Mary's Nineteenth Century

"what--"

Shouts of terror resounded through the cold streets.

In Pickering Town, the sky is dark.

The laundress just took a second look at the church and met her empty eye sockets.

There are no eyeballs in the snowman's eye sockets, and red liquid oozes from the corners of the eyes. At first glance, it looks like a snowman whose eyeballs have been gouged out is shedding blood and tears.

This horrifying scene directly woke people up.

Not long after, several priests heard the sound, and other passers-by on the street also surrounded them.When I saw this snowman, I felt chills down my back and panicked for a while.

"God bless, who put this thing at the church door?"

A priest walked in to check. The snowman was about 1.2 meters high, and there were three oversized snowballs stacked on top of each other.

If it was piled up on the spot here, it would take at least half an hour, but there are few people in the early morning, and it is very likely that no one will notice who did it.

"Not blood."

Another clergyman sniffed the red liquid around the snowman's eye sockets. "It smells a bit sweet, like some kind of diluted drink, with a bit of cherry flavor."

As soon as these words came out, the few people around were relieved.

Since the snowman's eye sockets did not bleed, but were doused with a liquid made of red cherry products, it was probably a prank.

Mischief or not can't keep the creepy yeti out.Everyone pushed together, trying to make the snowman return to the snow.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred!The three stacked snowballs were pushed apart and split, and clumps of messy colored hair fell out.

At first glance, it looks like a pile of mottled caterpillar corpses drilled out of a snowball.

vomit--

A feeling of nausea made their stomachs churn, and they took a step back subconsciously.

After finally suppressing the nausea, I took a closer look at the hair balls mixed in the snow particles, and found that they were all men's beards.

"It's disgusting, who put those beards in the snowball?"

The pastor leaned closer to distinguish, "Black, brown-red, gray-white, these beards do not come from the same person. With such a large number, how many beards must be removed to make such a large pile?"

Right now, no one can answer that question.When the cold wind blew, the backs of those who were staring at their beards felt a chill.

The beard buried in the snowman's body is not the beard of one person, but the beards of a bunch of people. This is too weird.

Among a group of people, the oldest church gatekeeper thought of something, his face turned pale suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Yeti! Could it be that the man-eating snow monster from 40 years ago has returned?! It ate people, leaving only With those beards?"

**

The train enters North Yorkshire.

Mary took over the old case of the snowman hiding the corpse, and went directly to the client Ackerman's residence to find out the situation.

Sure enough, things did not go as Mycroft had expected.

Ackerman restarted this old case three or forty years ago, not only because of his dying wish, but also because of the strange yeti that appeared near the Saint Laurent Valley.

"Ackerman received news that a small village on the mountainside found a snowman standing at the entrance of the village on Christmas morning, about 1.2 meters high. It consists of three snowballs."

Mary gave Mycroft an update on the situation, "The snowman is kind of fat, and if there's anything special about it, the snowball in the middle has a hole the size of a thumb, like a belly button. It's been painted with a red liquid .”

Bleeding from the navel, does it seem like a precursor to disembowelment?

With or without that implication, everyone in the village can't keep the strange snowman standing at the entrance of the village, but push it down.

Then, something fell out from the snowball in the middle, a piece of sheepskin with a picture of an inverted pentagram hand-painted with blood as paint.

Mary handed out the sheepskin, "Ten days have passed since Christmas, and the fishy smell of the sheepskin is still there."

Mycroft took a look and knew that it was new sheepskin, and the workmanship was a bit rough.The inverted pentagram on it is mostly drawn with sheep's blood, and there is a smell of sheep's blood that has not yet faded.

"Not only is the sheepskin rough, but the painter is not skilled enough. The five corners of the inverted pentagram are different in size, and the circle around the pentagram is not round enough."

All in all, the snowman maker failed to make a perfect production, and I don't know if it was because of the rush of time or his lack of skills.

"What do you think?"

Mycroft pointed to the sheepskin, "The inverted pentagram is a magic circle that summons Satan. Will it be a recurrence of the old case?"

Mary shook her head, "It's not sure yet. The last time the Yeti Killer appeared was 1839. In the winter of 1840, a snowman had a message "I'll be back" on his head. There were scarabs in the snowball, but not Human remains like those of the previous seven years.Whether the person who left the message at that time is the same person as the murderer who committed the crime for seven consecutive years has not yet been determined. "

Objectively speaking, hiding a human corpse in a snowman is not as dangerous as hiding a bug.As for the words left on the snowman of Tibetan insects, it may also be someone deliberately imitating it to create panic.

If the bug wasn't a scarab, but a praying mantis or a bee or something, would the snowman of 1840 still be considered weird?

However, it was the scarab that was hiding.

The scarab has the meaning of resurrection and rebirth.Coupled with the message that he will come back, it is very similar to the return of the snow monster killer one day.

After a lapse of three or forty years, a snowman hiding something in a snowball appeared again near the Saint Laurent Valley. What was hidden was not a stump, but a hand-painted sheepskin that summoned a demon.

From the perspective of the types of objects in the collection, Mary believes that the snowman maker that appeared this time is closer to the one in 1840. "No matter who made the strange snowman this time, it is almost certain that it is not the snow monster killer in 1833."

Because age and physical strength do not allow.

The mountain roads in deep winter are rugged, and it is even more difficult to walk in the snow.The murderer was in his prime back then, but 34 years later, he is at least 70 to [-] years old, how can he jump up and down?

Mary: "Unless the murderer lives in the small village where the accident happened, the possibility of climbing the snow mountain overnight to build a snowman on the mountainside is too low to be discovered afterwards. The rumors of the return of the snow monster in recent days are almost impossible to happen , can he still rejuvenate?"

Makes sense.

Mycroft agrees with this analysis, and it is not yet possible to conclude that there are several Yeti-related murderers, and it is not certain whether there is a direct connection between them.

Taking a step back, the snowman maker who appeared this time hid a piece of sheepskin in the snowman, which is at best creating panic, not breaking the law at all.

However, his keen focus shifted a bit, and he caught Mary's word - "almost".

Mary said that rejuvenation is almost impossible, so the words are so strict, is it true that she has tried the miracle of starting all over again?

Bring back the corpse.

Mycroft hadn't forgotten the absurd speculation about Mary's identity.

Some brain holes, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes. Could Mary be from the future?

It is reasonable to speculate that the current social environment is difficult to cultivate such a deviant character as Mary, and it is precisely because of the different era that Mr. Minton's initial amnesia excuse.

Of course.

Even if it comes from the future, one thing is certain, Mary is also a rare and wonderful existence.

"Mr. Holmes."

Mary noticed the calm eyes that suddenly fell on her.Past experience had taught her that sometimes the calmer Mycroft looked, the more free his mind was. "What do you want to say when you look at me like this?"

"Mike."

Mycroft corrected, "Dear Mary, don't you want to change your address, I haven't heard you call 'Mike' in private. "

Mary: If you tell me to change it, I will change it. Am I so obedient?And, sure enough, that was not what Mycroft had just thought.

Mary smiled back, but didn't respond positively.

"Okay, dear Mr. Holmes, what is your next itinerary? Are you going to discover the snowman's halfway village together? Or do you want to go ahead and complete the task?"

Mycroft was sure Mary did it on purpose.what can he doJust take it as a kind of fun. "Let's go to the mountainside village first, and arrive in York before nine o'clock tomorrow."

According to the address given by Ackerman, the two found the village where the weird yeti was found.

It has been ten days since the incident, because the temperature on the mountainside has been hovering below zero, and the strange snowman at the entrance of the village has not yet melted.It kept being half-shoveled by the villagers, as if it had been disemboweled, and fell sideways on the snow.

No more valuable clues were found nearby.

According to the current situation, the production of sheepskin was less than a month old, but none of the villagers slaughtered live sheep in December last year.Because the village is not big, the neighbors know each other better, and apparently they have never heard of anyone buying sheep products.

The Yeti appeared on the morning of December 1873, 12.The day before was Christmas Eve, and the villagers could be sure that the entrance to the village was empty before the sun went down, and there was no sign of the snowman.

The snowman was made from the evening of the 24th to the early morning of the 25th.During this period of time, the villagers were celebrating Christmas at home, and no one noticed the strange noise at the entrance of the village.

Mary and Mycroft went door to door and visited the whole village, but no one was lying.

It is basically determined that the unknown person who made the snowman came from outside the village. He is familiar with the terrain of the mountains in Yorkshire, so he can avoid people's eyes and ears.

In addition, it is not uncommon for a person to spend Christmas Eve away from home alone in a big city like London.But it is uncommon in the rural areas of Yorkshire, and it will more or less attract the attention of neighbors.

However, even using this as a clue to search, the scope of the search is not small.

Mycroft plans to collect information about the case after he arrives in York. Perhaps, besides the Saint Laurent Valley, there may also be strange snowmen hiding things in other areas.

On January 1, it was almost dusk.

After going down the mountain, the two originally planned to go directly to York City, but on the way they heard a message from a passing caravan that a strange snowman also appeared in Pickering Town recently.

The snowman hid his beard and stood at the door of the church.

A slight change of plans.

Mary immediately decided to go around the town of Pickering first, aiming at the snowman with the beard.

Mycroft went with him, though it would delay him by several hours, and he would not reach York until the wee hours of the morning.

The reason for this was too simple. It was difficult to temporarily rent a suitable carriage in the wild in winter. He would definitely deliver Mary to the inn in Pickering Town safely first.

At nine o'clock at night, the moonlight shines on the bare branches.

On a cold winter night, a carriage drove into the largest inn in Pickering Town.

Beside the carriage, Mary looked at Mycroft. "Thank you for giving me a ride. Are you sure you want to travel overnight? Or getting up early tomorrow is also an option."

"No."

It wasn't that Mycroft couldn't get up early, but because of the weather. "There might be sleet tomorrow, why not go into York City tonight."

Mary has never said goodbye, "If there is a situation, I will contact you and pay attention to safety on the road."

"You also pay attention to safety, good night."

Mycroft didn't say much, and he should have turned and got into the carriage without hesitation.

But I don't know why my feet and hands suddenly had some thoughts of my own, and I couldn't immediately follow the instructions of my brain. I just wanted to look at Mary for a second.

With a smile on the corner of Mary's mouth, she blinked, "What's the matter? Do you have anything else to say?"

"No."

Without haste, Mycroft raised his hand to Mary's ear, and straightened her hat. "I just found that your hat is a little crooked. It's easy to do. You don't need to thank me."

Who believes?

Anyway, Mary didn't believe that Mycroft just wanted to touch her hat, but she still nodded solemnly, "Well, I won't thank you, dear Mike."

Wait a minute, what did he hear?Can I call again?

Just as Mycroft was about to speak, he felt a gaze staring at the two of them not far away.

who is it?

Looking up, the window of the south room on the second floor of the hotel is half open.The lights at night are not bright enough, and the other party's expression cannot be seen clearly even if they are more than [-] meters away.

However, Mycroft recognized who that person was at a glance, and his body stiffened slightly.Why did it happen here?He didn't do any of the pre-informed work.

By the window on the second floor of the hotel, old Mr. Holmes was also caught off guard.

Today, he just came to Pickering Town to go to the night market to buy some fresh mountain products and spend the night overnight. He wanted to enjoy the big moon in the sky. Why did he see his eldest son straightening a man's hat by the carriage?

Don't lie to him!

He read a lot, and such a thoughtful little gesture could never happen to Mycroft.Not to mention other people, even fathers are not treated like this.

Old Sherlock Holmes: Please believe that he is really a calm and composed middle-aged man.

But at the moment I just want to ask, God ah ah ah!What does this represent? !Is the strange scene tonight caused by the moon? !