Things are as complicated as Lestrade thought, what was originally a simple case that could be suspected of being revenge, now it has become a serial murder case, and a simple case has become more complicated.

After receiving the report, Lestrade rushed to the scene without stopping, this geographical location is more remote than the previous Mr. Bill Moulton, and I don't know if it is because she has offended too many people, so she lives in a more remote place.

Yes, she, this time the victim was a poor woman.

Or in the words of those who knew her, the woman was a pitiful and even more hateful woman.

She has no profession, in her own words she is a photographer who likes to run around London with a camera on her back. But despite the fact that Miss Casey Brown did not have a job, but she seemed to be rich, and her neighbors said that she had the best food, food, and clothing, except that the place where she lived was rather shabby.

The money was not earned by Miss Kathy Brown through formal means, but by a small amount of extra money.

That's why Miss Kathy Brown is so hated, her name often appears in all kinds of hearings, perjury, false testimony to frame people, she has done everything, she belongs to the kind of person who specializes in giving false testimony.

Many people hate her so much that they have itchy teeth, but they are helpless, because she has not done anything too hurtful, at most she has been fined some money by the person she has perjured for.

Now that Lestrade was standing at the scene of the crime, he took a deep breath, the young lady was killed a block from his home, and like the previous victim, she had her trachea cut and died, and the scene was very tragic. And because Miss Kathy Brown lived in a place where there were no cameras, they didn't have to think about what they could find out from the surveillance cameras.

Lestrade looked at the scene, especially the woman who was lying in the dirt with her tongue cut off and shook her head, it can only be said that it was really miserable, Miss Casey Brown's mouth was full of blood, the only thing to be thankful for was that Miss Casey Brown's tongue was cut out after death, not in ...... When alive.

"Maybe we need ...... Helper. ”

Both Anderson and Donovan looked at Lestrade with disapproval, of course they knew who the helper was talking about, and he would only go to such a person, wouldn't he?

"Boss, I don't think we need to ask the freaks for help in this case."

Donovan refused, even though she thought that the case was still within their reach, and that she didn't need to seek Sherlock Holmes' help. The most important thing is that Sally Donovan is very confident in herself, Scotland Yard is a very professional talent, there is no reason why what they can't find, what they can't solve, can be solved in the hands of Sherlock.

So she doesn't think she needs help, at least yet.

"That's what I thought, too, maybe we can find some new clues."

It's not just Anderson and Donovan who think so, it's that the rest of the murder team doesn't want Sherlock to be involved in their case, they all graduated from professional police academies, and they are more professional than Sherlock, aren't they?

Lestrade looked around, thinking to himself that no one seemed willing to agree with his decision, and that every detective who had looked at him had begun their work, and they had to do something so that the man named Sherlock wouldn't run them over.

"Inspect Miss Casey Brown's home and see if she has anything in common with Mr. Bill Moulton. The network must be investigated, but if the murderer is a person who sees himself as a vigilante, their network probably has no connection. ”

Vigilantes, it's not like there hasn't been a case of such a person for so many years, but there is no vigilante like this one...... Murderous, the previous vigilantes did not kill people, they would only arrest those who had committed crimes and send them to the police station.

But this man does things completely his own way, and it is more reliable to say that he is not so much a vigilante as he is a perverted murderer. In Lestrade's view, both Mr. Bill Moreton and Miss Kathy Brown were guilty of their faults, but they did not cause death, they committed their faults and their crimes, and the murderers were the sins of the crimes.

"Boss, there are reporters who want to conduct interviews, they have already heard the rumors, and they can't stand it."

This time, the news leaked quickly, and when the second case occurred, a reporter heard the news and strongly asked for an interview. The upper echelons of Scotland Yard could no longer withstand the pressure from the reporters, and this press conference must be held.

Lestrade rubbed his hands vigorously, "Don't worry about it for now, let's go see the victim's body first." ”

Neither the interview nor the press conference was to think about it now, and Lestrade crouched down and looked at the body in front of him, the last time he killed Mr. Bill Moulton was a dagger they had picked up near the crime scene, and this time it looked more like a small dagger that was narrower and easier to carry based on the wound marks on Miss Casey Brown's neck.

Lestrade opened the victim's mouth with his gloved hand, it was all blood, and he couldn't see how her tongue was cut, so he could only put his finger in and touch it, and it was cut very neatly, compared to the last time Mr. Bill Moulton's wrist was a lot better than the murderer's method this time.

"There is no ambiguity in the murderer's attack, and he does not show mercy because the victim is a woman, it seems that the murderer is not a person who understands how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and there is even no difference between him whether he is male or female."

Maybe Donovan, who was following Lestrade, didn't think too much about it, but Lestrade felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, if a person didn't even care about gender, would he really reach out to ...... in the future Children, after all, there seems to be no difference between men and women in his worldview, and in his eyes, those can probably be boiled down to ...... Mankind.

"Boss, what are you thinking?"

Donovan looked at Reistrode stunned and asked, Reintrid shook his head, the trouble in his heart should not be told to Donovan, no one can confirm the direction of the case later.

Lestrade changed the bloodstained gloves on his hands, and he stepped aside and picked up Miss Casey Brown's small bag, which was thrown less than ten meters away from Miss Casey Brown, the small backpack contained not much content, a small notepad, cosmetics, a wallet, and a bunch of keys.

There is still no mobile phone, Lestrade frowned even more when he saw that there was no mobile phone, the two victims did not have mobile phones, it didn't look like a coincidence, could it be that the murderer practiced with the two victims based on mobile phones?

"Check Miss Casey Brown's cell phone and see if any strangers have been calling her lately."

Donovan talked about one thing, about the reaction of the people around Miss Casey Brown's murder, about what she usually does, everyone has heard about it, after all, people are a bit of gossip, as long as one person knows what Casey did, it can quickly spread to the dinner table of thousands of households. People in the neighborhood sympathized with Kathy Brown's murder, but more unspoken ...... Expressing deep agreement.

They even say that this kind of perjury is given to others, and if someone who kills people is not shallow, there will be one less person, no matter who kills Casey Brown, it is a good thing, and she will use that mouth to harm people again.

The sound was similar to what the residents of the neighborhood had said after Bill Moulton was killed, except for the difference in words, but they all meant the same thing.

"Probably the murderer caught them, a kind of Stockholm syndrome in disguise."

Lestrade mentions Stockholm syndrome, which is actually caused by kidnappers and hostages, and sympathizes with him and agrees with him from the mental level of dependence on hurting his captor.

In Lestrade's view, the voices of the masses are a mutated Stockholm syndrome, and they not only condemn the murderer of his neighbor, but even express their approval of him, hoping that he will continue to do so and punish those who have done bad things.

This psychology is very terrifying, and Lestrade fears that if everyone is in this way, they may protect the murderer in disguise.

Such an idea should not exist, it is still only a small area, and if the case is made public, Lestrade suspects that more people will agree with the practice of supporting the murderer.

"The press conference needs to be delayed, and you have to ask if anyone has heard anything or seen anything."

When Donovan nodded and turned to leave, Lestrade said again, "Donovan, you must remember that you are a police officer, whether it is Mr. Bill Moulton or Miss Casey Brown, although they are at fault, they do not need to pay the price of their lives, the murderer's actions seem to be to do justice, but he is just a perverted self-righteous killer." ”

If it's not terrible for ordinary people to have that kind of Stockholm syndrome, the most terrible thing is that if there is a sense of identification with the murderer within their Scotland Yard, it is a real disaster.

So Lestrade once again reminded Donovan, who had this idea, and the beauty of the murder team nodded solemnly, "Boss, don't worry, I won't have that kind of thought again." ”

As long as Donovan and the people she brought with her don't think this way, they won't communicate their intentions when talking to people nearby, and they won't encourage those people to develop their mutated Stockholm syndrome.

Lestrade took a step back, he looked at the lady lying on the ground who had died in vain and closed her eyes, another life, maybe he really had to find Sherlock to ventilate, to see if he could have other thoughts of life.

In the evening, Moriarty receives a message from his loveliest beast, that the man who thinks he is God is already punishing himself, that he thinks that all people are sinful, and that he needs to restore the world to its purity, step by step.

Dear Mr. God, I am glad to see your punishment. ――Jim

I've found the person I need to do now, and I need your help, Professor.

Moriarty didn't know what kind of smile the man sitting behind the computer was smiling, the light of the computer illuminated his cheeks, and also illuminated the glass cover behind him, except for the two exhibits that had been placed, and the largest glass cover in the middle had a name written on it.

Professor Moriarty, the one who teaches sin.