The man who rushed in did not look like a staff member of the Life Science Institute, because he was not wearing a work uniform, but a very quaint waiter's costume, and he was also a little old, estimated to be sixty years old, but fortunately, his body was straight, and his hair, sleeves, and bow tie were all meticulously cared for, and he looked very dignified.

At this moment, most people in the venue were still wondering about the name of the private detective who was pronounced at the end, and they were even more puzzled when they saw the old man running in.

It's a housekeeper

But why did a butler come to the stage?

Also, why did this guy look for that private investigator?

Of course, there are some people who are with Sherlock who are thinking about another, more likely development, that is, is this guy cheating, or buying some insider, and now the matter is exposed?

"Mr. Sander, what's wrong?"

Ms. Clairson, who was the manager of a department, saw the housekeeper running up, and did not feel displeased with his behavior as expected, let alone scolded, but looked extremely respectful, and even saw the other party in a hurry, she also seemed a little flustered.

And at this moment, in the crowd in the venue, it seemed that a few people suddenly thought of something, and their mouths grew up in surprise.

Because they finally remembered who the old man on the stage was.

Although this person is not a staff member of the Academy of Life Sciences, he has appeared in many scientific magazines and even appeared on the cover. Because he is the butler of the dean of the School of Life Sciences, and Professor Darwin has great trust in this butler, and even mentioned in a certain newspaper that the other party had saved his life, and the two have long been separated from the master-servant relationship in the past few decades, and it should be more of that kind of old friend.

That's when it happened

"It's me."

In the crowd, a not-so-loud voice rang out, and then a man stood up.

All of a sudden, almost all eyes were drawn over, including Mr. Sander, who, of course, did not say much, but almost immediately came to Sherlock at a trot, and then put one hand on his shoulder, and bowed very politely:

"Hello Mr. Holmes, my name is Sander, and I'm Charles. Mr. Darwin's butler, could you please come with me? ”

"Of course, but"

But before he could ask what he was going to do, Mr. Sander immediately made a gesture of please, bowed slightly, and said, "Mademoiselle wants to see you." ”

It was such a simple conversation, and the two quickly left the venue, leaving only a group of stunned people, completely unaware of what was going on.

Why did you leave halfway?

Who is the young lady? Could it be.?

Waves of doubts and shocks made the minds of the people around them not turn their minds.

Oh, by the way, as he left the venue, Butler Sander seemed to be signaling something to Ms. Clairson on stage.

Anyway, after the two left, the discussion in the room gradually became louder, until one person suddenly remembered that the meeting did not seem to be over, immediately got up, politely introduced himself and asked:

"Didn't you say before this assessment that you want to screen out a special candidate, may I ask?"

Ms. Clareson looked at the man

Slowly lean closer to the microphone

"Obviously, it's Sherlock. Mr. Holmes. ”

The chatter below suddenly stopped, but the next second, it was immediately set off again, and it became even more noisy.

In fact, if you think about all the things just now, this answer can indeed be regarded as 'obvious', but the shock given to everyone is really difficult to digest.

For example, the group of people in the courtroom, none of them knew what kind of expression to put on, they could only look at each other, looking dazed and frightened.

"Damn, I explained the test rules to him yesterday."

"But who would have thought that guy would be such a tough character?"

"Yes, why would such a person be a private detective and come to the trial court to report his name, and a lot of people rush to ask for it?"

As soon as he said this, all of a sudden, the eyes of several people were focused on Hopkins, and they found that at this moment, he did not put on a surprised look, but smiled slightly, as if he had already accepted all this.

It was only then that the people around him finally realized why he had made a gesture to that person yesterday, and had always maintained a very high opinion of him.

It turned out that at that time, he had already seen that person was extraordinary.

At this point, I couldn't help but admire, Mr. Hopkins, really deserves to be a rare genius in the adjudication department.

In the hallway, Steward Sander and Sherlock walked briskly.

As he walked forward, he looked sideways more than once at the man beside him, who didn't look special.

Dressed modestly, he doesn't seem to pay much attention to his image, he has no professional training, he doesn't hold any position in the Holy See, and he is not a government official or a private detective.

And this is such a person who actually unlocked that password!

This really answered the comment on the phone

Incredible!

In fact, at first, Maud didn't think that adding the safe password to the temporary test was a viable solution.

But I couldn't stand the insistence of the young lady.

The old dean only has such a daughter, and since his death, this eldest lady, who is usually stubborn and runs away from home from time to time, has been extremely stubborn and insists that the old dean's death is deliberately done.

When the only relative died, the young lady would fall into extreme grief, which was also human nature, and Steward Maud didn't want to believe that the old professor really died like this, and the most powerful founder of biology in the entire empire, the dean of the School of Life Sciences, died so easily and hastily in front of him.

But at that time, nearly 100 people witnessed all this, and the old professor died in an accident.

Well, it was useless to say more, for the young lady did not seem to believe in this fact, and she seemed to be caught in some kind of obsession, trying to find out who had killed her father.

He even spared no expense in mobilizing his enormous human resources to select the best people throughout the empire to investigate this 'non-existent murder'.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is more or less nonsense, but on the contrary, her words must still be taken seriously.

Because of the sudden death of the old dean, there was no time to make a will, which led to the fact that some of the resources he held during his lifetime were naturally passed on to his next generation. Including 51% ownership of the School of Life Sciences.

Of course, his daughter is not a scientific research scholar, so if you use some behind-the-scenes means, you can quietly elevate it, and even force it to divide its ownership, but there are too many older generation researchers in the Academy of Life Sciences, and they have followed the old dean for decades, and finally have the glory of the Academy of Life Sciences today, so this group of people is almost stubborn that if the highest voice of the Academy of Sciences falls into the hands of 'outsiders', it will have a feeling of separation.

This makes it very difficult to get the girl in the air.

The most important thing is that because of the sudden death of Professor Darwin, many important documents in his possession are missing, and the only person who knows where these things are should be his only daughter.

In short, now in the entire Academy of Sciences, it is really a woman who is less than thirty years old who has the right to speak, but fortunately, she knows that she is not good at scientific research or management, so she has not been involved in anything related to the internal affairs of the Academy of Sciences.

The only thing she insisted on was. Catch your father's killer!

Finally, after leaving Administration Building No. 7, the old butler took Sherlock on a steam locomotive, a modes of transportation that is not very common in normal urban areas, and quite popular in the Academy of Life Sciences, after all, time is money here.

After another ten minutes of travel, the car finally stopped in front of a two-storey villa that didn't look too big, and even a little old.

The butler took Sherlock out of the car

"This is Charles. Professor Darwin. That is, the home of the dean of the Academy of Life Sciences. He said calmly, "Now, I want to tell you something that may surprise you greatly, this happened three months ago, but it has not yet been announced to the outside world. ”

After speaking, the old butler paused, as if to give the detective in front of him a time for psychological construction.

Then he slowly spoke:

"Professor Darwin is dead."

"What.?"

If there was anyone in the world who knew about this news, Sherlock was one of them, but he still had to pretend to be very surprised, because he was a private detective, and it would be too much to say if he knew such a thing.

"I know it's shocking, but it's true." The old butler said: "And now the owner of this villa is Professor Darwin's daughter, and she is in it at the moment, as for why you were called, and the reason for this test, I think you are more than willing to listen to her herself." ”

With that, Old Maude's butler pushed open the door of the villa and motioned for Sherlock to follow.

Next, led by him, Sherlock made his way to the second floor, where he stopped in front of a study and waited for the butler to knock on the door:

"Mademoiselle, Mr. Sherlock is here."

"Come in."

A voice rang out.

The old butler pushed open the door and made a gesture of please.

So Sherlock walked into the study, then looked at the familiar figure on the chair, and said lightly:

"It's been a long time, oh, it doesn't seem to be long."

"You don't seem surprised."

"yes." Sherlock walked over and sat down in another chair: "So let's skip the self-introduction and polite part and get straight to the point."

(End of chapter)