Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

The sea breeze on the cliff was more violent than the beach below. James Lando, who was quite old, struggled to hold onto a protruding rock and moved with his strength.It took a while to move to the hole on this not-so-wide platform, and waved to the two subordinates who were already waiting there.

The two nodded, and roughly pulled up a girl in white who was leaning aside and bound tightly around her upper body.

Her eyes drooped slightly, her long and dense eyelashes blocked the emotions in her eyes, and her seaweed-like curly hair was partly loose.On the hem of the white satin skirt, a large silver embroidered shell pattern was dulled by the mud dragged all the way, obviously suffering a lot.

The two men led the girl into the cave and lit the torch. After that, Mr. Lando walked in slowly.

After groping on the cave rock for a while, he took out three gold coins from his pocket and carefully stuffed them into a small crack on the cave wall.

Waited for a while, but nothing happened.

He frowned and threw another gold coin in.

Still no response.

The scene became a bit awkward now, the two subordinates didn't dare to say anything, but the girl in the white dress who was kidnapped had so many scruples, she burst out laughing.

"For your own good, please shut up, Miss Alisa." Mr. Lando said gloomily. He was not at all the gentleman he was when Ursula and the others first met. "I don't want to be rough on a lady."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and cursed, took out his wallet again, and began to throw in the fifth, sixth, and seventh... After throwing in a full ten krona gold coins, the slit that had been motionless began. Shiny slightly.

It opened and closed a few times, like a breathing clam, and then burst open.The small gap became bigger and bigger, and it didn't stop until it became big enough for a person to come in and out.

Mr. Lando put away his purse.This time, he chose to be the first to go in.

When everyone in the cave walked into the crack, the light disappeared, and everything returned to its original state. There was still only a small gap in the rock that would not be noticed at all.

After waiting for a while and confirming that Lando and his party would not return suddenly, Ursula and the others climbed up.

With the addition of two and a half bloods of non-human blood and the effect of Ursula's potion, the three of them completely ignored the obstruction of the airflow and climbed onto the rock platform with ease.

Once inside the cave, Eric Holmes began to meditate on the rock wall.

The half-sea monster urged eagerly: "Let's put in coins quickly. Didn't you all see how they got in?"

"Why do you have to put money in?" Ursula questioned. "Isn't this the treasure cave your father made? You don't have any keys or anything like that."

"There is a key, but it is in the inner space. The one outside uses goblin magic, even if I come, I have to put coins." Elmanai was also very helpless. "But because there is no real guard here, I can open the gold coin box before I come out and get the gold coins back."

"How many coins do you put in each time?" Eric asked.

"Two," Al Manner replied.

But those four people invested a total of 10 coins just now, and Ursula and Eric looked at each other, confirming that they found something interesting.

"So let's put in a few." Ursula touched the coin slot with interest, and there was indeed a goblin smell on it. "Six or seven, I guess."

Hearing this answer, Eric asked. "On what basis did you calculate."

"They voted for 10 coins, and Al Mannay voted for two, which means that the number of coins that each person needs to cast is different." Ursula analyzed her opinion to Eric. "Because they have a siren and three humans. I assumed that the siren might need 3 and the other humans would need 2 each. Or the siren would need one and the other humans would need [-] each."

"Then there are three of us, Mr. Mannay has already said that he has two, or you two and a half blood need two, and I need three. Or we all count as two."

"The reasoning is great." Eric applauded. "But maybe only four are needed."

"Why?" asked Ursula.

"Just now I noticed that Mr. Lando voted three coins first, and waited for another one when he saw no response. That is to say, he originally followed his habit, but later realized that there was a hostage and then made up one. And when the gold coins were added later, It obviously surprised him too. So I deduced that in normal times, one person can come in with one coin."

"But where is the irregularity now?" Ursula asked curiously, "Are there more sea monsters? The power of the sea monsters has changed the judgment of the number of gold coins by goblin magic?"

"Yes. So, in addition to what you think, I also came to the conclusion that there may be 4 more options." Eric replied.

"I recalled the goblin magic I had been exposed to before, and thought that maybe all the creatures who came here for the first time only need to cast one. Mr. Mannay, may I ask if your father let you go when he brought you here for the first time?" One coin."

"Probably so." Al Mannay replied dryly. He really didn't understand why these two people still had the leisure to play math games here, and just cast them one by one to open the door.

"Then let's try? Put four first," Ursula suggested.

"No, it's interesting to open the door with a sense of accomplishment. After all, it's the beginning of an adventure, and it must have a good start." Eric said, he took a step back and looked at the stone wall carefully again.

"Ha, sure enough." He said happily after looking carefully for a while, "Look, Ursula. Here is the instruction manual for opening the door. I knew that since it was a goblin asking for gold coins, it would definitely be written. .Otherwise, people can’t find a coin slot, how can they make money,”

"Where?" Ursula leaned over, but couldn't see any writing at all.

"Oh, I forgot. Wait a moment." Seeing Ursula's eyes squinting, little Holmes suddenly realized something.

I saw him take out a very small glass bottle pendant tied with a black string from the collar of his shirt.

He pulled the stopper, took the small bottle and poured it into the palm of his hand.After two taps, a pile of golden fairy dust poured out.

"Wow." Not only Ursula was amazed, but even Al Mannay was impressed. "I haven't seen Xianchen for a long time, I really miss it."

Eric raised his hand and smeared the fairy dust on the stone wall at the upper left of the slit. Following his movements, a string of words emerged with a shimmer.

"Universal characters for elves." Little Holmes explained, "Creatures of non-elf blood can be displayed through the fairy dust of flower elves."

Ursula went over and read it softly.

"jingle jingle,

Who taps the gold coins under the stone,

To lift the curtain,

to offer a tribute,

If only the guy who got the sky fire, one is enough

Two of the same kind that make Xinyue cry bitterly,

But I will give all new friends a discount,

If it is the little bean curds who come to visit,

I only need one anyway

But if you go hand in hand,

Creation of Prometheus!

I will warn you with three times as much gold,

be careful, be careful,

Please observe carefully,

Are the companions around you,

Always the same. "

"What a father," Ursula exclaimed. "This is a treasure hunt game made for you."

"I forgot." Elmanai touched the words reminiscently, "Since I got tired of playing here when I was 12 years old, I haven't put new fairy dust on it. The fairy dust came back for me to play, and it was even more impossible for them to appear."

"Although it's a touching family story, it's turned into a treasure hunt for children, and it's not exciting at all." Ursula curled her lips.

"I think it's a horror story, which is more exciting." Eric expressed his opinion. "You have to read this poem with the mentality of an ordinary person. As a creature of Prometheus, you have to pay three gold coins, while your companion has paid one or two gold coins. Isn't it terrible?"

"Tsk, that's really scary. What's under the skin of your close companion? Is it because the companion was not a human being at the beginning, or was changed halfway through." Ursula imagined for a while, and held her arms tightly. "Ah, I can't think about it. Well, there is no need to give me such a big stimulus. Treasure hunting games for children are also very good."

Eric shook his head with a smile, and then followed the prompts to throw in 7 coins.

The door opened, as expected, like a huge magic eye opened.

The three of them, like Lando's group in front, disappeared into the gap.

"How far is it, Mr. Driver."

asked John Watson, wrapping his scarf and coat tightly.

"It's about 4 hours away." The driver said without turning his head. "In this terrible weather, if you get a good car and drive faster, it will take a total of four hours. It's not like now! We have to be on the road Takes 8 full hours!"

"Take it easy, gentlemen." Sherlock Holmes calmly comforted her. "After all, safety comes first. Besides, if we go early, we won't be able to catch up with the good show."

"Good show?" The driver who was tempted by Jin Kelang and drove in the rain muttered, "Gentlemen, are you going to see a play? In Mannannan Village? I haven't heard of any theater there?"

"There is no theater, but there is an excellent set for the performances of various actors." Holmes laughed.

Dr. Watson glanced at the driver who was even more puzzled, and changed the topic: "In this weather, I just hope Ursula and the others don't run around."

"Then you will be disappointed, Watson."

Holmes straightened his brown deer hat, which had been distorted by another jolt. "I don't know much about Miss Ursula, but my nephew is definitely not a person who can sit in the room and drink tea when there are interesting events happening under his nose."

"That's the weather?" Dr. Watson smacked his lips. "Then he's restless, but he'd better go by himself and not drag Ursula into the rain."

Ever since he was told by Sherlock on the train, this little Mr. Holmes had abducted his only cousin before he had even met her, and it was still a private decision for life.He no longer has a favorable filter for the fact that he is the nephew of Sherlock Holmes. Instead, he looks at everything with a critical eye.

"Yes, even in this terrible weather." There was a strange meaning in Holmes' tone. Before Dr. Watson could figure out what it meant, the other party introduced his own nephew to him. .

"Eric is an interesting kid, smart, full of curiosity, and very agile." Holmes leaned on the bouncing back, turned his head and smiled at Watson. "The most important thing is that he is different from me. He has a lot of literary knowledge, and he will never be scored zero by you."

"Oh, Holmes. Even if you say so." Dr. Watson smiled wryly. "I can't tell for a while, are you still remembering the grudge I wrote for you, or are you really praising your nephew?"

"A compliment, of course," said Holmes. "You are a doctor who knows my personality. I have always been straightforward in my evaluation of people. Even if it is my blood relative, I can guarantee that I can introduce you fairly."

"Leaving aside his mother's background, I can only say that she is a beautiful and intelligent lady with a unique bloodline, and you have seen his father before." Holmes continued, "He has completely inherited the traits and personalities of the two families. According to the way you rate me, I have to say that he has high marks in everything. Moreover, he is much more lively than Mycroft and I, and he is happy to participate in some social activities in his spare time."

"I just think you're describing a smart playboy." Watson gritted his teeth, not giving his friend any face. "I really don't understand how Ursula and him are progressing so quickly. You know, my cousin specifically warned in his letter that Ursula is a good boy who doesn't like lively places and is not used to dealing with boys. Girl, save me from arranging some social events for her."

"Such a quiet and well-behaved girl, well, even with the status bonus you mentioned earlier." Dr. Watson glanced at the driver in front of him, and didn't say the word "witch" out of his mouth, "I shouldn't have known you for a day. Please don't be angry, Holmes. I feel that your nephew must have been the active party in this matter, and that Ursula may have been bewitched by him in some way."

"It's okay, I also think he is making a joke. But I can assure you that he is definitely not a swinger. You can rest assured of Eric's character." Holmes said, then raised his eyebrows and asked the doctor. "Why do you have this expression? Why did you lose confidence in my credibility once our two juniors got engaged? Old man."

"No, Holmes. It just occurred to me that you were engaged, remember? The Milverton case." Dr. Watson replied blankly. "If you want to say that Mr. Holmes has completely inherited the character of your family, then I am really worried." (Here refers to the engagement of Holmes pretending to be a plumber and a maid in order to sniff out news.)

"Watson. This leaves me speechless." Holmes said with his forehead. "I admit that I was wrong about that incident, but Eric doesn't need this job."

"Maybe like you, I fell in love with Ursula's identity!" Dr. Watson suddenly became extremely sensitive when he met his niece. "When we meet, I will observe and interrogate the two of them carefully. There must be something wrong with this matter!"

After the doctor finished speaking, the car fell into silence again.

After driving quietly for an unknown period of time, a piece of orange light that had become hazy in the distance in the rain and fog suddenly appeared.The driver's hoarse voice broke the slightly dignified atmosphere in the rear of the car.

"Here we are, gentlemen. The village of Manannan is ahead."