My years as a menswear boss

A month later, Jiqiu took Isabel back to London by train. During the vacation by the sea, he only needed to eat, eat and sleep every day, and he became tired and lazy.

"Am I still alive?" Isabel said in a trance, the whole bear looked sluggish, in stark contrast to Jiqiu who was radiant behind him.

"Yes, you are still alive." Jiqiu patted Isabel's little head with pity, walked out of the station with it in his arms, and came to the place where the bicycles were parked.

Isabel rolled her eyes, opened her mouth, and began to count Holmes' crimes in detail, "...Since I was born, this is the first time I have seen someone who looks more like a devil than me! God! He is a devil!! "

Until Jiqiu put Isabel in the bicycle basket, it still didn't stop complaining about Sherlock Holmes.

The sun hadn't risen from the horizon, and there were no other pedestrians on the road except the drunk who fell on the ground, so she didn't stop Isabel from speaking.

Jiqiu rode to the gate of 221B Baker Street before stopping. Before she could speak, Isabel closed her mouth consciously.

'Holmes is really a killer of children, I should have visited earlier if I knew it. '

Jiqiu couldn't help sighing in her heart, now Isabel has much more peace of mind than a month ago, and she even decided to visit Holmes again if the bear child relapsed.

Jiqiu took out a key from the groove at the bottom of the milk box, held the doorknob, and gently turned the door open. As soon as the door opened, he heard a familiar clanging sound, "Mrs. Hudson?"

This is not what she expected. According to the original point, the landlady should be sleeping, not in the kitchen.

"Gary!" Mrs. Hudson ran over from the kitchen with flour on her hands and gave Jiqiu a big hug. "Welcome home!"

'Home? Jiqiu's throat was a little dry, and he didn't care about the flour on Mrs. Hudson's body, and returned a hug, "I didn't send a telegram, how did you know I was coming back today?"

"Oh? No...I don't know." Mrs. Hudson waved her hand, "I have a guest coming to visit today, and I'm going to make a fruit pie to entertain her."

"Guest? Well." Jiqiu was stuffed with a piece of cheesecake by Mrs. Hudson. The rich milky taste filled the whole mouth. After chewing twice, he swallowed and asked, "Who is it?"

"You know it." Mrs. Hudson blinked. "But I'm going to keep it a secret for now. You'll find out in a while."

"I know you?" Jiqiu took off his coat and hung it on the hanger in the entrance, then put on a cotton mop, "Do you need my help?"

"You just need to take a shower and change into clean clothes." Mrs. Hudson firmly refused Jiqiu's help. "I still have three hours to prepare."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the room first. I'm looking forward to today's morning tea." Jiqiu touched his chin, grabbed Isabel and went back to the room, filled the bathtub in the bathroom with hot water and dripped a few drops of lavender Essential oils, soak yourself in slowly.

"Who do you think the guest is?" Isabel jumped onto the sink, staring at Jiqiu in the bathtub without looking away.

Jiqiu slowly opened her eyes, dipped her thumb in some tea tree balm and pressed her temples clockwise, and said unhurriedly, "Miss Jane Marple."

"You know what?"

"The knitted blanket on the sofa. I've seen that pattern at Miss Marple's. No one among Mrs. Hudson's friends can knit a bohemian pattern."

Jiqiu slid into the bathtub, leaving only a pair of eyes, and expelled the air in his lungs. There was a gurgling sound on the water surface, followed by a string of bubbles.

"Then why did you pretend to be stupid just now?" Isabel tilted her head and looked at her.

"Wouldn't it be nice to play dumb to make an old man happy?" Ji Qiu asked with a smile.

Isabel jumped off the sink and nimbly jumped onto the edge of the bathtub, "It's really unbelievable, you should be that kind of disgusting soul, but in fact your soul is more delicious than any villain in the world. Sometimes I really suspect that my nose is out of order."

"Who knows." Jiqiu stared at the ceiling in bewilderment, as she did when she first came to 221B. After this world ended, whether her soul would be swallowed or possessed in another body to endure the torture.

The last case was solved, and Mycroft Holmes asked Jiqiu to make a wish that he could fulfill, and Jiqiu chose to spend it on rent.

In other words, her rent for the rest of her life will be contracted by Sherlock Holmes.She even began to look forward to the next case that Mycroft would send, so that she could choose to receive a certain amount of money every month as living expenses, and start a life of salty fish completely.

Jiqiu got up from the bathtub when the water temperature became cooler, dried his body with a bath towel, and took out a new roll of medical bandages from the drawer. This body was about to finish growing, and the first thing he did every day when he got up was to bind his chest with a bandage In this era, she must be careful.

Sitting at the head of the bed and setting the alarm clock, Jiqiu got into the

Under the quilt, only at this time can she be considered completely relaxed.

"Long time no see, Gary." Miss Marple sat on the sofa in the living room and waved to Jiqiu on the stairs.

"Miss Marple?" Jiqiu pretended to be surprised and looked at Mrs. Hudson, "The guest you mentioned is Miss Marple."

"Yes, I'm surprised, aren't you!" Mrs. Hudson put the sliced ​​fruit pie on the table, "When you were on vacation, Miss Marple happened to visit, and we found out that we have a lot in common!"

Looking at Mrs. Hudson's smiling face, Jiqiu's good mood was also contagious, and she sat lazily on the single sofa, like a cat basking in the sun.

She soon discovered that Mrs. Hudson's kindred spirit was not a polite word, and her landlady could really chat with the famous female detective Miss Marple.

Jiqiu silently listened to the texture of various wools and the tricks of making small snacks, and occasionally echoed a word or two when he came across something he knew.

Before leaving, Miss Marple handed Jiqiu a package, "Gary, I think you need this very much."

"Thank you." Although he didn't know what it was, Jiqiu accepted the gift with a smile.

After going back to the room and opening it, Jiqiu felt that her whole body was wilted. Even if it was the first time she saw what was inside, she knew what it was. It was a corset, sewn with soft cotton, tied The strap is a stretchy rubber elastic.

I didn't expect that Miss Marple could see through her disguise, so how failed her disguise was.

Jiqiu tried this dress on, it fits very well and doesn't feel chest tightness like a bandage.

Sometimes when the bandage rubs, it will become strips, and there will always be red marks on the skin, and it hurts and itches when taking a bath at night.

When Miss Marple found out that she was disguised as a man, Jiqiu felt more frustrated than panic. She trusted Miss Marple's character, and that kind old lady probably found out the second time she met.

But it still didn't stop her from investigating the case, but gave her a lot of help, which just showed that Miss Marple would not tell the second person about it.

Just Jiqiu thought that she would receive some weird commissions next, but the reality was exactly the opposite of what she had hoped for. The commissions tended to be in the daily direction. Even a murder case was just a simple love murder without any complicated entanglements.

70 years have passed in a flash. After Mrs. Hudson passed away, Jiqiu moved to the village where Holmes lived and became neighbors with Holmes.

Mrs. Desen left 221B Baker Street to Jiqiu. Jiqiu discussed with Watson and finally decided to sell it. All the money will be donated to several orphanages in London. The money will temporarily allow them to live. spend the winter.

"Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" Isabel asked while sitting beside Jiqiu's pillow.

"A wish?" Jiqiu felt that her vitality was being lost. She raised her hand and looked at her arm, which looked like a piece of dead wood. "I think I am very fulfilled this time."

It was indeed consummated, she only suffered for a day or two in this world when she first came, and the subsequent catastrophes were all passed without any danger.

"You lied." Isabel said dully.

"Well, I do." Jiqiu rolled his eyes slowly, "I want to undo the shackles on women."

She has seen too much injustice in her life, most of which come from what happened to her own sex.

But relying on her helping hand is far from enough, Jiqiu wants women to learn to control their own destiny and break free from the shackles of the times.

"But you are going to die." The bear cover on Isabel is not the original one, and Jiqiu will change it every few years. Now it is wearing an off-white teddy bear cover, and the bear ears are decorated with pink pearls.

"Are you sorry for me, Isabel?"

Jiqiu turned his head and saw the teddy bear next to his ear stretched out his paw and rubbed his eyes.

"No! I'm going to eat you right away." Isabel kicked Jiqiu angrily.

'It doesn't hurt at all. 'This was the last thought in Jiqiu's mind.

Isabel watched the old woman in front of her eyes slowly close her eyes, a pure black soul floated out of her body, as clear as obsidian, and its stomach made a gurgling sound.

But in the end, he still didn't go down, allowing the black soul to be sucked away by the sudden black hole.

The body of Sigrid Gary was eventually buried next to the grave of Sherlock Holmes. The relationship between this pair of teachers and friends was passed down as a model. If later generations of English students liked a certain teacher, they would take Gary and Holmes is an example of this pair of teachers and students.

Jiqiu woke up again in a young body. This time she found herself in a gorgeous big bed. Just as she was about to sit up, she realized that she was exhausted, her head was groggy, and her neck seemed to be filled with lead. heavy.She gave up struggling and closed her eyes to accept the memory of this body.