[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 95

"Wow, are they tasting wine?" As soon as John entered the door, he smelled a sweet smell of wine, which was fruit wine.Why buy new wine when there is already wine?The thought flashed across John's mind for a moment, and he couldn't help asking.

"Well, I don't think it's wine, it's probably...juice." Sherlock understood the situation relatively well, "Just put it here." He didn't expect such an unfortunate coincidence, so he hurriedly dismissed the wine delivery guy.

Turning around, John had already walked into the dining room, "Oh, my God, the decoration here is really beautiful." John walked carefully along the wall into the kitchen inside, for fear of getting the arranged things dirty. "Mrs. Hudson, what's for dinner? Well... what is this, can I have a drink?"

Obviously he came in by smell, Dr. Watson's ability to pretend to be stupid is getting better and better, Jenny thought.However, the drink to be used tomorrow has already been mixed, and it is impossible to reseal the remaining high concentration, so Jenny originally planned to let everyone drink it, anyway, there is not much.

"Please."

John drank the glass of "juice" in one gulp.

"It tastes good~ but it's a bit too sweet, if it goes with wine...I mean, snacks would be better. Uh, is that for today's dinner? It's too rich~"

Jenny turned her head and took a look, then told John with a smile, "No, that's for Christmas~"

John rubbed his nose, thinking that it would be better for him not to ask about the roast goose again, "Can I have another drink?"

"Of course." Jenny poured two more glasses, gave one to John, and asked Sherlock, "Do you want to try?"

Sherlock tasted it like red wine, the cherry flavor, and then drank it in one gulp.This thing really can only be regarded as juice, he thought, the taste is not so strong, and it is indeed too sweet.

"This juice is too sweet." Sherlock handed the cup to Jenny.

"Don't be too picky, Holmes, this is a drink." John felt that Holmes shouldn't tell such a big truth in front of Jenny... Do you want to go back to the second floor to sleep tonight, Holmes?

But Sherlock didn't think so, what he wants to know more now is... "What's for dinner?"

"There is bread, I am going to make barbecue slices, but I have to wait."

Sherlock nodded, "The wine is back, it's outside, Watson, let's move in."

"Oh, okay." John put down the glass and went out with Sherlock to pick up the wine and put it in the cabinet, because it will be drunk tomorrow, so there is no need to save it.

The oven hadn't cooled down yet, and Jenny baked two more special roasted meats and onions in the oven. She mixed black pepper sauce and tomato sauce, washed a few lettuce leaves and cut them into squares, and cut the meat and onions into small pieces. .

"Ah~ It's this exotic way of eating again, I like it." John exclaimed, he has made chopsticks look good now, in fact, he resisted eating with his hands at first, but Jenny couldn't stand the cooking The taste is first-rate, and I especially like oriental dishes, so John had to get used to it slowly.Now if he doesn’t eat dumplings or stew once a month, he’s still not used to it... What will happen after marriage qaq

When Jenny was still struggling with the possibility of not having enough glasses, Sherlock had already solved the problem, and he did not know where he got dozens of glasses, and there were also several kinds of goblets, for drinking red wine and drinking brandy , drink rum, drink champagne.Not only wine glasses, but also several three-tier snack stands, [-] beautiful small silver forks and [-] porcelain plates... It looks very expensive at first glance.

Jenny asked Sherlock where he got it, and he simply said, "I borrowed it, and I have to pay it back."

Ok……

Waking up early the next morning, Jenny and Fantine finished the rest of the work. Looking at the rows of various snacks and snacks in the iron frame, it was really a sense of accomplishment.

"It looks so good." John came over, rubbed his hands, picked up a freshly fried and still warm small sausage and threw it into his mouth, "It's delicious...it's delicious." John was scalded , but couldn't help stretching out his hand to have another one, and then his hand was opened by Fantine.

"Doctor Watson, please don't steal it, please? You and Mr. Holmes have breakfast over there." Fantine pointed to the two plates placed next to them, which contained a sausage (normal size), bread, fruit, and vegetables . "Coffee or tea?" Jenny asked, holding up two jugs.

"En, coffee, thank you." John took a sip of the cup first, um~~ felt his mind cleared up in an instant~ "Is Holmes not here?" Isn't he usually finished his breakfast at this time?

"He went out very early. He seems to be going to some boxing club? But he should be back soon." Jenny was talking when she heard the door open outside.

Jenny and John went out together, and it turned out to be Sherlock. He took off his coat and held it in his hands. He looked like he had just exercised, and there was still a bruise on his face.

"Oh." John made a face, as if he had been punched in the face. "Holmes, you are very handsome today... Are you going to spend the New Year with this face?"

"It was an accident." Holmes quickly changed the subject. "I need to take a bath first. Could you bring me my breakfast, my dear... Mrs. Hudson?"

"Of course, Mr. Holmes," replied Jenny.

After Sherlock came upstairs, John took a sip of his coffee and said to Jenny, "Do you have to keep doing this? I mean, it's not fair to you to cover up your relationship."

"I think I thought it through very clearly when Sherlock made this request." Jenny smiled slightly, "And do you think Sherlock is this kind of person?" , Jenny reminded: "I want Sherlock to do this, maybe because of one person, of course, I'm just guessing."

"Who?" John asked.

"It's the professor you mentioned, ah, I'll go up with breakfast." Jenny left the thoughtful John and asked Fantine to put the finished snacks on the plate, while she went upstairs with the tray up.

There was not enough hot water in the morning, and the fireplace had been turned off long ago. Sherlock took a combat bath, and he was already brushing his hair when Jenny came up. Jenny felt that it was really troublesome.She took a dry towel and stood in front of Sherlock and quickly wiped his bird's nest head. She felt the hot air on Sherlock's body turn into cold air, "You are not afraid of getting sick! Can't you say something about such cold water?"

"It's just a little bit cold, which is fine."

"That's because you didn't feel it after exercising just now. Put on your sweater and socks quickly, and go down to warm yourself after breakfast. I brought a pot of hot water up. Do you want to wash your face with hot water?"

Sherlock thought it was good, although Jenny was a bit nagging, but it felt good that someone cared. "Well, it's all up to you, dear Mrs. Holmes." Sherlock kissed Jenny.

"As long as you remember that I am your wife, not your housekeeper." Jenny gave him a blank look, walked over and poured water into the washbasin, and after Sherlock washed his face with hot water, she was still "tough" He put a little skin cream on his face.

"I don't want to wait a few years to be told that I have a husband who is ten years older than me."

Sherlock: I'm so sorry...

Sherlock was quickly driven downstairs, and because there were too many guests, the second floor was also requisitioned as a smoking room.It has been cleaned before, and now all Jenny has to do is decorate besides simple cleaning.

Important information Jenny had previously asked Sherlock and John to lock up, including the whole set of tools for Sherlock's experiments, was also packed yesterday.Since Sherlock (the source of the clutter) has moved to the third floor, it's not too bad here.

The desk is neatly arranged, and it will be used to put some snacks here.There is a rattan vase in the corner, with a few half-opened plum blossoms in it, emitting a faint fragrance.

Sofas and chairs are placed in front of the fireplace, where men always like to sit and brag after drinking.The Persian slippers hanging on the fireplace were stuffed with tobacco, Sherlock's favorite pipes were neatly placed in boxes on the fireplace, and next to that was a whole box of cigars.

Jenny actually doesn't like Sherlock smoking very much, but she also knows in her heart that Sherlock always needs something to stimulate his mind. Compared with sex or something, she would rather Sherlock smoke a few more cigars.

The time for the reception was eight o'clock. The Potters next door, Remus, and Sirius were the first to arrive. Mycroft and Madeleine came together, but John and Merry were the last to arrive.

Except for Jenny and Mycroft, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads when they saw Madeleine.Although Fantine can be considered a beauty, she usually dresses herself in a traditional way, and Jenny is only considered a delicate beauty, so when a beauty like Madeleine appears, she always attracts attention. Fortunately, she Also used to the eyes of everyone.

The reception was a success, and everyone coincidentally didn't have much dinner. Facing the delicious food and wine, everyone smiled. Sherlock and John also invited the men to taste their shredded tobacco and cigars as the owners of the room on the second floor.Jenny's main purpose is to let her partners meet, and it can be regarded as the guest of honor.

But what caught Jenny's attention was that when Sherlock and Mycroft talked alone for 10 minutes at the stairs on the second floor, Jenny thought it might be another case.

"Ah~"

Jenny fell on the bed, feeling extremely tired, thinking that the day after tomorrow would be Christmas, she was simply desperate...

"As I said, this kind of boring party is meaningless." Sherlock lay down next to Jenny, and pulled the quilt over him.

"There's no way around this. This is the first year of running the factory, and Miss Parker is the store manager, so everyone must get to know each other." Jenny rolled over and rolled herself into a flower roll... Then she found that she couldn't move... ...==

"Ouch, let me out~~"

Sherlock turned his head, speechless, so he sat up and pulled the quilt vigorously to free Jenny.

Jenny sat up panting, scratching at her braid. "Anyway, it's something you're not good at, huh..."

"It's all unimportant things." Sherlock "cut" and fell back on the bed, "You asked for it, you brought it on yourself, idiot."

What about love?

Jenny looked at Sherlock angrily, "Ah!" she fell down and hit Sherlock's chest.Sherlock almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and he grabbed Jenny to keep her from making trouble.

"Hmph~" Jenny let out a breath, rolled over and fell back on the bed.

"Hmph!" Sherlock pressed over, purely for revenge.

After all this, Sherlock was unambiguous, "You don't need to entertain those impatient ones, I can still raise you if I want to."

Jenny felt that something happened to her all of a sudden...