The already dim room, only a few candles lit The evening breeze blew in through the cracks in the window, blowing the candle flame non-stop, and it seemed that the whole living room was flickering and dark, plus these lifelike wax figures, it became more and more weird and terrifying, the three people who were originally full of courage were a little hairy in their hearts at this time, and when the three of them turned around and were about to leave, the candles suddenly went out, and the whole mansion fell into darkness in an instant, followed by a burst of extremely miserable screams, and the sound of "bang" frantically banging on the windowSuddenly, a few more blood marks appeared on the glass of the window.

On the morning of the second day—

Such a mansion known for its curse, coupled with the fact that eleven lives were lost in a row, people will also pay attention to all the movements about this mansion, and naturally they will find that three more people disappeared last night, but they did not dare to enter, in their opinion, it is better to get as far away from this mansion as possible, save a few more lives, and usually pay attention to it, now even the police don't care, and also named: Why don't you let Ford Heslett solve this kind of thing? He's a magician, isn't he the best at solving such strange things?

Now all the letters of entrustment that were originally sent to the police station were transferred to Sherlock's hands, and it was obvious that all the hopes fell on him, and Commander Herbert also gave the task.

On Shelmarie Street, where the sun had just set, it was already an endless darkness, and the cold wind blew the trees loudly, Edvina looked at the pitch black in front of her, and was wondering how to go, Sherlock on the side didn't know how to do it turned out to be a candle in the shape of a skull, the candlelight illuminated the entire skull, although it also illuminated the road ahead, but as soon as she saw a huge skull shadow in front of her, Edvina suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "This ...... This, you don't have any other candles? ”

Sherlock held the candle in his hand and said, "There is, but those candles don't work here." ”

The magician is trouble, Edvina sounded dissatisfied, but the other party obviously knew what she was thinking, but she didn't say anything.

The three of them followed the signboard and walked into the darkness, and soon came to the courtyard of the mansion, where the bright red palm prints on the glass of the window looked very strange in the light of the candlelight

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It was half past two in the morning, and in the darkness of the night, which could not be seen, a bitter cold wind swept by, sounding like the howl of countless ghosts crying wolves, which seemed very terrifying at this time.

Because the Marquise Edwin Helena likes to use dessert at half past two in the morning, the maids have no way to rest at half past two in the morning.

At this time, Ella brought Helena snacks as usual, and at that moment, a cold wind came through the crack in the door, blowing out the illuminated candles, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness, and a white shadow flashed behind her.

Her footsteps stopped sharply, and her eyes looked around warily, only to find that it was all pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Suddenly, Ella only felt as if her neck was tightly strangled by an invisible and tough silk thread, and it became tighter and tighter, because she could not breathe, her face slowly turned from pale to iron, her eyes had already turned white, and the tray in her hand suddenly fell to the ground with a loud sound.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", her head suddenly saw blood flying, blood splashed on the ground, the head "gurgling" rolled to a pair of white leather shoes, and a long blood stain flowed on the ground, the man's lips raised a treacherous smile, bent down to pick up the head on the ground, and disappeared in the next moment.

Early the next morning—

In the Ford Heslett mansion, Alex opened the door to Sherlock's room, only to find that he had fallen asleep on the table, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and under his arm was the revised document.

I couldn't help but sigh helplessly and said, "I fell asleep directly in this place in a hurry." He was about to pick him up from the chair, but just as his hand touched his clothes, the other party suddenly said in a cold tone: "How is it?" ”

Sherlock didn't say anything, but Alex understood, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face and said: "This murderer is really the target of the crime is the young maid, and the time of the crime was half past two in the morning, and the new maid Ella in the Lanad Mansion was also killed at half past two in the morning yesterday morning, and like the previous two times, her head was missing.

There are two strange magical rituals in England, the first of which is to collect the heads of four young maids at half past two in the morning and place them in a triangular pattern to obtain four puppets that have a connection with hell.

The second is to get rid of a person you hate with the determination to follow the instructions of the devil to go to the forbidden place in England, curse the forest, and stand in the middle of a huge fuchsia three-pointed star array drawn by black magic, and you can make a temporary curse contract with the devil.

Sherlock had already tidied up the messy table when he finished speaking, and when he heard this, a trace of coldness crossed his eyes, and then he looked at Alex without any hesitation and said: "If the clues and evidence have been collected, then end this ridiculous thing as quickly as possible, before the murderer kills the fourth person." ”

At this time, in the Lanard mansion, the old butler Martin was about to wake up the Marquise Helena, and when he happened to come to the top of the corridor, he was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground, his face was full of horror, and he saw that the gilded corridor was covered with blood, and a headless corpse was lying in a pool of blood.

But how did you die in a good way? And the death is so miserable that even the head is gone?

Everyone in the mansion who heard the movement here heard the sound, but they all saw this scene, they all looked dumbfounded, obviously frightened, and the first to calm down was the Marquis of Lanard-Lawrence.

He angrily ordered the maid: "Why are you stunned, don't call the police soon!" ”

Martin, the butler, came back to his senses in fright, and quickly got up from the ground and ran all the way to the direction of the hall, when there was a doorbell in the direction of the door, and a maid hurriedly ran to open the door, but when the door opened, she was stunned.

"Earl Detective Sherlock Ford Heslett."

She looked at the beautiful young man in front of her in a long sky blue suit, with a cold and handsome appearance, and she couldn't say a word for almost half a day, but it was as if she saw a savior.

Then she showed a puzzled look when she saw Alex on the side: "Who is this?" ”

Sherlock glanced at him coldly, and did not hesitate to pit the other party: "This person deliberately came all the way from Mandela to my house to spend the night." ”

When Alex heard this, he immediately looked dissatisfied, and said, "Can you change the word "overnight", it's really a dissatisfied guy." ”

But as soon as he finished complaining, he found that Sherlock and the maid had already walked far away on their own, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but scold each other in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him.

Sherlock looked at Lawrence, who was extremely ugly on the corridor, and suddenly said: "So far, I have found enough clues and evidence to know the identity of the murderer, and I think the murderer will be arrested before tomorrow." ”

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in surprise and asked, "Can it really be before tomorrow?" ”

"Naturally—" Sherlock nodded naturally as he looked at the bloody corpses on the ground, "the murderer usually kills at half past two in the morning, usually with a young maid, and it's ridiculous that it seems to have something to do with some kind of dark magic, and if I'm right, the murderer is killing a fourth person." ”

"Dark magic? This is ridiculous. ”

Lawrence apparently didn't believe in any kind of dark magic in the world.

Sherlock knew that the other party didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it himself at this time, but—" Sherlock Holmes said: Eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth. ”

Lawrence originally wanted to say something, but looking at him with a determined look, he couldn't help it, so let's wait and see.

The darkness of the night slowly replaced the dawn of the day, and the main street of Mandu in Hilles was already brightly lit, except for the Sherman Mansion, on the dark corridor, only the faint light of the cold moonlight outside the window barely illuminated the corridor, and a girl with a stunning face dressed as a maid could be seen faintly walking towards the end of the corridor, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor was particularly clear on this silent corridor.

Her blue eyes were in the dark, but they were full of resentment at the moment, and she would never forget what Alex said to herself when she was in Lanad Mansion, and he gloated with an appreciative face: "I didn't expect our detective to be a beautiful woman in a maid outfit." ”

Sherlock finally knew where the phrase "shoot yourself in the foot" came from.

At this moment, by the light of the moon, he saw countless silver silk threads spiraling towards him at an almost incredible speed, entangled his limbs like dancing silver snakes, and suddenly, a strange fragrance spread in the air, and before he could react, his eyes were suddenly dark, and the whole person lost consciousness instantly.

Lawrence and Alex were hiding behind a door, and when they saw this scene, Lawrence showed a look of worry on his face at this time and said, "Does this really work?" ”

Alex smiled: "Didn't the detective say that the murderer could be caught before tomorrow, what else is there to worry about?" ”

Lawrence looked at him, but he didn't speak, he wasn't worried about this, it was just a lowly maid who died, he was worried that Sherlock wouldn't come back unharmed this time, he suddenly remembered that he had inadvertently read the murderer's file in the other party's suspect notes.

This man was a Viscount named Stanley, an outcast of the Bayi family, a well-known psychopath, and he wouldn't dare to think about it anymore.

At this time, in a damp and cramped house, Stan was holding a rag to clean the blood on the ground, the rag had been stained blood red, and the maid's costume was randomly thrown on the ground and stained with dirt and blood.

What he didn't know was that Sherlock, who should have turned into a corpse in his opinion, was slightly curled up with his fingers at this time, squeezing out "Alex" from between his teeth. "Four words

The two of them, who had been waiting for Sherlock to come back in Edwin's mansion, couldn't help but feel a little anxious, Alex couldn't wait any longer, and said, "I don't know where Sherlock's stinky boy ran to, it's really slow to die, let's go find him." ”

He said this, but in fact, he was extremely worried.

Lawrence glanced at him and couldn't help but think that if he hadn't come back for so long, he might have been murdered a long time ago, but he didn't say this, just said, "Let's go." ”

Then the two of them drove away in the carriage and soon disappeared into the darkness, but when they arrived, Alex stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push open the hidden door, but he was frightened by the scene in front of him and froze in place on the spot, his mouth was wide open for a long time and he couldn't close it, only to see the body of an adult man lying in a pool of blood on the ground, but it was the killer murderer they were looking for, Viscount Stanley of the Bayi family.

On the other side is Sherlock, who is lying on the ground covered in scars and almost dying, but his original pair of eyes like precious sapphires were forcibly gouged out of his right eye, which can be seen by anyone with a clear eye, he was once insulted and molested by the murderer, but with the only strength left, he killed the person who ruined his life with the broken glass on the ground.