Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"You are more beautiful today, Ursula." Mr. Holmes glanced sharply at Ursula's complicated braided hair, the exquisitely shaped golden pearl hair ornament and the Persian-style pink pearl bracelet on her wrist, sincerely praised.

Ursula should not be too satisfied with the male god. Sure enough, the blessings of gentlemen in the [-]th century are different, and the etiquette for women is very good.She dispelled the curly-haired blessing that was jumping in her mind, and smiled obediently at Mr. Holmes.

"A new product of your small business? Well, it's a very wise choice, completely oriental style, very suitable for the promotion of this evening's show." Mr. Sherlock Holmes explained the little idea of ​​Ursula and the others.

"You mean the heroic Don Juan described by Byron who ventured to the Turkish palace?" Ursula couldn't help laughing, the curly blessing in her mind popped out again, and a pair of Cat ears ran wildly in his thoughts.

"Sure enough, even if the origin is the same character, the images in different artists' pens are quite different." She glanced at the handsome Mr. Holmes in the [-]th century, and said with a suppressed smile.

Both Holmes, young and old, were keenly aware of the implications of her words.Although he didn't know the reason, Eric asked a question out of intuition. He felt that it was probably related to Ursula, and he couldn't reason out those little secrets at all.

"for example?"

"Like...?" Ursula stuttered, why did she mention literature.As a person who loves English literature, she finds it dangerous to really talk about it in this era, because for her common sense, it is the future.Many famous writers have just been born or have not completed the manuscripts in her memory.

On the surface, she tried her best to be as discreet as possible, but inside she racked her brains to think of a safe answer. She searched around and chose a character who was also selected by an artist from an ancient legend and put on the stage of a drama, with a radically changed meaning.

"Such as... Salome!" Ursula said cautiously.

"You mean, Salome, the daughter of King Herod in the Bible?" At this time, Dr. Watson also joined the conversation. This kind of allusion is easy to come by.

"This princess with a peculiar personality, has any new writer described her from a different angle recently?" Dr. Watson asked curiously.

"..." Ursula met the curious eyes of her dear Uncle John.

In an instant, she suddenly realized that it was over, and now Wilde has not written this play! Merlin's socks!

When did Strauss start to engage in opera? She thought hard, and finally remembered that it seemed to be the beginning of the 20th century, but now it is the [-]th century.

Ursula, who found herself inadvertently leading the way, smiled dryly and tried to change the subject.

"No, I mean, if you look at the characters in the story from different angles, the image of the characters will be completely different. For example, Salome, Medea... and Hamlet!" Ursula felt that she had finally come back, Thanks Shakespeare!

"Oh, oh, you mean Shakespeare's thousand Hamlets." Dr. Watson nodded in agreement. "Indeed, not to mention fictional characters. My idea of ​​Holmes, for example, is very different from his idea of ​​himself."

"Such as?" said Mr. Holmes this time.

"For example, when I first met you, I rated you as having zero knowledge of literature. Hahahaha" Dr. Watson laughed and looked at his friend.

"But then I found out you liked Shakespeare."

"Who doesn't like Shakespeare?" Holmes tapped his knee with his bony fingers and said, with a warm smile in his eyes, as if recalling the scene when he first met Dr. Watson .

"The carriage is still too stuffy for this outfit, isn't it?" Eric interrupted suddenly, and thoughtfully handed over a very familiar handkerchief.Ah, isn't it the one who cheated from her when they first met?

Ursula stared deathly at him.

Eric began to recall the past in the adult group, and had no time to pay attention to them at this time.He leaned closer to Ursula and helped her wipe the cold sweat from her brow.

By the way, for some reason, Dr. Watson finally gave up isolating the two of them today and sat aside with Holmes.

This is why little Mr. Holmes can now whisper to Ursula with ease.

"A qualified gentleman would not ask a lady's cute little secret." He whispered in Miss Witch's ear with a smile.

Ursula stared back. Who is the source of this incident? She hasn't lost her memory yet?

But she was relieved to see Mr. Holmes who hadn't explored at all and planned to have a good chat with Dr. Watson.

"Look, let me talk." Eric noticed her eyes, put his hand on her shoulder lightly, and comforted her.

He also quickly joined the conversation of the two elders.With full respect and curiosity, I want to know more cases.

After consulting Holmes with dignity, Dr. Watson told them about his wonderful case which had not been recorded and published.

The two children were amazed.

But in the middle of talking about whether Dr. Watson's writing can truly reflect the case, the two adults debated whether literariness is important or not.

After watching for a while, the two could not end their bickering, little Holmes thought for a while, then suddenly turned to ask Ursula.

"Remember the previous bet? Watson."

"What?" Ursula, who was happily watching the live version of Fu Hua's bickering, was suddenly asked.

"It's about who is the biographer for whom. Do you remember, miss?" Little Holmes approached, looking down at her.

"Of course I do!" Ursula said without guilt.

This surprised Eric. He originally wanted to tease Miss Witch. After getting to know Ursula, his obsession with deceiving a man named Watson as a biographer has long since become less strong.

He looked at Ursula with a twinkle in his eyes.

So dazzling.

Ursula threw her head back a little, keeping her distance from him, but she could not take her eyes away.

Eric's silver-gray eyes, as clear as moonlight, were full of anticipation.

"Actually, it has already been published." Ursula said awkwardly after looking at him deeply, turning her head slightly.

She remembered that the other party had clearly said that they were mutually beneficial, but in fact it was just to get a Watson. Thinking about yesterday's confession, she felt angry and funny.

"Where was it published?" Little Holmes asked in surprise.As he reads various newspapers and publications with Sherlock every day, it is impossible for him to miss anything.

"A women's magazine, of course." Ursula looked skyward. "I warned you, although I got a little start-up capital from the pen. But I am a love story writer."

"It's still a vampire." Ursula raised an eyebrow. "So this little Mr. Holmes Adventures is also called..."

She paused at this point.Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson were also attracted by the conversation between the two of them, and stopped remembering.

"What is it called again?" Dr. Watson was full of curiosity.

"..." Eric felt bad.

"Magical Detective Romance," said Ursula, with a smirk. "By the way, in order to portray your handsome image. I also arranged for a heroine."

"The heroine? Who? You?" Eric thought for a while and smiled. "If it's you, it's very documentary."

"I think..." began Mr. Holmes. After watching Ursula's little smug eyes for a while, he suppressed a smile and said to his poor nephew. "According to the development of the story, it should be Mr. Mannay."

"After all, we must respect the facts." Facing Eric's rare shocked eyes, Ursula laughed loudly: "The sea monsters are not all girls."

"What about Miss Alisa?" Little Holmes couldn't bear to ask, so that he had already guessed the story behind.

"Of course the surname has changed. After all, it's better not to connect with reality ~ artistic processing." Ursula said. "And I have already asked the person involved, and she is in favor of my reform, saying that the story has more tension."

"The noble young man cursed by the sea monster met the legendary beautiful girl with the blood of the sea monster who is said to be carrying a treasure. With the help of the detective, they broke through the encirclement and got together." Ursula clapped her hands. "Perfect!"

"I have made a name for you in a very large circle, Mr. Holmes."

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson, who basically understood the general situation, laughed.

Eric couldn't help laughing himself.

"What about you, Ursula?"

"Don't you say it all, Watson." Ursula pretended to touch her beard, made a gesture of lowering her hat, and used the voice-changing method Eric had taught her before to thicken her voice. "Hey, Holmes."

Mr. Holmes laughed louder now.

"What two little rascals!"

Dr. Watson affectionately gave the two children a mild brain collapse.

In this happy atmosphere, the carriage slowed down slowly and finally stopped.

Ursula got out of the carriage at last after finishing her grooming.They entered different halls separately from Dr. Watson.

She was not in a hurry to find the box, but at the entrance, she cleverly stopped under a light source.For a moment, the people passing by were attracted. The colorful pearls glowed softly under the light that was not considered bright in this era.

Different from the sparkle of diamonds, the oriental characteristics of Ursula make the rare colored pearls of this era more gentle.Especially when she and Eric Holmes appear at the same time, the publicity effect is even better.

Ursula pretended to be chatting and laughing with Eric, but actually showed the jewelry from several angles schemingly.Seeing the interested eyes of several luxuriously dressed ladies from the corner of the eye, she secretly gave a thumbs up to Miss Siren's Pearl Farm.As expected, the other party personally went to the sea to carefully select pearl shells.

"It's almost there," said young Holmes, looking at his pocket watch. "We should go find the box."

"Okay." Ursula smiled contentedly.

Just when they were about to leave.

"Miss, please stay." A male voice stopped them.

Ursula turned her head, stunned.

A beautiful young man with black hair and black eyes?

"It's still here, that... Don Juan." Seeing Ursula's startled expression, little Holmes held his forehead.