"I'm trying to find someone to pull him up!"

After a second round of complaints, Ma Wei entered the tall villa and walked through a corridor full of police officers and private guards to the master bedroom on the third floor.

The bedroom was crowded and crowded, and Baron Bill's wife and Sherlock Holmes stood at the front, looking at Baron Bill, who was lying under the bed, without the slightest aristocratic demeanor, and refused to move, very embarrassed and helpless.

"15 minutes to go! He's coming in 15 minutes!! ”

Baron Bill stared at his pocket watch with red eyes, his voice trembling and trembling.

He was going crazy with the Rose Thief.

The closer he got to the time on the notice, the more nervous he became.

"Father, look, he's like this, how do we work!"

Macmillan glanced at the bottom of the bed and sighed, "Isn't this an obstruction of official business!" ”

"It's a bit stupid, but it's a good idea." "Unless the Rose Thief can fetch things through the wall, he must pass Baron Bill's." ”

“.... Do you really think this method will stop the Rose Thief? ”

Macmillan's face was a little strange, indescribably weird.

"It's much smarter than the police inspector you put people in the yard.... Did you bring a watch? ”

"Brought it."

"What time is it?"

"Don't you have a watch, Father?"

Macmillan still took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "At 7:48, there are still 12 minutes left before the arrival of the Rose Thief." ”

Mavi nodded.

12 minutes, say not long, say short is not short.

The Rose Thief will keep his promise to steal the Blood Rose at 8 o'clock sharp, and he will not act rashly until then.

At this time, Holmes suddenly walked over: "Father, shall we go to the balcony for ventilation?" ”

This is obviously a lame excuse, it's raining heavily, it's pitch black, what's the wind?

But...

"Well, it just so happens that I feel stuffy in the house, too."

Pulling Yunia, Mavey walked towards the outside of the house, Macmillan also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Sherlock Holmes: "You have to stay, you can't live here without a commander." ”

"But... But it's still 12 minutes before the Rose Thief arrives! ”

"Time is fast, Macmillan." Sherlock Holmes stared into his friend's eyes and said expressionlessly, "You have always been strict in your work, and at such an important moment, you will definitely stay with your subordinates, right?" ”

Macmillan choked and had no choice but to compromise.

Because the windows of the master bedroom were all nailed with wooden planks, and there was no way to access the balcony, Mavi and Holmes went to the next room.

Cha!

The firelight illuminated Holmes' white, angular face, and after lighting the tobacco, he pushed the door open and stepped out onto the balcony, where he stood in the howling wind and looked out at the circus tent in front of him like a giant butter cake.

"The show is ongoing." He said: "There are 12 minutes left, and it's time for the magic show, when .... Levine Berger is going to take the stage. ”

"Now I finally understand why he founded the Sunshine Circus."

"Oh?" Ma Wei raised his eyebrows: "You might as well talk about it." ”

"It's very simple, the purpose of his establishment of the Sunshine Circus is to find a reason for himself to exonerate, in the perception of normal people, it is impossible for a performer to appear at the scene of the crime and on the performance stage at the same time, and 500 audience members can prove Levine Boger's guilt."

As soon as the smoke rose and was blown away by the wind, Holmes took two steps to the side, sat down in a chaise longue under the eaves, and said in a serious tone: "The information you got is correct, Macmillan has a problem." ”

On the carriage back to the city, Holmes noticed Mavi's abnormality, and even if it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to be suspicious.

Mavi leaned against the windowsill and asked Yunia to hide behind him so that her clothes would not get wet from the rain, and he asked with interest, "How are you sure?" ”

It was through the information transmitted by Xiao Hei that he judged Macmillan's identity, but Holmes didn't know this, he was a logical and meticulous person who would not jump to conclusions, and it was impossible to make such a firm conclusion based on Ma Wei's small hints.

"Surely you haven't read my article in the Times."

"New Ross City is a small place, and the Times is not very popular here." Mavey shrugged and admitted that he hadn't read the Sherlock Holmes article.

Sherlock Holmes said noncommittally: "Life is a great chain, and we can judge the whole by seeing one of its links, such as from a drop of water, a logician can infer the existence of the Atlantic Ocean or Niagara Falls, without having to see or hear them with his own eyes, which belongs to deductive analysis." ”

"Like any other discipline, acting analysis can only be mastered through long, patient and painstaking study, and I, Dilloc Holmes, am the master of logic and acting analysis."

"By looking at the details that are exposed by the objects I observe... For example, nails, cuffs, boots, pants, etc., you can judge where he went, what he engaged in, and what the overall environment of his residence was... It's much simpler than studying ethics and psychology. ”

"As for you, Father, unlike other fools, you should be able to understand what I'm talking about."

Ma Wei smiled, not a mockery, but a relief when he met someone who also had deep academic knowledge.

Dealing with smart people is simple.

"What you are talking about is only the most basic external observation and analysis, judging by the clues left by the observed object in daily activities, in addition to the more advanced psychological analysis."

After a slight pause, Ma Wei added, "But I think Mr. Holmes, you have already mastered psychoanalysis. ”

"That's right, I can probe a person's innermost thoughts based on their momentary expressions, muscle movements, and eye movements."

Sherlock Holmes took a drag on his cigarette: "I am not stupid enough to hype up these theories, because in the eyes of most people it is unbelievable and unreasonable, no different from witchcraft, and even more so that they think I am the embodiment of demons, and you know that demons have always been demagogues." ”

"What's so bad about demons?" Ma Wei sneered: "People prayed to it, willingly paid the price, in exchange for the equivalent power agreed by both sides, it was a fair and just deal, no one forced anyone, did it?" ”

"There are always some people who like to make excuses for their mistakes and throw the black cauldron on others, as if they can prove that they are innocent white lotus! Obviously, the devil is the most innocent party, okay! ”

"You're out of shape." Sherlock Holmes said lightly, "You seem to have some opinions about the world's opinion of demons. ”

"Just a little complaint..."

Ma Wei knocked on his faintly swollen head: "I don't like vexatious people very much, the more ignorant they are, the more they have an inexplicable courage... It's just unreasonable. ”

"What are you going to do with the Rose Thief?"

Holmes finally got back to the point: "Now that he's identified, why don't you catch him?" ”

"It's not time yet."

The cold rain touched his face, and Ma Wei looked at the black and oppressive sky above him, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

"Doing it now won't achieve my goal."

"You want to wait for the Rose Thief to steal the Blood Rose before you catch him?"

"It's human nature, Mr. Holmes."

Ma Wei said softly: "If you want to climb up, you have to know when to do something. ”