Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

James Bruno stood anxiously at the door. When he saw Eric and his party coming, his eyes showed a little joy, but this bright expression was overwhelmed by the heavy worry for a moment.

"I haven't moved anything since I found out she was missing." He stepped forward and whispered to Eric.

The four went upstairs and came to the black and gray bedroom.Except for Eric and James Bruno who talked from time to time, everyone else kept silent tacitly.

Dr. Watson was listening to things he didn't know, and he didn't have time to express his opinions, but Ronald's reasons were very complicated.

First of all, as a subsidiary of the Bruno family, after running away from the main family, it is fine to meet privately with the son who is regarded as a taboo. The most embarrassing thing is that the root cause of this incident is the daughter of the main family who also ran away.

For a non-staff paladin who is not on duty, whether he needs to report this matter, the young man can't help but feel a headache, especially when James Bruno, who is investigating with Mr. Holmes, looks at him warily from time to time.

"Did you find anything?" James looked back at the person he had heard of when he was at Bruno's house, but had little contact with him, and asked Eric back.

He has always been lively by nature and loves to be lively. When he meets outstanding people of the same age, he will even take the initiative to get close to them, and he doesn't mind whether the other party is involved in that world.

For a long time, James Bruno, who thought he was the smartest young man in London, had his own pride. He judged whether a person was outstanding or not, and had his own unique judgment system.

But under his system, Ronald Thompson, who is good-looking, went to a good school, and is in the same world as him, is very strange, and has never been included in his circle of friends.

"I want you to report this." Eric did not reply to James' question, but suddenly turned to Ronald Thompson.

"Holmes!" cried James, in a tone of surprise.

Dr. Watson reflexively searched for his friend, and then realized that he was calling Eric.

"What the hell are their uncles and nephews doing?" The doctor had a straight face, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: "I don't see any promotional effect of engaging in internal strife in such a complicated case. I only saw the clues. Communication is even more blocked.”

For example, the disappearance of Miss Bruno, although it is not clear whether it is related to this big case, but Eric seems to have no intention of telling Holmes at all.

"Do you want me to borrow the power of Bruno's family to find Sophie?" James asked.

"No, I want Mr. Thompson to make sure Miss Bruno is at home."

"At home." Mr. Bruno murmured, "Yes, yes."

His eyes lit up, and he quickly figured out the details.

"As far as Sophie's strength is concerned, it's impossible to take her away so easily, at least not without a little resistance. At least the umbral can't, she has always been very courageous!"

The charcoal-like dust at the scene is just the traces left by a large number of umbral monsters passing by.

"Have you talked to your neighbors?" Eric asked.

"Neighbor, you mean Mrs. Claes across the street?" James looked at his friend suspiciously: "She's just an ordinary person."

"No, this lady is not ordinary." Eric smiled slightly: "Ordinary people don't have the interest to sit by the window and observe the street all day long."

"When you took me to visit before, I noticed that she was sitting in front of the window on the second floor when I came, and she was still there when I left, and this time again. She must have seen who brought her Leave your sister, by conventional means, peacefully. And there is a high probability that the other party came in a carriage, female."

"...She is indeed famous in this street for being 'well-informed', and I have also educated Sophie to avoid dealing with her." James Bruno sighed: "I'm going to ask now, I understand when you say that, indeed ..."

"If Sophie disappeared suddenly, according to our new residents who are still under observation by neighbors, it is unlikely that I will find out when I come back. There has been a commotion on the street."

James Bruno straightened his clothes and strode out of the room.

"Mr. Thompson."

"Yes!" Ronald Thompson agreed.

"I know your embarrassment." He saw the little Mr. Holmes say to him with a smile: "So if you find that Miss Sophie is not in the Bruno Manor, you don't have to feel the responsibility to investigate your master's house. secret."

"You have already confirmed that she must be at Bruno's house." Ronald said unhurriedly, because of the scene he witnessed at the Black Swan grocery store, so his perception of this little Sherlock Holmes was very complicated.

"Only with these clues."

The young detective let him scrutinize him with a calm expression: "Basically, I'm sure. Although my investigative ability is not as good as that of my parents, I can't be wrong about this."

"With such a tense relationship between the two parties, can Mrs. Bruno really take away Miss Sophie so peacefully?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Eric smiled: "From the unreduced clothes in the closet, from the empty pillows, and of course the most important thing is the traces left by those shadow monsters."

"In order to protect the privacy of the lady, I can't tell you what the first two items represent, but if my fiancée is present, she can also testify for me. After all, this is a little secret related to her."

"Your fiancée." Ronald couldn't help asking: "Could it be..."

"You seem to like to call her Miss Black Cat. To be honest, Mr. Thompson, from the standpoint of my fiancé, I don't really like other young men calling her that." The detective smiled brightly.

"But you probably don't have the qualifications to be the so-called fiancé right now." Ronald didn't back down, but pointed out this reality sharply.

The eyes of the two people met, and the air suddenly became anxious.

"Ahem——" Dr. Watson couldn't stand it anymore, and interrupted the two people: "Sorry, I don't think the two of you have the position to presuppose an attitude for my niece."

The "nieces" were divided into groups as soon as they met. Although my friend had a hobby of watching the excitement, I didn't pay much attention to the right and wrong of Ronald, who was in Captain Roland's mouth. In fact, I didn't figure out the difference between the two waves. relationship between.

It was also because Captain Roland really liked eating melons, and the two of them lived together again, which made his living habits very un-Victorian.

For breakfast every day, he doesn't need to read the newspaper at all, he can get the summarized news and anecdotes from his friends.Captain Roland is also a very interesting person. He thinks his friend is a real paladin. It is very sacrilegious for such a holy and innocent young man to listen to things that go beyond the rules.

But he himself likes to talk about this, and out of consideration for his own image, Captain Roland never reveals his hobby in clubs or knight orders, so he can only talk about it when he gets along with his friends.

This made him develop a very confusing habit, that is, when summarizing the story, only the male parties are mentioned, while the women all use pronouns.

According to his logic, he can't talk about ladies casually in front of a righteous knight.

Therefore, when Captain Roland told his friend the news that Eric was bombarded by Ursula all the way, he simply summed it up in this sentence:

"Ha, that famous half-elf was dumped by his fiancée."

Due to the unequal information between the two, Captain Roland didn't know that the black cat lady his friend was thinking of was the witch lady he saw today.Naturally, it was impossible to tell him about the relationship between the young Mr. Holmes' fiancée and the Holmes family.

Therefore, until now Ronald Thompson still does not know the name of his Miss Black Cat, even though he knew the famous Sherlock Holmes and his partner, Dr. Watson.

However, the identity of Miss Black Cat...

"Yes, my niece." Dr. Watson said in a low voice, "so please don't discuss her ownership casually, at least not in front of me, boys."

Reliable adults, stop this jealousy among young people, and then bring the topic back to the main topic.

"Eric, now you continue to talk." Dr. Watson said: "Why do the traces of the umbral prove that Miss Bruno's disappearance was actually taken away by her family."

"Ah, this." Eric returned his attention to this incident as usual: "It's actually..."

"Do you know how London was formed?" Mr. Holmes suddenly asked Miss Witch after inspecting the dormitory of ordinary alchemy students except for a primitive dream catcher hanging on the door.

"Eric gave me popular science, saying that London is actually the shadow of London." Ursula replied after recalling.

Captain Roland looked at this Mr. Detective who was well-known even among those of them who wandered in and out of the world, although half of the reason why the other party was famous in London was because of it.

"The people of Avalonburg."

Just the opposite was the case in London, where Mycroft Holmes' reputation was even more eminent.Even though his lackluster running around, curious about the world but preferring his own armchair personality, which has not changed since his youth, is really not conducive to fame, he is still popular.

Twenty years ago it was because of his wife from Avalon, ex-captain of the Ivy in the Clouds, and ten years ago it was because of his imp-like son.In fact, this calculation is not too abrupt, after all, in London, the general public's first impression of Sherlock Holmes is his younger brother.

Mycroft Holmes, an energy-saving man surrounded by a pack of feline cats.

Well-known in London—that man.Active in the mysterious fairy urban legend, the mysterious person who made Avalon willing to marry.

Captain Roland listened to the conversation between the two with great interest. Even though Mr. Holmes asked "you", he did not intend to interrupt to answer the question.

On the contrary, he was full of eagerness to explore. He really wanted to know how this big London detective would deal with cases related to London.

He was really curious.

Ursula sensed the little thoughts of this Captain Roland. She had seen too much of the arrogance, or pretentious stupidity, that people with supernatural talents basically have.

However, she saw that Sherlock didn't care about it, and she didn't intend to expose him, but Ursula was still very annoyed as a Sherlock Holmes.

She glanced at Captain Roland calmly, and then responded, "Did you mention this suddenly because it has something to do with the case?"

"There is a great relationship. You should already know that there is an empty throne in London, which corresponds to the queen of London. Anything that exists in London, there is a corresponding in London."

Ursula nodded.

"Then do you know what it is that makes London projected?" Mr. Holmes took the confirmed safe dream catcher from Ursula's hand.

This is really a blind spot of her knowledge.

The normal Fairyland is a parallel different-dimensional space, and it can even be regarded as another world, but Li London is not.It is a projection of London. Naturally, such a space cannot come out of thin air.

"Ursula, your eyes can see specters." Seeing the little girl from Watson's family showing hesitation, Holmes kindly reminded her: "Then have you noticed that there are many specters in London?"

"No!" Ursula understood what Holmes had said.

There really aren't many umbral monsters in Lilondon, at least much less than those in Lilondon.

Moreover, there is a moon in London, which means that the moon in London is covered by London's smog all year round, and the umbral suffers from long-term malnutrition.But even so, umbrals are still rare in London.They are most active in the cracks like the black swan grocery store, and they penetrate very little.

"They can get shelter from ordinary shadows, but they will be merged by larger shadows." Mr. Holmes said calmly: "But this is not the reason why they avoid London. Most of London's umbrals have no IQ. So the real reason is..."

"London is a reflection in a mirror, not a regular shadow, which is shadowless."

"And this kind of world in the mirror, even for an ordinary person like me, can occasionally see a trace, especially the existence of it is described in the fairy tale you like to read."

"At the end, this is how the protagonist of the story sees this wonderful journey through the mirror."

Ursula thought about the book she had reread several times because of Miss Bruno's incident, and felt as though she had guessed it.

The next words really proved her guess.

"A Luli's Dreamland."

"Ursula, London is the reflection of Londoners' lake of dreams."