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

What will you do when you find that everything you know is different from what you remember?

Marius denied it at first, then remained silent, and finally did not accept it, but grabbed the piece of cloth that was originally on his body and almost cried out.

"Sometimes, life is so full of a sense of wonder."

Carlotta took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The sinner you thought was actually your savior. Mr. Penmesy, would you be ashamed of this? Would you feel guilty in your heart for this?" ? Are you going to apologize to your father who is not actually a legal or blood father at all?"

Will he?

Marius raised his head in a daze, looked at the tolerant expression on his wife's face, and saw Jean Valjean still silent, and suddenly smiled nervously.

"I found that I was always making mistakes, always mistaking noble people for cancer. Yes, you are my father, my father, and Cosette's father, and this will never be doubted."

"But I really hurt your heart by saying such a thing. Are you still willing to hear me call you father?"

Jean Valjean trembled his hands, looked up at the regretful and cautious expression of the young man, and suddenly felt that the chains that bound his heart had been completely untied, and he found from the beginning to the end that what he wanted was just that "" Father".

The tolerance and love from his family is enough for him to savor the rest of his life.

Looking at the warm and peaceful atmosphere in front of him, Carlotta heard a slight knock on the door.When the voice appeared, she put down the teacup and grabbed the suitcase beside her, nodded slightly to the other four people in the room: "I'm leaving."

"Go? Miss Carlotta, where are you going?"

"I've always told you before, but this time, let me keep it a little secret." Carlotta nodded her lips at Cosette, showing a somewhat sly expression: "Maybe one day you hear a Big news, don't be surprised at that time, maybe it was me and Sherlock who made it together."

"If it's that Mr. Detective, I can give you a message."

Javert looked at Carlotta's back and suddenly opened his mouth, with a very casual expression, not at all frightened by the insider information he said: "He has relatively little influence in France, especially in Farnan. Of course , although the main base of that guy is in England, most of the people who work with him are from Sicily.”

"Thank you Mr. Javert for your reminder, we will pay attention to safety."

Carlotta opened the door with a slight smile, looked at Mr. Detective, who was pretending outside that he might not be able to recognize him immediately, and smiled: "Should I also put on some makeup?"

"I didn't think women had any big responsibilities, and neither did he."

Meaning you get it now, and the professor hasn't figured it out yet?Carlotta raised her eyebrows, and closed the door behind her back: "Mr. Exley, your expression now is a bit too much to make me feel that danger is coming."

"It's always dangerous being with me, and I thought you'd like this."

Holding Holmes' hand, Carlotta put on a fuchsia hat for herself, feeling disgusted as if she was ten years older: "I really like this, but I don't like how I look like I am in my 40s. same."

"That's just enough for me to enjoy the eyes I once had on you."

Holmes held back his smile slightly and coughed at the same time: "In the past, everyone saw your expression as 'Why did you marry such a man'."

"You are not 'such a man'." Carlota muttered, and stepped into a carriage under Holmes' gesture: "But speaking of it, where is the next stop?"

"Hasn't that Monsieur Javert made any gossip?"

"You should know the gossip he told me by looking at my expression."

Carlotta pouted but didn't continue to hide it, and said in a casual tone: "The sunshine in Sicily is said to be good, why don't we go there for the next stop of our honeymoon?"

"I think so too, why don't you go to Sicily and feel the enthusiasm of Italy."

"But before I go, I have to go somewhere."

Carlotta looked in the direction of Père Lachaise Cemetery and sighed, then suddenly remembered something and narrowed his eyes: "I remember someone lied to the police at that time, saying that I was your fiancee?"

"But it turns out that what I said at that time is true in the future."

Holmes folded his hands on his knees and said solemnly, "Everything I did back then proved my wisdom."

"Wisdom? Why do I think you have bad intentions?"

Carlotta didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff and slowly covered his mouth, his voice suddenly became much more serious: "The speed of the corner carriage will slow down by then, I wear it You can rest assured about flat shoes."

"You really found out that there was something wrong with the carriage earlier than I guessed, but things like jumping off the carriage..."

"It's exciting, isn't it? And if you continue like this according to Sherlock's arrangement, I'm afraid I will encounter something more exciting."

Feeling the slowing down of the carriage, Carlotta kicked open the door, seeing that there were no vehicles in front of him, he jumped down without hesitation.Thanks to her persevering exercise, she didn't suffer any injuries when she jumped down like this, and she didn't even feel a sprained foot, and she was already standing firmly on the ground.

Holmes' speed was about the same. After standing still at a very high speed, he ran across the street diagonally and in the opposite direction of the carriage.There were surprisingly few people on this road, but when the two jumped out of the carriage, they heard the sound of collision and screams ahead.

"Why do you think that coachman is tricky?"

"The coachman? This carriage is inherently tricky. I would never choose a carriage other than Raoul's. This time I got on it because it was you. Maybe it's because the coachman I'm used to is too good. , The moment I got into this carriage, I felt that the driver's movements were too stiff, and his driving movements were too unstable."

Carlota shook his head. How can ordinary people have such a good psychological quality? It is very difficult for this driver who just worked hard to plan a seamless car accident, let alone the two of them. It is the highest level of alarm that has been raised.

"You said, is he still alive?"

"Whether we are alive or not is not something we can intervene in. He has already done what he can do, and we are only alive because we predicted it in advance."

Holmes looked a little indifferent, and the two of them left Paris after another disguise.After leaving Paris, the sphere of influence of a certain professor will be much smaller in an instant.According to Javert, the further south he went, the less he could control.

"Are you scared, Lotta?"

At the port of Montpellier, Carlotta smiled at Mr. Detective's gray eyes: "If I was afraid, I wouldn't have followed you here."

"Yeah, but what comes next is different from anything we've had before."

"Isn't it just Sicily? I think they must welcome guests from far away. But if they know that the guest from far away is your type, they will definitely not treat me the same way."

"What type are you?"

"Artist type."

Carlota blinked with a smile, then took off the ring on her hand and hung it around her neck, and winked at Holmes: "I'm still an unmarried lady, longing for a romantic relationship." kind."

"Then, my dear lady, do I have the honor of sitting by your side?"

"That can't be done sir, I don't have a romantic relationship with a family."

Intentionally looking at the ring on Holmes' left hand, Carlotta laughed directly: "What are you going to do this time?"

"You understand, but I need your help very badly, my dear Mademoiselle de Gar Chagny."

After changing their surname and marital status, the two of them each embarked on a different path, occasionally meeting each other in a coffee shop on the corner of the street or on a beach with many tourists.If this could be called a honeymoon—

"I never thought you could row a boat!"

"It's because we won't be able to, that's why we need to get on this small boat bound for Venice."

"identity?"

"Elope. Don't worry. I've got the money and all. It's in Mycroft's bank account."

"..."

The evidence was found to be exciting enough. Mucang Zhan Street Fighting and then unmarried to elope and finally became married again, and then came back after a circle, right?

From Sicily to Rome, and then from Rome all the way to Switzerland, the two escaped from Italy. At the same time, the information in their hands continued to increase. In Carlota’s view, it could almost be regarded as ironclad evidence. up.

"not enough."

"That's not enough?"

"There is a place in Switzerland... It doesn't matter if Mycroft is in Ireland. I can rest assured of his words. As for Carlotta, you..."

"What am I?"

"You take these and go back to London."

Carlota looked at the gray eyes of the detective in front of him, and nodded after a long time: "I will tell Mycroft that you are going to Germany next, and in order to complete this lie, you have to tell me when you will come back?"

"I'll be back with you this Christmas, and I told you he underestimated women, and I won't."

Kissing Carlotta's forehead lightly, Holmes looked into those blue eyes with a rare look of nostalgia on his face.

"If you can't wait, send these away and go to your favorite place."

"And spend Christmas with me?"

"Relax, how's the new year?"

"If I don't answer, do you have to relax a little more?"

Carlotta reluctantly took a whole file bag and stuffed it into his clothes, held Holmes' face in his hands, and gently pressed a kiss on his lips.

"Come back alive."

"it is good."

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