Bad days as neighbors with Sherlock Holmes

Elena went back and drew a picture again, looking for her own hand feeling, and then she finished her grooming and planned to go to bed.

When she fell on the soft bed, she was really relieved.

After comfortably rubbing the pillow that was softened by Mrs. Hudson, Elena felt sleepy.

She never expected that she would be woken up the next day by the banging on the door.

Elena got up slowly, opened the curtains, and found that the outside was still gray, it seemed that it was not the normal time to wake up.

She rubbed her sore neck and yawned sleepily.

"Who is it?" Elena asked lazily.

Her brain was still in a chaotic state, and the sequelae of not sleeping well were fully exposed at this time - she was listless in doing everything, and even her thinking was so slow that she couldn't look directly at it.

Picking up the coat hanging on the side and draping it over her body, Elena pulled on her slippers and went to open the door.

Standing behind the door was Eric.

He looked at Elena a little impatiently, "Why are you so slow?"

Elena covered her mouth and yawned again.

"What's the matter?" She asked lazily, "I haven't slept enough, so I'll talk about it later."

"Something went wrong," Eric said simply. "That house of yours may not be finished."

Elena didn't understand.

She hadn't recovered yet, so she almost asked in a daze, "What building?"

"The house that was designed for Darcy," said Eric sarcastically. "Isn't that the only job you have now?"

He said coldly, "A corpse was dug up there."

Corpse?

Elena let out an "oh".

She didn't think it was a big deal, as there were some ancient tombs underneath when she was doing construction work in the past.

"Okay, I see. Is there nothing else that I can go to sleep with?" Elena resisted her sleepiness and asked reasonably.

"Aren't you nervous?" Eric said incredulously, "This is a complete conspiracy!"

"It's like this," Elena shook her head, "I don't care about that. After I draw the construction drawings and confirm with the construction supervisor, I basically only need to go to the site to check the progress and confirm the approximate location. No need to make a fuss, it's just a corpse."

She leaned against the door in a sleepy state, and she spoke weakly, "Please go to Scotland Yard to report the case. I don't know how to solve the case, do I. If Scotland Yard can't solve the case, go downstairs. On the second floor is Mr. Holmes. Things have always been well researched."

Elena sighed again after she finished talking.

"Any questions?" She looked at Eric.

Eric didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then Elena slammed the door and closed it neatly.

Then he staggered towards his own bed and fell down again.

When she woke up again, she had finally had enough sleep.

Elena packed her things and went to the office, only to find that Mr. Darcy was sitting on the reception sofa inside.

Seeing Elena coming, Darcy, who was sitting at the seat, got up quickly.

Elena signaled to him that you're welcome, but she herself sat across from him.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Darcy," Elena said politely, "What's the matter?"

"I think you heard what happened in the morning," said Darcy with a wry smile. "It's just a coincidence... We may not continue to build this house."

Only then did Elena begin to recall what happened in the morning.

"If you're talking about digging up some not-so-good things on the ground," Elena said after a while, "I assure you that the lack of a corpse will not affect the various data. The foundation can still be done the way I first listed you."

"No, it's not about the foundation," Darcy shook his head. "I'm not sure that Georgiana will move out alone and live in a house like this..."

He said with a bit of embarrassment, "Maybe our contract is going to be cancelled. I'm really sorry that you spent so much effort but couldn't make it out—please rest assured that we will pay the liquidated damages as usual, I don't Lack of money."

Elena only now realized what Darcy meant.

"Ah, is that so?" She said a little dullly, "Do you think that digging up the corpse means that there will be bad luck there?"

Darcy nodded.

"Since people have died there, it is no longer suitable for Georgiana to live alone," he said with a sigh, "I plan to buy another piece of land..."

"But you think London can't buy a suitable land now, and you don't want to delay my time to find the next land, so you simply cancel the contract?" Elena asked him, "Is that so, Mr. Darcy? "

"Yes," said Darcy, "I should be very ashamed, and it would be a little bad to take your time."

Because basically all of them have been sold out. To buy such a piece of land, at least wait for another person to sell it, and he will buy it again. This takes too long, and you may not be able to buy it. luck.

Elena shook her head.

She thought about her family's property, "Well, I happen to have two such lands in my dowry, and I can transfer one to you."

It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, the main reason is to fully express your own design.

"No, this is not good..." Darcy declined, "I have already owed you a lot of love from your father."

Inherited a lot of love from his father?What did the count do again?

Could it be that he was secretly doing good deeds again?

Elena didn't struggle here for too long, "It's like this, I'm not just doing charity."

She continued, "I want to buy that piece of land and plan to use it to design a new building. The reason to transfer your piece of land is because I think I have already designed it, and the first 99 steps have been completed. I am not special. Willing to forego this last step and just get it done. You know, it's a drop in the bucket for me."

Darcy hesitated, but said, "Thank you very much, Miss Molson."

He got up slowly, "I may need to go back and discuss it with my family, especially Georgiana."

"Say hi to Georgiana for me," Elena nodded to him.

Darcy was sent away, and before she had time to digest the news, a stranger came to the door.

He seemed to be lingering at the door a little tangled, wanting to come in, but he was a little uncertain.

Elena could only sigh, and went out to see who it was.

"Are you Miss Molson?" Seeing Elena walking out, he asked a little cautiously.

"I am," Elena replied, "what's the matter?"

She looked at the man in front of her a little curiously. This man looked quite nervous and well-dressed, but he had an indescribable sense of formality and restraint.

"I have come to deliver a letter, Miss Molson," replied the man, handing the letter to Elena.

The font on it is very neat, and the printing is clear, but it does not seem to be a personal paper.

Elena returned to the house and carefully opened the envelope.

Above is an invitation letter.

"Dear Miss Molson," Elena read, "I am honored to inform you that you have been nominated as one of the designers for this municipal project. We will hold a seminar on this project and will also Choose the most suitable solution at this seminar...I sincerely look forward to your participation."

It turned out to be an official document from the government.

Elena read it again.

This project was about the planning of a museum. There seemed to be many nominees, so the construction supervision committee came up with this idea, but no one knew who actually recommended her, and successfully included her in the list of candidate designers.

She read it again and shook the envelope again.

Sure enough, a note slipped out of it.

A simple sentence was written gracefully and smoothly on it.

"Thank you for your help, you are welcome", and the signature is "mh".

After thinking about it for a while, Elena remembered that it was obviously written by Mr. Mycroft.

Probably the "gift" mentioned before leaving.

She couldn't help but sighed, feeling a little rejoiced again.

Is there anything better in the world than getting the next job without finishing the job?

The author has something to say: Mai Ge: Thank you for the invitation, it’s me.

Two more completed!

When writing this chapter, I thought of an interesting thing hhh

Our teacher said that the biggest client of an architect is always the government

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