Mary's Nineteenth Century

As long as you are not stupid, you don't need to be pulled to know how to enter the door.

Mycroft secretly suspected that Mr. Minton's words had some deep meaning, but it did not prevent him from quickly crossing the threshold, and closed the door behind his back.

"Indeed, long time no see."

Mycroft instantly found a suitable excuse for his stunned behavior at the door, "Your arrival really surprised me. Shouldn't you be attending classes in New York? This time I came to London to take over my sister Ying Jun

Mary said lightly, "Without a case, I just graduated one year ahead of schedule. I've finished my dissertation defense and other important matters, and I'll just go through some related procedures in early May. Therefore, last year was busy and I couldn't spare time to communicate with You correspond. You don't mind?"

"of course not."

Mycroft was still in disbelief.It's not that he doubted Mr. Minton's ability to graduate early, but he didn't expect that he would choose to graduate and come to London.

"So, you are coming to live in London now? I thought you chose between New York and Boston."

That's no guesswork.

A few years ago, as Mrs. Roman, I went to Mr. Minton's home in Boston, where the portrait of the godfather drawn by Mr. Minton was hung.

It is not difficult to see that if one chooses the city to live in based on the depth of personal feelings, Mr. Minton is more inclined to live in the United States, where there are warm memories given by his family.

"You're right. I originally thought of settling in Boston."

Mary affirmed this speculation, but then asked with a smile, "The plan can be changed, can't it?"

Mycroft couldn't refute, and new doubts followed, was it his sister's conspiracy?

Mary seemed to say frankly, "Obviously London has something that attracts me, enough to make me willing to live in London. Mr. Holmes, you are as resourceful as you, can you guess the reason?"

After the words fell, Mary stared at Mycroft with burning eyes, as if she was very sure that he could guess the correct answer.

Oh, God!When Mr. Minton looked at him, it seemed that there was a bright galaxy hidden in the chimney?

Mycroft slightly staggered his eyes. If he continued to look at each other, he was afraid that he would hear his heart beating unnaturally fast, and would even give a wrong answer.

April 4st is April Fool's Day.

There is also a set of rules on April Fool's Day, no more jokes can be made after twelve o'clock at noon.at the moment

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was no longer possible to joke around.

For five full seconds, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Finally, Mycroft restrained himself and said calmly:

"Although the clues were cut off with the death of Marquis T, the treasure that the nursery rhyme refers to is probably somewhere in London. If you choose to live in London, you have more chances to get the follow-up of "Red Shoes Nursery Rhyme" clue.Am i right? "

Mary did not answer at once, but glanced Mycroft up and down.It seems to be admiring his rationality and calmness, but also seems to be teasing him for not being bold enough.

However, the scrutiny didn't last long.

Before the atmosphere became weird, Mary said at the right time: "Yes, you judged correctly as always. You really know everything well, and you know me very well. Coming to live in London can greatly increase the possibility of finding a follow-up to the broken clue."

Although Mycroft received an affirmative answer, he was inevitably a little disappointed and simply changed the subject.

"If I remember correctly, just now you said that you stopped by the Dionysian Club to take a look. Are you temporarily staying in a hotel near this area? If you have not yet determined your long-term residence, maybe I can provide some help."

Mycroft: Although I don't like to be in close contact with people, I have never thought of renting out the extra vacant rooms in the small building, but if Mr. Minton rents the house, he is willing to be a good and considerate landlord.

"Thank you very much for your attention, but don't worry about it."

Mary directly reported the address, "I've made arrangements for the place and moved in at noon. It's very close, at 223 Pall Mall Street."

"No. 223? Mr. Minton, did you buy the property at No. 223?"

Mycroft could not hide his surprise that it was the house next door to him.

When I bought a house last year, I found out that the property right next door belonged to Fitzwilliam Darcy.Later, I heard that the house had changed hands, and there were renovation workers there, but the new owner has not been seen to move in.

Mary nodded, "Yes, I respect Lou Xiangren for reaching a consensus on the purchase and sale of this property in the early years. It seems that you were surprised by this."

"No, just a little surprised."

Mycroft knew the real estate deal made sense in terms of the buyer-seller's personal relationship.

He did not forget the underground blood chamber of the abandoned church in Berlin, which Mr. Minton and Darcy discovered together.At that time, it was determined that the relationship between the two was good, at least not just a casual business acquaintance.

Mycroft bluntly explained the reason for his surprise, "No. 221, I live next door to you."

"Wow! What a coincidence."

This time it was Mary's turn to be surprised.Although she paid attention to the situation at the Dionegan Club and guessed that Mycroft would not live too far away, she did not expect that the two would live next to each other.

The two buildings are very close.If you open the west window of one building and the east window of the other, two people behind the window stretch out their hands, and if they try hard, they may be able to touch their fingertips.

However, due to the structure of the house, the west side is often used as a storage room without people living in it. Things like opening windows and facing each other will not happen, but it is close enough.

Mycroft immediately sent out an invitation to dinner, "Since it is so predestined, please allow me to greet you at seven o'clock tonight. You don't have to worry about the traffic because you live so close. What do you think?"

"Of course, I'll be there on time."

Mary could find no reason to refuse, and she had no desire to refuse the friendly invitation of her new neighbors.

"While the sky is still bright, I have to deal with other trivial matters. No need to send it off, see you in two hours."

Indeed, the Dionysian Club, where quietness is the first rule, is not suitable for chatting, and other old gossip can be reserved for after dinner.

Before leaving, Mary pointed to the potted cactus on the table.

"It is said that it is easy to grow, and it will be brilliant if given some sunlight. You can place it in a corner with light at will, I hope you don't think the cactus is too plain. Or, do you think it is better for me to send you red roses?"

Mycroft was about to move the potted cactus to his exclusive reading room, but he didn't expect to hear such a question.

Mr. Minton understands the meaning of flowers quite well, so he thought about giving him red roses?Could it be temporary amnesia, forgot that the red rose represents sister

"what happened?"

Mary met Mycroft's curious gaze, and she looked bewildered.

"Is there a sister who loves the moon, is thirsty, and is thirsty, and the sister is not happy, but she is always in trouble. Don't you like rose crystal cakes, rose butter biscuits, and rose mille-feuille cakes?"

Who sent flowers, edible roses? !

Mycroft only felt that his heart was in a hot air balloon, but he couldn't criticize the person who moved his mood.

Look how frank Mr. Minton is.This kind of gift-giving attitude fully shows that their relationship is very good, so they save those polite and empty gifts, and move closer to pragmatism.

"Red roses are very good, I trust your vision."

Mycroft immediately concealed the violent fluctuations in his mood, as if he also admitted

Just worry.

"I'm just a little worried, thinking about the fryer accident in Berlin last year. We live so close, if another accident affects your home, I will really be responsible. It is necessary to find a professional to confirm the kitchen equipment regularly safety."

Mary nodded seriously, "Yes, kitchen safety is very important. I also believe in your vision. When you find a professional overhauler, please recommend him to me. I don't want something like a fryer to affect your home .”

Mycroft nodded.

For a moment, both of them put on standard smiles, like a pair of good neighbors who care about each other.

People will praise how beautiful and warm the neighborhood relationship is, as if they echoed the saying "a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor" without a trace of other emotions.

**

Back in London with an unexpected neighbor.

The pace of Mary's life hasn't changed much.After all, she chose to graduate early for her sister's planned academic progress, and the reasons she gave on the surface were by no means empty words.Back in London, you will be closer to the secret of the nursery rhyme of the red shoes, and have a higher probability of finding relevant clues.

Clues don't just fall from the sky, just as money doesn't just fall from the sky.

Although the money made on Wall Street is enough to live on, there is no need to stay at home.

Mary opted not for those job offers as a math teacher, preferring flexible work that doesn't involve sitting in the classroom.

At the end of last year, a newly established financial newspaper in London, the Financial Times, rose rapidly.

It is trying to create the most authoritative index of British stocks and other financial commodities, which is to provide readers with global economic and business consulting analysis.

Mr. M, as the author of the best-selling book "Factual Analysis of Wall Street in the Nineteenth Century", deeply analyzed the inside story of the chaotic Wall Street, and of course he received the invitation to become a columnist for the "Financial Daily".

Mary has exchanged letters several times, and she just waits to go back to London to sign a written contract at the editorial office of the newspaper on Fleet Street.Not only the financial column, she also took on another research job as Mr. Minton.

When she first arrived in London four years ago, she took over the investigation of the London Public Transport and Subway chapter, and incidentally found out that someone was planning to use an underground sewer to rob a bank vault.

Later, a set of reference books "London Public Transport" was published, and the subway part was widely praised for its authenticity, detail and practicality.

Because of this, another social research project came to the door.

This is a project involving municipal renovation led by the London Charity Foundation, which requires a complete set of fact reports on London's slums.

Although there are many reports on slums in the market, most of them are distorted lace news to attract attention, and there are very few objective and rational records.

Unlike the high manuscript fee given by the Financial Daily, the social investigation project that invited Mr. Minton to join is not too well funded.

Predictably, field work in slums has nothing to do with comfort.The living environment must be dirty and chaotic, and the people are so mixed that there is no rules and order at all.

Mary chose to join the research project anyway.

She can learn more about the real side of nineteenth-century London.And chaos sometimes means buried secrets, and maybe it will hit the opportunity of the follow-up clues of the red dancing shoes nursery rhyme.

Opportunities can be encountered but not sought.If you can't be in a hurry, you don't have to be in a hurry.

But an acquaintance came hurriedly to Pall Mall Street.

Changing from the previous style of adhering to etiquette and rules, he went directly to the door without saying hello and making an appointment in advance.

It was none other than Darcy.

Mary wraps up a day of fieldwork at East End Whitechapel.

After going home to have a good dinner, I was going to take a rest for a while to take a comfortable bath, but I didn't expect that there would be unexpected visitors.

Darcy didn't come alone, he brought someone with him.Not a Bentley, but a woman.

He rarely omitted those courteous greetings, with a serious expression, "Mr. Minton, I'm sorry, this sudden visit is impolite. There is an urgent matter, I wonder if I can ask you for help."

"It is very kind of you, Mr. Darcy. If it is within my power, I will be at your service."

As Mary spoke, she glanced at the young lady beside Darcy. "Since you are straight to the point, please forgive me, let us not waste time. Let's just say, is this lady in some trouble?"

Darcy nodded, "This is Miss Elizabeth Bennet, my friend. Her sister was abducted to London by a liar, and they must be found as soon as possible."

After Elizabeth entered the room, she was a little dazed when she saw Mr. Minton's face clearly.

Oh, God!What a coincidence.It never occurred to her that Mr. Minton, who was dubbed the real version of Romeo by the media, was three points similar to his uncle Lang Sana.

"Miss Elizabeth?"

Darcy turned his head, and Elizabeth stared at Mr. Minton in a daze?It was so queer that Elizabeth had never seen him that way.