Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

There are more than 150 people in the Maria Monastery, including 15 female students living in the school.

It is a rare open day this weekend, no matter the relatives or friends of the students, or those who are interested in girls' schools, as long as they are female and pay a certain amount of admission fee, they can enter the hospital to visit.

09:30, the opening time is up.

A long line in front of the courtyard entered one after another.

"There are 39 people queuing now."

In this regard, Sherlock estimated the peak number of people in the monastery on the open day, "after noon, it is likely to reach about 300 people."

Kelsey looked at the process book, and today's lunch can be chosen by oneself in the restaurant or in the open air, so there are two more time periods when the crowd is most likely to gather in the building.

"At 01:30 in the morning, the dean gave a speech in the auditorium. At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, students began to perform poetry recitations and other performances."

"The performance in the afternoon may not necessarily go well."

Sherlock did not rule out the possibility of the murderer doing the speech in the morning, but if the murderer wants to make a big sacrifice, it is more likely that everyone will arrive in the afternoon.

Therefore, the gathering of teachers and students in the auditorium for the one-hour speech in the morning is the best time to find out the murderer.

For an hour, you can't walk around suspiciously.

In one hour, it is necessary to distinguish the murderer from three or four hundred people.

Although it is speculated that the murderer is very likely to be in the monastery, only the undersized shoe size and the portrait that may have been disguised can be determined.

No one can guarantee that the murderer will play cards according to common sense, and no one can guarantee that it will be arson and sacrifice. What if there is an explosion during the speech in the morning?

Relatively speaking, even if the underground route of the monastery is unknown, there are only one or two hidden murderers to face.Unless the murderer chooses to die together, the probability of distress is low.

As a result, those who remain in the auditorium have to take higher risks and deal with more complex search tasks.

Thinking of this, Kelsey suggested lightly, "Otherwise, let me go to the auditorium and listen to the speech of the head nun. I haven't heard a similar speech."

Sherlock listened, and he couldn't bear to refute this lame excuse. "Jerry, are you sure you want to listen to the speech and not worry about me?"

"Of course not." Kelsey answered quickly, adding, as if to add credibility, "Whether it's on the ground or underground, there are dangers, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Duplicity, insincere words, duplicity. Above, you call the third, no one dares to call the second."

Sherlock's eyes were straight, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. "Okay, no one is worried about anyone. I also like to listen to the dean's speech, and I can't give up the opportunity to you. According to the original plan, act separately."

Act, just act.

Kelsey understands that the best way to solve the danger is not to argue about who goes and who stays, but to control the murderer gang earlier.

So I started to search for clues based on the map, searched the monastery, and looked for the passage leading to the suspicious underground chamber.She checked several entrances on the architectural sketch first, but nothing was abnormal.

The normal passages still in use are fine, so will the murderer come and go through unconventional paths?

Next, in those corners that can hide people's eyes, check the situation around the manhole cover on the ground one by one.

In the end, half a muddy footprint was found near the mouth of the sewer in the abandoned back garden.

——Men's leather shoes, the size is too small, exactly the pattern that appeared at the rabbit killing scene.

Kelsey brushed aside the weeds and easily opened the manhole cover.

It's not that she is super strong, but that the manhole cover is not tightly closed, and it can be seen that people have been coming in and out.

On the side of the well, a series of rusty stairs descended.There is no light going down, so there is no way to judge the specific depth of the bottom of the well.

Kelsey listened attentively, but there was no sound coming from below.

She lifted up her long skirt and tied it in a knot, lit a torch, and went down the well as quietly as possible.

About ten meters down, came to the bottom of the well.

There is only one one-way corridor here, leading to the unknown darkness.

Kelsey walked forward calmly, and soon came to the fork in the road, and felt a strange smell coming from the right side.

It's kerosene!

There is a hint of kerosene smell here, as if the kerosene barrel has been overturned.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to store flammable materials such as kerosene at the bottom of abandoned wells.

Kelsey quickly walked towards the smell of fire oil.

All the way in the dim light, there is a long series of oil stains on the ground, which are probably the oil stains that have dripped in the past three or four hours.

Tracking along the oil stains, we went around a circle with seven turns and eight turns.

Fifteen minutes later, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of him.This is already the end of the corridor, and there is a room at the end, and the light shines through the half-open door.

Kelsey slowed down her breathing, approached step by step and pressed against the door, making sure that there was no sound in the room.

"Crack-"

She just gently pushed the wooden door open.

Looking in through the half-open door, there is a desk in the room with a kerosene lamp on it.The chair in front of the table was pulled aside, and there was no sign of anyone.

Kelsey then put away the gun and drew the gun strapped to his leg.

Pushing open the door and entering, he quickly pointed the gun directly behind the door, but there was no one hiding there.

It should be said that there was no one in the room.

There is only a secret room of seven square meters, which can be seen at a glance.

A single bed, a bookshelf, a desk and a chair.

Looking down, the bottom of the bed was empty, and there were traces of boxes stored there, but they were all emptied now.

Kelsey doesn't think the building is empty.

The pen on the desk was not capped, and the thick notebook was laid flat, and the murderer just left temporarily.

Hurrying, Kelsey quickly scanned the notebook.

The notebook does not use complex encryption, and it is full of French, recording the criminal's mental journey.

This criminal diary, in short, records a twisted relationship.

The big and small Lyle brothers had a crush on their 13-and-a-half-year-old biological sister.

After being discovered by their father, the two were thrown into the African branch to reflect on themselves, and they could not return to France until they completely gave up their minds.

On the other hand, Mr. Ryle plans to send his daughter to a convent after her 14th birthday.Closing the school can prevent her daughter from being harassed or hurt by her brothers.

It was a good plan, but a few months after the Ryle brothers were sent away, a flu hit the Ryle family.

Unfortunately, neither Mr. Ryle nor Miss Ryle survived.

When the big and small Lyle brothers in Africa heard the bad news, they didn't want to believe that they hadn't been able to see their beloved sister again.The obsession with resurrecting people at all costs takes root.

'Tap ta--'

At this time, in the quiet corridor, the sound of a person's footsteps sounded from far to near.

Kelsey didn't look at the diary any more, restored everything, and pushed the door to its original half-closed angle.

Holding her breath, she hid behind the door. Hearing the approaching people, she silently counted 'three, two, one'.

The next moment, Big Lyle stepped into the secret room triumphantly, preparing to write the last diary entry before his sister's resurrection.

Unexpectedly, after he pushed the door and entered, his eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and he saw the black muzzle of the gun appearing in front of his eyes.

"you!"

Big Ryle's complexion was pale, but his reaction was quick.

He didn't ask who was coming, but sneered and stretched out his hand in his pocket, holding a pull ring bomb in his hand, "If you dare to shoot, we will go to hell together."

The words are divided into two parts.

Time went back to before the speech started.

According to the setting of the script, Sherlock came to visit the monastery today to choose a school for his little niece.

The family has just returned from overseas, so they are looking for parents who have returned from the southern hemisphere to chat with the students, hoping to help the little niece adapt to the time difference life from the southern hemisphere to the northern hemisphere.

Sherlock walked through the crowd, and half an hour later, he chatted happily with several middle-aged female parents.

He has figured out the itinerary of these people. They travel across the ocean from time to time, either to African territories, or to Australia for business.Most of the children in the family came to Paris from the southern hemisphere.

After a group of people entered the auditorium, the parents met their children as a matter of course.

The various small groups sat scattered, and the entire auditorium was basically full one after another.At first glance, it looks like a vast expanse, and the women in different dresses are competing for splendor, which is dazzling.

Based on the information he just inquired, Sherlock had a general understanding of the seat distribution in the auditorium, so he first came to the back row.

Entering the arena at ten o'clock, everyone who walked into the auditorium was watched by him.

Immediately judge whether the origin of these people has a sense of violation, and quickly screen out suspicious objects.

Afterwards, the dean will give a full hour speech.

Based on the evidence at the crime scene, the murderer of the blood sacrifice was not as cautious as before.

Sherlock does not believe that the murderer has been able to maintain a perfect disguise today.

If the murderer wants to harm the monastery, there will be emotions such as disdain and ridicule.He should pay close attention to the changes in the demeanor of some of the suspicious elements during the speech process.

Who are the suspects?

Prior to this, whether it was Kandy and Shannon whose identities were unknown, or the street girl who abducted Blanki, the suspects were all slender.

Suspicious targets today, outward appearances are quite the opposite.

Among the more than 300 people, Sherlock identified four suspects like looking for a needle in a haystack.

——The shoe size of the suspects is the same as that of the crime scene, and they are all a bit fat.

Why are all the suspects today slightly fat?

Because the murderer had to disguise himself twice, there was a high probability that he would not use his body type when he was hiding in the monastery.

If it is a man disguised as a woman, pretending to be fat or ugly like him is the least error-prone way to cover up.

After all, talent is rare.

It is easy to control the faces of both men and women, and can show two different kinds of beauty. In addition to the pinnacle of camouflage, one has to have a god-sent appearance.

Is it just appearance?

After Sherlock determined the range of the suspect, he quietly changed seats.

Sit at the most suitable angle, and use the reflection of the hand-held cosmetic mirror to pay close attention to the changes in the expressions of several suspects.

In this way, he listened to the dean's speech and observed every move of the suspicious subjects.Use three things in one mind, and then think of the glimpse in the morning.

Rational analysis, first of all, it can be determined that he will not have feelings beyond friendship for men.

Kelsey, however, is something special.It seems that another self has appeared in the world, but it is not exactly the same.From time to time, the two can collide with sparks of thinking, and the tacit understanding is so good that no extra explanation is needed.

It felt wonderful, or almost wonderful.

If two people are of the same gender, they will become best friends, but if they are of different genders...

At this time, the cold sneer of the second suspect in blue skirt appeared on the mirror.

Halfway through the speech, the blue skirt listened carefully from the beginning, and gradually became a little impatient.

At the moment, the dean talked about how to deal with female students playing truant and dealing with men.

The blue skirt couldn't hide the bloodthirsty and crazy look, and this topic hit his sore spot.Soon his facial expression twisted and became triumphant again.

Sherlock didn't listen to the speech or think about anything else. He stared at the blue skirt, taking in a series of micro-expressions.

Ten past eleven.

The dean finished his speech on time, so that everyone could go to enjoy lunch.

The blue skirt didn't greet anyone, and was about to leave the auditorium alone, unaware that she was already being watched.

"This classmate."

Sherlock followed behind the blue skirt, and when he turned into an empty corridor, he suddenly called out, "I have some questions for you."

The blue skirt was startled by the sudden sound.To cover up his guilty conscience, he turned around and scolded:

"What are you asking! There are so many people in the monastery, you are blind, and you want to ask me for a question. I won't give you a single word!"

This kind of quality really doesn't look like a student of Maria Monastery.

Sherlock pointedly pointed out the purpose of coming, "But you are the only one here who can tell the truth. I want to talk to you about the Argor."

Ah!Ge!you!Number!

It was the constellation of Argos attached to the four corpses.

This word successfully made the blue skirt turn pale, and wanted to run away.

Sherlock reacted extremely quickly, clasped the blue skirt's hands behind his back, and at the same time pulled the suspect's collar down slightly.

Sure enough, without the cover of the stand-up collar, the blue skirt can no longer conceal the male's protruding Adam's apple.

"A man disguised as a woman, where is your accomplice?"

Sherlock stared at the blue skirt, and heard that he no longer concealed his voice, and laughed hoarsely.

The blue skirt shook her head frantically, "You mortals will never be able to imprison our souls."

Who cares about your soul.

After Lan QuoQiu finished this sentence, she refused to cooperate and said nothing else.

However, even if a murderer is caught, nothing can be said about it.

There is a male murderer in the convent girls' school. Once the news is leaked, it will definitely deal a blow to the reputation of those female students.

Sherlock could only gag the blue skirt first, find an empty classroom and tie him inside, while he went to find the dean to cooperate with the follow-up.

Just ran out of the corridor and was about to call the head of the hospital.

'boom--'

The ground on the first floor trembled suddenly, and at the same time, a booming sound was heard from outside.

"My God! Was it an earthquake?"

"No, no, it looks like something exploded."

"Oh my god, the ground was trembling just now! What's going on?"

The faces of the parents and students changed drastically, and they ran out of the classroom building one after another, terrified that something went wrong.

Seeing that the commotion was about to start, Sherlock stopped in his tracks.

For the time being, he suppressed his worries about the underground situation, and quickly told the dean the situation of the blood sacrifice murderer.

"One murderer has been tied up in classroom 103, and the underground explosion is most likely caused by another one. Please quickly organize people to detain the murderer in classroom 103, and evacuate the crowd immediately."

Sherlock dropped the words very quickly.Without waiting for the dean to ask any more questions, he immediately ran towards the direction of the explosion.

I saw that all the dead trees around the garden after the abandonment had fallen.There was thick smoke billowing inside, making it hard to see what happened.

In the white mist, there seemed to be no living creatures.

"Jerry! Jerry!"

Sherlock waved away the mist in front of him with his hand, but there was no response to the call.

At the moment, the back garden is very quiet.

It was the dead silence after the explosion.

"Jerry!" Sherlock kept yelling, and while trying to find a way to the underground in the thick fog, he raised his voice, "Kelsey, if you hear it, squeak."

One minute passed, Sherlock was about to shout again, but he heard movement not far from his feet.

"squeak--"

Kelsey slowly leaned out of the well, "Squeak, squeak, squeak—"

Sherlock came to the mouth of the well in two steps in three steps, and pulled him out without saying a word.I saw that Kelsey was covered in black and gray, and there was no obvious blood or other injuries on his body.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I came up late hiding from the thick smoke, and the one who had trouble lay down below."

Kelsey said, still joking, "Tom, can you change the sound next time? And let me squeak, squeak, it doesn't sound good."

Sherlock spoke, but stared at Kelsey for a moment.

"what happened?"

Kelsey didn't understand, what did she look at her without saying a word?

She didn't need to look in the mirror, she also knew that her face was gray and black, and there was nothing to look at.If you are worried about her physical injury, you should also ask directly.

"Oh, nothing."

Sherlock said lightly, "It was windy just now. I listened carefully, and there seemed to be some noise, but I couldn't hear it again."

"windy?"

Confused, Kelsey looked up at the sun.

Today is sweltering and windless. If there is wind, the dense fog should have blown away long ago.

Sherlock looked right, "Yes, there is wind. You have been affected by the aftermath of the explosion, and your senses are dull. It wasn't wind just now, what was it?"