The two of them came to the apartment, and Sherlock, who had already been there once, entered the crime scene with a familiar approach.

Connie followed, carefully surveying the room—and sure enough, as Lestrade said, it was charred and black.

Some walls even broke a hole with a slight touch, leading directly to the next door, no matter how bad it was, it also fell a layer of ash, and the layman saw that it was a terrible burn.

Connie was quite dumbfounded, it was burned like this, and he didn't find it at all, which was simply not scientific.

However, what evidence should be eliminated for such an act, or evidence that the murderer might think, that she/he may have seen the third son here, or that she had accidentally left something here?

Either way, it shows that this murderer is very thoughtful and strong-minded, and he may have premeditated reads;!

Thinking about it sent chills to the back of Connie's head.

Moreover, being able to do so is enough to show the ability of others......

Seeing Sherlock pondering, Connie didn't bother him, and she didn't dare to wander around the room casually, so she followed him quietly and became an invisible person.

No one in the police department was familiar with Sherlock, but they had all heard of him, helped Lestrade solve several cases, and were waiting to hear his magical reasoning when they saw him coming.

After waiting for a while, Connie saw that Sherlock had been staring at the wall, and thought it was a little strange, but she stared at it for a while and found nothing.

"Sherlock, did you find anything?" Lestrade hurried over, saw Sherlock staring at the blackened wall, and immediately asked.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Connie always felt that at this moment, countless ears stood up.

Even though she stands tallest and fastest.

"The killer did handle it cleanly." Sherlock, on the other hand, is a rare absence of monstrous remarks.

This sentence made Lestrade lose confidence, and even Sherlock said so, that ......

Connie seemed to sense that Sherlock was in a bad mood.

Of course, this disappeared immediately after the police officer outside the door came to report.

"Officer, a body was found in the gymnasium downtown." Connie swore she would have seen Sherlock's eyes "swish"!

"Heh, it seems that the murderer either has a psychological cleanliness fetish, or he is a murderer. Connie, keep up. He muttered excitement and walked to the door, looking back to see Connie in a daze.

As soon as Lestrade was blinded, Sherlock concluded that it was the same murderer before he saw the body?

Seeing that the big guy's enthusiastic gaze followed Sherlock's cry and put it on her, the little girl shrank and walked after Sherlock.

The atmosphere along the way was somewhat silent.

Lestrade squeezed into a taxi at the last minute.

"Sherlock, don't you really see anything?"

"Why are you so sure that the body in the gym was committed by the same murderer?"

"Maybe you can give me some hints?" At this, Sherlock quietly turned his head to look at Lestrade, and the uncertainty in his eyes made him stop.

The Metropolitan Police arrived at the scene of the crime almost at the same pace as the three men, and the commissioners sealed the scene as fast as they could.

And Connie, along with Sherlock's thigh, enters the crime scene, the swimming pool on the top floor of the gymnasium.

Seeing the so-called crime scene, Connie was shocked.

Rich! Hell willful!

Big pool with basketball court, big pool, pool!

It's all covered with reads with a blue enchantress;!

"This murderer is too rich...... "If you discount it, it's enough for 221b to pay for the next year's meals."

Even if you eat a bowl and pour a bowl, you are not afraid!

As soon as she said this, the strange eyes of the audience immediately rushed towards Connie, and she immediately came back to her senses.

smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, I just said that......" After all, she is a simple countryman.

In a piece of demonic blue, a small white trace appeared, forgive a certain Kang Tubaozi Ni was blinded by the large blue enchantress at the first sight, and only saw the white flower at the second glance...... of corpses.

That's the victim this time!

Connie exclaimed, looking at the eyes that came over again, only to realize that she had accidentally shouted, and immediately covered her mouth and smiled embarrassedly at the police officer.

Sherlock, on the other hand, had already carefully observed the clues that the inside of the stadium could give him.

Sherlock was unusually quiet as he thought about it, but Connie could imagine what kind of high speed was going on in his head at this moment.

Connie began to look at the corpse herself, crouching by the pool, relying on her 5.5 vision in both eyes, effortlessly looking at the corpse in the center of the pool.

"See what?" Lestrade was waiting for someone to salvage him, not to mention that he couldn't see anything clearly when he was old and dizzy.

"Hmm." Connie nodded her lips, and Lestrade was delighted.

"What?"

“32，24，32。” And it's also c...... Silently glanced at her airfield, and sighed, in her previous life, she was also a 34b mushroom.

But it's still small, so if you make up for it, you should be able to catch up with the end of the B Brigade......

"Huh?" Innocence の真・Man Les Ride-kun asked a simple question.

“32？ 24？ 32？ "How can this girl say something that people don't understand?

A police officer in his twenties next to him heard this conversation and immediately blocked his throat.

"Officer, I think Miss Connie is talking about the victim's...... Measurements. In order to prevent his police officer from losing face in front of a child again, he had to rush out.

However, are the children of today so precocious? And the eye gift is so good......

"Three measurements" slammed on Reistrade, smashing his old face red.

"Oh my God, where the hell did you hear that, kid? Isn't it Sherlock...... No, Mrs. Hudson is so incompetent in how she usually educates you, and I will talk about her next time I have the chance! Sherlock was the first to be discharged, and Lestrade laid the blame on Mrs. Hudson.

Connie looked at his indignant look and nodded approvingly.

"What's wrong?"

"I now understand why the detection rate at Scotland Yard is so low."

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