[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 100

The case was quickly resolved by the way, and then Jenny spent an hour removing Sherlock's makeup, but the next day's newspaper still only had Lestrade accepting the interview with a proud face.

"It didn't say anything about you." Jenny put the newspaper on the table and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Being known by too many people will only make us more dangerous." Sherlock doesn't care about being famous at all, anyway, he has already got the bounty from Lestrade... This is enough to make Lestrade I'm not used to it anymore.

"That's true." Jenny also agreed with this point, she was just a little bit aggrieved.

"It's time to start working~" Jenny stretched her waist and said.A wealthy princess has taken a fancy to a long wedding dress designed by Jenny. Tom has received the order before Christmas, and now it is finally confirmed.Starting today, Jenny will make adjustments to the design with Tom. After the board shape is confirmed and the deposit is received, the construction will start.

Jenny was very depressed, and she knew that "going to the countryside for a few days after this case is over" is bullshit!

Sherlock expressed his innocence: You obviously don't have time.

The previous case seemed to give Sherlock a brief satisfaction, so he focused on his friend, John Watson's wedding.Sherlock accompanied John to go shopping for the wedding, make church appointments together, and help him write invitations—John knew that Sherlock could also write cursive calligraphy.Because the wedding is mainly organized by the woman, there is not much that needs to be done by John, but he still consulted Sherlock when buying the wedding ring: use a pair of emerald cufflinks that his father used to change into a pair of rings, although Not big, but very memorable.

When Jenny came back to her senses, she realized that it was the time for John's wedding. At this moment, she felt that her secret wedding was not worthwhile: she and Sherlock had to prepare two gifts on the surface.

"Maybe I shouldn't wear such... bright colors?" Jenny struggled to pick up a long green dress and compared it, feeling that she had to go to the wedding before she had decided on the clothes.

"It's not good to be too plain..." Jenny took an ivory skirt, but it might be nice to wear it with a beautiful large scarf.

"Maybe I should dress a little more formally?" Maybe this is more in line with her status as a "widow"?

"kindness……"

When Sherlock came back from a walk, he found that Jenny hadn't chosen her clothes yet, and he was very puzzled.

"I've never seen you have any trouble with that," said Sherlock. "Just choosing a dress, I thought it wouldn't be too difficult for you?"

"Of course it's difficult. This is Dr. Watson's wedding. Of course, we must be more cautious." Jenny compared the skirts while thinking about matching.

Sherlock stared at it speechlessly for a few seconds, walked forward and quickly rummaged through the closet twice, and took out a red dress, "This is it." He said, "It just matches your ruby ​​earrings."

"Uh..." Jenny glared at Sherlock coquettishly.But she thought this one would be nice too, and besides the earrings, she happened to have a hat to go with the dress.

What surprised Jenny was that John actually invited Sherlock to the last single night before getting married. The matter of the land... I'm so sorry, Sherlock wasn't her husband at that time!

Jenny had no choice but to boil the hot water and wait without sleeping.Sure enough, the two came back at two o'clock in the middle of the night. To be precise, Sherlock dragged John back.There was also John's newly hired little manservant, carrying a box in his hand, and followed behind with a look of panic.

"Oh, my God...do you need to help him induce vomiting? How can he have a wedding tomorrow?" Jenny held up the candlestick and said unhappily.

"He has already vomited, let's do this first, wake him up early tomorrow." Sherlock also drank too much, he threw John on the deck chair on the first floor, not wanting to carry him up to the second floor.Jenny had no choice but to take down the bedding from the second floor, cover John with a quilt, and also brought a quilt to the little manservant, asking him to stay in the restaurant for the night and take care of John by the way.

But Jenny couldn't bear Sherlock's smell of alcohol, so she poured him a glass of honey water and drove him to take a bath.

"Don't fall asleep in the bathtub, I'll call you," Jenny called from the bathroom door.

Jenny was so worried that she couldn't sleep because she was afraid of delaying the wedding.She got up early in the morning to boil enough hot water and coffee to wake John up.

"Doctor Watson, wake up." Only then did Jenny realize that John had not only been drinking the night before, but had at least had a fight. One of his eye sockets had been beaten, and it turned into a frightening blue-black color. The corners of his mouth and forehead Also broken.

"What's the matter? Oh my god, it's not dawn yet." John wrapped the quilt over his head and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Today is your wedding day, Watson, look what you look like! Hurry up and get ready." Jenny continued to shake John awake without any politeness.

"Oh my God, it's you, Mrs. Hudson. Where am I? Where is Holmes?" John struggled to open his eyes, "Hiss..." He covered the beaten eye, "My eyes What's wrong?"

"I think I was punched, it's nothing serious, get up, Dr. Watson, take a shower and wake up, I'll cook you an egg, just keep rolling." Jenny saw that John had gotten up , began to make breakfast.

John was supported by the male servant, and he crawled all the way to the second floor to take a shower. Half an hour later, he sat at the dining table like a dog.

"Thank you for keeping those things for me, Mrs. Hudson." John took the boiled egg Jenny handed him and put a hot compress on his eyes.

"It's nothing. Alright, drink a glass of honey water first, and then have breakfast. I'll call Xia...Mr. Holmes, and I'll treat your wound after breakfast. Oh my God, you can't just get married like this, The bride must not be scared to death by you. Look at what you two did yesterday." After finishing speaking, Jenny went upstairs with her skirt to wake Sherlock up, telling him to come down for breakfast.

The two drank too much wine last night, and they didn't have much appetite at first. Fortunately, Jenny had already thought of this. She cooked thick bacon porridge with rice and refreshing side dishes, which made the stomachs of the two drunks feel comfortable. many.

"Okay, let's take care of the wound." Jenny came over with the potion and cosmetics, "Well... your eyes look much better, and I will give you a little bit of rice later, so you won't be able to see it at all."

"What? Still need to pay the meter points? It's not necessary, is it?" John felt unacceptable.

"Don't worry, Watson, Mrs. Hudson's workmanship is first-class." Sherlock said, sitting aside.

It was just a small problem, and Jenny quickly solved it, brightened up the skin tone, covered up the tape and dark circles, and Jenny also helped John trim his eyebrows, and John now looks like a spirit again lad.

"Oh." John exclaimed in surprise holding the mirror, "Oh, my God, Mrs. Hudson, there is no trace of makeup at all."

"Thank you for your compliments. But boys, it's... 07:30." Jenny took out her watch and looked at it. "We have to hurry up. I'm going to change clothes, you... er, Holmes Sir, Dr. Watson, what are you doing, call a carriage by the way." Jenny hurried upstairs to get ready.

Forty-five minutes later, Jenny was ready to go downstairs to find Sherlock and John ready.

Sherlock was wearing the three-piece suit Jenny had given him for Christmas, with a tuxedo over it, also made by Jenny, and his black top hat on the table next to him.

John wore the wedding uniform that his valet always carried, which was actually a military uniform, John's uniform from when he was a soldier, with his medals and medals on it.

The two men were already waiting anxiously. Sherlock was standing at the door with a watch in his hand, and John was pacing up and down on the beat of the drums.

"Too slow, too slow, Mrs. Hudson, we're going to be late!" John said hurriedly to Jenny.

"What?" Jenny took out her watch and looked at it. "It's only [-]:[-], and there's still more than an hour left."

"Of course not." John said vaguely, covering the corner of his mouth that was almost split again.

"What time do you think the ceremony will be held?" Sherlock stepped forward to hold Jenny.

"Isn't it... ten o'clock?" Jenny suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It's nine o'clock!" Shouted Sherlock and John in unison.

"...Oh my God, we're going to be late!" Jenny reflected with a slightly longer arc of reflex.

The three of them got into the carriage with John's little manservant. In fact, there was enough time, but it was not enough, but this was going to attend the wedding after all. When the three arrived at the church, the groom was basically missing.

John walked into the church, apologized softly to everyone and walked to the front stage, Sherlock followed him as his best man.

Jenny quietly sat in the second row of the man's guest seat, which was closest to the wall, and everyone else moved to the right to make room for her.Sitting next to her was a man with a round face, wearing round glasses with a receding hairline. He looked at Jenny, and when she looked at her, he stretched out his hand and said softly, "Joseph Stanford, who used to be Dr. Watson's assistant."

Jenny reached out and held the other's hand, "Jenny Hudson, Dr. Watson's former landlord."

"Oh, Mrs. Hudson, I know that you are also the landlord of Sherlock Holmes. At that time, he was still working at Butts Hospital. I introduced Dr. Watson to share with him. It is your place, Baker Street, right? Your cooking skills are very good." Joseph looked surprised.

"How do you know?" Jenny was also surprised, she didn't think Sherlock or John would promote her cooking skills or anything.

"Hehe, Holmes gained a lot of weight after renting your house, and he has to go back for dinner every night..." Joseph winked cheerfully.Jenny smiled knowingly.

At this time, the pastor announced the official start of the wedding, and Jenny and Joseph quickly sat upright and looked towards the door.

Jenny took the opportunity to look around at the other guests, and she noticed that the first row of the man's guest seat was a decadent uncle.It can be seen that he has received the same gentleman's education, but the well-made but old coat on his body shows his current desolation.Jenny couldn't see his face because of the angle, but his hair was the exact same color as John's.

Jenny remembered that John seemed to have said that he had an older brother, probably this person.

Merry Meggins, wearing a white wedding dress, came from the door with her father on her arm.John took over his fiancée from his future father-in-law in a solemn and solemn way. Afterwards, under the auspices of the pastor, they made an oath to officially become husband and wife, agreeing that only death can separate them.

"It's so touching." Jenny said, holding a handkerchief and gently wiping her tears.In fact, not only her, but also other women present all shed tears of emotion.

"Yes, what a sweet couple." Joseph agreed.