The mystery of Armored Knight Murder
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Acme Ho
Mr. Igler
Escape Lit Per 5
Mar. 8th, 2022
The mystery of Armored Knight Murder
"Extra News! Headline!" On a busy morning with a chill foggy day, people shuttled,
the traffic on the street, and a young wimpy boy hawked out on Baker Street. His dark red
hair and visibly freckled face stood out in the crowd.
It was a cold winter morning in 1904, I had heard a few screams and seen surprised
faces as a result of their reaction from glancing at some illogical news. The newspaper piqued
my interest, and I was supposed to read the newspaper while eating breakfast. Nonetheless,
Mr. Holmes, who was always fascinated by the study of crime, used his powers of
observation to draw the clues would be more curious than me about the engrossing event on
the sheets of paper.
London Daily Telegraph was exclusively sold by this kid, and therefore, I hurriedly
put on my shirt and blazer. Even though my elbow grazed the door frame and bled, it did not
stop my moves.
I dashed downstairs three steps into two to get a newspaper, but the light rain falling
through blood-colored clouds soaked my hair, so I quickly returned and burned up the
firewood. I hadn't seen Holmes in a long time as he had been to ponder and scrutinize the
case of Adventure of the Blanched Soldier. He stretched his back, awoke on his bed,
"Morning, Dr. Watson, are you there?" After I returned, he walked over to his armchair,
picked up his violin, turned on the accompaniment, and began to play the music. I enjoyed
my tasty scrumble eggs with grilled toast, accompanied by listening to Holmes' performance
and watching the news.
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"News made you perplexed." Holmes teased over he finished the Moonlight Sonata.
"Doctor, I believe something beyond the scope of your thinking has been demonstrated,
right?"
"Well, a medieval armor uncontrollably waved a forty-pounds, metal-made hatchet in
a popular private art museum. That was so weird! I had been there to visit as well since it has
indeed been of the greatest interest to me."
"This case isn't as simple as it appeared, and the blood-colored sky always symbolized
the unauspicious day. Watson, I am sure our client is on his way."
A lithe and furtive step went upstairs and immediately paused outside the room. And
followed by an austere deep breath.
"Come in, Inspector Lestrade," said Holmes.
"What wind blows you here? Nit an ill wind, I hope."
"The greatest detective, the criminal nemesis, our patron saint of London Mr.
Sherlock Holmes, we need your help," a lean man entered quickly, panting.
"Not at all, Dr. Watson," his brow and arms were covered in crystal clear sweat beads,
and his shoes were soiled and muddy, indicating that he rushed over here without pausing.
His white shirt was stained with crimson blood, denoting that he had visited the crime scene.
The crimson blood signifies that the person has died within 2 to 4 hours. Inspector Lestrade,
your bitter melon-like face demonstrates that this case is clueless, right?"
"Mr. Holmes, your guesses are correct," Lestrade noticed.
"Watson, I began to think." Holmes faced Inspector Lestrade said, "Sir, watch your
wording; it should be called 'logical reasoning.' I became sure this case takes place in an art
gallery, could you explain the details that happened there, Mr. Lestrade."
"After I got the telephone calls from some visitors of the art museum, I arrived at the
art museum for the inspection nearly three o'clock. The museum's director, Mr. Warmington,
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lead us to the place with the dead body, parenthetically, he graciously entertain us with
various showrooms after we finished the investigation.
The dead person was against the wall in the opposite corner of the exhibit "The Devil
and Hell." A sharp sword ran through his body and inserted on the wall. Blood streamed
down the walls from the victim's wound and colored the pale yellow wall behind the corpse
with the dark hue of blood plasma. I speculate the time of death was no more than four hours,
and while most of the blood has coagulated, some of it is still wet.
Even though the killer pierced the victim's body with a sharp Basket-hilted sword,
which is a gorgeous claymore, and then penetrate the corpse against the wall, the victim died
from a severe cut on the neck. The murder weapon was a dagger between 12 and 14 inches
long, based on the size of the wound. The murderer sliced the victim's neck at a 45-degree
angle and severed the carotid artery. After that, the killer employed a specific chemical
solution to make the deceased's wound rapidly bind and stop bleeding."
"Wait, could you repeat the last two sentences for me, I did not hear it. Did the
murderer cut down the carotid artery? If so, there should be lots of bleed spray out, and the
murderer will be drenched by blood," I interrupted Inspector Lestrade's speech.
"Dr. Watson, I didn't see anyone with blood on their appearance, but I did see one
knight's armor completely soaked with blood," Lestrade responded.
"The murder made by the armor, I like this one. Inspector Lestrade, could you explain
to me the location and the detail of the exhibition 'The Devil and Hell?'" Mr. Holmes asked.
“This exhibition had two entrances, however, a cleaning issue happened yesterday
make both doors locked until this morning. It becomes a darkroom, and anything could
happen easily."
I discovered one vital detail: Raphael's artwork "Scourge" is the most expensive
element of the museum. The title of the picture piqued my interest, so I asked Mr.
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Warmington to take me to see it. The picture shows a scene in which a knight battles the devil
and uses a sword to puncture the demon's heart, which is just like the scene on the opposite
side of the room,” Lestrade explained.
"This case sounds like the darkroom which we solved about the “Speckled Band,” but
we still need to figure it out. By the way, Inspector, do you know who this deceased man is?"
I curiously questioned.
"Still, nothing is known, all investigations are ongoing."
"Mr. Lestrade, could you describe that person's physical appearance and the dress?"
"Yes, a middle-aged bald man, short but plump, dressed in a striped grey "Strickland
& Sons suit," oily "Grenson shoes," and wore black round-rimmed spectacles. Arnold & Son
pocket watches and a Dunhill pipe found in his pocket."
"I know, he's my prior client who paid much to help find his missing shipment,"
Holmes said, “I got this case. And I want to get over the art museum for more clues to verify
my suspicions, a vendetta.”
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