Bad days as neighbors with Sherlock Holmes

Elena blinked.

"Give me all these?" She asked uncertainly.

It was really a box full of treasures, banknotes mixed with gold, silver and jewels, stuffing the entire box.

It belongs to the level that if it is opened outdoors, it may be blocked and robbed.

She knew that her family was relatively well-off, but why did the Earl bring such things with him when he went out?Who would fill a suitcase with money when going out normally? ?

It doesn't look like it's being used... more like it's being used to show off wealth.

"Yes," said the count dryly, "how much more do you want?"

He slowly took out the checkbook from his pocket, "I'll write you some more? Don't be too fussy, people in our family, you have to be gracious when you go out."

Elena shook her head.

"Where do you need so much?" She said with a smile, "If this is the case, the design fees paid by the previous client are completely enough to support the firm for such a long time."

Does she look poor?

The earl paused for a moment with the pen in his hand.

"Then what are you still struggling with?" he asked.

"Whether I want to take over this commission," Elena replied, "It's not just a matter of money, but also time, and the design conditions of this venue."

By the way, she spread out the London map that had been bundled aside, and took a pen to draw circles on it, "Father, look, this is the land they want to entrust me to design."

It was a piece of about nine acres of land located in the suburbs of London. The government allocated this barren area close to the factory to Mr. Jones and his company for construction.

"The planning of the plot is a bit..." The count shook his head, "It's too big."

He simply said, "Generally speaking, the more top-notch architects, the less likely they are to do this kind of design. If there are too many elements, it will appear complicated and unfocused."

Elena nodded.

"That's what I'm hesitant about," she said, "and it's a bit of an architectural challenge that I haven't figured out yet."

"Here are the other three commissions I received." Elena turned around and took three document bags from the bookshelf, and handed them to the count. Not bad, but if I take over the commission from Mr. Jones’s company, I will put these commissions on hold until the end of the model housing project, because they are urgent and shorten the construction period.”

The Count froze.

"They're still pressing the deadline?" He asked loudly in disbelief, "Who is it? I'll ask him!"

"Because the construction must be started earlier, I heard part of what Mr. Jones said," Elena shook her head, "there are more and more people in the eastern district... This is the last notice from the government, and the deadline is the end of this year. They offered proposals, but most of the designers who could be found were unwilling to undertake their commissions, the profits were meager, and most of the famous architects were unwilling to set foot in the East District.”

After all, some philanthropy is genuine charity, while some philanthropy is easily mixed into the muddy water, and it is difficult to get out.

Before the count could speak, Elena sighed, "Forget it, father, you go back first, and I'll discuss it with Eric. I can't decide this matter alone, so I'd better ask him a little bit."

The count nodded, got up and planned to leave.

"I'm going first," he said in a deep voice, "I still have things to do."

Elena also nodded.

She closed the suitcase spread out on the table, fastened the locks one by one, and handed it back to the count.

The count glanced at her and took it.

Forget it, if you can't spend it, you can take some money from it to bribe Giles later, he thought, it would be good to eat more desserts next time.

When the count turned around and was about to step out the door with one foot, Elena suddenly spoke.

"Father," she asked, "what are you going out with so much money for today?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in the words.

The earl subconsciously blurted out, "I will buy you a lot of money..."

His mouth was covered.

The butler turned to Elena, and slowly answered, "Miss, it's better for you not to get involved in some family affairs. What do you think?"

He said this as if it was some unusual family secret, while the earl nodded with a serious and serious expression.

Elena shrugged.

"Well, I don't know," she replied.

The butler and the earl both breathed a sigh of relief.

It was almost time to get off work, Elena looked up at the gloomy sky, and began to pack her things.

She stuffed the invitation card in her hand into her bag, and after confirming that she hadn't missed it, she planned to go back.

She drank alcohol yesterday, she is not in a particularly good condition today, she is a little sleepy.

Elena simply decided to leave work early today, rest for one night, and continue tomorrow. Anyway, the office is here, and overtime work can continue at any time.

Little Brut just came over, saw her packing up, and asked a little blankly, "Did you get off work so early today, Miss Molson?"

He held a stack of documents in his arms, "I need you to look at these things again..."

Elena glanced at him and nodded.

"Leave it here, you go to work," she said, pulling the chair away again, and sat down.

After reviewing all the documents, Elena rubbed her sore shoulder, picked up the satchel on one side, and went to the door after confirming that the door was locked.

She passed by the desks of other designers in the office, pretending not to see their frightened eyes, and after greeting them who were also taking care of things, she walked towards the door in a good mood.

Ignoring the relieved expressions of other designers, Elena thought about going to the East District in a few days.

The conversation with Eric was beyond her expectations. She originally planned to design according to the terms of the power of attorney, but now she plans to go to the field to have a look.

Both of them decided to take a look at the general situation before proceeding to the next step. As for the other designers in the firm, they don't need to get involved for the time being. Everything will be discussed after the two of them go there.

Eileen hadn't been to the East Borough a few times, but she found out from the words that although Eric always mentioned the East Borough with disgust, he seemed to be quite familiar with this place.

She was thinking about how to call a few people, but found that there was a circle of apprentices gathered at the door, they seemed to be whispering something against the glass, every word you said was very lively, sometimes in a low voice I laughed twice.

The weather has gradually turned cold, and the fireplace is burning indoors, so the glass near the outside often fogs up, and the work of cleaning the glass is handed over to these naughty little ghosts as punishment, and whoever makes trouble will be punished.

"What are you doing?" Elena walked to the side of the apprentices and asked calmly, "Is it your off-duty time now?"

She clearly remembered that these children's work time would be later, and there would be about an hour before the scheduled carriage would take them back to their respective places of temporary residence.

Most of these apprentices are children whose parents have stable jobs but cannot afford to go to school. They are sent here to learn some things. Most of them have paid the tuition fees. They write and draw in the small classroom next to them every day to exercise their basic skills. Ability.

The designers in the office will take one or two classes in turn, or ask them to run errands to deliver letters, and help pass the design drawings a little bit, and the work of copying is also handed over to them, who are relatively young assistants.

The first time someone tried to send a child here, Elena didn't want to accept it. She didn't need people, and there was no need to find such a young child as an apprentice.

But when she later learned that if these children were not apprentices, they might have to work in factories or workshops, she still relented and let them stay. The wages are relatively low, but the work is less, and some food or use will be given out during festivals. s things.

They were all children in their early teens, and they were a little afraid of Elena, who was usually indifferent to others, very serious in class, and said nothing in the office. When they found Elena behind them, the apprentices immediately fell silent.

"No," one of the girls replied a little shyly, "I'm sorry, Miss Molson, we just wanted to watch the fun..."

Her voice gradually dropped.

Elena looked out the window.

Now there was another thick layer of fog on the windows, and only a vague figure could be seen standing outside.

"What's the excitement?" Elena asked a little curiously.

The apprentices were all hemming and hawing, looking at each other, but no one said anything.

It looks like a little sparrow with its wings folded.

Elena shook her head.

"Forget it, go and study," she said helplessly.

The apprentices quickly returned to their positions, while Elena wiped away the mist with her hand.

Through the glass door, she saw Holmes and the postman, who were facing away from the room, seem to be talking about something.

Not long after the two talked, the short postman handed the things in his hand to Holmes, stood on tiptoe and patted Holmes on the shoulder, seemed to say a word of encouragement, and left.

Elena pushed open the door.

Hearing footsteps, Holmes turned to see her, and smiled.

"Are you off work?" He didn't mention the thrilling scene he encountered in the morning, but asked Elena relaxedly, "Do you have an appointment today?"

"No," Elena also answered briskly.

"Then," Holmes leaned against the wall and tilted his head to look at her. "Next, I want to ask you a serious question, Miss Elena."

Elena didn't respond.

"What?" she asked a little blankly.

Then Holmes stood up straight, looked down at her, and asked with a smile, "Can you have dinner with me today?"

He also figuratively adjusted his slightly slanted bow tie to look a little more formal.

"It's my honor," Elena replied in the same calm voice.

Then the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

The two got into the carriage, and she looked at the huge box in his hand curiously, "What is this?"

The box is a long, narrow strip. Looking inside through the dark hole, only a faint green can be seen.

Is it some mysterious magic item?Or a chemical instrument?It should be a chemical instrument.

But if that was the case, why send it to her office instead of Baker Street?

"Yes..." Holmes hesitated.

Embarrassment appeared on his face for the first time, "It's a bunch of flowers, I ordered them yesterday."

Elena raised her eyebrows.

"For me?" She asked bluntly.

Holmes laughed.

"I'm afraid there is no second answer, is there?" He said calmly, ignoring his cheeks and ears that had begun to flush, but he still looked very calm.

Holmes opened the things, and inside was a bouquet of flowers and a beautifully wrapped letter.

"It was sent to you before, but it seems that after yesterday, the writing on the letter is already a bit late." He handed the flowers to Elena and left the letter behind, "So I came here to get the letter back."

Elena looked at the letter a little curiously.

"I know you can intercept the parcel early, Mr. Holmes," she asked. "Then why wait until it has been delivered to my office, and then rush over to prevent me from receiving the letter?"

She did not believe that there was no other way for Holmes to make a little accident, or a little trick.

Holmes looked at her and laughed, "Because I want to see you, Miss Elena."

His voice was very soft, he looked at her intently, his eyes were clear and gentle, "Look, I see you now."

The author has something to say: This is a supplement on 10.31!There are one or two updates today, let's see how much I can write!Ulla!

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