"How? Got a clue? "Ke Ke Xili has a record book, and he has already examined all the corpses.

Connie came back from her daze and looked at the six corpses with a blank look in her eyes.

"Where's Sherlock?"

"He's doing some examining the bodies in the morgue." Coco pointed in one direction.

Examine......

Letting go of her curled feet, Connie stood up and felt a tingling underfoot.

"Then I'll go see him...... "No matter what his so-called examination is, it's better than these six petaled corpses."

God knows how inducing the smell of formalin is.

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She followed Coco's direction to the morgue, just past the passing mark, so she saw Sherlock Holmes wielding a calfwhip inside the door.

'The end of the world is my love...... Look at the man who sets the horse...... 'Unconsciously hummed the Divine Comedy of his hometown, and with Sherlock's swaying posture, the melody was quite harmonious.

Inside the door.

Sherlock, who was slightly panting, whipped the fifth corpse, wrote a few words on the report, and handed it to Jasmine, who was guarding the side.

"Give me the bruises on this corpse in half an hour."

Speaking of which, with these nameless corpses in the morgue as real products, he was saved a lot of trouble, and the matter of Coco please is not impossible to consider.

Having collected the whip, he straightened his collar and put on his coat, and was about to go out upstairs to see how Connie was doing, when he turned around and saw her standing outside the door, as if looking at it for a moment.

He stepped forward and pulled the door open.

"Spelled out?"

“…… Not yet. ”

"Why?" In my guess, your IQ should be able to do this kind of thing.

...... "You really think highly of me......

The silent conversation seemed harsh criticism to Jasmine's eyes.

"Sherlock, she's just a child, you shouldn't be so her." Jasmine spoke up and smiled comfortingly at Connie.

Stern? So Sherlock was criticizing her just now?

Connie's head tilted, thinking she would be wrong.

"I'm not criticizing her." He seemed to become indifferent, and his slender hands were in his pockets and never took them out.

There was silence in the room.

"It's just Connie, you're not thinking. Ponder. Learn to think. He repeatedly insisted that he would go up the stairs step by step.

Hehe.

Connie stiffly smiled, greeted Jasmine's distressed comfort: "Don't be sad, Sherlock is just ......"

Hehe. I can't stop talking about the girl.

By the time Connie went upstairs, the six bodies had apparently been manipulated.

"Assembled so quickly?" Jasmine took a look in surprise and found that all the places that had been placed had been passed the reads.

In other words, none of the original placements were correct.

"Sherlock, you're so smart. Can you tell me a little bit about how you judge? Coco held the booklet, and her usually gentle gaze was also a little excited at this time.

Sherlock glanced at Connie a few times, making sure she was listening very carefully, and finally opened her mouth.

"First of all, although the three bodies are almost identical, this man has dyed his hair before. If you look closely. He stood on the man on the far right.

Connie looked at the three men's uniform blonde hair, lying on top of the head of the man on the far right, and looked at it carefully.

"Really!" Holding a few hairs in his hands, after rubbing the roots of the hair a few times, it turned a little black.

Connie exclaimed. Then he looked closely at the top of the other two men's heads, but there were no blackened hair roots.

"His original hair color is black...... "The Westerner has black hair, which makes Connie a little surprised.

Coco's gaze became surprised: "How did you deduce that he had dyed his hair?" ”

Speaking of this, Sherlock seems to be quite normal: "He has the smell of a mixture of p-phenylenediamine, ammonia, and hydrogen peroxide that no one else has." These substances are known to be the main components of hair dyes. ”

Connie gets shot: No, she doesn't know...... And she obviously can't smell it!

Connie, who was unwilling, couldn't care about the disgust, so she leaned over to the corpse and sniffed it, and sniffed it again, but before she could smell any difference, she was picked up by Sherlock.

She struggled to look up and saw his bland, blank gaze, and slightly furrowed brow.

"But...... Judging from their previous photos, the three of them are blonde...... "Coco, who has already seen the life information of the three people, is very puzzled."

If you are born with black hair, why do you have to dye it blonde all year round?

Connie looked at the three identical faces and sighed slightly, "Maybe it's to be the same as the brothers." "Three brothers who are exactly the same, the hair color of the two brothers is born golden, only he is black, probably there will be a kind of loneliness?

"It's very likely, of course, that this third son is likely to have a certain mental illness." Sherlock propped his chin and couldn't deny what Connie had said.

Connie, who was let go, was stunned: "Third son? "When did you find out that this is the youngest third son?

The shiny "Great God Asks for Answers" gaze launched, and Sherlock snorted coldly from his throat at the curious gaze of the three.

"Look at the one in the middle, his fingertips have a strong smell of engine oil, I think you've done a test, and the fingertips of all three of them should be clean......" He glanced at Coco, and she nodded. However, it was detected that the hands of the three were clean.

"People who have been exposed to motor oil for a long time will have some damage to their skin even if they wash their hands regularly, and the skin of his ten fingertips will be damaged in different ways, while the fingertips of the other two are very good, and even good ones do not seem to be people who can do heavy work. Of the three, the only one who has worked in contact with engine oil is the second Ellen, who used to work as a maintenance worker in a repair shop in the city center for a while, and likes to read heavy locomotives on weekdays. ”

The three of them were stunned, Connie was already rubbing her ten fingers against the corpse in the middle, and her serious appearance was even more serious than her attentive appearance when cooking.

Sherlock glanced at her and continued: "The eldest Martin is a high school teacher, according to the people around him, he is a calm and experienced person on weekdays, and he also loves to take care of others, and he is a very secure person, such a person is unlikely to dye his hair blonde because of the so-called dependence, not to mention that he also has a fiancée, the relationship between the two is very good, and it has reached the point of talking about marriage, and the third child is a gambler, and he also has an affair with the underworld, and perennial gambling has made him accustomed to sitting quietly, which makes his pelvis larger, As a teacher, one of the things that Martin memorizes all his students is that he always likes to stand no matter what he does...... So, by combining this information, it's easy to separate the three and piece together their lower body. ”

The Sherlock Lecture Hall ended perfectly.

The audience and the three of them felt that they had benefited a lot.

The identities of the three brothers Martin, Allen, and Oscar Fred were so easily cracked.

Although she knew about Sherlock's artifact, Connie was surprised to be "taught by example" by him once again in person.

Coco Xili regained Sherlock's analysis, raised his hand and clapped continuously.

"And what do you think of Sherlock on this case?" Although she was nothing more than a forensic doctor, she was still curious about the case.

Sherlock didn't speak, but turned straight to Connie, his dark green eyes staring at her like a leopard in the night.

"Uh...... "Is this what you want her to say?"

I don't understand why Connie, who is always favored by the gods, wants to cry without tears, could it be that if Peanut does not appear, she will temporarily become a "substitute" for being □□? But it will be at least a few years before peanuts appear! How is she going to get through it!

Jasmine and Coco follow Sherlock's gaze at Connie, making her even more stressed.

"How is the family situation of these three brothers?"

The gaze with air pressure dissipated, accompanied by Sherlock's calm answer.

"No father and no mother."

"When did you die?"

"Before the age of three, they were raised by their aunt, and when they were ten years old, they also died, and they became orphans completely, and the three of them went to an orphanage together."

Connie's eyebrows twitched at the answer.

What's going on?

A necessary childhood experience for this kind of psychopathic murderer.

"Did they change orphanages a lot until they became adults?"

"Yes, we have to replace one or two almost every year."

As soon as the light bulb came on, and without asking anything else, Connie concluded that one of the three brothers must be psychopathic and didn't run away.

As to why all three of them died, she thought it was one of them who had suddenly gone berserk compared to the possibility of a feud...... The probability of killing the other two brothers is relatively high......

Kill your brother and kill yourself...... There are things that proper psychopaths can do!!