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

Sherlock Holmes of London 221B has a girlfriend.

In line with Watson's aggrieved expression, Mrs. Hudson watched the girl in front of her grab Watson's clothes, and said with great concern, "Mr. Watson, is this girl really married?"

"..."

How should he respond to this sentence?Does it mean "They have been married for more than 30 years" or "Don't look at Carlotta as young, in fact, she will be 70 years old."

In the first case, Mrs. Hudson would never believe it, and in the second case, he would be hanged and beaten by the couple.

So at this time, John Watson felt that all he had to do was smile.

The love affair of Sherlock Holmes can be said to spread quickly, and Carlota did not express anything about it, not even showing off at all.Come on, what else does she need to show off?It's better to find a time to go to the gymnasium and two people to fight each other to see if there is any difference in skill between each other.

But the most important thing is to go, for example, to meet Mycroft Holmes.

"Have you spoken to Mycroft about me?"

"He won't have a memory of it, but he has surmised it before. You know, he's a lot smarter than me."

Without telling his wife about Mycroft's weight loss, Mr. Detective showed an exaggerated and dissatisfied smile: "He can always find out my secrets."

"You are smart enough to know that he is smarter than you."

The relationship between the brothers has always been good. Although they are a bit noisy, the brothers must be more reliable at the most critical time.Carlotta thought for a while, and looked at his lover with a little suspicion: "I always feel that you are still hiding something from me."

"How could I hide it from you."

"You replied too quickly, Sherlock, you must be hiding something from me."

Seeing Mr. Detective's slightly guilty expression of turning his head, Carlotta opened the door without hesitation and walked out regardless of the gap where the taxi stopped. Me? When can you fool me?"

"One time we went to Paris to visit Cosette and Mr. Pompassis. When I said I was going to the courtyard and let you and Cosette go first, I actually stayed behind and taught Pompeys a lesson..."

"..."

To be honest, Carlotta never thought that he could really dig out any tricks.Looking in disbelief at the more righteous Sherlock Holmes in front of her, the soprano felt her heart collapse.

"Anymore?"

"No, just this once."

"You must have answered so quickly more than once. Frankly, you should understand."

Of course you do, you always threaten me with my violin, choose not to cook, or go to Elizabeth's for a while, and use the excuse of managing the Darcy-Bentley Theater to wear Mrs. Exley The waistcoat sang "Carmen" once.

After muttering inwardly for a while, Holmes had to admit that he was still relieved to see Mycroft.Seeing his brother's half-smile expression, Mr. Detective, feeling the pressure, subconsciously aligned his fingertips with a little force, and spoke so fast that it was almost unintelligible: "I know what you want to say, but I did find it."

"It is clear."

Mycroft spoke English with a standard London accent, but looked at Carlotta with a much softer expression than he looked at his younger brother: "Good afternoon, Miss Lester, I'm sorry that my younger brother behaved in such an uncomfortable way. The elegant way that brought you here."

"Not elegant? Maybe you have some prejudice against your younger brother. He is not inelegant, but he is too impatient. And I can understand this eager attitude, because I also came here with the same mood. Edinburgh."

Although it is somewhat uncomfortable for Mycroft with such a body size, this feeling of irony between each other is really, nostalgic.

There was a hint of memory in Carlotta's smile, perhaps because she and Mycroft were too similar in some respects, the two basically greeted (sarcasm) each other with polite words when they met.

And this kind of greeting is often centered on Sherlock Holmes, if you expand...

It can expand anywhere.

"It's true that some things are a bit incomprehensible to me, but they're not out of the question."

Mycroft nodded politely, moved his eyes to his somewhat impatient younger brother and then looked away, looking at Carlotta's blue eyes and couldn't help but nodded: "But it's true, my younger brother has extraordinary abilities. IQ, and his vision can also be said to be above that."

"Thank you."

Hearing Holmes' polite but irritable thank you, Carlotta coughed and looked at Mycroft with an expression that was as sincere as possible rather than troublesome: "Since we are all sure of this, then certain things should It can be planned."

"What do you mean planning?"

"I think, since some things have already been experienced once, there is no need to come again."

Looking at the detectives around him, Carlota raised a finger: "I don't want to let 221B blow up again, and I don't want to make John's list of accounts longer this time."

"So, you..."

"Just Carlota, that's what you used to call me."

Carlotta smiled at Mycroft, reached into the bag and took out a USB flash drive and put it in Mycroft's palm.

"Since some things have been experienced, there must be traces in some aspects. We have compiled some relevant materials and feel that you should use them."

"That's right, there are all kinds of clues, but Irene Adler doesn't."

Holmes complained. To be honest, he was frightened when he saw Irene Adler, so that the psychological shadow has not disappeared.

Mycroft's expression was distorted for a moment, and then recovered quickly. After taking the USB flash drive, he nodded to Carlotta: "Thank you, Miss Carlotta, you are really a perceptive person."

"We have heard this sentence and don't want to hear it again."

After complaining, Mr. Detective immediately decided to pull his wife away: "And we have things to do."

"What's the matter with you?"

"marry."

Carlotta: How come I don't know?

"We've been married for 33 years but we don't have any legal relationship here."

"So dear, you don't propose, you don't hold a wedding? And the summer vacation is over, and I'm going back to France for classes."

"You are the best soprano in the world, and you still need a diploma?"

"..."

Sherlock Holmes quickly accepted the challenge from his wife. When Barton Shu faced a mixture of Taekwondo Sanda and the extraordinarily ferocious Wing Chun, Barton Shu No.30 was defeated for the second time, and he felt that he needed comfort now.

"John is right, you do need to be careful sometimes. For a 19-year-old girl, you don't even have a proposal."

After a hard fight, listening to his wife's complaints, Mr. Detective sat on the sofa in 221B with a bored face, looked up at his wife who was sitting on the side holding the violin and occasionally plucked the strings, very casually. Open the mouth: "Then will you marry me?"

"My God! What did I hear!"

Mrs. Hudson suddenly turned around, covering her chest with both hands, the surprise on her face was mixed with joy and disbelief: "According to John, you have known each other for less than 72 hours, and Sherlock, you have already proposed marriage? God Ah, you still haven't put on the ring when you propose?"

"Mrs. Hudson..."

"No, my dear, you must not agree to this matter! Anyway, there must be flowers, candles, and affection on one knee!"

Oh, she is so annoying.

Carlota swears that she saw this expression on Holmes' face. She put the violin in Holmes's hand while laughing, and then heard Mrs. Hudson's fussy voice again: "Sherlock still let me You play his violin? My dear, he must love you very much. It’s good that lightning weddings are popular among young people now, but you should also know..."

"I would not say yes to him without a splendid proposal, my dear Mrs. Hudson."

After coaxing the lady away, Carlotta heard a melodious violin sound when she returned to the living room of 221B. In the beautiful melody of "Wedding March", she inexplicably heard a bit of resentment.

"What are you complaining about?"

Holmes ignored her, and after finishing the passage, he lowered his hand a little. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl standing aside. There was a slight smile in his gray eyes.

"Will you marry me?"

"This is something that was decided 33 years ago. If you count the time, it was decided 180 years ago."

"I love you."

"It just so happens that I love you too."

"Then tell me the truth, what have you lied to me except that you beat Marius?"

"..."

Never underestimate a woman's memory, especially when she is your wife.

Sherlock Holmes turned his head with a bit of pain, and after putting down the violin, he spoke faster: "It's just an exchange of information with Christine, a little contempt, and Raoul thinks Christine is a fool until he dies." Bai Tian's ignorance, and if you really want to say it, you have fried the stock of Darcy's family to make his family's property value smaller, so Mrs. Darcy will always pester you."

"Oh, good, I'm not that familiar with Liz at this time, maybe I need to remind her that someone is watching her house."

Carlotta sighed helplessly, took two steps forward and grabbed Holmes' arm, and patted it with comforting meaning: "Since you are going to get married again, have you considered where to go for your honeymoon?"

"I don't think your parents will have those ridiculous ideas this time?"

"so?"

"Go and see your home, okay?"

All was well, but Carlotta felt as if he had forgotten something as he boarded the plane back to Paris.

Raoul: Christine, we're in Edinburgh...

Christine: It's not me, it's you.

Raoul: Huh?

Christine: Take your time to improve your architecture. I'll go back and think about how to kill that Sherlock Holmes first.

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