Two days later, John's body was found by the police, and it turned out that the cat's reasoning was very accurate, accurate enough to suspect him......

The young Officer Amberley is a very capable man, but in this matter, he is completely lost, and the only reasonable explanation he can come up with in his mind is that the cat has killed someone. But this conclusion was immediately overturned by himself, for no common sense could support this seemingly correct reasoning. So, Amberley changed his mind, he thought that Mr. Logan, a detective from the East, was actually an extraordinary and invincible detective, and that his impoliteness that day was obviously a sign of arrogance, but he himself was too impetuous to accept the fact that others were better than him.

After thinking about it this way, Amberly felt that everything was very reasonable, and he decided to visit the cat again, apologize for his actions, and humbly discuss a few tricks with this god.

On September 25, London ushered in another cold and foggy afternoon.

Amberly walked alone to the cat's house and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Wang Xu's voice came from the room.

Amberley walked into the house and saw the Mr. Atkinson fiddling with a strange bamboo scroll full of square words he could not read.

"Hello, Mr. Atkinson, I hope it didn't bother you, is Mr. Logan here?"

Wang Xu didn't raise his head and said: "He is handling the case, and he went out in the morning, with a police officer named Henry Bart, I didn't say when I will be back, but I think it's soon, you can wait here for a while, if you don't mind, I welcome you to stay for a light meal." ”

Amberley looked a little disappointed, but he said, "Thanks, I think I'll just sit here and wait for him." He sat down on the sofa by himself, and Wang Xu was still busy with the matter at hand, preoccupied, and Amberley couldn't help but ask, "I won't cause you any inconvenience if I stay here, right?" ”

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, he raised his head and smiled: "Oh, I'm really sorry, I'm a little too involved, of course there is no inconvenience, in fact, I just want to take a break and find someone to talk to." As he spoke, he casually put the demon chapter on the table.

Amberley saw that he was very sincere, not like a polite remark, so he also opened the conversation, and after a few pleasantries, Amberly asked what he was interested in: "By the way, Mr. Atkinson, you are Mr. Logan's assistant, do you know how he deduced that the homeless John died that night?" ”

Wang Xu snorted and said, "That...... I don't know, he's a detective, I'm just a sidewalker. After he said this, he immediately regretted it, thinking that he was going back more and more, tragedy......

At this moment, the sound of two people talking came from the stairs, one of them was obviously the cat master, and the other voice was quickly heard by Amberley, it was one of his colleagues, Henry Bart.

Until the cat pushed the door open, Officer Bart was still nagging unrelentingly: "You can't do this!" Speculation alone is not evidence! ”

Master Mao yawned and said, "I'm too lazy to explain to you, if you think it can't be used as evidence, don't believe it...... Think of something else for yourself. ”

Amberley then stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Logan, I apologize for my rudeness last time. ”

Master Mao waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down: "That's nothing, Mr. Amberley, you don't need to apologize, you are a very good detective, a promising young man, by the way, why don't you persuade you for me, this dead-eyed colleague." He gestured to Bart behind him, chattering behind him.

"Oh!" Bart rolled his eyes helplessly.

Amberley said, "Mr. Bart, can you tell me what's going on?" ”

Bart replied: "Amberley, you are here too, listen to me, here's the thing, last night, the Hattie Brothers store on Highland Street was burglarized, and Coom Hatty reported it in the early hours of the morning, and he was sleeping on the second floor of the store when the crime happened, because the thief made a loud noise, he grabbed a cane and rushed downstairs, but the other party seemed to have spotted him, so he immediately fled."

I and a couple of sergeants on night duty were dragged to the scene by Hattie before dawn, and I thought it would be a very ordinary case, but guess what? When we walked into the store, we saw an unbelievable sight of all the stolen items being returned! And everything in the store was put back in place, with no signs of theft, and if it weren't for the broken door, I would almost think Hattie was fooling us. ”

The cat closed the door and sat down in the armchair by the window, which was his favorite position, but he only showed disdain for Bart's narration.

Amberley, on the other hand, showed considerable interest and doubt, and asked, "Can you be more specific?" ”

Barton nodded, "According to Coom Hatty's description, he felt very tired after dinner last night, so he went to bed early, and it was his brother Lester Hatty who was in charge of closing, and then his brother went to a tavern to fool around, and it wasn't until noon today that someone found Leicester drunk in a puddle of mud in an alley."

I had suspected that it was a prank by his drunkard brother and a few bad friends, but last night there were countless drunks who could give him an alibi, including a more sober bartender.

So my investigation reached an impasse, and Qom Harty said that when he rushed downstairs last night, the house was in shambles, almost every place had been turned upside down, and all the money that could be taken with him had been swept away, so he didn't care about the broken door lock, and rushed to the police station to report the crime, and he thought that there should be nothing worth stealing from the store, unless someone wanted to go upstairs and sweep away the bedding in his bedroom.

It only took about twenty minutes from the time he reported the crime to the time we arrived, and you know, the two things that were in Hatty's shop were large objects, the elder brother made plaster busts, and the younger brother was a carpenter who made cabinets, and these were not things that could be easily returned to their places in a short period of time, and it would take at least three more sturdy adult men to do it.

Tell me, who's going to rush to a store to steal and come back and clean up? What's even more bizarre is that even the messed up drawers have been tidied up, even more neat and orderly than before, and the stolen money has been returned. ”

Amberley turned his head to look at the cat master, and then asked Bart, "So you came to ask Mr. Logan?" ”

"Yes," said Barth, "I heard that he is the best private investigator in London at the moment, so I asked him for some advice. His next words seemed to be addressed to the Cat Master: "So I invited Mr. Logan to the scene, and at first he examined every place very carefully and asked some questions, and he immediately told me that this 'tedious case was over'." He also told me that the prisoner was a customer of the Hatty brothers' shop, a dignitary who had been to the scene of the crime himself last night, and that I only needed to find a person who met the above conditions, and confirm that he did not have an alibi, and the case would be closed immediately. ”

Amberly thought for a while, trying to connect the clues in his mind, but unfortunately he couldn't get the result of the cat's reasoning anyway, so he had to speak: "Okay, Mr. Logan, I don't know how you did it, just like John's case, you always say the answer so magically directly." ”

The cat master replied disdainfully: "! Conan would magically string together completely unrelated evidence to arrive at the answer, and my reasoning was very rigorous and scientific, but it seemed like leapfrog thinking to ordinary people. ”

Amberley looked puzzled: "Conan? Is that also a detective? What a strange name. ”

Bart interjected, "I do know of a recent up-and-coming detective novelist named Conan Doyle. ”

Mao Ye said: "I think you saw his work in last year's "1887 Beaton Christmas Yearbook", in fact, this is also the only detective novel that Mr. Conan Doyle has come out so far, I am also very optimistic about him, if you are interested in collecting, I think a novel signed by him will produce a geometric multiple of appreciation in the future...... But the Conan I was referring to is someone else, and you don't have to worry who he is, just know that my reasoning is correct, and that's enough. ”

Bart said, "Oh! That's enough! I can't just rely on your unequivocal imagination to search the mansion of a dignitary, do you know why? Because if I go back to the police station with your reasoning, I will only get ridicule, not a search warrant! He put on his hat, saluted Amberly, nodded to the other two in the room, and left the room in a bit of a huff.

After he left, Amberley said: "Please forgive him, he is a good police officer, but he does things at a glance and does not know how to be flexible." ”

The cat master sneered twice: "So...... Our young Amberley has become a homicide sheriff, and Bart is still dealing with small cases like burglary. ”

Wang Xu said to him in Chinese: "Don't speak too harshly, your image is already very bad." ”

Amberly just laughed at the cat master's words, in his heart, this Mr. Logan was not only a little more perverse, but also a decent gentleman, he changed the topic and said: "Actually, today I want to apologize for what happened last time, there is a new case, I want to ask for your opinion." ”