Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

It was a homestay, and Cecily hadn't seen any serious hotels in this village—at least she didn't think there were any.

Old Tom introduced that this was his elder brother's home, and that he himself lived here. After a few people negotiated the price, the elder brother who looked deserted was also more attentive and thoughtful.

The furnishings in the house are simple, but they only meet the basic needs. There are also a few paintings on the walls, some of which seem to be portraits of the family, but even someone who does not understand art like Cecily can see that it is poor and simple. No wonder It seemed that Holmes did not take another look.

Old Tom's surname was Lane, and Cecily said Old Tom was still Tom, but called his brother Mr. Lane.

"My level of horse-drawn carriage driving is not very high. You must have worked hard. My sister-in-law, Mrs. Lane's craftsmanship is always very good. You must try it out," Old Tom acted as the person who enlivened the atmosphere, "Maybe you will I feel that the people in our village are not very hospitable, and I can’t say how enthusiastic the people in Green Village are. After all, once there are too many people, the scenery of those mountains and fields will lose their meaning, so Green Village doesn’t welcome visitors. To take our wealth."

Mr Lane was silent on such claims.

Holmes nodded slightly: "Just looking at it from the carriage, the scenery along the way is very refreshing. It's no wonder that you in Green Village can always live here, and you can enjoy the gifts of nature just by sitting."

There is no maid in the Lane family, which means that every time there is a guest, Mrs. Lane has to be busy. She has to take care of the children, coax them into the room and ask Mr. Lane not to let them run around, and then hurry Busyly go to the kitchen to process the ingredients.If there are no guests, Old Tom will help take care of the children and bring some meat to the vegetable market to prevent the brothers and sisters from being too busy.

Mr. Lane nodded, indicating that he was going to see the child, and Tom took the two of them to familiarize themselves with Lane's house.

The two were arranged in the guest room on the second floor. There were five rooms in total on the second floor. To the east was the master bedroom, two children's rooms and a study, and to the west was Old Tom's room and a guest room.

Then came the problem, there was only one room.

Cecily's heart skipped a beat at that moment.

With the conditions in the hotel, and both of them are people who value private space, they naturally chose two single rooms, but now only one room is vacant, isn't this the rhythm of falling out?

Cecily began to panic.

Holmes also felt embarrassed.

"Our family is not too big. In the past years, when we have guests, we live together in the guest room. Although it is a bit small, it should not be a problem for two people." Old Tom opened the door of the guest room. The inside has been cleaned up, and it looks tidy , "My sister-in-law, that is, Mrs. Lane, has always worked hard. It must be very comfortable for you to live in it."

Cecily was embarrassed and wanted to speak.

Holmes was also about to speak.

After the two spoke at the same time, they looked at each other, and silently looked away.

"Excuse me, are there any spare guest rooms?" Cecily asked indifferently with a suppressed voice.

Old Tom showed some embarrassment on his face, and he pulled people into the room before he said: "You gentlemen from the city may be more concerned about this, but our village doesn't really welcome visitors, so you can borrow them." There are not many places, you have heard from the boss in the town that not everyone can come in, we only allow one or two guests at a time, and indeed there is only such a room..."

Cecily already understood the man's way of speaking, and directly took money out of her pocket.

Old Tom refused in a hurry: "If it really doesn't work, I can only send you away. I can't help you."

He hesitated for a long time before saying: "In this village...in the past, some things were caused by outsiders. I am in this business and attracting outsiders to the village has made many people in the village not used to it."

Cecily wanted to speak, but Holmes held her down.

"It's not a big deal, my friend is always particular about the details of life," he said in a natural tone, making it impossible to hear anything wrong, "It's just about the incident caused by this outsider...can you tell me? Since guests are not welcome, I also want to know if there is anything taboo in this village?"

Old Tom breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly replied: "I don't know much about the past, I only know a little... There is nothing to hide, the tallest house in the village belongs to one of our locals. Regal Hunter’s, he welcomes guests there, and the visiting guests will always go to have a meal, but if you live there, you will always attract the hostility of the villagers, so I usually don’t attract people there.”

Holmes's hand on Cecily's shoulder tightened.

Cecily felt that her shoulder pads might be deformed, and so was her heart.

"The other thing is... quite a few people in our village are blind, please don't be surprised if you meet them on the road, and don't ask too many questions." Old Tom hesitated.

Cecily guessed that there might be a story behind the blindness, but instead of asking directly, she rarely showed some concern: "It just so happens..."

"It just so happens that my friend is a doctor, so I don't know if I can help?" Holmes smiled sincerely. "To be honest, we heard that the scenery of Green Village is due to one of my friend's patients. He said The scenery here is excellent, but I didn’t mention that outsiders are not welcome.”

Old Tom seemed a little interested, but quickly suppressed it: "Their eyes can't be cured, it's all very..."

After thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, opened the door and glanced at both sides, and then came back: "There is a curse in our village, those aborigines will gradually lose their eyes when they reach a certain age—"

"Tom! Call the guests, it's time for us to eat!"

Mr Lane spoke loudly, from the floor up, calling for someone to go into the dining room.

Old Tom may have felt guilty, and was shaken by the sound, and then looked at the two suspiciously again: "I suggest that you don't interfere, the scenery of Green Village is worth visiting, but this kind of thing..."

The door had already been opened, and Old Tom didn't say any more. Cecily, who was supposed to share the same room, had no chance to raise objections because of the sudden topic, so she could only look at Holmes with some embarrassment. Holmes really looked calm. -Of course, it wasn't calm, the startled expression he had faked for Old Tom had already subsided, and his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

Cecily has no interest in the case after inferring a genetic disease in her heart. Whether it is the existing technology or what she knows in the future, the treatment methods for genetic diseases are too limited. Anyway, she can't do anything, why not You don't need to care too much, she just cares about her friends, and the biggest trouble is cohabitation.

In fact, she is quite afraid of falling off_(:зゝ∠)_

Mrs. Lane's craftsmanship is indeed not bad, even slightly better than those in the town. Cecily is tired of the food in the town, so she can't help but eat more now.The atmosphere at Ryan's table wasn't very harmonious, only a few words from time to time seemed less deserted. Holmes praised Mrs. Ryan's craftsmanship, and teased his friend for not eating so much for a long time. Sylvie, who always looked cold Mr. Ster also praised him, which eased the atmosphere at the table.

"I don't know if Mr. Holmes and Mr. Sylvester have the habit of taking a nap?" Mr. Lane's voice was extremely low, because it would break if it was too high, just like the voice he just called them for dinner, "The carriage is bumpy, okay?" It’s always right to rest before going out.”

Holmes looked very enthusiastic: "Actually, my friends and I have the habit of taking a nap...but we all took a nap this morning, and we are not sleepy at the moment, besides you just said that there is a stream nearby Good for fishing, I guess I can't wait."

Mr. Lane smiled perfunctorily: "It just so happens that we have two sets of fishing tackle here, which are commonly used by Tom and I. If you want to use them, you can use them as long as you don't break them."

"So Tom today..." Holmes was a little embarrassed.

"I'll take you there," Tom replied immediately. He was the most enthusiastic person in the family. "Go fishing, I'll take you there, and then I'll come back and do the cleaning for my brother."

Even if it was finalized with a few words, Holmes also had an active atmosphere after that, but the Ryan couple didn't talk much, they just responded lightly, and only Tom would take the initiative to pick up the topic.

Cecily couldn't help but look at Holmes one more time. Unexpectedly, she saw Holmes' helpless eyes.Cecily found it funny, but also a little novel.Not to mention her inherent impressions from previous readings (Holmes only needs to settle the case, and Watson is completely responsible for enlivening the atmosphere), but she gets along with Holmes on a daily basis. Holmes is definitely not a person who bothers to enliven the atmosphere.She was a little ashamed, obviously she was accompanying Holmes to handle the case, but she seemed to be able to watch the show from the sidelines.

If she is still a fan mentality, maybe she will be a little anxious at the moment that she can't help anything.

But now they are friends, and friends should gloat around and even add insult to injury. She didn't follow Dr. Watson's route.

Cecily couldn't help smiling slightly.

Besides, her character setting is that she doesn't talk too much. In order to maintain the character design, Mr. Holmes has to work hard.

The author has something to say: I have been a little busy recently, and I have to squeeze time to code words... But I reply seriously to all comments!Why is there no comment quq

Hmph, I won't show you the cohabitation, I'm angry.