Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"Ah, Holmes. Where's Mrs. Hudson?" Watson hurried upstairs. "I have to ask her if Block 221a is rented out."

"Just went out five minutes ago. No doubt she's gone to tea with an old friend. From the level of dress I just glimpsed upstairs, our dear landlady must be going to the theater for a wonderful Shakespeare's Midsummer." Night's Dream, late show. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a long time, old chap." Holmes looked up from behind a pile of beakers and test tubes. "I am surprised, Watson. You have a niece."

"She's coming to London for the social season? Oh, no. It's because of her parents." The detective scrutinized Watson with his eagle-like bright eyes. "Your cousin is going to Egypt with his wife. Tsk, for folklorists, Egypt is indeed a good place to study history and culture. The little girl who was left behind due to physical reasons must need a guardian. And one, not always It's the guardian who piled up a week's worth of letters. Isn't it, my friend?" He raised his voice and teased the doctor, and inserted the test tube back into the shelf.

"Oh, oh! My dear Sherlock Holmes." Watson was dumbfounded by the series of analyzes by his detective friend. "Yes, you always know everything. Do you think it's too late for me to rush out and find the landlady? I don't know if it's rented out. God, I haven't heard her talk about renting next door for a week. She won't Let it out. Ursula will be here to-morrow."

"Yes, she rented it out." Holmes slowly took off the rubber gloves and threw them into the wastebasket under the table. "Oh, Watson. Stop, stop circling like a bee. No, no, no, don't you go out and look for a house. I don't think my nephew would mind giving up the upstairs bedroom to Watson." Miss, you can give me the check now. Of course, if you can cash it for me, it will be easier."

"Your nephew and how did you know about the check. Oh, hell. I'm holding it." Watson stopped his plan to rush downstairs, and the living expenses sent by his cousin who had been waving unconsciously in the letter, carefully Stuffing it back into the envelope, he turned his head and looked at Holmes in surprise. "What do you mean by having a bedroom? Goodness, Holmes. Could it be?"

Holmes nodded calmly at Hua angrily. "I rented Block A a few days ago for Mycroft's son, who is going to study in London. He is a kid who likes me very much." He smiled slightly when he said this. "He wants to live closer to me."

"I've seen it. The suite on the third floor is very suitable for girls, and Eric lives on the second floor. If anyone goes upstairs, he will definitely pass by his room. This is also safe." Holmes asked gently. "What do you think, Watson?"

"It couldn't be better, you have done me a great favor." Watson was relieved that he could finally lean back in his comfortable plush easy chair. "I didn't even know, but your brother is married and has kids. How old is he. Has he been to London now?"

"Nineteen." Holmes shook his head. "He will arrive tomorrow too. He is on the same train as Miss Watson, the Green Express from Ireland."

Humming, the dark green steam train was puffing out thick white smoke, whizzing away the thin mist over the fields of England.

"Excuse me, please!" Ursula carefully avoided the boy who tried to grab her handbag with his sticky little hands, and walked sideways past the sandwich that a couple had just dropped on the floor of the car because of an argument. The conductor of the lunch car.Finally squeezed out of the bustling second-class car, walked to the dining car.

Coinciding with the social season, tickets to London are particularly difficult to buy.As the literature of the last century said: a rich bachelor always wants a wife.Therefore, in this era, whether it is a girl who is just entering the social circle at the age of jasper, or a lady who has passed Huaxin and is still looking for a lover, they all head to London with their families at the beginning of April. Whether it is the various activities and grand events of the fun and social season, it is still very purposeful to marry yourself off.Even though Ursula thought she was extraordinarily rich and powerful, because her living habits were out of touch with the times, she couldn't get a good seat, so she could only be squeezed into the second-class car.

And after enduring the obsessive conversation from the lady in the pink hat who also didn't snatch the first-class car for most of the day, Ursula, who was a little socially afraid, couldn't stand it anymore.So, after the other party No.20 started three times with "I used to be at the earl's ball", she stood up decisively and interrupted the other party.Expressing that he was hungry, he quickly picked up his handbag and walked towards the dining car without looking back.

In modern times, she had only seen dining cars in British dramas, but now she could be in them.Ursula looked around at the dining car, which also seemed to be full, and sighed inwardly.

The waiter in the dining car left for a while, and then said to Ursula apologetically, "Ma'am, several dining cars are already full. Would you like to wait a while and come to eat again, or share a table with others? There is one." Mr. is sitting alone, and he agrees to share the table."

"Share the table. Please." Ursula recalled all kinds of temptations of her background by the pink hat lady, and said immediately.

"This way please, ma'am."

The windows of the dining car were hung with dark green velvet embroidered curtains tied with golden cords.The field and the blue sky are reflected in the eyes of the young man leaning on the carved seat through the car window, so bright.

"Excuse me, sir. This lady wants to share a table with you." The waiter bowed.

"Please feel free." The pale black-haired young man who was dining alone turned his head to look at the scenery outside the car.He glanced at Ursula with a very restrained look, and then looked away quickly.Ursula noticed that his eyes were a rare silver-gray color, and reflected in the blue sky, the waves of light flowed, reminding her of the moonstones that the shop claimed to be the highest quality she had seen in modern times.

"Thank you very much, sir." Ursula smiled politely, lifted her skirt and took her seat.What a pleasure to look at, she thought.She looks good, but she doesn't seem to want to talk. Is there a better partner than this?

The quietness and beauty of the people at the same table effectively alleviated Ursula's grief and indignation at not being able to eat her own boxed lunch at the seat.She looked at the time, and simply ordered a tea for one person, and ordered a pot of Darjeeling.

While waiting for the food to be served, Ursula simply imitated being at the same table, moved closer to the car window, and admired the bay in the distance.

"Miss Watson."

Ursula did not answer at once when her last name was called.Instead, he first searched for the source of the voice, saw the young man on the opposite side looking at her with hesitation, and then slowly replied. "Hello?"

"May I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. John Watson?" the gray-eyed young man asked politely.

"Are you asking that?" Ursula asked suspiciously, looking down at the embroidered surname on her handbag.

"Ah. Sorry. I should have introduced myself first." The young man smiled apologetically. "My name is Holmes."

Ursula was startled.Can't help but look at the other party carefully, he is at most 20 years old, it is impossible for him to be older.Sherlock Holmes is now forty.And although this young man is thin, he doesn't have the iconic aquiline nose.

"John Watson is my uncle. Mr. Holmes is yours?" inquired Ursula curiously.

"He is also my uncle. It is an honor to meet you, Miss Watson. My name is Eric, Eric Holmes." The young Mr. Holmes stood up and saluted gracefully.

"Ursula Watson." Ursula rose hastily, and returned the bow.

The waiter had just served tea at this time.The two looked at each other and laughed.Sitting down, drinking tea and chatting.

asked Ursula curiously. "Are you traveling?"

"No, I'm going to school in London," said Eric Holmes. "I usually live in the Irish countryside."

"Ah, me too." Ursula looked at this little Mr. Holmes who was obviously well-educated and had fashionable clothes in a little surprise. "What a surprise. I mean, both Mr. Holmes should be in London."

"I'm not very used to the weather in London." Eric Holmes said helplessly. "The main reason is that there is no way to go to college."

Ursula nodded sympathetically.If it weren't for that special physical reason, she would not be able to leave the UK for a few months after she became an adult.And the only close relative of the Watsons in this country was Uncle John.She wouldn't even come to London to work as a vacuum cleaner if she was killed.She bitterly thought that in the evil old days, a grown woman still needed a guardian to watch over her.Even before she was packed and sent to London, it was a pleasant surprise to know that she was actually wearing a Sherlock Holmes book.But compared with the inconvenience of life, she still let her sigh.

Thinking of this, Ursula subconsciously smoothed out the light blue Hobble skirt suit she was wearing.

Fortunately, due to the great distortion of the Huaxia World Line since the late Ming Dynasty, I don’t know who traveled through the predecessors, and even let the core socialist values ​​​​affect England on the other side of the ocean.The Hoble skirt, which absorbs oriental elements and releases women's shackles, was also born ahead of schedule.Save her from two days of train rides in corsets and panniers at this time.

Having said that, young Mr. Holmes is really a good person to chat with, if he wants to.

He is knowledgeable and funny, and although you can feel the arrogance of a genius in the conversation, when you think of him as Sherlock Holmes, anything can become cute.

Perhaps the two surnames Holmes and Watson may have an innate attraction to each other.After only 10 minutes, the two became familiar and intimate.

After knowing that the other party would also live near Block B of No. 221 Baker Street, Ursula offered to let the other party call her by her first name. Mr. Holmes was kind enough to ask her to call himself Eric.

"It's unbelievable!" A sudden exclamation came from the neighbor, interrupting the two people's discussion on the "Four Signatures" case handled by their uncle.

The two of them didn't feel that it affected the conversation about sex, but exchanged an interesting look with interest.

"Is this true? Your Excellency Hayden." A young woman in a beige satin Greek dress with a dark veil loosely draped over her arms asked, approaching the other party with an exaggerated worried expression.

"Yes." The handsome blond man named Hayden nodded affirmatively with an affectionate look. "I almost lost my dear Alisa."

"At that time, we always thought it was because of Alisa's health. Who would have thought that it was a terrible curse." A middle-aged lady interjected, and she lovingly hugged a fair and small girl next to her. "Alyssa has suffered a great crime! Fortunately, she is accompanied by an excellent fiancé like Hayden, so she can persist until we find the wizard and lift the curse of the goblin."

"Curse? Goblin?" Ursula touched her hair subconsciously.There actually was a silver laurel hair crown from the goblin.In addition to being the daughter of a folklorist and archaeologist, she also has another identity——witch.

A witch who was forcibly touched by a cultural relic (laurel crown) at the archaeological site and fell into the world of fairies. Fortunately, she inspired the family blood from her grandmother, then became dizzy and lost her way several times before returning to the human world.

It seemed to Ursula that young Holmes' eyes followed her movements and rested on her paw on the bay leaf.Even though she knew that ordinary people couldn't see fairy jewelry, the keen gaze from the Holmes family still made her retract her hand guiltily.

She smiled dryly at young Holmes.

"This story is very interesting." Eric didn't seem to feel the stiffness of Ursula's smile, but instead smiled back and commented.Then he continued to listen sideways with great interest to the fantasy experience of that group of noble travelers.

This is the story of a beautiful girl who suddenly becomes weak.

Her fiancé and family members who loved her invited all famous doctors, but they didn't cure her.Just when they were desperate, the girl's best friend made a proposal that sounded ridiculous - let her see a witch doctor.After citing several successful examples of friends, the other party persuaded the girl's family.

They thought it would be good to try, so they simply brought the girl to a village with a beautiful bay.

After taking the girl to see a wizard in the village who claims to be a sea witch.

The wizard declared that the girl's weakness was not a disease but a curse.This shocked her relatives and friends, who asked how she was cursed.The sea witch asks them to recall what happened before the girl got sick.Then it was told that the bride-to-be was cursed when the goblin in the sea saw the bride-to-be during the engagement ceremony at the hotel by the sea.If the girl wants to lift the curse, she must live alone in the hut under the cliff until the full moon.During this period, I cannot see anyone and pray every day.When the full moon comes, she needs to stand on the beach to find the siren that has surfaced, and then throw him the clothes of the engagement day.In order to completely break the curse.

"We were really scared, but we tried anyway. As a result, Alisa really recovered from her illness." The middle-aged lady stroked her daughter's hair affectionately. "It's a thrill, almost my dear baby can't be the bride of June."

Too many elements.When Ursula heard about being sick from being seen by the siren, she lost interest.After becoming a witch, the knowledge of the fantasy world opened to her.Of course she knew what it was like to be seen by the so-called sea monster. If the girl hadn't been dragged into the water and eaten on the spot, she wouldn't have been cursed at all.That is not the business scope of Kraken at all.

"The place our train will pass right away is the village where Alisa was saved." The aristocratic youth Hayden said suddenly.

Ursula and Eric sat up straight at once, and the two looked at each other. Sure enough, what they saw in each other's eyes was that the flame called curiosity was burning brightly.