Luke's loud shouting echoed throughout the police station, and there was a lawyer beside him, with a stern face and a very difficult to provoke.

"You're Sherlock Holmes?" He walked up to Sherlock and looked up and down with contemptuous eyes, "It seems that you haven't realized the seriousness of the matter, at this time I should have signed a contract with a client in the conference room, a contract of five million pounds!" ”

As he spoke, Coster's servant and a young man entered. Her name is Harriet, and she has been working in Coster's home since she was young, and she has always been loyal, and she does not even have the key to the apartment of the deceased's wife, but she is the only one who has the right to come and go freely.

As if from excessive grief, her bark-like face was a little haggard, and the furrows and wrinkles on her face deepened.

"Hello officer."

Harriet's attitude was extremely humble, she bowed slightly, and almost fell down, but the man quickly helped her to sit on the chair next to her.

Song Yiqiao asked worriedly, "Are you okay!" ”

"Excuse me, my body hasn't been feeling well lately......"

She sighed, her voice unsightly old.

"You're—"

The man smiled, his skin was rough and could be seen to have sunburn, and it looked like he should have been working in the sun all the time.

"My name is Joseph, and I have come with my mother."

Song Yiqiao nodded kindly.

Sherlock walked up to him, and there was a rare hint of gentleness on his arrogant face: "Please let this lady go in with me and talk to me for a while." ”

"What do you mean by that? Is there something unspeakable to hide from us? ”

Luke's unrelenting appearance made the lawyer a little unbearable, and he whispered a few words in his ear before he quieted down. Sherlock directly ignored his provocative words, and Song Yiqiao understood that it was not because he didn't dare to provoke, but because he didn't bother to deal with it at all.

In Sherlock's eyes, he was no different from a pile of garbage.

The wait is always long, especially with someone like Luke, who almost every minute makes her want to punch over and quiet the world.

No, the world is so wonderful, and she's so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good......

Finally, in the stares of several police officers and Song Yiqiao, Sherlock came out first. He took Harriet's arm and settled her in a chair, and there was no sign of it on his face.

"Sherlock!"

Officer Lestrade stepped forward and asked apprehensively, "Is there any progress?" ”

"I know who the killer is."

As soon as Sherlock's words came out, everyone looked shocked.

"Who is it?" Song Yiqiao couldn't help but ask first.

"Mr. Luke, what do you think?"

"How do I know!" Luke's face was furious, "I'll sue you!" If you can't produce evidence, my lawyer will sue you to bankruptcy! ”

"That night, a man arrived at Coster's apartment at night, he should be very familiar with the routine of the owner of this villa, sneaked in while Coster was taking a shower, lurked somewhere in the room, and when Coster went downstairs to sit on the sofa for a while, or read a book, this ghost appeared from behind and took his life."

"That's nonsense! How could I have the keys to the villa! ”

"With Mr. Luke's financial resources to make a big business of five million pounds in a few minutes, it was a no-brainer to get the key."

Sherlock's expression was extremely sarcastic.

"You! Where is the evidence? ”

"I've already testified to Mrs. Harriet that you were in that apartment last Sunday morning, why are you hiding it?"

"I went to negotiate a contract with him, but the scene of the crime was not there." Luke's lips tugged and he sneered, "That's what you're capable of?" ”

Sherlock continued slowly, "From the wounds of the deceased, the murderer fired two shots. What does this mean? One is that the murderer and the deceased are acquaintances, and they are afraid of being seen their true faces, so the pupils leave an image of the deceased's face, and the second is that the deceased's heart is not strong, judging from the situation at the time, the first shot accurately hit the heart, and Coaster almost died on the spot, but he was shot again, Mr. Luke, which one do you think matches you? ”

"You want to use words to induce me, hum, young man, I've been in the mall for so many years, I've seen all kinds of tricks, and I'm afraid of your language offensive?"

Luke's expression was full of arrogance: "If you can't find evidence today, I will definitely send you to prison!" ”

Sherlock didn't answer, but turned his gaze to Harriet, "Ma'am, did you notice the anomaly before you opened the door in the morning?" ”

"Yes, there is a ring that has fallen on the ground, I don't know whose it is, it looks valuable, I plan to put it away and go in and ask Mr. Coster, who would have thought ......"

"It just so happens that the fingerprints on the ring are enough to find the real murderer."

"Then you can give it a try!" Luke almost burst out laughing, "Isn't it ridiculous to want to be convicted with a ring!" Where did you find the homeless man to replace him? ”

"It's not just the ring, there is a black mark left on the wall of the living room, it turned out to be soot, I guess the murderer secretly hid by the wall in order to avoid Coaster's sight, but his life should not be rich, and he has no choice of coats......"

Luke's face was a little delicate, and he sneered: "Then it has nothing to do with me." ”

Joseph, who had been standing quietly on the side, changed his face, and suddenly pointed at Luke and shouted angrily, "You can't hurt me like this!" ”

This accident made everyone stunned.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Luke glared at him, and his attitude was very irritable: "Where are you from the poor ghost, you dare to point fingers at me!" ”

"Obviously you said that you want me to help you kill Coaster, you can ......"

"Shut up! You are crazy! ”

"No, I'm going to say it, gentlemen, for he hired me to kill Mr. Coster so that I could get a good sum of money! I have evidence, and for the sake of insurance, I deliberately recorded it, just to prevent them from cheating! ”

Luke was really annoyed and yelled, "You damn fool! Shut up! ”

He was about to say something, but was stopped by the lawyer, who stared at Sherlock sternly and said, "Mr. Luke has the right to remain silent, and please be careful with what you say, I will record them one by one for future use." ”

"Are you going to set the blame?" Joseph sneered, "I'm not stupid. ”

Sherlock said coldly, "You are indeed stupid, the ring is just a lie, and Mrs. Harriet is just cooperating." ”

Joseph's expression froze instantly, his lips trembled, and he said in disbelief, "Then how did you know that I lost my ring?" ”

Your expression is uneasy, and even if you try to be calm, you can't hide your anxiety, and you are still casually rubbing the knuckles of your right ring finger. A clear white mark indicates that the ring has been worn for a long time, what is the cause of anxiety about losing the ring? I think you know it yourself. ”

"As for why I came, I'm afraid I have a ghost in my heart, for fear of revealing the identity of the murderer, and at the same time I'm not at ease with Luke's cunning, I'm right."

"You!"

Joseph suddenly became angry and was about to take out the gun from his arms, Song Yiqiao stood beside him, and before he could have a seizure, he directly pushed his elbow to his chin, grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground when the other party screamed in pain, and pressed his knee against his back, so that Joseph didn't even have the strength to fight back.

She snatched the gun and raised it, no matter how hard the other party struggled, she didn't move.

"Sir, please don't bring dangerous items with you, it will kill you."

Joseph struggled for a while, and finally gave up. He allowed himself to be handcuffed, and got up wolfly, only to see a pair of eyes with tears in them.

"Why? Why are you doing this? ”

Mrs. Harriet walked up to her with a stiff face, as if she had aged a few years in an instant.

"I ...... I ......"

Before he could say anything, he was slapped by his mother in a resolute gesture, and the crisp sound silenced the whole hall.

"Joseph, you are so wrong."

……

Joseph was taken away, and Luke could not escape the punishment of the law, which seemed to be a happy ending for all. But when Song Yiqiao thought of Mrs. Harriet's sad expression, her heart became sad together.

Who is happy in this case?

Sherlock glanced at her without a trace, and when he saw Song Yiqiao's dejected appearance, he spoke lightly.

"Women are sensitive by nature and are extremely susceptible to influence, which is why there are very few women in detectives." His gaze looked straight ahead, and his tone did not fluctuate, "If there are often feelings of sympathy, sadness, etc., because of the case, then my advice is that you had better stay away from the truth of the facts." People like to deceive themselves. ”

She was in a surprisingly much better mood, and quickly followed: "What about Mr. Holmes?" You shouldn't be affected by the feelings. ”

"Miss Song, I am still a human being after all, and it is impossible to abandon emotions, and I have reservations about your educational level."

Song Yiqiao: "......"

It's embarrassing......

Today, it is rare to return to Baker Street with Sherlock all the way to Baker Street, and to Song Yiqiao's surprise, he can still talk when the other party has not turned on the taunt skill. She had always been interested in Sherlock's deduction, and she took the opportunity to ask, and although the other party looked unaware, he explained the process to her in a simple but understandable way.

When I finally met Mrs. Hudson, the expression on her face was subtle.

Song Yiqiao knew that she must have misunderstood again.

She said goodbye awkwardly and quickly returned home. Caroline had already gone to work, and the house was empty, and Song Yiqiao took advantage of her good mood to write a few stories about Police Officer A and Detective H, and watched them a few times through the screen.

Recently, the kung fu of one-finger Zen has reached its peak.

Before she knew it, in the afternoon, Song Yiqiao realized that Caroline seemed to be back a little late, and she was thinking about whether to make a phone call when there was a knock on the door.

Song Yiqiao leaned over to the cat's eye to see that it was Caroline, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled. She opened the door and asked, "Have you lost your key......

"Joe."

Caroline closed the door quickly, her face pale and her clothes a little disheveled. Her expression was strange, one of panic, anger, nervousness, and despair, and her voice was almost choked.

"You have to help me! Otherwise, I'm going to be finished! ”

Song Yiqiao sighed in her heart, she took Caroline's hand, trying to calm her down first, but was startled by the ice-like temperature.

"What happened? Rest assured, I won't sit idly by! ”

"I ......"

Caroline swallowed in a dry throat and met her eyes in despair.

"I feel like I've killed someone."

The room was as silent as death.