Chapter 50 Countdown to the performance (Please vote and read!!!)
Author: Ke Xue's Caitou
Chapter 50 Countdown to the performance (Please vote and read!!!)
"I almost want to find someone to drag him up!"
Amid constant complaints, Mawei entered this tall villa for the second time, passed through the corridor full of police officers and private guards, and came to the master bedroom on the third floor.
The bedroom was crowded with people, and Baron Bill's wife and Holmes stood at the front, looking at Baron Bill who was lying under the bed, showing no aristocratic demeanor, and refusing to move at all. He was very embarrassed and helpless.
"There are still 15 minutes! He is coming in 15 minutes!!!"
Baron Bill stared at his pocket watch with red eyes, his voice trembled, and his whole body was trembling.
He was almost driven crazy by the Rose Phantom Thief.
The closer the time on the notice letter came, the more nervous he became.
"Father, look at him, how can we work if he looks like this!"
Macmillan glanced under the bed and sighed: "Isn't this obstructing official business!"
"Although it's a bit stupid, it's still a good method." Ma Wei said: "Unless the Rose Phantom Thief can retrieve objects through walls, he must pass Baron Bill's level."
".Do you really think this method can stop the Rose Phantom Thief?"
MacMillan's face looked a little strange, indescribably weird.
"You're much smarter than Inspector in arranging your men in the yard. Do you have a watch?"
"Bring it."
"What time is it now?"
"Father, don't you have a watch?"
Although he said this, MacMillan still took out his pocket watch and took a look: "7:48, there are still 12 minutes until the Rose Phantom Thief arrives."
Ma Wei nodded.
12 minutes is not long or short.
The Rose Phantom Thief will definitely keep his promise and steal the Blood Rose on time at 8 o'clock. Before then, he will never take action rashly.
At this time, Holmes suddenly came over: "Father, let's go to the balcony to get some fresh air?"
This is obviously a lame excuse. It's raining heavily outside and it's pitch black. What's the ventilation?
but
"Okay, it just so happens that I also feel stuffy in the room."
Pulling Yunia, Mavey walked out of the house. MacMillan also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Holmes: "You have to stay, there cannot be a commander here."
"Cocago, there are still 12 minutes until the Rose Phantom Thief arrives!"
"Time flies very fast, Macmillan." Holmes stared into his friend's eyes and said expressionlessly: "You have always been rigorous in doing things. At such an important moment, you will definitely stay with your subordinates, right?"
Macmillan choked and had no choice but to compromise.
Because all the windows in the master bedroom were boarded up and there was no way to go to the balcony, Mavie and Holmes went to the next room.
Crack!
The firelight illuminated Holmes's pale and angular face. After lighting his tobacco, he pushed open the door and walked into the balcony. He stood in the howling wind and looked at the circus tent in front of him that looked like a giant butter cake.
"The show is going on." He said: "There are still 12 minutes left and it will be time for the magic show. At that time, Levine Berger will take the stage."
"Now I finally understand why he founded Circus Sunshine."
"Oh?" Ma Wei raised his eyebrows: "You might as well talk about it and listen to it."
"It's very simple. His purpose in establishing Sunshine Circus is to find a reason for himself to escape guilt. In normal people's understanding, it is impossible for a performer to appear at the crime scene and on the performance stage at the same time. There are 500 spectators.
Can serve as an exoneration certificate for Levine Berger."
The smoke was blown away by the wind as soon as it rose. Holmes took two steps to the side, sat in a lounge chair under the eaves, and said in a serious tone: "The information you obtained is correct, Macmillan has a problem."
On the carriage back to the city, Holmes noticed something strange about Ma Wei. Even for just a moment, it was enough for him to become suspicious.
Ma Wei leaned against the window sill and asked Yunia to hide behind him to prevent his clothes from getting wet from the rain. He asked with interest: "How are you sure?"
He judged Macmillan's identity through the information passed by Xiao Hei, but Holmes did not know this. He is a person with rigorous logic and will not jump to conclusions. It is impossible to do this based on Ma Wei's tiny hints.
Come to such a firm conclusion.
"You must not have read my article in the Evening Times."
"New Ross is a small place, and the Evening Times is not very popular here." Mavey shrugged, admitting that he had never read Holmes's article.
Holmes said noncommittally: "Life is a huge chain. As long as we see one of the links, we can judge the whole. For example, from a drop of water, a logician can deduce that there may be the existence of the Atlantic Ocean or Niagara Falls."
, without having to see it with your own eyes or hear it with your own ears, this is deductive analysis.”
"Like other subjects, acting analysis can only be mastered through long-term and patient study, and I, Diloch Holmes, am a master of logic and deductive analysis."
"By observing the details exposed by the subject, such as fingernails, cuffs, boots, pants, etc., I can determine where he went, what occupation he engaged in, and the overall environment he lived in. This is simpler than studying morality and psychology.
too much."
"As for you, Father, unlike other idiots, you should be able to understand what I'm talking about."
Ma Wei smiled, not out of ridicule, but out of satisfaction when meeting someone with the same profound academic knowledge.
Dealing with smart people is easy.
"What you are talking about are just the most basic external observation and analysis techniques, which are based on the clues left by the observed objects in their daily activities. In addition, there are more advanced psychological analyses."
After a slight pause, Ma Wei added: "But I think Mr. Holmes, you have already mastered the art of psychological analysis."
"Yes, I can detect a person's innermost thoughts based on their momentary expression, muscle movements and eyeball movements."
Holmes took a puff of cigarette: "I will not be stupid enough to publicize these theories, because in the eyes of most people, they are unbelievable, unreasonable, and no different from witchcraft. Some even think that I am the incarnation of the devil.
, you know that the devil has always been a representative of deceiving people."
"What's wrong with the devil?" Ma Wei sneered: "People pray to it and pay the price willingly in exchange for equivalent power recognized by both parties. This is a fair and just transaction. No one is forcing anyone, right?
?”
"There are always some people who like to make excuses for their own mistakes and put the blame on others, as if doing so can prove that they are pure and innocent White Lotus! Obviously the devil is the most innocent party, okay?"
"You've lost your temper." Holmes said calmly: "You seem to have some opinions on the world's views on demons."
"Just a little complaint."
Ma Wei knocked on his swollen head: "I don't like people who make trouble without reason. The more ignorant they are, the more inexplicable courage they have. It's simply unreasonable."
"How do you plan to deal with the Rose Phantom Thief?"
Holmes finally got back to the topic: "Now that his identity has been confirmed, why not catch him?"
"It's not yet time."
The cold rain touched his face. Ma Wei looked at the dark sky above his head. The rain was getting heavier and heavier.
"Doing it now will not achieve my goal."
"You want to wait until the rose monster thief steals the blood rose before you catch him?"
"This is human nature, Mr. Holmes."
Ma Wei said softly: "If you want to climb up, you have to know when to do what."