No One But You

Chapter 107 Of Course, I’m Sherlock Holmes

When I got to Bonnie’s ward, I found Calvin was already there.

He was standing beside Bonnie’s bed, with sad expression.

And Bonnie, who was lying on the bed, seemed dying. Her face was red and swollen, and there were

five obvious fingerprints on it.

Calvin was so angry that he yelled at the special nurse, “Can’t you take care of one people?”

The special nurse was scared to shiver, “I went to the bathroom, I don’t know what happened.”

I thought the special nurse was bad luck. How could she expect that she just went to the bathroom, and

during such a short time, Bonnie, a 20 years old girl, would encounter something?

Bonnie, with her eyes closed, was crying. After Calvin yelled at the nurse, he bent and asked Bonnie

gently, “How are you? Is there something wrong with you?”

Bonnie shook her head. She was so weak that she would be scared to death if Calvin’s voice was

higher.

I looked at Bonnie’s for a moment, and I left before Calvin found me.

Brooke was waiting for me outside the ward, I walked passed him.

I held my belly and walked slowly before Brooke, who was walked slowly beside me, “So? Sherlock

Holmes, what have you found?”

I was desperate to pour out, “Fairy Dixon’s mother came to Bonnie, and then she was slapping on her

face, and then fell on the floor.”

“It’s the old platitude, nothing fresh.”

It’s common to see mother-in-law taught the mistress lesson. But when I was in the bathroom of

Bonnie’s ward, I only heard the sound she fell from the bed, not heard Fairy Dixon’s mother tore at her

or beat her.

I told Brooke my doubts. He seemed carelessly, “It may happen after you left.”

“You know, when I was going out of the bathroom, Fairy Dixon’s mother already hurried to go. And it’s

illogical, it seemed unreasonable to slap Bonnie after she fell from the bed.”

We got to Brooke’s car, he opened the door and gave me a look, “What you want to say is Bonnie has

staged all the thing.”

I stretched out my hand and made a gesture on his face, “See, if I slap you, the palm will be downward

and the index finger upward. But the fingerprints on Bonnie’s face were opposite. And it only happened

when someone slap himself.”

Brooke looked at me for a long time, and then his mouth corner curved a satisfied smile. He even

touched my head and said, “What a smart girl!”

I didn’t need his praise. I opened the door and took a seat. Brooke drove by himself.

I found he wasn’t surprised, “Do you also think Bonnie staged the accident and framed Fairy Dixon’s

mother?”

“I don’t know, but your analysis seemed reasonable. Judging from the time Bonnie has stayed with

Calvin, you should know she is manipulative and she is never a naïve and ignorant girl”

He started the car and drove out of the parking lot. Holding my elbows, I continued thinking.

I could guess what would happen next. Calvin wouldn’t carefully look at the fingerprints on Bonnie’s

face, whatever upward or downward, in a fit of rage. So he would blame all this on Fairy Dixon, who

would be in the shit.

It seemed that she would die soon.

“Well!” I sighed. Brooke turned around and gave me a look, “Why did you sigh?”

“Fairy Dixon isn’t smart, and she used the wrong method. Alas!” I sighed deeply.

Brooke hated to hear me sigh, “Mind your own business. Have children smoothly.”

I insisted on meddling. Bite me!

I engrossed in thinking. When I raised my head and found that Brooke didn’t drive home but the

entrance of his company.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Stay at my office today. I haven’t had breakfast; I will ask some to buy something for you.”

“It would taste bad after they bought and sent there.”

“The restaurant is around downstairs. You have my word; it will be no more than five minutes from the

kitchen to your mouth.”

He parked the car and pulled me out of the car. I knew he wanted to keep me beside him so that he

could monitor me.

I was dragged to the entrance of the company.

I was not a match for him in terms of strength, so he pulled me into his office easily. He threw me into

the sofa and gave me a box.

I lowered my head and found it was a video game of Nintendo.

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“A day will pass quickly if you kill time with this.”

He thought I had no way out if he kept me beside him.

Calvin wouldn’t do anything to Fairy Dixon in short time, anyway.

But the video game was fun, I couldn’t drag myself away as I got it.

Half day had passed subconsciously. But I was in luck, I saw Calvin at lunch time at the restaurant

around downstairs.

Calvin and Brooke were not in the same company, but they were not far away. There were only several

restaurants nearby, so it’s not strange to meet Calvin.

Calvin was sitting alone, with gloom hanging over his eyebrows.

I would be annoyed if this happened to me. He had a hard job to take care of his sweetheart, who

finally woke up, who was always gazed at by inexplicable people.

Either this people or that people came to make trouble.

I stood up, with a cup of water in my hand. And I just wanted to walk towards Calvin. Then Brooke held

my wrist.

“Sit down.” His words were full of warning.

“Do you believe that I will behave badly in public if you hold me like this.” I said with smile.

But he knew that I would do if I had said that.

“You want to tell Calvin what you have found, not because you are just or took up the cudgels for

others. But because you think Fairy Dixon is weaker than Bonnie, and you will be more reassured if

she was with Calvin, don’t you?”

Brooke was meticulous. Seriously, I didn’t think of this, but he thought this ahead of me.

I thought over it, “Whatever you think!”

I walked to Calvin and sat beside him. He looked up at me. Then lowered his head and continued

eating the food in his plate.

“Does your steak taste good or not?” I condescended to ask.

“Doesn’t Brooke have money to buy you steak?” He didn’t even raise his head.

“How is Bonnie?”

“What do you want to say?”

“Her wound is serious, and her face is swollen. There are other wounds on her body, you should let the

doctor pay attention to them.”

He looked up immediately, “Are there any other wounds on her body?”

“Her hand. Her hand must be swollen as she slapped herself so hard.” I told him word by word with

smile.