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

After the consecutive cases in June, Holmes received a commission from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which made him feel a little dignified.

This is not the first time he has taken over a case similar to safeguarding national interests, but it is definitely the first time that such a straightforward statement and the "safeguarding national interests" that is almost spread out.

"Since you're so calm, Sherlock, you can also take him as 'solve this case and protect the national interest'."

Carlota smiled after listening to the case description, and poured a cup of black tea for the frowning detective: "Since we can't avoid it, we can only face it calmly."

"Yes."

"And you are in the open, and people in the dark will only use conspiracy. Although this sounds a little scary, but on the other hand, as long as you know who is targeting you, then he will be exposed."

Putting a slice of lemon into the cup, Carlotta smiled at the detective who was still thinking deeply: "I'm leaving for the theater today, shall we have dinner together tonight?"

"I guess it might not work. I need to find out this matter as soon as possible. I always feel that delaying it will cause very bad consequences."

Seeing Mr. Detective's frown, Carlotta smiled and nodded. Before leaving, he kissed farewell as usual, picked up a handbag, greeted the driver and went to Darcy- Bentley Theatre.

She was basically on the right track in the theater, but Carlotta didn't know the reason. Many people in the theater would subconsciously stand up and say hello when they saw her. Although it was a bit majestic, it was too...

"Maybe it's because you are considered a legend." Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders, casually not looking like an English lady at all: "It's not like you didn't know back then, your Carmen..."

"It's been more than a year!"

"People do like to hear the news, but when the news is not as interesting as the old news, they will still prefer the old news, and then talk about it for 100 years."

Carlotta sighed deeply, flicked through the theater's accounts in his hand, then suddenly paused, then continued to turn a page: "Speaking of which, how is Mr. Darcy doing recently?"

"It's strange, you've been here for such a long time, and it's the first time you've asked me about Mr. Darcy other than the courtesy greeting." Elizabeth was a little curious, but she also answered Carlotta's question: "He seems to be quite busy too. Yes, but to my surprise he has been in a relationship with Madame de Bourgh lately."

"De Bauer?"

"Our aunt, the Duchess de Borr, even came to talk to me about my identity before Mrs. Darcy and I were going to get married. Come to Mr. Darcy soon. You know, the identity of auntinlaw is really tangled."

Carlotta laughed directly when he heard the last two pronunciations full of resentment, and at the same time calmly turned back the page he had just turned: "Could it be that Mr. Darcy has encountered some troubles recently?"

"But speaking of trouble, hasn't Mr. Holmes already accepted the commission from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? That's the real trouble, right?"

Ok?

Carlota squinted her eyes at Elizabeth, and her always smiling face became serious, which made Elizabeth tense up instantly, fully understanding why the people in the theater were nervous looking at Carlota.

It is indeed a scary thing for someone who usually smiles to suddenly become serious.

"Elizabeth, you also know about this?"

"Yeah, or... many people know?"

Elizabeth hesitated and said, "I learned about this from Mr. Darcy. He seemed very relieved by his tone."

Who released this news?Carlotta subconsciously imitated Holmes's appearance and aligned her fingertips. She was sure that this would not be the news released by Mycroft, who is the British government.

"There is a slight error in the accounts."

Carlotta picked up a pen and drew a small circle directly on several places in the ledger: "The Darcy-Bentley Theater is in a good profit situation. According to this momentum, it should be able to completely earn back the original cost in three years. In addition, I have Some ideas have been written down, and you can talk to Mr. Darcy later."

"Carlota?"

"If you come to see me in the future, Elizabeth, please take back the wedding dress album in your hand. Also, don't use the excuse of 'when are you getting married'? I am afraid that you will come here and look at such cumbersome steps. , I don’t want to get married again.”

"..."

After handing over her plan on publicity planning to Elizabeth, Carlota immediately walked out of the office, went to the stage to say hello to the opera actors who were rehearsing, and sang one of the bars at the request of the soprano. And walk out of the theater with all the compliments.

The problem with the Darcy-Bentley Theater is not big, but in her opinion, perhaps many things that happened afterwards can be said to be targeted.

As soon as the case of the Navy Agreement comes out, Mycroft will definitely protect his younger brother and let him participate in this type of case as little as possible, while someone is trying to spread the reputation of Holmes and attract him. Spying in the dark, what should I do to help him?

Fame can be big or small, and at the same time, the thing that can cool down the reputation the most...

Carlotta's face darkened, it was just like Christine and Raoul went out to avoid the limelight under the name of "honeymoon" before the Paris Uprising, or they also came to a honeymoon?

Goodbye to this bad idea.

Holmes didn't come back to 221B that night, he didn't knock on the door until the afternoon of the next day, and then lay in bed and fell asleep for a whole day.Carlota is still "addicted" to work and did not stay to take care of her fiancé [When did you advance to fiancé? ], but returned to the Darcy-Bentley Theatre.

Someone was already waiting for him in the office, Carlotta looked at Mr. Darcy with a serious face and nodded to him, then stretched out his hand: "Good afternoon, Mr. Darcy, I hope you have seen my promotion plan."

"That's why I'm here."

Fitzwilliam Darcy pursed his lips, his expression as serious as ever: "It's a very good plan, and at the same time, I have brought you a reward that you will be satisfied with."

"I think according to the friendship between us, there is no need to be so rigid for the time being."

Glancing at the door, Carlotta opened the door without closing it when he walked into the manager's room: "You can sit down and talk."

"Miss Lester, please rest assured, we are very satisfied with your plan. Especially the Duchess de Bour, she can be said to be full of praise."

Carlotta looked at Fitzwilliam Darcy's actions and nodded to show her understanding. At the same time, she reached out and knocked on the wooden table, with a slight smile on her face: "Then I can rest assured, what else do you want?" Did you say that?"

"You have done a good job as the theater manager. We are very relieved, but sometimes please pay attention to the mood of your theater colleagues. Sometimes you may be too serious."

What the two said contained double meanings, but in Carlotta’s view, Fitzwilliam Darcy was able to come and tell him that there was nothing wrong with Sherlock Holmes. At the same time, he also made a series of guesses about the man behind the scenes: Colleagues, Or rather, former colleagues.

A former colleague of Holmes?Before working as a detective, he was just an ordinary student... a student?Still, professor?

After thanking Mr. Darcy, who is still serious but obviously much more human, Carlotta was relieved when he rushed back to 221B, and at the same time quietly opened the document package he brought from France, looking Burn this piece of paper directly after clearing the contents.

The image of the artwork in her mind is gradually becoming blurred, but fortunately she has recorded all of them before.But now, Carlotta can feel that his memories are passing away quickly, and even the pen and ink recorded at that time are gradually disappearing.

The only thing he remembered was the name of the old enemy, but Carlotta knew nothing about the identity of the old enemy or the plan of the old enemy.

Well, remember that Mr. Detective survived in the end, but that's enough.

At least he can explain that he is not a widow in the future, is he?

After burning the last piece of paper, Carlota blew away the paper ashes on the table, and when she turned her head, she saw Mr. Detective who was standing there watching her for some time.

"you're awake?"

"I was woken up by the smell of burning paper."

The gray eyes stared at the smiling soprano lady in front of her. Raoul said "don't explore" her secrets, and he had already put them down completely, but her actions today made his curiosity become intense again. Get up, and it's hard to hold back.

"I know what you want to ask me, and I will tell you what you want to know."

Carlotta smiled slightly. Since she had burned all her secrets, it meant that it was time for her to face it.

"But I'm also curious, before I confess, Sherlock also come and tell me how much you know."

The soprano pressed her fingertips together, doing the most iconic gesture of her lover, with a subtle arrogance on her face: "How many of my little secrets have you guessed?"

The author has something to say: the stalk of having breakfast together...cough cough, or because everyone thinks relatively purely, generally speaking, "I hope to have breakfast with you", how can we have breakfast together?Of course, we have been together from night to morning... [cough cough cough [hey]

Knocking on a wooden table means avoiding bad things in British culture. This is the naval agreement case. Lotta and Mr. Darcy have a fairy tale =w=