradise for criminals these days, and they commit all kinds of crimes with impunity.

He should find the murderer and close the case as soon as possible. If necessary, he will need the help of Sherlock Holmes.

Lestrade then carefully investigated the scene and the victim's condition, but found little.

No valuable clues were left at the scene, and the footprints and fingerprints were artificially removed. The Pol couple are kind-hearted people, have a good reputation among the neighbors, have a good financial situation, and do not owe any debts.

Professor Ball's assistants Turner and Miss Nina have also been questioned, and both had obvious alibi on the day.

"This is the whole situation, you will be interested, Sherlock." Lestrade stood near the door, looking at Sherlock who was flipping through the photos of the scene. He did not sit down, but was ready to leave at any time.

Because this is indeed an urgent matter, Professor Ball enjoys a high reputation among medical scientists, and people's attention to this murder remains high, and many people are even taking preventive measures to prevent themselves from becoming the next victim .

The whole of London has not yet broken out of the previous panic, and everyone has become insecure again. The number of complaint letters received by Scotland Yard has almost doubled compared to before.

"You should have come here earlier." Sherlock threw down the photo in his hand, put on his windbreaker and ran outside in a hurry.

"Where are you going?" Lestrade asked subconsciously, well, this is superfluous nonsense, Lestrade opened the door, and quickly followed Sherlock who had almost disappeared.

Morgue

Jasmine received a notice from Inspector Lestrade in advance. She looked towards the stairs, calmed down, and tried to make herself look as normal as possible.

"This is the corpse of Mr. and Mrs. Pol." Jasmine said to Sherlock and Lestrade.

Sherlock lifted the white cloth covering Professor Pole's body, and moved the corners of his mouth in surprise.

"Are you alright, Sherlock?" Jasmine had to ask aloud.

"certainly"

Sherlock completely lifted the white cloth, exposing the body that was put together like a jigsaw puzzle to the air.

[dispute]

[Cross-section shape of the incision - Nepalese army knife]

[thumb inconvenient]

[left handed]

[happy marriage]

[slight cleanliness]

[Recently troubled by troubles]

Lestrade stood beside him without saying a word, looking at Sherlock almost in a daze, "What did you find?"

"Not much." Sherlock straightened up.

"The murderer is left-handed, has injured his thumb, has military experience, and the two know each other well."

Lestrade: "You mean that Professor Ball and the murderer are acquaintances?"

Sherlock: "Obviously"

Lestrade: "It's not obvious to me."

Sherlock: "He has headaches, but it's not physical, it's psychological. His headaches are getting worse, there is no financial crisis, the marriage is happy...

What caused him great psychological pressure?

The murderer, no doubt, had suddenly donated a large sum of money to the Institute, and had anticipated today. "

Lestrade's eyes widened in surprise, "For God's sake, you're just saying that a professor of medicine is actually an acquaintance with a vicious murderer!"

Sherlock: "When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains is the truth."

"His ring?" Sherlock asked suddenly.

"what?"

"Where's his ring? His ring!" Sherlock raised his voice. "He never takes it off easily. Look at the marks on his fingers."

[Keep it as a souvenir, NO! It's meaningless, he threw it away himself, yes, he threw the ring on purpose. ]

"Where is the crime scene?" Sherlock turned around and asked.

"Lauriston Gardens, Lisa is still collecting evidence there." Lestrade paused and replied, he couldn't keep up with Sherlock's thinking.

To be precise, he has never tried to understand, even though the difference between ordinary people and geniuses is only two words.

"I don't get along well with her"

"Anyway, she won't be your assistant."

"I need an assistant, at least he (she) won't lower the IQ of the whole street." Sherlock said quickly, straightened his black windbreaker, and ran up the stairs quickly.

Rolleston Gardens

A cordon was set up outside Professor Ball's second-floor villa, and two Scotland Yard policemen were standing guard at the door, ready to guard against any special circumstances.

The air seemed to still be filled with the smell of blood, and children playing on the street were no longer seen everywhere. No matter children or adults, they were trying to shorten the time of staying outside as much as possible.

Diagonally opposite the villa, a golden-haired squirrel that looked like a cub was looking at the open window of the villa's bedroom from a distance. This young squirrel was undoubtedly Nina herself.

She just completed the Animagus on her own in the last vacation, and she is not yet proficient in using it.Maybe she could have taken a cop's hair and polyjugated him.

But she hated drinking Polyjuice Potion, and most of all, she didn't know anything about the cops.

Nina turned her head to look at the main entrance. The two gatekeepers were chatting casually, and there was no one around.

Taking advantage of the squirrel's dexterity, Nina easily slipped through the window into the villa's bedroom, pushed open the door, and ran along the corridor to the bathroom where Professor Ball was killed.

In order to maintain the scene, the bathroom still looks like the original purgatory.Nina hid at the corner, and it took a long time to wake up from the mixed emotions of surprise, sadness, and anger. It was hard to imagine that Professor Pole, who had helped her a lot, was killed like this.

Maybe when she met Professor Pole a few days ago, she should have caused enough alarm, Nina couldn't help thinking, but she didn't have much time to regret it.

The professor has always been a cautious person, she may be able to find clues in the room.

Nina jumped under the window, and used her fluffy paws to pull the curtain to the right by a distance of two finger widths, and the sunlight entered the room through the gap without hindrance.

With a low viewing angle, she can even see the vacant slot under the bathtub.

"The freak is here." Lisa's voice came from a distance in the corridor, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Sherlock and Lestrade who were approaching.

"This way," Lisa said reluctantly, turning around and leading Sherlock to the bathroom.

"It's been searched many times and you won't find anything of value."

"Shut up," Sherlock replied without hesitation, "I'm thinking, you're disturbing me!"

Nina heard the conversation from a distance, and hurriedly shrank to the gap under the bathtub. Her fluffy tail happened to touch a silver diamond ring.

Why is the professor's wedding ring here?

Nina turned around suspiciously, and pressed the ring with her fluffy paws. She remembered that the professor never took it off... Maybe she needed this.

Nina suddenly thought, and then heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and a large beam of light flooded in instantly, oh, Merlin, Nina blinked and looked at the flashlight that appeared in front of her.

Almost reflexively, he bit the hand that was outstretched in front of him, then picked up the wedding ring, quickly jumped out from under the bathtub, and jumped onto the balcony that was more than one meter high.

Nina turned her head to look at Sherlock, who had a displeased face, and there were still a row of small teeth marks on his hands.

Nina blinked, and before Sherlock could catch up, she hurriedly jumped out of the house along the balcony, and ran towards the distant Lawleston Garden at top speed.

The author has something to say: the reasoning is illogical, everyone forgive me