Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Ursula turned over, feeling her whole body trembling from sleep.

After changing her sleeping position several times, the regular tremors did not stop. She wondered if it was because she had been lying down for too long, so she simply closed her eyes, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and touched the bedside table she usually used. cup, intending to take a sip to sober up.

When I touched it, it was empty.

A pair of cold hands held down her claws waving wildly in the air, and gently but firmly tucked her arms back into the quilt.

Then, those hands touched her ears and took out a pair of earplugs.

"Are you awake?" A girlish voice sounded. "are you hungry."

Ursula regained consciousness a little. She half-closed her sleepy eyes and saw a delicate little beauty dangling in front of her eyes.

"Miss Siren?" she asked in a daze.

"No, it's Alisa." The other party replied gently.

"Alyssa?"

She is sober now.

"You can really sleep." Another female voice sounded from the side.

Ursula followed the sound with wide eyes.A girl who looked at least 7% like Miss Alisa, but had a completely different temperament, sat across from her, taking a bite of a piece of chocolate, eating crunchy.

"Where did this box of chocolates come from? It looks familiar." Ursula was silent for a while, and then choked out this sentence.

"That's right, it's yours. It's on the surface of your space bag." Miss Siren showed her a grin. "tasty."

It was only then that Ursula noticed that her clothes had been replaced by a cotton nightgown she had never seen before.

She looked around, the narrow windows, the box-like space, and the regular vibrations.

It turned out that the trembling in her sleep was because she fell asleep on a moving train.

"How did I get here?" Ursula asked the real Miss Alisa, who looked more reliable, holding her head.

"Little Mr. Holmes carried you up." Miss Alisa covered her mouth and smiled. "For you, he almost clashed with Mr. Watson."

"Huh, for me?" Ursula wondered. "I'm dizzy, what else can it do for me."

"For someone to send you, an unconscious guy, to the train. Tsk, he's holding you tight, and he is unwilling to hand you over." Miss Siren sneered. "Your uncle is about to explode."

"Oh." Ursula was not moved at all, and teased the two of them without turning red. "That's all for Alisa, why did you get on the train too. Is it fare evasion?"

"Hmph, I'm Alisa's distant cousin now." Miss Siren proudly said, "Edward has broken off the engagement with Alisa."

Ursula looked at Alisa upon hearing this.

The girl who still looked very petite and thin nodded, and said in a firm tone: "Your Excellency Hayden, I, Mom, and Al have made it clear that we must return everything to our original heart. Alice will Registered as a member of our family who has just returned from abroad. And I will be engaged to Al."

She showed a confident smile: "After this incident, my mother and I have also figured it out. The glory of our family does not need to be proved by heirs marrying people, or relying on outsiders' titles. I should not think about escaping from the human world." To evade my responsibilities. I will do it by my own efforts. After all, the times have changed, haven't they?" Alyssa blinked pointedly.

"Well, yes, this era is changing." Ursula laughed, for this girl who completely abandoned her weak disguise and showed the ambition and courage that the heir of a large chamber of commerce should have.

"It's bound to get better. So good that we can ditch the long skirts and wear trousers and compete with men in business."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Miss Kraken looked at the two smiling and super happy people with a confused face, and swallowed the last piece of chocolate in the box.

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"That's it."

Eric Holmes offered his uncle a waterweed.

"Because of superstition, Mr. Lando believed in the relic notes of Mr. Opal, who was a good friend with Al Manner's father, and drank the sacrificial water made with calamus. As a result, he fell into hallucinations and bruised himself all over."

The thick-skinned little Sherlock Holmes explained to the two gentlemen sitting opposite him solemnly with the "kind" eyes of the former military doctor.

"Oh? So that's the case." Holmes played with the calamus leaves and looked up at his own nephew. "That would explain what we saw above the hole last night. About James Lando suddenly seemed to be chased crazy by something invisible."

(Note: Calamus calamus is poisonous throughout the body and can be used medicinally, but excessive consumption will cause hallucinations.)

"That's right, that's it." Eric echoed confidently. "It's all the fault of greed and superstition. If Mr. Lando didn't want to rob Mr. Mannai's treasure, nothing would happen."

"Then, let's take it like this." Sherlock Holmes gave his nephew a meaningful look, folded the leaf, and put it in a notebook. "Now, let us talk about you and Miss Watson."

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"How about it."

Miss Siren adjusted the mirror to show Ursula the effect of the hairstyle.

She was braiding Ursula's hair when she was up.

"Brilliant!" Ursula gave a thumbs up, without hesitation in praise, and skillfully used the way of scolding the sea monster: "The mermaid's hair braiding skills are comparable to yours. Shame into the trench."

"Hmph, they know how to weave their hair, they just wrap some seaweed garbage around their hair." Miss Siren was triumphant. "By the way, when I arrive in London, I plan to open a women's beauty salon. Let humans see the top aesthetics of our sea monsters."

"Huh?" Ursula was genuinely shocked now. "You drive? Aren't you going back to the sea to be a sea witch?"

"Go back. It's only 100 years later." Miss Siren put away the mirror and said.

"That idiot Al still has a long awakening period, and I have to watch closely. Most importantly, I promise to return Edward. I want to spend my human life with him, and then take his soul back to the sea."

"That's right. That's really touching love." Ursula replied dryly, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "By the way, you haven't told me what happened between you and Your Excellency Hayden If it's so sweet, then why did he choose to get engaged to Alyssa?"

"Because I erased his memory, he only remembered my face, but he couldn't remember anything else. But he subconsciously got engaged to someone who looks very similar to me." Miss Siren covered her face sweetly say.

"And after seeing my disguised Alisa, I quickly recovered my memory. This is the power of love."

"Uh, as long as you're happy." Ursula, who always felt that there was something wrong with this logic, looked at the other party's state and gave up thinking.

"Where is your store going to open? Do you have money?" She decisively changed the subject.

"This..."

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of the sleeping compartment.

"Excuse me, is Ursula awake?" Eric Holmes' voice came from behind the door.

"I'm awake and packed. I'll open the door for you right away," answered Ursula, raising her voice.

She stood up and smoothed the hem of her skirt.

Today she chose a dress of her own design and improvement, abandoning the narrow skirt that was just in fashion for the swaying style of walking.Instead, she referred to her previous life, which she would occasionally wear, wearing a long skirt with a large A-line skirt in the style of the Renaissance.A petticoat she made of organza was tucked inside, puffing up the look.

She waved to the girls, ignored Miss Kraken's smirk, and walked out.

"So solemn." Eric stood in the corridor, looked at Ursula's outfit, and said with a smile.

"Of course." Ursula raised his head, "Although the first impression is gone, the second one can still be redeemed."

"Hahahaha, don't say that. Sherlock has a good impression of you and wants to ask you for help."

"Huh? What about my uncle?" Ursula recalled with pity the incredulous look in Dr. Watson's eyes.

"It shouldn't be as bad as you imagined." Eric paused and said.

Hearing what little Holmes said, Ursula stared into his face.

"What are you looking at?" Eric touched his face uncomfortably.

"See if you were beaten. I heard that you and Uncle John were robbing me while I was lying dead. Who will take me on the train?" Ursula asked gloatingly. "What are you planning to be taught to be a man by my protector?"

"Of course it's for a good impression." Eric led the way while bickering with Ursula.

"You almost got into a fight, and you still make a good impression?" Ursula looked at him suspiciously.

"Tsk, you don't understand. This is the personality of a man. The strong will only appreciate the strong, and the adult male lion will only recognize another young male lion who dares to be tough."

"I don't want to know about this aspect of personality. I just want to know when Mr. Holmes and the others arrived." Disgusted, Ursula rubbed her temples.

"In the beginning?"

"How did it start?"

"As far as you said you were going to play the soundtrack, by the way, they seem to be on top, and the viewing effect is excellent." Said little Holmes, who had no shame at all.

"Ahhhhh! Why are you not embarrassed at all?"

"Probably because you will be more embarrassed than me." The evil half-elf laughed.

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"You let go, Watson." Sherlock Holmes watched Eric exit the carriage to pick up Ursula, and looked at his partner in surprise.

"Of course, I'm not a rigid parent." Dr. Watson was dissatisfied with his friend's ridicule. "The kid Eric is quite sincere. At least as an uncle, I wanted to take away the unconscious Ursula, but he didn't agree. That's all! Just this, he is still serious about his lover."

"But you still can't tell him, I think so." The doctor added. "I still need to reserve some opinions. His inspection period is still very long."

"Is that so?" asked Holmes. "Then you also forgive him for taking Miss Watson on an adventure?"

"Well, now it seems that who will take who is not sure." Dr. Watson couldn't laugh or cry.

The two of them couldn't help but think back to Ursula and Eric in the treasure cave.They looked at each other, but they couldn't help it now, and the old partners laughed together.

"It's the first time I've seen such an operation where music is played in the background." Holmes said, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"And she even gave herself an alias. I think this kind of character who likes to pretend to be someone else is more like your niece. Sherlock Holmes." Dr. Watson sighed.

"Uh, are you going in now?"

Listening to the laugh through the door, Ursula asked little Holmes if she didn't know that she had achieved the achievement of making the gods cry (laughing).

"Why don't you wait?" The half-elf with excellent hearing, who could tell from a few steps away that he was laughing at the two of them, hesitated. Although he was not afraid of death, it was fine if he was laughed at face to face.

"Come in, children," cried Sherlock Holmes, soon noticing the whispers at the door.

There is really no way to hide now.

Ursula gave herself a push and stepped into the box.

"Hello, Uncle John. It's the first time, no, it's the second time we met." She stepped forward and offered a kiss to Dr. Watson from the younger generation.

"Good morning, Ursula," said Dr. Watson gently. "We finally met. It worried me so much."

"I'm sorry, Uncle John." Ursula immediately bowed her head humbly, and then turned to Mr. Detective a little uneasy.

"Good morning, Mr. Holmes."

"Greetings, Ursula." Sherlock Holmes beckoned her very kindly to sit down.

"I think Eric has already introduced me to you." He said kindly, looking like a good elder.

"Yes." She glanced at Eric, who was sitting next to her calmly, and replied.

The fan girl Ursula, who has never seen Holmes' performance to the juniors in the original novels, movies, and TV dramas, was jumping with joy in her heart.

"Then you must know about my career?" Holmes continued to ask with a smile, and his attitude couldn't be better.

"Yes! The only consulting detective in the world," replied Ursula quickly.

"And the best detective!" she added on her own, blushing and bowing her head.

"It's much more convenient now." Seeing the child's adoring expression, Holmes nodded in satisfaction.

"I, the best detective in your heart, need your help with a matter, Ursula."