My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

In the meeting room, both of them fell silent, facing each other silently.

"How can you prove that the letter belongs to me?" Adlia seemed unmoved, "I can tell Laiburn that the letter is forged."

"That's true," Milverton said with a commercial smirk, "Little Brackenstow is still young, so he might believe it, but as far as I know, Sir Brackenstow probably doesn't like you very much and doesn't support this idea." Otherwise, at your age, it should be a wedding ceremony rather than an engagement banquet."

"I need to read this letter," she said calmly.

"Of course I won't be so stupid as to hand over the original to you," Milverton took out a handwritten copy, "Three days before the engagement banquet, I think I can receive my reward, right?"

Milverton looked at Adelia suggestively.He had some respect for this female doctor, at least she didn't panic like other clients, and even fainted when she saw his carriage.

"The address is the one on the business card?" Adelia confirmed.

"Of course, you are welcome at any time." Milverton looked thoughtfully behind the door, got up and left in slow motion.

Adlia watched the round ball-like figure roll out of her sight, held the manuscript, and sighed.She originally considered acting a little panicked, but she was really not very good at acting, so she could only face paralyzed.

Therefore, a love letter was passed around, and everyone except Sherlock himself seemed to have read it once.

She couldn't help but feel helpless and funny-she must write this sentence in the letter.

El Pudo is still some distance away from Kent County. Presumably Milverton will not come again in the future, so she should work hard.

As for what is open or not, there is no harm in it except a little shame.If it doesn’t work, restore her real name to Adelia. What does Rhea Heston’s matter have to do with her, Adelia Hudson.

Baker Street.

Watson, who was curious about how the Milverton case should be resolved, went back to 221B to visit his old friend while taking a walk in the evening.His friend was lying on the sofa, holding a pipe, he should have just finished smoking, but he didn't plan to continue it for the time being.

"You won't hide the shredded tobacco in your slippers again and let me take it?" Watson teased.

"Ah, you said that, I threw it away," Sherlock let out a long breath, "I'm quitting smoking."

Watson was used to attributing all the anomalies from his friends to Adlia, so he didn't take the trouble to ask.He looked at the newspapers all over the floor, picked up two at random, and several news items were marked, such as the marriage between the noble lady Miles and Colonel Dorkin: "These are all related to Milverton? "

"I pretended to be a plumber and sneaked into El Pudo," Sherlock said hoarsely, "He built himself a cage, and it's not easy to find out what's going on inside."

"If you say that, then I dare to guess that you may have gained something?"

"Not exactly, but let's just say," said Sherlock, sitting up abruptly, looking a little downcast, "I even had a couple of moments when I felt I needed to thank God for giving me a talent that I used to solve cases. Instead of creating evil, otherwise London would be over."

Suddenly there was the sound of a carriage downstairs, and Sherlock glanced at the clock: "You came just in time, Milverton is coming, do I look haggard enough?"

"I have no doubt that you stayed up all night."

Sherlock laughed complacently, and restrained himself after the sound of footsteps, showing a dejected look.

"I was surprised to hear from you, Mr. Holmes." Milverton sat down calmly. "I just came back from Kent—ah, about the lady's little secret, are you sure it's convenient for someone to listen?"

"Watson knows everything, and I'm afraid I'm not in good health recently, and I need his help with some things," Sherlock said listlessly, leaning on the sofa, "Let me give you your price."

"Twelve hundred pounds, a small sum - all it takes is for her to exchange the wedding diamonds for glass."

Sherlock was still lying on the sofa: "She is just an ordinary doctor, and she can't afford that much money."

Milverton was also a little uncertain about his asking price - especially he couldn't tell whether the detective in front of him wanted to ruin the engagement banquet or ensure it went ahead.

"She entrusted me to deal with this matter. After all, the letter was lost from me," Sherlock said bitterly, "but you can easily imagine that for me, missing that letter caused us to part."

Milverton was a little nervous, but he hid it well and said in a calm tone: "So, it seems that you are willing to make that letter public?"

"How could I destroy her for myself?" He showed a vacillating look, "Don't bother her life any more, I'll take care of all this - I have a commission from the royal family recently, if Once it’s done, I’m afraid there won’t be any shortage of money.”

Milverton lowered his chin: "I've heard about your famous name, so it's not difficult for you to imagine."

"When is the deal?" asked Sherlock.

"Three days before the engagement banquet, on April 28, El Pudo will prepare your dinner that night."

Sherlock nodded lazily, and lay back on the sofa with a haggard look for Yixiao, as if he had exhausted his last strength to beckon Watson to see the guest off.

Watson watched here for a long time and didn't know what happened, so he could only send this disliked ball out the door.

When he walked downstairs, Milverton suddenly asked: "May I know which crown prince's commission Mr. Holmes is busy with recently?"

Watson was a little nervous. Holmes hadn't told him what to say.He could only say vaguely: "We have always kept the entrustment of these noble people a secret."

Milverton stared at him for a while, then smirked, turned and climbed into his carriage.

Watson returned upstairs to find his friend alive and well.

"Ah, Watson, is it not pleasant to deal with him? His eyes are always disgusting. Did he ask you anything?"

"He asked me what commission you were busy with, and I said we were going to keep it a secret, but I don't think he believed it."

"He just doesn't believe it," Sherlock put his pipe back in the drawer, took out a pen and paper and didn't know what he was writing, and then threw down the pen in a hurry after finishing writing, "He thought I didn't want the engagement party to go on, so he realized that there was no point in looking for me. Big, and the exposure of Adelia’s letter, a sum of [-] pounds is not a good negative example. Recently, he has no new business for the time being, so he will definitely go to Kent to look for Adelia again. —If that’s the case, it’s much easier to handle.”

"Mr. Holmes, a letter from Kent—" Mrs. Hudson opened the door.

"Ah, thank you so much, Mrs. Hudson," Sherlock jumped over the sofa to pick up the letter, kissed the back of the landlady's hand, "If I'm not here, please put the letter from Kent in the drawer for me, don't Let others see, if there is a commission for finding a kitten or a dog—forget it, the commission for finding a puppy must be put away, I like it so much recently."

Mrs. Hudson was a little puzzled. She and Watson met their eyes and made an indescribable expression, as if saying "you can look at him" in her eyes.However, Watson is not particularly sympathetic. I just want to ask the lovely landlady, do you know that your niece is about to run away with this far-fetched detective?

Although he knew in his heart that the engagement was fake, Sir Brackenstadt still made the arrangements dutifully, and Adlia had to go to Grange Manor from time to time in her free time.However, here is also a bit of an advantage, her correspondence with Mycroft is more convenient and quicker.

McCoff told her that the place where Moriarty's men performed surgery happened to be the clinic opened by Wilson, the one in the Surrey area. They sold the entire apartment, but only used two floors of it as a clinic.But because there was no legitimate reason and no search warrant, they did not startle the snake for the time being.The letter detailed the staff who have been in and out of here for a long time, and several doctors who have been visiting, and asked Adelia if she had any ideas.

Adlia carefully drew the floor plan of the clinic that Wilson had shown her at the time, and roughly wrote down a few points for attention during the transplant operation—as far as the technological level of this era is concerned, it is very likely to provide Both the body and the recipient are operated on at the same time.She wrote in the letter:

[I'm not a detective, from a doctor's point of view: First, if they are not sure about the condition of organ preservation, they may need to operate on both the recipient and the donor at the same time, that is to say, two patients will enter the operating room at the same time; Secondly, if the operation is improper, or if the rejection patient dies after the operation, where will the corpse go? Then, Richard's grasp of the case is considered to be the best among his peers, and he will definitely record it. Artie dominates, so will someone copy him?Finally, if the business here has been stable, what kind of patients are willing to risk their lives for surgery, or are they simply cheated?I have read the information about the suspicious corpses you gave, and I suggest to observe why these young and strong men appear in this clinic, maybe they are deceived by interests. ]

She wrote a bunch of eloquently, thought about it, and wrote another letter to Wilson, asking about his recent situation.The two letters were sent by Grange Manor's loyal courier.As for the letter to Sherlock?Well, put it away, and she won't reply until the big detective writes to her.

As usual, she was about to ride her bicycle back to the clinic, but accidentally saw Joanna's bicycle.Adelia asked the housekeeper, and the housekeeper said that Joanna seemed to be chatting with a friend.Adelia didn't take it too seriously, but when she rode to the gate of the manor, she saw Joanna who looked absent-minded.

"Joanna!" she called her, raising her voice a little.

Joanna looked a little startled, and smiled when she saw her: "Doctor Heston, you are here today."

Adelia was a little confused, and she was usually not in front of patients. Joanna always called herself Rhea: "You don't look well, what's wrong?"

Joanna smiled unnaturally, and covered her stomach with her hands: "I am, I feel a little uncomfortable, and then today in the clinic, Milverton came to see you again, I told him that you are not here, he said that he has been in Kent recently , he will come to you when it is convenient for you."

Adlia frowned: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me in time."

Joanna nodded and smiled: "My friend is still waiting for me, I brought her some snacks."

The author says:

I forgot to bring my computer charger. I don’t know if I can make it tonight... If I can’t make it, I’ll take a day off and give an early warning

I don't know orz

Please someone else send it for me.

Well, I feel like everyone is tired (x) after the reunion, and then we will smoothly transition to the end like this... I am also a little tired.

但还是感谢投雷滴和评论滴小天使哦，么么哒-333-感谢在2022-01-2217:00:34~2022-01-2323:55:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 mirror;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 little dongdong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?