The sin of wearing a crown

Lin En saw with his own eyes how a small-town law enforcer who was unwilling to be ordinary changed from the appearance of a retreating ruffian to a man who, with a few words and strong body language, became high-spirited and excited, as if he was about to devote himself to a great and glorious cause. Like that, there were tears of excitement in his eyes.

He was 100% sure that Sherlock must have collected information in advance and observed some targets that were valuable and easy to be guided and manipulated.

I guess I am also on the list.

In fact, Linn's guess was correct. Sherlock did have such a small notebook with an important goal, and Mr. Moriarty was among the best in it, belonging to a high-value unit.

With the permission of Antoine's leadership, the excited man directly cooperated with Shylock on the spot, and the first scene of Leonardo's tent was naturally open to the two gentlemen.

"Guess what I just saw? I almost thought I saw the gentleman from the zoo, oh sorry, it was the gentleman from the House of Commons, giving a passionate speech. In fact, I also had a speech, and that was my struggle, everything must start from prison Let's start talking." Linn showed off his humor, imitating a certain mustache and the body language of crushing your balls, which was very contagious.

"Is there any difference between the Commons and the Zoo?"

Sherlock failed to fully understand Linn's humor. His inner evaluation of Linn's action was that it was very powerful. If it could be included in a speech, the effect would be good.

There is a saying that Linn was indeed bored enough to study the facial expressions and body language of Mustache's speeches, but at that time, there was no room for such fanatical speeches in the world, so he went to study how to play the accordion. It turns out that during the meeting, The effect of playing the accordion is pretty good.

Antoine's passion for Shylock was probably more intense than that of his own father.

Linn seriously doubted that if Sherlock had told Antoine that whoever he shot would start a glorious new life, he would have followed through. In fact, from a critical point of view, Sherlock's ability is quite good. He can change a person's mood state. If he does not use it maliciously, it can easily be said to help those who are bound by different emotions and even concepts to get out of trouble.

This ability was actually Lin En's dream.

When I wanted to help someone important...

It's just that he doesn't need it now. Sometimes something comes late, and getting it won't bring you the slightest comfort, but it's more like fate taunting you.

Not knowing what he recalled, Lin En's originally calm expression became slightly gloomy. Along with Antoine and Sherlock, Linn also walked into the big tent.

Upon entering, Linn saw blood stains.

Shocking spray-like blood stains, dripping blood stains, and flowing blood stains. The information contained in these blood instantly broke into Lin En's brain like a living report. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the muddy footprints on the carpet of the tent, feeling that his blood pressure was rising.

"Mr. Leonardo was taken to the law enforcement camp for interrogation and investigation. There were also some guys who saw the girl running out of the tent, and some who heard the sound. According to those people, the girl was raped by Mr. Leonardo. She was pulled by her hair and stabbed with a table knife. When she came out, she was covered in blood. Mr. Sherlock... she fell in the circle outside. "

Antoine pointed to a circle of grass outside the tent.

Encircled by a rope, one could indeed vaguely see a large amount of blood.

Sherlock was obviously in a bad mood by this damn scene. He asked casually while walking around the tent.

"Did the witness say he pulled his hair and stabbed him?"

"Yes."

Lin En on the side squatted down silently. Although the scene was indeed terrible, he could still roughly tell something through the blood stains.

Sherlock glanced at Lynn, who was unconsciously becoming serious, and motioned for Antoine to follow him. This man who wanted to do something with the great detective was very obedient. He knew that he was just trying to catch the little thief. In this environment, it was right for him to live with Sherlock.

Taking the pendant Antoine with him, Sherlock walked in another direction.

His sharp eyes seemed to travel through time, returning to the time of yesterday's crime. He saw the wrinkles on the carpet and the collision and collapse of furniture. They all seemed to be going back in time in his head, being pulled backwards by invisible threads, following the instructions. Antoine's inaccurate narration is reconstructed based on the scene.

The big detective quickly came to the bedside. After observing carefully, he wiped a small amount of hair from the ground on one side. He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at the head of the hair.

Sherlock stood up quickly.

"Antoine, you are about the same size. You stand here...yes, that's it. You stand in front of the bed, and then make this movement, with your hands facing down...yes, that's it, shake it first."

Linn was crouching not far away, watching Sherlock play with Antoine like a puppet, asking the law enforcement officers of this small town to constantly perform certain actions. To be honest, the two people were quite close to each other, and they looked a bit vulgar for some reason. The young gentleman quickly shook his head. He felt that he was too dirty.

After Antoine shook his hand three or four times, Sherlock, with glowing eyes, asked him to stop. He compared the collapse direction of the furniture and the folds of the carpet in that direction, showing a shrewd smile.

Linn yawned a little out of boredom.

He knew what Sherlock was doing and reconstructed the crime scene. This should have something to do with his extraordinary professional ability. Theoretically, he could do it, but the scene had been destroyed many times, and some of the evidence might have been taken away or defaced, so his memory palace couldn't perform this kind of interpretation.

However, Linn was not without gains. The blood stains on the ground were very interesting, and some clues could be seen by comparing them with the rough testimony.

Solving the case is not the difficulty, the difficulty is that this kind of behavior of plotting evil and then killing the other party is really too dirty. If you want to speak for Leonardo, you must be careful. This is a situation where you are throwing dirty water, even if you prove your innocence. , people are also more willing to believe the truth they want to believe.

Lin En suddenly realized that he knew why Sherlock picked Antoine.

There is a tacit understanding that this bureau will not get bigger, and if a small local law enforcer can find evidence, it can give both parties a step down.

If the higher-ups take action, it will only make things worse.

For Antoine, this was truly pie-in-the-sky. However, after this time, he could only stand firmly in the Labor Party camp on all matters big and small. For law enforcers in small places, this is actually not a good thing.