Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

After guessing that Mr. Lando was enclosing the land, Ursula thought about it based on what the hotel proprietress said, and felt that the other party seemed to be playing a big game of chess.

If it was in modern times, she would definitely suspect that the other party was engaged in tourism marketing. Combined with the concept of local legends, she would link up with prominent people to tell stories for publicity, and then circle them to create a tourist destination.Mysterious legends, love stories that are almost separated from life and death because of the curse, beautiful scenery, and traditional witch doctors can experience.What a complete set of Internet celebrity attractions elements.

Thinking of this, Ursula couldn't help asking: "What does Mr. Lando do for a living? I mean, since he has specially fenced that piece of land, he must be trying to make money with it. So I'm a little curious. his occupation."

"I'm really not sure about that, but I know he certainly didn't rent that land to make money." Mr. Opal spread his hands.

"Isn't it for making money? Is it for setting up a mermaid protection base?" Ursula joked.

"Really." Mr. Opal replied.

Ursula laughed. "You can really joke"

"No, it's true. Mr. Lando said it himself." Mr. Opal said helplessly. "It's weird, isn't it. He really believes in this. In order to prevent humans from disturbing the mermaid, he even pulled the barbed wire."

"This..." Ursula didn't know how to evaluate this kind of operation for a while, God tm alarmed the mermaid.Not to mention whether the legend is false or not, even if it is true, since human boats evolved to be driven by steam, it is impossible for mermaids to appear in such bays near villages.She dared to bet that the recent legends about seeing a siren and a mermaid in this village must have been older than the villagers' grandparents.

"So," said young Holmes suddenly. "He's seen a mermaid."

This is an affirmative sentence.Ursula, who had just swore in her heart that it was rumored to be the grandpa's generation, almost choked on the tea when she heard Holmes' judgment, and hurriedly used a handkerchief to cover it up.

"Yes. That's what he claimed." Mr. Opal looked at young Holmes in amazement. "You know this, Mr. Holmes. Did the landlady tell you?"

"No, I guessed it." Eric Holmes said slowly, leaning back in his chair. "It's easy to infer. Since he has proposed to protect it, it must be because he has seen the truth, at least he will claim that. However, I am curious, what role does the witch doctor in the village who can lift the curse of the sea monster play in it. "

"Witch doctor?" Mr. Opal was stunned for a moment. "Oh, you mean Mr. Alec. I think there may be some misunderstanding." He was about to continue talking when a sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the conversation.

"It's been a long wait! Mr. Opal. Come, the Whale Inn's special stew." The proprietress hurriedly carried a tray and served the dishes.

Ursula looked up.Baked potatoes, stew, beans, and a pie of unknown origin.Well, it was dinner she didn't want to eat.

She looked at Eric Holmes, who nodded.

Ursula smiled and said to Mr. Opal: "In this case. We will not disturb your meal, but I want to go to the village while it is still early. Will you dine here tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, I come here for breakfast at nine o'clock every morning." Mr. Opal replied quickly.

"Then please give us a chance to have breakfast together." Ursula said sincerely. "I'd love to hear some of your stories about your expeditions here."

"My honor." Mr. Opal agreed happily.

After politely refusing the other party to send them out, Ursula took Eric Holmes's arm again, gritted her teeth and whispered in the other party's ear: "Please explain to me later, about when you became about my fiancé."

The evening in the British countryside is undoubtedly beautiful, a few blue tits are jumping on the small bushes.As soon as anyone approached to take a closer look at their bright yellowish belly against the dark blue feathers, they suddenly flew away again.

Now Ursula and young Mr. Holmes stood on a slope of taller grass, looking down on the village of Manannan in the rosy sunlight.

"Come on. Your explanation, Mr. Holmes," said Ursula to him again.She didn't look at each other, just stared at the roof of the whale hotel in the distance.

"You need a fiancé to get rid of some troubles." Little Holmes said confidently. "And I'd love to do my future roommate that favor."

"Oh, according to what you say, I have to thank you?" Ursula laughed angrily, and then she suddenly noticed that the other party used a very special address. "Wait a minute, what do you mean by future roommate?"

"Please reason, Watson," said Eric Holmes.

"Tsk, don't play uncle at this moment, Holmes." Ursula still turned her head and gave him a childish look.

"Well, because before I left, I asked Sherlock to rent the whole house in Block 221a. On the third floor, I heard that there is a room that is very suitable for girls. I think, if Dr. Watson is out of safety considerations, he should, It shouldn't be said that you will definitely be arranged there." Eric shrugged.

"Sounds good." Ursula jumped up when she heard Block 221a. "My God! Am I going to be Holmes' neighbor?"

"No, you are going to be Holmes' roommate." Eric Holmes corrected her, and now he has no choice. "It can be seen that you really like Sherlock."

"Ahem." Ursula realized that she accidentally blurted out. "Don't change the subject, you haven't said what happened to the fiancé."

"You have an aversion to marriage." Young Holmes looked directly at Ursula with his pale gray eyes. "And I'm a bachelor."

"Sand grains in precision instruments, cracks in high-power mirrors? (The description Watson used in the original book when he commented on Holmes' views on love)" Ursula murmured.

"It's a close description." Eric looked at Ursula in surprise. "But feelings affect me more than that. Suppose I fall in love with someone."

Young Holmes paused, and continued.

"If I'm in love with someone, the impulse of emotion is bound to affect my view of something. It will veil the otherwise clear truth."

"It's Sherlock Holmes's idea." Ursula raised her eyebrows and said, but she stared at Eric Holmes for a while and thought about it, then changed her mind: "No, it should be Sherlock Holmes's idea. Obviously your father is not like that Thinking about it, since he has you."

"Well, my parents' situation may be a bit special." Little Holmes showed a very strange expression when he heard Ursula say this, but he didn't intend to let this topic continue, so he ignored Ursula's expression Well~ Let’s talk about the special expectation of eating melons, and then continue the topic at the beginning.

"Since you want to be single, so do I. And at our current age, we have to face the devastation of at least ten social seasons." Eric Holmes raised his eyebrows. "Then why don't we cooperate."

"Perhaps because of her reputation as a lady?" Ursula protested unwillingly.

"Tsk, I don't see that you care about this, Miss Witch." Little Holmes snorted.

"Sure enough, I didn't hide it from you." Ursula was not too surprised, after all, she had already prepared to strip her vest.She simply squatted down. She originally wanted to sit down, but after touching the humidity of the turf at this time, she felt that it might be through her skirt, so she gave up. "But, Mr. Detective, I still long for love, although I really don't want to marry." In this era, she added in her heart.

"That's just your illusion. People always can't see their true thoughts clearly." Little Holmes was very satisfied with the title Mr. Detective, but it didn't stop him from exploring Ursula's heart. "Instead of flirting with men. Obviously, you prefer to compete with them. Very edgy mentality, as a girl growing up in the Irish countryside, is it because of cultural influence from your mother's country? ' He narrowed his eyes and looked at her alertly. "I don't think so?"

No, why women hold up half the sky in the 21st century, Ursula thought.But seeing that the desire to explore in little Holmes' eyes was getting stronger and stronger, she felt that she had to interrupt him, after all, she only had the vest of a time traveler left, and she would really lose it if she picked it up again.

But there was one point, Ursula felt that little Holmes was quite right, she needed a shield to cope with her early adulthood.It's not that she is narcissistic. Her attractive face and a very generous dowry for an only child, she, who has just grown up, must be pure and ignorant in the eyes of outsiders. It is the ambition of the social circle to get rid of the embarrassing financial situation The family's favorite hunting object.Before she makes it through two or three social seasons, she'll no doubt have to deal with some outlandish suitors.And she hates this kind of trouble.

"Okay, I'll give you this chance. My fiancé, please give your poor fiancee some privacy." She stretched out her hand and motioned for him to pull her up. "Then it's a happy cooperation. Please be a good flower protector, since you have given yourself this identity in front of my father's students. But let me state first, I still want to experience the feeling of falling in love. I mean experience , do you understand?" She was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so she emphasized.

"Understood, ma'am. I will also do my duty as a fiancé." Little Holmes bowed. "After all, it would be very troublesome to show one's feet."

"Huh? Tell me? It feels like you're hiding something from me." Ursula doubted.

"No." Eric opened his eyes wide and looked at her innocently. "How come. I just want to solve our troubles very sincerely."

Ursula looked at his elf-like face uncertainly, and thought about the popularity of the protagonists and supporting actors in novels such as Pride and Prejudice that she had read before crossing, and tried her best to recall Mycroft Holmes seemed to be an important government official. As his son, he had more troubles in the social circle, so he reluctantly believed his statement.

"What are we going to do next?" She turned to look at her new fiancée (fake).

"The night is approaching now, and the time of the Enchantress is upon us," said Eric Holmes in a dramatic tone. "Now that we've got a Miss Witch. Now it's time to..."

"Ok?"

"I'm going to meet that Mr. Wizard."