Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

The train is probably a very magical means of transportation. In this era, whether it is a dignitary or a poor beggar, if you want to travel far, you have to rely on slow and bulky guys.

Cecily stayed awake on the train, and later took out a book to read, but Holmes pushed his hat down and fell asleep afterwards.

Cecily quietly looked at Holmes' sleeping face. After covering most of his face, Cecily could only see the tip of his nose, lips, and thin mandible.Cecily thought that Sherlock Holmes should have such thin lips. There is probably no saying in Britain that thin lips are ruthless. Cecily does not think that Holmes is ruthless, but she thinks that if they are thicker, Sherlock Holmes will look more worldly. Think of some worldly pursuits.

And this was naturally just Cecily's unreserved partiality.

In her eyes, the width and length of Sherlock Holmes's jaw line should be unique and the most beautiful in the world.

She looked at it for a while, and then continued to read, naturally she didn't notice that the corner of the mouth of the gentleman who was supposed to be asleep was ticked.

They got off the car in Potts Town, and did not go to Green Village immediately, but stopped in Potts Town that night.

The people of Potts Town are simple and honest. When the hotel owner heard that the two gentlemen came here to see the sea, he hurriedly recommended several good places. Of course, Green Village was not included. The two went to their rooms and settled their luggage. Just came down to argue with the boss.Cecily hadn't done her homework before she came here, and she almost believed that she was here for a trip after listening to Holmes' smooth talk. She only regretted that she didn't know much, and she seemed to be revealing her purpose and holding back when she opened her mouth.The nerves that had been relaxed in the car became tense again. Cecily decided not to be gay, and she looked very cold. She would never speak unless she was mentioned. Even if she did, one word could solve the problem. Things definitely don't say a word.

Holmes saw it and thought it was amused, but he didn't show it. He already knew his friend very well.

Perhaps it was at this time that he realized that even though he hadn't seen each other for a long time, he still understood her in this way—and this understanding did not come from the usual interpretation.

The two of them acted and did a full set. Since they came, they simply enjoyed the scenery nearby. The grassland near Potts Town always attracts tourists. The two stayed in the grassland for a day, and went to see the lake the next day. After returning from the lake, he began to casually ask the boss whether there are other villages around that are worth visiting. He once read in a book that there is a big lake in Green Village, and the sunrise and sunset scenes are very beautiful. He intends to go swimming with his friends. Last two days.

The boss laughed triumphantly after hearing this.

"You are asking the right person. Green Village is a closed village. They don't welcome outsiders." The boss's eyes were a little protruding. Contradictory temperament, "Most of the people who went to Green Village returned without success if they didn't find me. They only let people in the village guarantee."

Holmes looked very interested: "So strict? This makes me more interested in their scenery..."

He saw the boss's meaningful expression, but instead restrained his interest, with an expression that seemed interesting but I might not go there.

Cecily had an indifferent face.

It feels like a prelude to bargaining, and at such a time, one should obediently keep quiet.

The little boss has a shrewd face, so he naturally knows that since the two gentlemen have asked, they will definitely lose their curiosity in the end, and when they ask the end, they fiddle with his abacus, their eyebrows are raised high, and they don't look at them anywhere. look.

The taller and gentler gentleman did not disappoint the boss' expectations, so he couldn't help but asked, "What's so special about that village?"

The boss still deliberately ignored him, and the speed at which he fiddled with the abacus beads slowed down, and his tone was drawn out, revealing a sense of laziness: "Since we're not going, then there's nothing else to say."

He glanced at the gentleman's expression quietly, thinking in his heart that he was really hooked, and he might be able to get a fortune from the two gentlemen-after all, the two gentlemen don't seem to be the ones who are short of money.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go, boss, don't get me wrong."

It was the first time for Cecily to see Sherlock Holmes look so approachable and even a little silly. After all, this is Holmes' current character design. People are stupid and quick to make money.

Cecily continued drinking tea.

Hey, I feel like I'm really useless, I can't even help my friends, I just drink tea by the side.

But her conscience didn't hurt at all, and she was very happy.

At this time Holmes suddenly gave her a look, and Cecily immediately put away her happy conscience, looking a little guilty.

Cecily: It feels like Sherlock Holmes has seen through it, bang, I'm dead.

The boss has already started to brag about the beautiful scenery of Green Village. Seeing that Mr. Holmes's expression is getting more and more interested, he is also very proud. When the negotiation is settled, it is time to ask for a price. Usually, he only accepts other tourists. A pound or two, and he felt he could get five from the gentleman.

He intensified and talked about the occlusion of this village, all the tourists passed through him, and he didn't often promise to let people go, just seeing those who came by fate.

Then he stretched out his hand and made a 6.

"Six pounds for two people?" Holmes raised his voice. After seeing the boss shaking his head, he couldn't believe it. "Six pounds for one person?"

Cecily got what Holmes meant, so naturally she wouldn't let the boss negotiate the price so easily:

"Holmes."

Both Holmes and the boss shifted their eyes to Cecily, and Cecily almost made a show when she saw Holmes' exaggerated question mark face for the boss to see.

She stabilized, and said in a tense voice, "It's okay if you don't go."

The boss is in a hurry. This gentle gentleman looks very good, but he seems to have listened to another gentleman who is not very approachable in his itinerary for the past few days. If he doesn't go, the Mr. Holmes in front of him will definitely Can't do it.

Sure enough, he saw that Holmes hesitated, but he didn't dare to lower the price rashly, lest the other party lower the price even lower.

Holmes was about to speak when he was interrupted by the boss who suddenly changed his attitude.

"Five pounds is a bit expensive, but in fact, the guests who come and go are all for the scenery, and they will not be reluctant to pay the five pounds. Moreover, the villagers of Green are simple and honest, and it is a good place for vacation. If you pass by me, if you go there, you need to spend money , They will always look at me and make some troubles." The boss vowed.

He was really moved when he saw Mr. Holmes, but the other one (he didn't know the surname) still had his eyebrows locked. That person looked a little thin, with sullen frowning and a gloomy air.

Holmes felt a little regretful, and said: "It seems that my friend is not satisfied with the price... He is not a person who is obsessed with beautiful scenery. Maybe it is not worth it to him. Maybe we will..."

Cecily saw Holmes tap twice anxiously on the table—if she hadn't been as idiotic as ever, she might have ignored it.

Um?Knock twice?Twice?two pounds?

The boss is obviously heartbroken about whether to take the initiative to give up the price. The indifferent gentleman doesn't seem like someone who will take the initiative to bargain. If he can't tell, he really won't go. It's too bad for him if he can't even earn a pound. up.

Cecily took the initiative to speak: "Two pounds."

Cecily performed surgical operations on weekdays, and most people who wanted to be surgeons were decisive people, so Cecily stared at people with a straight face, which really looked decent.

"Two people..." Cecily added.

The boss was really heartbroken now, but fortunately Holmes rescued him.

"Let's pay two pounds each," asked Holmes, "Boss?"

Cecily looked at Holmes pretending to disapprove, but as if Holmes didn't receive it, the boss hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Holmes turned his head and smiled at Cecily. The smiling Cecily almost had a heart attack, and then turned back and took out four pounds from his pocket and gave it to the boss: "Then we set off tomorrow?"

"No problem, your tour in Green Village will also be guided by my friend, but the tour guide fee..."

"Don't worry." Holmes smiled.

The boss felt relieved, and asked Holmes to remember his luggage, and to stay in Potts Town for a few more days after leaving Green Village. They hadn't had a good taste of the local delicacies before letting them go upstairs to rest.

Cecily thought that it would be inconvenient to take a shower when she arrived in Green Village, so she took a shower and changed clothes after going up. She originally wanted to ask Holmes about the bargaining situation, but she forgot it. Anyway, Holmes must have achieved what he wanted. As a result, it was really inconvenient to go out in pajamas by myself.

——Gang Zhen She thinks that Lao Fu must have found out that she is a girl, otherwise why didn't she come to see her once at night.After all, in the original book, Rifle never stopped visiting his good roommate's room.

Of course, Cecily always guessed and guessed whether she found it or not, but her usual style was still based on the standard of not finding it.Well, anyway, Sherlock Holmes's mind is harder to guess than women's, and I can't figure it out after guessing.

Cecily had just laid down when she unexpectedly heard a knock on the door.

Cecily: Mistweed?

Who else?Only Sherlock Holmes would knock on the door at this point?No, no, Mr. Holmes won't, will he?Whoa, what do you want to do?Be careful that she hammers down with her small fist——

"Sylvester?"

Mr. Holmes' voice.

Cecily was violent in her heart but calm on the surface, and cleared her throat.

"Holmes?"

The author has something to say: I suddenly realized that Jinjiang's long review is 1k words... emmmmm