[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

Vivi remembered the description in the original book that Mr. Sherlock Holmes had the habit of collecting specimens, but this time, Mr. Holmes in the 21st century gave her a more intuitive feeling.Both sides are full of specimens, and there is a beehive?

Finally, I have an intuitive understanding of Mr. Sherlock Holmes going to raise bees after retiring from the original novel...

Weiwei took a rough look. There was a broken skull and a sphenoid bone specimen. The brain specimen next to it was soaked in formalin and sealed, and a section of arm was fixed on a shelf. superior.

If it hadn't been for going to the specimen exhibition hall of the medical school several times with the professor, Weiwei might not be able to adapt, but now Weiwei's ability to accept is still good.It was the surprise that was hidden under the sofa just now that surprised her.

There were chemical reagents on one side of the table, and a microscope on the other half. Weiwei hurried over and helped to put the chemical reagents aside to make room for the professor to put the box.

Sherlock reluctantly gave Vivi a look of approval before putting down the box.

When the big box was opened, Weiwei stood beside the professor and watched. After opening it, he lifted off the foam board to reveal the window glass.

"Scotland Yard's forensics department is so much better than it was a few years ago," Sherlock mocked lightly, picking up the appraisal report, "but their appraisal level is obviously not high."

Weiwei quietly moved closer.

Sherlock noticed, glanced sideways but said nothing, just read quickly.

"So Scotland Yard defines this as an unsolved case?" Weiwei didn't keep up with the speed of the professor's browsing, and only caught a few key words. Fortunately, the professor read it quickly and handed it to her immediately. "I don't think so, it looks quite simple."

"Oh, you know the answer again?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows, looking at the elementary school student who was flipping through the report, "I thought you haven't even sorted out your interpersonal relationship yet."

Weiwei's face froze, she raised her head and showed a flattering smile: "Then tell me..."

"There's nothing to say," Sherlock said with such a flattering smile again, "The deceased was an ordinary office worker who had a cold and didn't go to work, and was killed by a hammer. It was the hammer of the construction team."

Then Sherlock stopped talking, and Weiwei had no choice but to ask.

"Well, have you checked the cotton fibers we found?"

"The so-called 'cotton fiber' you found is actually yarn, the thread gloves of the construction team-I have to say that your common sense is simply lacking

Poor—Using voltage technology, the forensic department found fingerprints and footprints in the room, and quickly identified the suspect. "

"Who called the police?"

"It was the victim's wife who called the police. She said that before going to work, she found that her husband had a cold and asked for leave to let him rest at home. She was a little worried at noon, and when she came back to take a look during the rest, she found her husband dead. After the police confirmed the wife's There was no inconsistency in the confession, and I asked if the door was closed before going out. My wife said it should be closed, but there was no trace of violent dismantling in the identification of the door lock, so it turned out that it was not closed.”

"What about the time of death?"

"Regarding the time of death of the deceased, the forensic report stated that it was between 11:30 am and [-]:[-] am, and the deceased had not eaten yet."

Weiwei rubbed his chin, watching the professor carefully remove the window as if he were a work of art, put it on the table, and observe carefully with a magnifying glass.

Weiwei originally wanted to go over to watch it, but finally held back _(:3ゝ∠)_

You can wait for the professor to read it.

Probably aware of Vivi's intentions, Sherlock did not wait for Vivi's next question, but said frankly: "To be honest, I think what you can see even with a microscope is glass, let alone a magnifying glass. "

Sherlock's magnifying glass moved slightly.

Heh, his student is a chemical blind who can't write the structure of cyanide.

So Weiwei humbly asked for advice: "Then what should I be able to see?"

"You should continue to consider that case," Sherlock observed slowly with a magnifying glass, "to rule out the connection of this hole."

Weiwei pursed her lips, okay, then continue to consider the case.

"Is there any dust at the scene during the forensic examination?" After Weiwei asked, she realized that she was confused. "I mean, are the string gloves used in the crime clean?"

This can be used as one of the arguments for deliberate crime.

"Clean." Sherlock knew what Vivi wanted to say with his eyes closed, "Vicky, if it were you, how would you analyze whether the hole was caused by a bullet or something else?"

"Didn't the forensics department do any research before?" Weiwei was stunned when his train of thought was suddenly interrupted, but quickly followed up, "As far as my current poor knowledge is concerned..."

First blackmail yourself to reduce the chance of being ridiculed.

"Maybe I will do a comparative experiment, just try it with a gun and other reference materials?"

"Other materials?" Sherlock asked in a calm tone, and he already had a rough result.

"Stone." Weiwei was suddenly blessed, "Wait a minute, I remembered, there was a small gray mark on the curtain at that time? It was a very small one. Now that I think about it, it might be dust. Maybe it was hit by a slingshot."

After thinking about this point, it will be much smoother later.

"Isn't there construction going on near the site? There must be a lot of stones, maybe some kids just picked them up to play with." Weiwei spoke a little more cheerfully and a little excitedly, "Isn't there no bullets at the site? If not If it was hit by a gun, then it may be a stone, and the stone may have been removed by the hostess when she was doing sanitation—wait, it may not have been cleaned by the hostess, because if there is such a thing, you will not investigate again The cause of this hole, so it may be that the male owner cleaned it up, and he didn’t even tell the hostess about the broken glass, so it didn’t happen too long ago, maybe it was the day when the crime happened..."

After Weiwei finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at the professor with a little hope. This kind of expression is probably called "seeking praise" in popular terms?

"So you still haven't said how to judge whether the trace is from a bullet/bullet or a stone-I don't mean that this case is applicable, but that it can be used in the future-vicky, you should pay attention to knowledge accumulation," Sherlock said Sweeping across Weiwei's face, "Using the existing knowledge to reach a conclusion is certainly worthy of a little praise - if you do this, you will be happy. But if you don't put a little new knowledge in your head and squeeze out the old waste Go, then I don't think studying with me will bring you any benefit."

Weiwei paused for half a second to think about the meaning of the professor's words.

Well, listening from the beginning to the end, what the professor means is that she has been able to use the existing knowledge to draw conclusions, which is an improvement.

Praise x1

If so I will be happy.

gentle x1

My mood seems to have improved.

Weiwei feels that she is very satisfied/rolls her eyes

"Okay...then the marks will be different, won't the bullet/shot be very hot?" Weiwei thought quickly today, "Will it melt a little?"

"No." Sherlock retorted mercilessly.

"Then what about the cut surface?" The small light bulb in Weiwei's mind suddenly lit up, "I mean, after all, the shape of the bullet/bullet is relatively regular, and it is shot in with a pointed end, while the stone is blunt, so the section formed must be Is it different?"

This kind of feeling that his students can keep up with the rhythm makes Teacher Sherlock feel good about himself, and it is not in vain that he has listened to the long-winded thinking process-in fact, he also experienced such a thinking process at the beginning. Yes, it's just that it was a long time ago, and his thinking is not so slow.

He revealed the answer in a relaxed tone, and handed the magnifying glass to Weiwei by the way: "The section caused by the shooting will be smooth, but here, you see, it is uneven."

While Vivi leaned over to look at it, Sherlock stepped back a little to let her see more clearly.

Weiwei observed carefully——although the small unevenness was a bit inaccurate to the naked eye, it was much more obvious under a magnifying glass. Her tone was a little excited: "Really..."

Sherlock nodded reservedly: "This is just a small knowledge, Vicky, don't be satisfied with these."

At this moment, he really looks like a teacher, he himself feels so.

Watching Vivi for a while, Sherlock turned around and sat on the table, and then he saw his student's hair twirling again, and the mentality of wanting to rub it subtly flashed through his mind again, his fingers He tapped lightly on the table without moving.

"Okay, back to the case." He said.

So Weiwei raised his head, and the hair spin finally left his sight.

"I think there is one doubt." Weiwei bit her lip, "If the victim picked up the stone and threw it away, he was killed after doing this action."

"The new gloves indicate that the crime is most likely committed on purpose. If you really want to steal something, you won't pick it up when the master is at home... No, it's not intentional. After all, it's a coincidence that the door is unlocked. Then from the suspect From a different point of view, when he saw that the door was unlocked, he decided to enter the house on a whim to steal money, but was found out by the host , killed the victim while he was feverish and weak, and then went to steal."

"From the perspective of the bedroom...he closed all the cabinets after stealing, maybe he didn't want others to find out at the first time, or maybe he did it habitually. I think it may be a repeat offender, because his goals for searching things are all It's clear..."

Weiwei had her eyes closed, and she couldn't help getting excited when she was talking, and she wanted to look up at the professor, but she found that the professor seemed to be staring at her in a daze. At that moment, all the feelings rushed up, and her voice dropped. .

She called out a little unresponsively: "Professor?"

Sherlock came back to his senses, looked at Weiwei's suspicious eyes, raised his brows slightly, and quickly got off the table and took a few steps to get behind her.

Weiwei subconsciously followed the professor's movement and turned around, so what she saw was the professor's back again.

She finally realized that she just felt a little... shy...but before she had time to blush, she diverted her attention again...