Mary's Nineteenth Century

At the beginning of September, London's social season for this year has come to an end.

When it comes to the most talked-about event in this year's social season, it's not who is rumored to be in a relationship with someone, but the champion of the Royal Ascot.

This year there is a dark horse out of the tight encirclement.

It looks a bit ugly, but it is an upset.The most depressed and the happiest are human beings, betting on horses or losing a lot of money or winning a lot of money.

From the Netherlands to the port of London by boat, most of the passengers in the coffee shop of the passenger ship were chatting about the victory or defeat of Marseille.

Mary listened for a few words, and the "Poison" took the lead in the Royal Ascot final in late July. It made at least ten people worth tens of thousands of pounds overnight.

Naming the horse "poison...yao" also shows how much the horse was not expected.It is said that it was used temporarily to make up the number, because the original horse was struck to death by lightning before the competition.

The story is strange enough.

The ugly horse was originally a clown in the stable.Its neighbor is a popular player with a very high winning rate, but unfortunately he was taken away by the Grim Reaper in a thunderstorm.

The clown horse set off instead of his neighbor and accidentally became the first.

"However, I heard that things are not that simple. Several contestants questioned whether "Poison" took special drugs, otherwise why would he run so fast."

"Oh! A group of guys who can't afford to lose. The newspaper also published photos of the clown horse and announced its physical data. Although it is not the favorite to win the championship, all indicators are excellent among horses."

The discussions about "poisons" continued, and became more and more lively.

Mary drank the last sip of coffee, did not linger in the noisy restaurant, and went to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze.

In the past two months, she has not been idle at all. First, she went to Amsterdam, the Netherlands, to investigate Dr. Jude's life trajectory.

Unfortunately not much progress.

As expected when leaving the island, it is very likely that we will not see the manipulator behind the island's death incident. He heard the news of Le Jude's death on the day he arrived in Amsterdam on July [-]th.

Jude, 51 years old, specializes in heart disease treatment.

Originally worked in a small clinic in Austria, and later moved to the Netherlands to work as a consultant in a pharmacy in order to treat the main diseases of Pecs Island.

He himself died in the rented house on the night of July 7.

Until the night of the 3rd, the neighbors smelled a strange smell coming from Jude's house. After knocking on the door to no avail, they finally jumped out of the window to check and found the dead body.

Jude is not married, has no immediate family, and has no close distant relatives or friends.

Looking back on the past two years, the person who had the most frequent contact with him was actually the owner of Page and others in the castle on the small island.

Ironically, according to the autopsy results, Jude himself also suffered from heart disease, and his condition was very close to the symptoms shown by the owner of Page Island.He died of a heart attack.

However, no record of Jude's visit to the hospital was found.

In addition, the chemical utensils and pharmacy purchase list records in the basement of Jude's rented house can be speculated that he chose the doctor to heal himself.

How to treat it?

It was clearly written in the experiment record manual, and it was not difficult to draw an inference from it that the medicine Jude prescribed to himself had corresponding clinical trials.

A total of 10 people were involved in the drug experiment, one of whom was the owner of Page Island.

Good guy!

After reading the medication data in the record booklet, the owner of Page almost fainted from anger.

You can't catch a wool and squeeze it to death.

Using his old castle as a slaughterhouse, and using himself as a drug test subject, this is too thorough.

How could he be blind in the first place and believe in Jude's human-skinned animal?

I'm afraid it is inseparable from Jude's good at disguising and being able to easily win people's trust.One after another, it is indeed possible for people to step into a death trap unconsciously.

The island owner of Page immediately managed to make an appointment with a cardiologist at a major hospital.

Although the disease has gradually been brought under control in the past two years, Jude was really frightened. Who knows what that man would add to the medicine.

At this time, the owner of Page Island can only comfort himself. His luck is not bad, and he was not directly taken away by the god of death.Of the 12 people who died on the island, among them was someone who worked for Jude and was tricked to death.

It was previously determined that Ferguson died in the chamber of secrets mechanism, and was calculated by Jude to die.

After leaving the island, two other batches of deaths were investigated.

Leo's grandson died of sleep poisoning, did he take sleeping pills?

The results of the autopsy showed that it was indeed the case, there was a sedative ingredient, and it was very likely that the steward accompanying his family did it.

The reason may be related to the steward's hobby.After investigating his residence, it was found that he had collected many lonely books in private.

There are many rare ancient books in the library of the ancient castle.Or Jude made a secret agreement with the steward of Leo's family in advance, as long as he gave some sleeping pills to the big and small masters, he could get benefits.

The steward of Leo's family did not dare to poison the master, but if he only let the grandparent and grandson sleep peacefully for one night, he would have the guts to be unfaithful.Who would have expected that the eyeballs of the plush toy monkey are also highly poisonous, and anyone who touches it will die.

How dare Jude be sure that Leo's grandson and his manager will touch each other, and how can he predict the time of poisoning?

He was probably the one who handed over the stuffed monkey himself, and he also found mother-of-chicken beads and materials for making dolls in the underground laboratory.

At this point, there is still uncertainty about Hubbard's death.

He died in the bath with a smile on his face when he died. Was he poisoned by the legendary Phoenician "Death Smile Poison"?

Hubbard's body was shipped directly back to Germany.

Earlier, the servant also said that he had heard the master Hubbard and his partner say that they wanted to discuss business with Mr. Minton, and that was the reason for Hubbard's trip to the island.

Mary personally traveled to Germany to find out the inside story, and went to the media company run by Hubbard to find his partner.

Things that are not as good as people's fortunes have happened.The partner was going to pick up Hubbard's body when a convoy of horses and horses was caught in a torrential rain on the way.

The heavy rain caused mountain torrents, and the corpse transport team was unfortunately buried by the torrents.

What followed was a long search and rescue. It took half a month to find all the victims in the flash flood.

Hubbard's coffin was crushed by falling stones and his body was smashed in two.

Due to soaking in the rainwater swamp for a long time, there is no way to conduct an accurate autopsy with the current technology, and his partner also died in the flash flood.

The trail is broken.

Mary had no further gains in Germany, and no one except Hubbard and his partners knew of Hubbard's official arrangements.Why he went to the island to find Mr. Minton has temporarily become an unsolved mystery.

Sometimes, life is so helpless.

A little bit of luck is missing, and that little bit is the difference between life and death, burying secrets that are too late to be spoken.

However, the trip was not in vain.

At least one thing is certain, members of the Scarab Society are good at demagoguery.

From the revolving door murderer looking for a suitable sacrificial object as a priest, to Anthony Coster, who is proficient in hypnotic mind control and controls the memory of a group of people eating cannibals, to Jude who arranged the island killing situation.

All members of the Scarab Society are smart, and all are good at grasping the weaknesses of human nature.

The society has been disbanded long ago, and there is no way to ask about the activities of the society.What people have to be wary of is, will the rest of its members also be master criminals?

**

London is still bustling.

Behind the feasting and feasting, there are countless crimes.

Where there are criminals, there are crime fighters, like the new London detective Sherlock.

Sherlock was not in London at the moment.

Sure enough, my dear brother kept his promise and introduced several interesting cases to him, and he was very happy to travel far to solve the case.

Sherlock boarded the train, and silently reviewed himself for three seconds for once defaming Mycroft in the past.I'm so sorry, how could he have insinuated that Mycroft had lost his conscience?

He obviously has a good brother, Mycroft is understanding, reasonable, and never thinks bad.Not only did he not deliberately play bad things to prevent him from receiving the case, but he also thoughtfully chose a challenging case.

Pall Mall.

Mycroft had been in and out of the Diogenes Club on time for two consecutive months.During this period, Matthew came two or three times, and brought some troubles.

At this time, the benefits of having a younger brother who likes to make trouble come to the fore.

The elder brother carefully screened and determined that those cases could not create a chance to meet Mr. Minton, just throw the case to the younger brother.In exchange for my brother's thanks by the way, it really serves multiple purposes.

Even if he achieves multiple goals, even if he avoids the pain of running around, his life will inevitably become more dull.Usually, the work affairs in Whitehall are extremely cumbersome and complicated, which makes people want to find some fun in life.

When I went to a dessert shop, I dared not open my mouth to eat.Who made the Sherlock Holmes family not have a physique that is easy to lose weight. Once the sugar intake exceeds the amount of exercise, two months is enough to make people fat.

Now that he has persuaded Mr. Minton not to take medicine easily, Mycroft believes that as a supervisor, he must have self-control. He must have a certain degree of self-control when eating candy, otherwise it will be easy for Mr. Minton to seize the opportunity to counterattack him.

Mary returned to London while some people were waiting.

She didn't come home without stopping.I sent a telegram yesterday, thanking Watson for quickly organizing the ship rescue team, and I made an appointment for dinner as a treat.

"Sorry, it was two months late before I formally expressed my thanks to you."

After the meal, Mary asked about the business, "Yesterday, you sent me a telegram saying that you have something to discuss. What's the specific situation?"

Why do you make an appointment for dinner as soon as you return to London?

Of course, it's not just for solemn thanks, but also because Watson mentioned in the telegram that there is something that he hopes can be discussed as soon as possible.

Watson knew that Mr. Minton was exhausted all the way, and he didn't beat around the bush. He could let the other party go back to rest if he finished speaking earlier.

"I would like to ask you to help investigate something. Three days ago, I received a letter from an old classmate, and the content was a bit strange."

From Luke Allen.

There was no text in the letter, but a clipping from a corner of a magazine showing a picture of a plate of charred fish.

“Alan and I were high school classmates and played together before. We’ve only met twice since I came to London for university.”

Watson recalled, "It was in the hospital where I practiced. He came to see the orthopedics department. He happened to meet him in the corridor during the consultation and review."

In other words, the two sides are not familiar with each other.

Watson wondered why he received such an endless letter.

The day after he received the letter, he heard that "a telegraph station outside London had an electrical problem and caught fire. Alan was one of two telegraph operators who were unfortunately killed."

A charred fish clipping, the person who sent the clipping was burned to death.

When these two points are linked together, people have to feel a kind of inexplicable weirdness.

Watson thought about investigating on his own, but the internship life in the hospital was too busy.

Recently, a colleague asked for sick leave, and he couldn't spare any time, so he could only trouble Mr. Minton.

"No trouble, I will walk for you tomorrow."

Mary readily agreed and put away the weird letter. "It's getting late, you should go home early and rest."

Is it late?

September in London, at 07:30 at night, the sky is still dark.

Watson faintly felt that Mr. Minton seemed to be in a hurry. He didn't talk nonsense and only talked about the key points, "I haven't said the investigation fee yet."

"Friendly price, twenty pounds."

Mary reported a number casually, "I will notify you as soon as there is any progress."

This is really a friendly price.

Watson recalled the sewer they went to drill together many years ago, and prevented a big bank robbery. The number paid by the president had to add two zeros,

It was agreed that Mary did not stay any longer.

Carrying the special dessert brought from Holland, she hurriedly set foot on the road back to Pall Mall Street.

Dessert, of course, was a small gift for Mycroft when he returned from a business trip.In order to match this box of desserts, I turned into a flower shop right now.Since it is a Dutch specialty dessert, why not pair it with tulips.

After half an hour.

In the evening wind of early autumn, Mary knocked on the door of Mycroft's house with flowers in her left hand and desserts in her right hand.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered one thing.

In the days when she was not in London, I wondered if my dear Mr. Holmes had gained weight?

If there is, she will give out the special dessert, but only let the other party feast their eyes for 1 minute.

Next, on the grounds of helping the other party control their figure, they ate up this gift intimately under Mycroft's nose—isn't that interesting?

On the second floor, Mycroft heard the movement downstairs, and the servant explained that Mr. Ton had come.

Immediately, he was about to put down the book in his hand, and was about to get up to greet him, but suddenly the tip of his nose was itchy.No, it's getting itchy and I want to sneeze.This feeling, is it because someone is playing his bad idea?