[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

There are several photo frames hanging on the wall of the room, Su Fu went over to take a few glances - in fact, one can tell at a glance that the red-haired girl in the middle is Adele, she is very delicate, with a small face, and the other The girl with pale blond hair looks particularly petite in comparison, smiling shyly and shyly at the camera.

"Adele and Carla that night, Carla Iris—the poor girl who was murdered, here—" Louis pointed to a row of framed pictures on the wall, "That's the picture they took at the beach last year ——They went to a party that day, and they have always been very close, the relationship from childhood.

The party was thrown by another girl in town - named Fernanda Oates - and they were invited, along with two other young men, Charles Cliff, and Jerry Wesson Te, they usually come here to play with them. The party ended at nine o’clock in the evening. Adele and Carla walked back from Fernanda’s house together. On the way, Carla said that her mobile phone was left there, so Adele asked Er came back first, and she went to get——

As a result, the next morning, they found Kara's body on the side of the road and killed him with a knife, leaving a lot of blood..."

"Adele is absolutely impossible to kill—" Louis continued firmly, "She is only 19 years old, she has always been timid, and she is reluctant to step on an ant to death, let alone kill—not to mention, it was Kara? "

Su Fu walked to the writing desk, glanced down, and said, "Does Adele like to write?"

"Huh?" Louis was obviously a little confused, "No - she likes watching movies and cooking, but not writing..."

"That's it." Su Fu turned around and saw that the bathroom door was ajar.

"Can I use the bathroom?" she asked politely.

"Of course—" Louis withdrew his regretful gaze from looking at the photos, "Please go ahead, I'll go out first."

Su Fu nodded: "Thank you."

The bathroom is small, with a long-leaf hanging basket placed on the window sill of the ventilation window, and a few pieces of clothes to be washed are randomly thrown in the dirty clothes basket, and a pair of white canvas shoes are stuffed in disorder beside the water pipe.

She arranges the shoes.

Standing up and walking out of the bedroom door, he said as he walked, "Sherlock, where are we going first?"

While talking to Sherlock, Louis turned his head and said in a slightly surprised tone, "Is Miss Frank going too?"

"Of course." Sherlock lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, not knowing what he was looking at, and muttered, "Su is my partner."

Louis was even more surprised.

Su Fu was also pressing his phone with his head down, and suddenly raised his head: "What did you just say?"

Sherlock said: "Go to the police station and meet Adele first."

"Oh yes, of course it's okay—" Louis went to drive in the backyard, and a faint voice came, "My father will come back by boat in the evening, this is his first time to go to sea recently—I don't know what the harvest will be ..."

And Su Fu was deleting a few text messages on the phone.

【Adele is in a relationship, and her family doesn't know——S·F】

【Look at her bathroom——S·H】

Louis drove the car out of the backyard, and Sherlock got in, but this time he sat in the back seat with Su Fu.

[Her shoes are covered with thick dirt, but I can't see what it is——S·F]

Sherlock paused for a moment when he pulled the seat belt, he raised his head, and looked at Su Fu helplessly and somewhat disgusted.

Su Fu covered his lips and smiled silently, pointing to his cell phone.

"Hey..." Louis, who was driving, sighed, "Adele was wronged—Sherlock, you know her, she has always been kind and timid, and she and Kara are still such good friends, but in the end..."

"Yeah..." Sherlock casually replied absent-mindedly, his eyes lingering on the phone screen——

[But I took a sample and showed it to you——S·F]

He looked up again, and Su Fu handed him a folded facial tissue.

There was a bit of dirt in the paper towel, Sherlock twirled it, lowered his head and smelled it, then rolled up the paper towel and squeezed it in his hand.

They passed an old church and a nursing home along the way. When the car passed by a small hospital called "Carlson", Louis showed a sad expression and said, "Kara was killed near here—look, it is At that street corner, the isolation belt is still being pulled..."

Su Fu glanced out of the car window.

Finally, they stopped in front of a white building, and Louis said with some frustration: "This is the police station, and I don't know if these guys will let us see Adele..."

Of course, the result is certain, because Sherlock took Inspector Lestrade's gun and entered the police station very easily, and met Adele.

She looked paler and smaller than in the photo, with red hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and dark brown eyes that seemed to be walking on eggshells.

When Louis saw that she had red eye circles at first glance, Su Fu patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Adele eagerly sat on the chair behind the railing, she forced a smile at her brother and Sherlock, and whispered, "Hi, Louis, hi—Sherlock..."

Su Fu felt that she seemed a little afraid of Sherlock.

And Sherlock stood propped up on the table in front of the railing. He flipped through the case files, leaned forward slightly, stared at Adele with sharp and depressed eyes, and the first question he asked was: "How about the tulip?"

No one knew what he was asking.

Adele's expression was confused for a moment, but she couldn't hide the panic and concealment that followed.

"What are you... talking about tulips?" She looked around and said, "Where are the tulips?"

Sherlock's eyes drooped: "What's left on Kara?"

"Ah—?" Adele didn't know why, she raised her head in a daze, but she met Sherlock's clear eyes, she was startled, then quickly lowered her head, "I don't know..."

A police detective with a mustache in nearby Bicester Town reminded: "Detective, you can't ask questions that have nothing to do with the case!"

"Adele," Sherlock called out her name, "if you don't spare your life, no one can save you."

"No—I'm not," Adele murmured, her voice was very delicate, but a little hoarse due to emotion, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and gritted her teeth, "Carla is me—"

"You seem to have a cold," Sherlock interrupted her suddenly, and he turned to the mustache detective, "I think the suspect needs to see a doctor, at least before she goes to court, we should guarantee her In good health."

"Ah, yes, yes." The mustache detective nodded again and again, "What you said makes sense—"

He told the people around him to find a doctor, Sherlock straightened up and said to Su Fu, "Let's go."

Louis frowned: "That's all right?"

Sherlock strode out of the interrogation room.

After leaving the gate of the police station, he said to Louis, "You go back first, Su and I are going to walk around the town, we will be there in a while."

Louis was obviously confused, but he knew Sherlock better, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Okay... In short, Adele's matter is up to you."

Sherlock pulled out a little smile: "No problem."

As he spoke, he strode out first, Su Fu stayed for a while, and before leaving, comforted Louis and said: "Don't worry too much, if he said there is no problem, there will definitely be no problem."

"Yes——I should believe him," Louise nodded, "but she is my sister after all...Of course, Sherlock is also my good friend. He helped Christian get rid of the murderer when he was in school. Suspicion, his ability is obvious to all..."

Su Fu turned his head slightly and glanced at Sherlock who was waiting for her not far away, his eyes were a little dark.

Louis continued to chatter: "...that case was quite famous at the time, the most important thing is that Sherlock was only 17 years old at that time, Christian's family was very grateful to him-don't mention the old things, Frank, you hurry up Be busy, thank you."

"You're welcome."

……

"Where are we going?"

Su Fu's voice was a little unsteady because she walked too fast, and Sherlock was in front of her, taking big steps.

He replied: "Find tulips."

"Yes," Su Fu trotted up to be beside him, "I haven't asked you yet, what happened to Tulip?"

"What you found—" Sherlock's voice was still steady and low amidst the sound of the wind as he walked, "The soil on Adele's shoes is alkaline sandy soil, loose, with traces of fertilization, and Bicester is well-lit , the temperature is constant at [-] to [-] degrees Celsius for a long time, which is very suitable for the growth of tulips, so the soil on Adele's shoes should have been to a certain tulip field and brought back."

"Hey, those shoes are placed behind the water pipe in the corner of the bathroom. Adele obviously doesn't want others to find out, and there are a lot of scratches on the uppers, and the soil is also thick. She must have worn those shoes to flower gardens many times. The land—but the question is, what is there in the flower field that is worth her running so many times?"

Sherlock glanced at her and said calmly, "You already know."

"Ah——" Su Fu stroked her hair, "Yes, let's go on a date——Adele's dressing table has several bottles of new cosmetics, all of which have just been opened, not more than a month ago, which means that she has recently She just started to put on makeup not long ago, the locks on the drawers were newly nailed, and the diary was also newly bought. Recently, she has a little secret that she doesn't want her family to know.

And the hanging basket on the window sill of the ventilation window in the bathroom is often moved-the leaves are broken a lot, the small windows are also frequently closed, and the paint on the window rails is rubbed off a lot. It is obvious that people often come in and out here, Adai Er is so small that she must be the only one who can climb out of the small window——

A 19-year-old girl suddenly began to pay attention to her appearance, began to write a diary, and often ran out of the house-that could only be a relationship, but he was also sneaky when he was in a relationship. Accepted by her family, now it seems that it should be the latter..."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, it's late today, and I'm a bit tight in the morning and haven't finished it, so I have to post it now.

By the way, this morning I was busy replying to the postponing update notice in the comment area, and walked away with my mobile phone after breakfast. After walking for a while, I realized something was wrong. I thought my bag was left behind, so I hurried back to pick it up. My companions laughed at me for drinking fake wine this morning...

Let me make it up to everyone later, and the top ten girls who left messages will send out a wave of red envelopes, I love you all.