Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Since I haven't ridden for a long time, after all, this kind of fully modern pneumatic rubber tire bicycle has not been commercialized for a few years. Compared with riding a horse, it is quite a fashionable item.So Ursula, who has been in Ireland all year round and has no physical memory at all, was a little rusty at first, but under the coordination of her brain, she quickly became proficient.

It is a very strange experience, whether it is this kind of confusion that the memory says you will, but the body yells that you have not ridden before.

Still following little Sherlock Holmes, slowly cycling across Hyde Park in the late [-]th century, bypassing the crowd of impassioned speakers standing on wooden boxes, and then watching the horse racers on Park Avenue in the shadow of trees They laughed and ran away, chasing the setting sun in the afternoon.

They rode along the Jiuqu Lake under the gradually rosy sky, and finally stopped by the lake, quietly admiring the sparkling lake at dusk, and formed loving swan partners with their necks crossed.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Sitting on the bench, Ursula watched as a few children not far away tried to lure a pair of beautiful white swans nestling on the water with bread but failed. Instead, they attracted a few ferocious wild ducks, who snatched them away after a few bites. took most of the bread in their hands.In the end, the child was taken away by his family crying, leaving them a safe environment.

"Didn't you say it? This is a date." The young detective sat beside her, looked at the lake, and quietly put down his hand that snapped his fingers secretly. (Elves have certain leadership over animals)

Ursula looked at the little boys sympathetically, thinking of the bandit seagulls who were often on the weird news in her previous life and the innocent-looking but fierce deer in Nara, and gave up the idea of ​​buying some bread to feed the pigeons later.

"It's really strange, a date that I didn't even know I had agreed to."

Miss Witch glanced at little Holmes. "It's a routine prepared temporarily after hearing the rumors from the little spy. After all, your bicycle is quite new."

"Using a bicycle as a gift is very expensive, and it's considered fashionable? But it won't flatter me, so what can I say, Mr. Holmes?"

Especially if you think about it carefully, this bicycle may be the first gift Eric has given her since he made it clear that he wants to pursue her?Although the situation in this era is like this, it may be similar to the car given by later generations (it is already considered a common commodity at this time, so it is not so exaggerated), but Ursula still thinks it is funny, which is not as good as something like a boyfriend. , she felt more like Dr. Watson's handwriting.

"Gift? Hey, did I say that this car is a gift from me? It was given by Dr. Watson. He said that it can let you ride a bike for some exercise, which is good for your health." Little Holmes pretended to be surprised. "This is the first thing I officially gave you after we met. How could I give something that can't be carried at any time!"

"It's really a gift from Uncle John. But you didn't say it yourself, do you like the color?" Ursula said blackly, and she turned to look at the back seat of the bicycle: "Could it be that the gift you said was the picnic basket?"

"Why don't you open it and have a look." Little Holmes said with a smile.

"..." Ursula stood up reluctantly, untied the picnic basket that was firmly tied to the back seat of the bicycle, then sat back and placed it unceremoniously on Eric's lap , just opened the lid.

Then, among all kinds of neatly stacked food, she saw a flat package tightly wrapped in kraft paper.

Ursula raised her eyes to see little Holmes who was still smiling, poked the package vigilantly, felt that it looked like a hard box inside, and then took it out.

After pulling away several layers of paper, the appearance of the box was also displayed in front of her eyes.

"Jewelry?" Miss Witch raised her eyebrows as she touched the flat, round brown leather jewelry box. "It seems that even half-elfs are not exempt."

Hearing the girl's teasing, little Holmes just smiled and made a gesture of invitation, without saying much.

Seeing him like this, Ursula was still a little curious about the gift.She picked the clasp with her fingertips and carefully opened the lid.

On the creamy satin lining lay a chain of fine gold in several layers and a jewel of silvery gemstones of strange beauty.Ursula picked it up and gestured, and found that according to the length of this accessory, it seemed a bit long as a bracelet.

"Choker style" She looked at little Holmes in surprise. "Not Your Ordinary Necklace"

Although this kind of short necklace was indeed very popular in the upper class in the [-]th century, it was still a trend that started from the royal family, but it always feels a little strange to be given this style of necklace by suitors.Miss Witch narrowed her eyes, before she could question the young detective's ulterior motives.

"The chains of the swan."

Eric suddenly spoke.

Ursula didn't realize what he meant for a while, she looked at the chain, then at the pair of swans on the lake, and looked at little Holmes blankly.

"What? There's a swan pattern on this necklace?" She held up the necklace and looked carefully at the light.

"I mean the swan's gold and silver chains." Little Holmes took the necklace from Ursula's hand, dumbfounded. "Do you remember? The story of the god of love Ongus and the yew fruit girl."

"Ah, that's what you mean." Ursula realized suddenly. "but……"

She gave little Holmes a strange look: "Why is it a gold necklace? Don't you want to pursue me? Shouldn't you give me a silver chain in this situation."

"So you are going to agree to my marriage proposal?" The young detective leaned over on the bench and approached the girl. "I am happy to lock us together with silver chains. If you agree, then Ongus Mac Oak is here to witness me and..."

"Hello!" Ursula quickly covered his mouth. "Don't swear indiscriminately. It's fine to think of the Greek gods when you talk about love. What's the matter with calling the local gods directly? Do you still remember that you are a half-elf?"

"...So accept it? The necklace." Little Holmes took the girl's hand and touched it lightly on her lips. The speed was so fast that Ursula felt as if her hand had been scratched by a swan's feathers, and her expression turned pale. reddish.

However, looking at the golden chain symbolizing singleness, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Although I'm a bit unwilling, please wear gold for the time being." Little Holmes helplessly looked at the smiling lady witch, motioned for her to turn around, and personally wrote this love story that symbolizes the goddess of love in Celtic mythology. The necklace was clasped around the girl's neck.

"In this way, you won't feel bound, but I will hopefully continue to wait until the day I go to the Boyne River with you to seek blessings from Ongus." He smiled.

is that so?Ursula touched the necklace and felt that something was wrong, but there was nothing wrong with it.

If wearing a golden chain symbolizes a single girl waiting for love in Celtic mythology, while a silver chain symbolizes a firm marriage contract.

So this gift is not out of the ordinary?The suspicious Miss Witch fell into deep thought.

"Where's the little flower demon I arranged?" Little Sherlock Holmes nodded in satisfaction as he saw the silver gems of the same color as his own eyes on the girl's slender and white swan neck, and then asked a question in a timely manner, interrupting Ursula tangled.

"..." Ursula took out the bottle from her pocket and handed it to him guiltily. "I'm sorry, I really didn't react, and subconsciously went to catch her."

"It's all right." Little Holmes' tone was very forgiving. "Anyway, I'm going to accompany you to Bruno's house tomorrow, won't I? This can be regarded as avoiding alarming the enemy."

"Yes." Ursula smiled dryly, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in her conscience. Mr. Holmes gave another token of love (bushi), and understood her quickness, but he was still working on small plans. He's the first to solve the case, isn't it a bit...

"However, if you really feel uneasy with your conscience, how about giving me a kiss." Eric Holmes said with the corners of his mouth raised.

Ah, I don't know what happened, but my conscience suddenly became stable again.

Miss Witch still ruthlessly pushed away the face of Mr. Detective who was getting closer today.

……

"All in all, my fire-attribute physique mutated due to the soul reason you already know, coupled with this laurel crown that may be remotely related to the power of the God of Light, should be the source of the Bruno family's interest in me. They After all, it's that family member, so it's normal to be confused by the same power." Ursula told Holmes, who had finally returned to normal mode, about her deduction.

"And the target of the banshee can also be determined, that is, the girls whose talents have been stolen. Although we can't tell where the two art-related gods and elves intersect, after all, the situation on the magic side It's already very complicated." Ursula sighed, and she suddenly thought of Mr. Lisbon, the dancer. Could it be that the world view system of this world has become so chaotic because the Celts also migrated to live in ancient Rome?

"But I think it is certain that the souls of those scumbags who disappeared inexplicably must be in the hands of the mastermind behind the scenes." She looked at Mr. Detective, wondering what he thought.

"Well, compared with the information I have collected, this is indeed the most reasonable inference." Little Holmes nodded. "The first deceased who was suspected of stealing the singing was injured in the throat and lungs, and the second had unknown components remaining in his stomach. According to the forensic doctor, the most serious part of the body deformation was only the eyes. Because he kept his eyes open The state buried himself in the water. As for the third..."

"No, it should be said that he is the real number one, although I don't know where the victim of the stolen talent is." Little Holmes curled his slender fingers and tapped his knee. "However, this Mr. Lisbon, who claimed to be a dancer, was also a dancer. His cause of death was a fracture in the whole body, which was also a suicide."

"What? He's dead too?" Ursula was shocked. This kind of feeling is that when you meet an elite monster while playing a game, you thought that the other party would shout that I will come back again in the future, and then use a big move. This kind of troublesome character makes you have to cheer up and beware of it.But I never expected that you just put down the handle, lowered your head and took a sip of water, and the little boss on the screen blew himself up and went offline. There was a wonderful sense of loss.

"I thought he would be a high-ranking villain! At least a Moran!" Miss Witch murmured.

"Hahaha, Moran. Then Moriarty refers to the half-man, half-fish Adonis." Eric was amused by Ursula's description.

"It's the same trouble, isn't it? Manipulating other people's lives in order to satisfy your own bad taste." Ursula said. "Perhaps, to a certain extent, he is more extreme than Moriarty. After all, the professor is just an ordinary human being and has no access to the supernatural, and his hands are too long."

"If Professor Moriarty wants to satisfy his own pleasure of controlling the dark world, what is he doing for it? From now on, it seems that he always gets mixed up with all kinds of strange trees." Ursula raised her own doubts to little Holmes . "Before he ate the mermaid, he was very interested in me. I'm a little suspicious now..."

"I suspect that it's not that the mermaid wanted to devour him, but that he took the initiative to devour the mermaid for the sake of strength?" Little Holmes continued Ursula's unfinished words.

"That's right. Now that we think about it, our village is far away from the ocean. I have conquered the freshwater mermaid again. How did that mermaid appear? It's not Merlot." Ursula leaned her head on the bench In fact, I felt that I was so stupid when I heard that I sympathized with the other party being possessed by a mermaid.

Little Holmes' eyes rested on Miss Witch's hair crown (this hair crown was no longer hidden from him since the two of them talked), the silver bay leaf and the silver gemstone on her neck complemented each other.

He made a sudden and earnest question to Ursula, which made her sit up in awe.

"My dear Miss Watson, are you sure he ate only one mermaid?"