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To be a good detective, it is difficult to succeed with excellent reasoning skills alone. Sometimes, you need a complex case as a stepping stone to success, and at the same time, solve it to add to your performance.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's not complicated, because all we have to do is for it to exist: a case does at least guarantee that the detectives won't lose their poor jobs.

A detective who has no case to deal with is like a cat that has no rat and is discarded by its owner.

And Eric and the Case, like a curvaceous girl who would invite hordes of villains and hooligans, unilaterally attracted them.

Cases large and small are often with him, which makes him feel more fulfilled. Even if he was tired, as long as he could climb out of this mine called fate, he didn't care.

Idealistic, ambitious, capable, wise, such an outstanding young talent. His future is bright.

If there is no such damn fat cock.

However, Eric will soon be able to break free from his shackles. Afraid that he would laugh out loud in his dreams, he barely slept last night. Heavy eye bags, dark eyes, red eyeballs, and listless unkempt blonde hair, that's what the young man looks like now.

"Mr. Assistant. A deep voice next to him made Eric snap back to his senses. It was the acting conductor of the train, and according to him their conductor Mr. was on vacation.

This is the No. 5 private room in the No. 3 car. The furnishings of the room are almost identical to Eric's second private room, with only minor differences in the lines on the walls.

Eric really didn't expect that after only half a day on the train, he would have to agree to the conductor's pathetic request for help to deal with this sudden trouble. In fact, the first thing the commander asked was naturally the only detective in the car, but he was driven out by that one.

Inspector Edith tweeted that he was not in good spirits and that he should go to his assistant first if there was anything.

In fact, the detective's exact words are this: "Tell the kid that if he can't solve the case, I'll let him get off the train." ”

So there is the current scene.

Eric cursed his boss and began the usual procedure: "Name of the deceased." ”

The captain read the words on the passenger list: "Rich Hunt." Twenty-five years old, he is a merchant from Cosburg. ”

"When and by whom was the body of the deceased found?"

The answer to this question was the little man who received Eric yesterday, and he had a look of apprehension on his face: "I...... It was I who found out. I swear I still can't believe what I saw!"

He continued: "It was about ten o'clock in the morning...... Just now!as our breakfast was only served until 10 o'clock...... I just wanted to ask if this gentleman needs to have food delivered. I knocked on the door many times, and shouted many times, but no one answered, and finally I had to take out the key to open the door, who would have thought that as soon as I opened the door, I would find... Found... Vomit—"

Eric hurriedly stepped forward to try to stabilize the little man who was vomiting. In the end, he had to be helped out by another conductor.

The acting commander also had a solemn face, and his face was very gloomy. It is also said that when something like this happens in your workplace, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Some work is inevitable.

Putting on the white gloves he carried with him, Eric prepared to get up close and personal with the corpse.

While this is usually done by specialized forensic doctors, Eric now has to do it himself. Fortunately, all his skills are well preserved in his brain, and he has never been unfamiliar.

The corpse lay on the floor of the box, and a closer look at its back revealed a tear from which the red blood that stained the floor flowed.

The corpse's eyeballs were slightly cloudy, and the lower part of the corpse spot was already very obvious. Eric lifted the corpse's left arm and pressed it with his fingers, "Slightly faded." ”

That meant that it had been nearly eleven hours since the deceased's death, and after thinking about the current time, he tentatively set the time of death as midnight yesterday. And he didn't hear anything unusual when he fell asleep late last night.

Wait a minute. This meant that long before they boarded the train, there was already a corpse waiting for him on the train.

Eric shuddered.

No, no, it's just a coincidence, calm down!" he told himself, trying not to let himself think deeply about this pointless question.

The deceased opened the door for the comer himself, and there was no sign of a fight in the room, so it should be good to conclude that they knew each other. Eric made simple deductions and fiddled with the body further.

The murderer was undoubtedly clever and knew that leaving the murder weapon would cause him trouble.

Eric speculated that it was a dagger.

The wound of the deceased was located on the right side of the back and was slightly longer than an inch. The murder weapon pierced the deceased's lungs, but did not penetrate the body, causing the deceased to struggle in agony before his death.

Even if the weak voice couldn't penetrate the walls of the well-insulated box, there should have been time for him to do something else.

Thinking of this, Eric decides to look for special clues, but he can't call in anyone else for help, and it is easy for a layman to destroy the precious evidence at the scene.

The already stiffened torso of the corpse was slightly lifted by the grinning Eric. Sure enough, he found an ugly word written in blood on the floor below the hapless man's shoulder.

"Aristocrats".

Well, it was a damn nobleman who killed this unlucky ghost.

Eric hated such progress, which would undoubtedly cause problems for his testimony. You know, the power of the nobles allowed them to run rampant even in most places, and depending on the size of the title, they could even be exempted from the punishment they should have suffered.

But perhaps, it could also be a deliberate attempt by the killer to distract from his vision - Eric prefers to think so.

Indeed, if the deceased knew the murderer, it would be better to leave the murderer's name directly if he had time to leave such a weak message. Besides, since the murderer has time to remove the murder weapon, why not wait until he is completely dead to check it out before leaving.

Eric asked the conductor, "I need to know who passed by this car at twelve o'clock last night." ”

"I don't think there should be anybody, sir. Every night at 10 o'clock our conductor locks the doors at the junction of the various carriages, and if anyone wants to pass through, they must first notify the conductor of the corresponding carriage. But no one passed them last night. The commander replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, sir. I have asked him, and he is cowardly, but shrewd, and cannot be mistaken about such a thing. ”

Eric asks the commander for anything else he wants to know.

In this magic train, No. 1 to No. 3 are box cars, No. 4 cars are dining cars, and No. 5 to No. 8 are ordinary seat cars.

At night, the two doors of the food truck are completely locked, and no one will want to pass through them. The connecting door between the No. 2 and No. 3 compartments is the only way for the No. 3 carriage to the outside world.

Now, the little man said that no one had passed there.

The windows were locked, and Eric believed that no one could enter or exit the windows of a box on a magic train traveling at forty miles per hour. Unless some supernatural force is at work, it is debatable whether this small businessman has such a merit in making a move.

According to common sense, the murderer was hiding in the six compartments of car No. 3.