My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

Adelia knew that she was not on the main battlefield, so she lay down happily and went to work as usual, but Joanna said that she had some personal matters to deal with recently, so Adelia took a male student Roy instead. , It was the person sent by McCaw who carried Moran away after the confrontation with Moran that day.

After dinner that day, Adlia sorted out the outpatient case data of the day in the conference room as usual.Osera went out for a walk.

The door was pushed open by Joanna in a panic.

"Doctor Heston!" Joanna paled, checked that there was no one behind, locked the door, and closed the window.

"What's going on?" Adelia frowned, a little puzzled by her behavior.

"I heard Milverton threatening you that day," Joanna cut directly to the point, "I know this man, you know, the maid can always get news, especially he is trying hard to get news from the servant servants."

She swallowed hard, and finished speaking in one breath as if she was afraid of regretting herself: "I have dealt with him before, and I know where he hid the letter."

Adelia almost stood up in shock. She clenched her fists to suppress the changes in her emotions, but there was still a bit of disbelief leaking from her eyes.

"I know you might be disillusioned with me, Dr. Heston, but," Joanna burst into tears, "I know he must be smelling the engagement, he's going to ruin you, I can't Just sit idly by."

Adelia took a deep breath, stood up, tried to guide the fragile girl to the seat and let her sit down, but she stood stubbornly.

"Will you forgive me?" Joanna was obviously flustered, her eyes flickered, afraid of being denied.

"I don't know who you have hurt by your actions," Adelia said carefully. "I can't forgive you for him or her, but I will be moved by your honesty to me."

"That's enough, Dr. Hurston," she sobbed. "I've got Sir Brackenstadt's envelope, and tricked Milverton into containing a letter of more value than yours, and I'll go to Saw him twice, raised the price to five hundred pounds, and I went to see him again this afternoon, and I stole his key."

Adelia was overwhelmed by the girl's audacity.

It took her a while to find her voice: "This is legally unacceptable."

She paused: "You are a little risky, and this will get you in trouble."

She forced Joanna to sit down, then glanced at the time.

"Actually, for villains like Milverton, perhaps we should take some special measures." Adlia pursed her lips, and she paused, "You know Sherlock Holmes, right?"

Joanna nodded.

Adlia gestured to the figures of herself and Joanna, then took a piece of paper and wrote a few words to Mrs. Hudson.

"Now, put on my men's clothes, and you still have time to catch the last train back to London. Go immediately, and when you arrive, take a carriage to 221B Baker Street, and say to find Sherlock Holmes. He may not be at home, and then you ask her, is it right? Mrs. Hudson, a very kind lady with a round face, that's my aunt," she smiled quickly, "give her this paper, and my aunt will take you in."

Joanna wiped her tears and nodded.

"Joanna, I trust you," Adelia looked into her eyes seriously, "Give me Sir Brackenstadt's envelope, the key, and tell me the truth about Elpurdo's situation." Sherlock, and then Sherlock will arrange you in one of my former properties, you hide for a while, and when Milverton leaves Kent, I will send a letter to call you back."

"Will Milverton come to trouble you?" Joanna carefully wrote down all the arrangements, and when she was about to go out, she turned around and asked her.

"Maybe, please tell that detective about this, so that he can solve it quickly," Adlia said calmly. She still had some change and two gold coins in her pocket, and gave them to Joanna in one go. , and took Joanna to her room to take out the men's clothes at the bottom of the box for her to change into.

It wasn't until Joanna left that Adelia was relieved.She did have money, but she couldn't withdraw it for the time being—she paced back and forth in the house, rashly believing that Joanna might not be right, but she still trusted Joanna's character at work.Hope this thing goes well.

—it was her turn to visit Millverton and buy Joanna some time.

For the extortion amount of [-] pounds, at least a deposit of [-] pounds is required to be regarded as sincerity.

She quickly opened the drawer, and there was a checkbook, from Suburban Bank.

She wrote the number, signed Rhea Heston's name, and then found another coachman who was usually at the clinic and asked him to help call Milverton.

A series of things made her a little anxious. She calmed down at her desk, took a deep breath, and tried to drive away the anxiety and laziness.

>>>>>>>>>>>

Baker Street.

Sherlock was busy outside and returned to the apartment at ten o'clock in the evening, ready to change into night clothes before going out. It was rare that Mrs. Hudson hadn't gone to bed yet, but was waiting for him.

"There's a girl upstairs, and Adrian called her," Mrs. Hudson handed him the note. "Look, I can understand the first half of the sentence, but the rest is a mess."

[Auntie, please keep Joanna and give her somewhere to go until Sherlock returns.Tell Sherlock that she has the key he needs. ]

There is a row of ghostly characters at the back. Even though Sherlock has been busy all day, he can't help laughing at this moment. Fortunately, he is familiar with her notebook and can easily decipher:

[She has the key to Milverton, find a place for her to protect her until the end of the Milverton incident.I try to drag Millverton in Kent.By the way, put three hundred pounds into my account, I have no money, Suburban Bank, see the back of the account.You move quickly. AH]

"Mrs. Hudson, you have been of great help." Sherlock kissed the back of the landlady's hand, walked back to the room in two steps, opened the door, and saw Adlia's assistant with a pale face, "Ah Delia—I mean, Rhea, she called you Joanna?"

Joanna smiled with a pale face: "Joanna Byrd, Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock used his ability as usual, but he didn't show it to the young lady. He only comforted him a little, and asked about the process again.He judged her words to be credible.

"So, Miss Bird, please wait a moment, Milverton has been here, I'm afraid it's not safe here, I have to take you to my friend in Paddington, ah, you know Dr. Watson " Sherlock immediately made a decision, went back to his room and rummaged through it, took a suitcase out, and changed into a dark black formal suit, as if he was going out to watch a show, he stood at the window and shouted One, "Billy!"

"Don't worry too much. I will ask Watson to come to Baker Street to rest. I just need to trouble Mary, his wife, to take care of you for a while. You don't look well."

Joanna pursed her lips: "When are you going to deal with Milverton's matter? I don't want Dr. Rhea's reputation to be damaged in the slightest because of that villain. Also, is Dr. Rhea really going to get engaged? I know you……"

She didn't finish.

Sherlock made a gesture of silence: "Miss Bird, you are very brave about Milverton, you should leave it to me, and you will tell me where the things are, the layout of the room, and the keys. Here, if I can't solve it, I'm afraid I'm not good enough for her in your heart—you just need to have a good rest."

"As for the engagement," Sherlock suppressed his own smile, "Of course it is, but the hero is probably me."

Joanna's eyes widened in disbelief.

Paddington area.

Watson happened to be chatting with Mary about what he had seen and heard in Kent these days.

"You made Holmes too weird, but he still possesses some chivalrous spirit and gentlemanly demeanor," Mary teased. "It's not surprising that he has some romantic feelings."

"Well, you still don't believe that what I wrote is really not all exaggeration." Watson sighed.

"Of course I believe it," Mary couldn't help laughing, "just because he often calls you to help at any time and place—"

"Is there someone knocking on the door? Is it an emergency?" Mary asked suddenly.

Watson frowned and opened the door: "Holmes—this is you?"

He was startled and laughed, and looked back at his wife: "Look, it's like calling, he came just as soon as I mentioned it."

"Brother Watson, I'm sorry to disturb your time alone with your wife. Ah, Mary, long time no see."

Mary sat in the light and nodded to him.

"I didn't intend to disturb," Sherlock said, "but at this point in time, I can't find a more suitable person for the place I'm going, Mary, I think you don't mind lending your loyal husband temporarily , to help me a little bit, so that my engagement banquet can go smoothly?"

"The engagement banquet, so soon?" Mary raised her eyebrows.

Watson said: "Look, you still don't believe me when I say that he is pretending to be his fiancé."

Sherlock no longer responded to the teasing between the husband and wife, and pushed Joanna behind him.

"Joanna?" Watson was taken aback.

"Uh, excuse me, Dr. Watson, Mrs. Watson." Joanna was a little out of sorts.

"Joanna has been of great help in this matter, and I would like to implore you to take her in for one night—one night will be enough, Watson, and would you like to go to Baker Street to rest tonight?"

Watson couldn't quite understand the arrangement, but he knew that this friend often had special intentions, so he looked at Mary.Mary only thought that they were both amused, so she came over and took Joanna's hand gently.

"I heard from John that you are Miss Hudson's assistant, aren't you?" Mary patted her hand lightly, guiding her to the sofa to sit down, "Just tonight I can chat with you about Hudson Miss Desen, I'm so curious about her."

She obviously does not hinder her husband's adventure, her eyes are gentle and tolerant.

Sherlock's gaze was slightly avoided, and he couldn't help but take another look at the relationship between the husband and wife.

— Tsk, he and Adlia must be closer.

The author says:

recovery day more orz

I figured it should be over during the Chinese New Year! (serene)

In fact, I originally wanted to write about the case of organ transplantation, which echoed the foreshadowing of the first case. Later, I found that I was writing too much, and made this matter a nobleman. After McCoff intervened, some arrangements did not move. .

I'm a Buddha, maybe I'm destined not to write a big interesting case (sigh)

I wish you all a happy new year~

感谢在2022-01-2323:55:23~2022-01-2512:58:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Miss Meow’s favorite fish hotpot; 15 bottles of Yiyu; 6 bottles of rice noodles wrapped in cold skin; 1 bottle of Difficult to wake up from a dream;

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