UGB Chapter 190 Detective Connor
Chapter 190 Detective Connor
"Oh, that's what happened!" Connor wore a British-style deerstalker hat and a checkered hunter's leather waistcoat. He held an unlit corncob pipe in his right hand, and rested his chin in his left hand, thinking about clues.
His roommate Filgu stood aside with a bitter face and honestly waited for Connor's summons. At the same time, he looked at Connor's equipment suspiciously, wondering what these equipments were all about.Where did it come from?
This Sherlock Holmes British suit was indeed custom-made by Connor in the royal capital of Kismir. There is an old tailor who is over fifty years old on the King's Road, which is called a good one. It is said that it used to be a court tailor who specially made clothes for the royal family.Even if Connor made all kinds of weird requests, there is no problem, and all services are satisfactory except for the price.
Detective Connor pondered for a moment, then asked, "Yuan Fang, what do you think?"
Fei Ergu shouted in his heart, my name is not Yuan Fang!He replied respectfully, "I think it's more likely to be a hidden disease. Think about it, the dregs inside are not good to eat, and the water drops are not good. It's normal to have a heart problem. Maybe he fell ill in the middle of the night. It was too painful, so he randomly Grabbing things, because of suffocation to death created the illusion of strangling himself. Of course, a bastard like Sam may have gone crazy due to retribution. Crazy, how to die is normal.” He dared not be in front of the “murderer” Express your guesses.
Our hero shakes his head, "No, Watson, of course that cannot be the case, it must be murder!"
Fergu was startled, why did you change my name again?Or honestly cooperate with the other party and ask, "Why?"
"Because it's not fun!" Connor replied shamelessly.Yes, because of boredom, a prisoner strangled himself to death alone in the cell. Did he commit suicide or go crazy?Detective novels written in this way will definitely hit the street and no one will read them.
"But he was alone in prison when he died! The door was locked!" Fergu retorted from the perspective of "common sense".
"Hahaha, there are no fingerprints on the murder weapon. This is a secret room murder. I have an alibi that is Xiaohei's standard hilarious line. Let's just treat these words as farts."
Most of the poor assistant Filgu and the bad guys in San Van Sole Prison are limited by poverty and imagination. The Gaoshan Nandu series ran away and refused to end. There must be at least a hundred kinds of secret room murders in it, and they still gave me secret room murders!And what about murder in a locked room in a place with magic and undead?
Yes, what annoys Connor is that Sam's death is a murder. The problem is that there are too many possibilities for murder, and it is difficult to do any basic reasoning in a magical world.It’s as if you devised a puzzle about how the prisoner can pass through the corridor without being noticed, and the answer is that the prisoner can invisibility... This kind of answer will be besieged by readers, but unfortunately it is really possible in the world of Venus.In Conan's story, no matter how you pretend to be a ghost, the undead must be a trick used by the criminals to fool people. Unfortunately, there are ghosts in this world, and most of the necromancers belong to the first-class terrorists in all countries in the world.
"This Sam, is an ugly cannon king? And he is very sensitive to the female ghost?" Connor recalled the clues he got.He frowned, "Probably because he felt ashamed?"
"Maybe, he did see some female ghost!"
"Watson, you have discovered your blind spot." Connor patted Fergu on the shoulder excitedly, "Go and ask about Sam's past. If a thief doesn't recruit himself for three years, if he feels guilty, he hasn't been here for long. I can’t help but say it.”
Maybe this strange young man in front of him is not the real murderer of Sam?Seeing Connor in front of him playing the detective game so excitedly, Fergu's heart broke down a bit.
"Isn't Sam all bragging?"
"Which fatty man do you believe?"
"So, he said that he killed several girls who pestered him endlessly."
"He seems to be doing some really nasty things with a bunch of hooligans."
When Fergu returned to his cell with a bunch of true or false words, he felt that he was going crazy. His room was clean and beautiful at the moment, and there was a beautiful hanging of a beautiful woman. painting.The room was no longer smelly and full of cockroaches and rats, it was cleaned.There is also a table between the two beds, with a bunch of snacks on it.
"Try it, it's a cookie from Tien Bell's Bakery on Queen's Road. The butter is a bit thicker but the texture is well controlled, and the proportion of castor sugar is just right."
Connor handed over a box of biscuits eagerly, as if treating a classmate who came to visit. He watched Fergu staring at the beauties on the poster in a daze, and nodded knowingly. "Ah, beautiful girls are too exciting for you. This is the new star of the National Center for the Performing Arts, Black Rose Crantius. Although he is young and has good acting skills, he will definitely shine in my hands. The boobs are too small."
"Isn't that what I want to ask?"
"That's why you prefer to use bridges and canals? Why do you have the same preference as the Death Squad? Forget it, you can do whatever you want. I can't understand this kind of feeling. It doesn't matter. I spend more time when I'm not there, so you can do whatever you want."
"I want to ask you how these things came from? If that Harvey finds out we're dead!" Phil was so angry that he forgot his fear for the first time and yelled at Connor.
"Who are you saying is going to die?" Connor sneered, and Felgu knelt down in less than three seconds after feeling the aura of life and death. "If he wants to find fault with me, I'll send him to the hospital for recuperation. You don't have to worry about me getting you hurt. I'm tired of staying in this kind of place. I'll leave after checking on Sam's affairs."
In the past few days, our protagonist naturally didn't go to the National Grand Theater to watch a movie and find a delicious dessert shop. He was still very enthusiastic to visit that Ma Kelun.But when he found out that Ma Kelun had woken up, the release of the wronged director Cameron was still forgotten by everyone.He was deeply disappointed in this Kismir, and he didn't think that anti-social was because Connor belonged to the neutral and good camp.
In fact, the bureaucrats in the royal capital did not have such a lower limit, but the infighting between Prime Minister Wenziel and the prince seriously affected the normal work, and the poisoning of Ma Kelun was treated as a political incident, and all the bureaucrats began to refrain from With deep caution, if Connor honestly spends a year or so in St. Fansol Prison, he will still be able to wait until the day he is rehabilitated.
He patted Fergu on the shoulder and said in a relaxed tone. "Just play this detective game with me. It's easy."
Fergu nodded, reached out and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, as long as he endured these few days, it would be over, no problem, very simple.He prayed to the gods in the sky like this.