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

After the filial junior Wensti finished sending the message, she participated in the case as Sherlock's assistant. Sherlock squatted next to the corpse again, and she squatted down with him without even thinking about it.

Detective Inspector Lestrade was also on the side. He felt in his heart that Sherlock had found a lover. Wensti was not only beautiful and cute, but also smart and could help him answer many questions. There was no panic at all when it came to the dead body.

How did the two of them match each other? I just wondered if the one above already knew of Wensty's existence?

Sherlock: "There are no deep strangle marks on her neck, no bruises on her feet, and a normal tongue color. Obviously she was not strangled and suffocated to death."

Shylock pressed on her body while talking, looking for the cause of Elizabeth Lancelot's death, stayed for a while when he pressed to the abdomen, then untied Elizabeth's costume, and saw a Wound.

"A penetrating wound, the blood around the wound has been cleaned up, so there is no extravasation of blood."

Winsty understood that she had encountered yet another murder case.

"Is that her fatal wound?" asked Lestrade.

"It can't be confirmed. Only when there is no internal injury can it be determined that the external injury is the cause of death, so further testing is needed." Sherlock glanced around, "Check the backstage and call all the staff in the theater. They conduct interrogations."

Sherlock continued to search for clues beside Elizabeth's body. He turned the body over and found a piece of paper pressed by her, about the size of a palm, extremely uneven, as if torn from somewhere.

Sherlock put the note in his pocket.

The theater was sealed off and no one was allowed in or out, the body was transported to the medical examiner for more accurate testing, the theater staff were guarded by Scotland Yard officers, and the interrogation took place in a dressing room behind the stage.

The dressing room is spacious and there are enough chairs to sit the people involved in the interrogation.The two young police officers were in charge of taking notes and recordings, Inspector Lestrade was in charge of asking questions, and Wensty followed Sherlock to listen, the chairs of the two of them were next to each other.

The people who asked the question sat in the inner test of the dressing room, and there was a chair opposite them for the theater staff.

The first to be interrogated was Rosa Morrison, head of the troupe, who entered with graceful, powerful strides, like a pacing cat.

"Elizabeth Lancenot is one of the best actors in the Morrison Theater Company. I chose her ten years ago. She is an excellent actress who can interpret characters with changing personalities and has her own loyal fans." Luo Sha Morrison speaks very fast, like reciting lines, without any emotion.

"It can be said that you are the Bole of the deceased. You discovered the acting talent of the deceased?"

Rosa Morrison: "So to speak."

"Why are you not at all sad when the best actor in your theater dies?"

Winsty also felt that Rosa Morrison was being too indifferent. From the time she asked the staff to move the body to the moment she was interrogated, her expression didn't change at all, not even the slightest bit of regret.

"No, Mr. Police Officer. I am very sad about Elizabeth's sudden death, but I am the head of the troupe. I can't show too much emotion. If I am sad, the rest of the people don't know what will happen. .”

Rosa Morrison's hands rested on the armrests of the chair, revealing a commanding majesty.

"No, you didn't show sadness because your face was stiff and unable to make obvious expressions," Sherlock said, "There is a depression on both sides of your cheek, and there are several small needle holes nearby, which are caused by your long-term injection. caused by botulinum toxin."

Rosa Morrison's expression didn't look very good. Although her facial expression remained unchanged, Winsty could see the burning anger in her eyes.

That's right, Botox injections are a big secret for a woman, and no one would be happy to be exposed in front of so many people.

"The metabolism time of a dose of botox is six months, and you inject it once every six months on average. Botox can shrink part of the skin and achieve a smooth skin visually, but multiple injections can easily lead to facial stiffness and sunken skin..." Sherlock gushed.

Wensty knew that Sherlock had a wealth of knowledge, and it was normal for her to have research on botulinum toxin, but she couldn't help but feel worried about the safety of this gentleman when she saw the flying swords released from Rosa Morrison's eyes. If this is a real sword, Sherlock's body is already full of holes.

Winsty touched his foot with her foot, trying to get Sherlock to stop talking, and Rosa Morrison should turn red if she continued talking.

Sherlock stopped after speaking the last sentence persistently, and looked at Winsty: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Since she didn't persuade Sherlock, Wensty pretended that she hadn't done anything.

"Women touching men's feet can be seen as a form of flirting."

Sherlock spoke surprisingly, and the surrounding police officers and Rosa Morrison who were interrogating all looked at him.

Lestrade wanted to remind them that flirting should be done on a different occasion, when he saw Wensty covering Sherlock's mouth with annoyance on his face.

Stop talking about you!

Sherlock's mouth was blocked, and he could smell the perfume on Wensty's wrist. The fragrance had already reached the base notes, and it was a light scent of white roses.

Seeing the gazes from around her, Wensty shook her head, denied Sherlock's statement, and then explained shyly, "I just wear high heels for too long, and my feet hurt a little."

This sentence is not false, Wensti usually wears flat shoes, and her feet really hurt after wearing high heels for too long.

Sherlock looked at her feet, a pair of red high heels about five centimeters on her slender ankles.

Sherlock blinked. He had told her not to wear high heels.

Wensty let go of her hand, and the scent of white roses in Sherlock's breath disappeared.

The interrogation continued, and at any rate there was a plausible explanation for why Rosa Morrison was not grieving.

"When was the last time you saw the dead?"

"yesterday morning."

"What were you doing then?"

Rosa Morrison helped her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and replied: "She is not in a good state recently. I talked to her and asked her to adjust her state."

"Have you never seen each other from yesterday morning to this afternoon?"

"Correct."

"You are the person in charge of the troupe, why are you so unfamiliar with the actors in your troupe?"

"I had a little trouble with her."

At this time, police officer Emily walked in and reported the situation to Lestrade. She lowered her voice and said, "The forensic examination results have come out. The deceased's body showed no signs of poisoning. It was caused by traumatic injuries. The time of death is around 06 this afternoon. :30 to 08:30."

The play began at eight o'clock, and death was the real reason for Elizabeth Lancelot's absence.

Inspector Lestrade nodded after listening to the report, and looked at Rosa Morrison: "What were you doing from 06:30 to 08:30 in the afternoon?"

"I've been backstage confirming work on tonight's theatrical production."

There is already a very clear time of death. As long as we find out who in the theater did not have an alibi during the period from 06:30 to 08:30, it will undoubtedly increase his suspicion of murder.

Rosa Morrison was excluded, not only her, but many staff members in the theater were excluded because of their clear alibi, leaving only a few people.

Button, who was in charge of the rush, said: "I went to rush Elizabeth at [-]:[-], she said she would be fine soon, and then I left."

巴顿的证词将伊丽莎白的死亡时间从06:30到08:30的两个小时缩短到了七点四十分到08:30的五10分钟，这一段时间内，剧院里所有工作人员皆有不在场证明。

"This will be troublesome." Lestrade said with a distressed expression on his face.

The front stage and backstage of the theater performance were all in a hurry. If it weren't for the people in the theater, the murderer would probably have run away after killing people.

When Lestrade was helpless, he subconsciously looked at Sherlock, and Sherlock only uttered one sentence, which reassured him a lot: "The murderer must be someone in the theater."

Lestrade breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Why?"

"The murder, the removal of the body, the hanging of the body from the beams, and the taking down of the actors at the curtain call, all within five and ten minutes, are impossibly precise unless one knows the whole play and the structure of the theatre. .”

So the murderer must be someone in the theater, and it is too difficult for one person to complete these complex actions in a theater where people come and go, and there must be other accomplices.

If there is an accomplice, the alibi of some theater personnel can be forged, so the interrogation is more difficult.

Sherlock noticed that Winsty yawned a long time, leaning his hands on the arm of the chair, looking very tired.

Looking at the watch, it turned out that it was already midnight.

Sherlock had to remind Lestrade of something that had been neglected long ago: "You can take a look at the surveillance video."

Theaters are not private residences. In public places, surveillance cameras are generally installed to prevent things from being stolen. However, the theaters are concealed and installed on the makeup mirror. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t notice it.

After finishing speaking, Sherlock got up and patted Wensty, and said something that made Wensti jump with joy: "Let's go."

In the middle of the night, even the stars hid in the clouds to sleep, and the devil, who was full of wine and food, sent the angel back to the second-hand bookstore.

Before the official farewell, the angel asked worriedly: "Everything you do will not be discovered."

The devil waved his hand: "No, I just moved a little trick."