Something happened at the British Legation in Beijing, and the military attache Robert Wood was killed. Because the place of death was not in the consulate, the Qing Empire climbed this unfortunate incident. Prince Gong and Wang Yixun were also alarmed, and Shang Shubao of the Criminal Department personally sat down together and personally ordered Li Guolou to go to the scene of the crime. This is because Li Guolou can speak English, and he has also studied in the UK and has an innate advantage in dealing with British devils, plus Li Guolou is in the limelight during this time, and good luck is the headshot, even Prince Gong Yixun also knows Li Guolou's name.

Li Guolou only got this bit of news from Ai Hai's mouth, sat in the carriage and dozed off, and slept on the mat with his eyes closed.

Ai Hai sneered and laughed, dozing off early in the morning, not knowing what was going on.

Li Guolou closed his eyes and said, "Ai Bald, have you forgotten what it was like at the beginning?" Eight hundred steps and a thousand steps of laughter, everyone is each other. In less than a minute, Li Guolou was already asleep, with a lustful expression on his face.

The coachman rode east, and had already left the city, driving for more than three hours to reach the dead Robert Wood Villa.

Ai Hai pushed Li Guolou and said, "When you get to the big detective, don't lose your face." ”

Li Guolou opened his mouth wide, sighed, and said, "So fast." ”

Ai Hai viciously twisted Li Guolou's thigh, and said angrily: "Don't lose the face of the criminal department, the foreign devils are all outside." ”

At this time, Li Guolou sobered up, jumped out of the carriage with wide eyes, and saw rows of officials standing on both sides of the road, and a row of Indian Ah San holding spears with bayonets standing in front of the villa. This is the land of the Qing Empire, but there are foreign soldiers blatantly standing guard, this is the cruel reality.

Li Guolou took off his top hat, nodded and bowed to a British officer, and said with a smile: "Hello! It's so unique, buy a male mother Mike Lee ······"

(In the future, they will be written in Chinese, and the language is convenient.) ）

Li Guolou and the British officer were chatting at the door of the villa, and the British opened their mouths to talk about the hateful ghost weather first, and the two started chatting about the weather, and they didn't know what to say about the Indian Ah San. After a while, Li Guolou had already obtained the business card of the British officer, and Li Guolou also had this kind of gilded business card, and the two exchanged business cards. Because the British officer was from London, the English of the two was a pronunciation, and there was a feeling that they had met each other very late. Li Guolou also took out a black ink pen from his leather bag, wrote down his home address, and invited Howard Eugene to his house to play.

Li Guolou took the time to talk to Howard Eugene because this kind of British officers were all noble-born, (and there were also broken nobles) who came abroad to serve in the British Foreign Legion gilded, and they had a great future in the future.

In the villa, Wu Defu looked left and right to see that Li Guolou didn't come in, and couldn't help it anymore and ran out of the door, and said loudly: "Deputy Li, I asked you to come here to see the scene of the crime, and Master Bao is also inside." ”

Li Guolou hurriedly took off his hat, greeted Howard Eugene, a British officer, and invited his family to Baozhifang for dinner during the Spring Festival. The British are different from the Jingshi people, and the Jingshi people greet and invite them to eat, which are all polite words. The British invited them to dinner as a formal invitation, and the two set a time to meet under the northwest wind.

Wu Defu at the door of the villa said angrily: "Little Lizi, I called you here to look up to you, so many chiefs are inside, what are you still rubbing outside?" Haven't you seen the British devils? ”

Li Guolou defended: "It's not Master Wu, I met a Londoner, and I felt cordial to talk to him, so I would talk a few more words." There are so many of you, what else do you want me to do, it's almost lunch. ”

"Eat your head, the British minister is losing his temper inside. I want to send a note to the Qing Empire, saying that we are responsible for the killing of the military attaché, and don't think about living a stable life during my grandmother's Spring Festival. Wu Defu said with annoyance, it was not easy for people to relax and put all the things that should be shirked until next year, but he didn't expect to encounter this difficulty at the end of the year.

"I heard Howard say that the dead man, Robert Wood, was starved to death, locked up in his study, and his belongings in the villa were looted, how much did he lose?"

Wu Defu said: "How do I know, that foreign woman is still crying and crying, and I can't understand the list written down." ”

"Oh!" Li Guolou stepped into this European-style villa, and the chief in the hall did not even sit down, standing and chatting with people, and the translator was busy and communicating with the British Minister Justin Lille.

Justin Learle is an aristocrat, in his forties, with a sense of superiority, looking down at people with a downward gaze, of course, because he is more than 1.9 meters tall and has a thick beard. When everyone saw a fake foreign devil walk into the house, they couldn't help but stop talking and observed Li Guolou.

Li Guolou didn't expect that Bao would come to the scene of the crime, and now he is wearing a dress to pay homage to the chief, doesn't it make the British devil ugly?

Li Guolou bowed down and took off his hat, bowed to the chiefs and foreign devils inside, and made the standard of the Qing Empire like a flattering and laughing minion.

Bao Tong looked at Li Guolou dressed up with some dissatisfaction, and thought to himself that it was no wonder that the people in the Criminal Department called Li Guolou a fake foreign devil, and he deserved his name, and he lost the face of the Qing Empire on such an important occasion. But it's hard to say something? They have all seen the scene of the crime, and they didn't find any useful clues, so they let Li Guolou pick up the burden, this is the person Wu Defu tried his best to protect, he also likes it very much, and has the unique conditions of the little minister, which makes people feel pity.

Bao said together: "Master Wu, you come to introduce the case." ”

Wu Defu pushed the boat down the water and said: "Xiao Lizi, you yourself and the foreigners said that you are responsible for this case, and you will save the time of translation." He was very dissatisfied with the translator, and he didn't get the word right, and he didn't communicate well after talking for a long time.

Li Guolou glanced at the translator, he snatched other people's jobs, and he was a little proud in his heart that he was the only one in the criminal department who could speak English, and who could he use to communicate with the British devils? Li Guolou directly communicated with the British Minister Justin Lille first, this old man spoke the Stokeshire dialect, which made Li Guolou listen with extra difficulty, no wonder the translator was still wiping sweat on the side, it turned out that he couldn't understand this old man's English.

An Englishman who could speak Chinese was the first to arrive at the scene of the crime, and it was Robert Wood who found him dead. James White (translator and counselor), less than 30 years old, 1.8 meters tall, curly black hair, beard, hooked nose, and a pair of light blue eyes, looks very mature enough to be Li Guolou's father, he worked in the British Legation and was friends with the dead military attache Robert Wood.

Li Guolou glanced deeply at James White, this kid is not authentic, he can obviously speak Chinese, but he let the translator compare for a long time. James White saw that he was fluent in London English and came to show his Chinese proficiency.

Accompanied by James White, Li Guolou came to the sofa to greet Mary Wood. After saying a few words of mourning, I went to see the scene of the crime. The British pay the most attention to the study, cultural knowledge is what they value the most, and the aristocracy decorates the study with luxury and simplicity. At the door of the study, where the smell of ink wafted out, stood a servant, and on the other side was an Indian Asan.

Li Guolou couldn't help laughing and said, "Zhang Haojie, why are you here." ”

Zhang Haojie, the official of the government, smiled and said, "I am your lucky star, how can I not be here." ”

Li Guolou smiled and squatted down to look at the door lock of the study.

James White pointed to the door lock and said, "Because little Robert is missing, I only came here last night, and I saw that the study was locked, so I smashed the door lock and broke into the study, and found that little Robert was dead." ”

Li Guolou picked up the chains and padlocks on the ground, did not speak, the heavy door was still wrapped in iron sheets, and it was originally a study to prevent thieves, but it became Robert Wood's graveyard.

Li Guolou squatted on the ground and asked, "Mr. James, are there any antiques missing in the study?" ”

James White said: "It seems that no, now that Lady Mary refuses to enter the study, we do not yet know how much has been lost. ”

"Oh!" Li Guolou put down the chains and padlocks, stood up and walked into the study, the study of the secret room did not have bright light, and the desk was lit with candles, as if to comfort the dead and let the deceased ascend to heaven early.

A dead corpse on the ground, curled up together, the ground was sprinkled with paper, but the bookshelves behind him were not scattered, and the layers of books were still neatly arranged.

Zuo Wan Nianqing walked in and said, "Xiao Lizi, I have already checked the scene, the deceased died of thirst, and the time of death should be two days, this time you are late." After speaking, he glanced at Li Guolou proudly, to make Li Guolou ashamed, he came later than him, he was lazy when he had some achievements, and he was looked down upon by an old man.

Li Guolou squatted on the ground, looking at the expression of the deceased, opening his mouth wide and his face as if he had tasted all the pain in the world, and died silently. The huge body could not endure hunger and thirst, and people could not survive for three days without water.

Li Guolou said: "Master Wan, did the deceased have any external injuries?" ”

Wan Nianqing glanced at him and said, "Didn't I say starvation?" How many times do you want me to say it? ”

Li Guolou was still unwilling, and asked, "Master Wan, that means there are no external injuries." ”

Wan Nianqing snorted in his nose and put on a posture of old loss.

Li Guolou asked, "Mr. James, did you touch the things inside when you came in?" ”

James White said: "Without Mike, I just turned over Little Robert's body, and when I saw that it was like this, I knew that it was hopeless." Oh! This is what Robert Jr. took when he died, I don't know if it will help solve the case. ”

Li Guolou took a tong, which was an iron tongtong used to polish the short musket, and Li Guolou hurriedly said: "Where is the musket?" ”

James White sighed, "We haven't found the musket yet, we've looked for it several times. ”

Li Guolou held up the whole strip and watched it under the light, it seemed that the traces of the criminal could be found at this time, he didn't move for a long time, and the people next to him didn't know what Li Guolou was thinking?

(The supreme realm of reasoning is waiting to surpass countless predecessors!) ）