"My own hands?"

This time, Hopkins really didn't follow Sherlock's train of thought, he even looked at his hands, of course, at this time, he was holding the steering wheel.

"It's certainly not a steering wheel." At this time, Sherlock even joked, "It's the file I gave you." ”

"Dossier?"

"Yes, three days ago, Captain Gregerson found the third deceased, the stage actor who hid alone, so can you repeat again, where is the scene of the crime?"

"In an apartment building in a slum in the lower city."

Hopkins frowned, he seemed to sense something not quite right from the other party's tone, but he had always said so, and it was naturally impossible to change it temporarily, besides, he didn't understand where his feeling that something was wrong came from.

"Heh, I guess you also noticed that something was wrong, so you might as well take a look at the case file yourself."

Hopkins reached out in confusion and pulled out the last case record from the stack of case files on the co-pilot.

The entire team was transferred from the villa, so naturally these documents related to the case needed to be taken with them.

He was still driving, but fortunately, as a third-order contractor, this level of single-mindedness could still be achieved, so while controlling the steering wheel, he took the case file out of the file bag, and then flipped through it a few times.

And when you see the column of the address where the murder occurred

At this moment, he was stunned.

The muscles of the whole body twitched subconsciously, and a certain nerve in the brain suddenly spasmed, which seemed to bring bursts of pain.

Because on the case file, on the address bar that says the scene of the murder, it is the unfinished building on the street at No. 113 in Upper London!

Hopkins' whole body fell into a kind of dazed at this moment, and he seemed to be a little confused.

In fact, at this time, it is a very dangerous thing for a driver to show this state of confusion, but fortunately, there is no one on the road at this time, and he has been walking in a straight line.

Therefore, Hopkins drove forward silently, and the whole person seemed to turn into a sculpture.

But Sherlock didn't seem to want to give him any chance to soothe his emotions, and continued to ask extremely ruthlessly:

"Looks like you didn't read the case report carefully. Why do you, who have always been very attentive to the case, not care much about this case?

And, Mr. Hopkins, why did you say from the very beginning that the deceased died in an apartment in a slum in Lower London? ”

“.” Hopkins could not answer the question and remained silent.

"What, isn't it still a little unresponsive? Alright then, I'll help you with that

Because, before Captain Gregerson found the deceased, you had already found the hiding place of the deceased, you knew the cause of the deceased's death and the circumstances of his death, and you thought you had seen the scene, and of course you didn't have to bother looking at the written descriptions.

It's just that the place where the crime happened is in an apartment building in Lower London. ”

Sherlock replied intimately:

"It's a little more clear.

That is, in fact, the day before the banker's death, you had already discovered the hiding place of the deceased, and at that time, you wanted to kill the other party, but you found that the other party was once again inexplicably abused and killed by another person.

Moreover, the method of killing was also nailed behind the door, but at that time, the door was open and did not form a secret room.

Oh, I'm not quite right, because at that time, the beauty was not dead, and the iron nails on her chest penetrated through her stomach, and a large amount of gastric acid penetrated into the chest cavity, accompanied by constant hemothorax, the pressure of the respiratory tract, and the pain of suffocation, pain, and the acidic cautery of gastric juice and bile.

Of course, you didn't save her, but you thought that her killer might not have gone too far, so you let the beautiful lady continue to suffer miserably, and then left on your own, trying to find the guy who had been executing people before you, and asking him why he did it.

So, when Gregerson finds the body of the deceased a few days later and describes the deceased's death to you, you must have a preconceived notion that the deceased is still in that slum apartment

But you never imagined that, in fact, the day after you left, I rented a horse-drawn carriage and drove it myself, carrying the body of the deceased all the way to an unfinished building in Uptown, and recreating the whole scene in the same way as before. ”

Sherlock spoke so quickly that Nightingale couldn't keep up with him.

In fact, if someone else listens to it, even if you keep up with the speed of speech, your mind will be full of question marks. Who would drag the corpse after killing someone, change to another place, and re-simulate the murder scene!

However, it is this blind spot of inertia in thinking that allows Hopkins to dig a big hole for himself that he can't climb out.

"How did Lestrade find the hiding place of the deceased?" Sherlock said: "At that time, he said that he had found a merchant who bought demonic sedatives, and then said that the man happened to have seen the stage play performed by the deceased, so he was impressed by it, so he followed the delivery route to find the location of the deceased.

In fact, the owner of the demonic tranquilizer did not know the deceased at all, and he had never seen a stage play in his life.

I paid £5 in advance for him to say this, so that Lestrade could find the dead at the right time."

Sherlock finished.

But Hopkins didn't respond, and he continued to drive the car very steadily.

Sherlock didn't rush him, just lowered his eyes slightly, and his tongue slowly licked something in his mouth, which should have sprouted some addiction to smoking, but in this closed carriage, and Miss Nightingale sat next to him, he could only dispel the idea of smoking.

In other words, a guy like him, who has no quality, is quite considerate of other people's feelings when it comes to smoking-related matters

"Actually, a year ago, I was a judge who regarded the Imperial Code as the most sacred thing in the world."

Hopkins suddenly spoke:

"I have sworn to the Light that I will respect the laws of the Empire for the rest of my life, and that I will not violate the laws of the Empire for the rest of my life. At that time, I could memorize every word on every page, every line and every page of the entire code.

I thought I'd go on like that forever.

Until you hand me over the evidence of Augustine the Great's involvement in the massacre of London citizens.

I'm just starting to find out. It seems that the Imperial Code is not what I thought it was.

Do you remember, during that time, I and everyone in the Third Division of the Inquisition Division I was subjected to, and we were taken to a church en masse, where we were locked up for a month without stepping out of the church door.

Then I heard about a man who rushed into the ancient Roman city like a madman.

I knew it was you, and at the time, I thought you were a complete lunatic.

But

I realize, I really envy you."

(End of chapter)