Myanmar.

It should not be in the government's morgue.

Connie, Sherlock, and Morric entered the morgue in disarray, and the man on duty didn't seem to be there, so Sherlock waited a few minutes before coming in, and the locks weren't a problem for him.

Although Morrick often does things that ignore the law because of his missions, he really hasn't done it as justifiably as Sherlock.

How to put it, he has a sense of justice in everything he does.

With a "click", the whole room lit up, and Connie felt a little dazzling, squinting behind Sherlock, feeling that there was a strong smell of formalin in the room.

Formalin, or formaldehyde solution, has many uses, and the preservation of corpses is one of them.

The irritating smell surged into Connie's sensitive little nose, and she covered her mouth and nose with a frown: "Do you need to use such a strong solution...... It stinks......"

Morric smelled it, too, but not as sensitive as Connie. It's Sherlock. As if he was nothing, he walked around the room slowly, taking two breaths from time to time.

Finally, it stopped in the middle.

"Bang bang." His index finger tapped on the cabinet door, and inside was the place where the corpse was kept.

Connie leaned in and glanced at the name on the note, "Espo Nick." This is the dead husband. Moving to the left, the white note said Lillian Nick, this is the wife.

The cabinet containing the bodies of the two was right in the center, and Connie was now next to Sherlock, and seeing that he seemed to be about to open the cabinet, she quickly took a small step back, her head shrunk slightly, but behind her came up Morik, who happened to be standing behind her.

Connie: "......"

Connie took a step back to meet Molik's puzzled gaze and raised her hand, "You can come closer." ”

He did not refuse, and stepped forward calmly and excitedly.

The cabinet was opened, and the smell of formalin was even stronger.

"Oh my God, how much formalin did they use?" Connie covered her nose and broke out in a sweat from the sweltering heat in the room.

#是有钱啊#

#造木乃伊产业链吗? ＃

"It's already overdosed, I think it's probably because they have a power outage here, so in order to preserve the corpse, they increased the concentration of formalin solution to prevent the corpse from rotting, otherwise the cabinet should be frozen." Morik frowned, looked at the faces of the two of them and replied for a while.

"Blackout?" Connie was stunned.

Molik nodded: "Yes, you see that there is no freezing system in the cabinet, there should be a problem, so you can only use manual methods to preserve the body first." ”

Connie remembered the cupboards for corpses in the TV series, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"And it's been a week, the temperature is rising in the past few days, and it is estimated that the corpse is also accelerating**, so a high concentration of formalin is used."

Sherlock opened the two cabinets, lifted the white cloth and looked at it carefully, with a thoughtful expression, Connie listened to Molik's words, and was nodding secretly in understanding, Sherlock casually opened a cabinet to the left.

“johndoe。 A corpse sent a month ago. ”

Connie and Morric were stunned, looking at the corpse, not knowing what Sherlock meant.

"He's got something to do with this case?" Molik asked.

Connie saw the grayish-brown corpse spot on the man's face, which jumped into her eyes as soon as Sherlock lifted the white cloth.

Her eyelids jumped as she looked at one of the two couples.

Both had corpse spots on their faces, the difference was that the wife's face was purple-red, while the husband's face was the same grayish-brown as the nameless man.

The other difference is that both the man and the wife had wounds on their necks - the cause of death given to them by the local police officers, and they died of excessive bleeding from the neck.

"Is there something wrong?" Molik asked.

"The corpse spots on this nameless man's face are the same as those on Espo's face. They were all grayish-brown, and the corpse spots on Lillian's face were purple-red. Connie replied, and opened a few cabinets next to her, a row of cabinets lined up together, it was really pestle, but the lights were very bright, and Connie didn't panic much, and pulled open the white cloth one after another.

#谢天谢地这些尸体的死状都不错#

"What are you doing?" Molik paced back and forth with Connie, wondering why she was looking at the corpses.

Sherlock chuckled, "She's making detailed comparisons." ”

Molik wondered: "Contrast? Why contrast? ”

"Because there's something wrong with the body." The cause of death is most likely not the one the police deduced.

Connie stared at the corpse in silence and continued.

"Some of these bodies are two weeks old, and some of them have just arrived a few days ago. The first was this nameless corpse. ”

One month.

Connie walked back to Espo's corpse and met Sherlock's gaze, which was quietly watching her.

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"Tell me about it." There was joy in his eyes.

Although it was he who started the head.

Connie looked at Sherlock with understanding, knowing the relief that his daughter and apprentice were about to become mature now, and looked at Espo's face and said lightly: "I don't know what caused the gray-brown corpse spots, but the corpse spots of ordinary people after death should be dark red, of course, this is the skin color of Asians...... The corpse spots caused by different skin colors are different, and since Espoo and his wife Lillian both died at the hands of the same person, the corpse spots on their bodies should be the same color. ”

Molik followed her fingers and saw patches of gray-brown and dark red corpse spots.

Nodding heavily: "So there's something strange about this?" ”

#废话#

Connie paused, nodded and continued: "Looking at the other corpses, most of them are purple-red corpse spots, of course, the skin color is affected, only this nameless corpse is the same as Espoo in the past few years." ”

"Just because the corpse spots are the same doesn't mean the cause of death is the same." Molik retorted: "Besides, we don't even know the cause of the death of this unknown man. ”

"Don't worry." Connie pointed to Anonymous's neck, "But this gentleman has no wounds on his body...... He doesn't have the problem of excessive blood loss. After all, it's been a month, and he still looks "full".

"Of course, maybe you can look it up again. Another suspicion is time. Connie covered her nose and continued to speak.

The strong smell provoked her sense of smell, and with a wave of her hand, Connie was about to speak, when the light above her head suddenly went black, and the whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Connie was stunned, and panic suddenly flashed in her eyes, and it was only for a moment.

In the next second, she forcibly regained her composure, but the one hand she raised was the other hand.

"Don't be afraid." Sherlock's scent wafted over, and the distance between the two was close.

#康妮从没有哪一刻是像现在这样#

#如此喜欢尼古丁的气息#

Nodding subconsciously, Connie suddenly realized that Sherlock probably couldn't see it, and hummed again, holding his slightly cold palm.