big devil holmes

Chapter 13 Research on Scarlet Characters ([-])

At this moment, Deacon Badr, who has not had any huge emotional fluctuations, suddenly lowered his head and looked at the detective's body in his hand!
This corpse, which has long lost all signs of life, is like a flesh and blood doll. Its eyes did not blink, and its mouth did not move, but what is extremely strange is that it is still making a sound as if it is self-serving, even in its tone. And some mockery.
"Then, if you think about it in this way, it's obvious why you took away the clothes of the deceased. Because you gave her the clothes? Maybe since you got married, you only gave her this one gift, right?" She used to show it off in front of her few friends and only wear it when she sees you?

Haha, it must be the alley you invited her to.

A deacon who is busy with many things, after many years of marriage, he finally invited his wife on a date.

But who would have thought of it. Such a woman should be admired and envied.

A promiscuous and unchaste."

"Puff!"

Deacon Badr stomped on the head of the corpse.

This kick was a little hard, and the hardest bones in the human body were crushed instantly, and the aftershocks exploded the scattered pieces of meat, brains and bone scum, and splashed wildly on the wall, making crackling noises .

However, what was not quite right was that this kick, which could clearly penetrate the floor, did not cause too much damage to the hut, and even the dust was not shaken off.

Deacon Badr seemed to have finally realized something, he stretched his hand to the back of his neck, and touched an extremely unexpected spider thread there.

"So...why kill those women in Lower Town?

He didn't want to kill his wife at first, so he used other unclean people to vent his anger?
So why the obsession with quartering all the giblets?

Uh, it couldn't be that your wife cheated on four people, right? You're pretty equal, and you want to share her equally among all the people she's been friends with?

Although sometimes I really don't understand it, but you guys who have been depressed for a long time will always have some weird ideas.

As for why the uterus is left behind? "

The voice of the detective is still ringing, from all sides of the apartment, from among the fragments of corpses that have been stamped to pieces and plastered all over the walls:
"Hiss, is there another life in her womb?
What did you find after dissecting it?But I don't know if this life belongs to you. So, for a while, you are at a loss and dare not make a move?

Or, do you think she was once filled with other people's sticky genetic information, so you feel disgusted and don't want to touch it?

Tsk, although it's all conjecture, it should be like this."

Sherlock's voice is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating, and every trace of exclamation or laughter is extraordinarily harsh.

Deacon Badr lowered his head slightly
Although he still didn't say a word, the blood vessels on the thick neck kept expanding, and the blood inside seemed to break through the walls of the tubes, spewing out with substantial anger.

At the same time, his hand also tore off the spider silk at the back of the neck.
At this moment, all the scenery in front of me blurred, just like the pigment dissolved and recombined in water.

The corpse disappeared, the blood disappeared, and everything returned to the way he had just entered the door.

It turned out that since then, he has not moved
At this time, Sherlock was still sitting on the worn-out patent leather sofa, crossing his legs and crossing his fingers on his lap.

beside him.
Catherine stood upright, while the old priest was sitting on another sofa, and beside her was a huge, chilling spider.

"Look at me and say that the murderer will come to the door." Sherlock spread his hands and said, as if he didn't feel the suffocating pressure in the air.

But just like what he said, the murderer has already confessed himself cleanly.

At this moment, the case can be regarded as the truth.

Although there are still many doubts. For example, when Deacon Badr found out that his wife was cheating, did the beautiful woman cheat on four people at different times, or did the four come together? If they were together , how big a bed do you need?what pose?What is the frequency between them?And whose child is conceived in the womb?

Well, these are not important, after all, as mentioned before, some cases do not need to know too many details, just know who to arrest.

As for why Sherlock can know who the murderer is, it is actually easy to explain.

Because this Badr executive is really a little impatient
He was so impatient that every time Sherlock recounted his reasoning, the other party always raised some questions at the most critical points.
This is inconsistent with his personality. As a deacon of the Tribunal, his job has always been to hunt down and judge. This group of law enforcement machines has always only wanted targets and no reason. People in the entire empire are very clear about this. .As the husband of the deceased, or a devout believer of the Holy See, he should be anxious to find the murderer within 24 hours, and then throw him into the blood prison of the Holy See, killing him to death!

But such a person would actually pay attention to the details of the reasoning in solving the case?

It gives people the feeling that during an exam, students at the back table are asked for answers to multiple-choice questions, but they are asked to write down the process of solving each question.

This is too strange, copying multiple choice questions, of course, you only need to know the options.
Of course, all of the above are actually just the experience of a detective, as well as his irresponsible arrogance and arrogance.

But Sherlock is such a person, he knows very well that his guess is right; it's as if he knows how to stuff a person into a suitcase without worrying that the person will die immediately.

Therefore, the murderer arrived as scheduled, and with the help of some abyssal forces, he cleverly presented his identity as a murderer under the shroud of holy light.

A case ended perfectly.

Uh. It doesn't seem to be quite over yet.

Because the huge spider beside the old priest began to hiss sharply, Catherine's gaze became more and more serious, and the air seemed to become thicker.

And at Baldr's side, a pitch-black rift was torn apart soundlessly.

That is a crack in the abyss that can connect to hell
Immediately afterwards, with a low growl, several huge fangs poked out from the crack.

(End of this chapter)