[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

Song Yiqiao slept on Watson's bed that night.

Watson probably hasn't lived here for a while, everything has been tidied up, except for a few half-read books on the table, all related to medicine, she flipped through them a few times and put them back where they were.

She lay flat on the bed with a warm water bag in one hand, wrapping herself in the warm quilt.Fortunately, there is a spare quilt, otherwise it would be an embarrassing thing.

The warm touch of the lower abdomen stretched all the way to the nerve endings, and the whole person was in a relaxed state.Song Yiqiao's head was still a little confused, and when she thought of Sherlock, she blushed again, and quickly patted her cheek, forcing herself to fall asleep quickly.

In a daze, she seemed to have fallen into a sweet dream.

warm lips...

respite……

The entangled body...and the tightly hugged...warmth...

Song Yiqiao's eyes opened suddenly, and the charming scene instantly turned into an empty ceiling.She suddenly realized something, turned over suddenly, her ears were scorchingly hot.

this this this is—

"Dong dong dong."

The sudden knock on the door made her tense up suddenly, her hand slipped and she accidentally fell off the bed, only to hear a heavy and dull sound of contact with the floor after the exclamation.

Sherlock immediately opened the door, and saw her lying on the ground in a panic.Her short hair covered her cheeks in a mess, and her white neck and arms were exposed in loose pajamas. A pair of beautiful white feet dangled a few times, with slender ankles. hoarse.

"Hey...it hurts!"

He looked away calmly: "Do you need help?"

"No, no need."

Song Yiqiao hurriedly sat up, straightened her hair, and concealed her embarrassment solemnly, but the blush on her cheeks had already exposed everything.

"Did I go to bed too late?"

"No."

Sherlock is the one who gets up late, and even Watson's extremely regular schedule can't save him, it's just that things happen for a reason.

"I have something to do, you stay in your room today and don't go out."

"why?!"

"Selia was killed last night. It happened that you left the envelope and left. Now, all the evidence points to Josie, and they are already looking for your trace."

"how so……"

She was stunned and murmured in disbelief: "Could it be Holly? No, why did she target Celia? She can't do such a thing with her guts."

"Lestrade gave me a case. Judging from the current clues, it may be a serial murder. If it is true, the chances of Celia being the victim are very high. After clarification, you can come forward."

Song Yiqiao bit her lip and agreed in frustration.

Sherlock's decision is in her best interest. If she appears rashly now, she may be involved in the case. She doesn't know Josie well. It will be bad if she says something wrong or is framed, not to mention, She still has to wait for news from the system.

"You go, I will stay in the room."

He hummed lightly, turned and left without saying a word.

Song Yiqiao sat on the bed, smoothed out the broken hair with his hands, and decided to lie down to fend for himself and sleep until night.She fell down on her back with her pillow in her arms, and rolled comfortably a few times.

"and also……"

The door was pushed open again, and Song Yiqiao froze in place for an instant.She raised her head in embarrassment, and the two looked at each other. From Sherlock's gray eyes, she seemed to see a worm writhing on the bed.

Uh……

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Song Yiqiao quickly got up and looked at him as if nothing had happened.

"Breakfast is on the table, and all edible food is in the refrigerator. I believe you should be familiar with microwave ovens based on your experience."

"..."

Obviously, this Mr. Detective seems to have seen her carrying takeaway or frozen food back from the window many times.

"I see."

"Also," he put a few books on the bedside, "in addition to killing time, the most important thing is to enrich your empty brain, presumably with your comprehension ability, you can read a few books for a long time .”

"..."

Accompanied by his words, Song Yiqiao's smile gradually broke.

"Mr. Holmes, you will be lonely for the rest of your life." She curled her lips and warned sincerely.

"Thank you for your advice."

Sherlock's expression didn't move at all, and he didn't pay attention to Song Yiqiao's ridicule at all, so he finally left.

Song Yiqiao closed the door, and lay down on the bed in a daze like deflated.For some reason, she suddenly remembered the dream she had had, and rolled around in embarrassment, lying on the soft quilt.

Lying on her stomach, she gradually became sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

……

On the other hand, Sherlock has arrived at the scene of the crime.

"The victim was 23 years old, a company employee, and was dead when she was found. She died in a rental house and was found by her boyfriend Chester who had been dating for a long time. According to judgment, the woman died around ten o'clock last night. Around [-]:[-], the murderer strangled her neck and suffocated her to death, then cut off her tongue. The reason is unknown and is still under investigation.”

Inspector Lestrade followed by and briefly explained the situation.

The room was not too big, and everything in the living room was neatly arranged, and the uneaten bacon on the chopping board in the kitchen had become cold.There was an unfinished book on the table, Sherlock flipped through it briefly, it was Neruda's poetry collection, and put it down when he saw nothing unusual.

The deceased was lying on his back at the door, perhaps because of the struggle, the slippers were kicked far away.A lot of blood foamed from her lips, and black and red blood clots condensed on her pale face and collar, which looked particularly terrifying.

Sherlock put on his gloves and opened her bloody mouth to look.

"Cut off the tongue with a blade..." he murmured, "Shut up the dead? Perhaps 'he' had had a fierce argument with the dead, and in anger he wanted her to keep silent forever. No, if he and the other The case is related... There is a corpse collecting habit, and it is possible to hate society.”

"There were two cases before her," Inspector Lestrade explained on the side. "One was a fashion designer, female, 26 years old, who died after being raped by choking her neck. Judging from the examination of her lower body, it was suspected that Suffered sexual assault, but the murderer cut off all the skin that could leave marks with a knife, so no valid fingerprints have been found. Another victim was a student, 19 years old, female, who died in a school room The warehouse was dead when it was found. The abdomen was cut open with a sharp weapon, and all the inside was smashed. The strange thing is that there is an insect inside."

"insect?"

"It is a common butterfly specimen, which is so severely fragmented that it is almost impossible to see the original appearance."

Sherlock thought for a few seconds, then stood up suddenly.

"Sherlock?"

"I'm going to see them."

"Then here...there is also the victim's boyfriend Chester, don't you plan to ask?"

"Having a night with a prostitute, I don't think he has the ability to kill his girlfriend, let alone he doesn't have the guts."

Chester, who was poked in the middle, blushed, and accepted the probing gazes of several other police officers in embarrassment.

"Hey, it's human, I'm stressed out and need some special way to vent..."

He knew he was wrong, and the more he spoke, the lower his voice, and finally he simply shut up resentfully.

Sherlock didn't even bother to look at him, and took off his gloves and went out the door first.

……

Sherlock checked the situation of the two corpses, and made an analysis in an orderly but fast manner: "The victims are all young women. Judging from the modus operandi, it is likely to be a serial murder case. The murderer's method is relatively simple. I don't know much about it, so most of the corpses are suffocated to death, and then special techniques are used in the end. Judging from the scars, the murderer is of medium height, with strong hands, strong psychological quality, and... the same as the first victim It’s more likely to be known.”

"Why? Isn't she showing signs of struggle?"

"The traces of her struggle were due to suffocation. If it was due to forced sex, there would be more scars on her body. In this way, not only the nails and part of the skin need to be pulled out, but all the skin must be peeled off to be safe."

"Have you got a definitive analysis?"

"There is not enough evidence to determine the specific purpose of the murderer. Is there any connection between the victims? For example, people who frequent a certain place and know each other. This special modus operandi shows that the murderer is extremely cruel and may have great resentment. Usually gentle and polite, even cowardly, it is difficult to find his existence."

"The common destination has not been found for the time being, the target direction is too big, and it is still under investigation."

Sherlock put on his windbreaker, and walked out the door in full view.

"Sherlock, have you got any results?" Inspector Lestrade asked nervously.

"Be patient, the murderer will show his feet." He said without looking back.

After returning to the apartment, Song Yiqiao was fast asleep. She nestled on the sofa, holding the book in both hands, her head bit by bit like a chicken eating rice.

Suddenly, as if she felt someone approaching, she opened her eyes suddenly, and her vigilant eyes suddenly eased after sweeping across Sherlock: "Fortunately, you came back, and I thought it was someone else, which surprised me."

"Well, is there any progress on the case?"

"A breakthrough is needed."

"Is it a few murder cases in the newspaper?" Song Yi Qiaobi began to sort out, "The first one was choked and skinned, and there was rape; the second was also choked, and the abdomen was stirred open by a sharp weapon."

"The third strangled with a rope and cut out his tongue," Sherlock added.

"A new case happened again? It's really too bad." Song Yiqiao put down her book and sat up, her eyes filled with worry. "Besides letting them suffocate to death first, the follow-up is simply weird and confusing."

"The murderer's psychology is a gradual process when he commits a crime, so it is ruled out that he has a previous criminal record. If the first murder was passionate, it gradually evolved into pleasure from the torture and killing of women, so he will commit the crime again. "

"This bastard!"

"The reason for the butterfly..."

"Butterfly?"

Sherlock was interrupted from thinking, and he was rarely irritable, but quickly explained: "A butterfly specimen was placed in the second abdomen. The method is too novel, and the media will not report it carefully, so as to avoid someone imitating the crime."

"Butterflies in the belly? That's weird, it reminds me of a poem."

Sherlock asked sensitively: "Which sentence?"

"'A shadowy butterfly came to sleep in your belly', doesn't it?"

He tapped his fingertips on the armrest, and instantly recalled the book on the table——

Neruda's Poems!