Mary's Nineteenth Century

Big mistake!

Seeing Mr. Minton's cracked expression, Mycroft was sure that his guess was too outrageous.

"Mr. Holmes. 』

Mary tore through the note, picked up a pen and wrote, "Why do you think the brown bottle is a transformation potion?"Why don't you guess it's Wolfsbane.. potion?

For example, I was bitten by a werewolf and I can no longer be an ordinary human being. Every time the full moon comes, I can’t control the bloodthirsty impulse brought by wolf’s poison in my blood. I must take medicine, otherwise I will become a beast. Big Red Riding Hood?Is my story more twists and turns? 』

The note was passed back.

Mary writes like a dragon and a snake, which shows that her mood fluctuates greatly.If it wasn't for the occasion restriction, she really wanted to shake Mycroft's head and hear what was inside?

It is certain that it will not be a head of paste, nor will it be a head of water.A normal human's IQ does not exceed 180, and they dare not think about werewolves.

In fact, this reasoning is very reasonable.

The two had been to Black Sand Island, a small burning island that once produced drugs that turned people into vampires and werewolves.But it was a step too late, and it is said that the drugs were all destroyed.

Is it really destroyed?No one is sure, but what is certain is that a man suspected of being a vampire escaped.

Now, combined with Little Bad Wolf's pseudonym, there is another unlabeled medicine bottle, which points to the transformation medicine that disappeared back then.

Mary was introspective, and it was her mistake.

Underestimated Mycroft's acceptance of strange things, resulting in a situation where cleverness is mistaken for cleverness.

Looking at the story on the note, Mycroft could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile, and then dared to cast a complimenting look at Mr. Minton. "In terms of imagination, you are still better. 』

Mary: Very good!This look is very good!

He took back the note and added, "Perhaps I should let you know that there is only one chance for me to take the initiative to confirm, and you have already missed it." 』

In other words, no matter what new guesses Mycroft had about the pill bottle, Mary would not give a definite answer until one day when she was in a better mood.

The smile on the corner of Mycroft's mouth froze immediately. Is it too late to sincerely regret this second?

Unfortunately, some opportunities missed are missed.

In the library room on the fifth floor, there was another rustling sound of paper.

Seriously look for clues to the frequent occurrence of Kojima's death incident, maybe finding the clues will make Mr. Minton happy.

Hush

Mycroft never said bluntly that if Mr. Minton became a little gray wolf in the literal sense, it would actually fit his personality very well, and there would be no sense of disobedience.

The same old castle, different atmosphere.

In the storage room in the basement, some progress has been made in the search for quickly escaped artifacts.

One of Mrs. Barbie's male companions, Ferguson found an old package and found a semi-finished kayak.

It is said that kayaks originated from the Eskimos, using the skins of whales and otters to wrap animal skeletons, and paddles are installed at both ends.

The kayak found in the storage room is divided into two parts: the skeleton and the skin.

A yellowed instruction manual was attached to the package, instructing people on how to assemble it correctly and precautions for rowing boats.

"Great! We can get out of this damn place!"

Mrs. Barbie cried out excitedly, "Ferguson, you are amazing! You really are my big baby."

Regardless of how embarrassing it is to call a man in his 20s a baby in public, the atmosphere in the storage room is suddenly tense because of a problem.

"It doesn't look big, it can only accommodate seven or eight people at most."

One guest asked, "Can there be a second kayak here? If there's only one, who should go first?"

38 people landed on the island, 4 people died, how to sort out the remaining 34 people?

Mrs. Barbie said as a matter of course, "Since it was my people who discovered the kayak, of course I was allowed to board the boat first, and there are still four places available to the highest bidder."

Why are there only four places left?

Since Mrs. Barbie has three male companions, her side takes up half the boat.

"Why!"

Immediately, some guests shouted, "You were not the first to find the kayak, but Mr. Ferguson found it. If you really want to count it, it is Mr. Ferguson who should decide the boarding list. Mr. Ferguson, what do you think?"

Ferguson looks thin, he is 20 years younger than Mrs. Barbie, and looks a little sickly pale.

He immediately waved his hands in panic, "No, no, Mrs. Barbie found what I was looking for. Everything about me belongs to Mrs. Barbie."

At this time, someone in the crowded basement lowered his voice and taunted, "Oh! What kind of man are you like this! Sure enough, you were entrusted with your life."

Although a few kerosene lamps were lit, the huge basement was still too dark to see the corners clearly.

As soon as this remark came out, the air was quiet for a moment, but it was hard to see who was ridiculing.

The people around the speaker must have heard it clearly, but no one came forward to correct him.Or because this sentence echoes the aspirations of most people.

"A villain who hides his head and shows his tail."

Mrs. Barbie was not affected at all, and even pinched Ferguson's face in public. "Honey, you said to spend my money, are you happy?"

"of course."

Ferguson nodded shyly.No one saw the cold light in his eyes when he lowered his eyes.

Words resounded in his mind, "Revenge must be revenge. Remember, the person who used fraud to make your father bankrupt was Mrs. Barbie from France. If it wasn't for bankruptcy, your father would not have committed suicide, and your mother would not have committed suicide. will be beaten to death.”

Mrs. Barbie didn't realize it, she raised her chin and looked around, "Who has any objections? Mr. Shipley, you are the organizer of this event, what do you say?"

After being named, Shipley tried to remain objective, even though he really wanted to leave the island where the god of death hovered immediately.

"Guys, we need to calm down. It is true that kayaking can help some people leave the island, but it is still unknown whether it will be able to return safely to the mainland or the UK."

Detective novelist Wendy remembered yesterday's conversation with Scarlet Riding Hood.

Sure enough, after finding a way to leave the island, sharp contradictions emerged, and who should leave the island first became a difficult problem.

After searching all morning, the storage room was almost turned upside down.

It's a pity that I didn't find any materials for making hot air balloons, and digging out a kayak was like pie in the sky.

There will be no second one.

This limited the number of the first group of leavers to eight.

Another partner spoke on behalf of Colin, "Returning is not a problem. Eight years ago, Scottish McGregor drove the Nob Noy kayak across Sweden, Finland, and Germany and returned to the UK. As long as the technology passes, the leather A boat is sufficient to cross the North Sea from where we are.”①

The Nob Noi in 1865, about four meters long and 0.75 meters wide.

Right now, kayaks are being found of a similar size, and the key is finding paddlers across the North Sea.

Colin has a lot of money, "I will pay [-] pounds, that is, buy four boarding places. After deducting my own boat space fee, there will be [-] people left. I will hire three people who are good at paddling. Who wants to sign up?"

Mrs. Barbie looked at Colin approvingly.This is a good move. Last night, I played a double exercise with Colin, and I didn't choose the wrong partner.

Colin didn't object to anyone, she took four places, and even paid for the helpers.The three places, without these people paying the bills, can make a fortune, which is to make these people fight among themselves.

"I think it's prudent."

Wendy couldn't help but interjected, "Even if you are a good rower, how much do we know about the wind direction, ocean currents, and weather in the North Sea, just in case..."

"I am willing!"

A footman raised his hand, ignoring his master's reprimanding eyes. "I grew up on the coast of Portugal, so I have a lot of experience in rowing."

One has two.

Leo, the assistant of the publishing house, also tried his best, "I can do it too. I also know how to identify the direction of the sea and guide you back to the British mainland."

Colin smiled smugly. He knew that money could turn ghosts around, and someone would always stand up.

"There is one quota left, who will apply? If there are too many applicants, a test will be conducted to select the most suitable crew."

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Shipley wanted to leave as soon as possible, but he still didn't take the risk. "Mrs. Barbie, Mr. Colin, would you like to ask Mr. Minton? Maybe..."

"Shipley, I don't want to interrupt you."

Mrs. Barbie sneered abruptly, remembering very clearly that Minton refused her courtship on the cruise ship.

"Since Mr. Minton didn't come to the storage room, he must have never thought of leaving early, and asked him what to do? Even if the seat is for the highest bidder, I want to be fair, and it is limited to people in the basement."

Shipley was stunned suddenly and wanted to argue that Mr. Minton wanted to solve the problem fundamentally.As long as the real culprit is found, the rest will be safe.

But he pursed his lips and didn't say much in the end.Because there is no way to determine who the murderer is, how many people will die before the murderer is found.

If the eight people were firmly prevented from leaving in a kayak, who would be responsible if these people were killed on the island?

Mrs. Barbie was satisfied to see Shipley shut up, and said a few more soothing words.

"Don't worry, we're just taking the first step. After landing tonight, we'll send a big boat to pick you up. Try to get the rescue boat to the island before midnight today, and everyone prepares their luggage."

Next, the battle for a kayak spot in the basement didn't last long.

At lunch, eight places have been confirmed.Mrs. Barbie with three male companions, Colin, Leo and two male servants.

The eight people decided to leave. They assembled the kayak as quickly as possible, and then prepared dry food to set off in the afternoon.

Among those left behind, some were cursing, while others were frowning.

At 12:30, Mary and Mycroft also went to the restaurant to eat something casually, and of course heard about the plan to leave the kayak in advance.

The plan is clearly risky.

Mary does not support leaving without specific weather forecast data.

No one on the island, including the original residents of the castle such as the owner of Page, is really familiar with the situation in the North Sea. Those with practical experience all went out to buy.

In the basement, none of the so-called proficient oarsmen who volunteered had ever steered in the North Sea.Assuming that there is a big boat that can withstand wind and waves, it is still possible to try, but the risk of using a thin kayak is too high.

Obviously, such rational advice was not taken into account.

Headed by Barbie and Colin, the two have a tough attitude. They would rather gamble on the kayak than become the next silent victim in the castle.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, we will definitely leave on time."

Mrs. Barbie sneered, "Mr. Minton, if you want to be the savior, find out the real culprit who poisoned Leo and the others within the remaining two and a half hours. If you don't have the skills, don't beep, don't be like a fly Buzz buzz, who wouldn't talk nonsense!"

Mycroft immediately refuted, "Madam, if your basic logic has not been corroded by sea water, you should know that it is not Mr. Minton's duty to find the murderer. At the moment, discouraging you from going out to sea is out of respect for life. .

You don't have to accept it, but why should you speak ill?What about your etiquette?Unexpectedly, you don't even let a dog go, because you want to disgust it. "

If a dog ate Mrs. Barbie's etiquette, it would be very disgusting.

On the side, Wendy suddenly wanted to applaud, and his language pool became richer.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, "Big Red Riding Hood" writes dessert stories, but is good at ridiculing people.

Mrs. Barbie reacted a little slower, and immediately raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes. "Old witch, what are you talking about!"

"Old Mrs. Fay, why bother talking to someone who doesn't understand people's language?"

Mary didn't look at Barbie again, and only comforted Mycroft.

"There is an old saying in the East, good words are hard to persuade a damn ghost. If you want to talk across species, you might as well wait until later."

I X!

Wendy really wants to get out the notebook, who the hell?Why is it called interspecies conversation?This kind of ridicule is adding fuel to the fire, and Barbie's face is going green with anger.

"You! You..."

Barbie pointed at the two of them, her fingers trembling with anger.But for a moment, no comparable expletives could be found.

Mary ignored Barbie, but looked at the owner of Peppa Island who didn't have a strong sense of presence.

"Compared to outsiders like us, you know more about the dangers of the North Sea. What's your opinion? You also support eight people leaving by kayaking first? Do you know of successful precedents and can you provide corresponding charts?"

The owner of Page Island rubbed his temples and smiled weakly: "I also hope to have detailed sea charts, but unfortunately this kayak is the material of the previous owner of the castle. You should also find that it has been kept intact all the time. .

I understand everyone's desire to leave quickly.I promised this morning that if you find anything in the storage room that can help you leave the island, I will give it to the discoverer free of charge.therefore,……"

Therefore, the owner of Page Island gave up the right to own the kayak.

He said in a dilemma, "It is indeed risky to leave the island by kayaking, but this is the only way to leave the island in advance. I think it is still based on the voluntary principle."

"Hear it, the owner of Page Island has also spoken."

Of course Colin supported leaving, he didn't want to waste his money. "Now there is no need for some people to pretend to persuade with good intentions. I will also say that the people who boarded the ship this time are all voluntary."

At this moment, I only heard one of the oarsman's servants say, "I grew up by the sea, and I can watch the weather. The clouds are changing, and there will be hurricanes in the near future. If you don't leave this afternoon and wait for the cruise ship to pick you up according to the original plan , maybe because of the hurricane, the cruise ship will be delayed for several days.”

As soon as this remark came out, the restaurant was fried again.

"what!"

"hurricane!"

"God, are we stranded on an island?"

Colin and Barbie were also surprised, they asked in unison, "Are you sure?!"

The male servant nodded, "I'm [-]% sure, so leave as soon as possible."

As a result, some people who failed to grab the boat beating their chests again.

Mary and Mycroft looked at each other. They knew yesterday that the hurricane was approaching, but they didn't say it out loud.

According to the prediction of the old fisherman, theoretically the hurricane will start after the cruise ship sends everyone back to London, so there is no need to worry too much.But the weather is unpredictable, and no one can tell whether the hurricane will make landfall early.

At the moment, it cannot be said that the manservant made a mistake in his estimation, after all, no one can tell the exact time when the hurricane hit.

The plan to leave the kayak ahead of time is a no-brainer.

At this time, Shipley said under pressure, "It's a personal choice to leave, but I hope that those who leave can write a statement. It states that you leave on your own will, and no matter what happens at sea, you will be with those of us." It doesn't matter who stays. Mrs. Barbie, Mr. Colin, do you dare to write?"

"Shipley, if you don't want to be responsible, just say so. Admit it, this Atlantic Press vacation has been screwed up, and you're to blame."

Colin taunted a bit, but still asked someone to find a pen and paper to write a guarantee letter, and then eight people signed it one after another.

Afterwards, the eight people did not wait until the originally scheduled three o'clock in the afternoon.

Packed up in a hurry, only brought the necessary water and food, set off immediately after lunch, and left the island in a kayak.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and the sea was calm.

The kayak sailed out of the waters near the castle smoothly, got farther and farther, and disappeared from sight.

The eight people left in a kayak first, and the atmosphere on the island eased a little.

Most people are willing to look forward to, hoping that the eight people will return to land smoothly all the way, and then send a big ship at midnight today.

From afternoon to late night, most people gathered in the auditorium.

While waiting and praying, it is also to avoid being targeted by the god of death if you are alone.

There is always someone different.

Mary and Mycroft didn't wait. Besides eating, they continued to search for clues in the library.

The two of them had an ominous premonition that people's wish for the arrival of the big ship tonight would come to nothing, and the death incident on the island castle would not end easily until the root cause was found out.

The sun was setting and the moon was rising, and it was getting dark.

Six kerosene lamps were lit in the library to ensure sufficient light for reading.

The two of them read all the books and periodicals on the bookshelves of religion and mysticism at an extremely fast reading speed, but they couldn't find any corresponding clues.

Are you looking in the wrong direction?

Mycroft was suspicious.

It is known that Hubbard read the Bible before his death, and the castle was named the Temple on the Hill.Both are related to religion at first glance, but may have a deeper meaning.

Today, Mr. Minton's pill bottle incident illustrates a truth:

Some things cannot only be associated with the seemingly correct meaning, even if its logic is very smooth.

At that moment, Mycroft silently took out the note, and read the story of Wolfsbane that Mr. Ming made up again.

In the story, the chamaejasma that occurs every full moon must be treated with medicine, otherwise some people will become beastly.Are these just random plots?Has nothing to do with the medicinal properties of the pills in the little brown bottle?

What is once a month?

All of a sudden, Mycroft's fertile associations were in turmoil.

The hand holding the pen suddenly froze, and the pen fell on the table.With a bang, he had a wilder guess than that Mr. Minton was a werewolf.

Mary took a stack of new books and walked back to the long table.

Looking from behind Mycroft, I saw his back as if struck by lightning.This person didn't know why, but he maintained a dumbfounded sitting posture.

Mary was asking what was wrong when hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door.

Only heard Shipley's uncontrollable panic shout: "Mr. Minton, old Mrs. Fay, hurry, go to the coast! The boat is coming, no, no, it's not the boat. It's a kayak rowed by eight people, It's back. Up, up..."

What's on it?

Mycroft forcibly suppressed the weird guesses in his mind.

He tried his best to stand up calmly, turned around slowly, and asked calmly with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Shipley rubbed his face and finally recovered his voice, "There is no one on the kayak, only a boat of blood and fourteen broken arms."