Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

After Cecily finished talking about the curse, she felt sleepy and yawned. After Holmes noticed it, he asked Cecily to go back to her room to get some rest, and said that she still had time to talk tomorrow.

The next morning, Cecily got up very early, she had already developed the habit of going to bed and getting up early in medical school-after all, if she went to bed late, she had to get up early.The air in the country was fresh, and when the cool morning air reached her nose, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she turned around she didn't see Holmes, only then did she realize that she was already in the Hunter Manor, and it wasn't the Lane's hard-boiled man underneath her. A plank bed, but a soft bed.She didn't feel much when she fell asleep, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she woke up.After all, a bed that is too hard or too soft is not good for the lumbar spine, and she couldn't help but maliciously speculate in her heart that the relationship between husband and wife is not good because of the bad waist.

So bad, so inappropriate.

She opened the curtains, today was not as bright as yesterday, and the clouds above her head were all dark. After she opened the window, she was woken up by the cold air outside, and quickly closed the window.

Change clothes, go out to eat breakfast, today is also a day full of energy!

When Cecily went down to have breakfast, she found only one woman sitting at the dining table. The woman was wearing a gorgeous dress, but even the flared sleeves could not change her delicate demeanor. , very gentle appearance.She heard footsteps, raised her head, and was taken aback for a moment before she realized that the manor, which had been deserted for a long time, had welcomed two residents.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Hunter's guest?" She called her husband Mr. Hunter.

"You must be Mrs. Hunter." Cecily took off her hat and put it on her chest in salute. "I am Doctor Sylvester."

Mrs. Hunter smiled softly, rang the bell, and asked the butler to bring a breakfast.

When Cecily was sitting at the dining table waiting, the lady had already finished her meal. She seemed to want to get up, but she felt that it was not good to leave the guests alone, so she sat and chatted with Cecily.

"Is Mr. Sylvester from London?" she said without looking anyone in the eye. "Your accent doesn't belong to the surrounding area."

"My friend Mr. Holmes and I are both from London." Cecily leaned forward slightly, and replied politely, "Mr. Hunter told me yesterday that you don't seem to be in good health, and asked me to take a look for you. If you wish..."

"Mr. Hunter always worries too much about this." Mrs. Hunter seemed to want to look at Cecily, but noticed that Cecily's eyes were still on her, so she turned her eyes away, "I didn't What discomfort."

It's embarrassing to shovel.

Mrs. Hunt knew how to kill the day better than herself.

Fortunately, breakfast was delivered, and Cecily was determined to maintain her aloof personality, so she stopped actively looking for topics.She realized that Mrs. Hunter was looking at herself secretly, but she was helpless, but she didn't show it again.

Mrs. Hunter glanced at the clock, leaned over and said, "I should go see the child and wake him up. I'm sorry to stay with you for a while."

Cecily nodded, watching Mrs. Hunter's figure disappear around the corner of the second floor.The breakfast wasn't very tasty, but it was rich in style. She wiped her mouth and praised the housekeeper.The butler responded verbally, but in a perfunctory manner.

This manor is considered magnificent, but with a little attention, you can see the haze in the corners, like the gorgeous robe shaking out the lice.The maid didn't care about the guest's presence at all, and was cleaning the floor.Occasionally, some peeping eyes can be felt on the body, as if exposed to the gun's sight. Before realizing what the eyes mean, it is difficult to understand the maliciousness in them.

When Holmes went downstairs, he bumped into Mr. Hunter, and the two chatted about their horse riding experiences, and they seemed to have a good time.Cecily couldn't help but think about Holmes riding a horse - just like last night, he followed the moonlight to her in front of her.

It's a pity that the weather today is not very good. Looking at the rainstorm that is brewing, it is probably not suitable for going out for horse racing.

"Mr. Sylvester, you got up really early." Mr. Hunter straightened his collar.

Cecily nodded and smiled: "Good morning, gentlemen."

After the two sat down, Mr. Hunter rang the bell, and Mr. Butler brought breakfast.

"You must have seen your wife this morning, right?" Mr. Hunter was beaming when he spoke, "She always gets up very early, and after breakfast, she will go for a walk in the pasture at the back, and after the cowman finishes milking the cows, she will personally deliver come over."

"You are really blessed to have such a meticulous lady," said Holmes, noticing that the butler poured too much tea into the cup, and asked, "Please add more milk, thank you."

The cup of tea was almost full, the maid hurriedly stopped, and then slowly picked up the jug of milk, not knowing if it meant it or not, and added a little hastily.

Such actions fell into the eyes of Holmes. He was not really a person who liked to pour milk into his tea, but he just said it casually.After all, such a small action can reflect some information.

For example, such a maid is definitely not a maid from a decent noble family, perhaps just hired at a low price.

"I noticed that the people in the manor don't seem to have much connection with the village," Holmes casually mentioned after the chat, "I didn't notice this manor before."

When Cecily heard the first half of the sentence, she immediately focused on Mr. Hunter. She noticed that Mr. Hunter pursed his lips downwards, with an uncomfortable expression on his pale face. There is something unspeakable, as if the patient is hesitating to ask the doctor for medicine.

"It's all about my ancestors, I really can't explain it clearly," he raised his voice higher, as if he didn't know it at all, and he seemed to be pretending to be righteous, "But to be honest, my father also Tell me not to have contact with people in the village."

He mocked with a loud voice: "A man marries the eldest daughter of his father's brother, and the child born regardless of his generation even marries the youngest child of his father's brother. Seriously, do they really have no sense of incest? ? I don't think such behavior would happen in London!"

He himself thought it was funny to say such vulgar words, and he laughed a few times first, but Holmes and Cecily rarely joined him.

Fortunately, the embarrassing atmosphere was interrupted - just at this time Mrs. Hunter walked in, heard Mr. Hunter's words, frowned, and her disgusted expression could hardly be blocked. Fortunately, she noticed her when Mr. Hunter Put away your dislike.

"Amy, is it time to wake Harriet up?" He didn't notice the sudden embarrassment in the air just now, he said to his wife very naturally, then turned to tell the two guests, "Harriet is my son , he is now 13 years old, he was still at home during the summer vacation, and when school starts, he will go to the town and let him stay in the boarding school."

After Madam Niao Tingting walked upstairs, Cecily asked: "I saw that many people in the village are blind, it's just..."

"Ha, they think it's a curse, and they blame it on my ancestors. If you ask me, it's all nonsense!" Mr. Hunter blushed, slapped the table and stood up, "I'm a I see, are you here to question me? Because you think I'm a tainted person?"

His hands were clenched into fists, the knuckles of his index fingers clasping the tabletop.

"I'll tell you! Even if there is any curse, it is because they are unwilling to leave the village. God's curse on their incest!"

Cecily didn't expect to hit Mr. Hunter's point with a single sentence. She almost lost her footing, but she quickly realized and stood up: "I'm very sorry, I didn't mean that."

Mr. Hunter was so angry that he passed out just like that!

"Mr. Hunter!"

Before the housekeeper and maid had time to move, Cecily and Holmes got up immediately, and the stool was pushed down like this without bothering to help it.

Cecily groaned inwardly, fainted just like that?She reached out to Mr. Hunter's neck and felt the pulse of his artery, which was a little fast.But she rolled his eyelids and found that there seemed to be some bleeding in the fundus?

"The butler!" cried Holmes. "Bring me the brandy!"

Cecily unbuttoned Mr. Hunter's collar and the first button, and then noticed one thing—some bruises on his skin?She thought for a while, and pressed Mr. Hunter's chin slightly. Mr. Hunter's mouth was forced to open, and she could see that he had symptoms of bleeding gums.

"Holmes, do you think he will beat me if I take his clothes off?"

Cecily said calmly.

Holmes:? ? ?

Cecily was still relatively calm, but the hand that unbuttoned Mr. Hunter almost trembled a little.After Holmes noticed Cecily's haste, he reached out and tore off Mr. Hunter's shirt.Sure enough, Cecily saw the signs of Mr. Hunter's splenomegaly.That is, at the same time——

Mr. Hunter's heartbeat stopped.

"His heart is not beating!" Holmes was the first to notice this.

At this time, the butler hurried over: "What happened?"

Cecily didn't care too much, she lifted Mr. Hunter's chin, and immediately performed chest compressions.

Holmes couldn't help but watched Mr. Hunter's heartbeat nervously.

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"Hopeless."

Sylvester lost his strength and sat on the ground.

It was only then that Holmes noticed that the butler was still standing there: "Aren't you going to call an ambulance?"

The author has something to say: emmmmm, starting from tomorrow...a small storyline today.

I mentioned the matter of pre-acquisition yesterday, and I haven't decided whether to write a blessing, Yuanfu or Juanfu, both sides have a general idea, but maybe I should stop?After all, I have written too many blessings...the total is 70 words, and I really love it.

Are you sure you don't want to comment? My mentality is about to collapse. Although there is no sugar today, you can have some expectations for tomorrow's Riwan.

Make up about the bug:

1. In theory, they should have dinner together. Hunter's family was not in harmony and basic etiquette was not maintained.

2. An ambulance refers to a carriage that pulls patients.

3. The servants don't respect Mr. Hunter is also very lazy, so he will clean up during meals or even in front of guests.