[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Wensti was arrested as a suspect for the second time, and it had been five years since she was arrested last time. She had changed from a minor to an adult, and she could not be detained in a juvenile education center.

There were two police officers sitting in front of her, and they kept reminding her of what happened from yesterday afternoon to this morning.

Winsty had already explained everything she remembered: yesterday afternoon when she came to deliver desserts to the guests, she was attacked by a big masked man and passed out.When she woke up, she found that she was in the studio of the deceased Hank. Hanke was the young master of the family, and she was accompanied by the housekeeper of the family and the deceased Hank. It was already late at this time, and the surrounding Total darkness.

They tried many times, but the door couldn't be opened. The housekeeper suggested to wait for the next day's rescue, because the driver would arrive around eight o'clock the next day and drive to pick up the host's family who was on vacation.But they were afraid of being attacked again, so they locked the door of the house, so that they could not go out, and people outside could not come in.

When it dawned the next day, Hank was found dead with a dagger stuck in his heart.

"Didn't you lie?" The police officer had a serious face and recorded what she said sentence by sentence.

Winsty nodded.

The police detective walked out with the notebook between his hands, and checked the statements of the two suspects with the police detective who was questioning the butler on the other side, and what they said was consistent.

"Then, it is preliminarily determined that the deceased committed suicide." Detective Anderson said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deep voice. This was the voice Anderson hated the most in his life. It wasn't that the voice was unpleasant, but that the speaker always had three points of sarcasm hidden in his words, which made people feel harsh.

"Merry Christmas Eve, everyone."

Anderson gritted his teeth. Why did that freak on Baker Street who always mispronounced his name appear at this time?

He seemed in good spirits, and it wasn't Christmas Eve.

Anderson asked, "Why are you here?"

"Andre, 23 days have passed, and your IQ has not increased at all. You'd better get rid of your alcoholism, otherwise it will further lower your low IQ. As for why I am here, of course it is There's something going on that interests me, I hear there's been a murder in the West End."

That's why Sherlock called today Christmas Eve, his mind hasn't been active for 23 days.

Anderson felt that once he saw Sherlock, he would lose a year of his life. He didn't know why Sherlock got the news so quickly, even though the news was not broadcast.

"It's not a murder case. It's preliminarily determined that the deceased committed suicide." Anderson was a little proud, and he solved the case before Sherlock.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but he didn't say anything doubtful, but the word "distrust" was written in his eyes brightly.

Anderson said, "You can go back."

Anderson thought that Sherlock would find an excuse to stay, but he didn't expect that after he said this, Sherlock really left obediently. Anderson found it incredible, and even asked his colleagues around him, did the sun come out from the west?

Anderson was in a good mood and drove Sherlock away for himself, but this good mood didn't last long, and he came back after a while.

"Why are you back again?"

Sherlock did not answer his question, but directly gave a conclusion: "The deceased did not commit suicide, but died at the hands of others. This is a murder case."

Anderson didn't just judge the deceased as a suicide based on the testimony of the housekeeper and Wensty, but had evidence that could be obtained. The dagger stuck in the chest of the deceased was kept as evidence, and it was handed over to the relevant department for inspection from the very beginning. Fingerprints of a deceased person.

How did Sherlock judge Hank's murder?

Sherlock stared into Anderson's eyes, his eyes were full of confidence, like a bright light, forcing Anderson to doubt his statement a little.

"On what basis do you judge that the deceased died of suicide?"

"Because he only has a wound in his chest," said Sherlock.

"So," Anderson asked, "he only has a wound on his chest, what does it matter if he committed suicide?"

Sherlock looked at Anderson as if to say: His goldfish's mind is really full of water.

Sherlock thought of an idea, and easily saw the dead Hank's body.After careful observation, the deceased only had a wound on the heart, which was the same size and shape as the dagger.However, when a person commits suicide, it is impossible to pierce through it at once. Instead, he will pause for a while, and then use force. Usually, some small trauma will be left around, and the deceased is delicate and weak. If he wants to commit suicide, why choose such a method? A painful way to die?

So the deceased must not have committed suicide.

It can only be a murder.

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Wensty didn't expect that the place where she and Sherlock sat face to face for the first time was actually in the interrogation room.

And he is the suspect, he is the interrogator.

During the long search for Sherlock, Wensty thought about asking him why he opened the Book of the Dead and let the ancient undead come out to do harm to the world.

In her original conception, their identities were reversed at this moment.

He was sitting on the chair opposite, staring at her with those light blue eyes that were as sharp as a sword, and he didn't say a word of nonsense, just straight to the point: "Usually, the delivery team is responsible for the desserts delivered to the deceased's home. Why did you deliver the dessert yourself this time?"

"I'm interested in his tastes," Winsty said. "He's been ordering for a month, and every time he asks for mustard in the tart."

Very strange taste.

Last night, they couldn't unlock the room, so when they were sitting on the ground chatting to adjust their mood, she asked Hank why he likes to add mustard to egg tarts, obviously sweetness and mustard taste are not related.

Hank thought for a while and replied: Because I like it.

"That's all?"

Winsty thought for a while, and added: "The sunshine yesterday was very good, I want to go out for a walk."

The police officers who were watching felt that these two reasons were completely illogical, but they couldn’t make a mistake. Sometimes people’s temporary thoughts cannot be measured by logic, and the most logical person in the room didn’t question them, so they also Observe, record, and ask questions peacefully, and don't want to end up with the same treatment as Anderson.

Anderson was "deprived" by Sherlock of the opportunity to participate in the interrogation on the grounds that he had lowered the IQ of the entire Scotland Yard.

Sherlock flipped through the previous transcript: "How tall is the man who attacked you?"

Winsty thought about it for a while: "It's about a head taller than me, and it's very burly."

Sherlock didn't ask any more, he seemed to be thinking, and there was a few minutes of silence in the room.

The police officer who was watching felt that the scene could not be kept quiet like this, so he took Sherlock's job and started asking: "Did you hear anything last night?"

Wensti shook her head, she didn't hear anything last night, and she spent the whole night without even realizing it.

"The three of you were not far apart last night," the officer asked, "and you couldn't hear anything?"

"I really didn't hear anything," replied Winsty.

The police officer didn't believe what Wensty said in his heart. According to what Wensty and the housekeeper said, the door of the studio was locked from the inside, and people from outside couldn't get in at all, so it must be one of the two people in the house who murdered Han. gram.If the murderer is either Winsty or the butler, and the three of them are not far away, it doesn't make sense that one side has started, but the other side can't hear any sound—after Sherlock deduces that Hank didn't die by suicide , the rest of the police officers took this as a murder case in a secret room.

The police officer showed distrust clearly on his face, and Winsty hated this suspicious look. She glanced at Sherlock on the other chair, who had already sunk into his own world.

"You guys had an exchange last night. How is the relationship between the other suspect and the deceased?"

Winsty understood that Hank's death was unclear, and she and the housekeeper had been included in the murderer's list.She is not the murderer, so the murderer is very likely to be the housekeeper, but recalling carefully, the housekeeper and Hank got along very harmoniously last night, and the housekeeper had no motive for killing.

Winsty replied honestly: "They get along very well."

Sherlock, who was sunk in his own world, withdrew from his personal world and glanced at her.

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