I quickly put away my salute, pulled up my suitcase, and walked quickly downstairs, calling a taxi to the airport.

I came to Beijing International Airport, chose a place to do it, and read a mystery novel. "Xiaofeng, I'm coming" "Sasha, slow down, wait for me" I saw a man and a woman running slowly not far away. "It's a few minutes later than expected, let's go in" "Sasha, and me" I saw a fat man running in front of us.

"Why are you here, Chen Pi" In front of me is a little fat man, this person's name is Chen Pi, the fattest person in the police academy, likes Sasha, and regards me as a sworn enemy.

"Can't I come? Xia Feng, with me, you don't want to think anything wrong about Sasha" I shook my head helplessly. "Why did you bring him too" "He came with a dead face, and then he came"

Sasha was wearing a blue shirt, a pair of long legs were long and white, her chest was round, the deep furrow and the pair of crossed arms highlighted her good figure, which was the ideal woman in the minds of many men, with a good figure that was convex and backward.

"Sasha, you are so beautiful" Chen Pi was stunned, so that he just stood there stupidly, "Chen Pi, let's go" I grabbed his clothes and immediately ran towards the airport. "Xia Feng, you light, my clothes are going to be torn" "England, here we come"

"When did he die?" It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when it was found, and the cause of death was blunt force wounds and strangulation marks on the neck" A man with a fan watched from the side, while a body lay in front of him, and the police were taking notes next to him.

The deceased's body was facing down, and there were scraps of paper left in the covers of his fingers, indicating that the deceased was reading a book before being blunt, and he was not dead after being knocked down, so the murderer strangled him to death with a rope, and he struggled for a while, only to see the man with a fan walking around the scene of the crime. Am I missing any details? He then turned his attention to the family members related to the deceased, a housekeeper, a maid, and two sons, and it was clear that the murderer was one of them.

"Officer, now that everyone is tired, why don't you rest for a while and come back tomorrow?"

"Okay, then listen to Mr. Watson" "This case is too complicated, I have to think about it" "Mr. Watson needs Sherlock Holmes" The man smiled slightly and left.

At this time, the streets of London are full of laughter, passers-by are buying in shops, and others are curious to see what is going on. This case is not simple! Sherlock Holmes, what would you do if it were you?