Zhang Heng got up early the next morning and grabbed a record - the case of Lame Ricketts and his hateful wife. If Zhang Heng remembered correctly, this was the first case that Holmes solved as a detective. The case was mentioned in the original work, but there were no details.
Zhang Heng came to the restaurant. Holmes was already sitting there early and began to enjoy his toast and coffee. The two said hello, and then Zhang Heng sat down opposite.
Holmes glanced at the things in Zhang Heng's hand, "Oh, this case is quite interesting. Although it is not difficult, because I had just started working as a detective at that time, it took me three days to complete the investigation. Now, , it only takes one morning.”
Zhang Heng smiled. He didn't dislike Holmes' confidence. In other words, it was this confidence that made Holmes such a character. He was sought after and loved by thousands of readers. In fact, in daily interactions with Holmes, Holmes He is a very humble person, but once it comes to his professional field, he will patrol his territory like a lion.
After Zhang Heng finished drinking the milk, there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs.
Mrs. Hudson opened the door and saw Gregson standing outside. The latter had swept away his previous anxiety and looked very proud of himself. He floated in like a puff of smoke and said in a loud voice, "Have you guys watched this morning?" Newspaper?"
"Not yet." Holmes looked at him with interest.
Gregson handed over the "Echo" in his hand, "You can take a look, it's freshly baked."
Zhang Heng took the newspaper after hearing this, turned to a report on the front page, and read it word for word.
The reporter first introduced the unnamed female body found in the Thames River yesterday, and then talked about how Sheriff Gregson cleverly found the factory where the female body was located, and then confirmed the identity of the female body. The article also mentioned that the police found Mr. Holmes With the help of the police officer, there is only one sentence in the whole text. Instead, there are several paragraphs praising Chief Gregson's wisdom and alertness.
Gregson also blushed a little when he heard this, and defended, "You have given me a lot of help, especially the clues about John's Textile Factory, but what you said is not entirely correct, and the previous one is not the point... Please continue reading. Go down."
Holmes laughed it off and wasn't angry. He seemed to have long been accustomed to it. In fact, this was why the Scotland Yard policemen came to him for help so much. He didn't care much about fame and fortune, and he would not be the police who handled the case because of the limelight. On the contrary, he was more interested in those bizarre cases than anything else.
Zhang Heng continued reading. It said that after getting the clue, Gregson immediately led people to the textile factory and quickly confirmed the identity of the unknown female body. Her name was Molly, who came from the country a year ago. She came to London to live with an aunt, who helped her find a job in a textile factory.
Because she is not a skilled worker, Molly's salary is pitiful, but her daily workload is not much at all. She works hard and earns just enough money to make ends meet, because her aunt also has four children to support. The help that can be given to her is limited, and the only person Molly can rely on in this city is herself.
Until she met Paul, who was one year older than her but came to London three years earlier than her. He worked in the chemical factory next door. Although he was still young, he was already a veteran in the chemical factory and often caused trouble. The reporter described Paul He became a cunning, lazy villain who coaxed the inexperienced Molly with sweet words, and then finally couldn't help showing his fox tail the night before.
After a brief investigation, Gregson discovered that Molly went to see Paul after get off work that night. He then led people to raid Paul's residence and found Molly's clothes there. The witness identified them as what Molly was wearing that night. This time the evidence was so conclusive that Paul could no longer deny it.
The reporter wrote emotionally in the following article - Officer Gregson only spent half a day to solve such a strange case. It is really a blessing for the people of London to have such an outstanding police chief. At the same time, he also appealed to the public In the future, we will cooperate with the police station’s investigations and actively provide relevant clues to jointly maintain public security in the city.
Gregson's face was also very excited at this time, and he said to Holmes, "I don't want to be disrespectful to you, but with all due respect, no matter how smart a person is, there are times when he makes mistakes. You are already very powerful, as you can see from the corpse alone." After she came out, she worked in John's Textile Factory, and it was normal for her to have some discrepancies in her inferences about the murderer. In the end, it was up to us, the police, to take action."
Holmes was noncommittal and asked, "That boy named Paul is different from what I said?"
"There are some differences," Gregson said with a smile. "There's nothing wrong with being an acquaintance. It's for sure if you think about it. When we went to his residence, we found not only those clothes under the bed, but also the little one. The bastard has been thinking about that for a long time, but it's not surprising. Many of the cases I've handled were because men couldn't control their lower bodies. It's just a pity that the child named Molly was so young. …”
Holmes interrupted the Sheriff's lament, "What about other aspects?"
"The height doesn't match up. That little bastard is not six feet tall, at most five feet five. He is quite wild. Two of us held him down, but he was still struggling desperately and wanted to bite one of our police officers' ears. There was nothing we could do. I can only give him a hard blow to make him calm down, but the strength can only be said to be average. It is definitely stronger than Molly, but compared with ordinary people, it is not much better. In addition, he has some problems. The few injuries are from a previous fight, but there are no scratches on my arms."
"You have arrested the wrong person." Holmes said after hearing this.
Gregson burst out laughing, "Look at what you said, I know there is something wrong with your previous reasoning, and you may be a bit embarrassed about your face, but no one in our industry has made mistakes. No matter how good a person is, he will stumble. When... So we often say that the most important thing in handling a case is evidence."
"The evidence is correct, but you arrested the wrong person." Holmes shook his head and said, "That boy named Paul is not the murderer."
"How is this possible? Are you treating me like a rookie who just joined the police station?" Gregson disagreed. "I have been a police officer for so many years and have handled many cases. There cannot be anything wrong with such solid evidence. And That little bastard couldn't help but admit this morning that he had indeed had thoughts about Molly for a long time."
"It's not illegal to have ideas," Holmes said. "What's more, they are all at this age, when they are curious about the body of the opposite sex, so they cannot be identified as the murderer."
"The clothes, how can I explain the clothes? There are blood stains on them." The police chief said, spreading his hands.
This time, Holmes did not answer in a hurry, but looked at Zhang Heng aside, "Are you free this morning? In order to prevent innocent souls from struggling in prison and the real villains to go unpunished, it seems that we have to run away again. Just one trip.”
