Chapter Twenty-Six: The Mystery? (Returning)

Well, this is indeed a problem, Ziliang said a lot of things here, from Sherlock's death to Sherlock's method of dividing the body, but Sherlock's body is still intact...... It's a bit embarrassing.

But...... It's also very easy to restore Sherlock's corpse to its own strength, so Marple's ability to ask this kind of question means that there is almost no way out for her.

Therefore, Ziliang nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmm...... This is indeed a problem, but don't worry, I have to make up a little bit about what happened, and that is the death of Shinichi Kudo. Ziliang said: "Actually, Shinichi's death is irrelevant at this time, because you, who are holding cyanide, are still in the case of its alliance, just an honest and reliable young man like me can come up with at least 10 ways to kill him, not to mention a scheming guy like you...... Oh, and 'scheming' here is really a compliment. ”

"Because, at this time, you still want to make your murder methods more perfect, so you put forward the plan of 'Kudo Shinichi' to pretend to be dead, or pretend to be unconscious, and then cooperate with Sherlock's disappearance to play a good play, this play can completely confuse the time of Sherlock's death, and at the same time, rule out your own suspicion of committing the crime, of course, your statement to Kudo Shinichi is that this can help him clear some of the suspicions, after all, the scene we see is that 'Sherlock' is alive and is murdering 'Shinichi'."

"And the specific way is to let Shinichi hang in a conspicuous place in front of the public, and when Sherlock appears, we will think that you are the only one who bumped into Sherlock and wanted to kill Shinichi, so that he had to abort the murder plan, as for the aftermath, we will naturally save you, but, our naΓ―ve and ignorant Shinichi little brother didn't expect at all that it was not Sherlock who killed yourself, but you - but because the body was burned like that, I can't confirm the specific method, but I think, If there really is an autopsy team coming, he will be able to detect a fatal penetrating wound from the corpse, if there are no injuries, then the cause of death is obviously poisoning, remember that when you implemented the plan, you specifically asked Shinichi to help you wrap the yarn around the fuse, I think, it was not just to prepare for the 'Sherlock Arrival', but more ...... I suspect you've smeared that curl of yarn with cyanide beforehand, and it would be too easy to poison someone with cyanide on their hands, and that Shinichi's signature 'Secondary Thinking Posture' alone would have killed him several times. ”

"Then after talking about the cause of Shinichi's death, let's talk about Sherlock again......" As he spoke, Ziliang walked to Sherlock's corpse, and then hammered it according to the corpse's elbow: "Actually, at this time, even a fool can figure it out, after all, the corpse is frozen like this, in fact, you just put the corpse on the table as it is, and then put on the clothes you covered under the blanket in advance, and finally, pour the remaining liquid nitrogen on the place where the corpse was broken, and freeze them together again, That's fine, of course, you're forced to do this, because you can't keep the corpse hidden under your wheelchair, and then, after a few hours, the corpse thaws, and you can't tell, so you have to hurry up and make an illusion that Sherlock is still intact. ”

"There are two benefits to this.

First, you can take advantage of the fact that the corpse is frozen and hard to urge us to move it to a certain room as soon as possible, I guess it should be the room of the house of resentment, so that when it thaws, it will naturally form a state of amputation.

Second, you can shift our gaze to the 'outside of the house', after all, everyone thinks of the snow and ice outside.

By doing this, you are clearing your name and at the same time, pushing Moriarty and I into an antithesis of mutual suspicion.

Oh, and the third good thing is that if Moriarty and I haven't fought each other for a long time, then you can propose to go and see the corpse again, and then. We can find out that Sherlock was actually dismembered, although I don't know what the reason is, but because your physique is really unable to do such a thing, you will use this as an excuse to push the conflict between me and Moriarty to the top. ”

"What an old lady to be underestimated, I can't figure out how many birds you kill with one stone, and even I guess that when Moriarty and I can't kill each other, you'll do it again, just like you did when you were caught between Shinichi and Sherlock Holmes."

As he spoke, Ziliang pointed to the knife on Sherlock's chest.

"Look at this knife, in fact, it is of little use other than a sign that Sherlock is dead, so, I guess you put this knife here with great difficulty, just to wait for us to pull it out, because ...... The handle of the knife is also coated with poison, right? ”

Speaking of which, with a 'poof', Ziliang finally knocked off half of Sherlock's arm.

"Phew, this thing is quite sturdy, don't you say it, this corpse is just like this, and basically no one can think of it, in fact, it has been torn apart." Ziliang said as he shook his half of his arm.

Mrs. Marple smiled: "Hehe, it's really wonderful, such a complicated case really justifies you." "However, I have one last question," she said. ”

"Oh? What's the problem? ”

"Where's the evidence?" Marple replied: "Having said this, in fact, in the final analysis, it is all your speculation, so where is the evidence?" ”

Ziliang smiled: "Hehe, evidence? I've seen your name on the beach outside my bedroom window, and I've been able to determine that the murderer is you, so why do I need proof? ”

Mrs. Marple frowned: "You don't want evidence?" ”

"Of course, I don't need evidence, don't think of me as those police and detectives who can't take criminals without evidence, now, all I have to do is kill you...... And I think the physical gap between us, the results are already obvious. It's strange that I don't have much of a psychological burden on me about to kill an old man."

As he spoke, Ziliang was already smiling and walked towards Mrs. Marple......

However, at this moment......

With a "bang", Ziliang watched Mrs. Marple's head explode like a watermelon in an instant.