The Nineteenth Century Didn't Believe in Love[Comprehensive]

What do you need for prom?Especially when the ball is still a masquerade.

You need a good dance partner, a beautiful dress that can be used to dress up, and slightly exaggerated but definitely not ugly makeup.

Carlotta didn't care whether Holmes was a good partner or not, that's not what she cared about.As for how the other party will dress up...

Well, this aspect is still somewhat attractive, especially after she is sure that she is playing the Valkyrie Valkyrie, and she really wants to know how the detective will deal with it.

The clothes and headgear have already been taken from the tailor, and Raoul gave compensation and red envelopes to all the staff to celebrate the reopening of the theater, as if to express his apology to the chief soprano, the boss with a lot of money Also got a raise...

Carlota was speechless for a while, to be honest, when her little friend became the boss, she really didn't know what status to use to treat him.But the seriousness is still serious, of course the money that should be taken cannot be turned away, otherwise how can I have the money to support two apartments.

Putting on the armor-like dress and turning it around, Carlotta nodded to the Valkyrie in the mirror with satisfaction after feeling no discomfort, put on a little make-up and tidied up the closet. Just in time to hear the knock on the door from the big detective.

Opening the door, Carlotta raised his eyebrows and looked at the detective, who was basically unchanged but had taken off his deerstalker hat in formal clothes. "That's it? I suddenly feel a little disappointed."

"I don't need to be too conspicuous."

"Mr. Holmes, you should know that your 'normality' will stand out at a masquerade ball."

Faced with the soprano who seemed to be disappointed because she didn't see a good show, the corners of Holmes' lips curled up, and he smiled complacently: "Then I will put on my mask."

"mask?"

The little pigeon mask that I don't know where it came from was put on the face by the big detective. It only covered his eyes and part of his cheeks, but there was an atmosphere of a masquerade in an instant.

"I wonder if Valkyrie is satisfied with such a disguise?"

"Do you think you are Loki? I'm not satisfied with the mischievous and lie-filled cross-dressing."

"Because I, as a detective, cannot lie."

After a short stalemate, Carlota put her hand in Holmes's and suddenly smiled: "I don't know if Raoul and Nana will be surprised when they see it."

"Maybe, but Miss Lester, you should also know that our purpose is not to celebrate the reopening of the theater."

Indeed, it was to catch the Phantom.

This time the dance party was held directly in the theater, and according to the atmosphere of this group of demons dancing wildly, the Phantom will definitely come out for a stroll.On the way to the theatre, Carlotta suddenly became a little bit nasty while sitting in the carriage, raised his eyebrows and played his unique nonsense as a woman: "What do you think of my outfit today?"

"Do you want to get an answer from the image of Valkyrie in mythology, or do you want to make an evaluation from my alone outfit?"

"Both are fine."

"..."

Holmes turned his head sideways and frowned slightly at the woman who smiled slightly maliciously.The dress on her body was not revealing, it could even be said to be conservative - considering the weather at the end of October, it was also to keep warm.Carlotta's soprano aura fits well with Valkyrie, that's...

"Your eyes are too blue."

"what?"

Holmes didn't want to say it again, his expression just now was just a slap in the face, especially in the dim light of the carriage, the soprano's eyes, which were darker than azure blue and looked like cyan, were indeed too deep.

"I didn't hear what you just said."

Carlotta narrowed her eyes. Of course her proud hearing heard Holmes mumbling, but is it her fault that her eyes are too blue?Does it mean that this Mr. Detective is so perfectionistic that his natural unchangeable eye color can be used to criticize him?

Carlotta felt like he was going to explode.

With a snort, Carlotta didn't bother to pay attention to a certain detective who couldn't see anything from his expression because he was wearing a mask. He stared at the streets of France and continued to snort twice, trying to torture the other party's ears with a syllable. to express their dissatisfaction.

"Well, you can still be regarded as beautiful." Holmes' voice suddenly sounded, and he could even hear his sincerity: "The blonde hair fits Valkyrie's image very well. Even if it is not enough, your imposing manner is enough to make up for everything. It also silences those who disagree."

"..."

Carlotta felt that the detective didn't seem to know what the desire to survive was, and he swore not to be human if he didn't blow up.

Fortunately, the journey was short, and the carriage had already stopped at the entrance of the theater, otherwise Carlotta felt that he was going to stage a performance of Horror Murder in a Carriage on a Prom Night.Snorting without looking at Holmes, Carlotta stepped out of the carriage directly by the hand of the coachman, tossed his hair and wanted to go straight in.

"With all due respect, miss, you don't want to go in alone."

As if he had seen something clearly, Holmes straightened his collar slowly, and the smile in his eyes was even more revealed by the mask, but it was a pity that in Carlotta's eyes, these two points turned into schadenfreude. : "Especially at this time, you may need a dance partner to escort you even more."

"Don't be funny, those who want to chase me can line up from the entrance of the theater to the Elysee Palace."

"Are you really planning to go in alone? The soprano lady who is being pursued from the theater entrance to the Elysee Palace?"

Carlotta wanted to say yes, but facing the eyes of his colleagues in the theater...

"So in order to prevent you from being harassed by others, I think you should need my help."

Carlota felt that British gentlemen were very shameless when they were shameless. They said bad things and did good things, and there was no way for people to survive.

Angrily putting her hand on Holmes' arm, Carlota immediately tightened her fingers and pinched her: "You really know how to talk."

"I can do more than talk, Carlotta."

Holmes bent slightly and spoke next to the ear of the chief soprano, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the voice that made Carlota's temples twitch violently.

Very good, I can act, but who the hell allowed you to call me by my name!

Although she likes to be called by her name, she completely refuses to be called Falcarlotta by Sherlock Holmes. The theater is almost full of her acquaintances. Seeing that she suddenly found a dance partner that she doesn't know...

Seeing everyone's gossip, Carlotta really felt physically and mentally exhausted, and even lost her anger towards Holmes.

"Okay then let's talk about something else, what kind of identity do you want to use to cover up your detective identity now, my partner?"

"Of course it's Miss Lester's suitor, and a friend of Viscount Shani's."

Holmes settled his identity in a few words, and at the same time lowered his head into Carlotta's ear and said in a breathy voice: "Please remember to call me Mr. Exley here."

"Exley?"

"A rather common English surname."

Carlotta hid outside a little uncomfortably. From the outside, it seemed that the gentleman bowed his head and said something to the theater soprano, and then the soprano turned her head shyly and stomped her feet...

If this foot was not premeditated to step on Holmes' foot, perhaps it could indeed be counted as "shy".

Seeing this scene, Raoul and Christine were in a mess. Taking advantage of the cheerful music, Christine walked up to Carlotta and exchanged glances: "Lotta, this is..."

"This is Mr. Exley, whom you should have met. Raoul's English classmate."

Emphasizing the word "British" made Christine a little confused, but when she saw those sharp gray eyes, she also reacted, bowed slightly and smiled: "Long time no see, Mr. Exley. "

"You shine as always, especially congratulations."

Seeing the silver chain around Christine's neck and Raoul's expression, Holmes said subtly, "Is it so fast?"

"But Christine doesn't want to make it public, and I agree, and I hope Mr. Exley will not tell it."

Raoul had seen Ome's expression a long time ago, and instantly guessed the identity of this Mr. Exley, and his expression was a little more funny: "But I didn't expect you to, um, invite him."

"I don't want to be entangled by irrelevant people, and you didn't invite me when you got engaged. We'll see later."

Carlota complained in a low voice and was dragged directly to the dance floor by two people.The music played by the band is very cheerful, with a little slyness which is more in line with the atmosphere of this masquerade party.Following Holmes took two steps with some reluctance, Carlota suddenly felt Holmes's hand wrap around her waist and forcefully brought her in his direction.

"what's the situation?"

I almost fell down because of this rotation, but fortunately, both of them have a good sense of balance so as not to make a fool of themselves in public.After stabilizing her footsteps, Carlotta found tragically that she had completely left the dance floor and hid in the shadow of the pillar next to her. Moreover, the big detective seemed to want to prevent herself from making too much movement, and hugged her directly. Arms were imprisoned.Before she had time to protest because of the current situation, she heard Holmes' lowered voice.

"Watch out, he's coming."

The author has something to say: I have buried a few stalks, I don’t know if any friends can find out =w=

For Lao Fu, the desire to survive?nonexistent【.

The dove mask is a kind of Italian mask. It covers the eyes, but the face is not covered. It is a bit like the traditional Zorro mask.The Phantom's mask would cover half of the face, so it's a different kind.