Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

When Canopus (Opus), a bright star in the constellation Constellation with the same name as the ancient Egyptian city, appeared in the sky, they were not far from the destination of the journey.

Mr. Holmes has been autistic since the end of the case. Ursula watched him lock himself in the room with a stack of large writing paper. Except for the dining room and the gym, don't expect to see him in other places. figure.

Ursula is also well-learned and very well-founded. On the first day she started to put it into action, she claimed to Eric that this is because writers and witches are creatures that need to be out at night. The mysterious power of professional nature forced her to do so.

Then, she started not to go out during the day, but would go to the deck to watch the stars in the middle of the night.

"Didn't you say that relying on the light of stars hundreds of millions of light-years away to predict the future of human beings in just a few decades is quite unreliable?" Little Holmes looked at the girl wrapped in a blanket, and looked like an ordinary person. It looked very dangerous, and I was sitting on the railing in a precarious posture.

"Hey, did I say that I was reading astrology?" Ursula slowly turned sideways to look at Eric, who obviously disapproved of her state of life.

"That's what you said." He nodded, "Do you need me to recall it for you?"

"Just after dinner, you told that guy, Hook, not to casually hang out on the deck and affect your inspiration." Eric climbed up the railing, sat next to her and said, and even helped her Sulla pulled the blanket that had slipped from her hair and rewrapped her tightly.

"Come on, dear, tell me what it is that requires you to isolate him."

"I thought that being a detective should make good use of your reasoning ability, just like you usually do."

The two looked at each other, and Holmes laughed first.

"Inference means that most of the facts can be obtained, and other people's inner thoughts can also be inferred. Detective is a profession that infers human nature. My professional habits and my attention to you will make me unable to resist analyzing you. Every expression of yours, every thought of yours is analyzed, but even so, I still want to hear what you say."

"To confirm the accuracy of my reasoning?"

"No, no, no, you can't think like this, my dear Ursula, after discovering that I have accurately understood your thoughts, it is more a sense of happiness than the sense of accomplishment of successful reasoning."

"Is there really no sense of accomplishment?" Ursula narrowed her eyes.

"Well, a little bit." The young detective threw up his hands in surrender.

Ursula chuckled, then raised her head and looked at the pilot star in the constellation of Argos with some melancholy, and said, "He also came for another star?"

"That guy said it himself? He has always liked it like this. He wants to hide important information in the eyes of others, but he is different. He likes to disclose secrets, let others worry about it, find it, and finally It's his pleasure to be cut off by him." Eric nodded without surprise.

"To him, all the news is just a bait when he throws it. From this point of view..." He asked with a very sure tone, "He begged for your help."

"That's right, he wants me to see if I can see what's going on with Alien Star, and of course I'm going to act like I'm very interested and intervene." Ursula said, "After all, who doesn't like Alien Star? Interested?"

"That's right." Eric said, "So as a scout sent by Avalon to get first-hand information, I will be harassed by many strange people."

Ursula sighed deeply: "Why is your tone so cheerful?"

"Because they want to know the news, they can't know it in vain." Little Holmes said, shaking his legs in the sea breeze, "We run a detective agency that can be called a goblin, not a charity organization. They made a mock-up of the fee."

He blinked mischievously: "The charging standard for alien clues can't be lower than hers, right? This kind of power that affects the development of the world line is worth a sky-high price for us."

"Do you like Buzz?" Eric asked with a smile.

"I like it very much!" Ursula immediately calculated the house price of Bath, a hot spring resort, and gave him a thumbs up, all the melancholy disappeared.

"So, it's not that they're talking nonsense, you really have a clue." The ethereal voice was accompanied by a flutter of fish tails. Ursula looked down at the sea subconsciously, but realized the moment she lowered her head. , she and Eric were on the top deck, so they couldn't hear the movement of the sea at all.

So, she raised her head, and a black shadow fell on the top floor of the cabin. When Ursula raised her head, the other party was folding its huge wings behind her.

Angel?Ursula froze for a moment, no, it was...

"Sirens?"

She turned around and looked up at the humanoid monster with bird feet, big wings and a human body, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

She knew what was going on with the slapping sound of the fish tail just now, this siren actually brought a supper, he had a lively sea fish in his mouth, chewing, the slapping sound just now was because of the fish with a strong desire to survive The tail kept hitting the opponent's face.

Let's not explore whether the face of a creature like a siren is painless, he has something even weirder.

"Are sirens male?" Ursula asked Eric after carefully confirming the other's exposed chest. "This is related to my blind spot of knowledge. Is it said that they are all big beauties?"

"You're talking about Miss Sea Witch and her species, because the world is used to calling sea monsters sirens. Just looking at the information, everyone on the magic side who has never been out to sea is easy to confuse." Eric explained: " There are two types of sirens collectively known as fish tail and his bird type. Al Mannay's bloodline comes from a siren population that has a fish tail, has only females, and is a close relative to mermaids. His population is male and female There are all."

"That's right." The bird-shaped male siren finally spit out the fish bone, and after finishing the fish that was so embarrassing, he threw the fish bone on the deck very casually, and then flapped his wings and flew up , and landed on the railing not far from Ursula.

His eagle-like feet grabbed the railing like a tree branch.Then he squatted down, grinned his big sharp white teeth, and smiled.

"Long time no see, Eric."

"Long time no see, Sera." Eric nodded, his attitude was not very enthusiastic: "Are you here to pick up Hook?"

"No, it's best if he doesn't come back." The Siren grinned, "I've wanted to be a captain for a long time."

It seems that the Umbrella's captain's career is not so smooth.Ursula thought, looking at the sincerity of the siren, but, Captain Hook?

"Hey, is that Hook the same as this Hook?" Ursula asked in surprise.

This question was quite endless, but both of them understood what she meant.

"Yes, witch," said the siren, "you are right, that unseemly umbral is that murderous Hookhand."

No, she doesn't believe it.Ursula felt that this world was really magical. When she first heard about Captain Hook in the Goblin Sea, she really thought it was the one in Peter Pan.But the truth told her that it was a umbral.

But after careful calculation, "Peter Pan", a novel that was originally a stage play, was first born in 1904, and it is still more than ten years ago.Its author, the Scottish novelist and playwright James Matthew Barrie, made it into a novel in 1911.

"Why are there hooked hands?" Ursula asked. "How can a umbral not have normal hands!"

"It's because he is a umbral. His image to others is a concrete representation of the fear of the pirate captain in the heart." The siren said: "In short, the pirate captain must have an iron hook! Just like a pirate must have a treasure map."

What a strange nonsense!Ursula glanced at the half-elf who was nodding in agreement, and suddenly realized that even in another world, the brain circuits of boys are still placed in another biological category.

But in this way, after the birth of "Peter Pan" in this world, the changes that will happen to the umbral, Captain Hook, of the same name may be very interesting. The most important thing is that the author is a Scottish writer. Where is Scotland? Ireland is also a highland influenced by Celtic culture!

Although the Irish have always ridiculed the Scots for believing in the existence of goblins and magic while fearing to reject them, it still has much more magical factors than England, a barren land where all the ghosts and ghosts are concentrated in London.

"What am I thinking of?" asked young Holmes, noticing Ursula's expression.

"I just made a prophecy about a pirate captain due to the influence of the constellation Australis." Ursula began to talk nonsense seriously: "I was wondering if I could get a good price."

"Is it about me, the future captain?" Siren asked, squatting with his wings folded, like an eagle.

"Excuse me, it's about your current captain," said Ursula. "Is he rich?"

"He has, but he is a miser. A umbral has the habit of hoarding treasures like a dragon." The young siren who was inspired to usurp the throne said: "Unless this prophecy can make him stronger, otherwise he will not Spend a gold coin."

"Will there be any money related to the increase in magic power?"

"Of course, otherwise, why did he go so far to find Eric? One is to resell the news, but to use alien stars to enhance his magic power. Today, the influence and people brought by pirates are no more than hundreds of years ago. Our sense of fear has diminished. We can't join the ranks of those royal pirates to plunder their loot and the fear of mankind, as we did in the golden age of human pirates."

"Are you only robbing human pirates?" Ursula caught the key word.

"Of course, you know, witch. The moment humans let go of their own standards of being human, they automatically become our prey." The siren took out a long fish bone from nowhere to pick its teeth.

"We are different from those sanctimonious human beings who have the cheek to call themselves gentleman pirates, but actually do everything and rob everyone. We have our own principles, and it will never be us who break the boundaries of the other world first."

"Yeah, she's still here." Siren suddenly stood up and said.

"she?"

"That's right, witch, look at this situation, Eric hasn't introduced it to you yet, about our great beauty, our goddess, and our home."

"The Ivy in the clouds."

Ursula keenly felt that there was a huge shadow covering the starlight, she raised her head, and sure enough it was a warship sailing in the sea of ​​clouds.