[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Oxford University Library, Helen borrowed a few books as usual and registered them with the administrator.

A long, slender hand with sharp bones took the book she handed over, but Helen stared at that hand in a daze.

She quickly glanced up at the owner of the hand, then immediately lowered her head.

Although it was only a fleeting glance, it caught the attention of the wooden-looking librarian wearing a pair of large glasses.

"What's the matter, Miss?" He asked Helen with a little shyness and anxiety.

Helen buried her head and shook slightly: "No, it's nothing."

The administrator smiled shyly and said nothing, returning the book to Helen.

Helen walked out of the library with some hesitation holding the book, but she couldn't help but bit her lip and looked back.

The sound of the jingling piano slanted out from the piano room, and under the reflection of the moonlight, the handsome and elegant profile beside the piano looked even more stern and charming.

He raised a pair of large white-gloved hands and took off his own gloves gracefully and calmly.

It seems that he is not going to play the piano, but is performing some pious ceremony, with indescribable nobility and holiness.

He sat down slowly, his fingers dancing like artistic sculptures on the keys, completely intoxicated by his own music.

His music can only be described as perfect. It is even more superb than the music played on the player, and the artistic conception is more profound.

He played the music, not to guide him, its only function was to reflect his music.

The librarian wearing big-rimmed glasses was running around the Oxford campus quickly, and his goal was also the piano room.

But when he arrived, what he saw was a handsome face with a bruised nose and a swollen face and a man who was tied up.

There is an elegant letterhead on his chest: "From JM!"

Librarian, no, Sherlock took off his disguise, took out his tools, picked up the thin piece of paper, put it under his nose and sniffed it, perfume?

Sherlock's eyes lit up amazingly for a moment, and he was not angry at being cut off.

After all, he had already solved the mystery and found the murderer, so the case was no longer interesting to him.

It's just that the third person who intervened in the middle really aroused his great interest. He was able to catch the murderer before he knew it, right under his nose.

That letter was a provocation against him, or in other words, it was a declaration of war against him by the mysterious "JM" in the dark.

Sherlock jumped up and down several times excitedly, life is finally not so boring, he has a new goal, it's great!

And JM, who has hidden his achievements and fame, opened the website called Deduction in a good mood, and was very interested in watching it.

When Sherlock rushed to the piano room, when the elegant and dignified man was still playing the piano, a burst of loud applause suddenly sounded behind him.

However, this did not affect the man who played the piano seriously. He still played his piece in an orderly manner.

"It's really good. It's a pleasure to listen to you playing the piano." The man hidden in the dark highly praised his piano sound with an elegant aria.

After playing the last note, Levin slowly wiped his hands with a handkerchief, put on those immaculate white gloves, and said reservedly: "You are here."

His words did not surprise Moriarty's arrival, "I underestimated you."

There was a trace of distress in his voice, but his expression was still cold and arrogant.

"Yeah, you shouldn't use your brains on me."

Moriarty came out of the shadows, looking down on the man who had committed three murders like a king of the night.

Such an elegant and noble person, like a cold and proud nobleman who came out of the Middle Ages, who would have thought that he was such a cold-blooded and ruthless murderer?

"Little Jim actually admires you very much. You can actually commit a crime against me."

Moriarty changed the topic, and he blinked cutely with his pair of deer-like innocent blue eyes, adored like a simple big boy with a little grievance.

At this moment, he is not as mature and elegant as he was in front of Helen, nor is he as powerful and cold as he was just hiding in the dark, but no one can despise him because of this, otherwise the price he pays will definitely be heavier than his life.

Helen barges in at the end of Levin's crime, and he doesn't kill her.

For this man who values ​​music more than anything else and is meticulous, Helen can remember every note and hear the nuances in the music. This alone is enough reason for him not to kill her up.

Levin used Helen to spread suspicion to divert the attention of the police, but this point was destroyed by two men, one was the detective Sherlock Holmes, and the other was Professor Moriarty in front of him.

The protection around Holmes was too tight, and it was very difficult for him to get close, but Moriarty was by his side, so naturally he had to bear his anger.

Therefore, the interception and killing on campus, rumors, and so on.

If the assassination fails, and if you want to damage Moriarty's reputation, the huge scandal of the teacher-student relationship is enough to destroy an ordinary professor.

It's just that he didn't expect him to be wrong. This is no ordinary little professor, but the Napoleon of the European criminal world.

Although Moriarty had great confidence in himself, he would not take risks alone.

He gave an order with a gesture, and a group of people rushed out to subdue Levin.

Moriarty walked up to Levin with graceful steps, and smiled purely and cutely at him, but his subordinates punched that handsome face mercilessly.

Very good, the anger he received from Helen during this period finally gave him an outlet to vent!

In fact, the biggest gain for Moriarty in this case is that he finally found his destined opponent in life, Sherlock Holmes.

In a group of stupid and mediocre ants, there is finally one person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, what a surprise!

He was able to find the murderer behind it so quickly because none of the crimes in Europe could escape the eyes of his king.

But Sherlock Holmes is only one person. He relied on his own wisdom to solve the case at a speed no less than his own. What an amazing wisdom!

The realization that they met each other made Moriarty's whole body boil with excitement.

He really has to thank the pianist who thinks he is smart, this is the best contribution he has made to him.

Sherlock called and informed Lestrade to come to lead the man. This case had nothing to do with him, so he was going to leave.

Of course, what was taken away by Sherlock was the letterhead that was equal to the challenge letter.

Greg, who is well versed in Sherlock's urine, tried to stop him before he left, but failed.

He secretly wondered why Sherlock held back from showing off to them this time.

Although Sherlock would sneer at them every time he deciphered it, they still couldn't help begging for answers.

This time, however, there were more interesting puzzles that caught Sherlock's attention, and he naturally didn't have time to waste solving puzzles for these stupid goldfish.

Although the absence of Sherlock prevented the case from ending so quickly, the murderer had already been found, and Scotland Yard took some time to investigate the motive of the murder afterwards.

Levine is a well-known pianist with a reputation and a visiting professor at the Music Department of Oxford University. He has been invited to give lectures and performances at the Royal Academy of Music and Cambridge University.

His pious and almost sacred attitude towards music does not allow anyone to desecrate the sacred sound in his heart.

Unfortunately, those three female students were all such people, so Levine decided to eliminate these "scumbags".

When captured by Scotland Yard, Levine had been beaten unconscious by Moriarty.

But when he was interrogated, even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it didn't affect the coldness and reservedness exuding from his bones in the slightest.

It was as if he was not sitting in a chilling interrogation room, but in a splendid medieval living room.

He doesn't feel guilty at all for what he did, and he doesn't fear what he will face at all.

He dedicated himself to the music he loved without hesitation, but his dark eyes revealed a slight regret for those who could no longer play music and did not clean up the blasphemy.

The case finally came to an end, and Helen was completely relieved.

This was nothing to her anymore, and the rumors were dispelled by Moriarty when Helen knew nothing about it.

However, today's Helen still has to face Professor Moriarty's "Education of Love" painfully in the office.

The author has something to say: I also admire Levin, who singled out Moriarty and Sherlock ==, but

Juan Fu: Man, you successfully aroused my interest

Mo Niang: Blame me?each other each other

sister paper dislike face

Why bother to challenge the reasoning when I am so hard-witted, my hair is almost gone.Obviously I like gentlemen, but it’s easier to write metamorphosis~~~~(>_<)~~~~, think about the flower god who was spoiled by me back then, and think about the little pervert who was done in one go, it’s just (＞﹏＜)