[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

The two returned to the restaurant of the West Coast Hotel, and Gaston no longer held Vivi's hand.Gaston refused the waiter to lead the way, but found a hidden seat by himself.Gaston also pulled out the chair for her.

As soon as Weiwei sat down, Gaston immediately said excitedly.

"How, how? Do you feel any different?"

Weiwei: (⊙▽⊙)

Seeing Weiwei's unresponsive expression, Gaston laughed again, showing his canine teeth: "This is where Gabriel sat before he died."

Weiwei's arc length subconsciously nodded to show that he knew it, and it took half a minute to realize it—I rub it?Gabriel?

She sat up slowly, even a little stiffly.

It's not a fear or anything, it's a natural reaction.It's just that such stiffness happened to be missed by Gaston who turned to call the waiter.

Gaston asked for two small cakes and two yogurts, but Weiwei didn't pay much attention to it, just nodded indiscriminately, and didn't pay attention to these at all.

Now, she sits where the deceased ate his last meal.

Weiwei put herself into the state.

If I were Gabriel?

Weiwei looked around.This location is fairly hidden, there is a small screen behind her, which should be able to block it, and the door of the bathroom can also be seen from this location.

I probably somehow found out that my boyfriend was visiting Brighton with a little bitch.

I chose this location because it is hidden and less likely to be found.

She went on to think about it.

Should I have arrived before they came, or after they came?

was before.I knew about this in advance, so I'm waiting here just to be sure.

When I went to the bathroom, my boyfriend was making love with that bitch, why didn't I go to the so-called rape when they were in the restaurant?

"I'm back to my senses, I'm back to my senses~" Gaston's voice brought back Vivier, who was immersed in his own small world.

Weiwei looked at Gaston in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted.

"Honey, I guess you've had enough of Gabriel's point of view... so, from the murderer's point of view?"

Sherlock had some measure of the person in front of him in his heart.

From the beginning of their conversation to now, she has not asked about the evidence in any conversations related to the case—that is to say, all her thinking has stayed on whether such behavior is reasonable, and has not derived that such behavior would be reasonable. What evidence is left behind.

interesting.

He began to re-enter the data of the person in front of him.

The hair is frizzy, but it has not been dyed, the tail is not split, the skin is in good condition, and there is no makeup.She only did basic skin care, didn't even wear lipstick, and didn't pursue cosmetics.

The clothes are simple, there are no brand-name goods, and even the bags are just decent-quality small bags bought on the side of the road.

Reminiscent of Victoria’s family environment, these should not have been bought by parents. Depending on how old the bags and shoes are, they may have been bought casually after coming to Brighton.

The overall tone is black, white and gray, so ordinary that you can't find it on the street.Maybe it's because I like it, or maybe I'm just too lazy to match it.

When it comes to cosmetics, a girl who doesn't even buy basic cosmetics probably isn't in the mood to match herself.

No necklace bracelet, just a watch, not within the range of any brand he was aware of.

The more ordinary people can see the less information.

He may have read out a student with little money, but this is too inconsistent with the previous Victoria.

There was a sense of disobedience in the whole person.

From personality to clothing, it is completely different.

If Sherlock was facing his own face now, he might frown slightly, tap his fingertips with both hands, and analyze this person more seriously.He is now paying attention not to collapse the character design of the sunny and healthy boy Gaston Mark, while his mind is spinning rapidly on the other hand.

"From the murderer?" Weiwei was stunned for a moment, "From the scene? Why did Gabriel keep his eyes open? Why was he stabbed with a knife? What kind of knife was used? Why did he use this knife? How did he enter the scene? Gabriel didn't make a sound?"

Weiwei herself didn't know it, she became excited.

Ever since she crossed over, she has always reacted slowly, spoken slowly, and always in a nonchalant manner.However, for some reason, she is completely focused now.

People with common qualities are always attracted to each other.

"That's basically it." Brother Gaston looked at Victoria with some surprise, "You think about the same as I do. In fact, in terms of the murderer's motives, there are indeed some troubles."

"I'll tell you a clue." Gaston narrowed his eyes slightly, and beckoned with his hand to let Weiwei come closer to listen.

Weiwei stood up and sat next to Gaston without any hesitation, and Gaston whispered in her ear, "Gabriel's phone is missing."

Weiwei was a little startled when he heard this news.She thought it was just a case-solving game (?) between two people, but the other party was obviously serious.She felt a tangled and complicated feeling in her heart, and she clenched her fingers tightly, then stood up and returned to her original position.

She didn't even have time to be shy about the sudden approach.

"Gaston, I still don't get it," she lowered her voice, "I know you can figure it out, I just don't understand what this has to do with me."

", I know you don't doubt me." He looked like a big golden retriever, and he seemed a little aggrieved this time.

Why did you pull her in? It's obviously irrelevant, isn't it?

From Sherlock's point of view, he is just involved in this case, and he is just waiting for the next case to arrest people. No matter what, he has to wait. It is better to do something interesting when he is idle. things.Although reasoning is only at the level of ordinary people, the sense of disobedience in her is enough for him to see her as a research object, and making her reasoning is just a way.

And from Gaston's point of view...

Without blinking his eyes, he naturally revealed the reason: "I'm going back to China after this case is over. Before that, I want to be with you."

The boy's eyes were too sincere, so sincere that Weiwei couldn't refuse.

In short, she was seduced/seduced.So she nodded.

The two continued to discuss the case in such a corner.

"Let's start from a more practical point of view. Let's think about two questions first. One is why the eyes are wide open, and the other is why the phone is taken away." Gaston raised the question.

"I think it may be a coincidence that the eyes are wide open, but it is worth thinking about taking the mobile phone. Because no money was taken, so if it is not a robbery, just taking the mobile phone means that there is any evidence in the mobile phone?"

"The evidence that can be found in the mobile phone, text messages, phone calls, call records, audio recordings, photos and videos..."

"This area is too broad to be considered comprehensively. There are too many possibilities."

Vivi shook his head.

She felt that she had no idea about this.

"Or from the other side, thinking about the murder weapon and modus operandi?"

"As for the murder weapon, the knife is a small straight knife that is used for outdoor survival. It is about ten centimeters long and can be tied to the leg or waist. It is very convenient to wear. It should not be difficult to buy if you want to buy it. .”

Yeah, what the sub-average IQ guys at Scotland Yard are doing is this kind of needle-in-a-haystack job, checking the inflow and outflow of knives.

That's what I can't figure out.

Just as Weiwei was about to speak, Gaston's cell phone rang suddenly.

Confused.

Both faces are blank.

three faces...

The three faces continued to be confused...

I'm sorry, what the hell is this?It's actually a little apple?Are you my little apple?

my mother...

Brother Gaston, is your style wrong?

Didn't expect Brother Gaston to hide such a ghostly heart under his handsome appearance?Weiwei's gaze became complicated.

Then Gaston gestured and picked up the phone.

He speaks Chinese.

Then it was embarrassing.

Weiwei assumed that Gaston had tacitly accepted that Victoria Mayer could not speak Chinese.

So he said calmly: "Why did the fat man call me again?"

Talking and smiling, very cute.

"If you can't even do this kind of thing, you're still fat."

The tone is so gentle and kind, it doesn't break Gaston Mark's personality at all.

"Oh, good luck."

"Oh, I see."

Gaston kept smiling when he spoke, very gentle, very Gaston Mark.

Weiwei, who understood it, felt a trace of ridicule.

But she couldn't show it yet.

So angry.

Weiwei waited patiently for Gaston to hang up the phone, and then pretended to ask casually, "Hey, is there something wrong?"

"Well, my uncle called me, I have to go first," he took a sip of yogurt, "Imessage contact, see you."

He left an apologetic smile before getting up and leaving.

Weiwei watched him leave with complicated eyes.

She can't understand this person a bit_(:3ゝ∠)_