[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 77

Jenny, who successfully completed the task, made a special inspection on the way back, and found no one following her. As expected, Sherlock gave full play to his light and heat and took away all the troubles.

Jenny noticed that the newspapers in the past two days had published reports about how many more cases the police had cracked. Although it wasn't that "Jack the Ripper" was cracked, it did improve Scotland Yard's reputation in London a lot. The image in the minds of the citizens - at least it seems that they are still somewhat useful.

Although not a word was mentioned in the article, Jenny had a feeling that the document helped.

This feeling of secretly making a key point in history is really exciting.

Putting this matter behind her mind, under Fantine's reminder, Jenny noticed that it was the season of making jam again, and it was going to enter winter soon, and some berries would be out of season if they didn't make them.There are also some nuts, which are also in season, not to mention other fruits, cured goods, dried goods... oh, so busy.

Once she got busy, time passed very quickly. When Sherlock opened the door and walked into 221b, Jenny realized that they had returned.

"Oh my god, it smells so good." John, who was following Sherlock, took a deep breath, and his stomach immediately let out a loud growl.

"Mrs. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson?" Shylock shouted loudly, seeing Jenny coming out of the kitchen, he said while taking off his hat and gloves: "If you don't get our doctor something to eat, he probably will I'm going to be the first tenant of 221b to starve to death."

"Why, didn't you have lunch?" Jenny asked Fantine to prepare some refreshments, "It seems that your journey back is not going well?" She looked at Sherlock, "The vacation is good, Reigate must have Very fit for recuperation, Mr Holmes, and you look refreshed."

"He's more than refreshed, he's so happy." John sent off the boy who helped carry the luggage with half a shilling, and said, "In addition to recuperating, he also ran into a case to pass the boring time, and on the train back we There was another homicide, so we missed lunch."

"Nonsense, Watson, nonsense, I have never doubted your professional opinion." Sherlock would never admit that the case made him shine.

"Okay, gentlemen, it's better to put down your things, take a rest and wash up, and then come down to eat something." Jenny clapped her hands and drove the men upstairs.John winked at Sherlock's back, indicating that he had Sherlock's gossip to tell.

Sherlock, who knew nothing about John's little tricks, quickly threw all the things in the box into the closet in the bedroom, and then occupied the bathroom first while John was packing up, and took a willful bath.

John, who didn't grab the bathroom, had to wash his face, and decided to go downstairs first to tell Jenny about Sherlock's "little story".

"What! What?" Jenny exclaimed in surprise, "You mean you met that... er... beauty we saw at Tom's last time at your friend, Colonel Hagrid? And she Are you still pursuing Mr. Holmes fiercely?"

"Miss Bardwell." John retorted subconsciously, and then immediately realized that his reaction was a bit wrong, he quickly changed the topic, "Although what you said is a bit convoluted, of course, a lady can't be 'violent' The pursuit of a man... But, Mrs. Hudson, I can imagine how you feel now." John smiled and stuffed a sandwich into his mouth.

"Oh." Jenny was shocked for a few seconds, and immediately asked John with interest: "Come on, Dr. Watson, tell me the details."

If Sherlock had been here, he would have pointed at Jenny and said, "Oh, a woman's gossip." Too bad he's not here now.

Jenny was not worried at all about the influence that Miss Bardwell would have on Sherlock, because that lady... Well, how should I put it, she should be one of the typical women Sherlock hates the most, but she didn't know that she was How long has Sherlock pursued under the blow of his poisonous tongue?

Sherlock took a comfortable bath. He thought he would face John's complaints. He even thought about how to resolve Little John's resentment. But when he came out of the bathroom, he found that things were not as he expected. : John is happily chatting with the landlady while eating delicious food on the first floor.

What's the matter!Feeling ostracized, Fakaisen!

"Mr. Holmes." Jenny didn't notice Sherlock's awkwardness, "Come and have some snacks to cushion your stomach, or black coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar?"

"Old rules, Mrs. Hudson, old rules." Sherlock didn't see the refreshments on the table until he sat down.

This is not as simple as an ordinary "stomping stomach", this is the luxurious delivery of afternoon tea: finger biscuits dipped in sugar, butter cookies topped with pagoda sugar, cream cake with thick strawberry jam sandwiched, sprinkled with Frosted macaroons, grid-shaped waffles, flat egg rolls with blueberry jam inside, small flatbreads wrapped in bacon slices and cheese slices, small and exquisite croissants, sandwiches with meat floss and cabbage in the middle, meat Frozen pudding... Mrs. Hudson always likes to make a scene, as if she is always worried that they will not have enough to eat, but in fact, two more Sherlocks or John can't finish these.

"Very rich, as if you knew we were coming back." Sherlock picked up an egg roll and put it in his mouth, um... a bit sour, let's try waffles, Sherlock thought as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Of course not~" Jenny licked a cup of tea for John (John: Thank you), "You're welcome, Dr. Watson. Oh, I just often drink afternoon tea with Mrs. Potter next door these days. Make preserved fruits, pickles, sour fruits and cured goods."

"Sounds like we're supposed to make these too, doesn't it, Mrs. Hudson. I just saw sausages hanging out of the upstairs windows. Oh, I love your sausages so much, they don't taste like anything out there ’ said John, swallowing the cake in his mouth.

"Really? Well, Dr. Watson, I'll remember to leave an extra one for you when it's done." Jenny said jokingly.

"Hmm." Sherlock cleared his throat, "So what were you guys talking about before I came down?"

"Yes, Holmes." John put down the cup, picked up the tongs and put another piece of cake on his own plate, "I just said that you cleverly pretended to be uncomfortable and prevented that policeman from revealing the clues in advance. Needless to say, Holmes, your acting skills at that time were really excellent, and you completely fooled me."

"I'm sorry, Watson, that's all I could do at that time." Sherlock said very sincerely.

"Oh, yes, yes, I know, you have explained it, Holmes, and I just want to say that you were right. But then it would be irrational for you to go up to the Cunninghams by yourself. You were almost killed by them." Die." Even now, John still felt that it was very dangerous.

"Of course it's because I know that you are downstairs, Watson, and I know you can definitely save me." Sherlock said more sincerely.

John stuffed a waffle into his mouth with great satisfaction.

Sherlock/Jenny: Even honest Watson needs to be flattered.

In fact, Sherlock also breathed a sigh of relief, after Mrs. Hudson always said that he was not in good health and pretended to be sick... Watson, can't your focus be on how brave and resourceful I was to catch the prisoner?

Sherlock said that it is painful that his friend's IQ is always offline.

For this reason, Sherlock specially played a "Saw Concerto" before dinner to express his dissatisfaction.

John/Jenny: Holmes, stop it!

"Oh my God, it's more damaging to hear it up close," Mrs. Lily Potter said to Jenny.At 03:30 in the afternoon, she came to Jenny's tea party on time.

"Hehe... just get used to it." Jenny was speechless.

It feels like I have a cat in my family. Even if it calmly occupies a table at the neighbor's house to eat fish, the shit shoveler can only apologize to the neighbor and take out the cat. It likes the plate.

"Let's start today's snack." Jenny patted the biscuit crumbs on her clothes and said.

"Okay." Mrs. Potter also stood up.

Mrs. Potter is a lively and lovely young lady with infinite curiosity.Ever since she got a taste of Jenny's craft, she has been obsessed with wanting to learn a hand or two.However, in this day and age, everyone cherishes their own skills or secret recipes, and Mrs. Potter is too embarrassed to ask Jenny to learn.This time, it was Jenny herself who offered to teach Mrs. Potter how to make some dim sum. Naturally, Mrs. Potter came here every day.Of course, materials are provided by yourself.

Today I want to make gluten and Cheng noodles, especially Cheng noodles. After learning it, I can make many other Chinese desserts. Jenny has already discovered that Mrs. Porter, like her, does not like too sweet English desserts.

When I put myself into work, I didn't feel the harsh sound from upstairs. The two of them closed the two doors of the kitchen, so they could barely hear the "noise" from the second floor.

The face was reconciled a long time ago, and it was time for them to wash their faces after drinking a cup of tea. This process was very boring, but the two of them talked while working, and the time was not bad.

"All right."

The gluten has been washed out, and the rest of the starch rice is divided into clear rice after precipitation and drying.

"It's very simple, Mrs. Hudson." Mrs. Porter shook her hands facing a large bowl of gluten and a large bucket of starch, "How long will it take to settle?"

"A few hours...maybe tomorrow?" Jenny wasn't sure about the exact time.

"It's been so long! Let's make dinner first, Mrs. Hudson, but... I'm not sure I've prepared enough materials..." Because she was with Jenny in the afternoon, Mrs. Potter simply contracted the dinner for 221, by the way As a reward, it's just for Jenny to do it.However, Sherlock and John came back suddenly today, which made Mrs. Potter a little worried that the food prepared would not be enough.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Potter." Jenny said with a smile, "Have you forgotten what we've been doing these days?"