My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

April [-]st morning.

When I got up, I was still a little out of breath, and I was sitting at the table in a bad mood and slowly eating breakfast, while my roommate, who came back late last night, was still reading the newspaper in good spirits.

"Watson, I'm getting married," Holmes said suddenly.

"Well, what's the news—" I reacted suddenly, "Wait, you mean?"

"I said, I'm getting married, maybe ahead of you, and I'll be on May [-]st." He moved the newspaper down to reveal his eyes, and a smile came out of it.

"My friend, congratulations! With whom? I've never seen you have an affair?" To be honest, I almost jumped up from the table.

"Don't be so surprised, you're actually quite sensitive," Sherlock simply put the newspaper aside, "Do you remember Adlia Hudson?"

"The landlady's niece?" I answered immediately.

"The last time she entrusted me to deal with that gambler cousin behind the back of the landlady, I'm afraid you still remember," he smiled slightly, "I remember I praised her for being brave."

"Yes, it's rare for you," I really woke up, but I suddenly glanced at the desk calendar, "Isn't this an April Fool's joke?"

"You asked the same question as her." Holmes felt helpless. "Why do you believe that I am willing to celebrate April Fool's Day? It's just a coincidence."

"After all, you don't look like the one to get married," I replied.

"Yes, yes, especially after you published the scandal in Bohemia, you cut me off from the word affection even more," he smiled and lit his cigar and gave me one, "I think I Have to cherish the last month of single time, she has started to control my nicotine early."

Hearing this sentence, I was simply overjoyed.You know, this friend of mine has even been addicted to mental stimulation worse than nicotine. He has always been like this, and he often does some unreasonable things when he is not working.But because of this, I am even more curious about Miss Hudson. I admit that she is a very attractive woman, with some cold sadness on her brows, but this does not attract my friend, a ruthless reasoning machine .

But recalling it this way, Holmes treated Miss Hudson really special when she came to entrust her. Not only did he graciously help hang up the hat, but he also led the lady who was drenched in the rain to the fireplace and poured hot water for her. , Dry the gloves again.

"But Miss Hudson doesn't come to the door very often. How did you get along with each other?" I racked my brains and couldn't figure out how they got together.

"Actually, I knew her earlier than I knew you." He seemed to have a rare interest in talking about it. "Thinking about it, I really didn't reveal her identity in front of anyone, including you. On the surface, she is A company typist, who is actually a doctor—I met him through Dr. Stilton, who was her male identity. You can hardly imagine that when Stilton introduced us both, The funny way we stare and stare."

"Wait, Holmes, this is too much information." I was taken aback for a moment, "Wait, aren't you talking about the Dr. Hurston you often mentioned?"

"I said, you are still very sensitive." He laughed.

How could I not react?At that time, in the case of "A Study in Scarlet", he held up the poison and said he would show it to Dr. that doctor.Even though I didn't see it with my own eyes, I was sure that Dr. Hurston was probably very proficient in his profession, and he also had a lot of knowledge in toxicology and forensic science, so I voted for my eccentric detective friend.

At that time, I also thought that Holmes never shied away from me, no matter whether he was an agent or a client, but this Dr. Hurston frequently appeared in the chats, but I had never seen him!

Who would have thought that this surgeon, who was also known for his eccentric temper in the hospital, was actually a woman?

Wait, in the hospital?

I have to say that my brain is not as sharp as my friend's reasoning, but occasionally gossip, as my friend said, is still very sensitive.

"Then you sometimes go to the laboratory, dissection room—"

"Well, sometimes, I'm really with her," said the detective, a little embarrassed, "It was really just for research at the beginning, but..."

He paused: "It's hard for me to say when I had a different emotion, but she doesn't plan to get married, and I don't plan to get married either. Everything was just right."

"So my friend, what changed your mind?" I couldn't help asking.

"Ah, here comes the client," he said, shifting the subject slyly. "Look, Watson, there is no doubt that a sergeant in the navy, probably less than a year out of service—"

"Holmes, I am not in the slightest mood to listen to your ingenious reasoning."

"Ah, that's a pity." He said nonchalantly.

Even though the case was very interesting, and Holmes showed his usual ability in solving it, I couldn't help annoying my friend by gossiping about him.Fortunately, my curiosity was finally resolved after the case was over. In order to discuss the wedding, Miss Hudson and Mrs. Hudson were waiting at 221B.

Miss Hudson was evidently a lovely lady, and at the moment seemed much more alive than the melancholy I had pictured her.She was still a little uncomfortable facing Holmes, perhaps because her parents were nearby.

"Dear Mr. Holmes, you can really do it," Mrs. Hudson was a little annoyed, "I ran to a lonely, lady's house at eleven o'clock in the evening to propose marriage, and then went to solve the case early in the morning! That's right, sir!"

She has always dared to confront Holmes, and I couldn't help secretly laughing, after all, there are not many people who can restrain this wanton detective.

It was rare for Holmes to look unreasonable, and cast his eyes on Miss Hudson, but it was a pity that Miss Hudson didn't seem to intend to save him, she slightly pursed her lips and looked away.

"Mrs. Hudson," he graciously invited the landlady to sit down, "you must understand, after all, you told me yesterday afternoon that she might be getting married soon, and I must find a way."

The landlady was obviously still not happy, but sat down anyway.

"I heard you want to get married on May [-]st?" she asked, then gave her niece another look. "You just listen to him?"

Miss Hudson sat next to the landlady, and coquettishly said, "It was too late yesterday, and I didn't realize it for a while, or you will?"

These words probably offended the detective, but Miss Hudson glanced at her, and the gloomy detective had no choice but to stop talking.

"Still delay! If you delay further, you will become an old lady! The dowry will be moldy!" The more Hudson thought about it, the more something went wrong, "Wait, Mr. Holmes, have you started to prepare for the wedding? You only gave her One month!"

Next came Mrs. Hudson's unilateral output. Fiancées sat in rows, and were told by the domineering and lovely landlady what to pay attention to in the wedding. I watched their jokes beside me with great joy—what a joke, this is Holmes joke.

It's a pity that I couldn't be happy for long, and I was affected by the landlady's gunfire.

"Doctor Watson, you are also about to get married, so take care of your friend, your wedding date is later than his, and you have to learn a lot to be the best man!"

But after the landlady finished explaining, she still took the initiative to go downstairs to prepare dinner.

There were only three of us in the room, and I was hesitant to go downstairs to give them some space, but I haven't found a chance to say goodbye yet.Then I saw my friend whisper to his fiancée, "May I introduce you as my fiancée?"

—Actually, it was not very quiet, I heard it clearly, and even wanted to bring Mary to introduce her.

Miss Hudson nodded slightly, with an indelible shyness on her face.

"Dear Watson, I think I should introduce to you this is perhaps the only wife I am willing to spend my life with." His tone of voice was rare and gentle.

The girl who looked very submissive replied softly: "I think he may not be the only husband I would like to spend my life with."

I really couldn't help laughing—I knew that my friend's consistent "logicist's way of speaking" would encounter Waterloo one day, especially when he encountered unprincipled and illogical feelings.

Holmes was choked by his future wife, and finally smiled helplessly: "I said, I just said 'perhaps' out of rigor—no, out of my usual speaking habits, but believe me, there can be no someone else."

ah.Sure enough, I thought to myself, I need Mary by my side right now.

The author says:

it is good!energetic!

Suppose adr didn't experience so much life and death, just a happy little doctor disguised as a man.And the timeline is messy and I write as I like

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