Chapter 35

"What's the matter, Holmes?" John couldn't help asking when Sherlock frowned while holding a telegram.

"Our dear Mrs. Hudson seems to be in trouble." Sherlock handed the telegram to John.John took the telegram, which said: "Mr. Holmes, I saw a murder case on the opposite train, but the police did not find the body. I need help. J. Hudson."

"For God's sake," cried John, "we must get to Pemberley Park at once."

Sherlock: "No."

John: "What?"

Sherlock: "The case here is not over yet, I can't do it halfway."

John: "But..."

Sherlock: "So it's not us, it's you, Watson."

John: "Excuse me?"

Sherlock: "You go to Mrs. Hudson and write to me anytime, and I'll tell you what to do."

John felt that this was also a solution. After all, the case here still needed Sherlock, so he took the train the next day and went directly to Pemberley.

. . . . . .

Dear Holmes:

I came to Pemberley Manor, which is indeed as you said, a very beautiful place.The fresh air and nice surroundings are good for the injured, in fact I checked Mrs. Hudson and her feet are much better.

Let's get down to business.Mrs. Hudson had left London the day before yesterday at three past seven in the afternoon, and was near Daventry at about seven twenty.As I write here, I need to point out that there is a very special section of railway here. There are two sections of parallel tracks. At 15:[-] every day, one section of the two trains will run side by side for about [-] seconds.

It happened like this, when the two trains were running side by side, only about a second or two later, Mrs. Hudson and the train opposite them gradually accelerated, so they saw that the opposite compartment was slowly passing them.The curtains of the box where the incident occurred were drawn down at first, and then the curtains were suddenly rolled up. Mrs. Hudson and the others saw a man strangling a woman's neck on the opposite side.The man turned his back to them, but from the woman's expression, it could be seen that this was indeed a murder case, and the woman was on the verge of death at that time, because the man immediately discovered the problem with the curtains, and he quickly pulled the curtains up.Mrs. Hudson said the poor woman didn't move at all while he did it.

The time was so short and somewhat backlit that neither Mrs. Hudson nor Fantine was sure what the man looked like.

Mrs. Hudson and I went to the police station to inquire. On that train, they didn't find the body, and because of the speed of the train, the windows couldn't be opened. If the murderer tried to open the window by force, the glass would definitely be smashed , but the police did not find any box with broken glass.They even made an emergency stop for the case and delayed the train schedule for the entire track.

Mrs. Hudson and I took that train again, hoping to find something.

I guess Mrs. Hudson did find something, but she didn't tell me anything.Holmes, look what a bad example you have set... Just kidding, but Mrs. Hudson told me nothing about it being true, why are you all so fond of mystery?

Well, I think I digressed again.We found out that the train was going through a big bend where the train slowed down and Mrs. Hudson said we should try our luck there, and then we found a handbag made of fox's head fur down the slope there.

This journey put a lot of burden on Mrs. Hudson's feet. Fortunately, there was a Luska Manor nearby, and the people there kindly gave us a rest.

During our conversation we found out that the Luskas had a lot to do with the Darcys - Mr. Darcy's grandfather had been partners with Mr. Gérôme Luska's father, I mean, Gérôme Lou Mr Ska, whose youngest son, Jamie Luska, is only two years younger than Mr Darcy.However, because Mr. Luska was dissatisfied with his son's choice of an artistic path, he skipped over Mr. Girome and gave the inheritance rights to his grandchildren. Mr. Girome's life was guaranteed, but he had no management rights and There is no right to use the property and distribute the property after death, which is required in the will of the old Mr. Luska.

I guess business hasn't been so good since old Mr. Luska died, so now they only have one factory left.

Mr. Gerome Luska has two sons and two daughters.One son, Bobby, was just hanging around (they said it themselves), and another son, Jamie, was as art-loving as Mr. Luska. He was a painter, but he was still in Paris when we were there.One of his sons-in-law, Quincy Eldridge, husband of Lily Luska, was manager of the Luskas factory, and another daughter, Catherine, never married.

In addition, there is a regular visitor to Luska's house, Dr. Denier Prakat, and Mr. Girome Luska is not in good health.

Holmes, you may not have imagined that Dr. Prakat has also been to Afghanistan, but he was not involved in the war, but just traveled. He is a very good person. He may have been stupid when he was young, but his past experiences have made him a real gentleman.

You may be impatient with this, but I think Mrs. Hudson seems to be very interested in the family, so I think you might be too.

By the way, Mrs. Hudson is now all in with the Miss Luskas, both the unmarried and the married one, and what they say is that the bonnet laces and cloths make the gentlemen swoon , and when we sobered up, I found that Mrs. Hudson had been invited by the ladies to spend two days at Luska Hall.I am therefore writing to you now from Luska House.

Your friend

john watson

Dear Holmes:

I must say that I sent yesterday's letter too early, and I thought yesterday's thread was all there was to it, but it wasn't, so I had to add a letter to add a little more.

This starts with Luska Mansion.There is a small lake in front of the Luska house, surrounded by an open meadow.Next to the small lake, there is a small house. When Mr. Bobby showed us around, he said that it was the mausoleum of the Luska family, but there were only the sarcophagi of the first generation of Luskas in it, and the later Luskas still Buried in the churchyard, this mausoleum contains only one plaque representing each Luska.

Mrs. Hudson is very interested in this chapel-like mausoleum. It can be seen that Mr. Bobby does not want us to visit it, but after Mrs. Hudson expressed a strong desire, he still reluctantly agreed for us to go in and take a look. .

Holmes, it smells really bad in here. It's like a corpse that's been sitting there for days... And guess what?We actually found a body inside, a woman, on a stone shelf hidden by weeds and vines.You would never have guessed that this corpse was the poor woman Mrs. Hudson and the others saw on the train.Though her appearance had changed dramatically, Mrs. Hudson recognized her clothes, and the handbag we had picked up, which matched her fur boa.

I checked, and the time of her death matches what Mrs. Hudson said.

We found the ticket-stub in the pocket of the deceased, who had come from London to Daventry, the nearest railway station.But until I wrote this letter, the police have still not found her identity.

Holmes, my friend, I wish you were here now, and I am sure you will discover something.By the way, the youngest son, Mr. Jamie, is also here. It seems that the hostess will die in a few days. I just found out about this today.

Supper was a miserable one, Mr. Bobby and Mr. Jamie were pleasant fellows, but the two brothers seemed to dislike each other, and Mr. Girome preferred the youngest son, and at dinner they three It's embarrassing enough to have a big fight.

Then something terrible and terrible happened. The dinner was poisoned, and everyone including me was poisoned. It was arsenic.The poison was put in the stew, and Mrs. Hudson didn't like the stew they made, so she wasn't poisoned.Thankfully, when we were all down, she had the driver of the Luskas get Dr. Prakat, and we were all saved... Most people were saved, Mr. Bobby was too poisoned unfortunately died.Everyone was terrified, but luckily Dr. Prakat was there.

The question now is, who poisoned the dinner?Mrs. Hudson asked the cook. Bobby, Jamie, and Quincilly had all been in the kitchen and had a chance of being poisoned, but they were poisoned themselves, and even Bobby died of it, poor fellow, At least he was cleared of suspicion.

Holmes, when will your case be over?

Your friend

john watson

What is Dr. Prakat's relationship and marital status? ——s·h

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