Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

Earl B was stoned to death?

The voice of the cook Bella startled everyone in the castle.

Not long after, eleven guests formed a circle on the lawn.

The Ottoman sea merchant Ilhan came late and couldn't see the situation inside clearly. Relying on his strong body, he was about to rush towards the inner circle.

"Hey! Could you please stop being so rude!"

Duke, the heir of the French antique business, was almost staggered and scolded angrily, "Before you didn't understand the heliocentric theory, you could explain that you didn't read much, but I don't think you even understand first-come, first-come. That's an etiquette that should be mastered at the age of five. "

Two hours ago, Ilhan joked about Watson's fingerprint identification and said that Watson ridiculed him as an old stubborn who insisted on the theory of the center of the earth.

Now that Duke borrowed it, he mocked Ilhan not only for being ignorant, but also for being an upstart with no basic training.

"Well, you know manners! A Frenchman who knows manners."

Ilhan gritted his teeth and said this, and punched Duke on the nose with his fist. "Oh! Who doesn't know the secret of the invincibility of the First French Empire, because its commander came from Corsica."

Napoleon was from Corsica and is believed to be of Italian descent.

Therefore, the First French Empire he established is almost equal to that established by foreigners. Why should Duke, as a Frenchman, proudly ridicule him.

"However, it doesn't matter that Napoleon came from Italy. He was exiled twice. Four Italians died here. What etiquette are you talking to me about?"

Ilhan started to fight directly. Earl B suppressed him before and prevented him from provoking trouble. Now there is no need to worry about it. "My etiquette only recognizes fists!"

On the lawn, Ilhan fought Duke regardless.

Duke has an age advantage, he is a young man in his 20s.Ilhan is already in his late forties, but he has been in the sea all year round and has weathered countless winds and rains.

Soon, Duke was at a disadvantage, but not to be outdone.

He directly named Fernan, "General Morcerf, do you watch these Ottomans insult France? If so, I can't imagine how you can be promoted..."

"Of course not!" Fernan denied it righteously, waved his hand to call the adjutant, and immediately stepped forward to help.

But in his heart he cursed bad luck, if he hadn't been greedy to get acquainted with the rich and powerful, it would have been fine if he hadn't come to the castle.

Fernand couldn't listen to others questioning how he could be promoted to Earl. Those double-faced betrayals of traitors seeking glory could only be buried in the soil forever.

"French, do you want to bully the few with more?" Ilhan snorted coldly, and shouted at Weiser and Yotzgu who came with him, "Come here soon!"

There are two more Frenchmen here, and two more Ottomans over there.

Soon, six people were fighting in chaos on the lawn.

From the combination of fists and kicks to the drawing of the saber, the war became more and more chaotic. How could he consider not to involve the surrounding crowd, and completely forgot that the death scene of Earl B was just ahead.

"stop fighting!"

The steward shouted, hoping to stop the chaos.But when Earl B died, it was like the death of a tiger. Who cares about the fox who usually pretends to be a tiger.

"boom!"

At this time, the German banker David shot into the sky. "Can you please be quiet!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the six people in the chaotic battle subconsciously paused.

Ilhan couldn't swallow this breath, why should he listen to a German guy. "You have the guts not to shoot at the sky, shoot at me!"

That being said, Ilhan wouldn't just stand around waiting for the bullets to hit him.

When he rolled his eyes, he pinched the persimmon softly. The two Germans and the two Orientals were in the same group, so he swung his weapon at the thinnest man in white clothes first.

Dressed in white, with an unremarkable appearance, he looks in his 20s.

Normally, Mr. Tang is two or three meters away, and he hardly speaks to him.

No one expected that the next moment, the white clothes were as fast as lightning, and directly handed over Ilhan's saber.

It wasn't just Ilhan's knife, the white clothes were one against three, within a few minutes, all three of Osman's weapons were disarmed.

"Flower Kingdom Kung Fu!"

Duke, whose nose was bleeding from the beating, widened his eyes in surprise.Forgot about the pain for a moment, stumbled and bowed to the white clothes, "God! Father didn't lie to me, you really have the kung fu of one enemy against a hundred! My God, is there any chance I can learn it in this life?"

Bai Yi handed the three knives to the steward, and retreated behind Mr. Tang, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

At this point, the chaos that lasted for twenty minutes ended quickly.

Inside the encirclement, the investigation of the death scene of Earl B was also completed.

Earl B was standing on the lawn below the observation deck, when the monocular on the observation deck on the fifth floor suddenly fell, hitting directly on top of his head.

Watson observed the body lying on its side, with its arms raised.

When the danger broke out, Earl B subconsciously wanted to block it with both hands, but his reaction speed was far slower than the falling speed of the telescope.

He fell from a height and was hit on the top of his head.

Earl B's head was cracked and he died on the spot. The head of the corpse was covered with brains and blood.

"The deceased was about 50 years old, male, and had no other trauma."

Watson carefully wiped the plasma from the head of the corpse, and after cleaning it off, Earl B's sickly pale face was revealed.

Watson then compared it with the manager in terms of clothing, height, face, hair, hands and other details, and compared it with Earl B in his own memory, and determined that the deceased was B. Klimt.

Kelsey finished collecting traces at the scene, and finally observed the lethal weapon telescope this time—it had accumulated a thin layer of dust, and there were no fingerprints at a glance.

The monocular telescope of the observatory should have been fixed on a certain bracket.

Connect the mirror body and bracket with three screws.At the moment, the three screws are not found on the lawn, but it can be seen that the thread rotation has long been rusted.

Now, Kelsey took the binoculars from the body.

Judging from the cerebral hemorrhage on the mirror body and the damage to the mirror body, the telescope fell almost vertically into the top of Earl B's head.

Earl B's smashed skull still has some broken glass left in it, which is part of the broken glass of the telescope lens.

Kelsey came to a preliminary conclusion, "The eggshell-shaped skull was smashed, and the death was very simple, and the scene was cleaner."

"Wait a minute, what is an eggshell skull smash?"

Watson was puzzled, "Why did you add the adjective eggshell?"

How to explain this yet-to-be-seen forensic term?

Kelsey looked at Watson, and naturally made up an explanation:

"Look, Earl B's limbs and body were not injured, only his head was hit. Like a hammer, 'click!', smashing a raw egg so that the yolk and egg white are broken?"

"Um……"

Watson pursed his lips.

At this moment, Watson inopportunely realized why the bearded pseudonym was Apep.

People who compare brain and blood to egg yolk and egg white are really not suitable for making sweet chocolate cake.

Earl B's cause of death is not in doubt, just like the scene witnessed by the cook Bella at the kitchen window

—— Earl B was walking on the lawn when a heavy object fell from the sky and hit him on the head.Bleeding all over his head, he fell to the ground on his side and didn't respond anymore.

At this moment, Sherlock hurried over and shook his head towards everyone.

"There are no suspicious footprints on the way to the observation deck on the fifth floor. There are no fingerprints on the door handle of the observation deck."

Speaking of fingerprints.

Sherlock looked at Earl B's body, it was a pair of hands whose fingerprints were difficult to discern.Before, he asked Earl B why his palms were covered with scars.

Earl B smiled and talked about his collection.He likes collections very much, not only spending money on buying them, but also dabbling in things like repairing utensils with money, cutting various gemstones, and so on.

Seven years ago, when the collection was being restored, unfortunately, a small area was burned, and the palms of both hands were burned.

Fortunately, he was treated in time, and his hands are still functional as ordinary people, but unfortunately, deep and shallow scars were left behind.

At this time, Sherlock deliberately checked the hands of the corpse, and the scars on them were exactly the same as what he had seen before.

"Well, there are no suspicious traces."

Fernan didn't want another accident, "In other words, it was an accident. I'm very sorry that Earl B suffered from this accident. Why don't we arrange the body first, and then we can discuss what to do next."

Earl B was going to the watchtower to make a light signal tonight, but now that he is dead, how can he ask for help?

No one has a problem with the placement of the dead body.

However, there are different opinions on what to do next.

Everyone gathered in the main hall again.

The atmosphere this time was much more depressing than before.

Only on the second day after arriving in the castle, a group of people gathered in the main hall three times.

The first time was last night's dinner. There were 19 people on the long table, and it was a good time for both guests and hosts.

The second time was an urgent report two hours ago, and it was told that four people in Italy had died, and that the only way out, the suspension bridge, was broken.

This is the third time, because of the death of Earl B, the owner of the castle, everyone gathered again.

"Is it true that there are demons? It's true that there will be fewer people in one gathering."

Bella, the cook, was also asked to be present. Except for Watson who was placing the body, all the other 15 people in the castle came.

The German David frowned, "Please don't make wild guesses. There is no evidence that the dead have anything to do with demons."

Although David said so, many people present could not agree firmly.

If everything had nothing to do with the devil, thirteen people would have died in less than 24 hours.

Antique dealer Duke spoke hesitantly, "There is one thing that I feel is necessary to tell everyone. Have you heard of 'Black Olof'?

It is a great black diamond.Originally from India, it looks like the eyes of the Indian god Brahma, so it is also called the eye of the creator.It was stolen from the temple by monks and fled to Europe. "

"The monk stole the eye that symbolizes the gods. The gods condemned and cast a curse on the black diamond. Whoever owns it will die strangely."

Duke talked about some tragedies circulating in India, "The eye of the creator should be in the castle now."

"What do you mean?"

The Ottoman sea merchant Weiser stood up abruptly, "You mean we have been implicated in a curse?"

Weisser immediately ordered the steward, "Find that thing, it's about to be dealt with!"

"Gentlemen, the Earl never collected black diamonds."

The steward firmly denied, "I'm sure I haven't seen it. Mr. Duke, could you be mistaken?"

"I hope I'm mistaken, but that's why I'm here."

Duke did not conceal the purpose of coming to the castle, "It was because I heard that Earl B had a legendary diamond that I came here all the way.

Yesterday, I chatted with Earl B about diamonds, and he said he has some collections.It was originally intended for me to have a look at it today, but who would have thought that too many things would happen one after another. "

The steward shook his head in confusion, "But I have never heard of it. I have never heard the Earl mention any black diamonds."

"Cough!" Yannick, another German banker, cleared his throat, "I have a suggestion, it's better to check in the collection room. Not only the collection room, but also other places.

Thirteen people have died, and to be honest, the castle makes me feel unsafe.Who knows what is hidden in the dark, it is better to find out. "

"no!"

The steward firmly opposed it. Earl B has just passed away, how can outsiders search his castle at will.

"I agree!"

"I think it's fine!"

The Ottoman sea merchants Weiser and Ilhan bluntly agreed.

Not only the faction of the two, but David of Germany also acquiesced to the proposal of his partner Yannick.

Fernand and his deputy, as well as Duke who proposed the black diamond curse, the three Frenchmen also showed support.

Seeing this scene, the steward first looked at Mr. Tang and Bai Yi.The two Orientals stayed out of the matter and showed no sign of expressing their views.

He could only look at the oldest gold-rimmed glasses present, "Mr. Siegson, what do you think? Are you really going to search the castle?"

"At this point we don't have any real evidence."

Sherlock also inspected the breaks in the drawbridge. The broken planks and chains showed that they had been in disrepair, and not suddenly cut off by external force.

"There are only three possibilities in front of us now. First, everything is an accident; second, there is no trace of the mysterious force at work; third, someone has carefully planned, and the murderer is among us."

Sherlock didn't answer whether to search, but threw out three possibilities, "Everyone, you might as well choose one of the three."

"Who do you say is the murderer!"

Ilhan jumped up all of a sudden, "This means that some people are uneasy and well-intentioned, searching the castle to take the opportunity to plunder gold, silver and treasures. I don't even open my eyes to see, the poorest here are you three British tabloid writers."

As he said that, Ilhan became more and more vigorous, wanting to vent his anger about having his saber taken away earlier.

"Yes, it's the three of you. Earn a few copper coins for the manuscript, and have never seen anything good. Take this opportunity to come to the castle to eat and drink, but you are not greedy enough.

I think the most likely to be uneasy and kind is the three of you, especially the poor beard, who can kill us all if you want to..."

'boom! '

Kelsey didn't talk nonsense, and kicked Ilhan away.Ilhan fell to the ground, and there was a shoe print on his right cheek.

"What can you do? Tell me!"

Kelsey has thoroughly implemented the bearded and upright personality. He usually smirks but can't stand being wronged. "Don't think that with a little money, you can wrong people indiscriminately. If you can say it, then I can beat you!"

Ilhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in disbelief, and he was beaten again?

Regardless of his injuries, he jumped up and rushed towards Kelsey, yelling, "Weise, Yotzgu, are you just watching me get beaten?"

In less than half an hour, the scuffle resumed.

One-on-three, Kelsey seemed like street gangsters were fighting out of order, but he moved to attack the three of them's bones and joints.

The chubby young man was seen shuttling between the three of them, and within 5 minutes, he knocked all three of them to the ground.

"God! I never identified who was the murderer, I just laid out all the possibilities. How did you fight?"

Sherlock maintains the setting of a musician, and Siegson is a middle-aged and elderly person without too high a force value. "The most important thing is to solve the problem now. The three please stand up and don't act impulsively."

Sherlock seemed to be upholding a fair attitude, ignoring the past and making a gesture to pull Ilhan who fell to the ground.

But he didn't take a steady step, and stepped heavily on Ilhan's toes.

"hiss--"

Ilhan gasped.I was beaten twice today, and my toe was seriously injured, but it happened that I was hit hard for the third time.

"Sorry. I'm old and my strength is weak."

Sherlock shyly withdrew the hand he was about to hold, "You'd better do it yourself."

For a moment, it was eerily quiet.

Watson came a step late and blinked when he saw this.What happened to the main hall?