Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

After listening to Miss Bruno's astonishing speech, the guests in the whole restaurant began to whisper to each other lively.

Some of them looked panicked, others full of suspicion, and some were excited by the fact that a murder had happened.

Several older gentlemen stood up decisively, seemingly wanting to check the situation.There are also some young people who seem to be very active, and they look like they want to watch.

After carefully looking at the faces of all living beings in the hall, little Holmes also stood up. He walked to James Bruno and said, "Let's go and have a look together."

"Me too!" said Mademoiselle Bruno sobbing, wiping away her tears. "I'll lead the way."

Ursula had slipped over here while the others were in disarray.Hearing what the lady in question said, after thinking about it, she decisively leaned forward with a cheeky face, and grabbed her hand.

"Then please let me accompany you."

"Uh, you are?" Mademoiselle Bruno stared at the familiar Ursula with wide eyes.

"Ursula Watson is probably your brother's "friend". I am not afraid of such incidents, so can I be a force that can support you?"

"You...your eyes are so beautiful, like golden flames." Miss Bruno did not immediately answer Ursula's question, but after seeing her appearance, she tried hard to suppress her sobs, and said this sentence in a daze talk.

"Pfft!" Eric who was on the side couldn't hold back his laughter.

"..." Ursula looked at the sky, feeling desperately that her paws were suddenly held back by the other party, and then the grip became tighter and tighter. This was completely self-inflicted.

She glanced resentfully at the snickering little Sherlock Holmes, and fell into deep thought.

So, why does she feel that her catnip physique, which has already worked on two Bruno, will reduce the attractive effect because of the different gender of the third Bruno she meets.

"Really, do you need me to accompany you?" Ursula tried to twitch her paw indiscriminately, but sure enough, she couldn't pull it out at all.

"Please be sure...Miss Watson, I especially need your company." Sophie Bruno sniffed and said firmly.She also changed her position specially, and took Ursula's arm intimately.

Although the posture of holding hands together, in the eyes of the person involved, it looks more like entanglement.

"Sophie, I'm sorry to surprise you again, but... I'd like to help you lead the way." Mr. Dinta, the host, calmed down the restless guests for a while, and then talked to Mrs. Bertha.

He confidently handed over the affairs of the hall to his wife, and brought a few reliable men over to ask Miss Bruno.

"After all, my fountain... well." He sighed deeply.

What do you mean, does this sentence mean that there is more than one fountain?Ursula turned her head to look at Mr. Dinta who looked worried.

"It's okay, hiccup. I'm actually not scared at all. It's still an old problem. I can't hold back my tears when I get excited." Miss Bruno hiccupped and said embarrassingly.

"Crying bag!" James Bruno patted his sister on the head in a tone that couldn't be said to be consoling, and then kicked hard at the sister whose hair was messed up by this behavior.

Yes, she saw it.After all, it is impossible for a person who is really scared to say anything, ah~ your eyes are like golden flames.During the sibling fight, Ursula, who was still caught by the younger sister, thought blankly.

So, from the initial handshake to the present, Miss Witch, who was in a state of being held hostage, was held tightly by Miss Bruno's arm, and reluctantly set off with the men to the crime scene.

Mr. Dinta took the lead and walked in the front. He looked at the two girls who were walking behind each other.After confirming that they were not paying attention here, he suddenly approached little Holmes with a lantern, and asked in a low voice:

"Eric, I know your uncle is the famous detective Sherlock Holmes. Uh, I don't know how you feel about this kind of crime..."

"It so happens that I am very good at dealing with it. I have always been proud of my uncle, and I am following him in the same business." Little Holmes replied. "Although it's not as rich as Sherlock's cases, he still has some experience."

"That would be great, pardon the liberty. Could you please help me find evidence to prove Miss Bruno's innocence before Scotland Yard comes." His voice was full of concern. "Bertha and I have watched her grow up, and we don't want her to suffer cross-examination after being stimulated as a little girl."

"Especially that suspicion may, if not necessarily, affect her reputation," he said earnestly. "Her father and I are old friends, and I was criticized for letting my friend's daughter encounter this kind of thing in my house. It's really..."

"I understand what you mean." Little Holmes said knowingly: "I will find the evidence before the police come, but the premise of all this is that the evidence is the truth." He looked at the extremely worried male host.

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Dinta breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care about Eric's last words at all. It seemed that he was quite confident in Miss Bruno's character.

In addition to young Holmes, there were three people present who also heard the conversation.

Ursula glanced close to her, and definitely heard it, but Miss Bruno, who didn't say anything about it, looked away wordlessly.

After the conversation, which was not hidden from the person concerned at all, Mr. Dinta returned to his original solemn expression, and led everyone to the garden in a hurry.

"Wow." Ursula sighed slightly before coming to the garden gate, and she finally understood why Mr. Dinta needed a guest to lead the way when he was looking for a fountain in his own home.

Now they stopped in front of a sizable French pattern garden.

The one-person-high hedges were neatly trimmed by the gardener, forming a plant wall that can completely block the sight of an adult.Although standing here can't see the whole picture, but...

"Is this a hedge maze?" Ursula asked after touching the small leaves of boxwood, the most commonly used plant in this French garden.

"Yes, Bertha's aesthetic is inspired by the labyrinth where the Minotaur was imprisoned in Greek mythology." Mr. Dinta took out a few pieces of paper from his jacket pocket and handed them out. "By the way, there are seven fountains here, each of which looks the same. It has been built for ten years, but if I go in without a map, I will get lost."

"But Miss Bruno won't, she hasn't been lost here since the first time she came here." He glanced at Miss Bruno and smiled wryly. "So, Sophie, it's up to you."

"No problem." Mademoiselle Bruno nodded, hanging on Ursula's arm.

Miss Witch, who was a bit road-crazy, glanced at her enviously, and then caught a glimpse of Eric's raised mouth from the corner of her eye.

"Please go this way." At this moment, Miss Bruno had completely calmed down.Their formation was just the opposite of what it was when they first set off, with the two ladies leading the way and the men following closely behind.

Because the road between the boxwood fences can only accommodate two people, so the position behind Ursula and the others was given to Eric and James Bruno, two family members.

Every two people need to share a map, and Eric handed it to James Bruno after a quick glance.The other party took the map, but he didn't seem to intend to use it. All his attention was on the two girls in front of him.

"What do you think, buddy?" Just when Holmes thought that the other party was going to keep silent, he suddenly spoke. "About Red Hat."

"I can only think of Merlot Mermaid, but this place is far away from the ocean." Eric smiled and threw the question back. "But since you asked that, do you know the origin of this red hat?"

"... Mrs. Bertha has such a collection. She said it was a souvenir from meeting a mermaid when she was a child." James Bruno paused and replied.

"Then have you seen it?" Little Holmes glanced at the reserve Paladin. "I don't mean this one, but the real Red Merlot hat."

"I haven't seen it, so I can't tell the truth from the fake." James said frankly: "Plus Bertha has always told us that we can play it, but we can definitely wear it. So no one knows whether it can dive or not."

"Why not?" Little Holmes became interested.

"Because Bertha said that people who wear hats will be cursed." Mr. Dinta said behind them. "That's what the steward who gave her the hat told her, and once Bertha believes in something, she's very persistent."

Ursula did not look back, but listened quietly to the rest of the conversation.Suddenly, she felt her sleeve being tugged lightly.

"What's wrong, Miss Bruno." She looked at the girl beside her.

"I know, Miss Watson, that hat is real," whispered Miss Bruno in her ear.

"Oh?" Ursula continued to ask calmly without showing any surprise. "How do you know? Did you see the real thing?"

"No, I have worn it." Miss Bruno said in a low voice. "When I was a child, I used to bury my head in the fountain pool while Bertha was not looking. I remember very clearly that I can breathe in the water. "

"Not cursed?" Ursula asked curiously, but she quickly realized that she had said something stupid. "Ah, I'm sorry, but you're from Bruno's family. Of course you can't be cursed like that."

It is impossible for a person who can become a paladin to be cursed by the little melo mermaid, but according to the character of the melo mermaid, it is impossible for them to curse people.

This kind of mermaid is an extremely rare kind of mermaid population that has a gentle temperament and will not attack humans, let alone eat humans.

They will even conceal their identities and take the initiative to interact with humans, and some will marry and have children normally with the people they like.Compared with those vicious mermaids who confuse human beings and then drag them to the deep sea, where they are killed by the pressure of the deep sea in a waking state, it is a breath of fresh air.

Even if they could not return to the bottom of the sea after being robbed of their hats, they would just float on the surface of the sea and drift with the current until they were discovered by other tribesmen who came up and gave them a new hat.

After all, this kind of hat made of red feathers is not something they are born with, but made afterward. It is a unique magic item of the melo mermaid group.

The fiery red feathers are the flowers of the unique plants of their tribe.Every melo mermaid is born on the sea, and then puts on the Little Red Riding Hood prepared by the elders, and is carried by the parents to sink to the bottom of the sea to live.

So the curse of the red hat is even worse than the curse that the siren mermaid foolishly couldn't tell when Ursula and Eric first met.

After confirming that it was the real hat, Ursula felt dizzy again.

Since the only ones wearing hats are members of the paladin family who are immune, there is no reference value at all.In this way, it is impossible to judge whether the death of that gentleman was a supernatural event.

She couldn't help turning her head to look at Eric.

"Don't worry." Little Holmes blinked his left eye at her. "We'll find out when we get to the scene."

"The next turn is to the left," said Miss Bruno.

At this time, they had arrived in front of a fountain, which was a round marble pool with a ball printed with regular thin lines placed in the middle.

"It looks like a ball of yarn? Mrs. Bertha is really interesting." Ursula was overwhelmed by the ingenuity of the fountain's design, and she quickly thought of a key. "So the fountains are actually signposts for the maze?"

"That's right. Although it's not easy to see. But in fact, the balls in each fountain are still different." Bruno

"This kind of difference is not something ordinary people can see, Sophie." Mr. Dinta laughed at himself. "For example, I can't see it."

"What's the difference? James, can you see it?" The young Mr. Judge, who was walking beside Mr. Dinta, asked curiously, poking his friend's back.

"Well... you can see for yourself when the next one arrives." James Bruno, who is known as one of the smartest people in London, didn't know why, and he got up after talking about it.

"Second brother is an idiot." Miss Sophie complained to Ursula in a low voice. "He can't see it at all, it's just that he is good at playing cards with his talent, and he has to brag every day."

But Ursula keenly obtained a huge amount of information from this unintentional sentence.

It seems that the three Bruno children are good at completely different things.Putting Miss Sophie's talent aside, Mr. James Bruno is good at playing cards. If it is talent, combined with the elemental theory he talked about with himself earlier, it may not be a purely social game. .

Ursula secretly heightened her vigilance against the troubles of the apparently sunny number two Bruno.

Next, they had to walk through the continuous green wall in the dark, maybe a dozen minutes?Only then did I see a little light again, which was the street lamp next to the second fountain pool.

"See the difference? George." James Bruno smiled arrogantly at his friend.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just heard Miss Sophie's words. You don't know the difference. What are you so proud of?" The judge sneered.

"Hmm... Is it a circle smaller? It seems that the radius of this sculpture is about half an inch less than the radius of the ball just now. The position of the engraving thread has also changed. It was pressed under a line just now, and now it is in the On a thread." Little Holmes said suddenly.

"So small?" Ursula was shocked.Forget about the thread ends, although the carvings are very thin, you may not be able to find them if you look closely, but the radius of such a large stone ball is half an inch less, which is almost one centimeter, so it is too difficult to distinguish this.

The elder brother can't see it, but the younger sister can.Are their eyes different?Ursula tried to restrain herself from looking at the siblings, so she turned to the fountain instead.

"Huh?" Ursula rubbed her eyes. "Is this the scene of the crime? Miss Bruno."

"No, I have to walk through another fountain to get there." Miss Bruno replied with some surprise.

"Then why is there water here?" Ursula closed her eyes, and after opening them for reconfirmation, she turned to look at Eric Holmes who was walking beside her, with some hesitation in her tone. "In my eyes it is..."

"The color of blood?"