No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

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I don't have the extra energy to find some cats and dogs.

Yuan Tai touched his stomach and sighed:

"Conan, it's the fourth day, where is Jack the Ripper?"

There is no eel rice here, which makes him feel very boring.

"Damn, that is to say."

Mitsuhiko was very helpless, and followed the help:

"It's not a solution to stay here all the time. If the time is up, if you can't catch anyone, you will be out of the game."

Conan held his forehead with one hand and felt a real headache.

These elementary school students can't help, and they are good at complaining.

Rao is Sherlock Holmes's strong observation ability, and he went to the crime scene and still didn't gain anything.

Morgues were also visited, and no conclusive evidence could be found from the dead.

When Conan was devastated, he suddenly thought of Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

If it was Mr. Suzuki, what would he do in the face of such an unsolved case?

Will he... stay at the scene for a few minutes, and then directly identify the murderer?

Gee, how do you learn this?

Conan sighed and entered Sherlock Holmes's room.

Seeing him leisurely reading the newspaper, he couldn't help but ask:

"Sherlock, aren't you ready to deal with the Jack the Ripper case?"

"Who said that?"

Sherlock Holmes put down the morning paper, pointed to a piece of news, and tapped twice with his finger.

Immediately got up, ready to put on the coat to go out.

Conan took a closer look and read:

"Jack the Ripper Strikes Again!"When will the police bring serial killers to justice? 》

My God, he did it again.

The characteristics of the deceased were the same as before, and she was still a female worker in her 40s.

"Come on, John."

Sherlock Holmes put on his vest coat and brown top hat, and grinned at him:

"The pressure on the police station is very high right now, and Officer Lestrade must miss us a lot."

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(This paragraph is not worth the money: this chapter was 404, and it was released after it was changed.)

Chapter 335

"Come on, John."

Sherlock Holmes has an uninhibited sense of breaking through the shackles of the world.

In addition, he has the courage to break the rules, so he has a unique personality charm.

Conan put down the newspaper and went back to the living room:

"Xiao Lan, I'm going out with Sherlock. You stay at home and don't go out."

Now go to the scene of the crime, there are police guards, and there will be no safety accidents.

When Maurilan saw Sherlock Holmes, he did not call Conan directly:

"Okay, John, stay safe."

The two left Baker Street and went to the scene of the murder.

The location is also near Whitechapel, in a narrow alley near the dock.

When Sherlock Holmes arrived, there were many people watching the fun.

The messy footprints completely destroyed the scene.

When he saw Officer Lestrade, he waved with a smile on his face:

"Hey, did you find anything?"

Officer Lestrade had a cold face and glanced at Sherlock Holmes:

"No, see for yourself."

Sherlock and Conan approached the body and began to examine it.

The deceased was a woman in her 40s with heavy makeup on her face.

Similar to the previous victim's identity, it is suspected to be a pheasant working alone.

The corners of her mouth were cracked, and her nails were falling off. This was a physical change caused by long-term use of poison.

The woman lay on her side, blood dripping all over the floor.

The abdominal cavity was ripped open, and there were obvious signs of restraint on both hands.

It can be seen that the murderer suddenly attacked after asking her out.

When Holmes checked, he found suspicious footprints next to it.

However, there were many police officers walking around the scene, and it was not certain that the murderer had left it.

There were no surveillance cameras in London in 1888, and everything required questioning of witnesses.

If not, it will be quite difficult.

While checking, Holmes quietly took something from the female corpse.

Conan looked in his eyes with a surprised expression, but said nothing.

Seeing Holmes get up, Officer Lestrade asked,

"Sherlock, did you find anything?"

"No, you'd better block the scene next time, otherwise it will be difficult to extract useful information."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Lestrade had no expectations for this.

Seeing that Sherlock Holmes had no problem, he followed the traditional pattern and asked everyone around him.

See if anyone knew the deceased, or if there was anything unusual.

After Holmes said hello, he squeezed out of the crowd and left the dock.

Conan followed behind, his eyes flickering, and asked:

"Sherlock, what did you just take away?"

"Shh~"

Holmes drew him aside with a hissing gesture.

Then he took out an object from his arms and took the initiative to display it.

Conan took a closer look, but didn't react too much:

"Brooch? What are you doing with this?"

Holmes opened the flap of the brooch to reveal a pocket photo of the child:

"John, didn't you notice?"

"Found what?"

"The clothes on the deceased's body are loose and the size is not close to the body. It means that she does not live alone, this set is borrowed to attract customers. Come, smell this brooch, it has a special fragrance. You should be a bakery in Honghuashan, then The home baker, who used a special French spice, sage berretani. So, I can be sure that the deceased lived near Holborn Street,"

Conan's eyes lit up, and he was his idol.

Brilliant reasoning!

"Come on, John, and ask."

The two walked through the streets and came to Holborn Street.

Sherlock Holmes came to the residential area and knocked on the door of the outermost house.

"Dong dong."

After a while, the door opened slightly, revealing a gap the size of a palm.

The master saw the two inside and asked cautiously:

"Who?"

Holmes handed up the brooch and said:

"I want to find the owner of this thing, do you know me?"

The other party received it through the crack of the door, checked it and returned: