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

Sherlock's words shifted the focus of everyone's attention from him to Winsty.

Winsty replied, "It's probably a little clearer."

In fact, she didn't fully understand it, just opened a small opening in the complete mystery, but Sherlock's eyes stayed on her. If Wensty understood correctly, he was waiting for her to tell the next reasoning process.

"Actually, I only want to understand part of it. If I'm wrong, please forgive me."

"No," Sherlock said. He didn't mean that Winsty must be right, but he wanted to express, "You can understand a part of it, which is more than 90.00% of the people in this room. Others need to be forgiven."

Wensty was puzzled. There was really no need to go through a lot of trouble to get her to come and kill Sherlock Holmes. It was already a miracle in the world that he was able to live in peace and health until now.

Wensty began to express her thoughts. When she woke up last night, she wanted to open the door, but was stopped by the housekeeper and Hank many times. Although she tried later, the one that went down with the support of the housekeeper opened the door. fake door.

"If the housekeeper is not allowed to enter Hank's studio and doesn't know the layout of his studio, it's justified. But Hank has been staying in the studio, even when the lights are dark, and he doesn't know the basics of his studio. The layout should also be very familiar."

Wensty's speech speed is different from Sherlock's. Sherlock almost let his words catch a helicopter, and the people behind can't catch up with his speed. Although Wensty speaks fluently, he is not tight. It's not slow, it gives people a certain amount of time to think.

"You mean Hank didn't let you out on purpose?"

Winsty nodded.

Anderson thought Winsty's statement was funny: "Why didn't he let you out, waiting for you to kill him?"

"Anderson, even though she said it so clearly, you still don't understand. Your IQ has really lowered the average level of the entire Scotland Yard."

Sherlock finally called Anderson's name correctly, but he always took a skeptical attitude towards his IQ to be a policeman.

Although it was already a routine operation for Sherlock to beat Anderson, Lestrade, who was pushed aside by Anderson this time, saw something unusual in the routine.

Sherlock is Anderson for a woman.

Focus, woman.

Lestrade remembered the message Anderson had sent him. The message was all about how Sherlock went too far. He even took the suspect's hand to the hardware store and was not allowed to follow him.

Focus and hold hands.

The combination of these two points is enough to make Lestrade think about it, isn't Sherlock just protecting the food?

"Inspector, what are you laughing at?" Winsty saw a strange expression on Lestrade's face, a kind of joy of capturing a secret.

"It's nothing," Lestrade cleared his throat, "well, you go on."

Winsty continued: "I will explain why Hank didn't let us out in two cases. The first case is that he knew the door was in the wrong direction but didn't tell us, that means he didn't let us out on purpose. He died the next day, there must be a connection between the two. The second situation is that he didn't know that the door was in the wrong direction..."

"But didn't you just say that he should know the layout of the studio very well?"

"Yes, Hank should know the layout of the room very well, but what if it wasn't Hank who shared the room with us last night?"

"If it wasn't Hank who was in the studio last night, the second scenario would make sense, but at the same time the first scenario could be explained. Someone was pretending to be Hank, so it's not that Hank didn't want us out, There are other people who don't want us out. That's all I want to know right now."

After Wensty finished speaking, she looked for Sherlock's eyes, wondering if what she said was right, and after seeing Sherlock nodding, she breathed a sigh of relief.

If the person in the room is not Hank, then the person in the room is most likely the murderer.

But all of these were inferences. There were no surveillance cameras installed in the room or the villa. It was pitch black at the time, and it was the suspect in the case who made the guess. There was no actual evidence to prove that the person in the house was not Hank.

"I think no matter how weak your memory is, you will not forget that Hank is autistic," Sherlock continued to point out the key information, "This is a developmental disorder caused by nervous system disorders. It has many symptoms. These include a lack of communication or communication skills with others. Every time he calls to order a dessert shop, he only speaks a simple sentence, and there is very little communication with his parents, but last night, he took the initiative to communicate with people, which is enough to show It wasn't Hank who was in the studio last night at all."

"And there's additional evidence, do you remember the answer you asked Hank why he bought Portuguese egg tarts with mustard?" Sherlock looked at Wensty.

"Remember, he said he liked it."

At that time, Wensti did not delve into it, but believed that people have different tastes, and different tastes can promote food innovation.

"I read Hank's comic manuscript when I was surveying the scene. He doesn't like the taste of Portuguese egg tart with mustard. It is his comic protagonist who likes this taste."

I don't know when Sherlock brought Hank's comic manuscript, he handed it to Lestrade: "Look carefully."

Lestrade flipped through Hank's manuscript. The protagonist in his pen is a killer. Every time he kills a person, he has to eat a Portuguese egg tart with mustard. It is a very peculiar hobby, but this setting adds a lot to the character image.

"If the driver pretended to be Hank, how did he lock the door from the house after going out?"

Sherlock: "Thank you for demonstrating a wrong reasoning for us, now please tell us, how did you come to the conclusion that Hank is the driver pretending to be?"

The police officer who asked the question was confused, because someone pretended to be Hank last night, and Sherlock said that the driver was the murderer, so the driver pretended to be Hank, killed Hank, and ran out when no one was paying attention.

It sounds reasonable.

A slightly impatient look appeared on Sherlock's face.

Winsty explained: "It wasn't the driver who pretended to be Hank. The housekeeper said before that Hank was her little master, and he was still very young. I was there at the time, and the voice of a middle-aged man and the voice of a young man could still be distinguished , so there were four people in the room at the time, namely me, the housekeeper, the driver and the person pretending to be Hank."

"I'm glad that there is someone else's brain functioning normally in this room besides mine." Sherlock added leisurely after Winsty finished speaking.

Wensty was taken aback, was Sherlock blinking at her just now?

"Miss Adams said that she smelled a strange smell last night, which matched the smell on the driver's gown, so the driver must be in the house. But the smell diffused irregularly in the air, even in a In a confined space, if you are not very close, you can't smell it so clearly, but if there are several people in the room emitting the same smell together, the situation will be different."

"So the two people in the house smell the same?"

"No," Sherlock said, "three."

"Who else smells like them except the guy pretending to be Hank and the driver?"

"The housekeeper and the driver also smell the same. They use the same cheap and inferior laundry detergent. The artificial chemical flavor of the laundry detergent is too strong, and it can't cover the sweat smell on the subway bus and the musty smell of wet clothes. When mixed together, it becomes an indescribable strange taste."

Lestrade understood the reason why Sherlock didn't ask a single question when he stepped into the driver's interrogation room. He had already connected the driver and the butler's taste online. From this, the butler also deliberately led Wensti To the fake door.

While he was secretly admiring Sherlock, Sherlock took the manga draft from his hand and handed it to Winsty.

Winsty was puzzled, why did you give her the manga manuscript, didn't you already know why Hank bought Portuguese egg tarts with mustard?

"Look carefully." Sherlock said exactly the same words as Lestrade to Winsty.

Is there something else in it?

Winsty lowered her head, focusing on finding clues from the comics.

"After talking for so long, you haven't told us who is pretending to be Hank until now?"

After Wensti heard this sentence, she was a little bit unworthy of Sherlock. Sherlock was obviously helping to solve the case, but the police officer's tone seemed to say that he was playing tricks, and he was full of blame.

"It's the governess Ellen," replied Lestrade.

Sherlock looked at Lestrade with satisfaction: "I'm glad to see that you finally let your brain function as it should."

Lestrade was not very happy when he received the compliment. If he couldn't figure it out again, it would be a waste of time to be a detective for so long. Just now Sherlock said that he smelled a strange smell in the interrogation room of tutor Allen, it was on purpose. As for the trickster, the purpose is to observe Allen's reaction.

Hmph, Inspector Lestrade has been fooled many times, and with his rich experience, he has figured out a few routines, so when Sherlock said there was a strange smell, the people next to him were looking for what it was. His gaze has been fixed on Sherlock, and Sherlock's gaze has been locked on Allen.

"Last night, Miss Adams should have asked other people in the house if they smelled strange. He noticed this problem. Today he deliberately wore a white shirt to cover it up. But his subconscious movements exposed him. Before I said When he smelled a strange smell, other people looked for the source of the smell from other places, only he smelled his collar."

The truth came out.

The identities of the four people in the studio were revealed last night, and the original biggest suspect, Wen Sidi, became a key witness in this case.

"What was their motive for committing the crime?"

Sherlock obviously didn't want to answer these questions, because in his eyes, these questions could be summed up in the four words "obvious", and it would be a waste of time to explain such obvious questions.

In the past, Inspector Lestrade always let him answer.

However, today Inspector Lestrade followed Sherlock's gaze and looked at Wensty who had just finished reading the comics: "Miss Adams, could you please explain?"