The sin of wearing a crown

"Mr. Sherlock, I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you!"

Antoine was holding the record book that he regarded as his lifeblood. He felt like he wanted to put on his wings and fly to the law enforcement camp, shouting in a roaring voice that Mr. Leonardo was innocent. , he now feels as if a fire has been ignited in his heart, which is exuding fierce force from the inside out, and he must find a place to vent his eager mood.

Of course, maybe there is still a little uneasiness in this, the unknown about myself taking such a big step.

"Well, you should also thank Mr. Lin En."

Sherlock couldn't help but murmur in his heart. His guidance time had long passed. Logically speaking, as an extraordinary person, even if the other party had no regrets, he should be indifferent. This was the first time he had seen him last so long. No, it shouldn't be the duration, but his own desire.

Antoine, the small-town lawman, wants to make a name for himself!

Be famous all over the world? Or a nobody?

"Yes, Mr. Linn, I am also grateful for your help. Look, look, I really don't know how to thank you."

Antoine's rough, dark face smiled like a piece of coal.

He obviously wanted to step forward and shake hands with the two of them to express his gratitude, but the natural sense of class barrier made him unable to help but tremble with his hands. After all, he had been working in the workplace of this small town for several years, and he was not a fool who cared about food but not fights. Antoine understood the ways of the world and stood up straight and said solemnly.

"From now on, your affairs will be Antoine's affairs, and your affairs will be even more important. I will try my best to stand out with my own efforts, and strive to help you two in the future!"

Sherlock still looked indifferent, but Lin En saw that he didn't throw them away after using up the two of them, and his senses were slightly improved. The young gentleman casually tapped the ground with his cane and said.

"If someone makes things difficult for you when you reveal your findings, you can come to me. I believe that Her Excellency Amiste's spokesperson still has some power." If that doesn't work for you, then go to the countess. It was something he felt he could invest more in.

"Do I need to trouble you again? I'm really sorry. Besides, these detailed inferences require wound examination beforehand. I'm very confident..."

"Okay, hurry up and go, lest Mr. Leonardo be directly tried and hanged. When I just passed by, many people were already shouting to hang him. After all, he is not a noble or a wealthy man. ”

Sherlock interrupted Antoine, obviously intending to drive him away.

"I guess the scene needs to be checked again to prevent others from coming in, lest someone mess up the place again."

After the three of them came in, they had been avoiding direct contact with traces, ensuring that even a big fold in the carpet was the same as before. Antoine also learned from these two people. It can only be said that he is used to the direct locking on the truth of extraordinary cases. Unfortunately, many law enforcement officers in small places have no awareness of protecting the scene. The defacement and destruction of evidence is simply unacceptable.

The relevant knowledge of the police system can only be codified and piloted in big cities. More often than not, these detectives who specialize in this kind of food will pay more attention to it.

Take Elba Field, for example.

Unless someone is caught with stolen goods and arrested on the spot, no matter what happens, they will directly and brutally put pressure on the gangs in the lower city. Either someone is handed in to take the blame, or they use batons and pistols to arrest gang members to make up for the crime. Therefore, the gangs in Xiacheng District are controlled by the gangs in this tacit understanding.

In his own plan, Lin En was thinking about how to deal with the gangs in the lower city, cut off their profit flow, and take that part of the profit into his own hands through transformation and deployment, while feeding the superiors and subordinates at the same time. However, in the exchange of letters in the small town, Yuri seemed to have an idea and asked him to wait until he returned to the [Steam City] to discuss it in detail.

It is worth mentioning that Stim’s advance preparations are already being implemented in full swing.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, the people under my command are all great guys! I gave them orders to die, and they won't even let a fly in!"

Antoine nodded repeatedly, looking down at the pamphlet in his hand.

What is recorded above is that Lynn and Sherlock had detailed discussions about the furnishings in the tent, the abnormality of the collision, the discovery of shoe prints on the folds, the detailed classification of the blood stains, and how the pieces were formed. For Antoine, this is a clearance strategy. With the connections he has accumulated over the years and his identity as a law enforcer, as long as the situation is true, he can provide Leonardo with help in times of need.

Soon, Antoine's voice of instructions came from outside.

Linn and Sherlock were left in the tent. One was a cigarette addict and took a few puffs in his mouth, while the other twisted his waist and felt a little uncomfortable after squatting for a long time.

It was Linn who wanted to speak. He turned his cane and clamped it under his arm with a snap.

"Aren't you going to go?"

"This law enforcer's IQ is not up to the level of you and me. He will inevitably make omissions in the process. He only needs to bite off his own speculation. As for us..." The smile on Sherlock's face cannot be seen. Uncovering his true feelings, he looked down at the bright red carpet, his bright and sharp eyes seeming to be looking at a bottle cap or rag. "...There are so many people around here, are you still worried that Mr. Leonardo will not know the situation after he comes out?"

Linn raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sherlock, as if to say, you have so many thoughts with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

But this rough game.

To be honest, even if Leonardo is proven innocent, it will be difficult for him to regain his innocence. He must have had something happen with the village girl Aya.

It’s not as if political life will die immediately.

According to Albion's political rules, if he is not convicted, it will be stained and scandalous at most, far from being so bad as to make a mistake. After all, for politicians, making mistakes is much more serious than committing a crime. Leonardo is also the benefactor of the next Prime Minister Arnold, and someone will help him deal with all this.

"Antoine has left. Is there anything you should say to me?"

Linn waved his hand and patted the second-hand smoke in the air. He hated second-hand smoke before traveling through time. After traveling through time, he became an Extraordinary of the Mother Goddess, and he had an instinctive aversion to this poisonous substance. Even if something happened to his body due to his crazy smoking, Linn just didn't want it. He wasn't at the point of using this to refresh himself.

"That's right, let's talk about sculpting demons."

Sherlock smiled.

"I have good news and bad news. The good news is that this thing is probably not done by the plastic demon."