[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Zhejiang University has a medical school that many students do not want to approach, and the medical school has a morgue that medical students do not want to approach.

This time, the murder happened here.

Zhejiang University's forensic science is the smallest major in the whole school. No matter whether the enrollment is expanded or not, only one class can be assembled every year.

The ages of the professors of forensic medicine are very different. There are several old professors who are over fifty and a half feet into the coffin and have been teaching for a lifetime. There is also a young professor who is not inferior to the old professors and has made great contributions to the Hangzhou Police Station to solve the case—— — Qin Xiaoming.

Occasionally, Dai Xiaojie would ignore the ghost legends in the medical school and come to the class—without exception, it was Qin Xiaoming's class.

On this day, I had heard that Qin Xiaoming would come to class at noon, so Dai Xiaojie got up early, washed her hair, took a bath, and put on a beautiful makeup.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I sat down in the classroom, I heard the terrible news passed among my classmates: someone was hanged in the underground parking lot.

Zhejiang University occupies a large area and is the largest university in Hangzhou.

In order to facilitate the students and teachers to go to class and go to work, the underground parking lot was built very large. At the same time, a problem also came up: what should the deceased use to hang himself in the empty underground parking lot?

Zhejiang University has students who are too stressed and jump off the building every year. Suicide has not attracted much attention.

However, the special place and the special way of death aroused the curiosity of many people.Perhaps because they knew the possible impact of the incident, the school immediately called the police as soon as they found out, and organized guards to seal off the scene before the police arrived, preventing irrelevant personnel from entering or leaving.

——In this way, it makes people even more curious.

Dai Xiaojie, a good friend who solved the case in minutes, sneaked out through the back door out of curiosity.

According to the students, the place of death is the basement floor of the medical school.

The underground parking lot of the medical school not only has two conspicuous entrances and exits, but also a hidden exit for transporting corpses, and because of the special nature of the transported objects, no cameras have been installed since the day the exit was built.

Dai Xiaojie happened to know that there was such an entrance, and took advantage of this loophole to get inside the cordon, 20 meters away from the corpse, and watched the scene from a distance.

At this moment, all the lights in the underground parking lot, which is usually reluctant to turn on a small light, are all turned on, and with the lighting equipment brought by the police, the lower floor is as bright as daylight, and not even a hair will be missed.

There was a circle of people in the center, those in police uniforms, those in big white coats, and those in casual clothes that did not look like those who appeared on the scene.

Police, forensic, that...

Dai Xiaojie always felt that the man in the gray coat with his back to her looked familiar.

"Sherlock?"

The man who had been holding a mobile phone next to the man in the gray coat suddenly made a sound.

Sherlock?

Dai Xiaojie was so excited that her hands and feet trembled.

Isn't it?There are many people named Sherlock in this world, and isn't that the only one that she feels familiar with?

Sherlock Holmes.

Dai Xiaojie repeated the name she knew so well by her lips several times, and she was so nervous that she clasped the chain of her backpack firmly in her palm, fearing that it was just a beautiful dream.

The man in the gray coat finally turned sideways, revealing a side face with a beret, uncovered curly hair, a retractable magnifying glass on the corpse, and his serious eyes.

What case could make Sherlock serious?

Dai Xiaojie reluctantly looked away, and the next moment, her breathing stopped.

I saw a girl in a long white dress lying in the center surrounded by the crowd. It was too far away to see how distorted her facial expression was.Compared with this, what attracts others' attention is the huge blood-stained pentagram on the ground.

The diameter of the pentagram was as long as the height of a grown woman, just enough to include the deceased.The deceased's arms were spread out, his feet were spread out, and his head was used as a point to form a "big" character.

Dai Xiaojie looked at the amount of bleeding that dyed the entire pentagram red, and didn't believe the news at all.

Hanged?hehe.

It was impossible for others to see the weird situation at the scene, so the school blocked the scene early, called the police, and at the same time released rumors that were more attention-grabbing than suicide but more normal and easier to accept than the truth.

Or...the rumor loses two-thirds of its truth in the process of spreading, and finally spreads into another completely different version.

The case is not important, what is important is that Juan Fu is still in Hangzhou!

After sending the text message to Xi Ya, Dai Xiaojie continued to stare at Sherlock's deep profile side face in a nympho, not paying attention to the momentary stiff expression of the person she was looking at.

"What's the matter?" Watson, who was facing Sherlock day and night, was the first to notice the abnormality.

Sherlock shook his head, his eyes swept across the entire underground parking lot inadvertently, and when he touched Dai Xiaojie's position, he went a little deeper, and then returned to his original position quite naturally, as if he had never noticed that there was an uninvited person hiding there.

When Sherlock glanced over, Dai Xiaojie just looked down at the content of Xi Ya's text message, and missed that moment, otherwise she might be dizzy with excitement when she saw the beloved male god.

[Your male god loves to challenge new heights. Wherever he is, there will be difficult cases.Thinking of this, are you still happy? 】

Cursing Xia Ya's incomprehension, Dai Xiaojie turned her fiery gaze back.

Sherlock, ignoring the eager eyes on him like chewing gum, spoke rather quickly.He was always talking at this pace, especially with a group of goldfish that were as stupid as Scotland Yard police officers.

But today seems a little different.

"Obviously homicide, every wound is in the dense vein, the murderer has common medical knowledge, male." Sherlock didn't turn his head, "Where's the forensic doctor?"

A young policeman was stunned for a long time, and then blushed for a long time, and said in broken English, "Excuse me, can you speak slower? My English is not very good."

Sherlock: "..."

Watson covered his mouth, turned his head aside, and secretly smiled.

Dai Xiaojie also laughed.

Although Sherlock is one of her favorite male gods, the current situation is really embarrassing.

Accustomed to the group of British natives in Scotland Yard who can hear every word no matter how stupid they are, the otaku Sherlock finally walked out of 221B Baker Street and came to China. For a moment... people couldn't understand what he said, ah poof.

At this moment, Dai Xiaojie suddenly understood the reason why her friend worked so hard to learn foreign languages ​​in high school.

What's more embarrassing than the little policeman not being able to understand, is that when Sherlock was already disappointed with the goldfish who were stupider than Scotland Yard, and planned to tell them in a more succinct and understandable way, he suddenly discovered a terrible fact: he still Do not know Chinese!

Knowing ten languages ​​and learning one language in three days, the omnipotent Sherlock can't even speak Chinese!

China was not included in the original itinerary plan, but when they reached the Russian border, Watson suddenly wanted to go to China, and Sherlock came with him.

If I had known that a stupid goldfish is higher than a mountain, and an ocean is deeper than an ocean, it must have taken five days to learn Chinese CET-[-]!

Xu Shi felt that he was ashamed in front of international friends, so a policeman who was a little older stepped forward, speaking at a normal speed, but still more than half slower than Sherlock's, and said, "Sorry, can you please?" Would you say it again?"

Sherlock stared, no matter how unwilling he was, he was still defeated by the little elf who didn't understand the language.

Repeating again, Sherlock deliberately slowed down his mouth: "What about law and medicine?"

When the speed of speech slowed down to a certain level, the policeman was even more embarrassed. His IQ was severely crushed, regardless of language ability or ability to solve crimes.

"Qin Fayi has been notified, he will come soon."

Sherlock nodded, not expecting anything.

The English of the Chinese policeman is not good, and he can't speak Chinese. Visually, the English of Qin Fayi, who has not yet arrived, is not much better.

However, unexpectedly...

Qin Xiaoming arrived very quickly, and before he entered the scene, he put on gloves and a hat while listening to the police on the road. On the way, he quietly took a panoramic view of the surrounding environment and asked a few questions .

Inside look at the doorway.

Sherlock understood with just one glance: fellow-men.

"This is Qin Xiaoming Qin Fayi."

"This is Sherlock Holmes, the famous British detective."

After the two parties met and greeted each other, Qin Xiaoming quickly conducted a preliminary examination of the corpse and gave a report in time: "The liver temperature shows that the time of death is 4-5 in the morning, and the cause of death is preliminarily estimated to be that the veins were cut everywhere and he died of massive bleeding." As for whether the deceased was voluntary, whether the blood contains some kind of drug that controls the spirit or resistance of the deceased, further examination is needed to find out."

The problem that Sherlock worried about before seeing no one did not exist.

Qin Xiaoming's English is very good, and his speaking speed is not fast, so that Sherlock can understand it, and the local police won't be confused and have no idea what he is talking about.However, they seem to understand some of the key forensic terminology, and they barely understand it by connecting the context and context.

The initial diagnosis of the forensic doctor was not unexpected, but at 4-5 in the morning...

Sherlock looked at Qin Xiaoming: "What were you looking at on the way here just now?"

Qin Xiaoming was surprised by Sherlock's question, and also wondered how Sherlock knew what he was doing outside in the closed underground parking lot.

However, Qin Xiaoming has also heard of this famous detective who is quite famous all over the world, and he does not hide it: "The corpse is easily affected by the surrounding environment and temperature. The easier it is to affect the determination of the time of death, so I develop the habit of observing the surrounding environment when I go to the scene."

"At a glance, there are two entrances to this underground parking lot. I just asked the dean of the medical school. There were indeed only two entrances at the beginning of the establishment, but a hidden entrance was specially opened for the students of forensic science. There are corpses transported exclusively, and there is no monitoring."

Sherlock's lips curled up.

— This is a sign that he is interested in something.

Dai Xiaojie was so excited that she took a step forward, the truth was about to come out!The male god is going to show off!

Qin Xiaoming didn't know Sherlock as well as Dai Xiaojie did, so he felt that this smile was a little... scary, "Mr. Holmes?"

In an instant, Sherlock restrained his smile and said solemnly, "It's nothing, just tell me."

"Oh." Qin Xiaoming didn't know why, and continued, "Based on the preliminary determination of the time of death, there may be no witnesses at that time, but I found the sweet-scented osmanthus tree at the hidden entrance of the parking lot..."

Sherlock smiled: "Broken."

"You..." Qin Xiaoming was shocked.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, happy new year

Recently, the fourth season of Sherlock has been missed!It's a bolt from the blue, I'm going to make up the show!Don't stop anyone, if the next chapter is not replaced tomorrow, it must be because the author can't get up late ╮(╯_╰)╭