[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 41

Jenny didn't listen to the follow-up. Generally speaking, she was not particularly interested in Sherlock's career, unless it was related to her, such as having no money to pay the rent or something.She went upstairs to change a dress and came downstairs, only to find that the lady had left, and only Sherlock and John were talking excitedly in the living room on the first floor.Fantine, too, had an opportunity at last to go into the kitchen and prepare breakfast.

Jenny was about to ask Fantine to go shopping together, when suddenly, the door was slammed open, and a burly man with a strange appearance and appearance, perhaps a burly old man, rushed in.

"Ah!!!" Jenny screamed, and her body couldn't help but took a step back, making defensive movements.But the old man ignored Jenny, and rushed straight into the living room, standing in front of Sherlock and John. "Which of you is Sherlock Holmes?" The old man looked at Sherlock and then at John, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

Jenny took the opportunity to slip into the kitchen, and Fantine was terrified.

"Where is Cosette?" Jenny's appearance greatly comforted Fantine, she seemed to have suddenly remembered her identity as the housekeeper's wife, and then regained her composure.

"I told her not to come out of the room." Fantine's voice was still trembling.

"Fine." Jenny replied.Both of them carefully watched the movement outside. Fantine was very surprised to see Jenny picked up the pan and shook it calmly, then put it down, picked up the rolling pin and shook it, nodded in satisfaction...then Jenny stood behind the kitchen door, rolling pin in hand.

Fantine: Mrs. Hudson is mighty, my idol~=w=

However, there was no violence outside. After the burly man reported himself as his family—he was Miss Stoner’s stepfather, Dr. Roylott—threats were made to Sherlock, and he broke up with him. After bending one of Jenny's sticks, he thought he had achieved his threat, and said, "Be careful not to let me catch you." He strode away.

"He really looks like a very amiable person." Sherlock snorted and laughed twice, not paying attention to Miss Stoner's stepfather at all. "I'm not as big as he is, but if he stays here for a while, I'll show him that my hand strength is not much smaller than his." Then, he picked up the fire stick and slammed it Straighten it up again.

"If possible, I'd like you to spare my poor fire stick...it didn't bother you." Jenny dropped her rolling pin and came out.

"But I guess at least that saved your rolling pin, if it broke I couldn't bring it back," Sherlock said, throwing the poker back where it stood.

Stab the fire stick: I am innocent! ! !

"Well, let's not talk about those who have, my only concern now is whether our little girl will suffer from being so careless that she is followed by that beast. Come on, Mrs. Hudson, after dinner, I will walk Go to the Medical Association, I hope there can be some materials that will help us deal with this case. When I come back, we need to go to the train station, Watson, you can make preparations first." Sherlock ordered .

"Okay..." John stood up in agreement, but his face suddenly changed. He stood there with his mouth open, with shock, remorse, pity, and entanglement floating across his face...

"Fol..." John just opened his mouth when Sherlock interrupted him. "No, no, no... Watson, don't you want to tell me you can't go?"

"You're right" "I'm sorry" "I didn't want to"...these words were written on John's face.

"I just remembered that I promised Dr. Kanal to help him for four days yesterday. One of his aunts passed away and he needed to go to the funeral...I'm sorry, I forgot." John said with a bitter face.

"Oh, she died at a bad time," Sherlock muttered.

"Holmes!" cried John disapprovingly.

"Well, it looks like I'll have to go alone." Sherlock said.

Sherlock didn't come back until almost one o'clock. At this time, Jenny had already had lunch, and she was about to take a nap before taking a nap.Some time ago, Jenny didn't take any orders for embroidery. She just drew a lot of design drawings, but now it's almost the limit. Although Jenny doesn't want to move, if she doesn't take a few more orders, she's afraid that Tom will rush into 221b to deal with her. Watching her howl.

Just then Sherlock came upstairs.He walked up to Jenny very directly and asked her, "Mrs. Hudson, would you like to go to Leatherhead with me?"

Jenny: "..." Huh?

This request shocked Jenny so much that she didn't react for a while.Sherlock didn't think it was an unreasonable request. Seeing that Jenny didn't answer, he thought she was waiting for a reason.

Jenny: ...Yeah, I do need a reason.

Sherlock: "Well, it's an adventure for you, are you interested?" He curled one corner of his mouth, as if he was sure that Jenny would not refuse.

Jenny: "..." Emma has a good reason~

To be honest, Jenny was really moved.It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times, but it was all about men, and women in this era would be discriminated against or looked down upon even if they traveled alone.Because of this, the farthest place Jenny has been to in recent years is Pemberley Manor.

After thinking about it, Jenny quickly made a decision: "Men's clothing?"

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, not surprised. "Of course." Sherlock showed two tickets, "We have to hurry, the train is in one hour, seven... five minutes."

"You really don't worry." Jenny rolled her eyes, "I have to pack something, and I have to ask Fantine."

"You have 15 minutes, which is plenty, ma'am, I'll wait for you downstairs." After Sherlock finished speaking, he turned and left immediately.

Jenny: Thank you so much.

Jenny began to yell, "Fantine, Fantine." She got up quickly and turned out the men's clothes just in case.

Fantine was doing the washing, and her hands were still dripping, and when she came upstairs, Jenny was dragging out a small box.

"I'm not coming back tonight, Fantine, you come to prepare dinner, and if Dr. Watson asks me, just say I'm not well." Jenny decided not to make this matter public.

Fantine: "Yes, ma'am."

Jenny blinked, and felt that Fantine seemed to agree too simply, didn't she?Looking back, she saw that Fantine's eyes were shining, which made people laugh, but Jenny only felt that something was wrong.

"Well, Fantine?"

"Mrs. Hudson, are you going with Mr. Holmes?"

That's right...but why does it sound so awkward?

Jenny thought it necessary to correct her housekeeper's wife.

"Yes, Fantine, that's really a good thing, isn't it? Mr. Holmes has invited me to work on the case... I think it shows that he still thinks I'm quite clever."

"Oh~~~"

Listening to this, Jenny knew that she was talking in vain, she rolled her eyes, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't waste time, Fantine, I can trust you, right?"

Fantine's housekeeper's wife's soul immediately awakened: "Of course, Mrs. Hudson." She straightened her back and saluted.

When Sherlock waited for his companion at the foot of the stairs, he barely recognized her, or should I say now, him.

Jenny actually has several sets of men's clothing in case she doesn't need them, because she is going to travel far away. Today she is wearing a gray twill casual suit. Although she made it a few years ago, it has added modern elements and tailoring, so Not only does it look outdated, but it is very fashionable.The dark gray fedora hat on the head is the favorite of young men, it looks playful and very practical.

The scarf adorning Mrs. Hudson's neck was too girly for Sherlock, but it wasn't a big mistake for a lively and cute boy to like fancy trinkets.

In fact, none of these surprised Sherlock. He understood why Jenny would see through his disguise every time he saw Jenny at the first sight.

At first glance, Mrs. Hudson seems to be the same as usual, but if you look closely, you will realize that this is not Mrs. Hudson, but a young man who looks a little like her, maybe he looks too delicate , but his expression, demeanor, eyes and small movements tell everyone that he is actually a man.

Jenny ran down the stairs like a young man, still holding a small box in her hand, followed by Fantine, who floated down as if dreamwalking.Noticing the surprise and admiration in Sherlock's eyes, Jenny clicked her lips triumphantly, like a man, "Mr. Holmes, can we go?" Her voice naturally added the vivacity of a young man , It doesn't sound like too much technique is used, it seems that there are some low female voices, and some upward male voices, this is the smartest part of Jenny.

A young man with no characteristics in terms of appearance or personality, if it wasn't for the vivacity highlighted by standing next to a slightly serious man like Sherlock, Jenny would be a young man who couldn't be found in the crowd.That way, no matter what she asked or did, no one would notice.

"James White greets you, Mr. Holmes." Jenny raised her hat and said briskly, "You look quite surprised."

"A little bit, Mr. White." Sherlock didn't hide it, he noticed that Jenny used a wig, and Mrs. Hudson's collection was much richer than he thought, "It's much better than I thought, Well done, but we must hurry."

Although Sherlock has calculated the time well, there are always accidents.I don't know what happened, the carriage couldn't pass on one road, so the coachman had to take a detour. As a result, when Sherlock and Jenny got the tickets, the train whistled, and they rushed up the stairs, and the train was already slowing down. They drove out, and finally they jumped into the carriage with the help of the conductor.

"Huhuhu..."

The two of them leaned against the back of the carriage, panting, but it took only a few seconds for Sherlock to recover, and it took Jenny a few minutes.

"I didn't expect you to make mistakes, Mr. Holmes." Jenny took off her hat and put it aside.

"There are no absolutes, Mr. White, and I'm not God." Sherlock took out a revolver from his pocket and handed it to Jenny. "Do you know how to use it?" He was ready to be a teacher.

"Gift?"

"borrow."

Jenny: I'm stingy~ I don't need to tell you something, hum~

"Is there a need to use this?" Jenny played with the pistol skillfully.Sherlock had no intention of asking who she learned from, but raised his eyebrows and said, "For a gentleman who can twist a fire stick into a knot, an Ellie No. [-] is the best tool to resolve disputes."

"Are you reminding me to ask for compensation when I see that gentleman?" Jenny seemed to think of something interesting, she squinted her eyes and said with a smile, and Sherlock's eyes stopped for a moment with a happy expression.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to pay," said the dark-haired detective bitterly. "I have seen the will of the late wife. The total income of which was a little less than £750 at the time of the woman's death, and is now , at most not more than £250, due to the decline in farm property appraisals. But each daughter is entitled to an income of £[-] on marriage. It is obvious, therefore, that if both young ladies are married, the stepfather Mr. The meager income left, even if one is married, is enough for him."

Jenny thought for a while, and said, "It's really not surprising...so he would rather his daughters die than get married, so the reason for the other lady's death was also because she wanted to get married Is it? But what method did he use...? It was undetectable."

Sherlock: "That's what our journey is about."