Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes
Chapter 9
"Excuse me, Holmes. Did you stay up all night?" Dr. Watson woke up before 6 o'clock because he had something on his mind because he didn't wait for Holmes to come back last night.When I went downstairs, I saw a smoky living room, so I hurried forward and opened the windows for ventilation.
Sherlock Holmes, in his customary long nightgown, was curled up on the couch with a map spread out over him.
"Guess what I found, Watson." He was full of energy, not tired from staying up all night. "The Diary of a Royal Pirate of the Last Century."
The doctor looked at the old book with the library mark on it, but turned his attention in another direction, "How did you take this ancient book out of the library?"
"Aha, my friend. Don't think about it, and take back your skeptical expression." Holmes knocked his pipe into the filled ashtray, scattering a lot of debris. "It's just a small favor I once did to the person in charge there."
"Oh, Holmes." Dr. Watson grabbed the ashtray to save their poor coffee table from another disaster. "You consume so much tobacco, have you researched anything? I thought you were borrowing books about mermaids, but I didn't expect you to be a pirate."
"Of course it's a brilliant case." Seeing that Watson confiscated the ashtray, he simply put out the pipe.He picked up the magnifying glass beside him and looked down at the map.
After looking at it for a while, Holmes fell into deep thought.Seeing this, Dr. Watson did not disturb his thoughts, and simply packed up the house.
After a while, the other party suddenly raised his head and said to him in an eager tone: "My dear friend, do you want to write another story about the treasure? Your four-signed book has been a long time ago. Let's do it again one by one." How about a thousand and one nights-like adventure, give your readers a gluttonous feast."
"Another treasure?" Watson stopped holding the trash can, surprised. "Are you serious, Holmes!"
"Yes, treasure! Pirates! There are also mermaids! Are these elements enough? Do you want to see them? Doctor." Holmes encouraged with his cheerful smile when encountering rare events.
"I'm very interested, but we still have to wait for the two children to come before we start."
"No, now!" Holmes replied unexpectedly.
"Now, but Ursula and young Mr. Holmes are supposed to be leaving this evening. We're going to miss them. That's not right, my friend." Dr. Watson shook his head.
"The trains will not resume so quickly. It will be the next night at least." Holmes handed over a morning paper that had just arrived. The stop area will be hit by a once-in-a-decade megastorm, which will prevent normal train traffic."
"It's really, alas." Dr. Watson felt that the two children were simply unlucky. The train had to be repaired with great difficulty, and this kind of ghostly weather happened again.
"Then let's go, Watson." Holmes got up neatly, and hurriedly took down a train timetable from the mantelpiece. "The early train at 8 o'clock this morning can go to a nearby town in the evening. Let's take another bus. I can expect to arrive tomorrow afternoon. Is ten minutes enough to pack, Watson."
"Enough," replied the doctor who had a long military life, and Holmes had completely aroused his interest. "We can also surprise the two children. Hahaha."
Let go of the two adult groups who plan to make trouble and pick up the children by the way.
Ursula and Eric Holmes, still ignorant of their upcoming meeting with their parents, decide to split up.
They agreed that since it is a competition, it is only fair to find clues according to their own ideas, and the relics of the father of Mr. Opal, a folklorist who loves to cry, are bonus points. Another made a not-too-excessive request.
As soon as Ursula and young Holmes parted, they walked towards Mr. Lando's house.Unlike Eric, who was going to knock sideways, she wanted to chat directly with the heroine, oh, the fake heroine.
In fact, she felt that little Sherlock Holmes had such a plan in the first place, but his sense of being at odds with marine life clearly made him hesitate.
She didn't go directly either, and went back to the hotel to buy some special desserts recommended by the proprietress before starting again.
"Hello, I am also a passenger of the Green Express. My name is Ursula Watson. I just separated from everyone and thought about buying some special desserts from the Whale Inn to impress Miss Alisa. Poor girl, everyone I can't feel at ease to take a good tour of this beautiful village."
"Oh, you are so sweet, miss." The maid who came to open the door showed a knowing expression, and after notifying the master, she led her into the living room.
Everyone in the living room was there, including the fake Miss Alyssa.She changed into a pure white dress, and was snuggling up beside her fiancé, eating the belated morning tea every mouthful.
"It seems that I came at just the right time. I brought the most famous cakes and pies in the area to replenish everyone's happy energy."
"You are really welcome, Miss Watson." Mr. Lando, the owner, stood up and greeted her. "Ah, this is the dessert of the Whale Inn. You are so considerate, and my guests really haven't had a chance to taste it. If not If you bring it, it means that my host is not entertaining enough."
"You are being polite. There is no more hospitable host than you. If my companion and I did not want to experience more cultural features, we would definitely bother you." Ursula replied.
Her gift was welcomed by guests who hadn't visited much yesterday.It also changed the slightly dull atmosphere in the room, and everyone asked her about the interesting things in the village.
After dismissing everyone with some knowledge, she turned to Miss Alisa again, but she spoke to Earl Hayden.
"If you don't dislike it, I would be happy to be a company with Miss Alyssa." Ursula said, "I think Miss Alyssa's mother has been frightened this time and needs a good rest. Your Excellency Hayden It’s impossible to be with your fiancée all the time, there are always times when it’s inconvenient. And we’re about the same age and know how to use guns, so I don’t think Miss Alyssa can’t be stuck in the house all the time because of a monster.”
"I don't know if there is a chance for me to be friends with Miss Alisa." She made a brave and enthusiastic young girl, and smiled heartily.
Earl Hayden hesitated, but did not agree for Alisa.
Instead, Miss Alisa, who had been silent all this time, raised her head, and she gave Ursula a gentle smile: "Thank you very much, I am very happy."
"Alyssa!" Earl Hayden wanted to say something, but his hand was held down by Miss Alyssa.
"It's all right, Rhett. Miss Watson is right, we can't be together all the time. It's very grateful that she would help us, isn't it?"
After she finished speaking, she looked over and met Ursula's eyes.
For the first time Ursula saw clearly the lady's eyes, which she thought were black in front of her, but were in fact dark blue, like the deep sea, into which no light could shine.But still beautiful, and Ursula wondered whether the eyes were possessed or just a natural feature.
"In the afternoon, I want to go to the garden to bask in the sun. I wonder if Miss Watson is willing to accompany me?" Miss Alisa stared at Ursula firmly with her eyes that could not see the reflection at all.
"Of course~" Ursula returned a bright smile.
The corners of Miss Alisa's mouth twitched slightly, and then she turned her attention to the blond nobleman.
Ursula narrowed her eyes slightly looking at this genuinely concubine-loving situation.
Ha, true love?Does Mr. Lando know that his beloved fiancée has changed under the shell?
Ursula was happily drinking tea and watching the beautiful love, while Eric Holmes on the other side went straight to the beach after parting.He planned to explore the treasure place under the condition that Ursula could contain Mr. Lando himself.
The sandy beach at the end of the village was open, so he circled around, and according to the notes Mr. Opal had brought, he found the seaside cliff surrounded by a fence mixed with wire and thorns.
He checked the height with his eyes, took a few steps back, and then jumped.Without any leverage, like a flying bird, it lightly crossed the obstacle and landed on the beach silently.Then he walked down the cliff without making any sound.
If Ursula was here at this time, she must be amazed at the magic of the elf blood. It is obviously soft and easy to sink into the sand, but little Sherlock Holmes did not leave a trace of footprints. , the snapping sound of a fine hand-crafted Oxford sole and ground contact is completely different.
But it's also elegant. Before, he was a traditional gentleman, but now he looks more like a skilled assassin.In an instant he was under the black stone wall.
Facing this complete cliff, he had a bit of a headache.There really isn't any entrance to indicate that there is a treasure cave here.
But Eric Holmes was not discouraged. After groping for a while on the black rock, he closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, the dark silver-gray eyes that Ursula had secretly admired for a long time became lighter.The feeling of flowing mercury is no longer an illusion of light and shadow, but actually flowing in the pupils.
The young Holmes looked at the rock again, and the outside world still seemed unchanged, but if someone looked into his eyes at this time, from the reflection in his radiant eyes, one could see a door decorated with gold ornaments, engraved with Suddenly the gate of the wondrous rune appeared.
He smiled silently, stepped forward and pushed lightly, a ray of light flashed, and his whole figure disappeared on the sunny beach out of thin air.
In the living room of the mansion in the village not far away, the atmosphere of conversation was intense.However, two people felt something, raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the faintly visible sea horizon from the window on the side of the room.
After a while, Mr. Lando, who was laughing, suddenly changed his color.
"Please forgive me for a while, there are some things that I need to deal with suddenly." Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he left in a hurry.
Sherlock Holmes, in his customary long nightgown, was curled up on the couch with a map spread out over him.
"Guess what I found, Watson." He was full of energy, not tired from staying up all night. "The Diary of a Royal Pirate of the Last Century."
The doctor looked at the old book with the library mark on it, but turned his attention in another direction, "How did you take this ancient book out of the library?"
"Aha, my friend. Don't think about it, and take back your skeptical expression." Holmes knocked his pipe into the filled ashtray, scattering a lot of debris. "It's just a small favor I once did to the person in charge there."
"Oh, Holmes." Dr. Watson grabbed the ashtray to save their poor coffee table from another disaster. "You consume so much tobacco, have you researched anything? I thought you were borrowing books about mermaids, but I didn't expect you to be a pirate."
"Of course it's a brilliant case." Seeing that Watson confiscated the ashtray, he simply put out the pipe.He picked up the magnifying glass beside him and looked down at the map.
After looking at it for a while, Holmes fell into deep thought.Seeing this, Dr. Watson did not disturb his thoughts, and simply packed up the house.
After a while, the other party suddenly raised his head and said to him in an eager tone: "My dear friend, do you want to write another story about the treasure? Your four-signed book has been a long time ago. Let's do it again one by one." How about a thousand and one nights-like adventure, give your readers a gluttonous feast."
"Another treasure?" Watson stopped holding the trash can, surprised. "Are you serious, Holmes!"
"Yes, treasure! Pirates! There are also mermaids! Are these elements enough? Do you want to see them? Doctor." Holmes encouraged with his cheerful smile when encountering rare events.
"I'm very interested, but we still have to wait for the two children to come before we start."
"No, now!" Holmes replied unexpectedly.
"Now, but Ursula and young Mr. Holmes are supposed to be leaving this evening. We're going to miss them. That's not right, my friend." Dr. Watson shook his head.
"The trains will not resume so quickly. It will be the next night at least." Holmes handed over a morning paper that had just arrived. The stop area will be hit by a once-in-a-decade megastorm, which will prevent normal train traffic."
"It's really, alas." Dr. Watson felt that the two children were simply unlucky. The train had to be repaired with great difficulty, and this kind of ghostly weather happened again.
"Then let's go, Watson." Holmes got up neatly, and hurriedly took down a train timetable from the mantelpiece. "The early train at 8 o'clock this morning can go to a nearby town in the evening. Let's take another bus. I can expect to arrive tomorrow afternoon. Is ten minutes enough to pack, Watson."
"Enough," replied the doctor who had a long military life, and Holmes had completely aroused his interest. "We can also surprise the two children. Hahaha."
Let go of the two adult groups who plan to make trouble and pick up the children by the way.
Ursula and Eric Holmes, still ignorant of their upcoming meeting with their parents, decide to split up.
They agreed that since it is a competition, it is only fair to find clues according to their own ideas, and the relics of the father of Mr. Opal, a folklorist who loves to cry, are bonus points. Another made a not-too-excessive request.
As soon as Ursula and young Holmes parted, they walked towards Mr. Lando's house.Unlike Eric, who was going to knock sideways, she wanted to chat directly with the heroine, oh, the fake heroine.
In fact, she felt that little Sherlock Holmes had such a plan in the first place, but his sense of being at odds with marine life clearly made him hesitate.
She didn't go directly either, and went back to the hotel to buy some special desserts recommended by the proprietress before starting again.
"Hello, I am also a passenger of the Green Express. My name is Ursula Watson. I just separated from everyone and thought about buying some special desserts from the Whale Inn to impress Miss Alisa. Poor girl, everyone I can't feel at ease to take a good tour of this beautiful village."
"Oh, you are so sweet, miss." The maid who came to open the door showed a knowing expression, and after notifying the master, she led her into the living room.
Everyone in the living room was there, including the fake Miss Alyssa.She changed into a pure white dress, and was snuggling up beside her fiancé, eating the belated morning tea every mouthful.
"It seems that I came at just the right time. I brought the most famous cakes and pies in the area to replenish everyone's happy energy."
"You are really welcome, Miss Watson." Mr. Lando, the owner, stood up and greeted her. "Ah, this is the dessert of the Whale Inn. You are so considerate, and my guests really haven't had a chance to taste it. If not If you bring it, it means that my host is not entertaining enough."
"You are being polite. There is no more hospitable host than you. If my companion and I did not want to experience more cultural features, we would definitely bother you." Ursula replied.
Her gift was welcomed by guests who hadn't visited much yesterday.It also changed the slightly dull atmosphere in the room, and everyone asked her about the interesting things in the village.
After dismissing everyone with some knowledge, she turned to Miss Alisa again, but she spoke to Earl Hayden.
"If you don't dislike it, I would be happy to be a company with Miss Alyssa." Ursula said, "I think Miss Alyssa's mother has been frightened this time and needs a good rest. Your Excellency Hayden It’s impossible to be with your fiancée all the time, there are always times when it’s inconvenient. And we’re about the same age and know how to use guns, so I don’t think Miss Alyssa can’t be stuck in the house all the time because of a monster.”
"I don't know if there is a chance for me to be friends with Miss Alisa." She made a brave and enthusiastic young girl, and smiled heartily.
Earl Hayden hesitated, but did not agree for Alisa.
Instead, Miss Alisa, who had been silent all this time, raised her head, and she gave Ursula a gentle smile: "Thank you very much, I am very happy."
"Alyssa!" Earl Hayden wanted to say something, but his hand was held down by Miss Alyssa.
"It's all right, Rhett. Miss Watson is right, we can't be together all the time. It's very grateful that she would help us, isn't it?"
After she finished speaking, she looked over and met Ursula's eyes.
For the first time Ursula saw clearly the lady's eyes, which she thought were black in front of her, but were in fact dark blue, like the deep sea, into which no light could shine.But still beautiful, and Ursula wondered whether the eyes were possessed or just a natural feature.
"In the afternoon, I want to go to the garden to bask in the sun. I wonder if Miss Watson is willing to accompany me?" Miss Alisa stared at Ursula firmly with her eyes that could not see the reflection at all.
"Of course~" Ursula returned a bright smile.
The corners of Miss Alisa's mouth twitched slightly, and then she turned her attention to the blond nobleman.
Ursula narrowed her eyes slightly looking at this genuinely concubine-loving situation.
Ha, true love?Does Mr. Lando know that his beloved fiancée has changed under the shell?
Ursula was happily drinking tea and watching the beautiful love, while Eric Holmes on the other side went straight to the beach after parting.He planned to explore the treasure place under the condition that Ursula could contain Mr. Lando himself.
The sandy beach at the end of the village was open, so he circled around, and according to the notes Mr. Opal had brought, he found the seaside cliff surrounded by a fence mixed with wire and thorns.
He checked the height with his eyes, took a few steps back, and then jumped.Without any leverage, like a flying bird, it lightly crossed the obstacle and landed on the beach silently.Then he walked down the cliff without making any sound.
If Ursula was here at this time, she must be amazed at the magic of the elf blood. It is obviously soft and easy to sink into the sand, but little Sherlock Holmes did not leave a trace of footprints. , the snapping sound of a fine hand-crafted Oxford sole and ground contact is completely different.
But it's also elegant. Before, he was a traditional gentleman, but now he looks more like a skilled assassin.In an instant he was under the black stone wall.
Facing this complete cliff, he had a bit of a headache.There really isn't any entrance to indicate that there is a treasure cave here.
But Eric Holmes was not discouraged. After groping for a while on the black rock, he closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, the dark silver-gray eyes that Ursula had secretly admired for a long time became lighter.The feeling of flowing mercury is no longer an illusion of light and shadow, but actually flowing in the pupils.
The young Holmes looked at the rock again, and the outside world still seemed unchanged, but if someone looked into his eyes at this time, from the reflection in his radiant eyes, one could see a door decorated with gold ornaments, engraved with Suddenly the gate of the wondrous rune appeared.
He smiled silently, stepped forward and pushed lightly, a ray of light flashed, and his whole figure disappeared on the sunny beach out of thin air.
In the living room of the mansion in the village not far away, the atmosphere of conversation was intense.However, two people felt something, raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the faintly visible sea horizon from the window on the side of the room.
After a while, Mr. Lando, who was laughing, suddenly changed his color.
"Please forgive me for a while, there are some things that I need to deal with suddenly." Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he left in a hurry.
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