"Trust, the key to this case is actually these two words. If Elstein completely believed his sister, then the whole incident would not have happened at all. In the same way, the first time I went to see Irene
When I arrived, I told her exactly what I wanted to do and what Elstein's commission was. I thought it would be very impolite to deceive such a lady. But she still didn't fully trust me.
This also made it take me longer to see the truth of the whole thing." Mr. Cat said sitting in front of the window, staring at the foggy glass around him.
Wang Xu leaned against the stove and drank black tea: "Why don't you use 'soul touch' to directly see her memories? Just shake her hand and everything will be solved. Why bother to spend time to gain her trust."
Mr. Cat replied: "The end of the 19th century is an era that truly belongs to detectives. If you know enough about this profession, you will not question my actions."
"What you mean is that it's rare for you to return to this era, and you won't feel comfortable if you don't thoroughly engage in role-playing. Therefore, you have to solve everything as a reasoner."
Mr. Mao did not deny Wang Xu's words, he continued: "You have to understand that detectives should not be like what they were in our time, stalking and secretly taking photos of other people's cheating, helping children with runny noses to find things they can never find, or even
Maybe his imaginary pets or something. Those jobs are a waste of life.
It is undeniable that those who rely solely on reasoning will no longer be popular in the future, because we have the most advanced scientific investigation technology, and there are cameras everywhere in public places. While law enforcement agencies further infringe on personal privacy, they continue to emphasize that,
The dangers of private law enforcement and disruption to judicial order.
If the 20th century has entered a 'post-detective era', then the 21st century is already an era of despair. Even Hollywood screenwriters find it difficult to create some Sherlock Holmes-style works in these years. They
We can only write some mystery dramas like "CSI". Police and detectives are actually two very different things. The resources available to official personnel cannot be compared with private detectives. As for the recent "Spirit"
"Media to Find the Murderer", haha... I can't blame them, they just use supernatural beings as a selling point, and we are professionals, so I won't say any malicious criticism."
Wang Xu still had a nonchalant expression: "Anyway, I will definitely not do this business in the future. Since you are so obsessed with your own personal reasoning show, then just accept it..."
While they were chatting, Mrs. Hodson's footsteps came from the corridor. She knocked gently on the door and said outside: "A young gentleman wants to see you."
"Please let him come up, thank you, Mrs. Howardson." Master Cat responded, and then he turned to Wang Xu and said: "If the person who comes is a policeman, it proves that Elstein has actually fulfilled his duties.
promise.”
Wang Xu said: "I have always wanted to ask you about this, how do you confirm that Elstein has a deep foundation in the police community? That kind of information is difficult to find with your current status."
"Ha! Does this still need to be investigated? Don't forget, he said when he first came here that he had sent people to steal Irene's house twice, so I can immediately draw two hypotheses,
The first one is that he has a very close relationship with the three religions and nine streams in this city. I immediately denied this, because in that case, he would not try to find detectives like us. He could be in this big dyeing vat.
I want to find a more suitable talent in this foggy city, at least, more 'loyal' than me.
Moreover, when I came into further contact with this incident, I felt more and more that the two guys sent by Elstein to follow up were very unprofessional. They were not good at doing this kind of thing at all, and their professional level was not as good as those who worked in the field
Stray kids on the street who pick people's pockets. I think Elstein's final plan was to have these two guys cover their faces and rush in directly to ask Irene for the birth certificate."
Wang Xu continued: "So, only your second hypothesis can explain why he was able to break the law without being held accountable... He has contacts with the police. Small burglary cases like that can be suppressed by any means."
of."
"Yes, that's why, the reward I want is not money, but for him to build momentum for us in the police community."
They stopped talking, for the visitor had arrived and knocked at the drawing-room door.
"Please come in." Master Cat said.
A smartly dressed young man walked in. His eyes were as bright as a falcon, and his bony facial contours made him look very alert.
"Who is Mr. Logan?"
"I am, and this is my assistant Mr. Atkinson."
"Nice to meet you, my name is Grant Amberley and I currently work for Scotland Yard."
"Please sit down, young detective. I think you must have encountered some problem and need some advice and help."
Amberley sat on the sofa, "Do you mind if I smoke?"
"Please."
He lit a cigarette for himself and said: "You are right, I encountered a quite bizarre case and got into trouble, so I needed some opinions from other detectives. Just yesterday, one of my old detectives
Sir, you have been recommended to me."
Wang Xu said to Mr. Cat in Chinese: "It seems that Elstein's publicity has really achieved immediate results... In just a few days, the old police chief has already recommended him."
Mr. Cat sneered: "Humph... a bizarre case... I hope this guy knows what he is talking about." After he finished speaking, he changed his language and said to Amberley in English: "I am happy to help. So, please tell me the details of the case.
Bar."
Amberley said: "This matter should start three days ago. At eight o'clock that night, a slovenly homeless man came to the police station to report a crime, claiming that he had witnessed a murder and asked us to go with him to see the body.
So I personally went with him with a team of people. The place was not very far away. It was at No. 3 Pinchin Lane at the end of Lembes. It was a shop that made specimens of birds. Our eyewitnesses said that the body was
It's in an alley behind.
We turned in after him, but found nothing. Several of my men were very angry. They thought the reporter must be drunk and had the guts to fool the police..."
Cat Master smiled and interjected: "But you have a different view."
This should be regarded as Mr. Cat's roundabout way of praising him, and Amberley was obviously very pleased with it. There was a hint of satisfaction on his face: "Although there is no body lying there, and there is no direct evidence such as blood stains, but
I found some traces of what could be considered circumstantial evidence."
"Oh? What is it?"
Amberley did not answer immediately. He said: "Let's not discuss this urgently. What bothers me is not whether the murder case exists or not. The problem I encountered is that the homeless man who came to report the crime that day was a middle-aged man who called himself John.
, he completely disappeared from this world the next day, as if evaporating, without any trace left..."
