[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

When the cabinet was opened, a black commuter bag fell out. It was obvious that this bag was stuffed in last, and everything inside seemed to have been turned over.

Weiwei took the bag and looked at it for a long time, but she didn't see anything fancy - she meant that she couldn't tell what brand it was, but it seemed to be of the same brand as one of her bags, and she seemed to have seen this symbol before.Weiwei took a look at the contents of the bag. There was a short wallet in the bag, but nothing else was put in it.

"Strange, obviously you are an office worker, didn't you take your wallet with you when you went to work?"

Pasteur took the wallet away from Vivi and looked through it.

"It's completely empty inside? That's weird."

He was muttering, kind of cute.Weiwei reached out and took the wallet. After searching all the compartments, there was nothing there.Weiwei raised his eyebrows and handed the wallet back, and continued to look through the interlayer of the commuter bag, but there was nothing inside.

and many more.

When Weiwei was about to open the inner bag of the commuter bag, she found a short white cotton fiber.

"Tell me, could it be murder for money?" Weiwei stared blankly at the little fiber, "I don't think this white cotton fiber fell from the owner of this bag." .”

The cotton fiber is stuck in the zipper. Weiwei's first reaction is that it is the source of the short fiber. Obviously, if it is cotton fiber on the clothes, it is difficult to get caught in the middle of the zipper no matter how you do it. Of course, it is also possible. It was because the zipper was not pulled properly before and I didn't pay attention to hang it up.

But Weiwei had an intuition that this was probably left by the suspect.

"I think it's time for you to tell the inspector." Weiwei pursed her lips, "Although it may be wrong, one possibility should always be verified."

Pasteur picked up the bag and said strangely: "Where is the cotton fiber? Why can't I see anything? Your eyesight is so good."

Sherlock Holmes took advantage of the element of curiosity in the character setting to get close and careful observation, and secretly analyzed it in his heart-it has to be said that Vicky's observation skills have improved, and if nothing else, this may indeed be a suspect What is left, if it is to be hung up, it is estimated that it can only be white gloves, and for Lenovo, it is probably the upstairs decoration team.The police should immediately do some evidence collection to find footprints.Presumably this case will then turn into simple exclusion.

So boring.

"If it's murder for money, then what's the matter with that hole..." Weiwei squatted for a long time, took a look at Pasteur's serious staring at the bag, and when he stood up, his legs went limp and almost fell .

Pasteur's movements were much faster than expected, he quickly grabbed Vivi's arm, and clamped her forearm vigorously.

Weiwei's eyes darkened for a moment before he managed to stand still.

"Thank you. I just shook it." Weiwei withdrew her hand a little embarrassedly.

"You are really reckless." Pasteur was probably a little embarrassed because of such a solemn thank you, and his face was even slightly red, "Be careful, I will take this bag to Vincent and ask them Forensic Division."

"Well, then I'll look at other things first." Weiwei smiled.

Then the cute detective brother thought for a while, and said seriously: "Then I'll watch you first, I'm afraid the detective will say me."

"By the way, what do you think Kong is?"

"There is a bullet hole in the window of the living room." Weiwei was a little surprised, "Didn't we see it together just now?"

He just didn't look carefully, especially after Jackson passed by.After all Jackson was there and his pompous thinking voice was enough to get in the way.

"No... I didn't realize it all at once, is it really a bullet hole?"

Pasteur was a little confused, and wanted to touch the back of his neck, but suddenly remembered that he was wearing gloves and shrank back, looking obedient.

Weiwei hesitated for a while, but still didn't express his guess.

"I do not know either."

Pasteur walked to the side of the wardrobe in the bedroom, still holding the commuter bag in his hand, looking a little funny.

Weiwei looked at the back of his head, there seemed to be a small red spot exposed under the short cut of his head.

Is it a red mole... Weiwei couldn't hold back and moved a little closer, causing her breath to fall onto Pasteur's neck.

It was warm and itchy.He felt a little uncomfortable.

Too reserved.

While Sherlock was about to react with a Pasteurian character—

"k?" Weiwei asked uncertainly.

How did she find out?

Before Sherlock had time to think about this question, he reacted immediately and asked subconsciously in doubt: "Sherlock? Is the brand of the clothes? It sounds very old..."

exm? ? ?

Weiwei's beautiful blue eyes narrowed slightly: "Mr. Driver just came to lend you a police uniform, professor? So you don't want to see me and secretly..."

Isn't it rare that IQ and observation are on the line? As for being so surprised?It's really not easy to see the flaws under his disguise, but if she raises her voice again, she will...

She subconsciously wanted to raise her voice, and the next second she didn't know what to do when she was pinned down by a hand wearing a plastic glove.

AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinVivi's head low down, but the hand was still pressing so hard ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahwa like doge. She grabbed Sherlock's wrist and tried to tear off the claw, then Sherlock's expression, which Vivi couldn't see, became arrogant and ghostly.

About to bring in the jackson idiot.

Pasteur—should be called Sherlock at this moment. Sherlock saw Detective Jackson who was just walking in from the other side, and put his hand on Vivi's head to force her to turn: "Detective, Miss Mayer opened the door." I opened the closet and I was about to..."

Thinking that Vicky already knew that he was Sherlock, Sherlock's self-cultivation as an actor forced him to continue such a shameful performance, as innocent as a deer (???)

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air(?)

Detective Inspector Jackson seemed to sense it, and he was a little impatient: "So are you messing around with the evidence again? I thought I said you can't touch it randomly, as long as the forensics department doesn't move."

"I think I should ask you out, Miss Mayer."

Bambi Pasteur—no, Sherlock took his hand back in a daze, and obediently put his back behind his back to show his innocence.On the contrary, Weiwei took off his gloves and touched his hair, glared at him with anger in his eyes, then turned to look at the inspector.

This time Weiwei was very straightforward.

"Okay, I think the professor will lead me in next time I come," Weiwei said hardened, "although you are in charge of this scene at the moment."

"I'm leaving now."

After finishing speaking, Weiwei subconsciously wanted to roll her eyes and stick out her tongue, but she held back, who called her a new socialist youth.

Although Pasteur did not admit it, she had confirmed that it was Sherlock Holmes.The Sherlock Fore beautician in the original book is a master of disguise——Weiwei doesn’t know if this is the case in the plane he is in, but it seems that it may be—although Pasteur’s height is higher than The professor is a little shorter and I don't know how to do it, but the pair of gray eyes that may be a coincidence happened to meet the little red mole, and Weiwei felt that he was close to the truth.

Weiwei smiled slightly, looking very polite.

"Then Mr. Pasteur, I leave the discovery just now to you."

Her eyes are very vivid, like...

like a cat.

"Excuse me, Mr Inspector."

Jackson, who was stabbed by Weiwei like that, was a little unhappy, especially when he wanted to ridicule but was interrupted by the other party's flattering reaction, it was like a slap in the face, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable .

But he didn't bother to bother, he snorted to let Weiwei go away by himself, and said to Pasteur in a rather mocking tone: "So, what new continent did you discover?"

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After Weiwei left the scene, he hailed a taxi and went back to school.

Damn, I'm so mentally retarded.

She didn't even want to think about the case, she was only thinking about her professor Sherlock Holmes.

So the current situation is that she waited all morning, but Sherlock Holmes was at home and didn't want to open the door for her, and sent her to go after the case happened.After going there, Sherlock Holmes disguised himself as a little detective and spoke in her ear in surprise?

exm? ? ?Who can tell her what is the progress of this plot?

She knew she should consider all possibilities, but what she thought of was the most direct one.

Perhaps Sherlock Holmes has finally lost interest in educating a goldfish.

Maybe it should be, but she is really lost.

I was sulking all the way in the car, and felt very dizzy due to motion sickness. After paying the money and getting out of the car, the cold wind blew and she almost lost her footing.

Damn so angry.

She murmured in her heart.

Garbage Sherlock Holmes, someone is always messing with you.hum.

She felt very angry, but she still had to learn what should be learned. Weiwei went back to the dormitory to "study" Chinese for a while, and looked at the familiar words to calm down before making a decision.

But I am a little unhappy, I still have to express this attitude.

Weiwei is not some kind of doormat. If she is upset, she must say it. If she doesn't say it normally, she just doesn't care. Now that she is unhappy, of course she has to say it.

As for the case, Weiwei thought very openly. Even if he was at the scene, Inspector Jackson might not give him information. If he wanted to know the case, he would definitely have to go through the professor.So it’s okay to leave early. After she “learns” Chinese for a while, she can slowly clear her mind.

Unbeknownst to Vivi, Pasteur—well, Sherlock Holmes is troubling at this moment.

This kind of small case doesn't need him to spend too much time, as long as the forensic results come out, he doesn't have to worry about anything.There are too many evidences left in such a case, footprints, and traces that may be left by rummaging through the drawers. The range of possible suspects has been checked according to time, and finally the footprints are used to check.

If it were his students, his students would probably construct a mental profile of the suspect, albeit less accurately.She would have figured out that the suspect might be a habitual offender who closed the drawer after he had finished digging through it, and had deliberately worn gloves before he came.

And Sherlock will correct her: this is not a deliberate murder, but a temporary intention.

It wasn't the case that bothered him, but Victoria Mayer.

He didn't want to understand where the flaws he exposed were.He really didn’t over-disguise this time, because the time was short, he didn’t change his height, and he didn’t disguise his eyes and hands—he didn’t bother to wear colored contact lenses, and his hands had rubber gloves when he entered the scene anyway. It doesn't matter.

So how did she recognize it?

Sherlock rubbed his chin, she was so close to him, was it because of something on the back of his neck?No, no, is it possible to still remember the shape of the neck?

"Pasteur, come here!" Inspector Jackson suddenly called out.

Damn Jackson.

A few words faintly crossed Sherlock's heart.

Probably the agent guessed it when he asked him to borrow the police uniform, and now Jackson seems to be very comfortable with Pasteur.

He had just carefully read the section of "cotton fiber", and his students with limited knowledge thought it was cotton fiber, and they didn't have the common sense of life-these were thread gloves, and workers used them more, which was a stark comparison. An arrow points to the construction team upstairs.If it is an old glove, it can be judged from the dust. If it is a new glove, it is another matter. The whole scene is full of dust.

The author has something to say:

If it is an old glove, it can be judged from the dust. If it is a new glove, it is another matter. The whole scene is full of clues left by the suspect.

The only thing that is a little strange is the "bullet hole". If it is a real bullet hole, it should be a 9mm caliber. You can also confirm what model it is by following the search.

The problem is that there are no bullets.Also, why is there a "bullet hole" here?

This could be given to his students as a practice assignment, in exchange for her telling herself why she recognized Pasteur as him.

——tbc

An unexpected meeting to recognize relatives (?) and Weiwei/Baiyan who was full of pettiness. At first you wanted to separate, and you separated when you separated, but now you have to use your energy to coax me back (???)

The stalk in the message area yesterday, finely divided Sherlock

Pasteur: You can't bully me just because I'm super cute.

Sherlock: I will beat you if I go back.

still have a question.

Do you think Sherlock would think so in his heart...

What about the respected professor who didn't recognize me?Spicy chicken Vicky recognized the grass?I won't make such a low-level mistake!

By the way.Is this your favorite action drama?Touch the head to kill? ? ?

Fixed a bug... I almost typed wrong quq forgive me but I really want to laugh hahahahahaha