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

There is no case in this world that Holmes can't solve - as long as he doesn't bother.

The next morning, Carlotta squinted his eyes subconsciously when he saw Dr. Watson who came to 221B with Holmes.This action made the two gentlemen present collectively choke, and Dr. Watson immediately remembered the many rumors about the soprano in front of him, and betrayed his friend without hesitation.

"I met Sherlock in the smokehouse, but please rest assured, Miss Carlotta, he is just pretending. As my doctor, I swear that he never touched these things again!"

"Carlota, how is the breakfast preparation going?"

Carlota looked at the two gentlemen in front of him who were somewhat guilty but still considered straightforward, and nodded slightly: "But you need to give me an explanation."

"What explanation?"

"No home at night."

Carlotta imitated Sherlock Holmes, but instead of touching her fingertips, she crossed her nose and leaned on her nose, her eyes were deep and full of exploration: "I know Sherlock is not the kind of person who doesn't come back at night. Someone who makes excuses, but let's have breakfast anyway, huh?"

The last "um" made Watson dumbfounded, well, the idea of ​​having breakfast together...

No!He is a man with a wife!

The doctor left his friend's side in an instant, and looked at Carlotta's expression even a little more flatteringly: "Miss Carlotta, my wife and I are very affectionate."

"how about you?"

"You and I are also very affectionate."

Making himself a cup of tea, Holmes looked at his friend with a slightly mocking expression: "Carlota won't eat you again, sit down..."

"Sit down? He is sitting down now, how does Mrs. Watson explain?"

Glancing at Holmes lightly, Carlotta felt that it was very necessary for him to have a knee-to-neck conversation with Mary Watson, so as not to keep the two of them "alone" in the future: "Mr. Pie, but please go home and have breakfast with your wife."

"Or, I think only your wife can have breakfast together."

Without hesitation, he sent away the escaped doctor with a lunch box. Carlotta looked at the detective who had already sat down to enjoy the black tea and poked him on the shoulder: "That's how you wish to have breakfast with Mr. Watson ,Um?"

"I didn't feel any ambiguity at first."

Holmes immediately nailed down his very pure intentions. He and Watson didn't realize it. They just thought it was just a simple meal together. However, Carlota's words definitely made the two of them break out in a cold sweat at the same time— —Of course he won't admit it: "I just think I can have a meal with my friends."

“Lunch and dinner are fine.”

"It's just that it's breakfast time."

"I accept that explanation."

Carlotta withdrew her too teasing gaze, and stuffed a mouthful of cookies: "Mrs. Bingley is pregnant now, and I can work at the Darcy-Bingley Theater for about a year. There are also opera invitations, but after all I need to keep a low profile now that I am leaving France, I was pushed."

"Very wise choice, do you want to hear my case this time?"

"Come on, I'm all ears."

The breakfast turmoil was over, and the two of them were almost back on track in terms of work.But even if it is on the right track, Carlotta feels that he still has some things to face.

Take, for example, Mycroft Holmes who appeared in 221B this evening.

"I've heard of you, fair Miss Lester."

After the hand kiss, Mycroft looked very gentle. Although he was tall and his body looked oppressive, his words were not so sharp: "What I want to say is that you are with him , is really unfortunate."

Carlota twitched the corners of her mouth, listening to this brother scolding his younger brother: "You seem to be a little dissatisfied with Sherlock?"

"Yes, the breakfast incident. I happened to meet Inspector Lestrade today. He told me about it with a bit of curiosity and gossip."

"God, how long will this matter be used as talk?"

"Maybe it's because you haven't had anything to talk about since you were a child. Of course you will be talked about if you do something stupid once in a while. Of course, if you don't like it, I won't say it."

Mycroft blinked at Carlotta and smiled happily: "You are a very interesting person, of course you can directly call me Mycroft, that's what Sherlock calls me, But I want him to call me brother like before."

"I never called you that."

If this is not a real brother, then there is no more dear brother.Carlota smiled at Holmes, who rarely showed a pouting expression: "Honey, you should understand that sometimes you can make mistakes."

"Of course I make mistakes, but mistakes like this..."

"Well, don't worry, I won't continue talking."

Mycroft coughed, indicating that he needed to change the subject: "Have you guys thought about when to get married? You know Sherlock, you are already 35 years old."

Carlotta felt that he was about to turn into a dead fish eye, especially under the hint of Mycroft, he had an urge to hit the wall.To be honest, she always felt that her age was about the same as Sherlock Holmes, but she was indeed only 20 years old now, and the age gap with this 35-year-old detective was indeed a bit...

"What do you think?"

"Of course I hope that the sooner the better, but I think Miss Carlota's idea needs to be paid more attention to."

"The sooner the better?"

Carlotta raised his eyebrows slightly. There is always a strange feeling when such a hasty statement is said in the mouth of the British government: "How soon is it good?"

"Sharp Miss Carlotta."

"Thank you, I've also heard this title from Sherlock, but I think any woman wants to enjoy her wedding, not 'the sooner the better'."

Mycroft laughed outright when he heard the soprano's words in front of him, and then glanced at his younger brother who showed a little joy after being teased, and a small part of his doubts were relieved.He was still thinking about what kind of person would make his younger brother fall in love, but now it seems that it is a natural process for him to fall in love with her: "I apologize for this, but speaking of the wedding date, it is now six In the second half of the month, how about August if you need to prepare? August in the UK is not that rainy, and the weather is quite good.”

"Perhaps you still need to preside over the wedding between Carlotta and me?"

"If you are willing, it would be an honor for me." Mycroft smiled, and at the same time used a fork to fork the steak he had cut on the dinner plate: "Miss Carlotta's craftsmanship is quite good, you What a wonderful woman."

"Thank you for the compliment."

After seeing off Mycroft, Carlotta sighed, sat down next to the big detective who was watching the case, and picked up a novel: "Mycroft respects you very much, he was just joking."

"I know."

"Then you're still angry?" Carlotta laughed directly, seeing that Holmes was obviously posing and held his hand resignedly: "Perhaps I can tell others about this matter in the future."

"no need."

"After all, it is rare for the clever Mr. Holmes to be stupid."

Frustrated, Mr. Detective threw away the case report at hand, stretched out his arms and hugged Carlotta, and said in a muffled voice, "Carlota, I have never underestimated you."

"I know, so let's talk about this case? You got a new job before you finished talking this morning, so where did the disappearing gentleman go?"

"Well, it's pretty much the case of the vanished gentleman who becomes a beggar and then discovers that being a beggar is more lucrative than his decent job."

Listening to Holmes' narration, Carlota nodded slightly following the ups and downs of the plot, and then smiled at the end: "Don't worry, I'm not really angry."

"Really? I thought you'd think it hurt you not to take you on a case."

"Not really."

She didn't feel hurt by this, but it was a bit funny to hear "have breakfast together": "I have never been jealous of Mr. Watson, and I don't think it is a bad thing that I didn't participate in solving the case with you."

"why?"

"Because you didn't invite me to do it."

Carlota looked into Holmes' gray eyes and said solemnly: "Because you know what is suitable for me and what is not. At that time in the theater you agreed to let me go to the Phantom, but now you don't let me participate, then Explain that this matter is not suitable for me."

"I trust you, don't you give me the same trust in return? Emotional connection requires honesty and understanding."

What did he say?There is no one more likable than her in this world.As long as she puts someone in her heart, everyone will feel valued for it.

Looking into the blue eyes of the soprano, Holmes covered her eyes with his hand and sighed: "Why are you always able to speak so frankly?"

"Because you mean a lot to me, Sherlock."

To be honest with the one you love, to be loyal to the one you love, such a person——

"Carlota, you are really a knight."

Yes, she was a real knight.

The author has something to say: The last case was a man with a crooked lip... I'm dizzy [.

Meet parents, and prepare to get married.To be honest, I still feel that the name Mrs. Holmes is a bit...compared to Miss Lester...[Hold on, hey! 】

And, Luota will not participate in Lao Fu's case, not because Lao Fu disagrees, but because she knows that she is not suitable