[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

One minute later, Fulla hugged Grace, who was stunned, and Sherlock and Irene were stunned.

"So what should we do now." Fulla placed Grace on the sofa and turned to look at Sherlock.

After Sherlock experienced the shock of seeing the dead body and the speechless emotional experience of Grace fainting, now he looks excited: "Ha! I can't imagine that there will be murders in this kind of place!" He took a long leg , walked towards the corpse: "Fula! The magnifying glass!"

Fulla walked up to him, took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and handed it over, then squatted beside the corpse with him: "Shouldn't we call the police?"

"Let me take a look first!" Sherlock was quite high-spirited, he held a magnifying glass to observe various parts of the corpse, and Fulla followed suit in a dignified manner.

Irene stood in the distance holding her nose. This corpse had been kept in the closed dark room for an unknown amount of time. The stench of the corpse was unbearable. However, these two people seemed to have lost their sense of smell, so they didn't care about getting up close. observe.She moved to the ventilated place at the door: "Sherlock, let the staff here and the police handle it."

"Quiet!" Sherlock said, after a while he seemed to remember something, turned his head and said: "Go and lock the door, don't let anyone else come in!"

It stinks even more when the door is locked!Irene was about to collapse, she made a decision, and said, "I'll go and guard the door for you." She didn't wait for Sherlock's response, and took a sympathetic look at Grace, who not only fainted but also endured the stench , exit the door.

Sherlock studied the body around, stood up and opened the door of the dark cabinet. This dark cabinet only had a space of less than three square meters. The light bulb inside was deliberately made to look broken. There was the sound of electric current, there was a skeleton doll in the corner, there was also a treasure chest, and there was a smear of dried blood on one wall.He observed the blood spot and height, squatted down and checked the traces in the closet, then backed out, looked at Fulla who was looking up at him and said, "Tell me, what did you see?"

What?Fulla raised her head in a daze. Sherlock's way of solving the case has changed?Ask yourself why?

"Tell me, what do you see from this corpse?" Sherlock looked down at Fulla: "At any rate, I have learned medical knowledge for a while, and I can't see nothing but dead people." Come out!"

Fulla let out an "uh" and looked down at the corpse: "The deceased was male, and the time of death should be between 20 and 30 days old. The cause of death was a severe impact on his forehead. His height should be around 173, and his age should be between 25- Between 28 years old." She raised her head and looked at Sherlock eagerly.

"There is more." Sherlock found a chair and sat down: "Tell me everything you found."

Fulla pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to look at the corpse: "He was wearing overalls, and he should have been a staff member here before he was alive. Uh, his right hand was slightly closed to the palm of his hand, probably because he was still firmly grasping it when he died. what?"

"Very well, continue."

Fulla stood up and poked her head into the dark room: "Ah! Bloodstains! The deceased was pushed against the wall and killed here!"

Sherlock walked into the dark room and pulled Fulla over: "The deceased is 174, your height is 168, plus your 5cm shoes, you are roughly the same. Suppose I hold you from behind and hit you against the wall. He grabbed Fulla's collar with one hand and Fulla's hair with the other, and put her head next to the pool of blood: "My height is 184. According to the normal angle and strength, let's compare you with the blood-stained one." Height, what did you find?"

Fulla tilted her head and compared: "So the murderer should be a few centimeters shorter than you! He should be around 178!"

"That's right!" Sherlock continued to press Fulla: "Next, you pretend to have a weapon in your right hand and try to attack me with a backhand."

Fulla fluttered a few times ("Be gentle!" Sherlock growled in a low voice), because of the angle, no matter how hard she tried, she could only hit Sherlock's right arm holding her hair: "The murderer must grab the dead with one hand." , hit him against the wall with one hand, so there must be no way to block the attack of the dead, there are bloodstains on the floor and in the closet, which are left after he was injured."

Fulla broke away from Sherlock: "So, the murderer is a man with a height of 178 and a right arm injury?"

"It's the maintenance person in charge of this area." Sherlock said, "And he's also an electrician."

"Electrician?" Fulla asked with a puzzled face.

Sherlock looked at Fulla and shook his head: "I've reminded you so much, yet you still only repeat the last few words of an adult's sentence like a baby."

Fulla was not convinced: "Didn't you just remind me of his height and wounds?"

"That's what I told you directly!" Sherlock held his forehead: "Fula, are you really not going to use your head! Do you think you will only make coffee for me when you return to London? Are you going to Do you want to lower the IQ of the whole of Britain with Anderson!"

"Okay, okay! Then I'll say it casually!" Fulla curled her lips: "The time of death of the deceased was between 20-30 days. During this time, the entire haunted house has been completed and is waiting for development, so the staff will carry out the final Stage maintenance work. The biggest attraction of this secret room is to unlock the code to open the secret room, so the password lock and the weird atmosphere in the secret room are the most important. The murderer chose to kill in this secret room. The second is because this is where they must go to check the circuit."

"Very well!" Sherlock nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that you are better than Anderson."

Fulla was overjoyed: "No, no, hehe, actually, I guessed all of these after you said you were an electrician!"

Sherlock choked for a moment: "Haven't you ever doubted that what I said was wrong?"

"How is it possible!" Fulla said with a matter of course, "Your reasoning cannot be wrong! If there is a problem, it is also a problem with the murderer's method!"

And flatter yourself anytime, anywhere!Sherlock ignored her, but he added points to Fulla's brainless bragging in his heart. At any rate, he changed the wording this time, it didn't sound so perfunctory, didn't it? "The deceased's skin was very dark, which can only be caused by working outdoors for a long time in this season; there is a layer of calluses on one side of his waist, indicating that he has been carrying a tool bag weighing more than 3kg for a long time; the soles of his shoes are sticky. There are moss and mud, and the entire haunted house can only have these things in the "Water Monster" theme on the negative floor, and that theme also uses lights to create images of monsters under the water, so the dead have been there before coming here; The important thing is that the material used for the soles of his shoes is a kind of insulating material, which is generally used to make work shoes for electric workers. Now tell me, after knowing these conditions, how to screen out who the murderer is?"

Fulla tapped her chin with her middle finger: "A person died but no one found it, so the deceased must not be a regular employee of this park. Considering that this murder was purposeful and planned, the murderer It must be related to the deceased, so just check which external electricians were hired here a month ago, and you can find the murderer!"

Sherlock took out his phone and looked at the time: "Ten and seven minutes, such a simple case, it took you ten and seven minutes to come to a conclusion after you had my reminder."

Fulla was quite happy: "It's only been 7 minutes! It will take a month to solve the case at the police station!"

This is true.Sherlock thought about those guys in Scotland Yard. Compared to the group of goldfish who not only couldn't solve the case by themselves but also doubted every word they said, a guy like Fulla who has a bad brain but is self-aware and obedient is better to get along with .

"Let's go! Call the staff and say we found a dead body here." Sherlock left Fulla and walked out the door.

Fulla hurriedly followed, passed the sofa and saw Grace who was still unconscious: "Aren't we waiting here?"

"If you want to wait, just wait! I'm going back!" Sherlock walked towards Irene without looking back: "Let's go!"

Irene saw Sherlock coming out, and quickly went up to him: "Solved?"

Sherlock nodded and walked to Irene: "Go out."

As Sherlock approached, Irene suddenly smelled the smell that she had avoided before.The smile on her face froze for a moment, and she held her breath calmly: "I'm afraid it's not good to let the two girls stay here alone, not to mention that Miss Hammer is unconscious, why don't I take Miss Hammer first?" Take it out and send it home, you and Miss Fan Lun wait here for a while."

"Eh? Really!" Fulla was hesitating whether to take Grace out, or she might collapse again when she opened her eyes and found that she was still in the room with the corpse: "Thank you so much! Miss Pulver, Grace will be handed over to you!" As she spoke, she was about to hug Grace to Irene.

"Don't touch her!" Irene shouted suddenly: "Uh, I mean, I'll just hug her." Fulla's hand was still outstretched, but Irene squeezed her away: "You two are here Wait (smelly) for a while, I will send Miss Hammer out first."

Irene hugged Grace and hurried away. Fulla walked up to Sherlock and teased, "Why is this Miss Pulver willing to leave you this time?"

Sherlock refused to answer, saying that it was true love for himself, didn't it just smell a little bad!I didn't expect "thewoman" to be such a superficial woman!

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Sherlock and Fulla were released by the police who were interrogating and taking notes. As soon as they returned to the hotel, the two collapsed on the sofa, neither of them wanting to move.

"I'm going to order some late-night snacks, do you want to eat?" Fulla asked as she collapsed on the sofa.

Sherlock's eyes were closed, those stupid policemen were worse than Scotland Yard, asking those stupid questions over and over again, and insisted on answering them in detail!He gave a low "hmm" and fell silent.

Fulla struggled to get up, reached for the room phone, and ordered some food: "I'd better go take a shower first! Go to bed after eating! Remember to open the door for the waiter later!"

She floated back to the room, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom, and suddenly found two more bottles on the sink.What's this?She poured out some liquid, it seems to be skin care products?

"Sir!" Fulla called from the bathroom, "Have you ever been in my room?"

No one paid any attention to her, Fulla simply took the two bottles and went out, shaking them in front of Sherlock: "Did you put these in?"

Sherlock closed his eyes and said, "I did it two days ago, you can try it."

Fulla was so excited that she stuttered: "You...what are you talking about! This...you made it for me yourself?"

Sherlock nodded.

Fulla was very happy: "You even took the time to make this for me! I really..." She hugged the bottle and spun around, Sherlock opened his eyelids, saw her so stupid, and slightly raised his eyebrows. Mouth.

"I'll use it tonight! The things you made are definitely better than the ones I bought!" Fulla ran back to the room, slammed the door shut, and after taking a quick shower, began to carefully wipe the things she bought on her face Those branded goods.What a joke, Sherlock is a detective, no matter how good his chemistry is, the skin care products he makes do not have safety certificates, what if he uses them and disfigures his face.She opened the Sherlock lotion and smelled it. The scent was quite pleasant. She rubbed some on her hands to cover up the smell of other skin care products, and walked out of the room.

After eating supper, Fulla fell asleep. She slept very deeply and had a long dream. In the dream, she was walking alone in the haunted house she visited during the day, holding a knife, and carefully going to the haunted house. Walking forward, suddenly a group of zombies surged from all directions, walking towards her waddlingly with outstretched hands, she killed one of them with a knife, and soon came to the secret room of the villa in the forest, ready to hide in the dark cabinet and wait for the zombies to sway Go out and come out again.Unexpectedly, as soon as he hid in, a zombie that looked like Sherlock sprang out from behind, grabbed himself and slammed it against the wall.

She struggled hard and woke up from the bed, holding the quilt and panting.Have you already been destroyed like this!Are you going to be abused in your dreams?

Fulla went to visit Grace the next day. The girl was terrified. After waking up, she ordered the servants to remove all the wardrobes in her room. It is not allowed to turn it off, and even sleep at night with the light on, and someone to accompany it.Fulla coaxed her for a long time before she was able to figure it out a little bit.

Police did not apprehend the suspect in the case until Tuesday.After Sherlock saw the news, he said disdainfully: "I reminded you so clearly, these policemen have been doing it for so long!"

Fulla nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm going to see Grace tomorrow night."

"Didn't she get sick from fright?" Sherlock asked. "And we're going to see Clifford tomorrow."

"After seeing Clifford! Anyway, our appointment was at night!" Furla replied, "Grace was too frightened, and he's going back to his hometown to recuperate. I'm afraid he'll have to leave here for a while."

"So tomorrow night is a farewell party, right?" Sherlock shrugged, "No, I'll be back after seeing Clifford tomorrow, we need to do some preparations!"

Fulla froze for a while, but Sherlock was unmoved: "Don't forget the purpose of our operation! Which one is more important than your good friend you have only known for half a month!"

snort!The guy who only knows the task is impersonal.She followed Sherlock to the Cliffords' house again the next day, whimpering.

"Welcome!" Irene's hair was a little wet, her face was flushed, and she looked like she had just come out of the bath. When she saw Fulla, she reached out and hugged her affectionately: "It's still in the study, dear."

Fulla was hugged suddenly, she was a little dazed, she said dryly, and followed Irene to the study room, wondering what was wrong with the feeling of being hugged just now while walking?

Walking to the door of the study, Irene turned her head and glanced at her with a smile.Yes!Know what's wrong!Fulla clenched her fists violently, it was the smell!The fragrance of this Irene is the same as the fragrance of the skin care products that Sherlock gave her!

The author has something to say:

Fulla (angry): You agreed to make it just for me!snort!I hope Irene will lose face after using Sanwu products!

Irene (smiling): Actually, I didn't dare to use it. I just thought you were coming, so I painted it on my hands to annoy you.

Juanjuan (indifferent): You are the ones who want it, and you are the ones who don’t. Women are really troublesome!

Fulla & Erin: Shut up!Scumbag!

The author has been busy with work recently!The daily update time is relatively small, and I can only squeeze out one or two thousand words a day, which is too little, so I decided to save a chapter in two days and post it (top the pot and run away)...