【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

Chapter 130 Flower Serial Murder Case (6) The whole story

"Is this the end?" Wei Shengling was a little confused. The whole time she just followed them in a taxi, stood and watched them look for clues, found a red rose that was almost completely rotten, stood outside the morgue chatting and watching videos, and stood in the interrogation room to watch Sherlock's performance.

Just here to join in the fun.

"It's a 4-point case at most, but it has been delayed until now because they are too stupid." Sherlock sneered.

"It's always like this. He'll explain it to us later." Watson said, "Those fragmented clues that seem completely unrelated to us are actually a coherent story in his eyes."

The gap between people is sometimes even greater than the gap between people and dogs.

"In fact, many murders are relatively simple. It's just a matter of who benefits and who is in charge. The 'benefit' here does not just refer to obtaining substantial benefits, but also spiritual benefits."

"Money, power, love, hate, passion killing, or random selection, there are only a few options."

Sherlock got into the taxi with an indifferent look in his eyes. "People are like this. They have a purpose for everything they do. The only difference is whether the purpose is clear or not."

Gain profit, express emotions, observe humans, and just have fun.

"As long as the purpose is clear, the suspect can be roughly identified in most cases."

"So, was this case chosen randomly or with a purpose?" Wei Shengling asked.

"It was a purposeful act, and it was not a murder in the heat of the moment. He had been observing for a long time. The plumber in Scotland Yard was both a cover-up and an accomplice. However, the plumber only thought that this man was going to rob and would share the loot with him later."

He snorted and laughed, "There are always so many stupid people."

"Maybe it's because of greed." Wei Shengling raised his hand, and covered his lips with his bent fingers, his eyes unfocused. "Maybe he understands the risks too well, but he still feels that wealth and honor come with risk, and he is confident that he can escape the interrogation of Scotland Yard with his ability."

It’s a pity that I didn’t expect that Scotland Yard had such a strong and insightful detective consultant.

"There are many such people in the cases we have seen before," Watson explained, "but every time I see them, I can't help but sigh."

"Mr. Intelligent Consulting Detective, would you mind explaining the whole case?" Wei Shengling's voice was lively yet sincere.

Sherlock's cold eyes warmed up a lot. He leaned back and focused his eyes on Suki who was sitting in the passenger seat in front of him. "Tell me what you think first."

Is it to guide your own thinking?

Although he always said that he had shortcomings and that his brain was broken and he gave up on treatment, it was just talk. He couldn't really give up his brain. Wei Shengling searched his memory, trying to piece together the clues.

"That plumber is the owner of the footprints in the home of the latest victim, Ke Rong. Did the plumber help the murderer find out the situation in Ke Rong's home? And from what I saw during your interrogation, he didn't know what specific consequences he had caused. In other words, he and the murderer have been working together recently."

Most people have the desire but not the courage to commit a crime. Robbery is fine, but to kill... except when they are emotionally hot, not many people really dare to do it.

Or kill six in a row.

"Correct." Sherlock nodded. "Go on."

He was really trying to get me to learn how to solve crimes.

"I looked over the information Officer Lestrade gave you," Sherlock entered the interrogation room, leaving the information outside.

"Forsythia doesn't have any special meaning, so, what should we care about is the color? Is it the murderer's feelings towards each victim?" Wei Shengling's tone was a little hesitant, she was not quite sure about this part.

"Half and half," Sherlock corrected. "It's not the language of flowers, but the impression people have of these flowers. There's no need to explain the pink rose, everyone can guess it. The yellow jasmine, because of its color and appearance, makes people feel lively and hopeful. So, the person who died among the jasmine was once the murderer's hope and someone who helped him. Lively is the murderer's impression of the victim."

"The red poppy is warm and seductive."

"Blue is a color that the British prefer, and with the forget-me-nots, there should be some emotional entanglement, or a one-sided one."

"Purple tulips. The color indicates that the victim holds a higher status in the murderer's heart. They are also poisonous."

"White daisy, the color is not important, daisy usually represents hesitation and love..."

"No, you know so much about these?" Watson couldn't help but said, "I remember that your literary attainments are basically zero, but you know so much about flowers?"

"I just checked it online." Sherlock shook his phone expressionlessly. "This is not the 19th century, but the modern era with advanced technology."

Well, with technology, Sherlock is even more powerful.

"How did you come up with this idea?" Wei Shengling was puzzled. She had never thought of this. At most, she thought that each color must have its own symbol.

"The various characteristics, information, personality, and life investigations of the victims, as well as John's previous reminder that the red rose corsage falling to the ground symbolizes bad luck."

"This is a completely unfounded and imaginary statement, but it shows that the murderer believes in some strange things and his emotions are more sensitive and delicate. This is one of the reasons why I said that the murderer did not commit a crime of passion. It is difficult for a person with delicate thoughts and emotions to calm down after committing a crime of passion, and the agitated emotions will make him lose his judgment and carefulness, and become full of flaws."

"I remember Greg saying, 'There's no convergence between these people,'" Watson recalled.

"Yes, but no one noticed." Sherlock said disdainfully, "Maybe Scotland Yard won't pay attention to a slovenly homeless man whose face can't be seen clearly."

When it comes to intelligence, vagrants and beggars are indeed unnoticed and excellent sources of information.

At this time, a homeless person can also be an unnoticed murderer.

His identity is a natural disguise.

"All the victims have one thing in common."

"Kind."

Kindness?

"Being targeted because of helping?" Watson's tone was complicated.

"There's nothing wrong with being kind, John," Sherlock said, "but what's wrong is not respecting kind people and the sinful world."

Wei Sheng Ling roughly sorted out the context of the incident in his mind. These people were killed because they helped the homeless?

"Where do the flowers and the lethal injection drugs come from?"

"Grow it yourself, make it yourself," Sherlock said. "The plumber in the police station had soil on his pants and soles, as well as a leaf. This kind of soil doesn't exist near London, unless he deliberately went to the flower market, and this stop was not on his itinerary."

"As expected of you." Wei Shengling exclaimed.

"Because you are only watching, not observing."

Sherlock continued, "Not all homeless people are poor. For example, the murderer, after receiving help from many kind people, had some savings, but he became addicted to this kind of life of getting something for nothing... Most homeless people think this way."

I also thought about getting something for nothing:

He was talking about the homeless man, not me, so why should I take it personally?

"However, the murderer is an expert in planting and chemistry, but unfortunately he took the wrong path." Sherlock heard the phone ringing and answered it.

"Grissom?"

"We've caught the man." Lestrade was too lazy to correct Sherlock.

"So, why are you telling me this? If you can't even catch the person, then there's probably nothing you need to do at Scotland Yard."

"I mean the whole process of the case..."

"Think about it yourself. You already have a result. It's not difficult to reverse the process, or just ask the murderer." Sherlock said listlessly, "I won't explain it to you, so you don't say I insult your intelligence again."