[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

"She borrowed Neruda's collection of poems."

"Who?"

"The third victim."

"In that case, could it be—"

"If you follow this clue, the first woman was strangled to death after making love. In contrast, the main emphasis is not on the method of killing. Her situation fits the first poem "The Body of a Woman", 'My rough The body of the farmer digs you, and makes his son leap from the depths of the earth...but the time for revenge has come', yes, he wants revenge, because the first passionate killing made him feel inexplicable pleasure, He thought of this poem and decided to use it to complete a kind of vengeful mourning. For the murderer, this poem must have a very important commemorative significance."

"But if you say that, it's not in order, why would he do that?"

"The second jumps to "The White Snail". As the poem says, 'a butterfly of shadows comes to sleep in your belly', he puts the butterfly specimen in the lower abdomen of the victim, which is symbolic."

"Symbolism?"

"According to these speculations, maybe he was abandoned by his girlfriend who has been with him for a long time. The 'butterfly' represents the birth of a newborn, and it is placed in the lower abdomen, indicating that the girl may have been pregnant, but unfortunately, she did not survive. Broken like a taxidermy butterfly."

"The third one—I understand. Does it mean that they had quarreled before? The murderer hated this relationship very much. They broke up because of the quarrel, so they wanted the girl to 'shut up' and cut off her tongue."

"Yes. The third is from "I Like You Are Silent", 'I like when you are silent, as if you are no longer there...as if a kiss has sealed your mouth'. He cuts off women tongue, symbolizes distaste for chatter and quarrel."

"I see……"

Thinking of something, Song Yiqiao frowned heavily: "Then Celia's death has nothing to do with the murderer."

She was drugged to cause fainting, and then strangled to death with a rope, which is similar to the murderer's method, but the meaning is completely different.And because everyone agreed that Josie did it, the target was shifted to her, and no one would link this case with the serial murder case.

It seems that she will not only stay here for two or three days, she may not be able to travel until she returns to her original body.

Looking at her worried look, Sherlock suddenly said, "The idea of ​​the case has been clarified. I will find out the cause of the woman's death after the case is over. Don't think too much, her death was not as complicated as imagined. "

"...Thank you." Song Yiqiao, who was seen through, blushed and thanked in a low voice.

He thought for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and was about to go out.

"Do you want to go out?"

"If the deduction is true, the first two victims must have borrowed this book. There is still time, I will go to the Sailor Library to check, maybe I will meet the real culprit."

"What?" Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, then realized instantly, "How do you know it's Sailor?"

"Judging from the locations of the three of them, the library happens to be relatively close to the locations of the three of them, and it is the best place to borrow books."

Song Yiqiao also wanted to ask how he could get so much information without looking it up, the latter seemed to sense her thoughts, and said lightly: "The entire map of London is printed in my brain."

His tone was as flat as talking about today's weather.

Song Yiqiao: "..."

Unknowingly, I was crushed again IQ...

She watched Sherlock go away, and lay on the sofa again, wondering what was going on in her head.

Love can make people intoxicated, and it can also make the closest people face each other from now on, turning sweetness into unresolved hatred.And now that she and Sherlock have pierced through that fuzzy paper, how far can they go?

Song Yiqiao always has an unreal feeling, as if everything is a big dream.

If she had said that she would date Sherlock Holmes half a year ago, she would have laughed until her stomach ached.But now, she seems to have begun to get acquainted with life on Baker Street. She solves cases, uses the system to defeat her opponents, she has many contacts with Sherlock, and she develops a good impression unconsciously... It's incredible to think about it.

A person like Sherlock doesn't seem to be disturbed by emotions. He is as cold as an emotionless robot. He will cherish his family and warm his friends, but love doesn't seem to match him at all.Just like the ending given by Conan Doyle, he will be alone all his life, and he will buy a farm in the countryside to study beekeeping and spend the last days of his old age.

Where will Sherlock Holmes in the 21st century, who gets along with her and has a crush on each other, go?

Song Yiqiao suddenly sighed.

The truth that she has been unwilling to face will eventually be unraveled step by step.When she returns to her original body, she will face the embarrassment of being resurrected from the dead. Without an identity certificate, she doesn't even dare to show her face in front of other people. How should she continue to live.

Sherlock, who has always been terribly detailed, seems to have overlooked this point. He took Song Yiqiao to the house and helped preserve the corpse, not knowing what was going on in his unpredictable brain.

She found that, apart from the Sherlock she knew from the other world, she actually knew nothing about this man.

Hobbies, habits, places I often go to... I don't know anything at all.

Song Yiqiao picked up the book to cover his face, sinking into the soft sofa motionless in frustration.

Sure enough, it's too hasty, how could they get along like ordinary couples, it's really inappropriate for me to accept it rashly.

——But she also thought of a question, if she went back to the scene last night, how would she choose?

The confused heart gradually had an answer.

……

library.

There was still more than an hour before the closing and opening time, Sherlock quietly observed the crowd, opened the door and went in.The librarian is sitting on a chair and concentrating on reading a book. He wears glasses and has an ordinary face. He seems to enjoy the pleasure brought by books.

"Hello, I need to check the borrowing record of a book."

The administrator woke up from the atmosphere created by the book. He pushed his glasses and asked in surprise, "Sorry sir, the borrowing records are private information and cannot be disclosed to you."

"Can the officer do that?"

Inspector Lestrade's voice suddenly came from behind. He nodded to Sherlock, and Anderson followed beside him, and immediately produced the proof with a wink.

"I understand."

With a clear look, the administrator turned on the computer and asked, "Which book is it?"

"Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair" by Neruda.

The administrator's hands stopped, and he looked puzzled: "It's strange, is there something wrong with this collection of poems?"

"What's the matter?" Lestrade asked.

"There was a man who also wanted the borrowing record of this book. I told him no. After three or four times of rejection, he never showed up again."

He typed and answered.

"Could it be—" Anderson asked eagerly, "What does he look like? By the way, what about the library's surveillance video?"

"Let's think about it... He is of medium height and looks ordinary. He looks like an office worker with a good temper. I can't remember the rest. I'm sorry about the video, because my memory is not very good. Specifically I can’t remember which day, so I can only give you all the surveillance video during this period, and it will take a lot of effort now.”

"It's okay, thank you for your cooperation."

Inspector Lestrade smiled kindly.

"The library is so big, you should not be the only one managing it." Sherlock looked around the library and asked casually.

"Yes, there is a university nearby, and students there often come to work part-time to earn pocket money, and some people do volunteer work on weekends."

"How many people are there?"

The administrator thought for a while, and took out a thick notebook from the drawer: "Because the salary is not much, and most of them are public welfare assistance, so the migrant workers can't be counted for a while. There are about dozens of people. If you need If you want to, you can take the list of records, but please don’t forget to return it.”

Sherlock reached for the notebook and left with Lestrade.

Walking on the road, Lestrade couldn't hide his excitement: "Sherlock, as you said, it seems that the criminal is about to show his feet!"

"But the investigation will take many days, and there may be more homicides." Anderson was a little dissatisfied, curling his lips and said, "Can Mr. Detective see who the real murderer is from so many people?"

"What do you know about opera murders?"

Sherlock ignored Anderson's provocation and turned to ask Lestrade, which made him feel depressed and his face flushed red.

Lestrade has always been responsive to him, and told all the things he knew: "Everyone was having dinner at the dinner that night. It is said that it was to celebrate the success of the performance. She was suffocated to death by a rope. There are several doubts at present, one is why she wears the costume for the performance, the other is why she went to the rehearsal venue after the party, and the third is that the girl who performed for her that night disappeared, He also left a farewell letter, saying that he would bid farewell to his opera career.”

"Who found the dead man?"

"The person in charge of the theater, his explanation was that he wanted to investigate that... yes, Josie's singing skills with several teachers, but the first thing that was discovered was Celia's body. Now all the blame is directed at Josie, she happened to be with the deceased The conflict and sudden disappearance are the biggest suspects. Sherlock, do you want to deal with this case?"

"The truth is actually not difficult."

He said thoughtfully.