"Ms. Vida (the wife of the deceased). Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Ah, Lord Holmes. ”

"Don't be nervous, Madam Vader, I just want to ask, who were the people who entered this room before I came when you found out that your husband was dead?"

"This, uh-huh, uh-huh, there's ......"

"Heh, you don't have to be in a hurry, think slowly. ”

"Whew, there are Bube, Lemu, Nilan......"

As I thought, in addition to some unrelated neighbors and vigilantes playing soy sauce, there are also the main middle-aged debt collectors and elderly mayors.

"You guys take it. With that, I threw out the fruit I had prepared in advance.

Each person throws one...... When the deceased's wife gives a name, I throw a fruit.

Everyone subconsciously caught the fruit, and only the old mayor used his left hand...... He's left-handed.

"Everyone, look at the table. As I spoke, I sprinkled silver powder on the table.

When the silver powder touches the poisonous powder, it turns black...... Visible black streaks (traces of poison spilling) on the table

"What did you think of when you saw this black pattern?" Of course, I didn't expect anyone to answer, so I went on directly: "Yi Xi (the man in the mask and hood) brought the things. ”

Then, I'm bringing in a black table that I've asked him to prepare after seeing the scene.

I set the same plate on the black table according to the table,

"Winnie (brother control's sister), you have come to pretend to be a criminal accomplice who poisoned and carefully sprinkle this bottle of white powder on the black table. ”

"Oh"

After Winnie sprinkled the white powder with her right hand, the white lines on the black table were obviously different from the black lines on the previous table.

"Winnie, sprinkle it again with your left hand. ”

"Huh?"

"This?"

......

Then everyone saw that the white lines on the black table were very similar to the black lines on the previous table.

"This experiment proves that the person who poisons the food is a left-hander. ”

As I spoke, I walked up to the middle-aged debt collector and took a small bottle of white powder and placed it in his left hand.

Ding, Kela, Kera!

The vial fell to the ground.

"Mr. Ebbe (a middle-aged debt collector) who has been poisoned in his left hand and cannot hold anything, he undoubtedly has an accomplice. ”

I paced to the center of the room.

"And this accomplice, before I came, entered this room. Moreover, he is a left-hander. ”

I looked around, staring at the old mayor.

"As for the judgment of a left-hander, if the other person still gives him something without knowing it, as a left-handed left-hander, he will naturally stretch out his left hand to pick it up. ”

At this moment, the old mayor who was holding the fruit in his left hand that everyone was staring at sharply.

"What are you doing!" I got close to my left hand and took the fruit. That's to say I'm left-handed or something, it's a frame......-up," the old mayor said, slamming the fruit on the ground.

At this point, Nick (my sister's younger brother) just finished my task and squeezed back into the front row of the onlookers...... The first row of onlookers.

I looked at Nick for a long time.

Nick shook his head at me...... Although I knew these things in advance, since this is a reasoning lecture, I have to give you a reasonable explanation.

"Then, Mr. Mayor, you don't mind letting us search you, right?" After all the conditions were settled, I happily forced the other party into a corner: "The main thing is to search for any of the small bottles and parcels of poison on your body." ”

"You know, I've had my student Nick look around. I pointed at Nick and said, "But there aren't any abandoned poison utensils around."

"So, uh......"

I was only halfway through my words, and the head of the security regiment had already taken down the old mayor with a roar, and he was still groping around on the other party's body...... Frisk.

"The tool of the poison should still be on the criminal accomplice. ”

When I subconsciously finished this sentence, the vigilante had already pulled out a small green bottle from the old mayor.

The silver poked into the little green bottle and stirred.

When taken out, the silver turned black...... Poisonous!

Now, the truth is finally revealed.

Then, it is the collapsed criminal who begins to confess.

The two guys, one for the deceased's real estate and the other for the deceased's wife, hooked up together.

Oh, by the way, it seems that to the mayor, the monumental value of this house is far greater than the actual value of the house after the price of the house has risen...... It's not all the fault of rising house prices (and the grievances of their older generation).

After that, it's time for me to perform.

Shouting loud slogans, how to be high, how to come...... When the bards sing it, it immediately attracts people's attention.

Of course, my collaboration with the bards was still in the honeymoon phase...... I boasted about them, and they praised me.

Like, 'Oliver Holmes gave justice to the deceased', 'Oliver Holmes sabotaged the evil mayor's plot to frame an innocent widow', etc.

However, behind this seemingly bright and bright future, there is still a large part of the dark political tone.

It seemed that as soon as I found out the truth, justice would be served...... Even if the evil side is the local emperor - the mayor.

But in reality, things are not so glamorous.

A large part of the reason why the old mayor was arrested is because the second-in-command of the town, the head of the Knights of Peace, who is the representative of the young and strong forces, has long been unhappy with the old forces (the old mayor...... It's just that there is no suitable opportunity to pull the head down and go up yourself.

And I just gave him that opportunity.

Of course, I also knew in advance that they were preparing to tear up, so I cracked this suitable case at this right time, so that they could tear it up happily, and on the surface set off my great glory.

If it looks good on the surface, it's really good.

Time passed in the mutual praise of me and the bards.

In the evening, I paid them to have a big meal, and I handed over this boring social interaction to Winnie and them...... In the name of it, exercise.

After that, as usual, I handed over my newly researched special location to Candace (the hostess) and asked her to arrange a suitable caravan to deliver our special items.

Candace's trading skills are really a bit buggy, and she can always buy good and cheap goods.

Unlike me, there are only two ways to trade with people: if it's not a bad person, just add money (let him earn some and earn some money), and if it's a bad person, just grab it.

However, my method is only applicable to current transactions, such as transactions that require people to transport goods and test the conduct of personnel, which is a bit troublesome.

It's good that my trouble, not Candace's.

She can always give the caravan a suitable price, so that the other party's discipline in transit is always at the highest position...... All the caravans are under my remote surveillance (and I can control them directly if something goes wrong), but none of them have any of them that have been 'thinking too much about the commission and want to steal it' or 'being idle and slacking off'.

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