Mary's Nineteenth Century

If you saw your brother, like a fool, raised his hand to the moon, what would you do next?

In addition, there was a man beside him who also made a similar move.In addition, the moonlight at midnight is hazy, and you can't see the specific actions of the two people 20 meters away.

I also added that your brother and that man are usually too rational and hardly do stupid things.

July 6, 23:00.

At midnight after Midsummer Night, Sherlock doubted his intelligence and knowledge.

After Mycroft and Mr. Minton fell behind, they got together and raised one hand above their heads. Could it be that they were conducting some kind of theoretical experiment?For example, to verify the reason why the folks believe that people will behave crazy on Midsummer Night?

Besides, Sherlock couldn't think of why the two suddenly put on a silly pose.

Twenty meters away, Mycroft and Mary heard familiar footsteps.Almost instantly, it switched to a calm expression.

He was not in a hurry to put down his raised hand, turned around unhurriedly, and waved at Sherlock very naturally, just like a daily greeting.

At the moment, the two breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the scene 20 meters away.

That's great!The woods are dense, at midnight, the light is dim, 20 meters away, people at both ends cannot see each other clearly, but only have a vague figure.

Mycroft preemptively said, "Midsummer's night is known as the most fantastic night of the year. The door to the human world and the fantasy world will open. It is usually said that you can't point your finger at the moon, otherwise your ears will be cut off by the devil, especially today.

Sherlock, would you like to try it?Only enough experimental data can draw scientific conclusions, and more people are more powerful, maybe the energy field of three people is more likely to summon demons. "

listen!Is this a question that a brother with brotherly love should ask?Let my brother try to see if the devil will cut off his fingers?

Sherlock refused very firmly, "No need. I'm not interested in the fantasy world at all, and I don't want to verify the existence of demons."

After finishing speaking, he turned around decisively and left in big strides.

It was him who was stupid. He was wary that the remnants of the worship organization might sneak attack on the two of them and cause them to fall behind, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

After walking 100 meters away, there was another pause.

Sherlock looked back suspiciously, but he couldn't see the figures of the two people behind him at all, only the shadows of the trees whirling around.

A doubt emerged.

While Mycroft has been a bit silly from time to time, like knitting oversized socks at the end of his bed at Christmas in the belief that Santa will give him extra candy, that kind of silliness is only revealed in front of the family.

This is where the problem lies.

Wasn't his brother on too good terms with Mr. Minton?When did the two become so familiar?

I heard that Mr. Wharton is well-known in Berlin, Germany, and the two may have known each other in Germany.But according to Mycroft's laziness, how could it be possible to grow closer to another person?

"Snapped--"

Sherlock clapped his hands sharply.He understood, this is the common saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.Maybe he will meet neighbors or co-tenants who are also compatible in the future.

On the other side, the tumultuous wind stopped.

Under the dim moonlight, Mary and Mycroft looked at each other.After a while of silence, they all laughed out loud.

"Finger to the moon, the devil cuts off the ear?"

Mary smiled and said, "Mr. Holmes, you were self-effacing and not good at speaking before. When you were fooling your brother, you had an excuse at your fingertips."

"Have it?"

Mycroft did not think he had lied.

Thinking back carefully to the passage just now, he never clearly admitted that he and Mr. Minton were doing a pointing moon experiment by raising their hands foolishly, but he just adopted the trick of avoiding the important and taking the light to make Sherlock think so.

A good younger brother should learn to be invisible at critical moments. Obviously, Sherlock has not yet learned this special skill without a teacher, and he needs to develop it later.

Don't think about that just yet.

Mycroft did not forget today's key point, "Mr. Minton, I set off fireworks to celebrate Midsummer Night with you, and they only belong to our palm fireworks, so there is no need for a third person to participate. Don't you think I'm doing something wrong?"

"Yes, of course."

Mary nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, most of the time, I will support you unconditionally."

"In that case, are you satisfied with this celebration?"

Mycroft's eyes were filled with anticipation, and some words were not directly said, but his eyes were very obvious. "If you feel that the fireworks in the palm of your hand please you, can the promise of painting on the back be fulfilled?"

"As for your fireworks tonight, although it looks a little silly, I think it's fine."

Mary gave a true evaluation without hesitation, then looked at him quietly and smiled as if she didn't understand the subtext of Mycroft.

Mycroft: And then?Please do not remain silent on key points.

About five seconds passed.

Mary admired Mycroft's expression enough that she suddenly realized it as if belatedly.

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot what I wrote on your back. Yes, I said, if I am happy enough, I will allow you to do the same to me."

At this point, Mary changed the topic, "Then there is a small problem. Mr. Holmes, do you think I am easy to please?"

Mycroft secretly thought something was wrong, and it seemed that he was still a long way from successfully realizing Mr. Minton's back painting project.

Mary was very easy-going, "Relax, I don't want to make things difficult for you on purpose. Please allow me to show you my current pleasure index in a visual way."

"If the full value is here."

said Mary, reaching out to touch Mycroft's tie.

Then the index finger slowly slid all the way, and clicked the bottom button of his suit. "Now your accumulated value has just reached here, do you understand?"

understand what?

One thing Mycroft understood, Mr. Minton's hand was too good at starting a fire.

But this person ran away after flirting, and has not been responsible for putting out the fire so far.Even so, he is no longer willing to return to his celibate life, and he is willing to let reason give way to emotion occasionally.

Soon, the time will enter the end of June.

After the core members of the Baitou organization were wiped out, several accusations awaited them.

Murder, tomb robbery, and corpse abuse are all felonies. Even if you have the money to hire the best lawyer, the victim is either rich or expensive, and a tug-of-war begins.

Few people in London and even the UK paid attention to the case.

The horse racing season is here, and one after another horse racing competitions will start one after another.Be it onlookers or betting on horses, it has almost become an activity that the whole people participates in.

Almost, meaning not everyone is involved.

Mary is not interested in horse racing, she cares more about the confession of the wizard Sage.Has the use of the "∞" symbol in the sacrifice been influenced by others?

According to the confessions of those arrested, the Midsummer Night Sacrifice organized by Baitou was indeed related to eternal youth.

A total of 21 tombs were stolen, and a pregnant widow was kidnapped from a slum in an attempt to sacrifice her alive on the night of the 22nd.

These sensational operations have nothing to do with the Scarab Society.

Saatchi confessed that he grew up near a Native American reservation. The idea of ​​absorbing the mysterious power of the skull originated from indigenous religions, and his language talent allowed him to successfully teach himself part of the Navajo language.

At first, he ran a black market to resell human bones, and later he came up with the idea of ​​forming a community association.Only recruit members above the middle class, and started a worship activity for skull heads.

Erjiutouhui has been established for five years, and Sachs believes that he has not been deceived.

According to the mystical theory he compiled, he actually held sacrificial activities for the members of the association.The effect is also good, the life of those who join the core members has been smooth sailing.

How could it not be smooth sailing.

After reading the background information of the core members, Mary must say that those people are full and panicked.

Such a group of middle-aged people have land, houses, and stable income.If there is no natural disaster and no wrong investment, their assets can at least be preserved for two generations.

In the final analysis, desire is hard to fill.When youth is not there, disregarding the lives of others, and hoping for absurd sacrificial rituals to seek eternal youth.

Although the case of the skeleton has nothing to do with the Scarab Society, it also reflects the ridiculous and terrifying facts of this era. There is by no means only one cruel and mysterious organization.

In the 19th century, wisdom and ignorance intertwined, faith and doubt coexisted.

There are dark carnage, but also good life, such as the wedding at Pemberley Manor in Derbyshire at the end of June.

Mary was not interested in the wedding banquet, but she happened to be free anyway, so she went to bless Darcy and Elizabeth's marriage.Stop by for a relaxing excursion.

As far as the natural environment is concerned, the Pemberley Manor, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, is tens of millions of times better than London, which is sometimes foggy.However, there are many factors to be considered comprehensively in favor of a city.Unknowingly, she has fallen in love with London with its secrets.

If you look closely at London, the city's railway stations and carriage depots have become lively recently.

During the horse racing season, when conditions permit, people will take vacations to watch the races, and the venues are all in towns outside London.

Pall Mall was relatively deserted.

Sherlock wasn't surprised that Mycroft hadn't been out of town for the Marseilles, his brother was always lazy, wasn't he?

Although Mycroft did more morning exercises in the park every day, he still didn't like Holmes in contact with others.

Speaking of contact with people, Sherlock noticed something, "Has Mr. Minton next door been on a business trip recently? I haven't seen him for a week."

Of course Mycroft knew that Mr. Minton had gone to Derbyshire to attend the wedding feast, and there was no need to mention such a thing in front of his brother.

"Sherlock, maybe you should pay more attention to yourself. The university graduation ceremony in early July, have you found a place to live in London after graduation? Do I need to provide you with some references? You should know, I like cleanliness."

Subtext: Occasionally borrowing is okay, but living under the same roof for a long time, even the younger brother who can pay the rent is not acceptable.As for the real reason, does it have anything to do with purity?Needless to say.

Sherlock smirked back undisguisedly. He hadn't thought of living in Pall Mall permanently.Among other things, you can't date Cigar Nico Ding freely here.

Dear brother as home owner will have 'little' opinion as the tobacco smell is not his sweet tooth aroma.

"Thank you for your concern, but don't worry. In July, I will be staying in Montague Street near the British Museum."

Sherlock reported the detailed address, and then joked, "After I leave, no one can disturb your date with sweets, and no one will bluntly say that you actually read childish picture books of sweets."

At this moment, Mycroft was flipping through the picture book he had just received, which was forwarded to "Big Red Riding Hood" by the publishing house.

The sweet food picture book was drawn by "Little Bad Wolf", who claimed to be a fan of "Sweet Food Book", so he specially drew a set of illustrations for "Big Red Riding Hood" as a gift.

Little Bad Wolf, a stick figure illustrator, is well-known in the industry.

Good at small fresh and cute and sweet illustrations, with many illustrations for children's books.

From a certain point of view, Sherlock was right.

This style of painting can be associated with naivety, or use another word-childlike.

But Mycroft found it quite satisfactory, and the painting of the artist Little Gray Wolf perfectly presented the description of the sweets by the Big Red Riding Hood.Of course he has a right to speak, because he is the Big Red Riding Hood, but this has never been revealed to his brother.

At that moment, Mycroft couldn't help showing a very gentle smile.

"Sherlock, it seems that you are very eager to comment on my book list. Why don't you talk about your views on the works of the Big Red Riding Hood. Tell me the truth. You have always dared to tell the truth, haven't you?"