Sher put handcuffs on him, and Jabi, who had never understood, jumped in front of Arthur, "How on earth did you know he was the murderer?"
Sher was also very curious about this issue.
Arthur shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't know he was the murderer, but his performance at the beginning was really too artificial. Of course, this just caught my attention."
Jabi scratched his head, "Is there something wrong with his expression?"
Sher also felt that Arthur's explanation was a bit too casual, and couldn't help but ask: "Then why didn't you say it directly?"
Arthur explained: "Generally, guilty people will instinctively feel nervous and fearful when they see the police. But this Chandler can still act in front of us without changing his expression. It shows that he has had the ability to deal with the police before." experience. So it is difficult to get him to plead guilty without evidence."
Sher agreed very much with this. He often used interrogation and intimidation to easily obtain the confession of criminals.
"Then you asked him if he was boxing, and what was his purpose?"
"I saw that in addition to the scar, there were signs of redness and swelling on his face, which looked like he had been beaten with boxing gloves. But after he denied it, I became even more certain that he was the murderer."
"Why?"
"It's very simple. I didn't find any traces of a fight on the deceased's body, so I inferred that an acquaintance probably committed the crime, but I couldn't find a motive for the murder. Until I guessed from the scars on his face that he was hacked by his creditor. ", and thought of the recently closed dock, which prevented him from making any money, plus his fear of cholera just now. The combination of several things finally made me understand Chandler's motive for killing."
Sher was very disapproving after hearing this, "These are just your guesses. I believe there are many possibilities. Take the scar on his face, for example, it is most likely because of something else. "
Arthur smiled, "Sometimes we feel that a problem seems to have countless possibilities, but in reality, there is actually only one way to the truth."
As Arthur said this, he couldn't help but think of his teacher before time travel. Those words just now were what the teacher said to him.
At that time, he was very unconvinced and even argued with the teacher forcefully, "Can't there be accidents in this?"
He thought the teacher would teach him a lesson and continue to give him examples and tell him facts. Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, the teacher suddenly said: "Yes, all the mysteries that have never been solved throughout the ages are in the situation you mentioned." It happened next, I hope you never encounter it.”
Although Sher was still very unconvinced, this case was indeed solved by Arthur, and he was very neat.
This forced him to lower his head and admit: "Many of your views are still unconvincing to me, but you are indeed a very smart person, and you may have the ability to see through lies."
Arthur didn't care about Shel's recognition of him, but Jabi looked proud at this moment, as if he had solved the case.
"This time you should know the difference between stupidity and cleverness!"
Seeing Jabihu pretending to be a tiger, Sher couldn't help but get angry, "How dare you slander me like this, then for my honor, I propose to fight you!"
With that said, he took out a white handkerchief and threw it at Jabi's feet.
Dueling originated among knights in the Middle Ages. It was not completely abolished until the early 18th century, but this practice was still spread among the people in private.
Of course, duels only existed between nobles and upper-class gentlemen. Nowadays, it has become a belief of almost the entire British people.
Looking at Sher's tall and strong body, Jabi immediately gave in without caring about his image: "I refuse. No noble person will agree with such a barbaric practice."
Jabi has always been timid, and honor has no appeal to him.
Arthur hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the white handkerchief from the ground, and smoothed things over: "I apologize to you for Jabi's rudeness. In fact, you have proven that you are a person of decent character."
Looking at Jabi who had shrunk behind Arthur, Sher felt that even if he won the duel, he would not be able to save his reputation.
He couldn't help but snorted coldly, but he still respected Arthur very much, "Okay then! For your sake, I will withdraw this duel application."
Sher took the handkerchief and did not force Jabi to apologize to him. After saying goodbye to Arthur, he escorted the criminal back to the police station.
After Sher left, Jabi let out a long breath and explained to Arthur with some sternness: "You know, I'm not afraid of him, I just think this method is too barbaric."
Arthur just smiled and ruffled Jabi's hair, but at this time, the originally clear sky started to drizzle, and the momentum seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
This is a normal thing in Edinburgh, where it rains for one-third of the year, is cloudy for half of the year, and only has sunny days for the rest of the year, plus never a year. Due to the calm wind, many people call this place a noble and melancholy magical city.
Jabi was absolutely disgusted with this kind of Edinburgh. He had lived in Africa since he was a child, and it was not until he was ten years old that he was taken back to England by Lord Fraser.
It may be because of this experience that Jabi has never liked Britain very much.
As the two sat in the carriage, he began to complain constantly: "This damn weather, when will we get more than two days of sunny days?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but tighten his body again.
Although it is summer now, the rain and the constant blowing wind can still make people feel uncomfortable.
Arthur was used to this kind of weather.
"It's better than London. At least you can't smell the stench."
Jabi continued to mutter as if his resentment was still lingering: "In a few years, when I get the inheritance, I must leave here, no, I want to leave the UK!"
Arthur heard something fishy from his words, "What? Is Lord Fraser sick?"
Jabi suddenly became lonely, "He is not very good. In fact, he called our brothers back this time just to announce his will."
Arthur didn't know how to comfort him, so he only patted his shoulder hard twice.
At this moment, they saw a broken down carriage parked beside the road. The passengers in the car were standing in the rain, waving to them.
"Looks like someone needs help."
Jabi followed Arthur's finger and looked out the window.
"It's Donovan, my brother."
Jia Bi quickly got out of the carriage and hugged the man in the rain tightly.
Donovan Fraser, the second son of the Fraser family, had just returned from Africa. His carriage broke down on the way, but he happened to meet them.
On the carriage, Jabi introduced Donovan: "This is my good friend Arthur Conan Doyle. I think you must have heard of his name."
Donovan had just come back and he really didn't know Arthur's deeds, but seeing that Arthur was young, he just nodded briefly.
"I'm sorry, I've been in Africa for the last two years and Scotland has become a stranger to me."
Arthur didn't care, but he was very curious about Donovan's African experience.
