marvelous rosaline

05

Literary images do not age, but people in reality do.

Before time travel, in Rosalind's impression, Detective Poirot was always the bald little old man, and Miss Marple was always the kind, kind old lady who meddled in "nosy".But after traveling through time, Rosalin realized that when she was a child, her grandfather had black hair, and her hairline was worrying in recent years. Rosalin had also seen Miss Marple's elegant, relaxed, eccentric side.

The same goes for Sherlock Holmes.

Both are flesh and blood, and the legends in people's hearts will also grow old with time.

Rosalind remembers reading about the retirement of the Great Detective in the newspapers when she was a child.After careful calculation, Mr. Holmes is now 70 years old.

It's just that time can add dimples to his cheeks, but it doesn't make those eyes dusty.Sherlock Holmes looked around with clear and sharp eyes, and then his eyes locked on Rosalind Poirot whose hands were still stained with blood.

Rosalind immediately smelled tea soap powder, tobacco and honey.

The smell of tea soap powder is Rosalin's impression of all detectives, so I can ignore it for now.As for tobacco...

It is American flower tobacco, originating in Brazil.This burst of tobacco flavor is naturally Sherlock Holmes - the briar chimney pipe was his signature prop.It's just that the British love American tobacco more. Rosalin did not expect Mr. Holmes to be so unique.

But what about the smell of honey?

"The lady's reasoning is quite correct."

When Rosalin was puzzled by Mr. Holmes's smell, he concluded: "The attacker is a fireman who is missing his left thumb, has bruises on his right knee, and has a persistent disease in his left eye."

Rosalin immediately glared at Captain Johnson, almost writing "Look!" on her face.

Captain Johnson: "..."

Uneducated girl!

His nose was going to be crooked in anger, but the dignified Sherlock Holmes agreed with her opinion, and the captain had nothing to say.He could only hold back his annoyance, raised eyebrows at the crew beside him and said, "Don't hurry up and look for it?!"

The daughter of the director of the steamship company was almost killed, which caused Captain Johnson to be in a bad mood. Besides, he had to endure the noisy colleagues from the rude girl, and he lost face.The more the captain looked at these two plainly dressed youths, the more he disliked them.

Fortunately Mr. Holmes was there.

Captain Johnson tried to soften his tone, and said to Holmes: "Thank you, Mr. Holmes."

Unexpectedly, the detective did not appreciate it.

The grim-looking old man just raised his eyebrows: "I don't think this thank you should be given to me, Captain."

Captain Johnson's expression froze. He didn't expect Holmes to be so ungrateful, and directly spoke for the two young people who had almost been wronged.

Logically speaking, thank you should be, but...

Seeing the girl's straight eyes, the captain felt uncomfortable all over.

It is true that these two young men solved a big problem for him, but this tall and beautiful girl kept her eyes open, she faced the tragedy of Miss Douglas and witnessed everyone's panic, but she did not show any signs of distress. Compassion, sympathy, and other emotions that ordinary people should have.

It was as if she didn't pay attention to whether the murder happened or not; it seemed that it made no difference to her whether it was a human or a pig.

He bit the bullet to break the silence: "Okay, thank you, miss—"

Rosalind: "Rosalind, Rosalind Poirot."

Her name turned the heads of both Captain Johnson and Sherlock Holmes.

"Rosalind Poirot," Holmes looked at Rosalind again, "you are the grandson of Hercule Poirot."

Rosalind: "Yeah."

Captain Johnson: "You are the grandson of Detective Poirot... Then, your mother is Edith Poirot?!"

Rosalin looked blankly at Captain Johnson.

if not?I am not my mother's daughter, whose daughter can I be?

This captain really loves to make a fuss.

——Rosalin had no relevant consciousness, and when Captain Johnson heard the word "Poirot", he only felt a chill in his heart.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Detective Poirot is famous, but concepts such as murder and transnational criminal groups are too far away from his own life.But not opera and entertainment!Edith Poirot is a legendary Broadway star. She has been dead for 19 years, but how many people still have her vinyl records on the walls.

Captain Johnson himself was a fan of Edith Poirot.

He never expected that the troublesome and uneducated young girl in his eyes turned out to be the daughter of a famous Broadway actress.

For a moment, the captain only felt that his cheeks were burning hot.

And Rosalin didn't care what Captain Johnson thought.

She glanced at Sebatisian Moran behind her.He had not spoken since Mr. Holmes appeared.

But looking at the old Mr. Holmes's reaction, it didn't seem like he knew him.This is enough to prove that at least this "Molan" is not Colonel Moran in the empty house case.

As for Sherlock Holmes himself—

Sir Conan Doyle does not exist in this world, but Dr. Watson's biography published in the magazine made the name of "Sherlock Holmes" widely known. Later, the biography was compiled into a book and even sold well in the United States.

The detectives in "Sherlock Holmes" were active from the end of the nineteenth century to the beginning of the twentieth century, but now it is 1925.It is said that after retirement, Mr. Holmes has been staying in the country to study bees, and even published related research publications.

What made him put down his research and board the ship to New York?

Rosalind looked at him, and Holmes' eyes also fell on Rosalind.

Even in old age, Sherlock Holmes still has a pair of almost aggressive eyes.His sight that can see everything will always make people retreat, but Rosalin is not afraid.After the old and the young looked at each other for a while, Rosalin was the first to ask, "Where's Dr. Watson, sir? Didn't he board the ship with you?"

"Dr. Watson was shot in the leg during the war in Afghanistan in his early years," Holmes replied.

"I know."

"Then you should understand, miss," the detective said calmly, "even if the old wounds of the past will eventually heal, as you grow older, they will come back when you are old."

Oh……

Grandpa often complains that his knees are always uncomfortable when he gets older.If Dr. Watson was injured when he was young, it would be even more uncomfortable.

The leg injury that brought Dr. Watson to Mr. Holmes is now a big problem for him to follow in his old friend's footsteps.Sometimes fate can really play tricks.

"What a pity," said Rosalind.

Holmes took a deep look at Rosalind.

The aged gentleman looked the girl in front of him up and down, and said in a very solemn tone: "No, Miss Poirot, I never thought Dr. Watson was a burden."

Rosalind: "..."

She raised the corners of her mouth, her brows and eyes were crooked in a smile, and she didn't feel guilty after being punctured at all.

"I'm sorry," Rosalind apologized politely, "I was rude, sir."

"There is no need to apologize for something you are not guilty of, Miss Poirot."

Ok.

Mr. Holmes really did not lie, and all his thoughts and concealments could not escape his discernment.

Rosalin simply stopped pretending, and asked directly: "Pourquoivousêtes allé () à New York (why are you going to New York), is there any major case that requires you to appear?"

Coincidentally, there are both Poirot's grandson and soldiers suspected of being Colonel Moran on board, and even the famous Sherlock Holmes is going to New York.

To say that nothing happened in New York, Rosalind's name was written upside down.

Mr. Holmes simply puts his hat on.

A clean black gentleman's hat covered his already white hair, and the extended brim also hid the detective's sharp eyes.This made Sherlock Holmes look like any ordinary English gentleman.

Rosalin was secretly surprised.

In her memory, Sherlock Holmes is synonymous with sharpness, wisdom, and sharpness.But the 70-year-old Mr. Holmes, like all old people, knows how to "hide".

"And you, Miss Poirot?"

Holmes asked without answering, "And why do you want to go to New York?"

Roseline replied without thinking: "I want to be a singer, and I plan to make my way to Broadway."

Since boarding the ship, Rosalin has repeated this statement to countless people.

She thinks it is reasonable: Which little girl has never dreamed of being a star?There are countless girls who want to go to Broadway to work hard, become famous, and put it into action, and she is not the only one.And she is the daughter of Edith Poirot, so it is only natural to follow in her mother's footsteps.

"absurd."

However, such rhetoric is enough to perfunctory ordinary people, but it cannot convince Holmes.

The old gentleman sneered, and relentlessly dismissed Rosalind's excuse.

"I think you are about twenty years old this year, Miss Poirot," said Holmes. "I have read a lot in the newspapers about you solving crimes with your grandfather and Miss Marple. In the past twenty years, you have never been near The United States took one step, how could it be a whim now, and decided to follow the steps of the dead mother?"

Rosalin tilted her head.

Since it's Sherlock Holmes, it's okay to tell him, right?Anyway, Mr. Detective went to the United States for the purpose of investigating the case, and maybe they could help each other.

She made up her mind, and before she could speak, several crew members who were scolded by Captain Johnson to investigate came back.

The leading crew member whispered a few words in Captain Johnson's ear.

I saw the captain closed his eyes heavily, and then sighed.He took out the handkerchief again and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but the expression on his face was much calmer.

"A fit man has been caught," said Captain Johnson. "A fireman indeed, and he is still covered in blood. Thank... thank you, Miss Poirot."

"You're welcome."

Rosalin responded seriously: "Anyway, the person has already been caught."

Captain Johnson lowered his gaze subtly: "And, the relatives who accompanied Miss Douglas on board want to see you and your friends."

Miss Douglas looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was normal to be accompanied by family members.

but……

"Better to meet the victim's family," she thought for a moment, "I want to meet the attacker first."

After finishing speaking, Rosalin did not forget to add another sentence according to Miss Marple's advice: "Is it possible?"

Captain Johnson hesitated for a moment.

He unconsciously glanced at Holmes, and seeing that Mr. Detective showed no signs of speaking, he nodded reluctantly: "Of course, you are qualified."

Rosalin immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Captain! Although you are timid, you are a nice person."

Captain Johnson: "..."

"and also."

She looked at Holmes who was about to leave.

The living room of the suite was large, and both Captain Johnson and Sebastian stood far away.Rosalind stood by the window with the old Mr. Holmes, and the sea breeze howled covered her lowered voice.

Rosalin slightly restrained her smile.

"I just learned two months ago, sir," she said, "that my mother may not be dead."