[Shen Xia + HP] In the name of a detective

Detective Inspector Lestrade and Forensic Doctor Anderson were having an unfriendly and even less friendly conversation, while Sherlock and Aurora were still studying various details of the case.No, more precisely, Aurora is still studying various details of the case.Sherlock, on the other hand, just stood by sarcastically.

"Why did Edwin Rodriguez murder his brother Edward?" Aurora was puzzled.

"Perhaps you should ask why Edward Rodriguez murdered his brother Edwin." Sherlock corrected.

"What?" Aurora felt that she was hallucinating.

"Have you still not understood the matter? Use your weed-covered mind to think carefully about the victim's true identity." Sherlock was a little annoyed.

Aurora sorted out all the clues again, and thought for a long time before she suddenly realized: "I understand! Why did Edwin Rodriguez insist on not allowing us to dissect the corpse, and why did the victim carry Edwin in his wallet? Wen’s business card, why Edward doesn’t covet beauty but frequently goes to bars and only touches women. It turns out that we misjudged the identity of the victim from the very beginning!”

"It's you, without me." Sherlock lightly draws the line between "low IQ goldfish".

"Yeah, you already knew it when you said to the inspector 'maybe you don't need to follow his orders anymore'." Aurora's emotions were very complicated at this time, and she admired Sherlock's sharpness. He has excellent observation skills and accurate judgment, but he can't restrain the urge to beat him up.

"Maybe you'll ask me why I didn't tell you earlier..." Sherlock was about to start his tirade again.

"Because telling me is no more effective than telling Mr. Skeleton, right." Aurora interrupted him angrily.

"Although you barely lowered the average IQ of the entire London, your association skills are so poor that you will be helpless when you encounter complicated and difficult cases. I won't tell you, I just want you to discover those hidden details, Connect them together and find out the truth." Sherlock continued to explain regardless of whether Aurora could hear it or not.

"In that case, I should still thank you." Aurora raised her eyebrows in surprise and teased.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to help you, I just want to find an opponent who won't be easily defeated by me. And now you are not qualified to be my opponent." Sherlock put his elbow on the table, His chin rested lightly on his crossed hands, emphatically emphasizing his intentions.

Aurora is silent, admitting that she has the virtue of being helpful, is it really that difficult?

"So, are you willing to tell your future opponent what you think about this case?" Sherlock ignored Aurora's silence and went straight to the point.

"It's my pleasure." Aurora replied with a good-natured smile.

"All of this is a conspiracy designed by Edward Rodriguez to replace his brother as an important government official. Two months ago, Edward exposed the scandal about his brother on the website, and Edwin's protection level followed. At the same time, he started frequenting the Dust Bar, because he knew that the general manager there was eager to kill Edwin Rodriguez, which provided a large degree of support for his plan of "borrowing a knife". convenience.

It didn't take long before General Manager Demi Ocampo gathered the two new recruits and began plotting the murder.He 'unintentionally' revealed his true identity during a conversation with Edith Harrison, so Demi Ocampo and others decided to target Edward Rodriguez for revenge.

At this moment, Edwin's car under heavy protection was attacked and almost died.Edward took the opportunity to offer to let the two brothers exchange identities in order to protect his elder brother.In order to protect his life, Edwin naturally agreed.And Edward will definitely tell him to continue to do what he usually does, such as patronizing the Chenqi Bar, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Since then, Edward Rodriguez has turned into an important government official, but Edwin is about to become a scapegoat.Edward learned about the action time planned by Demi Ocampo and others on the Internet, and also knew that his brother suffered from severe gastric ulcer, so he did not hesitate to give up the meeting that morning and went to the bar to set a trap to help the five of them.And they did not disappoint everything Edward had arranged.

After Edwin died, no one in this world would ever know his true identity. When Aurora said this, she seemed a little embarrassed, "The people involved in this case are very important, and Scotland Yard may not be able to do anything about it." "

"This case ends here, and the rest will be handed over to that fat man with a worrying hairline." Sherlock blinked mysteriously.

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Mycroft Holmes raised the black umbrella he held tightly in his hand, pushed open the door of Edward Rodriguez's office, and walked straight in.

"Mr. Holmes is a rare visitor. I don't know what is the purpose of coming here?" Edward Rodriguez looked at the visitor vigilantly, speaking in a tactful official tone.

"Dare to be absent from such an important meeting. Mr. Rodriguez is indeed a man who has returned from the battlefield. He is not afraid of anything." Mycroft put on a gesture of accusation.

"I went out to deal with some private matters that day, and I have already reported the situation to my superiors." Edward Rodriguez explained.

"What's a private matter, you have to go to the bar to deal with it?" Mycroft raised the corners of his lips, leisurely playing with the black umbrella in his hand.

"What bar? I don't understand what you're talking about. Could you please explain in detail." Edward Rodriguez suddenly widened his eyes, and then returned to his original state, pretending to be listening attentively.

Mycroft stood up suddenly, pulled out an SP2022 pistol from the black umbrella, pointed at Edward on the opposite side, and asked loudly, "Do you understand now?"

Edward Rodriguez snatched the gun from his hand with quick eyesight, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Mycroft's forehead just below the worrying hairline.

"Mr. Rodriguez has experienced fighting on the battlefield, but he can't even feel whether there are bullets in his pistol. This is really strange." Although Mycroft was "in a dangerous situation", he did not No panic.

"I haven't practiced for many years, I don't want to be rusty." Edward Rodriguez was taken aback, laughed, and defended himself.

"So unfamiliar that you even forgot to turn on the safety catch before shooting?" Mycroft remained indifferent.

"What are you trying to say?" Edward Rodriguez began to lose his composure.

"The murderer of Edwin Rodriguez is none other than you—Edward Rodriguez!" Mycroft's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"Mr. Holmes, don't talk nonsense. You need evidence to accuse me of murder." Edward Rodriguez's breathing became obviously heavy.

"How do you know I have no proof?" Mycroft asked.

"Then tell me, where is the evidence?" Edward Rodriguez firmly believed that he did not leave any evidence against him, and slowly put down his pistol.

"When you ask me 'where is the evidence', you admit the existence of the evidence, that is, you admit your crime." Mycroft immediately caught the opponent's loophole.

"This kind of psychological tactics is useless to me. What I want is real evidence." Edward Rodriguez said word by word.

"I just said 'Edward was the murderer of Edwin', but you accused me of slandering you." Mycroft raised his lips slightly.

"It's just that I didn't hear clearly. Could it be that you're using this to convict me?" Edward Rodriguez finally realized that he had made a fatal mistake. His heart sank, but he still pretended to be relaxed.

"That's all. The evidence of your brother's murder is everywhere if I think about it. And if I don't, the evidence is nowhere." Mycroft said loudly.

"Why should I believe you?" Edward Rodriguez seemed a little moved.

"Because you have no choice," Mycroft replied.

Edward Rodriguez pondered for a long time before asking: "What... do you have? Don't beat around the bush, just ask."

"Nothing. The recording just now will be used as evidence in court to prove your crime of murder. You overestimate my power too much. You make my brother so powerful that even I can't cover the sky with one hand. It seems that your mastermind Mistake, you do have an extraordinary criminal mind, but you are not suitable to be a politician." Mycroft finally won the game.

"Mr. Holmes was joking. I did it alone. How could there be any mastermind behind it?" Edward Rodriguez had no choice but to plead guilty.

"May I ask, how did you know the inside story of the Falklands War, how did you find out about the action plan of Demi Ocampo and others from the Internet, and how did you organize the assassination a month ago? After all, you You are just a puppet. I take back what I just said, not only do you lack political acumen, but you did not even plan this crime yourself." Mycroft looked down at Edward Rodriguez with pity. As if he was just a low-IQ goldfish with a seven-second memory.

"What do you want?" Edward Rodriguez became more and more irritable.

"I want a name." Mycroft was unimpressed.

"I admit the crimes I have committed, you can no longer threaten me." Edward Rodriguez's face became distorted.

"MI120 has [-] eight kinds of torture, which can make your life worse than death." Mycroft kept the right smile on his face, which was creepy.

"JM, that's what I called him. Now you're satisfied!" Edward Rodriguez said through gritted teeth.

The author has something to say:

In short, the heroine is a person with identity and secrets, and the mysteries about her will be gradually solved with each case.Edward's IQ is not very high, but he was only an executor, not a planner.As for JM, can you guess who it is?

The name Dust Bar comes from my little sister, Chen Qi, who has been reading my articles all the time, but she has been ignoring me recently, she must not love me anymore.There is also "a solitude engraved behind a genius", which comes from the sentence "a solitude is engraved behind a glory" left by someone in H. I thought it was very literary and used it.

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