what do you think sherlock

Chapter 138 Clues
Director Wang Delei's office is very clean and tidy, and there are not too many clutter in it.

Open the door of the office, and you can see one window after another. The sunlight shines through the windows to brighten the room, and there are two thick cotton curtains hanging on both sides of the windows. The ties were fastened and did not hang down to block the light.

A huge oil painting hangs on the left side of the entrance, depicting scenes from theater performances.What's interesting is that the Windmill Theater is famous for its nude performances, but in the oil painting hanging in the director's office of Wandley, there is no shadow of any naked performers.

On the right is the desk of Director Wang Delei. Behind the boxy desk is a very comfortable chair, and behind the chair are several metal display racks, on which are placed a lot of Books and personal collections of Vandelay Director.

The main function of this shelf is to show the style and taste of the owner of the office. At this time, if the middle class has the ability, they all like to place such a display shelf in their office or study.As for the upper class, they prefer to organize different styles of collection rooms for their different collections.

The shelf in charge of Wang Delei is dominated by books, mostly art-related works, with some arty popular novels mixed in.Sherlock randomly picked up a copy and flipped through it briefly. Judging from the texture of the paper and traces of arrangement, these things have hardly been flipped through.

Of course, this is also normal. With the continuous improvement of printing machines, the cost of books has become lower and lower. In this era, there have been many book collectors who collect books purely for the purpose of collecting books.

If you have bought it, you have seen it. The consumption concept of literature and art in the industrial age is always so simple and meaningful.

In addition to books, some trophies and small works of art are also displayed on the display shelves. Most of these trophies are related to the performances of the theater, which is a symbol of the windmill theater's fruitful achievements in the field of art.

Generally speaking, these things are more in line with the identity of director Wang Delei, and whether it is books, trophies and artworks are kept very clean and tidy, and there are no obvious traces of dust on the bookshelves. It can be seen that Director Wang Delei is a good People with hygienic habits.

The objects on the desktop are even simpler. Apart from a few pens for writing and a few documents placed in disorder, there is no redundant content.

In the drawer are some seals, tobacco and pipes used by Director Vandel, and some tobacco dust is scattered outside the tobacco box.In addition, there are some old documents stored here, and it is very likely that his users have forgotten that they are here.

"There is nothing worth noting about my office, right?" Wang Delei showed a flattering smile, looking at Sherlock and Di Renjie who were walking back and forth in the room: "I think this is a simple office from any angle." It can no longer be a simple office, it can be described at a glance."

"What you said makes sense, Mr. Wang Delei, you are indeed a well-organized person." Sherlock showed a harmless smile and looked at Director Wang Delei.

"Thank you for your compliment." Wang Delei replied with a smile to Sherlock, but a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Is there a bathroom nearby? I'll go out, and you continue to chat." Sherlock waved at Director Wang Delei and walked out the door, while Di Renjie pulled Director Wang Delei very tacitly, and chatted about some of his daily life The little details:
"Do you usually have the habit of smoking? Where do you like tobacco? Personally, I prefer the ones from Central America"
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Tower of London, White Tower.

Mycroft came to Lamb's office unhurriedly.

"It's amazing, Mycroft, I've seen you more times in this short month than in the past year combined." Lamb exhaled a smoke ring and said mockingly.

"Come on, I don't really want to see you." Mycroft put down his cane, put his legs up on the coffee table, and found himself a comfortable position, but he frowned slightly as soon as he sat down: "Say Honestly, Lamb, your sofa deserves a proper scrubbing too."

"I think this is very good, maybe it can reduce the number of times people like you bother me." Lamb smiled and took a sip of the whiskey in his glass, smoked with one hand and took a sip of wine, fully showing the demeanor of an outstanding civil servant .

"Actually, I don't think it's necessary to tease each other like this every time we meet. I think you know that if there's nothing really going on, I wouldn't want to come to you." Mycroft spread his hands helplessly road.

"Then I suggest that you can talk about the business directly. In fact, sometimes it's good to use the phone." Lamb said with a smile.

"Come on, I don't want our conversation to be eavesdropped." Mycroft also chuckled, then tapped the small table next to him lightly with his hand, and said seriously: "Remember what I said when I persuaded you to take office? No? Neither you nor I have forgotten the case three years ago."

Lamb's frivolous movements were interrupted by McFive's words, and a slightly serious expression was rarely shown on his face, but after a blink of an eye, this slightly serious expression flashed away like a rainbow after the rain. Passed away and disappeared immediately.

"Come on, I'm just tempted for a moment. After all, Patton is dead. Even if we find the truth of the year, even if we can really prove something, so what?" Lamb twitched deeply. Take a puff.

"You and I both know that Patton is just a part of that thing. We have never been able to get a glimpse of its whole picture, but this time we may have a chance." Mycroft leaned forward slightly, staring at it seriously. Lamb said.

"Opportunity, well, this is really a word full of hope." Lamb raised the wine glass in front of him, then flipped his hands and poured the wine on the ground: "This glass is for Parton."
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"Sorry, it took me a little longer to go to the bathroom." Sherlock said politely, although there was no sign of embarrassment on his expression.

"It's just in time for you to come." Di Renjie waved at Sherlock, calling him to come and admire Director Wang Delei's collection:

"These are all valuable souvenirs, and they have been carefully packed and maintained in very good condition."

"Yes, yes, I care about these trophies very much." Director Wang Delei didn't know what the two people around him were thinking, but at this moment he could only cooperate.

"However, I heard that you are not a person who likes to clean up the house on weekdays. Your office has to be cleaned by a special cleaning lady every week in order to keep it clean." Information obtained during staff chat.

His words made Director Wang Delei's face suddenly turn ugly.

(End of this chapter)