Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

When Cecily woke up again, Holmes was no longer on the bed, but the quilt was messy. Cecily thought about it for a while, and felt that Holmes should not be the kind of person who can make the quilt by herself.

Hmm... so here comes the question, the bed where the idol slept...

Cecily woke up suddenly!Day, didn't they become friends a long time ago? Why did they suddenly come up with such an idea again!Need it or not.

After sternly criticizing herself, Cecily got up and touched Holmes' bed.

Well... she just wanted to know how long Holmes had been up!

The bed was already cold, and Cecily thought it was time to wash up, so she locked the door, cleaned herself up, and then went out to wash up.

When she went down to breakfast, she found that everyone had finished, except Holmes and old Tom sitting in the drawing-room.

Holmes noticed Cecily first, but he did not take his eyes off the newspaper.

It was Old Tom who spoke first: "Doctor, are you feeling better today?"

Cecily was still a little dazed, hesitated for a moment before nodding: "My head still hurts, but it doesn't matter, breakfast..."

"I'm sure you must be hungry. Sit down quickly. I'll go to the kitchen and bring it out for you." Old Tom got up straight away and went to the kitchen.

Cecily thought for a while, and sat next to Holmes: "Good morning, Holmes."

Eh?Oh, there is a smell of smoke.

"Good morning."

Holmes looked up at her, then turned back to the paper.

"Is there any news in the newspaper?" Cecily asked casually.

"This is the newspaper we read the day we were in town," said Holmes with a blank expression. "After all, Tom has never been in town since then."

He was still reading the newspaper seriously, but his tone was indifferent.

Cecily: ...then you still enjoy watching it.

"My God, Sylvester, your thoughts are written all over your face. I didn't enjoy reading it. I just have nothing to do." Holmes threw the newspaper aside. "The air here is about to corrode my nerves." Now, I just wish there was something to make my head spin."

It was rare for Cecily to see him like this, so she couldn't help but smile: "You can try to go out to verify whether this disease is an infectious disease."

Holmes raised one eyebrow: "Oh? According to what you said, Guo Huo's law? But let it go, if it is really an infectious disease, I don't think you have worried about me."

Old Tom came out with a plate, and Cecily didn't say anything, and went to eat at the table.

Holmes did not expect to be less attractive than a plate of breakfast, and his friend went to eat without answering a word?A little upset, he pursed his lips, took a deep breath, looked at Cecily's back with some displeasure, picked up the newspaper again with a big movement, and flipped through it.

Cecily didn't notice, thanked Old Tom lightly, and then slowly enjoyed her breakfast.

Old Tom enthusiastically arranged plans for Cecily and Holmes: "Today you can go for a walk in the mountains, and when the sun is about to go down, you can go to the lake to watch the sunset. Yesterday, in order to go to the bar, we went to the bar in advance. I'm back... Well, after watching the sunset today, I came back to rest and go to bed early, and I can still watch the sunrise when I wake up tomorrow morning. The weather has been pretty good these days."

Sherlock Holmes was also very boring, and he followed each sentence with an excellent attitude. Old Tom's conversation became more lively, and he talked more.

When Mrs. Lane passed by, she frowned and glanced at Old Tom, without saying a word, with an indifferent expression, took her child and walked away quickly, and went out.

Old Tom snorted softly, and his spirits rose even higher.

Holmes looked at Old Tom's neck that was almost red, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cecily had just finished her breakfast and was about to go up to change a pair of shoes, pack up and go climbing again, but she was called down again.

"Doctor Sylvester! Someone is looking for you!"

It was old Tom's loud voice.

Cecily was also surprised. She didn't know why someone came to her, but she went downstairs quickly, and saw the young man who was talking to Holmes last night standing at the door.

Seeing Sylvester, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and said hastily: "I'm sorry to interrupt your schedule, doctor, I really may need your help..."

Cecily glanced at Holmes subconsciously, and Holmes and his brother patted the young man on the shoulder kindly: "You don't have to worry, if you can help, my friend will definitely not shirk."

He turned to look at Cecily.

"Of course, if I can help..." Cecily realized something was wrong after agreeing, "It's just that I didn't bring a medical kit..."

The young man immediately said: "It's not too urgent, it's just that my mother has always had asthma, and she never wants to go to the hospital in the town. I heard that you are from London, so..."

Cecily made up her mind, and saw Holmes's slight nod, and readily agreed. She looked at the hiking shoes on her feet: "In this case, I'd better go change a pair of shoes."

Holmes also said that he would also change his shoes: "Since Sylvester can't go climbing with me, let's postpone this trip. I can go to the lake to chat with Browns, or go to the bar to have a drink." .”

The apology on the young man's face was even worse. Holmes patted his shoulder lightly and reassuringly, and followed Cecily upstairs.

As soon as the door closed, Holmes' expression darkened.

"Last night I was talking to that young man out there, Mr. Dorris, who told me that there are not only blind people in their village," said Holmes, walking up to his bed, taking off his shoes, "and that he had six toes himself, and This is not uncommon in their village."

Cecily was stunned, and took off her shoes after turning an angle to make sure Holmes couldn't see her feet, and asked tentatively, "Does this imply that we have other possibilities besides poisoning?"

"Yes," said Holmes after a moment's silence, "I think I may be losing interest."

Cecily suddenly felt a little unhappy... This meant that their trip was coming to an end, but she hadn't seen the sunrise and sunset yet.

Maybe to watch it with him.

"Of course, I still want to find out what the curse is. It may be a case decades or even a hundred years ago. I will go back this afternoon and see if I can meet the local rich man Mr. Hunter. "Holmes snorted softly, "Hunter...sounds like a Scottish surname, so it wouldn't be surprising if it was a counterfeit."

Cecily responded and kicked again with her shoes on.Anyway, no matter what kind of shoes to wear, her feet are also small, and the special plus size is not too big, and it is not comfortable.

After changing his shoes, Holmes took his cane and tapped on Cecily's shoulder: "Perhaps you will gain something. Regarding the curse, the person who knows best must be the old man. Perhaps we can communicate tonight."

Before Cecily could say anything, Holmes walked out of the door on his own, and looked back at her.There was the first genuine smile on his lips since this morning.

Cecily got up quickly, took her cane from the bed, and walked out the door behind him.

The young man, surnamed Doris, was the original resident of the village. He told Cecily that their family had been in Green Village for a long time, and some people left, and those who left never came back.

"Actually, I thought about leaving," Doris stroked his broken hair, "it's just that my mother is not in good health, and she doesn't want to leave anyway."

Cecily didn't talk too much, and only when Doris stopped talking, would she say a few words: "Old people always love home more."

Then the atmosphere became awkward, and Cecily realized that she seemed to have chatted to death.She cleared her throat and decided to find a topic: "I wonder if there are any special foods in this village?"

She speaks clearly, with an Oxford accent from the upper class, making her look even more gentlemanly.

"Ms. Lane's craftsmanship is very good. We visited their house a few years ago." Doris smiled. "Actually, there is nothing special about it. There are only some wild vegetables in the mountains that should not be found in London. You should eat them too." been."

"That's right." Cecily cherished words like gold, and then remembered that there was no Sherlock Holmes by her side now, and she would become the king of silence if she spoke like this again. She frowned a little annoyed, and hesitated whether to continue the chat——Holmes But she has been given the task, she has to talk, how can she talk so little.

Cecily began to try to get Doris to talk about the customs in this village.

The village is not too big, so the road is not too long. They soon arrived at the door of a small single building, and Doris' words stopped abruptly: "We are here."

Cecily also didn't hear the information she wanted: Although this village is closed, but according to Doris, they don't have the habit of eating raw food and drinking water, and they usually pay attention to hygiene. What microbial parasites will occur frequently.Or did these blind people go to a certain restaurant on a regular basis?a certain bar?

She thought so, but she also heard from Doris that the blind people here lost their vision inexplicably. At first, it might be blurry, but she didn't care if she wondered if she was short-sighted. Pain, and nothing else.It's just that some people... seem to have become weaker.He couldn't tell.

Cecily pondered the information and remembered the classic cases in her textbook.Of course, she wouldn't say it rashly at this time.

door, opened.

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At the same time, Holmes ran to the lake alone, and he refused the company of old Tom.As he had told Sylvester, he felt that the old man probably knew best about the curse.The old people are more or less in the fields, and the more clear they are, the more taboo they may be to outsiders. If they want to talk easily, they must stay for a while to get familiar with it.So he changed his mind and cursed or something. Since it was caused by the local rich Hunter's family, someone in the Hunter family must know about it.

He chatted with Doris yesterday, and Doris warned him not to go to the opposite side of the lake from Browns' house, saying that he would meet Hunter, and Mr. Hunter often ran horses there—if you want to have fun in this village, try to Don't get involved with Hunter, they will definitely not welcome guests related to Hunter.

He also said that he can live in their house when he comes to play in the future, and he doesn't care about this, as long as he doesn't get involved with Hunter.

However, Holmes was such an honest person, of course he went where Hunter would go.

The author has something to say: Ah, I feel a little uncomfortable today, I got up late.Then there is class in the morning, sorry for being late

When I wrote a blessing and wanted to smoke behind Cecily's back, I felt a kind of idiot's happiness.