Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

"Hand over the murderer!" "Hand over the murderer!"

"If you kill Golden Rose with poison, you will go to hell!"

"Let that bad woman Adler get out!"

Thursday night at 10:30.

Theater Street was supposed to be full of traffic, and people watched the performance contentedly, leaving the theaters with smiles and smiles.

Tonight, the bustle has turned into a hustle and bustle.Groups of rioters blocked the door of the Rose Theater and blocked the roads leading to the doors of other theaters.

Either holding a sign, or screaming at the top of their lungs, the scene lost control and wanted to rush into the Rose Theater, and personally go into battle to catch the so-called newcomer Adler who murdered the Golden Rose.

"Who leaked the news?"

Gregson managed to organize his men to stop the rioting crowd.

The Scots couldn't provide sufficient police force at all. It was half Roderick, half the guards borrowed in advance, and half the helpers sent by other theaters, which controlled the angry crowd outside the Rose Theater.

However, now they can stop people from the door, but they can't stop the idea of ​​yelling and beating and killing.

Topical ointments contain hemlock.

The results of this search are only known to the investigators and the investigators who witnessed the death scene on the night of the death of Golden Rose.

"Including the Scotland Yard police who came to the troupe later, there were 57 people in total last Saturday night."

Gregson looked at some of the people who gathered here again. Thirteen men who supported the Golden Rose had arrived that night, and none of the 19 members of the troupe had left the theater. "Someone of you must have leaked the news to the tabloids."

Roderick stood up abruptly, staring at everyone one by one with angry eyes.In the past few days, he has contributed money and efforts to avoid being cheated. The situation was about to stabilize, but unexpectedly, troubles suddenly occurred.

Don't think that he lost his mind because he chased after the golden rose. In the past two days, he had dark circles under his eyes and searched the pharmacopoeia, and discovered the poisonous properties of hemlock.

—— Rat urine-smelling vomit is characteristic of hemlock poisoning.

Roderick, with a nose capable of distinguishing between dozens of different feminine fragrances, vouched for not smelling the scent at the scene of the death of the Golden Rose last Saturday.

"The topical ointment is not the source of the poison, but now there is a wrong message. The person who leaked the investigation results, no matter what your purpose is, is looking for trouble for me!"

Hard to get off, Roderick has spent a lot of money.He is the one who doesn't want the scene to get out of control, and he is the one who doesn't want the inner ghost to appear, and he is even the one who doesn't want the real culprit to be related to the troupe.

Roderick has already figured out how to make back the lost money, and investing in a theater troupe might be a good choice.The theater troupe that has lost its chief urgently needs to find a new pillar. This process is worse than reciprocal cooperation with him.

It's true that he once sincerely admired Jin Meigui, and also hated some troupe members that Jin Meigui didn't like.But there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.Jin Meigui is dead, if the real culprit is not someone from the theater troupe, it is difficult for him to keep fighting with money.

"Who is it! Now that I admit it, I can still save him some face."

Roderick was even angrier than Gregson. He was tricked by Kelsey last time and couldn't resist. This time, his fortune was blocked. How could he let go of the mouse who was making trouble in the dark.

It is impossible to admit it.

On the stage of the performance hall, the parties involved in the night of the death of the golden rose sat in a circle.

Even though the auditorium was empty, the people on the stage were soaring their acting skills at this moment.

An oppressive silence spread.

More than ten minutes passed, even though Roderick was furious, everyone had an expression that had nothing to do with me, and refused to admit that he had disclosed the investigation results of the crime to the tabloid.

'click--'

The side door was opened.

The arrival of Kelsey broke the silence in the room, "There is no need to act any more, Mr. Corbett, Mr. Ryle, and Mr. Mullen, the three of you sold the news to the Martian Tabloid.

The reporter surnamed O has already admitted that you were the ones who approached you on your own initiative and offered [-] pounds in exchange for a piece of news. "

"Three hundred pounds!"

Roderick clutched his breathless chest, "Just for a mere three hundred pounds, you three pigs have wasted tens of thousands of my early management!"

Of the three people named, the first two were supporters of the Golden Rose, they were the headstrong detective and the mustache who had expressed his opinions several times, and the last one was the inconspicuous logistics of the troupe.

"You, you, you talk nonsense."

Logistics Mullen denied it with a pale face, and hurriedly explained to the troupe members who glared at him, "Everyone, you have to trust me, I have never done it. We have worked together for several years, and you will not believe an outsider's words."

"You don't have to trust me, but the signatures on the receipts of the three sellers cannot be faked."

Kelsey threw out a photo, which was the proof that the three had betrayed the news.

"If the three think it is necessary, the reporter surnamed O expresses his willingness to add an additional report and truthfully describe the source of the hemlock story."

Corbett's face was ashen, and he kept shaking his head. Both parties signed a non-disclosure agreement. How dare that tabloid reporter.

Roderick held his forehead, and was about to be cried by the three pigs.

"Corbert, do you think that Scotland Yard will not sell the informant? The tabloid reporters expect him to have a lot of integrity! Not to mention the tabloid reporters, you, as the police, have not cheated us all!"

"The members of the troupe are fighting among themselves, and the supporters are stepping on the dead golden rose for profit, what a hot topic.

When public anger is at its peak, a revealing report is like pouring a bowl of water into a boiling frying pan, which can make the sales of "Martian Tabloid" reach new highs. "

Roderick was tired of shouting. In the past, he rejected opponents who were like devils, and now he even rejected teammates who were like pigs.

Kelsey also no longer wants to devote energy to the three of Corbett.

In order to investigate who was the leaker, she left the dump and went to the news agency to find Mike with the identity of Bennett.

The bearded man has become a huge cash cow for the horror publishing house, and Mike thinks that Bennett is a financial broker whom the bearded beard met, and Mike's dual identities of news agency assistant and publishing house boss are exposed in front of Bennett.

If it weren't for the above three points, how could Mike, as a media practitioner, try his best to help and get evidence of the transaction between reporter O and the three stupid pigs.

This time, Mike's favor was not on Kelsey's body.

Kelsey knew that it was inevitable to encounter extra problems in handling the case, but this time the three mouse droppings ruined a pot of stable soup, which was really stupid and poisonous.

Up until now, it was hard for Kelsey to believe that there were other instigators behind the three of Corbett, but in keeping with the principle of objectivity, he had to make sure, "Three, what is your motivation for betraying the news on the scene?"

"Why! We are not doing it for money, but to reveal the truth. You have robbed the corpse, who knows if the autopsy result is true or not."

Ryle the mustache was still holding on, refusing to admit that he was blinded by money. "What did you say to keep the investigation clues from leaking out? Maybe you secretly collude. We speak out to let the public know that there is another possibility of murder."

"Corbert, what do you say? Think carefully before answering."

Gregson was not polite to this colleague, "You should know how Scotland Yard handles leakers, dereliction of duty if you know the law, you don't want to keep the position of detective. I will report your attitude truthfully, and how long you will be sentenced to death Look now."

Corbett held his head in his hands, painfully unwilling to accept this reality, "I didn't do anything wrong, but I just can't stand your words. I was at the scene of the crime, why should I hand over the right to handle the case!

And keep completely silent until the case is solved.Ghost knows, when will you be able to find out the truth, until now you can't even determine the source of the poison. "

The logistics Maren was already slumped on a chair, sweating on his forehead, and glanced at Adler a few times.In the end, he hesitated and said that it was to earn a hundred pounds, which was a windfall for him.

"I have no malice, really no malice. When the truth is found out, the rumors of the tabloids will be self-defeating."

Look, these expected results.

Kelsey was not surprised that there was no instigator behind the three, but he still asked Gregson to investigate the whereabouts of the three in detail in recent days to make sure they had no contact with other suspicious elements.

How to deal with the storm of malicious gossip now?

Now that the survey results have been leaked, the only way to make mistakes is to take advantage of people's emotional anger to expose the incident of the golden powder and roses.

Hemlock is not the poison that kills Jin Meigui, and Adler has no conflict of interest with Jin Meigui, because Jin Meigui is about to retire.

Why does the golden rose, which is so red as the sky, have to retire?Of course she has a mysterious lover - the giver of golden pink roses.

Gold Rose received another orange rose sprinkled with gold dust before her death.

The two obviously have a close relationship, but the mysterious man has been hiding his head and showing his tail, not saying a word about Jin Meigui's death.Who can say that he is not suspicious.

Reward clues are now open to the public:

Please recall the audience who watched the Golden Rose performance, did you see a suspicious person next to you carrying a golden rose from last Tuesday to Friday?

Or passers-by on Theater Street, have they ever witnessed suspicious persons entering the theater with bouquets of golden flowers?

In order to uncover the truth about Jin Meigui's death as soon as possible, all those who gathered to make troubles should turn their grief and anger into motivation, and actively search for the mysterious man. If you have any clues, please contact Inspector Gregson of Scotland Yard.

Kelsey made a suggestion that Roderick and Gregson should cooperate in the specific operation, operate the newspaper public opinion guide and send additional police officers to receive witnesses.

As for the treatment of the three idiots, Corbett is facing internal scrutiny, the troupe will definitely not keep Mullen, and Adler will sue the three of them for reputation infringement.

"I'm afraid there will be no immediate results for the lawsuit."

Kelsey went to Adler on her own before leaving, and she couldn't do anything about the victim in the midst of a storm of vicious rumors. "When the source of the poison is determined, you will have more evidence to sue the three for spreading false news."

Adler remained calm, as if he didn't feel the burden of the scandal at all, "I will wait patiently for your good news. No one can say that the murderer will be caught, but it is not easy to find out what poison Ms. Toby has been poisoned. It won't be hard for you."

"Indeed, it's only a matter of time."

Kelsey believed in Sherlock's professionalism, and seeing Adler's emotional stability, she was also relieved and felt better.

Adler asked, "Mr. Bennet, do you have anything else to say?"

other?

Kelsey pursed her lips, there was one thing to be sure:

"Those three leaked the case. Corbett was not reconciled, and Ryle was asking for money, but Mullen may not only want a hundred pounds. Miss Adler, did Mullen have any personal grievances with you? For example, he once confessed be rejected."

"You're right." Adler thought slightly annoyed, "I rejected Maren. It's been nearly half a year, but I haven't found out that he holds a grudge. What a disgusting man."

Adler did not hide his disgust, the death of Jin Meigui really exploded all kinds of people.

For a while, the atmosphere fell into silence.

Adler quickly adjusted his mood and smiled at Kelsey, "Besides that, don't you have anything else to say?"

Kelsey was puzzled, should she have anything else to say?

"I thought that a gentleman like you would say some comforting words."

Adler raised his eyebrows, "For example, don't be afraid of the slander from the outside, if you can bear the slander, you will get more praise."

Kelsey shook her head, "For you, this kind of relief is worth mentioning. If it is possible, who wants to suffer slander, and who doesn't want to just receive praise?"

Adler nodded upon hearing that, she didn't need useless comfort.

"Indeed, many men are giants in language and dwarfs in action. You are different from them. Finding direct evidence of the source of rumors is more effective than saying anything."

Speaking of this, Adler looked at Kelsey with burning eyes, "It takes less than ten hours to find out the ins and outs. You must have spent a lot of time. Thank you for everything you have done for me. It is the second time. Help keep my reputation clean."

For Adler's solemn thanks, Kelsey put away all the hard work with a smile, "It's nothing, I just don't want the truth of the case to be fooled by lies."

Is this the only reason?

Adler took a deep look at Kelsey, "Are all good detectives like you? Everything you do is for the truth and never involves personal feelings, or are you never able to express your personal likes and dislikes?"

As expected, Adler only saw a gentlemanly smile.

Without embarrassing the scene, she changed the subject, "However, this time I can't just say thank you. There are some things that should help you. If you don't mind, you can take it with me."

What would be a useful clue?

Kelsey went into Adler's room and found the wax on the dresser, which was a good thing for face-changing.

"Look, here's a box of waste paper. I bought it from a restaurant three blocks away."

Adler pointed to a cardboard box on the ground, "I boldly guess that the reason you failed to find any useful clues in the dump is that it's not just the three Corbetts who have selfish desires."

Shows are canceled for a few days.

Adler's attention to every move of the crowd at the Rose Theater led her to uncover a moth that had pocketed all her money.

The cleaners of the Rose Theater secretly withheld some of the waste paper and sold it as toilet paper to restaurants not far away, earning some profits from mosquito legs.

"After going through this time, I have personally realized that it is not only the murderer who hinders the solution of the case. Any person related or unrelated to the case may hinder the arrival of the truth."

Adler pointed out that she bought back this box of waste paper from the Rose Theater, which was accumulated from Monday to Friday last week. "Fortunately, the restaurant has not been opened for use. Now it is delivered to you in its original form."

Kelsey's eyes lit up, and there might be important clues that could not be found in the carton—the wrapping paper of the golden pink rose bouquet, or the scraps of letter paper written by the golden rose to the mysterious man.

"Your discovery is so timely, it is really important, and I must praise your observation."

Kelsey had told Scotland Yard that it was necessary to scrutinize the actions of everyone in the theater last week, but they still missed the reselling behavior of the cleaners.

Perhaps Scotland Yard should not be judged too harshly.Except for people who live in the theater, it may be difficult for outsiders to find something wrong.

The cleaners deduct a little bit of waste paper every day, and even the boss, Brightman, hides it.

Give Scotland Yard some more time, and double-checking might reveal loopholes, but then the evidence might not be preserved.

Kelsey happily accepted a box of paper, and asked Adler to rest assured, "To avoid any omissions, I will surprise the cleaners later to prevent other buyers. But I will keep the source of the waste paper secret and will not let you got involved."

Adler will still live in the Rose Theater for a while, and letting others know that she exposed the scandal of the theater staff will more or less affect and inconvenience her.

Finding an old cloth, Kelsey wrapped the cardboard box and left in a hurry, just waiting to find clues in the waste paper pile.

After a simple goodbye, the door was closed.

Adler thought of the back of Kelsey leaving like the wind, and couldn't help laughing. Some people really don't understand the style, or don't they want to understand it?

"Will there ever be a day when you will be delighted to gaze upon a man who is more attractive than me, or all the circumstances?"

Cambridge Forensic Office.

'Bang! '

The door slams loudly.

Watson was so tired that he took a nap on the table, and he woke up suddenly.Who opened the door without gently closing the handle?

I saw Sherlock rushing in excitedly, "Sorry, I was so excited, I forgot to close the door softly. But, Mr. Watson, it's time for you to wake up and hear the good news."

"I've identified the source of the poison!"

Sherlock's eyes lit up, and he held up the test sheet in his hand, "It's a castor bean, it turned out to be a castor bean that has never been recorded as poisoning anyone!"

castor bean?

Watson could not recall what it looked like, it was not a common thing in England.

Sherlock walked around the laboratory twice, talking very fast while saying that castor beans are highly toxic, and only a few milligrams can kill people.Ricin poison can quickly cause liver and kidney necrosis, and can also cause paralysis of the heart, which is the main cause of death.

"Whether it's venom detection or the treatment of Golden Rose's organ lesions, the ricin/bean poison is on par."

Sherlock couldn't help laughing, "Praise Jerry! Dear Jerry provided a list of suspicious poisons, which played an extraordinary directional role. And I lived up to my expectations and handed in a perfect answer."

After all, Sherlock left in a hurry, leaving only one sentence, he went back to London first.

Watson looked at the closed door, was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Balk, who was used to it. "Who's dear Jerry?"

"good question."

Balk gestured to please sit down and listen, "This is a long story. I have to think about where to start."