Professor Myers is dead.

Song Lan inquired about the location of the incident, it was at Professor Myers's own residence, according to the teaching assistant, the professor returned to the apartment alone after class, and when he went to the professor in the evening to discuss the content of the next week's lecture, he found the professor's body.

"I think one of us must have a broom star constitution."

"It's not us, it's you."

Lu Xiang didn't think about it, when Song Lan went to the town on a business trip, she used the control variable method to come to the conclusion, and in that week, the law enforcement department did not encounter any major cases, but there were problems in the town one after another.

She is very sure that Song Lan is a person with the physique of a detective.

Song Lan was speechless.

Any argument pales in the face of ironclad facts.

After a moment of silence, he said, "But this time it was Professor Myers who died, don't hold back what you want to say, you can talk to me." ”

From Lu Xiang's description of Professor Myers, it can be seen that she has always respected this old gentleman very much, and after learning of the professor's death, he has made preparations to help Lu Xiang with psychological counseling.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Lu Xiang's tone was as calm as ever, "Let's go, let's go to the professor's residence to have a look." ”

As a law enforcer, all she can do for her professor is to find the killer and bring him to justice.

However, this idea was also dispelled when the two arrived at the professor's residence, because the person in charge of investigating the case had already reached a conclusion before they arrived.

Professor Myers committed suicide.

There was no sign of a struggle in the room, and there was no sign of an encounter, and this afternoon the professor simply returned to his lodgings as usual, locked the door, and sat down at the desk facing the door.

Books on psychic studies are piled up on the desk, as well as news in the field.

In the right-hand drawer of the desk, there was an old-fashioned silenced pistol, apparently because the professor didn't want to kill himself by swallowing the gun.

The suicide note on the desk was stained with splashes of blood, and the teaching assistant confirmed that it was indeed Professor Myers's notes.

Judging from the content of the suicide note, Professor Myers had already had suicidal thoughts, and he has never been able to get out of the events of that year.

From the point of view of forensics, the professor was well-motivated, and remorse and self-reproach tormented him all these years.

In addition to various news and research books, there is a clear plastic basket filled with glass marbles, which Professor Myers habited, in the words of his teaching assistant, who always held the glass beads in his hand and gazed at the texture as he pondered.

After Lu Xiang learned about the situation at the scene, he basically came to the conclusion of suicide.

However, she deduced the most important conclusion of suicide, and she did not tell Song Lan.

And at this moment, the "detective" in charge of investigating the case also finished searching the bedroom and walked out.

"Lu Xiang, it's a pity, I didn't expect us to meet in such a way in the end."

The one who came was a tall, thin man.

Dressed in a familiar retro-style black trench coat and wearing a top hat, at first glance it looks like a detective from the Middle Ages.

The man's left eye was equipped with an obvious mechanical eye, and he was talking to Lu Xiang, but the mechanical eye was constantly scanning Song Lan, and there was a subtle sound of the shaft wheel turning, he took a few steps forward and stretched out his metal right hand with a smile.

His body has undergone highly prosthetic modifications, but all of them look like the technological immaturity of twenty or thirty years ago, and they are characterized by leaving extremely vivid marks on the human body, making them look more like a machine than a android.

"Fortunately."

After greeting Lu Xiang, the man deliberately came to Song Lan again, showing great curiosity about him, "Presumably you are the famous Mr. Holmes." ”

"Song Lan."

While shaking hands, Song Lan corrected.

"Mr. Song Lan, in fact, I think it is very obvious from the perspective of the environment of the scene."

Then, the unknown "medieval detective" strode to the desk, "According to the autopsy report, the time of Professor Myers' death was 18:13 this afternoon, less than 20 minutes after the end of the psychic theory class, during which the surveillance video showed that no one had ever visited the deceased, and at 21:31, the teaching assistant came to the deceased's apartment to discuss the content of the lecture with the deceased and found the body.

In addition to the deceased's long-term mental state and the various clues left at the scene, the surveillance of the apartment building and the confessions of the guards all corroborate that Professor Myers could no longer bear the torture in his heart and chose to end his life with a silenced pistol that had been prepared for a long time...... Do you have different views on this? ”

"Not yet."

Lu Xiang said that there is nothing missing in this case in terms of motive or evidence chain, and any investigator who has come to the scene will come to the same conclusion.

"But why today?"

The teaching assistant, whose eyes were red and swollen, couldn't help but ask, Professor Myers was the person he respected the most, and for him, the professor was not only his boss, but also his life mentor.

"Coincidence."

"The Medieval Detective," said the "Medieval Detective," straightened his top hat with his right hand in black leather gloves, "For a man with long-term psychological problems, he would choose to end his life on any given day, and whether or not he was stimulated by the outside world, or whether something awakened his painful memories, is not enough to change the conclusion of suicide." ”

He pointed to something.

When he spoke to the teaching assistant, the mechanical eye was still on Song Lan, and it was obvious that he had heard about what happened in class.

"It's a shame that not everyone has the courage to face their past."

This sentence not only seems to be comforting the teaching assistant, but also seems to be specially said to Song Lan.

"Since it has been determined that it is a suicide, there is no need for the Abnormal Case Investigation Bureau to intervene."

Lu Xiang interrupted the conversation between the detective and Song Lan, and she recognized his identity from the emblem on the other party's brooch, or rather, this person had no intention of hiding his identity from the beginning.

But she didn't know anything about the man in front of her other than where she belonged.

"Of course."

The man nodded and said, "This is my personal behavior, it has nothing to do with the Bureau of Investigation, and now that I have reached a conclusion, I will leave soon." ”

It is not uncommon for people to choose suicide because it is difficult to face the past, and it is naturally not enough to attract the attention of the Abnormal Cases Investigation Bureau.

However, he knew very well that once the news of Professor Myers' death spread, Lu Xiang would definitely come here as soon as possible.

Through this case, it can be used as an opportunity for them to meet.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot to introduce myself."

The "medieval detective" suddenly remembered something, and when he was about to pass by Lu Xiang and Song Lan, he stopped just right.

He deliberately lowered his voice, looking at Lu Xiang with one eye, and the other mechanical eye was still persistently observing Song Lan's reaction.

Since the first time they met, Song Lan realized that this person did not match him.

- "My name is Angray Safron and I'm a detective. ”

Thanks to the Coke Race for the 1,500 starting coins!

Thanks to the garlic baby cabbage for the 100 starting coins!

(End of chapter)