Arknights, Suika's Messenger Journey

"By the way, although there are only a few surveillance cameras in the passage to ensure privacy, there happens to be one facing this side.

Let's go to the monitoring room!"

After saying that, the two of them walked straight towards the monitoring room.

"Oh my goodness, this isn't detective at all."

Suika said that she is a classical reasoning school, and she likes to see the detective deduce the identity of the criminal based on the props in front of him and the traces left by the criminal at the scene, rather than using modern equipment such as surveillance to directly find the criminal.

Of course, he couldn't find the criminal at all.

Because Suika's existence is equivalent to breaking a major taboo in detective dramas - there can be no force beyond reality.

Sure enough, after a while, the two came back here again. Holmes looked at the situation in the house and kept deducing, but he got stuck at the last step every time.

He was certain that the maid must have committed suicide, but he just couldn't find the tool that helped her commit suicide.

Just as he was thinking, Casimir's mounted police finally arrived at the scene.

"Oh, damn, Holmes, why are you here again!" The leader said angrily when he saw Holmes.

"Me? I was invited here to watch the opening ceremony, but why are you so late, Poirot?" Holmes said to the police chief with some dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, it's just an exhibition match.

A rumor got out somewhere that the Frost Knight was sure to win this time, and then a bunch of people threw all their belongings into the casino. After losing, they lined up to jump off buildings or into the river. The police were outside cleaning up the mess...

What's going on here? You're like this, and you haven't found the murderer yet? "

Inspector Poirot walked to the door while saying this.

He checked the room and looked at Holmes intently.

"Where's the stuff?"

"did not find!"

"Impossible, you are not involved in this!"

It was obvious that the sheriff also saw the situation in the house, but like Holmes, he had to come up with decisive evidence to prove it. Otherwise, without that evidence, everything would point to murder by a mysterious man.

The only person present who could find and bring out the evidence was Holmes, his formidable rival in solving the case.

"If it were me, I wouldn't stay here." Holmes said as he walked back into the house and continued searching.

"Where's the surveillance? Didn't they find anything in it?" Poirot asked after holding his breath.

Holmes shook his head. "No, nothing."

"Sir, do you want to check next door..." Although it was unclear what the two had discovered or what they were looking for.

But if the surveillance camera doesn't detect anything, the only possibility is that the other party is nearby, or even next door.

Poirot thought about it and realized that the people who could watch the show in the box here were either rich or noble. Without solid evidence, he couldn't just break in and search the surrounding boxes. He could only check them one by one.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The first door Poirot knocked on was Suika's.

At this time, Suixiang was happily eating melon in the house.

She didn't expect that Casimir not only had Holmes but also Poirot.

You know, in her mind, these two can be said to be the top detectives.

Just when she was about to admire how the two great detectives worked together to break the deadlock, the other party chose the most clumsy method.

"Come in!" Poirot and Holmes looked at each other after hearing the voice in the house.

After opening the door, I saw a girl holding a beer glass in one hand and a watermelon in the other, with her face covered in juice.

"Sorry..." After noticing the gazes of the two, Suika took a tissue and wiped her face clean before saying

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

“Madam, I am Chief Inspector Poirot of Cavalleriacchi. A while ago, a case happened next door to you.

We hope you will cooperate with our investigation.”

"No problem...Excuse me, are there any dead people? How many people died?" Suixiang put on an energetic look as if she wanted to eat some melons, and handed over her ID card.

"Well, how do you know?" asked Poirot doubtfully.

"That uncle said... beautiful ladies shouldn't get close to death... doesn't that mean there are dead people in there!" Suika pointed at Watson who was standing behind them like an invisible man.

Watson nodded to indicate that this was indeed what he had said.

"Messenger of natural disasters? A special agent dispatched by Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals?" Holmes looked at the certificate in his hand and then at Suika with a different look in his eyes.

After all, the identity of the Messenger of Scourge is there.

"Is there a problem?" Seeing that the great detective's expression was wrong, Suixiang tilted her head and asked in a puzzled manner.

"No, but may I ask which city in Colombia is Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals located?" Holmes handed the document back.

"Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals isn't part of Columbia. Although the name does sound Columbia-esque, it's actually a company with its own independent mobile base, currently operating between Leithania and Victoria."

After Suika finished speaking, Holmes did not continue to ask, but Poirot, who was holding the ticket on the table, asked

"Ma'am, where did you get this ticket?"

"The tickets are a benefit of the hotel...it's the Tianma Hotel next door!" Suixiang took out her room card and handed it over.

Poirot took the room card and glanced at the number, his pupils shrinking.

He recognized the room number; it was the room card for the most expensive suite in Tianma Hotel.

In the morning he heard from his colleagues that someone had rented the house for half a month.

He originally had some doubts. After all, the ticket was worth a lot of money. How could the hotel give such an expensive item to its guests?

But if the girl in front of him is the rich man who rented the house for half a month, then it makes sense.

Because the distance was not far, he arranged for someone to inquire about the hotel. Soon the person sent came back and said that the ticket was indeed given by the hotel to VIPs.

The immigration officer also retrieved Cuixiang's entry records.

A wealthy little girl who has nothing to do with Casimir.

This is what several people said about Suika.

And with this evaluation, they completely removed the label of suspect from Suika.

After all, she had absolutely no relationship with the people next door, and the ticket was given to her on a whim by the people behind the hotel after she paid the rent in full.

Chapter 247: Worthless Justice

After ruling out Suika as a suspect, they prepared to go to other houses to inquire about the situation.

As I walked in front of the closing door of the best Holmes, I subconsciously raised my head and saw Suika's mischievous smile.

It was the expression a child would have after a successful prank, and also like the provocation of a person who was acquitted in court to the prosecutor.

In just that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Holmes' mind.

This child must have known something, but recalling the moment she entered the room and left, she acted flawlessly...

But the performance was so perfect, and that look at the end made him feel that this matter was not simple.

"What are you thinking about!" Just as he was recalling what happened in the room, Watson patted him on the shoulder.

"What do you think of that girl just now?" Holmes looked at his partner.

“Although I haven’t seen her take action, she’s definitely not a weakling.

Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that a little girl like her, who was not yet an adult, had traveled from Dayan through so many places to come to Casimir.

And she speaks so logically, as if she had prepared everything in advance. It would be great if I had a daughter as smart as her..."

Watson exclaimed.

"Wait, what did you say just now?" Holmes suddenly had an idea.

"That girl is strong?"

"No, it's the latter sentence."

"A person has come a long way?"

"behind!"

"Speaking coherently?"

"Yes, that's it... I felt something was wrong the moment I entered the room." Holmes slapped his thigh.

Recalling the conversation we had just after entering the room, almost no matter what I asked, the other party would quickly take out what I needed, and there was very little thinking and recollection during the conversation.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this messenger of disaster named Ibuki Suika is not simple.

After hesitating at the door for a while, he gave up the idea of knocking and going in again, and instead walked over to meet Poirot.

After narrowing down the suspect to Suika, he was certain that Poirot's other inquiries would be fruitless.

And the result was just as he expected.

After a thorough investigation, apart from obtaining information about the deceased and vaguely hearing sounds from the other side, just like Suika's, nothing else was found.

Except for Suika, everyone else in the room can serve as witnesses to prove that there was no opportunity to commit the crime.

But on Suika's side, Holmes watched the surveillance video over and over again, and also carefully questioned the waiter who had entered the house to bring food to Suika, but he could not find any trace at all.

"What should we do? The competition is about to end. Most of the people here are nobles and important guests. The best we can do is keep them until the end of the competition.

Even one extra second is something the Supervisory Committee will not allow."

Poirot also felt a little overwhelmed because solving the case takes time, but now they have no time.

Once the people here leave and take the important item out, I'm afraid this case can only be classified as a murder by a mysterious assassin.

But this is also not allowed by the Chamber of Commerce.

After all, those who can be here are upper class or rich people.

The people here were assassinated for unknown reasons. Doesn’t that mean that the Chamber of Commerce has failed to fulfill its protection obligations?

Therefore, they must be able to determine that the murders inside did not come from outside and at the same time find traces of the murderer.

Under the prohibitions of the Supervisory Committee and the Chamber of Commerce, Poirot and Holmes found the situation extremely troublesome.

“I’m going to talk to her.”

Holmes looked towards the room where Suika was.

"Hmm, is there anything else, Mr. Detective?" Suixiang was not unfamiliar with the other party's coming. After all, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and according to the progress of the game, today's game would be almost over by ten o'clock at the latest.

After deliberately provoking the other party, he had come in twice, but he did not find what he wanted.

This is his last chance.

"Can you tell me how you took that crucial thing out?" Holmes looked closely into Suika's eyes.

Suika raised her eyebrows. "What on earth are you talking about? I don't understand, Mr. Detective."

"You understand, Ms. Suika..." Holmes followed.

"What's there to understand... It's just a dead body. People die every day in the wilderness from various accidents.

More people die in wars. If you have the energy, I suggest you focus on those poor people.

Instead of me and the next door, huh!"

Suika leaned back on the sofa, picked up Ibuki's cup and took a sip.

"Although what you said makes sense, I can't do any of this... All I can do is seek justice for the deceased and for the victim..."

After a few seconds of silence, Holmes spoke.

"Huh? Injustice, who is wronged?

The dead man, or the woman covered in wounds?

Is fairness useful in the face of capital?

Suika sneered.

"You really know something!" Holmes stared at Suika.

"You are wrong, I don't know anything about them, and I don't want to know at all.

But, as for the injuries on that woman...you can go ask Candle Knight!