[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

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When Sherlock returned, he felt that he must have missed something.

"Mr. Holmes is back." Cosette was the first to notice him.

"Smells so good, it looks like we have a good night, doesn't it?" Sherlock hung the hat and coat on the hanger, and took off the vest again. "It's really hot today," he said.

"Yes, would you like some?" Jenny raised her glass.

"Of course." Sherlock was not hypocritical, he was indeed a little hungry.

Shylock sat down at the table, and Fantine and Cosette immediately gave space to the "secret couple".

Jenny poured Sherlock a cup of milk tea, which he usually doesn't drink, but it's not absolute.Sherlock took a sip, it was very weak, it seemed to match the taste of the tea.

Due to time constraints, the refreshment was simply made into round shortbread. The batter was spread into small circles and baked in the oven for 15 minutes. Only the edges were browned and the center was still milky white. They were rolled into cylinders with chopsticks while they were hot.Serve as is, spoon over a little of Jenny's Nutella, or dip in freshly made cocoa sauce.

The sweet and rich shortbread, paired with light milk tea, is very suitable for this sudden hot weather.

"Well, yes, Mycroft probably wouldn't want to miss this." Sherlock tossed a few shortbread into his mouth, and took another sip of tea. "He's already promised to come tonight."

"Waiting for your news is too late to cook." Jenny rolled her eyes at Sherlock, "Could you tell me at least five hours earlier next time?"

"Really...I see, so this time..."

"Of course I did."

"Ok."

Sherlock ate a few more pies in one go, but there was nothing he could do, the pies were too small.

"What? Where did you go today?" Jenny asked strangely, as if she hadn't eaten lunch, "Fantine, bring out a small cake."

"It's just an interesting little case. Although it is simple, the result is very unexpected." Sherlock suddenly laughed when he thought of something.

Fantine brought out the rest of the smaller pumpkin cake, which was actually not much, and Sherlock ate it all up with a few strokes of the fork. He drank the milk tea in the cup in one gulp, and felt comfortable. a lot.

Jenny was dumbfounded, "Do you want to eat later?!"

"Of course. I don't want to miss it." Sherlock stood up easily, took out his watch and looked at it, "Well, there is still more than half an hour, I'm going to wash my face, and I can have dinner when Mycroft comes. "

Didn't everything you just ate fit into your stomach?Jenny really wanted to ask him that.

"Oh, Jenny, dear Jenny." Mycroft exaggeratedly opened his hands, hugged Jenny, and gave a kiss, then took the gift box from the servant and handed it to Jenny, " A small gift, I hope you like it."

"Oh, um, thank you, what is it? Can I open it?" The box is still a bit big, Jenny thought it wouldn't be very expensive, right?

"Of course." Mycroft was waiting for this sentence.

Sure enough, Jenny opened the box, and there was a Chinese porcelain vase inside, which was just right for a table or a cabinet.It showed a group of little boys playing in colorful colors... Jenny wondered if Mycroft knew what the painting represented.

"Thank you, it's very beautiful." Although it was a bit expensive, Jenny knew that since Mycroft gave her this, it meant she could accept it.

Sure enough, Mycroft was very satisfied with Jenny's actions.

"Dinner is ready, you can go up and rest for 5 minutes, but not too long, okay?" Jenny said to the men holding the vase.

Of course it could, in fact Mycroft couldn't wait.

Five minutes later, when the two Holmes came downstairs, they found that the vase had been placed on the table. There were no flowers in it, and it was too late to buy, but Jenny had the silk flowers she had made before.A bouquet of magnolias was arranged in a well-proportioned way. Among the blue flower branches, a few purple platycodon flowers were looming, as if you could still smell the faint floral fragrance. It was Jenny's sprinkled a few drops of orchid-scented perfume for vividness.

"My God, Jenny, you are so ingenious. I'm going to be jealous of Charlie. It's also Sherlock Holmes. Why is his luck so good?" Mycroft sighed.

Sherlock smiled smugly from the sidelines. "Luck." Sherlock happily sat next to Jenny, "Only this is unpredictable and reasoning. I have to say that sometimes God will show his existence."

"I'm really flattered by this." Jenny signaled Fantine to place the bowl with pig's trotters between the two men, and then put the asparagus closer to her.

The crispy and soft pig's trotters are boiled until they are thoroughly rotten, and the bones and flesh can be separated with a light stroke of a knife and fork.This is what Sherlock dislikes most about Mycroft. The two have many similar taste preferences at Jenny's table, and Mycroft is very cheeky when it comes to eating. Eating this... this bit is so nasty!

Do you still want to face?

"Oh, please don't mind me, I love this bite when I'm old, and no one else can match your taste." Mycroft forked a piece of hoof again and put it on his plate.

"You haven't reached the time to say you are old." Sherlock took a piece of bread, dipped it in the soup, took a bite, and scooped a piece of potato out of the soup to eat.

"But it's true that you shouldn't just eat meat, Mycroft, you should eat some vegetables. Seriously, being overweight is bad for your health, and you should go for a walk often." Jenny said, forking an asparagus.

"Well, Mycroft, didn't your doctor also say you need to move more?" Sherlock agreed.

"Oh~" Mycroft couldn't eat anymore, he forked up the meat, put it down again, then forked it up, and finally put it down again, "Oh, why are you talking about this while eating?"

Jenny and Sherlock showed the same reserved, irrelevant smiles.

"I've got a great idea, Mycroft," said Sherlock. "We're going on a country holiday next week, for about five days. Shall we go together? Get some fresh air in the woods in the country, take a walk, and relax. brain..." Sherlock couldn't go on, and he thought it was really boring.

The two Holmes looked at each other for a few seconds before Mycroft surrendered. "What do you want to say, Charlie?"

"I want to borrow that camera of yours. Of course, the invitation is also sincere." Sherlock replied honestly.

"Oh, well. Charlie, I think you should have known it since you were seven years old, and you should speak straight in front of me." Mycroft got the answer, and immediately forked the meat into his mouth happily, "First of all, I have to ask for leave, you know, explain the matter first, I'm not like you, just leave as soon as you say."

Jenny glanced at Sherlock.

The guest of honor had a great meal, and Sherlock even opened a bottle of red wine... Given Mycroft's performance at Christmas, Sherlock can be said to be magnanimous.

Every time I come to Mycroft, there will be one of his favorite dishes. This time it is braised pork trotters. Well, the borscht is also good, very appetizing, oh~ cute buns, he likes it so much, pumpkin flavor , Speaking of pumpkin, in fact, the cake made of pumpkin is also very good~~Of course, if it all tastes like this, it will be a bit greasy, and the asparagus and shrimp are just right.My favorite was Jenny, who had left a whole cake for him to take away.

Sherlock: Mycroft, that's why you're so fat...

Mycroft took the cake and left contentedly. He was already thinking of some excuse to take the vacation. Oh, it's actually not difficult, anyway, he has the final say.

Things went smoothly. Jenny reconciled the bill and sent it to Tom. By the way, she brought him a new biscuit, and especially brought a two-color rabbit biscuit made of chocolate for Lida.There are no problems with the bills and checks, and the progress of the wedding dress is satisfactory. Jenny tells Tom that she is going on vacation for a few days, and gets Tom's envy, jealousy and requests for gifts.

"The wild vegetables in the country are fresh, and mushrooms will be at their best soon. I don't think it's too much to ask you to send me a mushroom soup when you come back." Tom said righteously.

"How do you deliver the mushroom soup? Do you know how far our two families are?" Jenny felt that Tom was making trouble out of no reason.

"Oh, I don't care. This is self-willedness as a friend. Who told you to go on vacation? I don't even think about the poor me still sticking to my job in the store. I didn't forget you when I went to France last time." Tom Said cute.

Jenny has a headache, can going to the country be the same as going to France?Tom, you're not going through early menopause, are you?

The sun has been very good these few days. Jenny took Fantine to buy fresh long beans, white radish and carrots, as well as the (tender) ginger that Sherlock hates the most. After washing and exposing them to the sun for a day, they were made into Various flavors of sauerkraut.There are also plums, bayberry, plums, peaches and the apples I bought before. Jenny not only made pickled vinegar fruit and fruit wine, but also dried some dried fruits to buy a bottle of honey for candied fruit.

Jenny was busy like a bee, and Sherlock was not idle, because they were going to separate this time.Sherlock and Mycroft would take the train a day earlier, under the guise of going to the case.Jenny, Fantine, and Cosette will go in a carriage the next day, and Sherlock will wait for them in the small town. After everyone meets in the small town, they will go to the manor together.

"Try this, Mrs. Potter." Jenny gave a large bottle of various pickled sauerkraut pickles to the pregnant woman next door.

Lily Potter has been pregnant for almost six months. After the morning sickness passed, she fell in love with sour and crisp pickles during this time. Jenny specially bought some unripe greengages as pickles for her, but now It's not well marinated, we have to wait for her to come back.

"My God, thank you so much, Mrs. Hudson, I can't help drooling." Lily was about to take the bottle happily, but her husband snatched it away.

"Be careful, Lily, you can't carry heavy things now." James Potter said nervously.

"James, I told you, I'm only pregnant, not injured!" Lily almost roared like a lion.

"Forgive me, Mrs. Hudson, since Lily got pregnant, she has been a little... ah..." James' face twisted suddenly.

Jenny pretended not to see Lily's hand stretched out behind James, and she said to Lily: "I also pickled plums and peaches for you, but you can't eat them right now, and they need to be pickled for ten to twenty days. Taste it, and I'll give you another bottle when I come back."

"What a trouble to you, Mrs. Hudson. . . eh? Are you going out, Mrs. Hudson?"

"Yes, my friend invited me to go on vacation last time, but something happened and I couldn't go, so this time I must go to the country for a few days."

"I also want to go to the countryside to escape the summer heat. London is so hot when it's hot, but unfortunately I can't go anywhere now." Lily rubbed her belly, showing no regrets at all.

"Oh, baby~" Jenny called out softly to Lily's stomach, and then asked Lily, "Is it good?"

"Oh, no, it's naughty," James interjected, "been rolling around in his mother's stomach recently, and I'm going to beat him when he comes out."

"How do you know it's a son, maybe it's a daughter, you want to beat my daughter?" Lily's temper has grown since she became pregnant.

"Of course not, honey." James softened immediately.

"Okay, I have to go, thank you for the tea, Mr. Potter, Mrs. Potter." Jenny came to tell the news that she was going on vacation, and asked Lily to help her look at the tea she needed to dry. sausages and other dry goods.

"I hope you can come more when you have nothing to do. It's boring to stay at home by yourself every day." Lily took Jenny to the door with James' support.

"Okay. Don't give it away."

"Goodbye, Mrs. Hudson."

"Goodbye."