Chapter 155: Betrayal

After listening to the inference of the detective she met for the first time, Charlotte Holmes just nodded slightly and did not express any opinion.

This made Douglas, who was eager to get the advice of the female detective, feel a little regretful.

Charlotte just walked into the charred sailboat and tobacco tavern silently. Her sharp eyes carefully looked at the scene, from the broken oil lamps, the unnaturally tilted round table, and the dry and charred corpses one by one. Her extraordinary smart brain has quickly restored the process of the time.

In the consciousness of the female detective, the blackened and messy tavern in front of her seemed to have reversed time. The blackened colors of the flames gradually faded, the tilted wine table stood up again, the broken oil lamps floated and pieced together again in the original position, and the extinguished lights began to rekindle.

At this moment, the gamblers who were whispering and discussing outside the door also separated an illusory shadow, and retreated back to the wine table, began to drink enthusiastically, and slapped the table excitedly.

The charred bodies also jumped to attention like jumping corpses, stepped back a few steps and returned to the bar to drink. Thanks to the accurate shooting of the murderer, the fire did not affect the position and posture of the bodies too much, and the female detective was able to quickly restore the state of the deceased in her mind.

In her mind, the Sailboat and Tobacco Tavern seemed to have returned to the lively scene a few hours ago. The gamblers shouted and cheered loudly and drank beer. The sturdy security guards leaning against the bar were just pretending to drink, but in fact their eyes were always scanning inside and outside the tavern, ready to beat those unruly gamblers and resist attacks from other gangs.

However, they did not react to the fact that two professional killers were approaching outside the door... Maybe it was because of the heavy snow last night? Or did the two murderers have some way to hide their bodies? Is it the ability of the Moth Cult? Or is it just a stealth technique?

Then one of the security guards seemed to have noticed the abnormal behavior of a gambler. He took the initiative to leave the bar and walked towards the table. Halfway through his walk, he was shot from outside the door. The bullet hit the center of his forehead accurately. He died before he even felt the pain of the shooting - this was the first death.

The other security guards who heard the gunshots immediately reacted and were about to take out the revolvers on their waists to fight back. However, before they raised their guns, the shadow outside the door, representing the murderer, had already fired three shots quickly and accurately, killing the three slow-reacting security guards.

Then the oil lamp in the tavern was also blown up by bullets, and the sailboat and tobacco tavern fell into complete darkness - the street lights in this block had long been damaged, and there was absolutely no light on the streets at night.

Those greedy and timid gamblers screamed and crawled out of the tavern, and some of them took the opportunity to pick up the bet cash abandoned by other gamblers on the way - the coins scattered on the floor in a completely irregular manner could prove this.

After hearing the series of gunshots, the other guards on the second floor picked up the oil lamp and tried to go downstairs to check the situation. As soon as they showed their heads, they were shot dead by the murderer lurking in the shadow of the tavern. The oil lamp in their hands also shattered with a bang, and the burning kerosene spilled everywhere - the charred body lying on the stairs was the evidence.

The flames of the imaginary world were burning silently, and the female detective in the real world slowly walked to the door between the back kitchen and the front hall. Standing in this position, she could see the situation in the front hall and back kitchen of the tavern at the same time.

Her light gray eyes looked at the environment on both sides, and the gunshots in her mind began to sound.

The helpers of the Burton Brothers seemed to come from another part of the street. They hunched over and tried to sneak into the tavern quietly. As soon as they entered the door, they were shot by the lurking murderer. The first bullet pierced his jaw, and the second bullet shot into his eye socket - this was the masterpiece of the second murderer, whose shooting skills were worse than the first murderer.

Taking advantage of the noise of the gunfight in the front hall to distract attention, the gang members in the back alley of the tavern immediately pushed open the door and rushed in. Perhaps due to the dim environment, he did not attract the attention of the murderer at first, and was able to successfully enter the back kitchen, trying to hide behind the stove and quietly attack the attacker who should still be hiding in the front hall from the back.

However, his smooth entry was actually a trap set by the first murderer. The other party had already hidden behind the stove and waited for him. The particularly obvious bullet hole on the forehead of the charred corpse proved that he was attacked by bullets at a very close distance.

The other gang members who heard the gunshots immediately threw burning and bursting oil bottles towards the back kitchen, trying to illuminate the environment of the back kitchen while attacking the first murderer - this was the real reason why the fire in the Sailboat and Tobacco Tavern spread.

Then a muscular gang member used brute force to dismantle the door panel of the back door as a shield, and the other three gang members followed him in a column... But they seemed to fail to find the figure of the first murderer? There were no bullets and shells left over from the fierce gunfight on the ground in the back kitchen.

Perhaps the murderer hiding near the back door or somewhere else attacked brazenly, and easily cut off three heads with just one knife - since there was no sign of fierce fighting at the scene, it meant that the three bodies on the ground fell in the same direction and were killed by the first murderer before they had time to react.

Cutting off three heads in an instant, such a strong arm strength, such a sharp weapon... It is indeed possible that it was done by the evil secret believers.

The female detective approached the stove with interest. She stared at the last charred corpse. Both of its arms were cut off, and the cuts were as smooth as the neck sections of the three corpses... But why was this deceased not shot dead at the first time? Instead, he suffered the torture of having his arms cut off?

Is it a special identity? Or does the murderer intend to interrogate some information from him?

Sherlock squatted down and carefully observed the corpse. She wanted to find out the peculiarity of the other party. She has now replaced Watson as the first murderer, but if Watson deliberately saved this person's life, what is the reason?

As she squatted down, she immediately found from a low angle that there seemed to be some marks engraved on the stove wall behind the corpse that were not caused by the fire.

It seems that the other party left some kind of mark before dying, wanting to tell the Burton brothers the identity of the attackers last night... Unfortunately, these letters have been scratched by the sharp blade.

However, when the female detective squinted her eyes, her vision became slightly blurry as if she was nearsighted, she immediately discovered that the scratches covering the marks of the dead seemed to be enlarged and distorted letters.

Even if these letters were recorded on paper, they would be meaningless gibberish in the eyes of others.

But in the eyes of Charlotte Holmes, they contained another layer of meaning!

This is the code Watson left for me! !

He has not betrayed yet! ! !