miss holmes vase

"Do you suspect that I killed Catherine?" Athena suddenly stood up from the chair, looked at Lestrade in disbelief and said, "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart? Is the maid who I grew up with disemboweled and perverted?"

Lestrade stood at the door of her room smoking slowly without saying a word, but Athena was very annoyed to see his silence, so she just walked over and took a cigarette from his mouth without saying a word. He snatched it and threw it under his feet, while grinning and sticking out his tongue, he still didn't forget to raise his foot to crush the cigarette.

Lestrade looked at her angry look, and before he had time to laugh, he heard her say again: "Hasn't anyone taught you not to smoke in confined spaces and public places? Get out, I don't want to see you!" After finishing speaking, Athena directly pushed him out and closed the door directly.

Alek, who was standing on the other side, only looked at his boss's miserable and aggrieved look and shrugged helplessly, "I don't think Miss Holmes would do such a thing either!"

Greg was so aggrieved by Athena's scolding, he just stretched out his hand and slapped Alek on the head wearing a newsboy hat and whispered: "What do you know? This is a routine inquiry, even if I don't ask Someone came to ask. It's not that I don't believe her, but I have to let others believe her, so that she won't be hurt more."

"Oh!" Alek straightened his messy curly hair resentfully, but Lestrade only patted the boy's immature cheek and said: "Stay here, no one is allowed in until I come back, and she Don't come out! Do you know?"

"Inspector, don't worry!"

Greg put the hat in his hand on the top of his hair slowly, took out the pocket watch from his vest pocket, and then walked towards Catherine's room. He skipped the policeman guarding the door and opened the door.

Catherine, whose body had been hastily contained, was now put on the bed, and the blood-stained blanket on the floor had been rolled up and put aside, the whole room was quiet and oozing.

He stood at the door looking at the now empty room, maybe Athena almost ended up in the same fate as Catherine, or maybe he took over the boat ticket last night and lived in a room not far from this room. Nothing happens in the far room.

But he is the best detective in Scotland Yard because he never dwells on the past and what-ifs.Such unrealistic fantasies not only waste time, but also flatten the ambition in my heart.

Greg put his right hand in the gap of the vest and looked at the closet thoughtfully. He walked over slowly and raised his left hand to open the closet door. The two boxes that should have been inside were now only Catherine's skin. The box was placed inside alone, and this was the information Lestrade got after asking Athena in detail.

Athena and Catherine brought a total of three boxes, one box of clothes belonging to Catherine, another box of clothes belonging to Athena, and the last box was the one Athena took away from the room. It is her personal clothing and the most precious jewelry and banknotes.

According to Athena, in a box of clothes in Catherine’s room, there was an expensive suit custom-made for her brother Mycroft in France. Now that I think about it, the murderer might have worn that suit and walked away. Xena's box.

Wearing such finely tailored clothes, the murderer would never be able to hide in second class or worse, and now it seems that first class is the only place the murderer can hide.

Greg also made the first-class cabin the focus of the inspection. Even if the news was blocked in order to keep a low profile, it would not take much time to check such an expensive and conspicuous suit in the first-class cabin. Presumably there must be one before dinner. results.

But rather than looking for the murderer, what made Greg even more puzzled was the bloody "LV" on the wall. The murderer entered the room temporarily wearing the clothes of the waiter, without any clothes for preparation, which indicated that he was the last At the beginning, she was not prepared to use such a cruel method on Catherine.

Whether it was based on the soundproof environment of the box or the corpse... the strangle marks on Catherine's neck also proved this point. Even in the beginning of revenge, the murderer only used the same method as another waiter to strangle Catherine to death.

And breaking the intestines... It's all after Catherine's death.

What happened in the middle that led to such a change?

Greg was thinking without any clue, but he remembered knocking on the door behind him, and he turned around and found that it was Alek.

Alek poked his head and said, "Miss Holmes said she was hungry, can I go to the restaurant for dinner?"

Greg pushed Alek out without saying a word, and after closing the door, he said: "Of course not, she can't go anywhere until she disembarks. I will bring some food to the restaurant for her, and you can go and see her." Don't let her run away."

Alek snorted, hesitating vaguely for a long time before he whispered aggrievedly: "I... I'm hungry too! I didn't eat anything at noon, and I vomited in the morning..."

Greg was a little speechless when he said this, and he didn't know whether he was leading his subordinates to work or bringing a child to make a living, but even so, he just agreed angrily: "Got it!"

As soon as Alek saw that he agreed, he quickly said with a naive smile: "Then I'll go back, I'll go back now! I promise not to let Miss Holmes leave the room!"

Greg watched Alek walking backwards while talking, the childish smile on his face made him even unable to bear to criticize, he just turned around and smiled helplessly before walking towards the restaurant.

French foie gras, fish and chips, smoked fish and egg cream rice, accompanied by a good bottle of wine and freshly baked bread, Athena is very satisfied with tonight's dinner, unexpectedly Greg is so generous.It is strange to say that the salary of a policeman like Greg is not high, nor is his social status high, but his food and clothing are not bad.

Not to mention the dinner, but the suit and leather shoes on his body are far superior to those of the same class, and can even be compared with Sherlock, a wealthy second generation who has no worries about food and clothing.This can't help but make Athena start to wonder about Inspector Lestrade's family background and background, which was not mentioned in "Detective Sherlock Holmes".

Of course, eating food first is still the most important thing.

The good mood accumulated by Athena Yin's food even forgot all about Greg's ruthless questioning of himself before, and Alek, who was wolfing down at the side, just focused on eating without even raising his head.

Greg was the only one left who didn't even touch a knife and fork. He sat on a chair and looked at the pocket watch in his hand restlessly.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Athena raised her head slightly and couldn't help asking.

Greg only said: "You guys eat first, just leave me a sip." After speaking, he slightly raised his hand to pick up the wine on the table and took a sip slowly.

Talking about drinking is more like tasting wine.

At this moment, compared to the detective, he seems to be more like a gentleman of the upper class. Seeing this, Athena felt that Greg was really unpredictable.

"Dong dong!" There was a sudden knock on the door, and Lestrade stood up quickly, walked to the door and opened it. The policeman outside the door was talking to him in a low voice.

Athena was no better than the innocent and heartless Alek who didn't raise her head after eating. She ate a small bite but raised her head from time to time to look around for fear of missing any important information.

Outside the door, Lestrade didn't have a good look on his face, and he even spoke angrily, obviously there was no good news.

It wasn't until he walked in again that Athena hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Did you find anything?"

Lestrade shook his head, picked up the knife and fork and said indifferently: "The first-class cabin did not see the suit and did not find the suitcase. Alek! Go to the second-class cabin with the others to check after dinner. I don't believe he can leave no trace at all."

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"Alek!" Lestrade tapped the glass with the spoon in his hand, and Alek got up quickly and said, "I'm full, I'm going now. Do you want me to watch at night?"

Lestrade shook his head, and said with a bad face: "No need, you go back to sleep and come early tomorrow morning. Tonight is the most critical night, and maybe the murderer may come again to complete the unfinished plan, you stay It's just getting in the way here."

"Will he come again?" Alek looked at him in surprise, and Lestrade only said calmly: "Go! And... let those people shut their mouths tightly, and if there is any gossip... ..."

Before Lestrade finished speaking, Alek lifted the hat hanging on the chair and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this matter is on my shoulders. We Mr. Inspector must be guarding the door as firmly as I am." Mr. Gentleman outside. There will be no gossip!"

After that, he winked mischievously at Athena, but Lestrade frowned and said doubtfully, "Of course I'll be guarding the door, could it be..."

He was slightly stunned, and then he realized Alek's words.He just stood up suddenly and said, "What are you thinking about? If you don't learn well at such a young age, what is going on in your head all day long? There is absolutely nothing wrong with Miss Holmes and I..."

But Alek had already run to the door and said with a mischievous smile: "It's nothing, what are you so excited about?" He closed the door before Lestrade could react, and ran away in a hurry.

Athena, who was biting the spoon, looked at the blushing Lestrade and said, "You really don't want to sleep in it? On the bed? Sleeping beside... me?"

"Miss Holmes! You..."

"Athena, call me Athena!" She stretched out her strawberry red head to gently lick the sauce on the tip of the spoon, her charming eyes blinked slightly, and she looked at him very coquettishly.But Lestrade only said coldly: "Have you had enough trouble? Do you know that at any time tonight...the two of us might die together?"

Seeing that the teasing was unsuccessful, Athena just pouted and said, "That's right! Lying on the same bed with you and dying naked... Tsk tsk tsk! No matter how you look at it, it looks like being revenged for an extramarital affair. That's too ugly to die! Not to mention if you're not very good at your age, it's even more uneconomical if I don't even die as a romantic ghost!"

Speaking of which, Athena stood up, looked carefully at a certain part under Lestrade's dining table opposite, and shook her head with a serious face, lamenting as if Lestrade was a eunuch.

"Athena! You are a fair lady! You shouldn't..." Lestrade suddenly stood up, but before he could finish speaking, Athena's index finger suddenly blocked his mouth.

Athena looked at him with a serious face, and said indifferently: "I hate people telling me what I should do. I am myself. I can say whatever I want, and I can do whatever I want. I don't care if I am a lady or not." , Should women be regarded as a man's property? Should women be dignified and elegant? I don't think so!"

After that, she got up and dropped the napkin in her hand, walked towards the bathroom until the door, then suddenly looked back at Lestrade with a charming smile and said, "Even if I want to sleep with you, it doesn't mean I'm like a whore Despicable. Perhaps... instead, you should be honored for it."