I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

"Nonsense, you tricked me into coming here."

Charlotte shrugged and made no argument.

Wright also smiled, and then asked curiously:

"Are you doing this job out of interest, or what? With your ability, it should be easy to get a position in the government."

"It's not difficult for me to get into the government, but once I enter the system, it means I will be under control. The officialdom is a bit torturous for me. It's not as comfortable as having a young lady like this as my assistant now."

"Being a private detective is indeed a hobby of mine, but not entirely. This is what I am good at. I am not physically strong, nor do I have any magical talent. My personality is not likable either, but my mind is flexible. This is what I am best at, and this is all I can do."

At this time, a carrier pigeon landed by the window.

Seeing the carrier pigeon, the girl frowned, then she stood up, walked to the bed and took out the letter from the mailbox on the pigeon's leg.

The blonde girl's frown deepened.

"Sherlock, it's time to do something big."

Sherlock put the teacup down and looked at the blonde girl.

"what happened?"

"My nominal grandfather died with a dagger stuck in his chest."

"What about the reward?"

"Yours is indispensable."

Sherlock showed a money-grubbing expression and then looked at Wright.

"Sir, we are going on a tour at public expense. Do you want to come with us?"

Wright was a little surprised by Sherlock's sudden invitation, but did not refuse.

"Okay, but forget about calling me sir. Just call me Wright."

Both parties are interested in each other, so there is a situation where one invites and the other accepts.

The three of them got on the carriage, and the blonde girl changed into a Lolita outfit, looking like a princess.

On the way, Wright couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Sherlock, can you briefly explain where we are going and the basic background of the characters?"

"Of course, we are going to the manor of Grand Duke Pei Luo, where live the Luo family, headed by Grand Duke Pei Luo. My partner is also a member of the Pei Luo family, and the deceased is my partner's grandfather, Grand Duke Pei Luo. The Pei Luo family is one of the few old families in Dilainavik that has survived to this day."

"He was also one of the first local tyrants to choose to stand with and support Dilenavik. Grand Duke Pero's status in Dilenavik is only lower than those few. Lady Jelina would bow her head and greet Grand Duke Pero whenever she saw him."

Wright nodded when he heard this and realized the seriousness of the problem.

"That's a really big deal."

"For someone of Grand Duke Perro's status, an autopsy cannot be performed, nor can a destructive autopsy be performed. And since the murderer dared to do it, it means he has made all the preparations. This should be a very challenging case."

"I'm looking forward to what Mr. Sherlock said."

The three of them arrived at Pero Manor in a carriage.

Although outside, the girl was Sherlock's assistant and partner, but when she came back, she was still a young lady. Wright got off the carriage first, followed by Sherlock. Sherlock carried the girl down from the steps of the carriage.

Sherlock and Wright exchanged glances, and followed the girl on her left and right.

The only people who came to greet them at the gate of the manor were the butler and the servants.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said respectfully, "Ms. Irene, welcome back."

The girl's expression was calm.

"What's the situation? Has the murderer been found?"

The butler shook his head regretfully.

"I'm sorry Miss, we still have no clue about the murderer."

The girl was silent for a few seconds.

"Where are they?"

"In the living room."

The girl was silent for a while after hearing this.

"Let's go see grandpa."

"Yes."

The butler led the way, and the three followed the butler to the morgue.

The body of Grand Duke Perro lay quietly in this cold room, covered with a thin white cloth.

Sherlock took out a disposable glove and lifted the white cloth.

Grand Duke Pero was not as plump as previous nobles, but a rather sturdy man.

"The deceased's expression was not too ferocious, he must have died unconsciously, and the fatal wound was obviously the dagger on his chest. However, judging from the blood stains on the wound and the degree of drying, the blood in Grand Duke Perro's body is not healthy."

“The possibility of long-term poisoning cannot be ruled out.”

Sherlock took out a cotton swab, rubbed it on the wound, and put it in the bag.

Put it into a test tube with unknown liquid, break off the cotton part, cover it with the lid and start shaking.

The liquid inside reacted with the blood stains on the cotton, and the colorless and transparent solution turned brown, with a slight purple tint visible in the brown.

Wright asked curiously, "Does the purple here represent toxins?"

"On the contrary, it is normal for this solution to turn purple when it comes into contact with blood. There is a large amount of toxin in Grand Duke Perro's blood, but the toxin has not reached a fatal effect."

"The two simplest guesses are that the poisoners and murderers were two or more groups of people. The other is that the poisoners and murderers were all done by the same group of people, but the murderer didn't want to wait, or couldn't afford to wait. Of course, the specific situation can only be concluded after understanding it."

A smile appeared on Wright's lips.

This matter is becoming more and more interesting.

The girl looked at the butler.

"Notify everyone in the manor to gather in the banquet hall tonight. Those who don't come will be recorded as major suspects."

"I understand, ma'am."

Wright looked at Irene with great admiration.

Chapter 607: It won’t be a love triangle

Irene looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, or even younger, but her behavior and actions reveal the temperament of a superior.

Wright asked quietly, "Mr. Sherlock, how many days do we have?"

"We don't have much time left to find the truth. Currently, the news of Grand Duke Pei Luo's murder has been blocked. No matter whether the truth comes out in three days, a funeral will be held for his burial. At that time, it will be announced to the public that Grand Duke Pei Luo died of natural causes due to his advanced age. This set of procedures is a common trick used by large families to maintain their so-called decency and dignity."

Irene looked at her dead grandfather, and a rare strange look appeared on her face.

"Cover it."

Upon hearing this, Sherlock covered it with a white cloth.

He took off his gloves, and a temperatureless flame ignited in his hands, burning the gloves to ashes.

"This is a really convenient way to deal with garbage."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Irene looked at the two of them.

"Sherlock, take Mr. Wright for a walk."

"Say something nice about me in front of the lady and the master."

Irene ignored him and turned away.

Sherlock takes Wright for a stroll around Philo Manor.

Irene is seen heading to a secluded spot with freshly picked flowers.

Wright asked curiously, "Didn't Miss Irene go to visit her parents? What is she doing there?"

"Her parents are dead."

Wright was silent.

"In a large family, factional struggles are particularly obvious, and the means used are varied and countless. Her parents were victims of the family's power struggle. Just like what I said before, it was an obvious murder, but when they were buried, they were said to have died of illness."

"For the family, it's just two fewer people, but for Irene, she lost her most important parents."

"Irene fought hard, but in this family, even though she was a direct descendant, she seemed too weak. But she did not give up and continued to search for the truth on her own."

"Erin tried many methods, but all of them failed."

Wright had a subtle smile on his face.

"So, Miss Irene found you."

Sherlock straightened the crooked brim of his hat.

"Not really. Her parents and I are old acquaintances. Before they passed away, they asked me to protect her."

"I actually didn't think about it, but in the end I had to take the blame."

"Old acquaintances? Two men and one woman, it's not a love triangle, and you are the loser."

Sherlock was sweating profusely.

"To be honest, it would be a waste of your talent if you didn't become a detective."

"Fair play, I'm the loser."

Sherlock explained his situation briefly.

"Can you tell me the reason for the failure?"

"It's not because of family, nor because of money. It's just that I'm too self-centered and live my own life. Others have to adapt to my pace when they get along with me. To put it simply, I just don't like it that much."

"So, she chose Irene's father. Of course, we remained friends after that. We just didn't keep in touch much because we took different paths."

Wright didn't expect the relationship here to be so tortuous.

"So you helped her find out the truth."

"There's no need to find out. Her parents already have the answer in their hearts."

"They knew I was very curious and we had a good relationship, so they knew I would definitely find out the truth. Maybe they were afraid that I would take risks, or that I would take their daughter with me, so they gave me the answer directly."

Wright nodded slightly. "Does Miss Irene know the truth?"

"With her personality, she won't have a good life if I don't tell her."

"If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would not have bothered with this matter. But her presence has saved me a lot of trouble."

Wright made the appropriate association.

"Mr. Sherlock, I have a guess."

"uh-huh."

"Do you think this incident will be a continuation of the last one?"

Sherlock nodded.

"Your idea is very good. We can't rule out this possibility."

"Mr. Sherlock, what is your line of reasoning?"

Sherlock thought for a moment.

"I usually check the deceased's situation, find out the deceased's relationship, and find people who meet the requirements,"

"Meet the criteria?"

"Yes, the first characteristic is the person who benefits the most from the death of the deceased, the second characteristic is the person who has the most sufficient motive for killing, and the third characteristic is the person who has the most convenient conditions for killing. Then add additional conditions to the people who meet these three conditions in turn."

Wright admired Sherlock's logical thinking very much.

"Then there is someone who meets all three conditions but is not the murderer?"

"It exists in theory, but it has not yet appeared in the cases I have taken over."

The two of them strolled to the back of the manor.