My years as a menswear boss

"Is this Mrs. Wilson's private box?"

Jiqiu was standing on the second floor of the opera house. In her opinion, the box was too remote, even worse than the ordinary seats below.

"Yes, Mrs. Wilson has booked this box for a long time before she got married. This seat was originally reserved for those noble ladies who couldn't get tickets for the opera on the spur of the moment, but Mrs. Wilson has a soft spot for this seat ” replied the staff member in a tuxedo behind him.

Holmes did not follow Jiqiu to the box, but looked up at the side of the box on the stage, his lips moved as if to say something.

Jiqiu squinted at his mouth shape, and looked along the location Holmes was pointing at, "What's there for?" There was something shrouded under the scarlet velvet curtain.

"There's a stage prop there, a stand made for the scene where Juliet stands at the window and Romeo under the window looks at each other."

As soon as the staff finished speaking, Holmes grabbed a piece of golden hemp rope and pulled it hard, and the half-covered curtain was pulled away, revealing the five-meter-high iron frame.

"We will use some accessories to decorate during the performance, but now that Angelina has an accident, we can't find a more suitable person to play Juliet, so the shelf is left unused."

Jiqiu looked at the stage, and she seemed to understand for a moment in her mind that she didn't react to such a simple thing.

'It really freaked me out. '

"Crack-creak-" On the long dining table there was only the sound of Ji Qiu cutting steak, Rose was a little distracted, and it was rare that she didn't sharply criticize.

"Miss Davis, are you all right?"

Rose's caramel eyes froze for a brief moment, "Gary, you said you were working as an assistant for a famous detective."

"Are you worried about Mrs. Wilson?" Jiqiu put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

Rose raised her eyebrows, "You already know?"

"Looking down from Mrs. Wilson's box, Romeo's affectionate gaze on Juliet... I heard a rumor when I asked you to teach me etiquette.

There is a down-and-out noble lady who falls in love with your character Romeo.At first I just took it as a rumor, but now it doesn't seem to be. "

Jiqiu stared at Rose's delicate and gender-ambiguous face without blinking.

"No, what she loves is not my Romeo, but me who plays Romeo." Rose sighed in despair.

Tone, "Ten years ago, I was just an inconspicuous role in an ordinary opera house. Lily ran into the backstage of the performance by mistake, and we got to know each other because of this accident.

Although I could only play some humble roles at that time, I dreamed of becoming a leading role one day... I went to countless opera houses for this dream, and then I met Irene, who brought me to Warsaw Empire Opera House.

Here I met Lily again, and she always gave me great confidence.Erin introduced me to the boss after the actor playing Romeo fell off the stage.In the end there will be Romeo today. "

"I wonder why Mrs. Wilson and not Ms. Adler."

In my previous life, I read countless BE novels when I was in high school, but Jiqiu was not taken into it, and my mind became calmer.

"Eileen gave me a future, and Lily gave me the motivation to keep going. My highest gratitude is forever to Erin."

"Mr. Wilson has violent tendencies." Jiqiu said suddenly, interrupting Rose's train of thought, "I've been to Wilson's mansion, there are scratched threads on the fabric sofa, there is no cat at home, only Mrs. Wilson Caught while struggling.

There is not a single servant in such a big home.When I saw that chocolate, I was still thinking that Miss Davies could have found an injection hole so that it would not be detected.But you are too impatient. "

Jiqiu paused and continued, "I think Mr. Wilson has used violence again. So you have to get Mrs. Wilson out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

Angelina is the colleague you know best, and you smear poison on the spout of her coffee pot, then inject the antidote into the bonbon, telling her that the chocolate is about to expire.You're betting she'll eat the chocolate. "

Rose applauded softly, "Your analysis is right. You don't know what that man did to Lily. Wilson is not only violent, but also addicted to gambling. Ever since she got married, the wound on her back has become more and more serious. many."

"You have to know, this is just speculation. I have no evidence at all." Jiqiu interrupted Rose's accusation.

"No, I admit my crime." Rose smiled and glanced out the window, "I called the police an hour ago, and the Scotland Yard police car will be here soon."

As Rose had said, Scotland Yard detectives arrived in a short while and took her into the police car.

"Is this your choice?" Jiqiu lowered his head and looked at Rose.

"Yes, I have never regretted it." Rose's eyes were as deep as water.

"This case was solved very smoothly." Watson took the manuscript in Jiqiu's hand, "But are you going to publish it after sorting it out?"

Jiqiu clamped the case she experienced with iron plates, "No, I plan to keep it as a souvenir."

"It's really a pity. I'm afraid no one can compare to Miss Davis' Romeo." Watson folded the newspaper in his hand regretfully.

Newspaper headlines reported that Rose Davis was sentenced to death for the willful murder of William Wilson.

Residents in London ate melons for several days in a row. Jiqiu felt that he was an old melon farmer, and played the role of the enthusiastic passerby in the report several times in a row.

"Watson, today is Christmas. Mary has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you to go back to." Jiqiu looked at Holmes who had been silent by his side.

"Oops, that's all. I must go back! Remember to give Holmes my regards."

Watson saw the clock in the living room, hurriedly took off the gentleman's hat from the coat rack and left 221B.

Jiqiu slowly took out a champagne-colored envelope from a large pile of letters. There was no signature or mailing address on the letter, and a few sentences were written in gorgeous Gothic fonts: MerryChristmas.

"Mr. Holmes, Merry Christmas." Seeing someone coming, she hastily stuffed the letter down.

"Don't hide, Gary. I don't have any interest in your so-called petty tricks."

"So, you know?"

"Are you referring to Davis's criminal methods, or to her suspended animation?" Holmes took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you. I'm afraid you already knew that Miss Davis gave Angelina the antidote in advance, instead of injecting the antidote into the bonbon." Jiqiu sighed.

"Although Wilson's mansion is well-arranged, it is too empty and there are no valuables outside.

In addition, I found out from the pawn shop that Mrs. Wilson traded a lot of gold in the week before William Wilson disappeared.

Davis deliberately showed his feet in Liquor Chocolate, and his goal from beginning to end was to be sentenced to death.

She had made friends with many powerful people at the Warsaw Imperial Opera House, and it was easy for her to bribe the prison guards.Presumably as early as a year ago, she started preparing for her second identity. Holmes sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of black tea.

"You are right." Jiqiu took out the letter paper he had just hidden.

"Maybe you have to start in a new place in the future, are you afraid?"

Rose put on men's clothing, and gently asked Mrs. Wilson who was making the bed, it should be Lily now.

"No." Lily pushed open the window, and the moist sea breeze blew in.She and Rose are about to go to another country to start a new life.