Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Ursula reached out and snapped Eric's claws open.

"Although I'm a little moved, but since my parents and your parents are both involved in this matter, I think it's better not to cause trouble for them."

"Maybe, they just want you to make trouble?"

"I don't think anyone would think so," said Ursula, folding her arms.

"But if it's only my father's plan that bothers me."

"...you are such a good son."

"Thank you for the compliment." Eric signaled them to go aside to chat. Ursula thought about it, but followed. The two simply walked to the park on the side, found a bench and sat down.

"..." When Ursula sat down, she couldn't help thinking of the scene of the two sitting in the park last time. At that time, they wore necklaces that symbolized the future agreement, but now her neck was empty.

She couldn't help but glanced at Eric, obviously the other party was also touched by this familiar scene.

"I thought time would allow me to achieve my goal, but now it seems..." Eric leaned on the back of the park chair and laughed: "I'm still a little too confident."

"It's not too late, though, is it?" He looked sideways at Ursula.

"Get down to business." Ursula turned her head away, "Since you already know that the lady is my mother, you should know that I still have a lot of things to do for her later."

"So, now we are secretly dating without telling our parents?"

"... get down to business!"

"Ahem, in fact, it didn't deviate from the business. The relationship between the two of us is actually very important in the whole matter."

"I mentioned earlier that my parents and your parents have known each other for a long time. The sudden appearance of them in this incident is very subtle, isn't it? And I think...their positions may not be exactly the same , at least my father’s side must be embarrassing.”

"It's even harmful to you, but it's not because of his personal reasons." Having said that, Eric's expression became dangerous.

"That's because of his 'colleagues' or superiors," said Ursula, after hearing this, with great certainty.

"Like the Clock Tower, the Witches' Association, and the Holy Knights, there is no big difference in the eyes of my dear father, Mycroft, in the eyes of my dear father Mycroft."

"They both symbolize unmanageable troubles."

"I thought the clock tower was different," Ursula objected. "While it may spawn half the madmen, isn't the other half official?"

"That's right, but do you know who the director of the clock tower is? Who is the founder? Witches, those secret societies of alchemists derived from universities and even paladins have traces, only the clock tower~" Eric said meaningfully: "Geniuses and lunatics are born in it every year, but no one knows its origin and when it appeared, and the clock tower as we know it has only been built for a few decades."

"And according to what you told me, the Clock Tower has existed in London for hundreds of years." Ursula pondered for a while: "Wait a minute, you mean that the relevant departments of this country actually don't know The origin of this Bell Tower College, but they are hiring their graduates."

What a big heart.

"It's not their negligence, but except for a few people related to London, no one knew it at the time." Eric said: "In this country where there are still kings, it is Queen Victoria who divides the era. The enthronement, and the clock tower was built at that time, the producer who is in charge of everything is a famous nobleman, but he is an ordinary person, of course, this ordinary person is from our point of view, if from his point of view those Watchmakers are ordinary people."

"Then how does the craftsman look at him?" Ursula knew that this Mr. Detective had many routines, but he would never say meaningless words: "You are implying that some of my watchmakers are magicians."

"It should be said to be a sign, Darling." Eric laughed: "There is another interesting thing. The original clock tower had a crack in the 20th year of the clock No. [-], which is the symbol of the queen's ascension to the throne."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, deliberately showing off.

"Yeah." Ursula looked at him: "What's the matter, let's continue."

"The next step is the main event, and there will be a fee." The young detective laughed.

"..."

Ursula couldn't judge whether the other party's next words were important or not, or she would not listen to them at all.

"By the way, according to my judgment, your parents are encouraging you to join this incident, and my father can't do things according to his own ideas even because of his position, but my mother pretended to be Margaret to divination for you that day, obviously It’s also pushing you forward.”

"...how important this story is." That's one thing to say, but it's really uncomfortable for parents to suddenly become riddlers.

"Ursula, I don't think we should blame them, it should be that they can't say it." Eric saw the entanglement of Miss Witch, and decided to help the parents to say something fair.

"My parents may have a bad taste for asking me to guess riddles, but your parents are definitely not the type who will hide it from you."

"I know." That's why I was even more entangled.

"As for the importance of this story, it's as important as the coin in my hand." He tossed the coin that Ursula had hidden under the sofa cushion to hide it.

"Well, what do you want?" said Ursula grimly, staring at the coins. She had made a mistake. She didn't expect this guy to turn over the sofa.

"It actually fell out by itself." Eric said innocently.

"Forget it, as long as you don't lose it, you can hold it. Tell me what you want." Miss Witch waved her hand, signaling the other party to hurry up.

"Ahem, then I'll say it." Eric turned serious: "I want my right to be a suitor again."

"..." Hearing this sentence, Ursula was silent for a moment: "I thought you would ask for something more extreme, that's it?!"

"Then will you agree to my request for something more extreme?" The young detective leaned slightly closer to the girl.

"Of course not!" Ursula replied without changing her face, she didn't intend to move at all because of the approach of the face with a pair of bewitching silver eyes, and she didn't look away, she looked at him openly.

This might be the benefit of a separation, Ursula thought, and she would have blushed when they first met.

"That's it." Eric sat back upright with regret on his face: "I know that if I make a mistake, the probationary period needs to be restarted, so I don't want to become a regular directly, but re-enter the probationary period."

"Actually, I was also at fault." Ursula sighed.

"..." Eric glanced at the girl with a sad face in surprise.

"My heart is too soft." Miss Witch said with a heartbroken expression on her face: "Since both of us are at fault, then I agree to your condition! But don't worry! My dear, I will definitely not let you out easily this time. During the inspection period."

"...That's not necessary." Eric raised his hand slightly, trying to stop the girl from continuing, and finally put it down, trying to struggle.

"I think you're absolutely right about that."

"No, that's just the illusion that you've been dazzled by love~" Ms. Witch looked at him very sincerely: "Let's work hard together!"

Feeling that his head is in love, not only is there no confusion, but because his lover's vigilance is too strong, he has to try his best to trick the other party and the extremely sober detective covers his face.

"Now we can talk." Ursula said after adjusting the direction of the parasol and looking at little Holmes with sparkling eyes.

"Okay, what did I say just now?" Mr. Detective's tone was a little unlovable, and he was a little confused about what trick he was playing.

It was never love that made him stunned, Eric looked at the girl's golden eyes and thought, but a specific person, if she hadn't come as an alien, he might really be the second Sherlock.

No, it's too idealistic to think so, and if that's the case, he won't be as lucky as Sherlock.

There was only one Ursula Watson, just as there was but one John Watson in the world.If they hadn't met, then he could only go to investigate the case alone, and then looked at Dr. Watson's newly published detective collection, secretly envious.

Whether it is friendship or love that can be reciprocated in a lifetime, it is the most rare thing in the world.

"Speaking of the clock cracking." The girl said cheerfully.

"Yes, the clock is cracked." Eric smiled and continued: "After one year, the clock tower began to recruit students. Then the upper class in London had a concept, the birth of the clock tower college and the big Ben The building of the clock is synchronized."

"That crack...is the one in London" Ursula swallowed. "

"Maybe more than that. Watchmakers have been checking every three days. The tools they use are penny coins."

"Hic!" Ursula gasped, and hiccupped because she was too surprised. She felt that sometimes it is not a good thing to have too much imagination. The fiftypence coin is associated with those used to set the time.

"According to an acquaintance of mine who adjusts the clock once a week, one coin represents an acceleration of 04 seconds, or 400 milliseconds."

"Fifty pence is 20000 milliseconds."

"What if it's the goblin's way of keeping time?" The half-elf smiled with a mysterious expression.

"How can goblins have a way of keeping time? They obviously use the era and year to time the time. At most, they use the rotation of the stars, or the growth of trees..."

"No way!" Ursula counted the time, and then suddenly thought of something she had heard told by the goblin in the forest when she was very young.

"I heard that the trees in the town of fairies only grow one ring every ten years, and one of them was planted by the fairies of Avalon at the largest gate that intersects with the present world. Years, to remind the fairies of the time changes in the human world."

"This fiftypence is your time coin, Ursula," said the half-elf. "It is your future, and it is your past."

"In 2014, is it 14 years old?" The detective looked at the girl thoughtfully: "It seems a bit wrong if this is the case."

"It's 2019 AD," Ursula said, looking at the coin, which should be hers.