Chapter 333 Fake Professor
Even earlier, the iron-black building at 221B Baker Street was as square as an urn.
Charlotte Holmes, who had just returned to London from Woolsthorpe Lunatic Asylum, maintained a faint smile and stepped out of the carriage, which was as spacious as a public bus. She could even leisurely chat with the old man who happened to be walking past the detective agency. The neighbor nodded slightly and said hello.
The female detective's expression was so indifferent, as if she didn't know that the detective agency had been invaded, that the data room had been stolen, and that the logistics officer responsible for guarding the data room had died - or that these things had never been revealed to her Keep it in mind.
Even though the cultists' tentacles have spread to the detective agency, which was thought to be impregnable, Charlotte has always maintained her sense and elegance - the professor's minions may still be peeping nearby, but she cannot show any surprise. His fearful and anxious expression made those damn cultists laugh.
Although the female detective did not have such negative emotions that interfered with thinking and judgment.
There is only a hint of eagerness in her heart now, but the source of this eagerness comes more from anger, anger at the professor's provocation, anger at the meaningless sacrifice of the logistics operators - perhaps there is a trace of eagerness mixed in. Eager to try.
'After many days, the professor finally took action again...this time he actually broke into my detective agency directly. ’
'To be able to break through the defense of the detective office so easily, and break into the data room without even triggering the alarm. No one noticed until the murderer left. If the intruder hadn't left a loophole deliberately, it might have been worth changing the shift. Someone will find anomalies... This obviously proves the strength of the professors under his command. ’
'Being able to sneak into the detective station silently proves that the professor's minions can also sneak into my bedroom one night and directly strangle me to death in my sweet sleep... Could it be that, professor, are you trying to hide this secretly? Threaten me? ’
‘You want to use this to threaten me to end my further investigation into you? ’
‘But such a trick is too cheap and common for you, right? ’
‘It’s not at all like the professor who once provoked me to the point where the game was about to start… but rather like a suicide attack by those low-level and brainless Blade Phase cultists. ’
‘Or is it that you had other hidden purposes this time when you ordered someone to sneak into the detective agency and steal all my investigation information about you? ’
'If you know both the enemy and yourself, then you will not be in danger of losing even if you fight a hundred battles...' The female detective murmured an ancient proverb from the far East in her heart, 'I want to know my progress. ,Hinder my investigation? ’
‘Professor, do you underestimate me too much? Those words, images, and information have long been deeply engraved in the palace of my memory! ’
'The real information only exists in my head! ’
While the female detective was thinking, she also gradually went down to the data room on the basement floor of the detective agency. She passed the logistics officer responsible for preserving the scene. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the pale body covered with scratches on the ground. body.
Charlotte is an expert in human anatomy and autopsy, and she could already see the secrets hidden in the deep cuts at the first glance - living people may tell lies, but corpses don't lie.
The scar started from the throat and grew rapidly like a sparse small tree. The main trunk of the tree spread to the deep valley and dense forest. Along the way, it branched out into four branches, extending towards the palms and soles of the feet respectively.
The scar lines diverging like a tree are unusually straight, as if the murderer's hand holding the sharp weapon didn't even tremble when he cut the skin, flesh, and bone marrow of the deceased. The cutting process was frighteningly smooth, with absolutely no half-steps. Intermittent, and even the degree of discoloration of the flesh and blood rolled around the wounds on the trunk and branches was the same - the murderer actually completed such a difficult and textbook-level anatomy in a split second!
Moreover, this tree-like anatomical section was unusually deep, reaching deep into the bone marrow. The female detective crouched down and turned her head slightly to inject the cross-section of the wound. She even discovered that the cutting line was exactly at the midline of each bone, so it was cut out. The cross section is absolutely symmetrical.
Whether it is blood vessels, muscle fibers or disemboweled and exposed organs, they are all completely symmetrical and precise cuts. Even the top surgeon in the city will never be able to complete such a precise operation, even if it is performed by a current female detective. , but also determined not to be able to do it.
Such a symmetrically dissected corpse can be called a perfect anatomical work. It can be put into a touring exhibition in the anatomy classroom of Cambridge Medical School for students to admire and study.
But such a work of art was actually just a work completed by the murderer in an instant!
This shows how powerful the murderer who is suspected to be the professor's minion is!
Charlotte's brows became solemn. She had also seen a cultist with similar abilities - William McConaughey, but even William at that time was unable to complete such a precise anatomy in an instant. Obviously, This time the murderer is a cultist far more powerful than William McConaughey - there is no doubt about this. After all, being able to sneak into the detective agency quietly has proven the murderer's strength.
As a special investigator of the Anti-Suppression Bureau, the female detective naturally knew that only Blade Cultists or Kai Zhi Cultists could cause such injuries - both of them possess supernatural evil powers that facilitate cutting and dissection.
The female detective's gaze began to extend to the pool of blood on the ground that had completely condensed. It was only at the second glance that she discovered something unusual - the amount of bleeding was too small. Such a serious disembowelment injury should not have such a small amount of bleeding.
The floor of the data room was completely flat when it was originally designed. Judging from the body shape and injuries of the dead female logistics operator, the blood she shed should have spread to a farther area, not just around the body. .
‘Where did the rest of the blood go? ’
‘Was it taken away by the murderer? Or suck it and drink it? ’
The female detective actually hopes that the answer is the latter, so that she can gain new clues and learn about the murderer's behavioral characteristics.
But when she held up the lamp and observed carefully, she discovered that at the edge of the irregularly spreading pool of blood, there was a tiny crack hidden under the condensed dark red.
It was this crack that stole the rest of the female logistics operator's blood.
She ordered someone to wipe away the clotted blood covering the crack. The light of the searchlight shone into the crack, which was only less than the width of her little finger, but the bottom could not be seen at all. There was a thick shadow deep in the crack.
Could it be that the murderer sneaked into the data room through this tiny gap?
But how is this possible, even though there is indeed a maze of underground passages hidden dozens of miles away from the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency.
But the female detective had already thought of this possible flaw as early as the beginning - the basement walls of the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency were built to be harder and thicker than the walls on the ground!
Even if the murderer was able to forcefully break through a wall that was three feet thick and filled with steel plates, he would definitely not be able to do it silently - the residents of the entire Baker Street would definitely be able to feel the pain of breaking through the wall. Loud noise and vibration!
Moreover, the tiny gap in front of you cannot accommodate any human beings to pass through. Only snakes may be able to sneak into the data room through this narrow space. Legend has it that some cultists have the ability to transform into other creatures. Weird and evil method, could it be that this Qizhi cultist transformed into a snake-like creature and got into the cracks to break into the data room?
The female detective kept this possibility in mind for the time being.
She took out the gold-rimmed glasses she carried close to her and put them on, and ordered someone to turn off the lights in the data room.
The candle flame in the lamp swayed and dissipated, and a wisp of smoke filled the room with darkness.
The reference room was built below the ground, so naturally there were no windows. After the lights were turned off, the room was already so dark that it was hard to see even five fingers - even Rose, a girl with sharp senses like a knife, could not see through what was in front of her. thick black shadow.
But Charlotte, who was wearing the glasses provided by the bureau, was not affected by the darkness at all - the frames woven with fine gold wire cast a cold white light that could not be observed by the naked eye.
The cold white light converged into two thin pieces of flat glass, seemingly entangled and intertwined into countless tiny obscure words. The complex words flowed rapidly past the eyes of the female detective, and light began to bloom again in the field of vision.
The newly blooming light is a light purple with a unique charm, and the color is like a mixture of lavender purple and crystal purple. It is rich and soul-catching, but also mysterious and mysterious.
These blurred purple lights that only exist in the anti-suppression bureau glasses are like a purple light curtain that seems to be tight and seamless but actually has tiny gaps, dancing back and forth among the flesh and blood of the pale body on the ground. It is a twisting snake and seems to be a flapping crow.
According to the glasses spectrum manual distributed in the bureau, the female detective naturally came to the conclusion immediately. She thought in her heart: 'They are the cultists of Qi who are good at opening and dismantling. ’
But she couldn't help but wonder: 'Are there such powerful Qixiang cultists among the professor's cult team? ’
‘Shouldn’t the professor and the cultists under his command follow the moth god who is crazy and irrational? ’
‘The hidden god who possesses both the principles of enlightenment and moth... There has never been any relevant record in the Bureau’s database. ’
‘Is my previous reasoning wrong? The murderer who raided the detective agency this time was not the professor's minions, but another third-party force? ! ’
'When did London become so dangerous? Not only did the scary guy Professor suddenly appear some time ago, but now another Chongqi cult force has appeared, and they all directly challenge the authority of the Anti-Suppression Bureau! ’
‘Professors of Chongqi have been so bold as to launch an extermination operation to rob the cult assets of Cross Road Hospital, and this other Chongqi force even directly invaded my office, which is under the special investigation department of the Anti-Suppression Bureau! ’
'However, this third force that pursues the strange god of Qi took such a big risk to break into us, and even killed one of our logistics operators, but it only stole the case about Cross Road Hospital. ...' A flash of inspiration flashed inside the female detective's head, and she immediately thought of another possibility, 'This third-party force that pursues Qi's Ability God is here for the professor! ’
‘They stole the case files from Cross Road Hospital not to provoke the Anti-Suppression Bureau, but to obtain information about the professor! ! ’
‘The third-party force that pursues Qi’s Ability God is the professor’s enemy! ! ! ’
Once she figured out this key point, the female detective's slightly frowned eyebrows finally relaxed, and her beautiful eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses shone with excitement and joy, "When two tigers fight, one of them will inevitably be injured..." Besides, the two evil tigers are bound to leave some clues during their fight... Maybe this time I can finally be like a fisherman watching a snipe and a clam fight, waiting to harvest the injured snipe and clam! ’
Charlotte Holmes now only needs to wait for the professor and the third party to fight to the death, concentrate on collecting clues and evidence dropped during the fight between the two sides, and then wait until the two are scarred, and then directly intervene forcefully to bring the two together. A dangerous cult organization was arrested together!
This is obviously the most rational approach.
But the remaining sensibility of the female detective vaguely reminded her that if these two extremely dangerous evil tigers were allowed to fight wantonly in the city, I am afraid that the aftermath of the dispute between the two would cause hundreds of innocent people to lose their minds and lives... Charlotte Special, can you really bear to watch so many innocent lives disappear? Just to kill the power of those two cult organizations? !
A trace of struggle flashed between Charlotte's brows, a look of struggle that even the gold-rimmed glasses that shone with an invisible light couldn't suppress it.
After she pondered for a moment, she finally murmured to herself: 'I understand, I will run two routes at the same time. On the one hand, I will collect the clues left behind when the professor was fighting with the forces that pursue Qi's power gods. On the one hand, I will continue to investigate their next plan to ensure that the aftermath of their battle will not affect too many civilians, and to strictly control casualties and damage within a certain level. ’
After the female detective determined her next plan, she continued to look around the entire data room, trying to find other clues to the murderer who was pursuing Qizhi Sichen through her gold-rimmed glasses.
‘At least we have to find out the way of intrusion for Si Chen who is pursuing Qi Zhi... We have to ensure that the detective agency will not encounter such a situation again. ’
‘If I can’t even provide everyone with a safe working environment, how can I ask everyone to work for me? ’
She looked at the cracks in the ground. Although she did see a faint and coquettish purple light entwining near the cracks, this purple light, which symbolized the evil power of Qi's supernatural god, only floated on the surface and did not go deep.
This also proves that this crack was opened by the power of Qi inside the data room, rather than opening from the outside... The cultist of Qi did not sneak in through this crack, this was just a deception method it used. to confuse our investigation.
'How did it sneak in? ’
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On another street less than three hundred yards away from the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency, the hall of an isolated house was filled with ink-like darkness. A dark figure whose outline was difficult to see clearly was flipping through a thick stack of documents. Finally stuck on the Crossroads Hospital survivor list at the end.
"Nello Bacchus."
"Cro Ceretti."
"How dare you blaspheme the name of professor, you should be punished by thousands of worms eating your heart!"
The thick and tough paper suddenly shattered silently, and the gaps opened from each letter until there was nothing left to dismantle and split.
The black shadow slowly opened the door of the lonely house and stepped out, but outside the door there was only the pale and bone-white moonlight shining in the deserted courtyard, and there was no trace of anyone at all.