Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

As the affair between Baron Vittorio and Golden Rose spread more and more widely, people became more and more curious about their deaths.

Scotland Yard, as the frontline force handling the Golden Rose case, has been harassed by secret seekers.

In London alone, many so-called detectives came to the door, put forward requests to assist the police, and used their wisdom to find out the murderer who poisoned Golden Rose.

"In the beginning, many people clamored to find out the truth because they all liked golden roses."

Lestrade clicked his tongue twice, "There is a new group of people who are still clamoring to find out the truth, because they want to become famous by solving crimes."

Whoever finds the murderer who poisoned Jin Meigui will be famous for a while.

In contrast, the two devils put the credit on Detective L every time.Only those who have tasted the pain under the prestige know.

Lestrade was going from dealing with the rose-gold supporters to dealing with the witnesses of the theater, and now with the crowd who wanted to be famous.

What he envied was that the two devils slipped away and left London to continue their investigation without having to deal with other tedious matters.

Also needing to leave London was Carter.

Due to the Baroness's bold revelations, there is no shortage of conspiracy theorists who believe that she hired killers to remove her husband and his lover.Florence's motive for committing the crime was obvious, and she acted preemptively to protect her own life and completely put an end to the lives of the two who wanted to harm her.

Because of this, the baron's relatives refused to admit that Vittorio had just died accidentally from the mouth of the wild wolf.

The death of the golden rose in the London theater and the death of the baron on the hill in Italy must be considered and investigated together.

Carter spoke Italian well, so he took the information he had in London, and as a special agent of Scotland Yard, he cooperated with the Italian police to investigate the death of Baron Vittorio.

"I don't have any other orders. I don't want to make Scotland Yard look good, just don't make me lose face."

Lestrade patted Carter on the shoulder.If neither he nor Gregson knew much Italian, I really didn't want to miss this trip, no, the opportunity to go out and handle cases.

Carter is mainly in charge of observation. As for whether the two cases will be combined in the end, unless strong evidence is found, there will still be arguing.

Those relatives of the baron insisted on joining the case, partly because they were saddened by Vittorio’s death, and partly because they wanted to deprive Philorens of his inheritance rights, so as to occupy the little remaining property of the baron’s mansion.

The above and so on, Carter, as an outside police detective, must do not leave a story to get involved in the internal strife.

Carter nodded heavily. He understood that Scotland Yard could not forcefully refuse the joint investigation, so he was sent to make a background board.

"Inspector, I have one last question. Mr. Bennet and Mr. Holmes have left London. In case I meet those two in Italy and they ask me to intervene in the affairs of Baron Vittorio, do I need to do so?" ?”

What the devil asks you to do, even if you firmly refuse, and the other party seems to acquiesce in your rejection, but do you know that the rejection was not what they asked for?

This paragraph is a bit convoluted, Lestrade can only turn it into one word, "Do it."

"Those two are the consultants of the Golden Rose Murder Case, and they are also considered as our own."

Lestrade didn't know where the two went to track down the killer.Among the evidence was a blank letter from Czechoslovakia. Perhaps the two had traveled to Central Europe, and perhaps the two had also traveled to Italy before that.

At this moment, Lestrade sincerely prayed for Carter. It was better not to have the possibility he assumed, or God knows what outrageous cases would happen again.

Montague Street, The Sherlock House.

This time, the two need to make more preparations when they set off to Italy, because what they are going to hunt down is a master drug user who is suspected to be a professional killer.

Putting Italy and professional killers together, one word has to come to mind-mafia.

The mafia originated in Sicily, and there is no need to study its series of changes since the Middle Ages. It is only necessary to understand that after the unification of the north and the south of Italy more than ten years ago, this organization also spread to all parts of Italy.

Although they all bear the name of the Mafia, they are actually based on different family gangs.Generally speaking, the south is strong and the north is weak, and some people have traveled across the ocean and started to take root in the United States.

They provide paid protection to landholders, and the local government will also join in, acquiescing to gang organizations to dominate the local people in extraordinary ways.

However, the current peak of mafia power is far from being reached.

Kelsey compared the current situation with the development of the Mafia in his previous life. In the late 19th century, various branch gangs were still in their infancy, and they were mostly scattered in rural areas or small and medium-sized towns. They were not popular.

However, one or two of them have already reached a certain scale. For example, the Hughes family is engaged in the Italian-American transoceanic business.

Its influence is mainly in the southern island of Sicily. On the surface, it operates the citrus trade in the idyllic and fragrant fields, and has nothing to do with bloody violence.

"A telegram from the American police has also arrived."

Sherlock mentioned another news, and after more than half a month, he finally contacted Golden Rose's cousin Vernon.

Judging from the telegram, Vernon was indifferent to the death of his niece, and was reluctant to cross the ocean to collect Stephanie's body.

Four or five years ago, Vernon learned that Stephanie had a close relationship with many men, and some married men were also attracted to her.

Although Stephanie insisted that her relationship with those men was pure opera singers and lovers, Vernon didn't believe such nonsense.

The main reason for the severance of diplomatic relations between the two parties was a fanatic supporter of Golden Rose's dentist.

Back then, Stephanie was still not popular, and the dentist could be regarded as a person with little money among the supporters.Said this man was crazy, because like Baron Vittorio, he had the intention of killing his wife and remarrying.

"Four years ago, the dentist Angus planned to kill his wife by poison, but died by eating poisoned wine.

The locals don't know why the dentist killed his wife, but Vernon thinks it has something to do with his niece.Then he had a big fight with Ms. Toby, and even though the golden rose became popular, he never contacted her again. "

It is precisely because there are too many people without a lower limit that crimes happen day after day.

In the second half of the sentence, Sherlock didn't say it directly, but showed sarcasm.

Soon, he talked about the suspect in an objective tone, "The dentist's wife has the motive to harm Ms. Toby. When we arrive in Milan, we should talk to her."

The Italian Opera House is located in Milan, where Golden Rose has been an actress for ten years.The family of the dentist who died of poisoning was also in Milan, and the residence of Baron Vittorio was in Vercelli, west of Milan.

Further northwest is Turin.

Turin is the ostensible destination of Kelsey and Sherlock's trip to Italy.

During the more than half a month since the Golden Rose case went viral, the KS team's blood type research also spread throughout Europe.

The two behind-the-scenes bosses of the KS team investigated the case of the Golden Rose. Such rumors have spread more or less, and those who are well-informed must have received the news.

With the local forces in Italy complicated and the identity of the murderer of Golden Rose unclear, the two decided to travel in disguise.

This time, they are a pair of teachers and students from the United States on the other side of the ocean.Invited to Turin, Italy, to provide some input on the expansion of the Egyptian Museum in Turin.

Leaving aside why the Egyptian Museum was built in Italy, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing the footsteps and knocking rhythm, Sherlock opened the door slightly surprised.Mycroft, who doesn't like sports, actually came to deliver two freshly baked 'real' passports in person.

"Sherlock, please don't show your eyes as if you saw sparks hit the earth."

Mycroft entered the room, and Kelsey nodded in greeting to him.

After taking a seat opposite the two, Mycroft thought belatedly, "Oh, I almost forgot. Sherlock, you're not interested in astronomy, but you still know about Mars, right?"

Mycroft asked sincerely without a hint of banter.

Sherlock kept smiling, where did the tacit brotherhood go?

In the past, they didn't always maintain a good brother and sister Gong, and only made some small jokes when there was no third person.

"In front of Kelsey, are you sure you can perfectly play my good brother?"

Mycroft gave Sherlock a savoring look, and he took out the contents of the paper bag.

"Two passports, authentic and verifiable. Don't worry about being accused of using someone else's identity."

Mycroft spread out the passport, pointed to the name on it with a smile, "Forgive me, in my aesthetics, it is really impossible to issue Tom and Jerry's pseudonym certificate."

As Mycroft said, he looked at the two people opposite. What a pair of ghosts, they can actually come up with such a casual pseudonym, and how can they have the least respect for disguises?

"Keep your favorite T and J, I changed it to Terrence and Joe. Terrence Smith, Joe Smith, sounds like Yale University."

Well, whoever fakes/certifies has the final say.

Sherlock and Kelsey silently accepted the passport book. Apart from some identity background information on the table, there were also two boat tickets and two train tickets inside.

"Cross the sea from England to France, and then take the train from Paris to Turin. Tickets are all prepared for you."

Mycroft mentioned that the French-Italian trains were newly built and much more comfortable than the trains made in England in the early years, but unfortunately there were no sleeping cars yet.

"London also has the idea of ​​rebuilding the railway, and the Orient Express running through Europe and Asia is already under construction. I won't say much about these digressions. The main purpose of arranging the train route for you is to prevent the route from changing."

Mycroft watched the two of them.There is no need for him to investigate. After reading "Adventures in the Alps", all of Europe knows that a carriage with people was struck by lightning.

Sherlock and Kelsey collected the tickets silently again, and refused to admit that the strange experience in the book was related to them, which was the story of whiskers and gold-rimmed glasses.

"I booked a first-class car, and there are 12 people in a car. Please rest assured that the rides this time are not threatening."

Mycroft had arranged everything, and he didn't believe that this trip could go wrong again.

"When you get to Italy, you can handle it yourself. Please don't forget that what you are facing is a master drug user. He/she may have gang forces behind him."

Don't act rashly.

Mycroft did not speak, for the haste and the buried truth were often linked with danger.

Mycroft was silent for a few seconds, before returning to his usual calm look.

"Okay, there is one last question. The two are pretending to be teachers and students. Who is the professor and who is the student? Now that it's settled, I will contact Yale to completely confirm the identities of Terrence and Joe."

This is really a thoughtful and thoughtful full set of certification services.

Kelsey and Sherlock looked at each other and started a silent eye fight, both wanting to fight for the identity of the professor.

The reason is simple, a professor can assign students to do tasks, and when encountering strange errands like reading love poems, he can confidently throw them to the students to do.

Mycroft closed his eyes. Where did the two men's calmness go when they handled the case?

Kelsey paused the meaningless struggle first, "I have a proposal, it's better to count the number of petals."

On the desk, in a vase, is a wilting orange rose.

"Before it withers, ask it to contribute a little more."

Kelsey suggested, "How about counting the petals, an odd number is Terrence as a professor, and an even number is Joe as a professor?"

Mycroft glanced at the orange rose, "I think it's a good choice to bet on luck."

Sherlock pursed his lips, and reluctantly asked Mycroft to count, "Okay, please come to a fair conclusion."

"One, two..."

Mycroft quickly gave the final figure, "Forty-two, an even number, is Mr. Bennet becoming Professor Joe Smith."

The status of teacher and student must be confirmed, and Mycroft left.Without observing the follow-up, he also knew that Sherlock would be a little depressed.

Inside the house, Kelsey put away her new identity materials, and walked briskly to go back to her rented house across the street.

"Jerry, oh no, it's time to call him Professor S."

Sherlock called to the happy Kelsey, "Before you leave, leave that petal behind. It will be buried with the main body to commemorate the professorship I missed."

What petals?

Kelsey blinked innocently, she hadn't hidden a petal before.

"Really not?"

Sherlock looked directly at Kelsey suspiciously, "Please don't deceive your poor student Terrence."

Kelsey shook her head, "I really don't have petals. Terrence, why are you so suspicious."

Sherlock bluntly said that because of Kelsey's excellent gambling skills, people suspected that Orange Rose had been manipulated long ago.

Just now, there appeared an elder brother who was happy to see his younger brother suffer.Mycroft had excellent eyesight, so it was hard to say whether he had already seen that the number of petals was even, so he cooperated with a so-called fair game.

After listening to Sherlock's analysis, Kelsey shook her head with a smile, "Mr. Holmes, you are overthinking. Really, I didn't take an extra petal. See you at the pier tomorrow."

Really think too much?

Watching the door being closed, Sherlock packed up his luggage one by one, and finally put the magnifying glass on the desk into his coat pocket.

With this grab, he brought up the newspaper under the mirror.

A rose petal floated out of it, and a smiling face was painted on it!

Who drew it, who put it up, do you even need to ask!

Sherlock turned to look at the window. The man across the street must be very happy.Sure enough, his premonition and inference were correct, and Kelsey was ready to bet on flower petals from the very beginning.

He could have refused.However, an older brother who cheated his younger brother agreed from the side, and set the final result.

"Great, that's life."

Sherlock picked up the petal of the smiling face, wanted to throw it away, and then retracted his hand and clamped it into the notebook.He remembered it.

**

3 month 24 day.

The train from Paris to Milan departs at 04:30 in the evening.If you drive smoothly overnight, wait for the sun to rise tomorrow and arrive in Italy before ten o'clock in the morning.

As Mycroft said, the trains on this line have adopted new technology and are much more comfortable than trains in the UK.

Don't worry anymore, taking the train is equivalent to eating ashes all the way, and there is no food supply, and the embarrassing situation that you can't even go to the bathroom appears.

The carriages are clean and the seats are spacious.

Two people sit in a row, four people sit opposite each other, and a long table is placed in the middle.

12 people in a car.

There are eight people on the left and four people on the right, and the empty space on the right has freed up space for a large suitcase.

Kelsey and Sherlock got on the train 15 minutes earlier, but they didn't expect everyone else in the car to come.

Again, as Mycroft said, the passengers are not threatening, and they all know each other.

Watson and Carter sat in a row; Duke, a young antique dealer I met in Dark Castle, sat in a row with Mr. Bennet; Mrs. Bennet and her five daughters sat in three rows in pairs .

The people in the carriage chatted harmoniously.

Carter claimed to be on vacation in Italy, Duke was invited to the Egyptian Museum, and Watson and the seven members of the Bennet family happened to be attending the same wedding.

"This is really..."

Kelsey looked at Sherlock, only expressing helplessness with his eyes, "Your brother really knows how to choose trains."

Sherlock pretended to be puzzled and blinked, "Professor, what are you? I'm Terrence Smith. I don't have an older brother. I only have you as my cousin, who also serves as my teacher."

The two sat down opposite Watson and Carter, and as visiting teachers and students from the United States, they did not actively join the group chat.

At this point, Kelsey and Sherlock have only one hope...

——Mycroft was right twice, please keep it up, and the third time he was able to predict correctly, allowing them to arrive in Italy safely after waking up from sleep.

"Bang bang!"

Midnight, eleven o'clock.

Many people on the train fell asleep, and were suddenly woken up by the emergency brake.

Kelsey looked out of the window, the little stars, dimly illuminating the overgrown grass.The train was traveling to the outskirts, and it didn't know what happened ahead, and suddenly stopped halfway.

"Why did it stop?"

Mrs. Bennet raised her head in confusion, "It's getting dark, so it's time to arrive?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Bennet suddenly became excited, "God, didn't we encounter robbery?"

"Please don't think about it." Mr. Bennet also woke up, and began to regret after listening to his wife's words.He had said earlier that he didn't want to take the mother and daughter to travel long distances to attend the wedding banquet.

The groom at the wedding was the son of an old friend he hadn't seen for some years.Originally, it would be good for him to go alone, and he didn't have to trouble a family of seven to take the train.

"I'll go ahead and have a look."

Sherlock got up and motioned Kelsey to watch out for changes in the car.

10 minutes passed, and the robbers who did not shout robbery rushed into the car.

Sherlock also came back from the train cab, please stay calm.

"Don't worry, our train is fine. The reason why it stops is because the road ahead is blocked. There is something wrong with the freight train ahead, and we may have to wait an hour or two to fix it."

Sherlock sat down again with no change in expression, Kelsey winked at him, "Are you all right?"

"Our train is really fine."

Sherlock signaled to Kelsian to take heart, and handed out another note.

Kelsey opened it and moved it away, and on it was Sherlock's scrawled handwriting—

'That is, the freight train in front was halfway through, and the locomotive and the first carriage suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the carriages behind could only stop in place. '

what? !

Kelsey read it again to make sure she was right.