[Detective Sherlock] Rococo who sees through everything

When Rocco could be embarrassed by Sherlock's upper limit of IQ, she instead took a deep shot.

This Mr. Dunbar, Rococo can see from his bubbles, is more concerned about the murderer of his wife than that he wants to clear up the grievances of his children's tutor Miss Dunbar in a large space.

He sat across from their couch and got straight to the point: "It seems that you are Mr. Holmes. You can investigate every room in this house at will. If you need financial support, you can. I just hope that you can replace that innocent man." The lady proved that she is not the murderer. Although I may not know the details of the tragedy, but I will answer as truthfully as possible. I just hope..."

Sherlock had already looked him over while he was speaking, and he interrupted without warning: "Then I have a question now."

"What is it?"

"How long have you and Miss Dunbar maintained this special relationship?"

Rococo subconsciously sucked in a breath of cool air. This kind of questioning mode that slaps the face is really Sherlock Holmes style.

And the time period [one year] that first emerged from Marlo Bates's bubble really confirmed her previous guess.

He was indifferent to his wife's unexpected death, and tried his best to clear the case for his mistress.

It can be said that there are scumbags every year, especially this year.

After the word [one year], it is followed by [How would he know? ]

It took a few seconds for Marlowe's expression to calm down after showing shock.

"Does this unreasonable question have anything to do with the case, Mr. Holmes?" His tone was not as calm as before.

"You want to deny it?"

"Of course, my relationship with her is just an employer and an employee. She is my child's tutor, and the dialogue between us only stops at the child's learning issues."

Marlowe Bates' bubble was trying to weave a lie that Sherlock had already stamped [lying] in his own.

"Whether it is the decoration or matching of the objects in the room, there is a shadow of a third person besides you and your wife. You must have been together for a while, otherwise it would not be so obvious."

"Obviously?" Rococo heard Detective Lestrade mutter in a low voice.

Don't ask her, there is no detailed explanation of the room layout with bubble stickers, and she doesn't make it "obvious". _(:з」∠)_

"Well——" Sherlock then dragged out a meaningful tone, "You have been together at least ten times, is this also related to 'learning problems'?"

Kneeling and begging to tell her how to see this ==

This kind of slap in the face really angered the rich man, and he stood up from the sofa in anger: "Detective, I originally hoped that you would restore the innocence of an innocent person, but I didn't expect that you brought Mr. Holmes, do you think I am lying? Then please leave my house."

"Well, two key pieces of evidence, I'm afraid the jury will agree that the tutor who only discussed your child's learning problems with you is guilty." Sherlock got up very calmly, and he looked down at Rococo who was sitting next to him before, "Rococo, it seems that today's 'date' itinerary is coming to an end, let's go."

Rococo raised his head, and then saw [No accident, he will stop us soon. ]

She glanced at the poor Detective Lestrade, who could no longer understand, then got up and walked to Sherlock who was walking behind her.

"I bet you don't have to step out of this living room." Sherlock lowered his voice, tilted his head slightly and winked at Rococo.

"I bet you are right, how much return will you get if you bet right?"

As soon as Rococo finished speaking, they were really stopped by the rich man Marlowe.

"Okay okay, I'll tell you what you want to know, but I swear she didn't kill anyone."

This business savvy knows how to take a step back at the right time to maximize expectations.

Sherlock turned around confidently with a little smile, and sat back in his original position.However, Luo Keke didn't want to, because she didn't agree with the bet that she didn't reciprocate, she just wanted to stand quietly and watch Sherlock pretend.

"But before that, I have to tell you, Mr. Holmes." As a business elite, Marlowe, a rich man, knows how to control his emotions, and at this time he no longer has the anger before, "You ask a person and another person so bluntly." A woman's relationship, especially one with real feelings, will definitely be guarded and dissatisfied, such as that lady, dare to ask, have you ever had a relationship with someone other than her?"

Rococo felt deeply that he had a good gun in hand.

She was about to give the old businessman who had taken her a hard look, but Sherlock's decisive answer made her lose her temper completely.

"No. You can continue the topic."

The word "no" is very meaningful, the remaining filling in Sherlock's bubble is [(I) have not (had sex with anyone.)], and in Detective Lestrade's bubble, it is [( Except for Rococo, Sherlock) did not (had a relationship with others). ]

Her heart is so tired, dare not omit ==?

Everything is as obvious and easy to understand as simple and plain food. Time has diluted the feelings of the rich man for his wife. When a young female teacher appears in his life, freshness and another strange romance rises again. Their husband's feelings still exist, so they can only quietly and secretly... Moreover, this rich man who can always get what he needs has promised Miss Dunbar that he will definitely marry her.

When Marlowe Bates narrated his feelings for his tutor, every corner of the bubble was the figure of the young Miss Dunbar: sitting at the table with her chin propped up to help his children with homework; Saying good afternoon to him softly with a smile; and her smile in the solitude with his wife behind his back...

Wait, why do the men in other people's homes always have this kind of beautiful scene in their minds when they talk about a woman? Sherlock's impression of her is either that she is pulling two bottles of reagent bottles that look exactly the same to the naked eye, or that she is That violence feeds the pigeons?gap.

The rich man finally emphasized that it was easier for him to believe that his wife killed his current lover, who was a violent and jealous woman, than that Miss Dunbar killed her wife.

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"Sir, how did you find out that they happened more than ten times?" Rococo didn't hold back after all, and asked this question.

They are now on the shore of the lake half a mile away from the rich man's villa. The lake is very wide, and there is a stone bridge connecting the two banks across it. The bridge near the shore is the place where Mrs. Marlowe lost her life.

In addition to Sherlock and Rococo, Detective Lestrade competently explained the circumstances of the murderous place along the way.

The "date" of three people, Rococo is slightly drunk.

[I didn't see it, I was just cheating him. ]

"Isn't it easy to see?" Sherlock stood at the marked spot on the cold stone bridge where Mrs. Marlowe was lying not long ago, looking down at the ground.

It's really easy to see, it's written in your bubble.Rococo forehead.

"Well, it's really easy, as long as you're happy." Rococo shrugged

Lestrade looked at the two with a surprised face: "It's easy? Tell me quickly, I can use it to see..."

"Lestrade, it's pointless to explain this kind of thing, continue with what you said earlier, you said the muzzle is very close to the temple?" Sherlock interrupted him.

Detective Lestrade was already used to this tragic experience of being said in front of Sherlock that "everyone in the world knows but he doesn't know", but since the appearance of Rococo, it seems that he is really the only one who doesn't know up.

"Yes, the burn on the side of the head is serious, the muzzle of the gun should be very close to the temple, almost clinging."

"What about the note, what explanation does that tutor have for this?" Sherlock began to carefully observe every place on the bridge along the bridgehead.

"When the body was found, the note was tightly held by Mrs. Marlowe. Miss Dunbar also admitted that she wrote the note, but she said that it was because she found out that Mrs. Marlowe had left a note on the table for her. Tell her to wait for her at the scene of the crime after dinner, and ask her to write a note to reply, and ask her to burn the note she wrote, explaining that she doesn't want her husband who often treats her roughly to be suspicious. In other words, Sherlock , what have you discovered so far?"

[Key points: (①There are quite a few three shotguns hanging on the walls of the house-the owner has the habit of collecting guns-the possibility of more than one gun of the same caliber and model is very high-planted) (②The muzzle is against the temple -The shooter was relatively calm at the time) (③Assume that after the tutor committed the crime, he left the note on the scene and put the gun in the cabinet) ② and ③ contradict. ]

"A few minutes. You may leave here for a while, Lestrade."

[Okay, time to give this couple some privacy. ]

Luo Keke felt distressed when he saw that Detective Lestrade comforted himself in his mind after being used up.

Clear lake water, across the stone bridge above.It is indeed a good date place, provided that the man did not use a magnifying glass to study the stone bridge railing, and the woman did not lie on the stone railing to count the fish in the lake.

"Mr. Holmes, how is it?" Rococo poked his head and continued to stare at the lake.

"One more doubt." He didn't know when he stood beside her.

"What is it?" Rococo answered naturally.

"Why don't you ask me what I have solved?" He raised his eyebrows after a pause for a few seconds, "You are lying on this doubtful point now."

Luo Keke was so startled that he withdrew his supporting hand and took a step back.On the edge of the railing, there is an obvious cut mark as thick as an index finger. The cut mark is very new. Different from the dark gray around it, it appears pinkish white after the stone has been rubbed, which is obviously caused by external force.

"Rococo, what do you think about this?" Sherlock's hand circled behind her at some point, pulling her forward, and she stuck to the railing again, very close to him.

Rococo turned to look at him, but Sherlock calmly said something that was very difficult for her to refute: "We are dating, aren't we?"

This is different from what I expected, and it is easier for Rococo to imagine the two of them holding a magnifying glass to study the stone here, rather than Sherlock suddenly putting an arm around her back and looking at a scratch on the railing with her .

It seems that the difference is not obvious_(:з」∠)_

"Anyway, Mrs. Marlowe won't be so bored as to cut stones here while waiting for Miss Dunbar." Rococo's tone changed, "Just to clarify, I may be dating myself, and you are wasting your life by doing so."

Rococo, who is dissatisfied, still remembers Sherlock's three views, and she must try to screw her back.