[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

There are not many people in this world that Sherlock Holmes can trust, John Watson is one, and Mycroft is another.

So when he was injured, Watson immediately contacted McCoff to pick them up.But none of them, including Mycroft, expected that there were other people at the meeting place, and they happened to know them by chance.

Watson, who was seen, helped the glasses that were about to fall off his face, "Well, what a coincidence. Miss Cynthia, you are also preparing to leave."

From the beginning, I knew that Watson didn't want to talk to them, and this scene might be really inconvenient.Cynthia withdrew her gaze from Sherlock, and chose not to ask further questions.

"Yes, we are waiting for the carriage."

At this time, Sherlock, who hadn't spoken all the time, looked up at Cynthia. The black coat covered up the blood from his wound. If it wasn't for him needing someone to support him, he really wouldn't be able to see the injury.

"He has escaped, and Miss Crawley is not safe waiting here. Let them get into the car too."

This he must be referring to the prisoner. It seems that the prisoner escaped after injuring Holmes.

With Sherlock's words, Watson let Cynthia and the others get into the car together.He wasn't worried about letting them stay here, but Watson was more worried about Sherlock than the two.

Jack helped Cynthia into the carriage, and the four of them sat in the carriage without speaking for a while.

Sherlock's eyes were closed tightly, and his right hand kept pressing around the wound.As a doctor, Watson bandaged him briefly. The wound was in a dangerous position and almost stopped the bleeding.

"Is the wound serious?"

Cynthia asked Watson softly, Mr. Holmes seemed to be holding back the pain and kept silent, which made it impossible for her to judge the injury.

Before Watson could speak, Sherlock said in a low voice without opening his eyes, "Shut up, your voice disturbs my thinking."

Cynthia opened her mouth, but she forgave him when she thought that Mr. Holmes was injured and let the prisoner escape.

The detective must be in a bad mood right now. Cynthia zipped the zipper around Watson's mouth to indicate that she stopped talking.

Watson smiled shyly. This time, his friend's personality really couldn't be hidden.Anyway, Miss Crawley was a real lady and didn't mind.

But Cynthia's shutting up obviously didn't satisfy Sherlock, and Sherlock gave up thinking about it.Gray eyes looked at Cynthia, with sarcasm and dissatisfaction in them.

"I think with Miss Crawley's ingenuity, she should be able to understand what I said and leave immediately. Are you going to continue dancing with a murderer hiding around you, are your minds occupied by those dance music? I haven't seen it yet." You are a hedonist who has no regard for your own safety."

Such a blunt reprimand was very disrespectful to a decent lady, and Cynthia slandered this damn Holmes because he had been beaten in the head by the murderer.Is this to vent his frustration that he didn't catch the murderer?

Watson doesn't even know how to save Sherlock's image. To be honest, if he hadn't been injured now, he would have wanted to beat him.

Talking is also too irritating, especially when you are in a bad mood.

Cynthia's heart was choked with a breath, and the eloquence of the past was gone.She clutched her skirt tightly with both hands, and kept reassuring herself not to quarrel with the patient.

With the injured in the car, the carriage went to the hospital first.

When getting out of the car, Jack wanted to help Sherlock, but he raised his hand and refused.His movement of getting up may have pulled the wound, and his eyebrows frowned.

Cynthia gave Sherlock a hand with a gloved hand, and then withdrew after he got out of the car.

"Thank you for today, take good care of yourself, Mr. Holmes."

Thank you for saying the two words very gritted your teeth, and being able to say it did not disappoint Cynthia's ladylike upbringing since she was a child!

Sherlock nodded invisibly, and left the carriage with unsteady steps.

Before Cynthia and Jack noticed, the coachman changed from Mycroft to another.

When the carriage stopped by the side of the road, a slightly short man passed them by.

Jack glanced at her and gave a strange snort, "She..."

Cynthia followed his gaze. The man walked into Butts Hospital, and people in uniform greeted her along the way, and they all seemed to know her.

"No, he obviously is."

Cynthia's fingers quickly slid across her mouth, and then her index finger rested on her lips.Indicating that this matter is over, don't talk about it here.

That person should be a lady, but for some reason she dressed up as a man and joined the hospital.

It may be to get more respect, or there are other unspeakable secrets, no matter what it is because it is better not to make it public.

A day at the garden party was not a relaxing day for Cynthia. First, a classmate was almost recruited and became a victim, and then Sherlock Holmes was injured, and was ridiculed before leaving.

On the way back, she was still thinking about what the prisoner would do after escaping today, and Cynthia returned to the dormitory with a heavy heart.

Jack didn't seem worried, and he even gave today's painting to Cynthia as a souvenir when they parted.

The other girls couldn't sleep because of the rare relaxation that night, and Cynthia couldn't sleep.

The next day's newspapers reported that London was still a peaceful and peaceful day, without any special news.But for some reason, Cynthia always felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, a few days later, a sensational case was reported in the newspapers. A young woman was found dead on the street yesterday, and all this was just the beginning.

After the prisoner was exposed last time, he started killing.The girls who had been kidnapped and disappeared before were discovered one after another. Although the reports in the newspaper were omitted, it also caused panic in the school.

The dean decided to restrain this group of female students. First of all, they are not allowed to go out at will, and let the senior students lead the activities of the lower grades, and don't leave alone.

The new rules completely cut off Cynthia from anyone outside the school, let alone the content of the case.But to be honest, Cynthia was also a little apprehensive about this case, and there was not much she could do in the face of this kind of serial murder.

The murderer was too cruel and disregarded human life. She could take anatomy lessons, but seeing the victim was another matter.

What's more, the victims were all women, and Cynthia couldn't guarantee that her conjectures were correct.At this point, she admitted that she was indeed inferior to that Mr. Detective, so Cynthia was very self-aware. She could only be a doctor, not a detective.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of martial law in the school did not last long. After all, the investigation of such a case of public concern cannot be delayed for too long.

When Scotland Yard announced that the prisoner had been caught, both teachers and students in the school breathed a sigh of relief.

Joanna also praised the detective of Scotland Yard in front of them, that is, the detective Lestrade who was interviewed by the newspaper.I heard that he was also commended for his outstanding performance in this case.

Cynthia felt that Mr. Holmes probably played a key role in this case.According to his personality, it is impossible to allow the murderer to commit such a crime, it is simply provoking him.

Only Sherlock Holmes in London can catch the murderer by the tail in such a short time and arrest him.But it is obvious that Holmes will not stand up for an interview in such a high-profile case, and say with great fanfare that I caught it.

Thinking of this, Cynthia stared blankly at the book, so it seems that Mr. Holmes is really omnipotent.It's just that his personality is really hard to describe in words, and I don't know if the gentle gentleman before is his usual disguise, but his personality is really picky!

She was lost in her own thoughts, without turning a single page of the book spread out in front of her.This abnormal behavior caught Joanna's attention. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Cynthia's eyes. Seeing that she still didn't respond, she asked her aloud.

"What are you thinking, are you ready for the exam?"

The word "exam" woke up Cynthia, and she hammered her head angrily.Who gave her the confidence to think about other things at this time, are those medical tomes not thick enough?Or is the scope of the test not broad enough?

"Ah, I'm confused after reading the book, so I'll continue to memorize it. You should do your best too."

Joanna sat back dejectedly. She thought Cynthia couldn't read books, and wanted to talk to her about this cruel and inhuman exam.

If someone asked Joanna if she regretted going to medical school, she would definitely say that she regretted it to death.Especially before the exam, when preparing for the exam, she really doubted her life.

Not only that, after the exam, the transcript also made Joanna doubt her life. She thought that everyone was memorizing like her to death.

As a result, others memorized it desperately, but I didn't memorize it even if I was desperate! !

The other girls in the dormitory comforted Joanna, who was not doing well in the exam. Fortunately, Joanna has a sad temperament that comes and goes quickly.It wasn't long before I was packing my bags and chatting with others about vacation things to do.

That's right, Cynthia had her first school holiday.At the same time, Robert and the others were preparing to return to Downton Abbey, and Cynthia happened to be with them.

Downton, which has been silent for a long time, is about to welcome its owners again.

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