[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 44

The train stopped suddenly, and Jenny woke up with a start. She quickly touched the corners of her mouth and eyes. Well, it's fine, there is nothing extra.Then she took a quick look at Sherlock. He was sitting on the seat with his arms folded and his eyes closed. He didn't know if he was asleep or in rest.Jenny felt relieved immediately.

The train paused again, and Jenny realized that it was almost at the station, and the train began to slow down after entering the urban area.

"Almost there." Sherlock said, opening his eyes.

"...Yes, it seems to have entered the urban area." Jenny opened the curtains and looked outside. It was raining lightly outside, and it was almost dark.Whether you don't see it or feel it, Jenny's stomach growled twice.

You are a goddamn thing to eat!

Jenny is almost blushing, what is her stomach name in front of others... I really want to kill someone~

Fortunately, Sherlock was quite sensible and pretended not to hear it.Before entering the station, Jenny took out the mirror and comb from the basket, rearranged her loose hair, put on a hat, and was still a handsome young man.

When the train stopped, Sherlock grabbed the basket Jenny brought and got off the train.Jenny got out of the car with the mushrooms and the bouquet. When the wind blew, she shivered and couldn't help pulling her clothes.

After leaving the train station, Jenny didn't see Sherlock stopping the car, but a carriage drove over and stopped in front of them.

"It's yours, Mr. Holmes. Where is this going?" The coachman touched his hat with his fingers.

"221b Baker Street, Mark." Sherlock let Jenny get into the car first, and said a few words to the coachman before getting in.

Although the carriage was a bit leaky, it was very clean. Jenny secretly remembered the appearance and name of the carriage driver.

Because they were in a hurry to go back, the two were relatively silent along the way.When she was only one street away from home, Jenny suddenly thought of something and couldn't help touching her forehead.She poked Sherlock's arm, saw him look over, and said, "Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson should be at home by now, isn't he?"

Sherlock didn't know why, but nodded, "If there is nothing else, it should be."

Seeing that Sherlock still didn't understand, Jenny pointed to her clothes: "I can't let him see this..."

Sherlock glanced at Jenny up and down, nodded, "Got it."

Jenny: "..." Damn you know, can Shenma say something?

Sherlock still has common sense, but he didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't think of it for a while.When getting out of the car, Sherlock got out of the car first with a mushroom basket and a half-wilted bouquet, and Jenny walked behind Sherlock with her makeup basket, casually using his figure to cover herself.

It was Fantine who opened the door, of course.

"Who's here, Fantine?" John asked, poking his head out of the first-floor living room, and then he saw Sherlock. "It's you, Holmes, you're back." John said pleasantly. "How about this case? Tell me quickly."

"There is indeed something ingenious." Sherlock stuffed the flowers into Fantine's hands, and carrying the basket, he blocked John, who was ready, back into the living room.

Jenny took the opportunity to sneak up to the third floor under the cover of Fantine.

"What is this? A present?" John curiously opened the basket Sherlock threw on the table, "My God, Holmes, you actually...brought back a basket of mushrooms?" He rolled his eyes, "It's because last time Did Mrs. Dursen say she wanted to dig wild vegetables?"

Sherlock, who was warming up by the fire, paused, tilted his head and asked "you're fucking kidding me", "It's just an overly warm gift... John, are you going on a date with that nurse Jenny from your hospital today?" gone?"

"How do you know... I mean, what's the big deal, whether it's a date or a gift... Oh~ and flowers~~" John was really surprised at this moment, and Sherlock wasn't the kind who would A person who returns with gifts and bouquets after returning from a business trip.

Of course Sherlock is not that kind of person, so he doesn't intend to dwell on this issue any longer. "Fantine." Sherlock rubbed his hands together. "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry that I could eat a cow."

"I don't have a cow, but I have a part of it," joked Fantine, and she brought out the beef pie and mash, one for Sherlock, and the other upstairs.

When Sherlock and John were fighting each other on the first floor, Jenny had already finished her dinner, then took a comfortable bath, and tucked herself into a warm bed... It's so comfortable~~ The order is amazing , Think about it tomorrow ~ pull the lights!

Not thinking about things doesn't mean they don't exist. When Jenny got up from the bed the next day, she still had to think about the pattern design.

After February, you need to start changing your spring clothes. Those long skirts made of thick satin and velvet should be replaced with softer fabrics.Colors such as bright red, dark red, dark green, and faint blue are outdated. Now is the time for rose red, grass green, and sky blue.The embroidered skirts that were so glamorous at winter social balls are now very heavy, and more lovely border embroidery and fake flowers made of light gauze have become new.

Then in the summer, it will all be different again.

Jenny is very clear that the so-called fashion is nothing but innovation, and more importantly, who is the first to wear it... and the leader of this era is undoubtedly the royal family.

Jenny put down the pen and put the drawn picture aside to dry.This is also a feature of Tom and Jenny's business, and Jenny will turn the pictures she designs into beautiful coloring books.But instead of drawing a dress on one page, a dress is divided into several parts.

There is a book dedicated to basic skirts, without any accessories, with a bare skirt and different colors.There is also a picture of various accessories, such as various fake flowers made of silk and satin, patterns made of pearls... There are also various gemstones for optional inlays, so that these ladies and ladies can match their jewelry. Do match.When a customer chooses a custom-made skirt, Tom will secretly let out the wind: Mrs. So-and-so made a new dress of what color and jewel flower for me, please don’t bump into other ladies~

It's also publicity.

Of course, Tom has his own account, in case someone else makes the same clothes here.

After drying the pictures for a while, when they were done, Jenny packed up the dozen or so pictures she had drawn before, and prepared to send them to Tom, who asked him to find someone to bind them into a book.

Because there is no need to embroider the whole piece of the pattern, Jenny's work is much easier now. On the contrary, Tom, who has to make clothes and deal with customers, is so busy that he lost five catties all of a sudden. It can all shake out the wind.In order not to affect her income, Jenny also started to run errands.

"Dear Mrs. Hudson, you are a little mushroom in spring, and you will only appear in my mansion at this time~" the Marchioness of Beveridge said coquettishly.

Jenny laughed dryly: "Why, Mrs. Beveridge, as long as you want, you can call me anytime."

The beautiful Marchioness of Katrina Beveridge is one of Tom's regular customers and one of the largest customers.

The most beautiful woman in London at that time married a sick and consumptive man, and got her husband's inheritance and a title of nobility two years later.Everyone said it was a great deal.

She is said to have maintained a close relationship with a prince who planned the wedding.Of course, this is just "allegedly", and there is no shortage of gossip in London.But if someone thinks that the Marchioness of Beveridge is just an empty and beautiful vase, then he will underestimate the Marchioness too much.Being able to shuttle between various suitors like a fish in water with ease, but never have a scandal, this is also a skill in itself.

There is no doubt that the Marchioness of Beveridge has always been the darling of various salons and balls, and she often holds salons herself. Even though she has various "rumors", she is still one of the most famous ladies in London's high society.

The Marchioness of Beveridge is beautiful, flexible, high-end, and witty. Although she has only met Jenny a few times, Jenny feels that she has already regarded herself as her best friend. .

Such a beauty is naturally at the forefront of fashion.The Marchioness of Beveridge is generous and has a very good vision. Of course, she is also very demanding, but it is nothing to Jenny, because the Marchioness of Beveridge also likes people with ideas.

Just like now, this beauty is leaning gracefully on the couch to open the latest book, surrounded by a few exquisite cushions, Jenny believes that as long as there is a second person present, whether it is a man or a woman, Beverly The Marquise Qi will always maintain this elegant posture.

"This one looks good, my dear. Do you think this light rose color would suit me? I like it. It's made of pearls, but I'm afraid it won't go well... What do you say, dear?"

The word "dear" seemed to be the mantra of the Marchioness of Beveridge, and she handed the booklet in her hand to Jenny.The fingers of the Marquise Beveridge are very beautiful, and the white and tender fingertips are like the white of onions that have just been peeled off. Even Jenny, who is a woman, can't help but take a second look.

"A real beauty can control any color and style." Jenny complimented quietly, which really made the Marquis of Beveridge very happy.

"Look at your clever mouth." The Marchioness of Beveridge covered her mouth with a fan and kept laughing.

The Marchioness of Beveridge also admired Jenny.Tom used to come to do business, but the Marchioness of Beveridge always felt that there was something wrong with him.Now she finally understood that the real designer of those clothes was Mrs. Hudson in front of her-she had always thought that Hudson was just an ordinary embroidery worker.

The Marchioness of Beveridge herself is a very self-reliant person, otherwise she would not have resolutely married a sick and consumptive man back then. As for what happened after marriage... Hehe.But that's all in the past, and she's living a good life now.