[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

Oh my god, Carol looked at that handsome blond young man, and then saw those gorgeously dressed gentlemen and ladies standing behind him, so they are in the first class cabin of the Titanic?

"I'm in a hurry to find my girlfriend now." Jack waved his hand with a shy smile, "Goodbye."

"Have you heard of the Titanic?" Carol looked at Sherlock, wanting to make sure that this ship was the Titanic she knew.

"That's the huge British cruise ship that sank in 1912," Sherlock said.

"Sherlock, your teleportation circle can still travel through time and space."

"Carol Ann, why do you keep asking nonsensical questions?"

Carol pouted, and pointed to the table in the corner of the hall, where some food was placed, "I'm hungry."

"Go and eat, eat more and talk less."

Carol: ...

Carol perfectly ignored Sherlock's sarcasm, she walked to the dining table with her skirt in hand, cupcakes, German sausages, sandwiches cut into small pieces... She put the food she wanted on the plate and gave Sherlock the same A plate.

Carol took the plate and walked to an unoccupied small table and sat down, looking at the elegant people around, in order not to look like a starved ghost reincarnated, she could only start to eat in small bites.

Sherlock was about to come over when a woman in a dark blue dress stopped him.She looked at Sherlock curiously, with aggressive eyes, "Sir, what's your name?"

"Stephen Strange."

"Mr. Strange, may I ask you to dance?"

Sherlock shook his head, narrowing his eyes, "My wife is sitting there."

The woman followed his fingers and spotted a girl nibbling on a cupcake.Carol noticed Sherlock's gaze, looked up, and smiled at him holding the cake.

"This lady, my wife is very jealous, I think, I can't accept your invitation." Sherlock found a good reason, he bowed his head to apologize, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

After speaking, Sherlock walked over to Carol, and found a seat beside her to sit down.

But the woman followed. She stared at Sherlock intently, without hiding the admiration in her eyes, "Mrs. Strange, your husband is elegant and gentleman, I envy you very much."

ah?Mrs. Strange?Carol looked dazed, but she felt someone pull down her skirt on the table, she looked at Sherlock, and Sherlock showed her a warm smile.She swears, this is definitely the first time she has seen Sherlock laugh so weirdly!

Carol could only smile shyly at the woman, and then looked at Sherlock pretending to be full of love.

After the man left, she spread her hands again and said, "Mrs. Strange?"

"Stephen Strange is an alias," Sherlock explained. "It's the name I've used in all my business outside."

Carol: ...

Doctor Strange is Sherlock Holmes' convenient disguise, and she seems to have found another surprise?

"You look aggrieved," Sherlock raised his eyebrows, and satirized her again, "Shouldn't I be the one who suffers?"

Carol rolled her eyes, and she put the plate she just took in front of Sherlock, "I brought you a plate, eat yours, eat more and talk less!"

"You put German sausages in the cream cake?" It wasn't until Sherlock's voice came that Carol realized that her presentation was a complete mess.

"If you like to eat or not, you won't die from starvation."

Carol turned her head angrily, took a big bite out of the sausage in her hand, and cursed, Sherlock, the stinky fart, knows how to pick pricks all day long!

At this time, a pair of young people arm in arm came up to them, "Miss, I was really sorry just now, I was too anxious. Hello, my name is Jack."

Carol looked up and found that it was Jack who almost knocked her down before, and standing beside him was the fair and beautiful Ruth.Jack smiled a little embarrassedly, "This is my female companion."

"Hello, my name is Carol. This is my... sir, Stephen Strange." Carol pointed to Sherlock with a cold expression.Looking at the two well-matched couple, she couldn't help feeling how beautiful youthful and romantic love is.

After Jack and Rose greeted Carol, they ran to dance on the dance floor.Carol poked Sherlock with her elbow, and said tentatively, "Detective, what do you think these two people are related to? I bet they are in love."

"Didn't you see the more obvious things?" Sherlock scorned, "Jack is definitely not Ruth's boyfriend, her boyfriend is someone else."

"How do you know?" Carol's eyes widened.

"Ruth's dress fits well, but look at Jack, don't you think this suit is a bit too big for him?" Because of the loud music and voices here, Sherlock could only lean into Carol's ear Said in a low voice.His breathing warmed Carol's ears.

"This only means that the suit is not his." Carol pouted, "Then what?"

"Behind them, there are a few people who are talking, and one of them has been paying attention to Ruth." Sherlock pointed to several gentlemen and ladies who were having a good conversation not far away, and one of them was dressed in black. The man in the suit, his eyes were fixed on Ruth.

"Look at that man's suit again. Is it similar in design and cut to Jack's, even in the same size?"

Carol nodded.

"It means that Jack's suit actually belongs to that man, and that man is Ruth's real boyfriend or fiance."

"But, how do you know that he is Ruth's fiancé?" Carol was puzzled.

"It's 1912, Carol Ann. Do you think a socialite who can get into first class, her family will allow her to marry a poor boy who seems to have nothing?" Sherlock asked, "Can Ruth Helping Jack get that suit just shows how much she's got to do with that man."

It sounds like this makes sense, Carol patted Sherlock on the shoulder, "Mr. Strange, your thinking is right."

"It took me 5 minutes to explain such a simple question to you." Sherlock mocked, "This is a complete waste of time, we have to find a way to get off this ship."

Carol: ...

When she was about to complain about Sherlock, she felt that the ground was a little unstable, and she almost lost her balance.The hanging lights on the ceiling were faltering, the table began to tilt, and the food fell to the floor.Suddenly, there was noise everywhere, and the crowd here began to become chaotic.