Chapter V: Extraordinary Crimes

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"Counterintuitive ......"

Of course, there is no trace of a fight, it is possible that the deceased had lost the ability to resist before his death, but there is no trace of the murderer here.

Holmes leaned down and turned the body over, and judging by the stiffness, the time of death should have been midnight last night.

"Suffocation...... That's weird......"

There were no external injuries on the body, no strangulation marks on the neck, and the cause of death of the deceased was suffocation.

Several methods of suffocation that would not leave a trace flashed through Holmes's mind, and then disappeared again. These methods have a common problem, they cannot be left without leaving a trace.

There was no smell of special gases in this room, no signs of a fight, not even a trace of the murderer carrying the corpse, everything seemed to happen in the void, except that the corpse fell down in the end.

There are no clues.

Holmes was surprised to find that he couldn't find anything here.

"We have a new assistant for you, Mr. Holmes. ”

"Well, thanks. ”

"It may take a little more for him to get to ......"

Sir Bran duly opened his mouth and extended an invitation: "Until then, please come to the drawing-room for a cup of tea." ”

Holmes didn't say anything, nodded and followed his master out of the study.

"You must have noticed, Mr. Holmes," Sir leaned towards Holmes as he took the butler's tea, his posture natural and enthusiastic, and not too casual to annoy anyone, "there are so many irregularities in this murder that magic must have been involved." ”

"Magic?"

Sherlock Holmes rarely heard the word, and as he and Magellan alike, he and others knew that "magic" often had an overly broad connotation, including various uses of essence, ancient legends, and all kinds of silly rumors.

And if you want to find out the truth about something, separating it from the so-called "magic" is an essential step.

Sherlock Holmes had also come across cases of using the power of essence to commit crimes, but he never felt that it was any kind of "magic".

"You know, it's not the essence everywhere, I guess it's supernatural power. ”

"Is that possible?" Holmes began to be interested in conversing with the sir, who had suddenly appeared in the house with a dead man who was still in the mood to discuss the case with a stranger, "Is supernatural power so rare that anyone could use it for murder?"

Sherlock Holmes had never encountered a case of murder with supernatural powers, the biggest reason was of course that supernatural powers were too scarce and too strong in the past, but after joining the Hunters, he learned another reason. The Hunter peered into the darkness with all the supernatural powers in the city, and if someone used the supernatural powers to commit murder, the Hunters would not give Holmes a chance to be commissioned.

"Because of its commonness, almost everyone has a way to distinguish it, and for those who really have a heart, the traces of committing crimes with essence are very obvious. Sir Bran was by no means ignorant of Sherlock Holmes, and his natural manner was by no means merely courteous, "This is an obvious answer, for what could have created such a mystery but an elusive supernatural power? ”

"It's not ......" Holmes did not find a useful clue in his rare time, but he did not feel that the clue did not exist at all, "there is no trace." It's just that I haven't found it yet. ”

"Our assistant for you, with considerable research on supernatural powers, is a newcomer with unlimited potential......"

As the gentleman who had been silent was talking, the butler led a man into the drawing-room.

"Ah, here he is. ”

Holmes stood up, and was surprised to find that the man he knew.

"Watson?"

"Ah, long time no see, Sherlock Holmes. ”

Watson joined the hunters at the same time as Sherlock Holmes, and after the farce of the trial of Moriarty, he disappeared for a while in order to learn how to use "magic" to cure diseases, and Holmes never imagined that the two would meet again at this time.

"I'll go see the scene. ”

Watson just stood outside the door of the room and glanced inside, and said with certainty, "There was once someone here who used supernatural powers, there is no doubt about it. ”

"Aha. Sir Bran smiled "so it was."

"But I don't know what it is, supernatural powers are really ......" Watson shrugged helplessly, the knowledge he had received from the hunter was not enough to discern a supernatural power he had never seen before.

"Then this is a murder of supernatural power, isn't it??an unprecedented mystery, without any clues, against the great detective Sherlock Holmes!" Sir Bran finally revealed, and Holmes was sure that he was a loyal reader of Watson.

"Most of them are right, except for one thing, not without any clues. ”

Holmes's remarks drew astonishment from everyone.

"Not here, though, thank you for your hospitality. ”

"You're welcome," said Sir Bran, though a little surprised, but not at all disappointed, "you'll be back here, right, and you'll have to tell me the answer when the time comes." ”

"Of course. ”

After Holmes finished speaking, he left with Watson.

The gentleman who brought him here said goodbye to the two outside: "I have done what needs to be done, and it is up to you to solve this mystery, I wish you all the best." ”

With that, he boarded the carriage and left, leaving Watson and Holmes standing together on the avenue by the river.

"Where are we going?"

Watson was still the same as before, ignorant of what Holmes was going to do, but absolutely supportive.

"Back on Baker Street, I need help from the Baker Street Squad. ”

Several explorers were walking along the river, laughing as they passed by the two men, talking loudly about the loss of something worth snatching from their owner.

"I don't know anything about that supernatural power. ”

In the carriage, Watson was still lamenting his powerlessness.

"You've solved a very critical problem. ”

Holmes looked calm, but deep down, a long-lost sense of excitement rose up in his heart, this was the real mystery he had been waiting for, a challenge worth taking.

"Long time no see, Watson. ”

"Ah, indeed," Watson smiled, "long time no see, Sherlock Holmes." ”