"Mr. Jacob, how long has your conflict with the deceased lasted?"

In the dark room, Holmes sat opposite the No. 1 suspect, Jacob Valentine, with a kerosene lamp on the table in the middle, the flickering flames illuminating his angular face, and a panicked figure reflected in the gray pupils.

"Almost.... It's been almost half a year..."

Jacob put his hands on his knees stiffly, his eyes always unconsciously glanced at the corpse on the side, and said with a pale face: "I'm not a murderer... No matter how much I hate Maggie Chrissy, I won't kill her! ”

"Why?"

Sherlock Holmes bit his pipe and stared at him intently: "The dead person is the biggest stumbling block on your path to love, as long as you get rid of her, no one can stop you..."

"She's Miss Maggie's master!" Jacob stiffened his neck and exclaimed, "Anyway, she is also Miss Maggie's benefactor, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have met Miss Maggie!" Killing her will make Miss Maggie sad! ”

“......”

There was silence in the room, and no one could understand Jacob Valentine's inner thoughts, but the reason he gave....

It's so abundant.

Rao is a well-informed Sherlock Holmes, and he can't find anything to refute at this moment.

"As a neighbor, how much do you know about Giuseppe Díaz, the tenant who rented the deceased's house?"

"He is a very professional pharmacist, works at the pharmacy on Ross Avenue, has lived in Maggie Chrissy's house for more than a year, pays rent on time, leaves early and returns late, never takes women home, and is a qualified tenant." "Maggie Chrissy had a headache and he helped prepare the medicine when she had a seizure," Jacob said. ”

"What kind of medicine did he make for the deceased?"

"Coca, Ino Fruit Salt, and Trimanin, which Giuseppe Díaz prepared for her when I was arguing with Maggie Chrissy not long ago, and she had a headache."

Hearing this....

Ma Wei, who was standing near the door, couldn't help but turn his head sideways, looked at the corpse on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What coca wine, which sounds lofty, is actually brandy with cocaine added ....

Enox fruit salt is a laxative, and chlorethoxine is a mixture of chloroform and morphine.

Cocaine, laxatives, narcotics, morphine....

Take these four things together, not to mention headaches, even if you break an arm, you can still jump around!

Specialized?

Ma Wei doesn't think so.

"Why did the deceased drive Giuseppe Díaz out?" Holmes continued, "Since Giuseppe was a qualified tenant, the deceased must have wished he had stayed. ”

"I don't know...."

Jacob shook his head: "The neighbors on the street are confused and can't figure out why. ”

"Because... Because mom is going to sell the house...."

The little girl sitting next to her suddenly spoke: "Mom is going to marry a baron, so I want to sell the house and hide the money before I get married..."

"A wise decision." Sherlock Holmes said, "But it takes time to sell a house, so why should your mother be in such a hurry?" ”

The little girl hugged Pipsqueak tightly and stopped talking.

"I see..."

Sherlock Holmes smiled and looked at Inspector Macmillan, "Please help me call Giuseppe Dias." ”

"Okay."

"Dad, why didn't he continue to interrogate?"

Yunia didn't pay attention to the monster on the corpse, she was more interested in Holmes's reasoning, and when she heard the other party suddenly change the target of the interrogation, she couldn't help but ask, "Is Mr. Jacob not suspicious?" ”

"He already knows who the prisoner is." "Pharmacist is a very lucrative profession, and Giuseppe Díaz has the financial resources to settle in a wealthy area, but for a year he has always chosen to stay in South Street, where the living environment is poor, for the reason that is intriguing. ”

"Why?" When Inspector Macmillan heard Marvey's voice, he turned around and asked in surprise, "What is the reason?" ”

"What else can the reason be, it's nothing more than that little thing between men and women."

“.... Since you know such important information that Madame Maggie and Giuseppe Díaz are having an affair, why didn't you just say it? ”

With a frown, Inspector Macmillan was a little angry.

"I deduced it from what Sherlock Holmes had just said, and before that, I didn't know who Lady Maggie was having an affair with." Ma Wei looked innocent: "You think to yourself, Madame Maggie sold the house because she wanted to marry the baron, but she has plenty of time and does not need to rush to evict the tenants, which can be concluded from the fact that she published a new rental information in the newspaper." ”

"When she has plenty of time, why would she want to evict a reputable tenant who pays rent on time?"

"The reason is simple, Madame Maggie does not want the matter between herself and the tenant to be exposed, so she is in a hurry to get rid of Giuseppe Dias, but she is reluctant to let the room vacant, so she chooses to continue renting, wanting to make a small profit before the house is sold."

"Oh!"

Inspector Macmillan's eyes lit up, and he uttered the same voice as Sherlock Holmes: "I see! No wonder Giuseppe Díaz wanted to kill Madame Maggie! He must have hated the dead! ”

"Who said the murderer was Giuseppe Díaz?" Ma Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a strange expression: "Can you not make up your mind?" ”

"Obviously you just said..."

"What did I say?"

"You said they had an affair...."

"Does having an affair mean that it must be a murderer?" Ma Wei rolled his eyes: "This case is not as simple as you think, there is a deeper conspiracy behind it... I really don't know how you became a police inspector, and I can't even understand the simplest logic. ”

As soon as his breath stagnated, Inspector Macmillan's face gradually turned red, and he wanted to refute but felt a sense of weakness.

There aren't many people who can choke him so much that he can't speak, and Dilloc Holmes is one, now....

One more.

Soon, Giuseppe Dias, who was staying in the kitchen, came to the living room, he sat down in Jacob's place just now, and asked first: "Are you Dillochine Holmes, the most famous private detective in the royal capital?" ”

"It's me."

"What are you doing in New Ross City?"

"No comment." Sherlock Holmes took a puff of his cigarette and cocked Erlang's legs: "Do you have any questions?" ”

"I'm not a murderer."

"Until the truth is revealed, the prisoner will never admit his guilt... Whew, but you're right, it's not you who is the real culprit. ”

Giuseppe Díaz raised his head, met Holmes' eyes, and after a while, looked away and looked at the corpse, a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Then can I go?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet."

Sherlock Holmes slammed the ash on the table and said slowly, "You hate Maggie Chrissy because she betrayed you, betrayed the oath she made when she was entangled with you. ”

“......”

"Every night she dresses up in fancy ways, uses your money to buy the most flamboyant dresses, goes to the balls of the nobles, drinks expensive champagne, laughs with the so-called elites, and constantly shows off her beauty, just to find her next husband."

“......”

Sherlock Holmes's voice was calm, as if to say a trivial matter: "By contrast, you, who wait for her to come home every night when she is drunk, are like a dog, a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy, begging for her to turn her back with loyalty." ”

"Enough! That's enough! That's enough!!! ”

Giuseppe Díaz, who could have remained calm, screamed hysterically, punched the table, his eyes were red, he was panting, and he almost gritted his teeth: "I killed her, so what?!" She's damned! She's damned!! ”

"Can any of you understand how I feel?!"

He looked around with scarlet eyes, and his voice became sharp and piercing with excitement: "I gave everything to pursue her, but she treated me like a family dog who came and went at a moment's notice!" I gave her all the money in the hope that she would let go of her unrealistic illusions and live a good life with me, what did I do wrong? Why would she do this to me?! ”

"Father! You tell me, am I wrong?! ”

"Of course you're wrong."

In the eyes of everyone, the only priest on the scene, Ma Wei, said softly: "You should not trust someone who treats promises like dung, especially when you know the character of the other person." ”

Giuseppe Díaz was stunned, his irritable mood slowly subsided, and he nodded and said: "You're right, I should have left her earlier, thank you for your advice, in order to thank you...."

He took out a dirty glass bottle with intricate patterns engraved on the bottom and looked like a magic circle, and said with a smile, "I will make your death less painful, dear priest." ”