[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 52

Marquise Beveridge, you go back and forth like this/say one thing and do another/turn your hand over and over again (heavy fog)...can we still have fun together in the future?

Jenny looked at Bruce Willie who was standing in front of her with a "eight-toothed" smile, and didn't know whether to throw the black thread in his face or smear his face with saliva.

Jenny thinks that Bruce Willie probably has figured her out, or it's because he has a good figure and a natural clothes hanger, whether he is wearing a suit, tuxedo, military uniform, casual wear, or the current tight riding suit, they are all different beauty. ~

Height, shoulders, waist, thin legs, long... (﹃)

On the other hand, she was wearing the black widow's outfit that the Marquis of Beveridge didn't want... Although the fabric was pretty good, since Jenny took off the widow's outfit, she hated the all-black clothes the most.

The Marchioness of Beveridge was a circle bigger than Jenny. Jenny had to simply tuck the waist, chest and shoulders of the skirt, and sewed some white lace from another skirt. The chest concealed the stitches, and tied a ribbon flower with the spare ribbon and put it on the hat.

It's frustrating to compare.

What do you like about me, can I change it?

"Good day, Mrs. Hudson." Bruce Willy didn't seem to feel Jenny's entanglement at all. He walked over leading a white horse and raised his hat to Jenny, making Jenny pretend to be stupid.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Bruce Willie." Jenny nodded calmly.

Forget it, there is no one here anyway, so there is no need to be too deliberate, Jenny thought.She stayed here for three days and showed two sets of regular clothes and one dress. Today is the fourth day, and she can go back almost tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It would be even better if there is another dance where she can show another dress , After that, she and Viscount Bruce Willie will not have the chance to meet again.

Jenny suddenly felt that it would be okay to indulge a little.Thinking of this, Jenny smiled at Bruce Willy, and Bruce Willy immediately felt the change in Jenny's attitude,

"The Marchioness of Beveridge told me that you are here." Bruce Willie led the horse over, stretched out a hand to stroke the horse's head, and said, "It's called Rose, and she is a gentle lady. Want to try it?" ?” Bruce Willie took out a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to Jenny.

Jenny took the candy and fed it to Miss Rose. Miss Rose, who ate the candy, blinked her big eyes and licked Jenny's hand very meekly...Gloves, well, they both wear gloves.

After playing with Miss Rose for a while, Bruce Willie offered to teach Jenny how to ride a horse when he saw that the time was ripe.He originally planned that Jenny would not know how to ride, so she would teach her how to ride a horse, and she would have to hold her waist and hold her hands no matter what.Originally, Jenny was afraid of being seen, and the place she chose was remote, and then he could... love hehehe~ ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Anyway, that's all for today.

However, although Jenny has never learned how to ride a horse physically, she still has the memory of riding a horse in her mind. The brain directs the body, and after a few tries, she can walk slowly on the horse.Bruce Willy immediately changed his strategy and asked someone to bring a black horse, and he and Jenny slowly rode around the neighborhood.

Anyway, Bruce Willie is a playboy, if he wants to please a woman, he has no disadvantages...except for bumping into Jenny's south wall.

The two chatted for a while, and Bruce Willie found that Mrs. Hudson had a wide range of hobbies and knowledge. No matter what he said, she could continue the conversation, astronomy, geography, international current affairs... Not only that, Bruce Willie also noticed Mrs. Hudson had a natural intuition for the overall situation. She said a few words casually, which turned out to be similar to the direction he heard from the Duke of Windsor's staff.

If this is just a coincidence, then Mrs. Hudson's precision in understanding human nature is simply astonishing to Bruce Willie: He just joked about the scandal of a former earl's family, but Mrs. Hudson only learned from this incident. The majesty guessed the character traits of the earl and his wife, the earl's younger brother and his wife, and the two countess very closely.

"If you're a man, you'll definitely be a courtier in the future." Bruce Willie complimented him sincerely.

Jenny twitched the corners of her mouth. She didn't think it was a big deal, but it was just a joke. "I don't think there's anything wrong with being a woman."

"That's true." Bruce Willy said this sentence again in a serious way.

Jenny: "...hehe..."

If Bruce Willie thinks there is something wrong with Jenny... When it comes to ambiguity, she won't let go, it really makes him unable to talk... But the more he does this, the more he wants to challenge, and he always feels a bit cheap ==

After killing two or three hours, Jenny regained her cautious attitude and insisted on going back before the others.Bruce Willie had no choice but to send Jenny back to the ancient castle ahead of time, secretly reckoning that once she went back, Jenny might turn her face and deny anyone... qaq

Back in the castle, the others did not come back, so Bruce Willie took the time to send Jenny back to the room.The two walked to a long corridor talking and laughing, and Jenny saw sharply at the other end, Sherlock with one arm hanging was talking to another man.The man was about the same size as Sherlock, but much fatter than Sherlock. Sherlock was talking to him, and suddenly looked over.

Jenny felt inexplicable.

The other man followed Sherlock's gaze to Jenny and Bruce Willie, and left before they could walk past.

Sherlock stood there and waited for Jenny and Bruce Willie to come to him before saying, "Good day, Mrs. Hudson, Mr. Bruce Willie."

Bruce Willie felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Sherlock's words, and the thought flashed by, but he didn't go into it.

"Good day, Mr. Holmes, what are you here?"

Sherlock didn't talk to him, he glanced up and down at Bruce Willy, the look made Bruce Willy feel as if he was standing in front of him without clothes.But after Sherlock gave him such a look, he turned his gaze to Jenny... Bruce Willie suddenly felt as if he had eaten something and couldn't swallow it or spit it out.People who face Sherlock often feel this way: helpless, embarrassed or irritable.

Sherlock has this kind of ability, even if the king is standing in front of him, he can kick people out on the grounds that "I need to be alone in the room and think".

Sherlock's shot hand tapped twice on the backing board, "I'm going back to London the day after tomorrow. Shall we go back together, Mrs. Hudson?"

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Okay."

Bruce Willie and Jenny called out in unison.

"Then it's settled, nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow." Sherlock nodded casually.The three stood silently for a while, and the two men seemed to be waiting for each other to say "goodbye".

……what's the situation?

Jenny: The two men didn't shy away from the presence of the lady at all, and they looked at each other affectionately... Do you still think of me? !

Bruce Willie: "Mr. Holmes?"

Sherlock: "Why are you still here, Mr. Bruce Willie?"

Bruce Willie: "..." =口=

Jenny: He really said, really said, really said... =v=

Bruce Willie's face twitched visibly, but his upbringing prevented him from uttering a vicious rebuttal.Although Bruce Willie already knew about Sherlock's character, at present... it is estimated that there are still insufficient.

Bruce Willie: Compared to his thick skin... I lost. qaq

"Then... I'm sorry I can't take you back to your room, Mrs. Hudson." Bruce Willie took a deep breath, forced a smile and said to Jenny, "I'll see you later." He took another deep breath and turned to leave .

Ah, who did tears run to for comfort?Jenny looked at the back of Bruce Willy leaving without conscience.

The corridor was not the place to talk, and Sherlock waved his hand, beckoning Jenny to follow him.

Sherlock took Jenny to a small reception room. There was only a fireplace and a few sets of sofas, and the decoration was quite warm. It was probably a place where ladies had afternoon tea and gossip.Sherlock drew the curtains and opened the window. The people who had gone out to ride horses came back one after another. They were playing loudly on the lawn. Sherlock frowned and closed the window again.

As soon as Jenny saw the sofa, she immediately sat on it and stretched out her body. Her most intense exercise is usually going to and from the vegetable market, but today she rode a horse for a long time... I didn’t think so just now, but when I saw the sofa now , she immediately felt extremely tired.

Sherlock turned and looked at Jenny.

Jenny:?

Sherlock: "Mrs. Hudson, I think at your age, you are not old enough to forget what I said before?"

Jenny: "==#what?" Fuck, who is old and who is old? !

Sherlock: "I said, you'd better stay away from Bruce Willie, he's not a good match."

Jenny: "...hehehe." You two really have a tacit understanding, and he said the same about you.

For this kind of thing, Jenny is well aware of the principle of "the more you describe, the darker it is". The reason why gossip becomes gossip is because there are always people thinking about it.So Jenny replied very firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Holmes, I know what I'm doing."

Sherlock was very very very very dissatisfied with the answer, but Jenny had already changed the subject.

"How's your injury?" Jenny asked, "What did the doctor say afterward? I've never done this before, and I was kind of worried if I was going to mess up the...well, I mean, the wound...you gave the doctor Have you read it again?"

Sherlock glanced at his arm, "It's very good. The doctor also said that the stitching is very professional. When I told him that you are a tailor, he didn't seem to believe it. Then when I said that you are the best at cooking, he seemed to want to Passed out."

Jenny laughed loudly, and then suddenly stopped the pen and asked vigilantly: "You didn't use that again, did you?"

Sherlock: "What?"

Jenny: "Coca Yin or something."

Sherlock cleared his throat unnaturally, "No."

Jenny saw through him immediately: "Liar."

Jenny felt that she was really earnest, "That thing is addictive. Don't believe the bragging of those businessmen, this thing is essentially opium. If you don't know what opium is, I think those who made a lot of money in the Far East even paid for it. The merchants who are now at war with an Eastern nation may wish to reveal something to you privately. Don't believe what they say about addiction as a lack of willpower, which has nothing to do with will."

The fact that the landlady's views on her little hobbies are the same as those of her friends, and for the same reasons, made Sherlock feel a subtle discomfort.

"You seem to know a lot, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock felt a little regretful as soon as he said the words. It sounded like another temptation, but he didn't mean it. "Watson also said similar things." It is better not to explain than to explain.

Jenny didn't pay attention to Sherlock's slightly sour tone, "Because I've seen it." She said coldly: "I've seen how people who become addicted to pleasure lose their health, their wisdom , their minds, their willpower, and even their self-esteem. I have seen how those once good people crawled on the ground like a dog, they can kill their fathers and mothers, abandon their wives and children, just for Some medicine..." Jenny fell into memories that didn't belong to her.It's been a long time since she fell into the memory of another personality like this, but this memory is too deep for her to forget anyway.

Sherlock didn't know about the adventures his landlady had, but it didn't prevent him from seeing Jenny's expression that she was recalling bad things, so he pulled Jenny back to reality: "Okay , I promise you that you will not use coca-ine solution anymore, and as a price, you... well, and Watson, must be responsible for helping me find something interesting when I am bored, so it is agreed."

Jenny: "...huh?"

Jenny: None of my business?

Sherlock: I'm so witty, give myself 32 likes.