My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

Chapter 54 Transformation 5

When Adelia got up, she found that Sherlock was already eating breakfast.

"Are you going to leave today?" Sherlock seemed in a good mood.

"Ah, yes," Adelia looked rather depressed. "The train arrives after nine o'clock. I'll leave at about 08:30. The carriage will arrive at Victoria Station in half an hour."

Compared with Adlia, Sherlock's state of mind is more like a person who is excited about going on vacation. He suddenly remembered a previous case, waved a knife and fork and spoke enthusiastically: "Maybe I finished chatting with you yesterday about Regarding the case of the crown and the ceremony, I have been quite leisurely recently, and I had a rare dream last night."

Adelia opened the chair: "Huh?"

"Perhaps you remember the incident with the Gloria Scott?" He watched her expression, to his dismay, "My God, you don't seem to have the slightest impression—I thought you would at least Concerned about the first case of your friend embarking on a detective journey."

Adelia: I only know "A Study in Scarlet", "Dancing Little People", "The Hound of the Baskervilles", but I haven't sent you out as a novel, can you receive these commissions?

Thinking of this, Adelia seemed even more depressed.

"You never told me, and I haven't seen its file," Adlia said, "but you made me curious."

"Then I didn't tell you, the only friend I knew during my two years in college—" Sherlock drew his voice, drawing the attention of his sleepy friend.

Adelia's head was a little buzzing: Oops, is Watson Holmes' only friend after all?Am I so bad at it?How many friends does Sherlock Holmes have?

And there's-

"Two years in college, but you have only been in college for two years? You didn't even tell me about this."

She rubbed her forehead, feeling that the amount of information was a bit too much.

Sherlock didn't know why, but a little smile floated on his face-maybe it was because his friend finally showed some active curiosity and concern for himself out of friendship rather than cold?No one can fully guess Sherlock's mind.

"That's really my negligence, not letting my assistant understand my resume," Sherlock joked loudly, with a lively tongue at the end of the sentence, "I'm afraid I didn't say that, I studied for two years in college Afterwards, I rented a small room on Montague Street near the British Museum to study my scientific problems, and my reasoning ability emerged in those two years of university life, so some classmates introduced cases to me.”

"If you have dropped out of school, it can indeed explain the fact that you are older than me, but you are my junior." Adlia couldn't help but figure out the approximate age of Holmes, "Isn't that right, Junior Holmes. "

"Then let's talk about the 'Gloria Scott' sailing incident," he deliberately skipped the topic of age, "I was immersed in the exercise of reasoning ability for two years in college, so I always seemed very withdrawn—"

Today Sherlock ate very slowly and talkatively, and would have picked up his pipe and puffed away at this time of day.As he ate peanuts slowly, he talked about his friend Trevor, who met when Trevor's bulldog bit his ankle...

Adelia had been listening indifferently, but Sherlock suddenly lost his voice.

"Holmes?" She raised her head from the dinner plate a little too late to react, but saw her friend clutching his neck in pain, wheezing unbearably but unable to make a sound, when she noticed the peanuts on the plate Then she reacted suddenly - as if it was her muscle memory, she almost jumped out of the chair, "Spit it out!"

Sherlock didn't look well, and Adlia quickly went around behind him, moved the chair away, held Sherlock's upper abdomen with her hands and cupped her fists, and suddenly rushed upward obliquely—the effect was quite obvious, he smashed the peanut Spit it out.

For the first time, Adelia thanked herself for mastering Heimlich's first aid method well, otherwise she would be the biggest culprit before the big detective crashed and debuted.

She moved very quickly, and it didn't even take more than a minute from the moment she found out to when he spit out the foreign object.

"This moment really hurts me," Sherlock touched his neck, his voice a little hoarse, "Thank you Dr. Hudson for saving your life."

"You're welcome," Adelia sat back to her seat as usual, "But I still suggest that you don't talk while eating something that is easy to get stuck. Next time you may not have me next time."

She wasn't saying "you don't necessarily have a doctor by your side."

Sherlock smiled in a dazed way, took out a pipe out of nowhere, then put it down silently under Adlia's "fierce" eyes, picked up the teacup and took a sip as if to cover up.

At this time, Adlia began to think about whether there was Heimlich's first aid in this era, but she had already done it, and it would be a sin if Holmes really choked to death.

"So, have you ever thought that you are really suitable to be a doctor?" Sherlock casually started a new topic, maybe this is what he wanted to ask.

Adelia, who was a little happy to put down the pipe for Sherlock just now, seemed to have no interest in this topic. She seemed to be unable to control the hand holding the table knife well, and the harsh sound of the table knife across the plate also put her out of trouble. wake up.

It was precisely when she was hesitating and struggling that she asked this question.

She seemed to speak calmly: "Being a doctor requires some idealism, and I don't have that many feelings."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "So you help me only because I'm your friend, not because I'm a patient?"

You talk too much.Adelia couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.But she still doesn't show her emotions too much: "Of course."

Sherlock nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed my honor."

Adelia glanced at the time, and was not in the mood to eat anymore: "It's almost time for me to leave."

Sherlock also glanced at the time, it was too early to set off now.However, he didn't expose his friend, and even stood up to help Adelia pick up her luggage.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the carriage." He carried the luggage and put on his hat and scarf. "I just have to go to the dissection room soon."

Adelia didn't refuse.

The two went downstairs in silence, and Mrs. Hudson was just about to go out: "Are you leaving now?"

Adelia nodded and hugged her: "I will take a good rest and come back refreshed."

Mrs. Hudson smiled cheerfully: "Remember to bring me a Christmas present."

She kissed Adelia on the cheek.

Then Mrs. Hudson hugged Sherlock: "Bon voyage."

Um?Do you still use Bon voyage to work?This doubt flitted through Adelia's mind for a short time, but because she kept watching Mrs. Hudson, she didn't notice Sherlock's winking at her aunt.

"—Go to work." Mrs. Hudson patted Sherlock's arm, smiling.

Sherlock helped Adlia into the carriage and handed her the bag.

Adlia turned her head and looked at him under the car: "You are very attentive today."

Sherlock smiled slightly: "After all, you are the savior."

Adelia touched her pocket, and sure enough, there were some coins as usual. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and took out a copper coin and threw it over.

"Thank you for your kind service, sir."

The carriage moved slowly.

Sherlock opened his palm and looked at the penny, and couldn't help laughing—when did this person develop this habit?He has saved four or five coins.

He stood still and watched the carriage go away.

"See you later!" he said.

The people in the carriage naturally wouldn't respond.

Sherlock took out his pocket watch and checked the time again. Well, he still has time to tidy up a little.

Back in the room, seeing that the dining table hadn't been cleared, the smile on the corner of Sherlock's mouth gradually dropped: Adrian's move just now was really ruthless. He wanted to try his friend to see if there was any other way. It was tested.

He admired his friend's neat and urgent but not flustered appearance very much.

He has never seen it anywhere, but he can roughly guess the principle based on his knowledge of anatomy. Where did Adrian learn it?Or did you invent this method yourself?Sherlock can't help but think about each other's past.

He walked to the table and opened the drawer again.

The notebook still hasn't been taken away.

His eyes fell on the notebook for a long time, and then he took it out.

Speaking of which, his acting skills were not bad, and he successfully fooled a doctor.

Adelia sat alone in the carriage, the wind was a bit cold, and she didn't want to use the blanket on the carriage, so she carried it for half an hour, which made her heart feel cold.When she arrived at the station, it was crowded and noisy. She felt a little uncomfortable and regretted going out so early.

She waited silently for more than half an hour. The uproar was just a lonely additive at this moment, and she couldn't stop her thoughts from slipping in a negative direction.The book was on the top of the package, and she was too lazy to open it.

Maybe she can try to observe the people around her like a detective roommate?

She wanted to try Sherlock's unique reasoning, to divert attention from "solitude" itself.

Well, this man, perhaps an officer?The man, ah, cross-dresses as a man, but doesn't seem to be as successful as himself.

She seems to have figured out something interesting.

A lover who is hard to leave, a business traveler with an indifferent face, and a family who escaped together in winter...

It was as if she was alone.

She took a deep breath and walked slowly along the crowd to the platform.Standing in front of the car door, she didn't know if she was waiting for something, so she was stunned for a while.

"Long time no see, dear Adrian, are you waiting for me?"

The author says:

Hey, adr, textbook level duplicity

Fu: ok, since you wish, I will ask for leave.

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As for tomorrow's update... Let's see if I can figure it out tonight... If it doesn't work out, forget it...

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