[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

In a high-star hotel, the sound insulation measures are very good. As soon as Morik got on the elevator, Connie couldn't hear any movement. However, when she broke away from Sherlock's hand and ran to the elevator door, the above display Numbers, exactly the top layer.

Molik really had Philomena's idea!

Connie was dumbfounded, and hurriedly pressed the elevator to go up. Sherlock stepped on his slippers and walked over without a hurry, and stepped in before the elevator door closed.

"Aren't you worried at all?" No matter what, Molik is still an agent!

"He's not good at physical work." Sherlock lazily replied, paused, and then continued: "But it's not mental work."

Connie stopped, and before she could speak again, the elevator stopped.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened.

Connie was dumbfounded by the scene before her eyes.

I saw Morik was being held down by two big men, unable to move, his face was flushed, and the door of the presidential suite was slowly opened at this moment, and Lucia walked away with a drowsy look on his face. out.

"What's the matter... Connie?" Lucia called out the rest of the people. The four girls were at the door, looking at Molik who was pushed to the ground with puzzled expressions.

"What's going on?" Philomena asked, and the two big men next to him let go of Morik, and retreated to both sides of Philomena, with a look of vigilance on their faces.

"...It's a long story." Connie sighed, and Morik stood up and rubbed his arms, the expression on his face had become somewhat resentful at some point.

"Leave." Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was not right, although Philomena had seen Molik before, she was also a person who could understand his face, so she said to Molik.

From Molik's expression, it was obvious that he still refused to give up, and his eyeballs rolled around, as if he was going to make a bad idea.

Connie immediately felt that this person was shameless.

"He is a spy. He came up to use you as a bargaining chip to threaten the Berkeley family to achieve his own goals. He was the culprit who led us to the fire last time, and then he ran away by himself. During this time, all of you Be careful, don't let him find a chance to attack you." I have to say that the two big men beside Philomena are very reassuring.

As soon as Connie said this, Spencer turned pale with shock before Philomena said anything.

The spies and wine are scary enough, now they are not only here to kidnap Philomena, but also have something to do with the last fire

Immediately, the gazes towards Morik became unfriendly.

And Morik's complexion darkened the moment Connie spoke.

It is said that the bird with the gun hits the head.

The consequence of becoming angry from embarrassment is that the cause of becoming angry from embarrassment suffers.

And Connie, unfortunately, was the reason.

Fortunately, there is also Sherlock Holmes who "foresees everything".

At the moment Molik took action, Sherlock, who was close at hand, also picked up Connie and took a big step towards Philomena. With just such a difference of one second, Molik was held down by two big men again. up.

"Hmph! Press it to the police station." Philomena snorted coldly and ordered to go on. Molik saw that he was pressed so hard that he couldn't move, and his expression turned bitter.

"Please, I will exchange confidential information with you!"

"Who cares about such a small piece of news!" Spencer snorted at him with contempt on his face.

Molik was pulled into the elevator, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

"Wait." At the last moment when the elevator doors closed, Lucia uttered, and the elevator doors opened again.

Morik was pushed back again, and everyone's eyes turned back to Lucia.

"This kind of person, you still listen to his request?" Spencer looked at Lucia in disbelief.

Christina said lazily, "It's a deal."

Just a second before the elevator doors closed, the two looked at each other, and a spark flashed in their eyes.

"The high society relies on news to create wealth." Lucia said lightly.

Philomena seemed to be clarified all of a sudden, looking at Lucia and Christina, she seemed to be playing a charade silently.

After a while, she spoke with a touch of coldness in her voice: "But this deal is worth the price. Whether you can get our help depends on whether your news is worth money... Do you understand?"

The bigger of the three spilled blood all over Connie's face.

Morik nodded hurriedly.

"Bring it in." Philomena looked like a queen and led the people in.

In the hands of two big men, Morik was like a little chicken.

Connie: "..."

"Aren't you coming in?" Spencer looked at Connie at the end and asked.

Connie paused, but Sherlock had already stepped down.

She hurriedly followed behind him: "No...can you talk to me after talking?"

Spencer nodded, and walked into the room with a look of incomprehension.

As soon as the door was closed, the elevator door also slowly closed.

Standing on the right side, Sherlock looked at the drooping head of the girl on the left, seemed somewhat frustrated, and reached out and rubbed the top of her head very naturally.

"Molik can't hurt them, don't worry."

Connie was not worried when she thought of those two big guys: "Molick is so cunning..."

"The Berkeley family is the major shareholder of this hotel." Sherlock put an end to all Connie's worries.

Seeing Connie's blank look, Sherlock sighed slightly, and added: "The hotel is equipped with personal bodyguards, and there are security personnel on every floor. Even if Morik holds Philomena hostage, he will definitely escape. Not out of here." Unless he can get a helicopter... But it won't help, because the top floor here is the presidential suite, and there is no rooftop.

Connie froze.

The elevator door opened, and Sherlock just walked out blankly.

"Are you really not going to participate in this case?" she asked back.

Sherlock looked at her: "Isn't this case solved?"

The seemingly more complicated cases are actually simpler, but those seemingly simple cases are more complicated.

In fact, the thing that aroused his slightest interest was the bombing in the small town of Mandalay.

Solved... the husband and wife case?

"You know the murderer?" Connie's eyes widened.

"Molick cleaned Leonard's body, but not his lips. It has a mixture of palm wax, beeswax, lanolin and scallion oil, mixed with mercury and red wine deposits."

Connie's eyes were dizzy, only mercury and red wine she could understand.

So someone put mercury in the red wine he drank?

So the autopsy can definitely detect it?

Oh no, it was covered up by Morik, of course it wouldn't be written in the report...

Hearing her completely wrong judgment, Sherlock was not angry, but tolerantly answered for her: "In ancient Rome, there was a kind of lipstick called FUCUS, which was made of purple-red plant dye containing mercury and red wine. It is made of sediment, while palm wax, beeswax, lanolin and scallion oil are the main ingredients of lipstick.”

Connie: "..."

As a woman, she was ashamed.

"These on Leonard's lips can only prove that a woman once kissed him... Maybe it was Leonard's wife Lilian?" Connie disagreed, as for the lipstick... Suddenly, she paused, and her attention returned to the fucus.

"Is the FUCUS you mentioned very precious, the kind that most people can't use?" Her eyes lit up.

"Yes." Sherlock chuckled, pulling her to sit on the sofa.

Fiddled with the phone in boredom.

After a while, a company page appeared in front of Connie.

It is a company called FUCUS that specializes in cosmetics companies.

The author has something to say: Connie hid her face and cried: I don't deserve to be a girl!