Sherlock Holmes

At this moment, Deacon Bader, who had never had any huge emotional fluctuations, suddenly lowered his head and looked at the detective's body in his hand!

This corpse, which had long lost all signs of life, was like a flesh and blood rag doll. Its eyes did not blink, and its mouth did not move. But what was extremely strange was that it was still making sounds as if it were minding its own business. There was even a tone in its tone. There is also some mockery.

"Then if you think about it this way, it's obvious why you took away the clothes of the deceased. Because you gave her the clothes? Maybe you have only given her this gift since you got married. She had shown it off in front of her few friends and only wore it when meeting you?

Haha, it must be the alley you invited her to.

A deacon who had many things to do, finally invited his wife on a date after many years of marriage.

But who would have thought of such a woman who should be respected and envied by others.

Turns out to be a promiscuous and unchaste person."

"Poof!"

Deacon Bader stamped on the corpse's head.

This kick was so hard that the hardest bones in the human body were crushed by the huge force in an instant. The aftershocks exploded the scattered pieces of meat, brains and bone residue, and splashed wildly on the wall, making a crackling sound. .

However, what was not right was that this kick, which could clearly penetrate the floor, did not cause much damage to the cabin, and even the dust did not fall off.

Deacon Bader finally seemed to realize something. He stretched his hand to the back of his neck, and then touched an extremely unexpected spider thread there.

"Then why did you kill those women in the lower city?

He didn't want to kill his wife at first, so he vented his anger on other unclean people?

So why insist on cutting all the internal organs into quarters?

Um, it couldn't be that your wife cheated on her with four people, right? You're quite equal, and you want to give her equally to all the people she's friends with?

Although sometimes I really don’t understand it, but those of you who have been depressed for a long time will always have some weird ideas.

As for why the uterus is left? "

The detective's voice was still ringing, coming from all directions in the apartment, from the corpse fragments that had been stomped to pieces and covered the walls:

"Hush, could it be that there is already another life in her belly?

What did you find after cutting it open? But I don’t know if this life belongs to you. So, you are at a loss and don’t dare to take action?

Or do you think she has been loaded with other people's genetic information, so you find it disgusting and don't want to touch it?

Tsk, although it’s all just conjecture, that’s probably what happened.”

Sherlock's voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating, and every trace of exclamation or laughter was particularly harsh.

Deacon Bader lowered his head slightly

Although he still said nothing, the blood vessels on his thick neck continued to expand, and the blood inside seemed to break through the wall of the tubes and spurt out with substantial anger.

At the same time, his hand also tore off the spider silk at the back of his neck.

At this moment, all the scenery in front of him became blurred, just like paint dissolving and reorganizing in water.

The body disappeared, the blood disappeared, and everything returned to how it was when he just entered.

It turns out that he hasn't moved since then

At this time, Sherlock was still sitting on the shabby patent leather sofa, with his legs crossed and his fingers crossed on his knees.

Beside him.

Catherine stood upright, while the old priest sat on another sofa, with a huge and heart-chilling spider crawling beside her.

"Just look at me and say that the murderer will come to your door." Sherlock spread his hands and said, as if he didn't feel the suffocating pressure in the air.

But just like what he said, the murderer had already confessed himself completely.

At this moment, the truth of this case can be regarded as coming to light.

Although there are still many doubts. For example, when did Deacon Bader discover that his wife had cheated? Did the beautiful woman cheat on four people at different times, or did the four cheat on each other together? , what size bed do you need? What posture? What frequency is maintained between them? And whose child is it in the womb?

Well, none of this is important. After all, as mentioned before, some cases don’t require too many details, you just need to know who to arrest.

As for why Sherlock can know who the murderer is, it is actually easy to explain.

Because this Deacon Badr is really a little impatient.

He is so impatient that every time Sherlock repeats his reasoning, the other party will always raise some questions at the most critical points.

This is inconsistent with his personality. As a deacon of the Judgment Department, his job has always been to pursue and judge. This group of law enforcement machines has always only wanted targets and no reasons. Everyone in the empire knows this. .As the husband of the deceased, or a devout believer of the Holy See, he should be anxious to find the murderer within 24 hours, and then throw him into the bloody prison of the Holy See and kill him to death!

But such a person would actually pay attention to the details of the reasoning in solving the case?

It feels like during an exam, asking the students at the back table for answers to multiple-choice questions, but asking them to write down the process of solving each question.

This is so strange. For multiple-choice questions, you only need to know the options.

Of course, all of the above are actually just based on the experience of a detective, as well as his irresponsible arrogance and arrogance.

But Sherlock is such a person. He clearly knows that his guess is correct; just like he knows how to stuff a person into a suitcase without worrying that the person will die immediately.

So, the murderer arrived as expected, and with the help of some abyssal powers, he cleverly presented his murderer's identity in the shroud of holy light.

A case ended perfectly.

Well, it seems like it's not quite over yet.

Because the huge spider next to the old priest began to make sharp hissing sounds, Catherine's vision became more and more serious, and the air seemed to become thicker.

And on Badr's side, a dark crack was torn open silently.

That's an abyss crack that can connect to hell

Then, with a low roar, several huge fangs poked out from the cracks.