Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"If the quantifier you use to measure the power of Adonis is El Manna." Ursula touched the gemstone on her neck. She was not used to wearing necklaces very much. This winter's round neck, suddenly changed to a turtleneck sweater.

"It really doesn't look like only one of them has been fused together. After all, Mr. Half Siren won't be able to remain calm when we are attacked by two of us at the same time." She recalled the last time the three of them had a small confrontation .

"Then how much do you know about that Mr. villain from the same town? Ursula." Little Holmes asked curiously: "I find that you are always reluctant to talk about it at all."

"Because there's really nothing to talk about." Ursula shrugged. "Ask my father that question, and he'll probably tell you a few words about the studiousness of this student who's been studying Latin with him for a few days, and I can only tell you that during the time he came Hello Miss Watson, Miss Watson's good-bye is in the same tone."

"Professor Watson's student?" Little Holmes raised his eyebrows. "That's all you've told me, dear lady."

"Hey, don't be so surprised and worried, Mr. Holmes." Ursula bumped the young detective lightly with her shoulder. "Within a few kilometers around, any boy who plans to go to college will basically call my dad a teacher."

"Mr. Watson is a good teacher?" Eric Holmes actually couldn't see the personality of her parents from Ursula.Generally speaking, the personality expression of a child as an adult will be the epitome of the family, speaking of it.

But Ursula is a bit unpredictable. Her parents let a little girl who has just grown up go from the other side of the UK to London alone to join relatives, but they write too frequently to communicate with her.

This point was only confirmed on the tenth day after Little Holmes rented with her together. Because of Ursula's habit of getting up late, he was the first recipient of all letters sent to their apartment.

Postmarks in different regions, envelopes of different styles, but the same handwriting.Ursula received three letters from her parents in ten days, and she answered three of them.

What an incredible, yet contradictory family relationship.He couldn't reason at all what was going on with the mentality of the parents?Especially when Ursula bought a late ticket and could only squeeze the second-class seat, but everything was arranged in London. Ursula's father not only wrote a letter to his cousin, Dr. Watson, but Please ask many old friends to take care of her.

Although this kind of care was taken after he accompanied Ursula to visit several professors, she said: "How do you know that this is not a blind date for me, but I reached an agreement with you first and successfully avoided the social season .Didn’t you see the disappointed faces of some of you after I introduced you?”

But little Sherlock Holmes still thinks that the family relationship is a bit weird, well, he is not qualified to talk about Ursula, and his family's family situation is also very strange. ?) state of the parent.

During the initial stage of meeting Ursula, Eric had been secretly observing her carefully, trying to deduce a complete Ursula from various details.This is definitely not deliberate, it is just a habit of Holmes, although this habit has gradually become an instinct called caring because of the relationship between the two of them.

After knowing each other for fifteen days, he initially came to a conclusion—this girl is very strange, and the human side is very strange.

She has received a good education in science and humanities, but she is not very proficient in the skills necessary for a lady in this era.Like embroidery, which is a compulsory course for girls in this era, she can only embroider a name on a handkerchief, and it is very reluctant to do more.

For example, one day Ursula insisted on mending a glove that was unthreaded. Although Eric did not see the specific process of her sewing the gloves, since he never saw Ursula wear the pair again, she was very happy. Judging from the situation of the favorite gloves, the opponent's craftsmanship is quite so-so.

Of course, this is just his reasoning. As a smart gentleman at this time, he will never get to the bottom of the truth.

She has studied music theory systematically, and can also play the piano and some other extremely unpopular musical instruments in the UK, such as the pot-bellied flute (cucurbit flute) she hangs in the living room for decoration.

She declared that she liked the sound of the violin very much, but she would only stop and listen carefully when he played fast-paced pieces such as Paganini and Monti, and she didn't seem to be interested in ballads.There is also opera, I seem to like it, but I am not very enthusiastic when watching it, at least not as enthusiastic as listening to Sherlock playing the piano with his emotions (Ursula: What are you kidding, this is Mr. Holmes' famous scene, The realization of the shock of human thought, careful notation).Speaking of which, Dr. Watson was no less shocked than Eric by this incident. He felt that his niece had too much of a filter for Sherlock Holmes.

The reaction of Mr. Holmes was even more interesting. When he recovered from the case, he found that his free play had been notated, and Ursula had also marked him with the name of the thought palace exploration movement, and he laughed.Not only generously helped her write the title page of the notebook, but also said that if she planned to write a memoir after retirement, Ursula would definitely lend him the score.

And her attitude towards Sherlock's Baker Street squad is also very intriguing, and Eric feels that this reflects part of her social outlook.Ordinary ladies either want to help this group of ragged children with love, or they will stay away in disgust, or they will ignore them.

But Ursula's attitude was too ordinary. When she met the team leader Wiggins to report to Mr. Holmes, she would naturally greet him and call him Mr. Wiggins.It was as if she had lived here for years like Mrs. Hudson, and was old friends with each other.

But sometimes, she will also take the initiative to use money to send the other party to run errands for herself.This kind of back-and-forth trading behavior made her get acquainted with everyone in the Baker Street team quickly, and they quickly reached an extremely harmonious relationship-the friendship between the delivery guy and the house salted fish (Urghue La language).

He once thought that Miss Witch's kind performance might be the kind of indifference that ignores the advanced point, which is far from the level of those ladies on the street who are extremely enthusiastic about charity.

However, this view only lasted for a week before it was updated.It all started when he came back from Sherlock alone one day. When Holmes entered the door, he saw that Ursula was packing some bread and sausages.Because Wiggins happened to be next door, he naturally connected this behavior.

"Are you going to take it for Wiggins to take away?" Little Holmes asked, and the girl gave her a puzzled look.

"Of course not, this one is for Mrs. Hudson, let her give it to Mrs. Luther at No. 203, and let her take it to the orphanage." Ursula said. "Wiggins is a little gentleman with his own business. If I want to help him, I will choose to provide him with a job that pays more well and let him use his gold coins to buy bread."

"You actually participated in a charity organization in the community?" Little Holmes looked at some packed packages beside him, and asked in surprise. He couldn't imagine a witch who used London's air quality as an excuse to go out, and lived to the extreme. Scenes of Miss and those emotional ladies going door-to-door promoting charities.

"No, I just donate something occasionally, and I don't plan to donate money." The girl picked up a piece of hard black bread and knocked on the table and said. "Money doesn't go into those poor little stomachs, only gin warmers. And my special brown bread can be a little surprise for the children."

She showed little Sherlock Holmes that the plain-looking bread, compared to the popular ones sold in the market today, likes to use various methods, such as adding chalk, alum and other unhealthy things to make the bread more like white bread The trend, completely against the grain, is an overly dark bread cut.

"A little bit of fun. I believe those poor little life wisdom will let them keep it well. These happy secrets are kept in the brown bread without bleach that the managers despise." She cut it casually, oh no, it was smashed A piece came off and was stuffed into the young detective's mouth.

Little Holmes chewed it very hard, it was really hard, and with his half-elf teeth, he felt that he was at the risk of going to the dentist.

"Is there sugar?" Mr. Detective quickly noticed the slight sweetness mixed in the coarse grains.

"Although there are not many, compared with beans, black bread is always difficult to deal with. For the sake of saving food expenses, it should be possible for those children to eat some sweetness." Ursula smiled.

Eric clearly remembered that at that time, he was surprised by this rich girl who had just arrived and lived a carefree life, and had a clear understanding of the dark side of London.

After all, the reason for Ursula's understanding of the corruption of orphanage management can also be said to come from her cabinet, which is full of science popularization novels such as Dickens' "Oliver Twist" and Brontë's "Jane Eyre".

But food fraud in big cities like London is not something that a young girl who has enjoyed healthy and fresh food in the countryside for 18 years and has only eaten in high-end restaurants a few times even if she goes out can immediately detect it.

Another point, perhaps because of mixed blood and magical powers, Holmes has discovered several times that Ursula has a rather weak sense of identity as a Victorian.Miss Witch's comment on British cuisine is "your traditional dishes". It's really interesting that a girl who grew up in a traditional village can't get used to local food.

These various details not only made little Sherlock Holmes increasingly curious about Ursula, but also had a strong interest in exploring Professor Watson and his wife.Although he and Ursula have known each other since they met, for some unspoken reason, they have a tacit understanding not to talk about each other's parents.But from time to time, Mr. Holmes wants and needs to know more information about his "father-in-law and mother-in-law" in order to cope with the journey a week later.

"Although it is true that he taught a history class in college, but... he should not be a very good teacher. It's for other reasons." Ursula didn't know what to think of, and her expression was a little strange.

"I plan to finish the case within a week." Young Holmes looked at the girl who was obviously unwilling to talk more about this topic, and said suddenly.

Ursula was surprised for a short while, and then smiled triumphantly at Mr. Detective: "That's really embarrassing, my plan is to solve the case in three days."

"Another match? Well, what are we going to do this time?" Eric laughed.

"You go first." Ursula looked warily at the difference in her relationship with little Holmes from the first bet.

"If I win, then tell me about your parents and family. For the sake of the future, I want to know." Little Holmes said.

Ursula, who was completely unaware that the so-called future would leave in a week, breathed a sigh of relief. She thought about it and agreed, and then made her own request: "Since you mentioned the future, I want you to promise me one thing in the future." .”

"What a cunning statement. However, I'm willing to take some risks." Eric shook his head with a smile.

"Are you not afraid that I will make some excessive demands?" Miss Witch approached little Holmes with a smirk.

"If that's the case, that would be great, I'm afraid it wasn't you who made such an excessive request~" The young detective also laughed, and then got a "huh!" from the girl.

"That...is still the old rule."

Ursula raised her paw and gave Holmes a long-lost high-five.

"The contract is established! I will definitely win this time." Ursula is now full of ambition.

……

"Then, you were so excited that you didn't sleep all night?"

Eric was looking at the girl on the opposite seat in the carriage, nodded sleepily, leaned his body for the nth time, closed his eyes, and then at the moment when he completely tilted his head towards the wall of the carriage, he felt miraculous again. Suddenly he woke up and sat up straight again.He finally couldn't bear it and switched to the side with the girl, pressing the other's head on his shoulder.

"It's just that I can't sleep anyway." Ursula was too sleepy, so she didn't pretend, she changed to the most comfortable position and leaned against Mr. Detective. "Think today's going to be very, very interesting."

"Plans for those about the ladies?"

"No, it's about the expressions of the men." Ursula closed her eyes and meditated, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised. "I can't wait to see the astonished expression of that arrogant paladin's failure."

"I thought this would be my line to my rival in love." Little Holmes adjusted his position so that the girl could lean more comfortably so that she would not be bumped by the carriage.

"At this stage, where is your rival in love..." Ursula muttered vaguely, and seemed to really fall asleep.

"No?" The young detective pondered over the truth that Miss Witch accidentally revealed while half asleep and half awake, and smiled lightly.

"..."

Ursula opened her eyes and found that she was already in the drawing room of Bruno's house. She was placed on a chaise longue, with three girls studying together on one side and the men's bridge table on the other. Eric, James Bruno and Judge George play cards silently.

"Yo, I'm awake." Miss Helena put down the collection of poems with a smile.

"How rude." Ursula covered her face.

"It was we who prevented Mr. Holmes from waking you up." Miss Sophie Bruno approached. "They are all acquaintances, so don't worry about etiquette."

"By the way, do you want to go to the garden? My garden is also very special!" Miss Bruno, who finally waited for Ursula to wake up, blinked her eyes desperately to hint with her second brother on her back.

Ursula keenly noticed that her expression was a little different from before. It was different from the Miss Bruno who was so happy that she was off-line even though she complained that she couldn't work with her brothers yesterday. Time really grew up.

"Okay, I'm very interested." Ursula felt that she was obsessed with falling in love with little Holmes yesterday, and seemed to have missed a very crucial plot point.

So, after saying hello to James Bruno briefly, and expressing condolences to Mr. Judge, who seemed to have escaped from the shadow of fear of heights, she decisively followed the girls to the courtyard of Bruno's house.

Another very special garden.

However, Ursula felt that the gardens of Bruno’s house and Mrs. Bertha’s were actually quite strange. After all, natural landscape gardens were popular in Britain at this time. It was very retro behavior to have such a large piece of land used to make French gardens.

Especially... She squatted down and looked at the hedge plants. She preliminarily judged that the garden should not have been built for more than ten years. Judging from the age difference between Miss Bruno and the paladin, the parents of the other party will not be very old. The garden should not be left by the previous generation, but a new one, so it was the Bruno family's own taste that deliberately built it into this form?Ursula thought.After all, Mrs. Bertha has built a maze, and one more chessboard can understand why the relationship between the two is so good.

That's right, the garden is a huge chess board made of plants, turf of different varieties, different colors and textures, shrubs and granite blocks are formed into blocks, and white and black chess pieces are used as sculptures, standing in these grids.

"This is where my family's tradition lies." Miss Bruno raised her hand and touched the horse chess dotted among them as a decoration. "A forbidden place where girls are not allowed to enter, but boys have to enter on time to make the magic of the eyes more abundant. It is ridiculous that the so-called traditional ritual was only invented eight years ago."

"Although I knew girls couldn't join the patrol when I was young, I learned the power of the eyes the same as my brothers. As I told you before, everything changed after I was 12 years old. Not only can't Regarding the issue of participation, in fact, I don’t even have the rights my aunts and the others had,” she said.

"So yesterday when you asked me why I wasn't used to seeing the world with magic eyes, I thought a lot about it. It wasn't just my own anger. My father's opposition was the biggest reason." Miss Bruno's expression was calm, but she held her hands tightly. The double fists showed the restlessness in his heart.

"I can tolerate the so-called traditions used by my relatives to limit the world I should see, and I can ignore the fact that my family denies the fact that my right eye actually sees more than their eyes." She said. "Didn't I just say that, the big deal is that I run away from home to start a career."

"But what I discovered last night made me unable to remain silent. I want to see how this place, where my own daughter is not allowed to enter, has the eyes of a girl whose talent has been stolen from someone else's family."

Miss Bruno gritted her teeth, lit up her right eye and looked at the neat chessboard garden, while Ursula, who understood the ending sentence, looked over in surprise.

Sure enough, in her eyes full of golden light, the nets on Miss Painter's body finally came to an end, and they penetrated into the dividing line of the chessboard one by one, as if they were originally one.

Although she bluffed little Holmes, Ursula, who actually wanted to take away the spy umbral and secretly planted a landmine for Edgar Bruno, never expected such a windfall, and she was extremely happy Gently stroked the green and fluffy turf on the ground.

"This is really a big discovery, Sophie."