marvelous rosaline

20

Rosalin has a very magical ability: as long as people don't hate her, they will always be willing to order actions for her.

Nick is no exception.

It wasn't until he came to the Times Theater with Rosalin that he realized that he didn't seem to need to help Rosalin for free.

But when Nick thought that he was here to assist in the investigation, he couldn't help being excited.

"It turns out that your base is in the Times Theater." Nick sighed curiously: "This is a good place to hide from the city."

"no."

Unexpectedly, Rosalin corrected her seriously: "Detectives Marat & Poirot have their own offices in Brooklyn. But we were targeted by Professor Moriarty, so we had to borrow a theater room."

Fortunately, Miranda was easy to talk to. Hearing Rosalind's proposal, she waved her hand and set aside an entire office to serve as a temporary base for them.

Rosalin walked ahead and pushed open the office door, only to find that Mr. Holmes and Thiago had already been waiting inside.

"Mr. Holmes!" Rosalind's eyes lit up.

It seemed that Sherlock Holmes had only arrived one step ahead.The old gentleman had just taken off his hat when Rosalind entered the room.

Long time no see, Mr. Holmes doesn't look like he risked his life to steal the ledger at all.He is still in the three-piece long windbreaker that hasn't changed much, and holds an inconspicuous cane in his hand.Meeting Rosalind's eyes, Mr. Holmes just nodded slightly.

Then his eyes fell on Nick behind Rosalind.

As for Nick—

"You, Miss Rosalind, who do you say he is?"

Nick stammered, "No, it's not the Holmes I thought it was, is it?"

Rosalind: "..."

She rolled her eyes curtly.

Why do one or two of them all look like this when they see Mr. Holmes?Boys really don't know it!

"It's the Sherlock Holmes you thought it was." She introduced: "Sir, this is Nick Carraway, a new friend who came to help."

"Nick?"

Thiago was a little dazed: "How did you pull him over, Mr. Gatsby?"

Nick: "Mr. Gatsby he, uh..."

Rosalind: "Let me explain."

She succinctly explained what happened not long ago.

Thiago, who was sitting on the chair, immediately stood up: "You—what?!"

"I have nothing."

Rosalin confidently said, "This time, it's not that I'm being unrestrained and swearing."

Thiago: "But..."

But you let Jay Gatsby sit in on his sweetheart insulting him!

The world is big, and only Rosalin Poirot will not vent her anger on the person involved after she did this.

"But what?" asked Rosalind.

"But emotional matters are not as simple as right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white." Thiago said helplessly: "I hope Mr. Gatsby won't be depressed by this."

"He won't."

Sherlock Holmes, who was listening silently, interrupted suddenly.

Rosalind: "Huh?"

The three young people present all cast surprised glances.

Who in the world does not know that Mr. Holmes has no interest in and insensitivity to the word sensibility?None of them expected Mr. Holmes to say anything about it, and besides, he did not know Mr. Gatsby.

But precisely because Sherlock Holmes knew little about Jay Gatsby, he made the most unbiased judgment after only listening to the conversations of a few young people.

"There is no need to worry about Mr. Gatsby's mental state." Sherlock Holmes commented: "A person who will conceive all hopes to the point of perfection cannot tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. He will come out soon."

This sentence is quite reasonable.

Rosalin was slightly unhappy at first, but when she heard Holmes say that, she immediately became happy.

This is Sherlock Holmes!Of course he was right.

"Then let's get down to business!" she suggested cheerfully.

And the serious matter Rosalin said was naturally the deciphered manuscript.

Now that there are two manuscript documents and the master copy of the code, they can't wait until they find the clues of the last manuscript.

Why not try to decipher the first two manuscripts first.

"Nick came just in time." Rosalind said, "If we rely on us alone, we won't be able to keep busy."

Nick: "..."

I feel like I'm being treated as a coolie, what's going on!

Rosalin quickly explained the principle of Morse code to Nick.

In this respect Sherlock Holmes, as a rule, had more experience than any of them.

Mr. Detective in his seventies, his eyesight is not as good as before. Holding a magnifying glass, he studied the manuscript and the mother copy for a long time, and gave a rough deciphering direction.

"It would be much easier to have a mother parent."

Holmes said: "It just needs to waste some time. The Latin in the original text of the manuscript is artificially disturbed and disorderly. First, we need to find the corresponding letters according to the mother script, and then we can get the correct order of letters."

"If there is first, there is second?" Thiago asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, the correct order is still Latin." The detective explained: "You still have to translate Latin into English."

those present...

Only Sherlock Holmes knew Latin!

However, finding the order is a matter of kung fu, and the old gentleman does not need to do it.The three young men divided the work and started working immediately.

This is a whole day.

The three of them have been busy for a long time, and the further they go, the faster the progress.

When they found out all the alphabetical order, the long content of the first two manuscripts was finally presented to everyone in the form it should have been after 20 years.

In order to make it easier for Mr. Holmes to read, Thiago even typed it out with a typewriter.

"I don't know."

Seeing the lengthy content delivered to Mr. Holmes, Rosalin raised her own question: "If this is the design principle of some secret weapon, shouldn't there be design drawings?"

Nick: "Maybe in the third manuscript that hasn't been found yet?"

Holmes took the paper, glanced at it quickly, and then turned to Rosalind like lightning.

"Is there a problem, sir?" Rosalind asked sharply.

"You are right to be suspicious."

Holmes put down the paper: "This is not Da Vinci's manuscript of weapons."

Thiago: "What?!"

Sherlock Holmes pushed the paper towards Rosalind.

"Or, not entirely. The deciphered content is stated at the beginning, and William Moriarty will write the place where the manuscript is hidden at the end." He said.

Rosalind: "I don't understand, what are these long texts?"

Holmes looked at her calmly: "This is a letter from your father, Rosalind."