Because of Wickham's presence, the long-lost reunion becomes very awkward.

When he sat down and found that he was indeed not popular among the Bennet sisters and their husbands, he pretended to have something urgent to do, said goodbye to everyone and left.

As soon as he left, Elizabeth was able to find an opportunity to explain Wickham's existence to others.

"William and I met Wickham from Leeds," Elizabeth said. "At first we just wanted to stay there for one night, take a rest and take the train directly to London. But we didn't expect that soon after we arrived, we heard that the local people Something happened to the regiment."

"Something happened?" Jane slightly widened her eyes.

"Wickham still gambles," Elizabeth sighed, "and in Leeds, he has a lot of gambling debts, and owes thousands of pounds in gambling debts. Darcy was in Leeds and almost crawled up to our lodgings, begging William for help."

"..." Mary probably understood.

Do you need to say more about the rest?

Either Mr. Darcy thought that Wickham was the son of his old housekeeper, just such a descendant, so he couldn't bear it, so he helped him; Tell all about Miss Georgiana Darcy and Lydia.

In any case, Wickham had now come to London again in a well-dressed and sanctimonious manner.

"So," said Mary helplessly, "Mr. Darcy helped him."

"I wanted to stop here," Darcy frowned upon hearing the words, "I told him to cut off all contact with him on the grounds of borrowing money. But Wickham not only ignored my words, but also said that there is a nobleman in London who is coming to London development."

Mary has a deep understanding of what it means to be harmed for thousands of years.

The most important reason why a villain is a villain is that he is shameless.Mary claims to be very indifferent to other people's worldly eyes, but she is really inferior to Wickham.

"You didn't tell us about that in your letter," began Jane. "I was really startled at seeing Mr. Wickham, afraid, afraid—"

Jane didn't finish the following words, but everyone present looked at Lydia in unison.

Lydia: "..."

Knowing why everyone looked at her, Lydia blushed and said angrily: "I won't be fooled, you all said he is a gambler, do I know that he is a gambler and still post it shamelessly?" ?"

For a single lady, Lydia's remarks were almost vulgar.It had been a long time since she uttered such straightforward words. During this time when Lydia and Irene were together, they moved closer to the elegant and generous singer intentionally or unconsciously.

Mary laughed out loud.

Lydia stared at Mary: "What are you laughing at?"

Mary smiled and said, "You can still blush when you laugh."

Lydia: "You—"

At this point, Lydia will no longer accept Mary's aggressive method.She snorted coldly, suppressed the urge to quarrel with Mary, and announced proudly: "In short, Wickham is nothing to me now. I am very busy, and I still have a lot of inspirations for fashion designs to draw." Come out, where is the time to deal with a debtor gambler?"

Catherine couldn't help muttering: "You didn't say that half a year ago."

Lydia finally couldn't help but blew her hair: "Even you say that about me, Katie!"

Seeing that she was acting like a little girl again, the sisters present laughed at the same time.

After teasing Lydia like this, the atmosphere of the reunion finally became lively.Elizabeth was relieved, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know which 'gentleman' is so unlucky, or someone Jane knows, who was deceived by Wickham just like that!"

Mary is also curious.

But on the night of the party held by the Bingleys for Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy, Mary was speechless when she saw the smiling and well-dressed Wickham who attended the party with Sir Blackwood.

Yes, why can't I think of it?

As Sir Blackwood was a friend of Mr. Darcy's--as one of the first to be called to the wedding--it was no accident that he made his acquaintance with the son of the old steward of Pemberley Park.

It's social again, alas.

Mary can't be said to be a reserved person, but that doesn't mean she likes social situations.From Longbourne to London, such a party was no different for her than a dance, and it was more fun to stay at home and read a book or two.

In particular, before socializing, Elizabeth would accompany me to talk, but now Lizzie is the new Mrs. Darcy in London, and she is the center of today's gathering, so naturally she has no time to take care of Mary's feelings.

Especially this time with Wickham.

Because of his existence, Mary's attention has been on Wickham.If it hadn't been for Elizabeth learning that the guy had been beaten up in Leeds, Mary would have felt that Wickham hadn't changed at all since he left Merri—handsome, dashing, with a face like a movie star forever With a pleasing smile, he treats everyone with enthusiasm and appropriateness.

Besides, he was also a friend brought by Sir Blackwood. Although everyone didn't know who he was, the red uniform and the title of Sir made him attract the attention of many people as soon as he arrived.

"Extremely interested in my friend, Miss Mary?"

A familiar voice brought Mary back to reality.

At some point, Sir Blackwood had already walked to Mary's side.The two have not seen each other since Mary rejected his marriage proposal on the boulevard in front of Mr. Brownlow's villa last time.

However, before the last farewell, Mary stated that refusing to propose marriage does not mean that the friendship between the two is completely over.So when Mary turned her head and met Blackwood's gaze, the latter still smiled.

Jazz half-jokingly said: "Wickham himself is indeed handsome, and he is a young man worthy of the attention of all ladies."

That's fine, as if the rejection never happened.

Mary thought so too.She couldn't fall out with Blackwood yet, and she was counting on him to reveal some more news about the Illuminati.

Therefore, in the face of Sir's teasing, Mary just raised her eyebrows: "For a gentleman who almost became a relative, of course I will pay more attention to it."

"Your relatives?"

This was completely beyond Sir Blackwood's expectations.

"A year ago, Mr. Wickham joined the militia in my hometown," Mary roughly explained. "He is very popular in the local area, and even Elizabeth and Lydia have a good impression of him. It's a pity. Such a coincidence, perhaps their fate with Mr. Wickham is not enough."

As for why it wasn't enough and why it didn't work, Mary would naturally not tell Blackwood an outsider.

"It turns out that you have known each other for a long time," Sir Blackwood suddenly realized, "but it may not be a pity if you don't have enough fate, Miss Mary. Now that Mr. and Mrs. Darcy are so affectionate, isn't it better than marrying an officer?"

"That's right."

As she spoke, Mary hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Then, sir, how did you meet Mr. Wickham?"

When she asked this question, Mary had already prepared the answer: she ran into the lovely Wickham at Pemberley Manor, and the two hit it off right away.After that, Blackwood didn't live near Darcy's house, and of course he had no way of knowing his true nature.

But Sir Blackwood's real answer was far beyond Mary's expectation.

"Wickham saved my life," said the sergeant.

"what?"

Mary's eyes widened slightly: "I saved your life."

"Yes," Sir nodded. "That was a few years ago. I am a man who likes to make friends, Miss Mary, as you know, even the Vicar in Whitechapel. So I am like you." , I often go to places... that don't fit my identity. But you are here to investigate cases, and I am here to deal with people."

Mary smiled: "I've seen it before."

Sir Blackwood couldn't help curling his lips: "Of course, it is because you have seen it that I dare to tell the truth. Otherwise, if I change it to any other lady, I am afraid that my reputation will be lost."

Mary: "I won't accuse you or tell anyone about it, I promise you."

"I believe you, ma'am," Blackwood went on, "an old friend of mine invited me to sit in a bar, and we went. But I didn't expect to have a confrontation with someone just as I sat down in the bar. He is strong and strong, but the other party is not easy to mess with. After some disputes, the opponent even drew a knife."

"Take out the knife?!"

Mary was a little surprised: "Are you all right, sir?"

Blackwood: "At the very moment, it was Mr. Wickham who rushed out and pushed me away. The two of us met because of this, and after we had a deep conversation, we found that he was Darcy's friend. As you said, Miss Mary, fate always It's such a coincidence."

It turned out to be so.

After listening to Sir Blackwood's narration, Mary's perception of Wickham became more complicated.

It's fine that he's a scumbag with a problematic character, but he's also a lucky scumbag.Good luck in reincarnation, not to mention giving birth to a good skin, but also bluffing around, always taking advantage of it.Even if he rescued someone casually in a London bar, the one he saved was a rich gentleman who owned a jazz.

Who is it, Mary is so envious and jealous.

"It seems that Mr. Wickham is still your lucky star," Mary said, "No wonder Mr. Wickham said that he met a noble person in London, and he enthusiastically helped arrange accommodation when he came to London this time."

"Compared to my life," Blackwood said earnestly, "it's not too much to give him a house in London."

"..."

Mary took a deep breath.

"Of course, I won't do that."

Seeing Mary's shocked face, the Sir laughed loudly: "Wickham himself has no intention of developing in London. To help others is to help others. What's the use of giving him a house in London? It's better to exchange it for real money. It's a good deal."

Thank goodness!

How much Blackwood gave Wickham has nothing to do with Mary.But if he lived long in London, he would be very connected with Mary!

Although Lydia has lost interest in Wickham now, it is annoying enough to have a scumbag dangling in front of her eyes all day long.Tolerance is okay for a while, but if Mary sees him from time to time, it's a headache to think about it.

While Mary was thinking of how to divert the conversation from Wickham to other matters, there was a sudden commotion in the drawing-room.

"What's the matter?" Mary was a little at a loss. Seeing that everyone was looking out of the door and window, she couldn't help asking, "Did Jane and Charles invite any other important people?"

"what."

Blackwood pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It is estimated that the singer is here."

"Varied--"

singer?What singer?Mary knew only one singer in London!

Before she could react, the living room door opened.

The person whose name popped out of Mary's mind instinctively walked in accompanied by his male companion.

It's Erin!

Ms. Irene Adler was dressed in a typical Parisian high society dress. Her face was beautiful and dignified, with a gentle and generous look, and she almost grabbed everyone's attention the moment she stepped into the living room.And Mary even noticed that the male companion who entered the door with her was the Judge Boris Nolan whom she had seen at Sir Blackwood's banquet before, and it was also the person Mr. Holmes had confirmed to be a member of the Illuminati.

Mary immediately realized who the "gentleman in his fifties" who had been visiting Irene's villa these days was.

——Did she not listen to her persuasion, and went to the battle to get news from the Illuminati herself!

The author has something to say: Yesterday, a girl said that Jane is too bad and a good person, and she really messed up when she looked back.Every day I write and find out, sometimes my brain can't turn it around, and I have corrected the plot!It doesn't affect the follow-up, everyone can take a look.

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