[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter [-]

There was so much commotion downstairs, Jenny naturally heard it, and she saw the beautiful little carriage pulling the mysterious guest away from the window, and it was John's departure soon, and she went downstairs.

Sherlock's mood has obviously improved. When Jenny went down, he was lying on the table holding a candlestick and studying the map of London.

The room was filled with a strong smell of smoke, and Jenny walked over and opened the door and windows to diffuse the smell of smoke.

"It seems that the guest brought a case that you are interested in." Jenny said.

"Yes, a little bit." Sherlock said without looking up.

"Well... is it difficult?"

"No, it's not. It's actually very simple. It's just interesting. It's a type I've rarely come into contact with before." Sherlock straightened up and pushed a deerskin bag on the table to Jenny.

The bag was very heavy, and there was a sound of "cracking" coins inside.Jenny glanced at Sherlock in surprise, then opened the bag.

"My God." Jenny couldn't help crying.The bag was full of gold coins and large rolls of banknotes.

Sherlock looked at Jenny proudly.

"Your guest today is very rich and generous." Jenny asked, "How much?"

"Three hundred pounds in gold coins and seven hundred pounds in notes." Sherlock raised his eyebrows and said.

"En." Jenny recovered from the surprise of "Hao" and pulled the bag shut.She touched the buckskin bag, then turned to Sherlock and asked, "Is today's guest a, um, nobleman?"

"Tell me." Sherlock said with interest.

"He is wearing a mask, indicating that he wants to keep a low profile, but he rides in such a carriage and wears gorgeous and expensive clothes. It seems that this is already a symbol of ordinaryness and low-key to him. He has lived in a luxurious life since he was a child. In the environment, there are either rich families or wealthy nobles. I saw his movements, very elegant, deeply rooted in his bones, so he is a nobleman."

Jenny and Sherlock used to play this reasoning game for a while.

Sherlock smiled, stood up and hugged Jenny and said: "My dear wife, although I am sometimes very curious why the line of thinking in your little head is different from mine, but it doesn't seem to matter, we will always See you at the finish line." He gently shook Jenny with his arms around her, as if she was dancing some kind of dance.

"I think part of it should be attributed to women's intuition, so... am I right?" Jenny also put her arms around Sherlock, swaying slowly to match his steps.

"Hmm~ It's good to be able to guess this level with only such a little clue." Sherlock rubbed against Jenny's cheek, and then bit her lips.

Both of them were panting when they separated, and they didn't continue the topic, but just cuddled together for a while.Sherlock rubbed his lips against Jenny's ear and whispered, "Can you hold the door for me tonight, dear Mrs. Holmes?"

"I'm always waiting for you, Mr. Holmes." Jenny kissed Sherlock's chin and said.

I have climbed over [-] river crabs of the species "La Deng"...

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, John came to 221b again, and it was still Jenny who opened the door for him.

"Hello, Mrs. Hudson, is Holmes there?" John took off his hat habitually as soon as he entered.

"Not here now... In fact, he went out at eight o'clock in the morning and hasn't come back yet. Do you want to wait for him?"

"Yes, I want to wait for him."

"I'm just about to have afternoon tea. Would you like to join me, Dr. Watson?"

"Awesome and an honor."

The two sat down, had tea and snacks, and chatted about John's married life.Although Sherlock had already heard this topic and didn't want to hear it anymore, Jenny didn't have much chance to chat with John, so it was still a very new topic for her.

John finally found another person to talk to, and he wasn't the only one talking, Jenny also gave him some advice from a female perspective from time to time.John spoke more vigorously, and an hour passed without even realizing it.

At four o'clock, the doorbell rang, and a drunk groom walked in.He was scruffy, bearded, red-faced, and ragged.

Although John was accustomed to Sherlock's amazing makeup skills, he still waited until the groom stood at the door of the restaurant and nodded familiarly to him and Jenny, and John was convinced that he was Sherlock.

Sherlock went upstairs quickly, and quickly returned to his original form and came downstairs.With his hands in his pockets, he walked into the dining room gracefully, but suddenly burst out laughing, then fell down on the recliner in front of the fireplace and continued laughing, even choking on laughter.

Jenny and John looked at each other, wondering what happened to Sherlock.

"It's just so funny. I bet you'll never guess what I've been up to this morning, or what the result of my work has been." Sherlock laughed as if he was going to collapse.

"I guess you must have found Miss Irene Adler's house"

"Are you going to handle the case?"

John and Jenny said at the same time.

"Miss Irene Adler?" Jenny turned her head to look at John, then at Sherlock, "Is it someone related to this case?"

"Oh...uh..." John wondered if he should let Jenny know.

"It doesn't matter. The smart lady has a private photo of that gentleman from last night, and my task is to get it." Sherlock said after taking a deep breath.

"Oh, that's right." Jenny didn't ask this one more thing, but asked another thing, "So you're near that lady's house today?" Surveillance?

"Yes, it was an adventure." Sherlock couldn't help but sneered again, "I pretended to be an unemployed coachman, and quickly found the house through the channels of the coachmen." Sherlock walked around Interested, he explained the information of the house he observed in detail, "I went around the villa and scouted carefully from all angles, but I didn't find anything interesting." When he said this He is not sorry.

Sure enough, Sherlock soon got some information about the beautiful Miss Adler from a nearby stable - men of all classes are fond of beautiful women - and he also got An important name: Godfrey Norton, who was a lawyer.

Jenny and John also felt a little ridiculous when Sherlock told about their later experience.

While Sherlock was inquiring, the lawyer suddenly came to visit Ms. Adler, and soon, they left in different ways, and rushed to the same place in different carriages, which was a church.Sherlock immediately stopped a carriage and chased after him.

But when he arrived at the church, Sherlock unexpectedly discovered that the two people who came before were actually here for a wedding.However, they didn't know that at least one witness is needed for a wedding in a church, and the newly-baked groom was about to go to the street to find one, when the coachman dressed as Sherlock just came over... After marrying him, he successfully married his own bride.

"The bride gave me a gold coin. I'm going to wear it on my watch chain to commemorate this encounter." Sherlock flicked a gold coin into the air and caught it.

"And then? What happened afterwards?" John was already stunned.

"Well~ I feel that my plan is seriously threatened. It seems that this pair may leave here immediately, so I must take quick and strong measures." Sherlock grabbed the gold coin and stuffed it back into his pocket, "They We parted at the church door, each headed to different places, it seems that they have their own plans, and I have mine."

"What is it?" John asked impatiently.

"Ah, I think I need something to eat right now. I've been so busy that I haven't even had time for lunch. It's going to be my chest. Is there anything to eat, ma'am?" Sherlock said suddenly. Deliberately cheating.

"Oh..." John made a sound in annoyance.Sherlock was always like this, he almost forgot.

"Of course, I stewed beef today, I'll make you a sandwich." Jenny stood up and asked.

"Very good, very good, even better with a beer."

"Ok."

While Jenny was making a sandwich, Sherlock turned to John again.

"Watson, my dear friend, I need your help."

"I'd love to help."

"Aren't you afraid of breaking the law?"

"Not at all."

"Aren't you afraid of being arrested in case?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Oh, very good, I knew you were reliable." Sherlock said, rubbing his hands.

"What are your plans?" John asked.

Smiling, Sherlock took a bauble out of his pocket and told John about his plan while eating a sandwich.

Jenny, who had been listening by the side, suddenly asked, "Sherlock, you mean...the lady holding the photo just got married today, didn't she?"

"Perhaps I should call her Madam... Yes, I thought I had made it clear." Sherlock looked at Jenny strangely.

"If I'm not mistaken, that photo can definitely threaten that gentleman last night, right? Maybe it's also related to a relationship."

"How did you guess it, Mrs. Hudson?" John exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that marrying Holmes...well, will this kind of reasoning ability be contagious?"

Jenny replied with black lines all over her head: "No, of course not, but what can a weak woman use to threaten a noble man?"

"It's very reasonable, but you're just stating the known facts." Sherlock stood up. "We're running out of time. Let's discuss the case when I come back. I need to make some preparations now."

"Okay, dear, but I have a hunch, a female intuition... your plan may not go well, but I still want to wish you luck." Jenny stepped forward and kissed Sherlock, "I hope everything smoothly."

Sherlock didn't quite understand what Jenny meant, but he didn't think there was any flaw in his plan, so he didn't think he would fail.He was dressed like a kindly old clergyman, and even John had to admit that he wouldn't have recognized Sherlock if he had met him in the street.

Sherlock and John leave 221b at [-]:[-], because Miss Adler will be back at her house at [-]:[-], and they must just "chance" her.

"It's Dr. Watson." Cosette yelled, jumped off the window sill, and ran to the door.

"They're back?" Jenny, who had been waiting in the restaurant, came out and opened the door.

"Good night, Mr. Holmes."

Before Jenny could speak, she happened to hear someone say this in a low voice.Jenny blinked and saw a slender young man in a long coat hurrying past the door... He was the one who said the sentence just now.

Sherlock looked up in surprise.The young man was about to disappear around a street corner.

At this moment, Cosette suddenly jumped over Sherlock and John, and chased after the young man.

"I seem to have heard this voice before, but I can't remember it." Sherlock said to himself, and then he asked Jenny: "What did you say to Cosette?"

"I just had a guess, but maybe I was wrong." Jenny also looked over there, and Cosette had already returned, "Okay, let's all come in."

That night, John stayed in his old room in 221b again. He was glad that his bedroom hadn't been rented out yet, but he didn't expect that Sherlock and Janet reserved it for him.

Early the next morning, when Sherlock and John were still having breakfast, the Bohemian guest couldn't wait to find him.However, when they went to Adler's place, they were in vain. Adler's maid told them that Adler and her husband left England overnight last night.

Sherlock rushed into the house and found that it was in a mess. He rushed to the place where he found the hidden photo last night, but the photo was gone. There was only a photo of Adler himself in evening gown and a letter. letter.

The three men read the letter together, each with emotion.

"What a wonderful woman... oh... I have already said how alert and decisive she is. If she can be queen, she must be an admirable queen, what a pity she is not in the same position as me !” cried the King of Bohemia.

"From what I've seen in this lady, her level is indeed very different from that of His Majesty," Sherlock said coldly, "I regret that I couldn't make this matter a better ending." .”

"On the contrary, my dear sir," said the king, "there could be no better ending. I know she means what she says, and the picture is as reassuring now as it has been burned." It is." After finishing speaking, he asked doubtfully again, "But... what does the sentence at the end mean? 'I thank the lady from the bottom of my heart, I will not regret my choice'... I have never heard of such a thing. A lady."

"Oh, I'm not sure about that." Sherlock folded the letter casually and stuffed it into his pocket.

"I can't thank you enough. Please tell me how I can repay you. This ring..." The king took a snake-shaped emerald ring from his finger, held it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Sherlock.

"Your Majesty, there is something that I think is even more valuable than this ring." Sherlock pointed to the photo.

"Irene's photo!" The king shouted in surprise, "If you want it, of course you can." He handed the photo to Sherlock.Sherlock bowed after taking it, turned and left without looking at the king's outstretched hand.