[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

"Professor, in fact, I also have something to ask you..."

Her tone was a little hesitant, but when it fell into the ears of Professor Fendi, Professor Fendi knew it by heart.He raised his chin slightly, motioning for Weiwei to speak.

Weiwei's original idea was that Professor Fendi would answer "Why should I answer you?" with a noble and cold face, instead of agreeing without any waves like this now.After all, Professor Fendi, whom she portrayed in her heart, always maintains a high degree of indifference to irrelevant people and irrelevant questions.

Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly seized the opportunity and said: "Professor, you are not an ordinary professor, are you?"

"Tell me your analysis, Victoria." His tone seemed a little lazy and a little loose.

Now he didn't say that sudden little nickname again.

"The books on your shelf are changed every Monday," Weiwei swallowed slightly, knowing that her nervousness could not be hidden under his eyes, so she didn't try to hide it, "Actually, I hardly I've seen you... read books. I just occasionally pick up the next one and flip through it quickly."

"If you haven't read it, there is no need to replace it." Weiwei's thoughts became smoother, and she even looked straight at Professor Fendi without hesitation, "Since the time is short, and the books are indeed replaced every week, I can only boldly guess that you have indeed read it all, and it is... in the form of flipping through."

She remembered what she said earlier when she read "The Cases of Sherlock Holmes".

"Eliminate all impossibilities, and the rest must be facts."

She paused, and she noticed that his expression seemed to be stretched, but it was extremely subtle, maybe he was pleased by what she said, but this facial expression was more inclined to implicitly express approval.

Weiwei said that she also agrees, after all, what the great detective Sherlock Holmes said.

"If you can read it in the form of flipping through it," Weiwei's expression showed some confusion, "I'm sure you are not someone who can keep your questions in your heart and not seek answers, so these books must be read by you. can be understood.”

"I know some people with high IQs," she paused, "I mean, they can read very fast and memorize everything. But most of these people are...not like you."

When it came to the category of psychology, Weiwei's speech speed accelerated again: "Most people who can reach this part will have certain obstacles in social interaction—"

"You learned this assertion from the book I lent you." Professor Fendi sat back on the sofa. He almost knew the next sentence. Victoria would definitely praise him as a genius. He interrupted her. know the analysis.

"Yes, so you are a genius."

See, that's it, Professor Fendi put the book aside, fingers pressed together.

Weiwei: Inexplicably, I feel like a professor?

Weiwei felt as if she had gotten something.Uncertainly continued: "The reading speed is extremely fast...my estimate...may reach 1 words in a minute...Given the speed at which you watched "Da Vinci" last time."

"Judging from the categories of books on the bookshelf, um, and the materials you asked me to collect, chemistry and biology account for a large part, followed by physics. You don't seem to be interested in the humanities. The psychology books are replaced. It's also slow... and it's all very basic..."

Vivi stopped suddenly.

Except for a few textbooks that have not been replaced and some related auxiliary materials, the contents of most of the books on Professor Fendi's bookshelf can even be described as profound, but in contrast, the basics of psychology are outrageous?

If you really look at it according to your guess, only you can read the psychology books on Professor Fendi's bookshelf?

She suddenly didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Actually, those psychology books are really for you to read." Professor Fendi saw Weiwei's thoughts at a glance, and affirmed indifferently, "It's just some enlightenment books."

Since the psychology book can keep this helper who can handle some small things-actually because the teaching secretary has been replaced by Mike, and he is not very happy to use his brother's person-he doesn't mind when the book is changed Just ask to prepare two to three books on basic psychology, or other basic subjects, the old butler will know the scale very well.

Even though he guessed this way, after getting the answer, Weiwei was still a little stunned, and even felt slightly embarrassed.She wanted to speak and found that her voice seemed to have changed.

"Hmm...thank you, Professor," she pursed her lips, "um..."

She changed the subject again.

"Anyway... let's combine these." She shifted her gaze slightly, "Apart from teaching, what else do you do?"

"You have already reasoned, do you need me to give it when you get to the answer?"

He didn't respond to thank you, but asked a faint question.

In fact, he also understood the character of Victoria Mayer-or Victoria Mayer whom he met again later.Her features are too obvious.

Possess some intelligence beyond the goldfish around him, but timid.

Afraid of doing something different from others, even if I do, I don't want others to know my abnormality, so I like to be alone, although I will appear very cheerful in the crowd.

The results obtained by her extra use of a little brain cells will be obliterated by cowardice.

Because right or wrong, she dared not draw conclusions.She is afraid of making mistakes.

Viviton paused and sped up his speech again: "Well, apart from reading, Professor, you don't seem to have much contact with outsiders. Of course, I don't know what happens on weekends... and last time I saw you behind you at Scotland Yard. Follow the agent... well, it doesn't look like pure scientific research..."

Her logic was messed up all of a sudden, and she just said a few points scatteredly.

"Conclusions," he interrupted, "you have conclusions, Victoria."

Weiwei pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly, and looked at the toe of the professor's shoes.

"I don't know, Professor."

"You have a conclusion."

Professor Fendi repeated again.

Professor Fendi is losing his patience.

After realizing this, Weiwei said without confidence: "I don't know... I just guessed, maybe it's a detective... Actually, I'm more inclined to be a consultant..."

Guess the detective is because Professor Fendi is too similar to Mr. Holmes in the Sherlock Holmes episodes she read before... Although the Professor Holmes in the book is more gentlemanly, and he will not be like a professor... um, addicted to mobile phones?But in terms of knowledge, it is very similar, and Mr. Holmes can fight in the description of the original book, and Professor Fendi looks very athletic.Although Professor Fendi has been wearing a shirt for a long time, the outline of the muscles is also very clear...

"I'm talking about the kind of consultants who provide professional knowledge to the police." Weiwei quickly added, and glanced at the professor's expression carefully and quickly, but it is obvious that Professor Fendi seems to be used to not having what expression.

Professor Fendi's movements and expressions didn't seem to change.Or maybe Weiwei has missed that expression when she re-observed after doing a good job of psychological construction.

"If you don't say it and don't do it, you will never know if you are right." Professor Fendi said after nearly ten seconds, or a full ten seconds of silence. He didn't look directly at Weiwei, probably It is because if you look at her from this angle, you will form an angle of looking up.

Weiwei felt that her lips were a little dry: "So, am I right? Professor."

"You've come to a conclusion."

The speed of the professor's speech speeded up, and the meaning contained in it was quite obvious.

This conversation is over.

Weiwei wanted to ask again, but finally shut up.

So, in other words, either a detective or a consultant.

Weiwei lowered her head, suspiciously looking at the notebook, but actually she was still reviewing the conversation just now in her mind.

After a while, Professor Fendi broke the quiet atmosphere in the office.

"Obviously you're not interested in reading, Victoria," Professor Fendi's tone rose a bit, "So that's all for today. Remember to check the internal structure of the bomb/bomb when you go back."

"I know that the only associations in your mind about the bomb/bomb are cutting the red line or the blue line."

Weiwei glanced at Professor Fendi, and Professor Fendi's face looked pale under the incandescent light.Weiwei didn't make any rebuttals, but quietly put away the book and put it in her bag.

"Then I'm leaving the professor."

She turned to say goodbye before opening the door, but got no response, so she opened the door and left.

As soon as the door closed, Sherlock jumped up from the sofa.

He just got a text message and the second blast/explosion happened.Thank goodness Lestrade didn't refuse to tell him the news because of the "suspect" of the stupid clerk... In fact, Lestrade was nearby to give the news when it just happened.

Victoria Mayer was a guinea pig to pass the time, but at the moment the case appealed to him even more.

A well-designed crime/crime has traces to follow, whether it is from the scene situation or the criminal method, the more elaborate it is, the more and more obvious the characteristics of the criminal will be displayed.

On the contrary, this kind of sudden murder on the street, from the modus operandi to the location, is unremarkable-instead, it takes some careful thinking.

Hidden away in the city.

Sherlock had a lot going on in his head just before he walked out the door.He didn't deliberately slow down his pace.Actually he could be Professor Fendi when he wished, but now he is Sherlock.

Professor Fendi is a good professor who should be equal to every student and spend his time on teaching, but Sherlock only needs to be obsessed with the case.

the difference?The difference is just that...

What does he want to look like.