She was lying in a bathtub full of water, and there was an extremely long and deep blood mouth on her right wrist, and the water in the bath had been stained bright red with blood, but Hena was a right-hander, and when a right-handed person committed suicide by cutting his wrist, he cut his left wrist and the wound was from left to right, if he was left-handed, it was the opposite, but Hena was a typical right-hander, would a right-handed person cut his right wrist to commit suicide? Is this possible?

Even if she is using her left hand, the wound is from right to left, but the wound of her right hand is from left to right, why should a person commit suicide and cut it in the opposite direction?

"The deceased did not commit suicide but homicide." After Sherlock finished speaking, Edvina heard the words and looked at the corpse again, only to find that there was a strangulation mark on her neck, which was obviously strangled by the rope in the hemp rope, and the strangulation mark disappeared at the back of the neck, so it was really not suicide?

"But this ......" Edvina still didn't quite understand, after all, she didn't think as much as Sherlock.

Sherlock explained with rare patience: "If the deceased strangled himself to death, he would definitely tie the rope around his neck with a slipknot, and then pull the rope on both sides, and the strangulation marks in front of the neck would be relatively much thicker than the strangulation marks in other parts, and not only half like this, if he killed, I think the murderer would step on the deceased's back with one foot and strangle the deceased from behind, and the most important point is that if the deceased strangled herself to death, then her hands would have traces, but, The deceased did not have any scars on both hands, not to mention that her right hand had been cut, think about how if this level of wound should have died of excessive blood loss, how could she strangle herself with a rope and climb into a bath full of water. ”

Edwina suddenly realized, but there was still a question: "What is the murderer's motive for killing her?" ”

"If the motive for the murder—" Sherlock said here, a very cold smile appeared on his fair and handsome face, and his blue eyes seemed to be able to see everything, "and ask the murderer who has been hiding behind the door since the beginning." ”

"What?" Edvina was stunned, turned around and looked at the bathroom door and saw a beautiful girl walking out slowly, and her appearance was very similar to that of Pamela who drowned, with a pair of sea blue eyes, fair skin and beautiful appearance, wearing an off-white dress, she was Pamela's biological sister - Shibel. Collins, and she tightly held the hemp rope that strangled Herna in her hand, Edvina didn't expect the other party to hide behind the door, and even less expected Sherlock to know, for a while she almost couldn't believe it.

Shiebel looked up at Sherlock: "It's not your reasoning, unless you can find proof, you're wronging a good person." ”

"Really?" Sherlock stepped forward, the smile on his lips growing colder, "Then do you stretch out your palms upwards?" ”

"I ......" Shibel couldn't help but hesitate, hid his hands behind his back, and couldn't help but take a step back, he couldn't believe the other party's jewel-like eyes, and his heart became more and more panicked, knowing that the matter was exposed, so he simply told him, "She caused my sister to drown, shouldn't I avenge my sister?" ”

"Avenge the deceased, they don't know anything about hell, and they won't be happy." Sherlock's voice became extremely condensed at the end of his words.

Sheebel also knows this truth, but in this world she only has one relative left with her sister, and those people in the family are just using them, and the sudden death of her relatives suddenly made her lose her mind, and she is bent on killing Hena to avenge her sister, at this time she looked at Sherlock, and her eyes were already full of tears: "Count Ford Heslett, thank you, you are really powerful, but it's time to meet my sister in hell." ”

When Sherlock heard this, she expected something, and at some point there was an extra blood-stained knife in the other party's hand, and it slashed at her own right wrist, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion, and the blood dripped to the ground, and then the whole person fell backwards, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and finally he had lost too much blood and died.

Edvina saw this and had mixed feelings in his heart, at this moment, a torch was thrown in through the window, the torch fell on the curtain, and instantly the whole thing was burned, the man thought that this time he would be able to successfully get rid of the other party, and was about to go back to explain to the employer, but he didn't expect that the moment he turned around, he was greeted by a heavy kick, and immediately the whole person was kicked upside down by this kick, and before he could react to what happened, he heard a cold voice coming.

"Take it back."

He was then knocked unconscious by a stick, and in the moment he lost consciousness, all he saw was the cold blue eyes.

When he woke up again, he was surprised to find that he was tied between the haystacks, and there were two people with torches standing on both sides, and he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, which made him even more unthinkable that the person in front of him was the Sherlock they had been trying to get rid of. ”

"What do you want to do?" Andy said this, his tone was already extremely afraid, as if he had seen a ghost, his face turned pale with fear, and in his opinion, Sherlock was like a demon reincarnated, and once he offended the other party, he would pestered you until he tortured you to death.

"Your master should still be waiting for you to come back with good news, if you haven't returned, he will definitely come to you, and then the two of you will turn into barbecue meat together and set fire." After the other party said the last two words coldly, the men in black on both sides threw the torches on the haystack together, and the fire ignited instantly, and the fire was very fast, but in a moment, he was engulfed in the raging fire.

Andy couldn't help but let out a series of screams as terrible as killing pigs, and there was only a disgusting smell of burning in the explosion, and soon there was no sound.

Then there was a sound of horses' hooves from far and near, a carriage stopped 13 meters away behind the three people, the carriage door opened, and out of it was Wendell, the Viscount of the Woodlaw family, who just got off the carriage and saw the person who shocked him incomparably, and couldn't help blurting out: "Sherlock, why aren't you dead?!" ”

Yes, how could you not be dead, you thought that this time the plan was foolproof, but you didn't expect that since the other party was not dead, who was the person who was burned to death by a fire now, and before he could think about it, the other party had already spoken first: "Viscount Wendell, I actually saw you here?" ”

Wendell couldn't help but take a sip in his heart, he knew that he would come early, and he dared to pretend to be stupid here, and then raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Where am I, what does it have to do with the earl." ”

As he spoke, he was about to turn around and get into the carriage, but the other party's sudden words made him not stand firm, and he almost fell down the steps, but fortunately he stabilized his body in time, and couldn't help but look back at the other party all of a sudden, and almost blurted out and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Sherlock looked at the other party's fiery eyes, but his expression was still calm: "The viscount knows that the Marquis of Collins treats money like dung, and you know very well that the other party likes the painting "The Last Supper" by the Italian painter Leonardo di Piero da Vinci, so in order to win over the other party, you went to Italy to buy the painting for 500,000 euros, and then you tried every means to frame the Bertron family for the crime of harboring the crime, and Pamela then made Hena have to work as a prostitute in order to make ends meet. Spread it everywhere. ”

Seeing that the other party's face became more and more ugly, Sherlock just turned cold as if he was saying something inconsequential, but between his words was the words of the heart: "Hena feels disgraced at the same time, but also extremely resentful of the other party, of course Hena can't wait to find an opportunity to ask her mortal enemy out, Hena will naturally be very afraid after killing Pamela by mistake, and the viscount will let Pamela's biological sister Hibel pretend to be a ghost to kill Hena, of course Her Majesty can't sit idly by and watch this kind of thing happen, Naturally, I'll be left to solve this kind of thing. ”

After speaking, he looked coldly at Wendell's eyes that were almost shocked, and his expression became more and more cold.

Wendell didn't expect that the other party would guess so much because of a small murder case, and he was terrified for a while, and he had to remain calm on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about, I can't understand a word!" ”

Sherlock was no longer ready to spend any more time with the other party, and commanded, "Black gentleman, get rid of Wendell Woodlaw, this is the order." ”

“yes,my lord？。”

If you dare to provoke him, then you must be prepared to be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell.

In a remote place in the magic city of Atlante, England, there is a 19th century castle, there was a fire before, the marquis and the marquise in the castle, fifteen servants and a dog were all buried in the fire without any of them spared, it is rumored that a group of people in white appeared when the castle caught fire, the very lucky noble young master who was not buried in the fire disappeared inexplicably for a month, and after a month, the castle that should have been destroyed by the fire was restored to its original appearance, It's just that rumors of haunting keep spreading.

Two months later, five horror novel lovers teamed up to come to this famous ghost castle, it was late at night, when the yin air was the heaviest, the leader took the lead in opening the door, turned on the flashlight and walked in with his legs, and then the four of them walked in one after another, and the door suddenly "slammed" shut.

At this moment, a cluster of candlelight suddenly floated in the corridor, and under the candlelight was a pale grimace, and then the five people saw through the moonlight that it was a slender person wearing a black tuxedo, no, it should be said that it was a ghost, the ghost floated in front of the five people, and passed in an unknown direction.

The five of them didn't expect to really encounter the ghost, and one of them retreated and was about to leave here by himself, when he just turned around and met the ghost just now, and he was so frightened that he took two steps back.