The Magician of the Beautiful World

This situation made Strange frowned, obviously Strange judged that this place was definitely where the incident happened.

And the person who had the accident was probably Mia Lester, the woman who lived next door to Comia.

But what about the corpse?

Strange looked around, but he didn't find any trace of the corpse at all.

Moreover, the ventilation condition of this ghost place is not bad. If Strange hadn't used magic, he probably wouldn't have discovered that something serious had happened here.

"Sherlock." Just as Strange was contemplating, Everett suddenly called out, "Look here."

"What's the matter, John?" Following the direction Everett pointed, Strange looked around, and suddenly he noticed this mark on an iron frame.

Strange immediately walked over and inspected it carefully, and soon he frowned: "It's a scratch, but it's the trace of a human scratch."

"Yes, that's right." Everett nodded: "The woman's hand, because there is some red residue left in this mark, it's not blood, I think it should be nail polish. Also, in that place, there is I also found some hairs near the parking lot where we came in."

"Hair?" Strange walked over, and soon he saw a very inconspicuous hair.

Picking it up, Strange smelled it, and at the same time, his brain was running wildly: "This is not human hair, the texture is wolf fur, but it's very strange, it actually smells like perfume."

Strange smiled as he looked at the hair in his hand, and it could be seen that he seemed to have found the point now.

Obviously this place should be a murder scene, and it was definitely a werewolf who did it, and it was a very interesting werewolf.

"It seems that we are going to visit Mr. Lester's house, John." Strange said, looking at the hair in his hands.

"Indeed. This is a wealthy area with a well-established security system, but Ms. Comia said that when she called the police, the police also came to investigate, but they didn't find anything."

Everett said: "The police investigation will definitely look at the surveillance, which means that there is nothing on the surveillance."

"And this perfume is from Dior, a brand produced in France that represents the essence of noble and elegant life style." Strange smiled: "Most people would not spend money on it, because it is too expensive."

"So, the werewolf who did it should be a human now?" Everett guessed: "But he is sure that he is rich, and with surveillance, he should live in this community."

Strange glanced at Everett, this guy really deserves to be an agent of the CIA.

If it wasn't for this guy, although Strange didn't think he would be unable to solve the case, he also felt that he wouldn't have found so many clues so quickly.

Shaking his head, Strange stopped thinking about these things, and now he was very curious about Mia Lester's life.

Although Ms. Comia said that the Leicester couple basically had no enemies, and they lived very happily together.

But family tragedies or some kind of extreme mentality are almost always caused by a single thought, or caused by long-term depression.

Strange was going to get some information from Mia Lester's husband, to see if they had messed with someone or said something wrong, especially about their neighbors.

After coming out of the basement, the two of them didn't wake up Comia, but walked directly towards Mia Lester's house.

I have to say that the two are really very close to each other, it can almost be said that there is only a wall between them.

No wonder the werewolf chose Ms. Comia's basement as the location of the crime, because the two garages were basically connected.

Coupled with the distance separated by a wall, and all kinds of flower beds and trees as shelters, I am afraid that even the camera cannot capture anything.

"By the way, John." When the two of them came to the gate, Strange suddenly said: "When they ask later, they will say that we are private detectives, and we have accepted the commission of Ms. Comia Private eye. Got it?"

"Of course." Everett nodded: "To be honest, if you don't tell me, I'm going to remind you. You know that there are more people who don't believe in you exorcists than believe in you. But this is not to doubt this profession. Whether it exists or not, but because there are too many liars.”

"No one will treat you as dumb if you don't emphasize the last sentence."

"Hey, Sherlock, you wish I was dumb?"

Strange didn't even bother to answer, he rang the doorbell of Lester's house directly, and then the two of them waited quietly.

After about a few seconds, the communicator on the gate was turned on, and a voice that sounded a little low and lost came from the intercom?

"Gentlemen, may I ask who are you looking for?" The voice was a man, although it sounded very low, he maintained his etiquette.

"Is this Mr. Lester?" Strange replied with his beautiful London accent, "We are detectives. Ms. Comia felt that something was wrong because of Mrs. Lester's disappearance. She Hope we can find out."

"Is it Ellie?" The man's voice came quickly, probably after thinking about it for a while, the man continued: "Okay gentlemen, please come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the electronic lock of the door was opened. Strange and Everett looked at each other, and then they walked in together.

It didn't take long for a tall and handsome man to come out of the room, and the next moment both Strange and Everett showed some surprised expressions.

Because they smelled Dior men's perfume on this man!

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Following behind Adam Lester, both Strange and Everett had an indescribable feeling.

That's the end of it?It's that simple and it's over?

Such an inexplicable feeling made Strange and Everett look at each other.

To be honest, except that they haven't proved that Adam Lester is a werewolf, everything else has basically been completely solved!

As for how to make Adam Lester reveal his true form?

This is not a problem at all. As a magician, Strange always has the means to deal with these monsters. He is very clear about what werewolves are afraid of. He only needs to arrange Strange a little bit to complete all this.

"Welcome, gentlemen detectives." Adam Lester obviously didn't know what the two guys were thinking, he still maintained his demeanor and said to the two: "Please wait in the living room for a while, I will prepare for you." Some tea."

"Thank you, Mr. Lester." Strange nodded: "By the way, my name is Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, and this is my assistant John Watson."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Holmes, Mr. Watson." Adam Lester forced a smile, then turned and left the living room and walked towards the kitchen.