[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 2

Drunk Tom would not wake up until noon. Jenny waited until dawn, washed her face and sobered up.She first rummaged through Tom's clothes, but found nothing of value except ten pennies and a broken key around his neck. She unceremoniously took the penny for herself.

It was still very early, and Jenny shook the tin can lightly. It was very light, and there was no sound in it. She turned the tin can around and focused on the label on it.

Half an hour later, Jenny walked out of the house, Oxford Street was not close.The temperature in the morning was still a little low, and Jenny wrapped an old woolen scarf around her shoulders, silently thinking about what she needed to do right away.

The first is hygiene. I don't know how long I haven't taken a good bath. Not only my body, but also my clothes smell bad.Although it was to not arouse the interest of the villain husband, Jenny also reached the limit of tolerance.

Clean clothes are also a problem. If you want to find a decent job, you must have at least one clean and tidy clothes.Jenny can make clothes, thank you for being a beautiful lady, Shangguan Pearl. In addition to poetry, calligraphy and painting, she is also proficient in culinary arts, brewing wine and tea, weaving and handicrafts, etc. Jenny is going to try to make a living from embroidery after leaving her current life .

But even in the decathlon, Shangguan Pearl was still killed by her husband and his "true love". This has to be said to be a tragedy in a patriarchal society. Britain was also a patriarchal society in the 19th century, and Jenny still "also" couldn't get rid of the constraints.

So the most important thing for Jenny now is to let her husband go to prison through normal legal procedures, and then die inside, so that she can get her husband's estate as a widow, since Tom has no relatives.

It's great~

Then she could sell the stuff and start over with a new identity somewhere, and she could tell people she was, well, Mrs. Hudson, not Mrs. Harver.

Doing these things can be difficult, and it would be nice to have someone to give her a hand.

Jenny was thinking about the future while walking towards Oxford Street. Her pace remained the same, but she suddenly turned a corner and walked into an alley.The person following Jenny was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't follow up quickly to chase after him. Instead, he quickly glanced around and found that no one was paying attention, so he took two steps faster and turned into the alley. .

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Jenny stood at the entrance of the alley, her blue eyes calmly looked at the person who was following her from the door of the house with her blue eyes under her messy hair. Holding a piece of triangle iron she just picked up from the ground in her hand.

He was a tall man, about 1.9 meters tall, with ginger hair and a shaggy beard that almost hid his face.He was broad-shouldered, and in a shabby, colorless coat, he looked rude and dangerous.

The man didn't expect that Jenny was standing not far from the entrance of the alley, and she was still facing him, with a look of "I've found you following me a long time ago".Jenny could feel that the man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pause, and didn't look at Jenny. He still passed Jenny at the original speed and walked towards the alley.

Jenny guarded in a relaxed manner. When the man walked about two meters away, Jenny turned half sideways and said, "I've been following me from our house, don't you want to say something?"

The man's figure paused, and he looked around suspiciously, then turned around and said to Jenny angrily, "Are you talking to me, ma'am?"

Jenny didn't speak, just looked at the man calmly.Just now she was not testing, but convinced.

The man looked at her for a few seconds, as if to make sure of something, and then walked towards Jenny.His strides were long, and he walked very close to Jenny in a few steps, looking down at Jenny, giving her a sense of threat with his height.

Jenny still didn't move, she just raised her head slightly and looked into the man's eyes.She found that the man's eyes were a very light gray color, and its owner controlled them very well. When he looked at Jenny, the man's eyes revealed a sense of danger at the right time.

It's just that this bit of makeup skills and acting skills are not enough in Jenny's eyes.At least these eyes have revealed that this man is much younger than his appearance.

"Is there something you want to tell me, ma'am?" The man said in a low voice, the voice seemed to come directly from his chest.It seems that they have been specially trained, Jenny thought distractedly.

The man was very dissatisfied with Jenny's distraction. He lowered his body and pressed down like a mountain.

"Your name, sir. A gentleman like you should announce his name first when he meets a lady." Jenny raised her eyes.

Probably because Jenny's attitude was too flat, the man was a little unsure. He stared at Jenny for a while, and found that she had indeed seen through him completely, which made him feel a little depressed for a moment.

"How did you find out?" When he spoke again, the man's voice had changed, into the voice of a melodious and charming young man.He took a step back at the same time, since he had been discovered, there was no need to stay so close to this lady.

Then the man saw the lady slowly showing an elegant smile that didn't match her appearance and class, "Ah, it's a secret." She said with a smile like this.

Jenny understood that men in this era generally regard women as vassals, and most of them look down on women, even though the current King of England is a woman.If Jenny is going to make a deal with this stalker—perhaps she should call him Mr. Detective, who does have such a job now—she must first let him know that she is not the kind Scared fools or vases.

"Your husband got something yesterday, I think it's in your hands now, right? Your husband asked you to give it away, but you don't know that it's very dangerous to do so..." Before the man finished speaking, Jenny asked Said: "You want?"

The man seemed to choke.

Jenny stretched out her left hand holding the tin can, "If you are interested, you can take a look, but I still have to deliver it to the door of Pound's clothing store at 52 Oxford Street before ten o'clock, otherwise, you know, I will More! More! Dangerous." Jenny spat out the word "more".

The man didn't seem to believe that Jenny handed him what he had always wanted so easily, even though she didn't intend to give it to him.He took the tin can, looked it up and down quickly and carefully, shook it again, scraped it with his nails, and finally returned it to Jenny.

"I want the secret to be hidden behind the label." The man's eyes x open barium eyes vinegar eyes wide ㄋ ㄋ ya lazily cut down dark leaning on the side of the beach protruding ぞ porphyrin blow out!

"And I happened to know something by accident. It's just that I'm in a hurry and can't remember it." Jenny narrowed her eyes slightly, her temperament has completely changed. She doesn't look like the wife of a low-level gangster now, but like A queen, "but if I stay in a room where no one disturbs me for a while, maybe I'll remember."

The feeling of the queen was only for a moment, and Jenny immediately changed back to that mediocre woman, "Oh, bad, I have to go right away. Goodbye, sir who still doesn't know his name." Before the man could say anything, Jenny had already He quickly left the alley.

Sure enough, Jenny didn't feel that someone was following her until she arrived at Oxford Street. It seems that Mr. Curious has found a better position.

After completing the task, Jenny did not go back immediately. She first found a place to wash her hands, and then went to the bakery to buy two of the cheapest black bread. After filling her stomach, Jenny tidied up and went to the London Permit stock exchange.She didn't go in. Of course, she couldn't get in in her current state. Jenny just observed the people entering and exiting outside, and she had an idea in her mind.

After sitting opposite the stock exchange for an hour, Jenny walked home from another road.One block away from the slum area where she lived was Howell Street. When Jenny passed by, she noticed a department store at the corner of the street. She thought about it, went in to have a look, and came out again soon.

There are two tailor shops on this street, not far apart, one is attended by a young guy with curly hair, and the other is a fat woman.Jenny went first into the house with the fat woman.

"Welcome... Oh, my God, where is the beggar? Go, go, I have nothing to give you." The fat woman had a bad face, and kept waving her hands to drive Jenny out.Without saying a word, Jenny turned and went to another house.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The young man's attitude is much better, and it may have something to do with his age. He hasn't learned how to follow the powerful and dislike the poor and love the rich.

"I want to buy a piece of cloth to make my own clothes, the cheapest one," Jenny said.

The young man was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that there would be people coming to the tailor shop to buy cloth. At this time, it is also a craft to know how to make clothes. Most people in London buy ready-made clothes directly.

"There is a department store at the corner of the street, and his house also has cloth, which may be cheaper." The young man said kindly.

"But his family doesn't have what I want." Jenny said without changing her face.

The young man didn't insist any longer, so he couldn't push the business out, right?He took Jenny to see the cloth.

Jenny originally planned to buy a piece of dark blue and a piece of gray cloth, but when she rubbed the blue cloth vigorously, she found that it would fade. Seeing the boy's expression, she seemed to be used to it.Jenny immediately decided to buy gray cloth. She originally planned to make two sets of clothes, but now she has changed her mind to make one.

After estimating the size, "How much is another coil of thread?" Jenny asked.The young man quoted a price. It seemed that he was really kind. This price was only a little higher than what Jenny asked in the department store, but it was still a bit expensive for Jenny, and she couldn't spend all her money on it. this cloth.

"Just this one, I want more..." Before Jenny could say what she wanted, a child's crying came from upstairs, and someone ran down the stairs.A young round-faced woman rushed in. She looked terrified, grabbed the boy and shouted: "Tom, what to do, what to do, that dress... the dress of the Viscountess Brierley, oh my god Come on, go and have a look."

"What!" The young man turned pale all of a sudden, "I'm sorry, can you wait for me for a while?" He didn't forget to greet Jenny, and Jenny nodded, and the young man ran upstairs immediately, followed by the round-faced woman, sobbing. go up.

Jenny felt a little bored when she heard the scolding and wailing and the crying of the child from upstairs. She thought about it, and went upstairs with the cloth in her arms.