Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

At the end of March, it seemed that the cold spring ended overnight.

Mrs. Hudson looked at the calendar on the wall. The day after tomorrow, this Sunday is Easter.

Today, you need to purchase the necessary ingredients for the festival: such as spices such as cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg for making hot cross buns; such as dried fruit and macaroons for heavy oil fruit cakes; roast leg of lamb with mint juice is also a must.

In addition, the indispensable is the egg.

Easter must paint Easter eggs, cook the eggs, and freely play colorful patterns on the eggshells, representing the coming of spring and light.

"All right."

Mrs. Hudson looked at the shopping list with satisfaction, "By the way, you can buy more eggs. The gentlemen at home may want to enjoy the joy of painting eggs together."

07:30am.

Mrs. Hudson handed the list to the maid, and went to the market early to find high-quality ingredients.

This point is actually not too early.

Just as the maid left, the door was opened from the outside, and two detectives walked in.

"Good morning."

Hudson looked at Kelsey and Sherlock, who were calm and composed, completely unable to tell that they had just run for more than an hour in the morning.

It has only been more than 221 days since Kelsey moved into 20B, but Mrs. Hudson felt a little change in 221B.

The most obvious thing is that he didn't listen to the 'little' movements made by Mr. Holmes out of boredom.On days when they are not working on a case, the two detectives do some exercise together.

As long as the weather is right, outdoor morning jogging is indispensable.

One street behind is Regent's Park, with lawns, flowers, trees, lake water, the natural atmosphere is very suitable for outdoor exercise.Jogging in the park in the early morning, listening to the birdsong in the forest, and welcoming the new day with the rising sun.

There is also a place to go at night.

The nearby boxing club can provide venues, and you can choose your opponents for sparring.Further afield, there are shooting clubs that offer practice with a variety of firearms.

Mrs. Hudson just needs to prepare more hot water so that the two of them can take a comfortable bath after the night's exercise.

It was easy for her, much easier than redecorating the walls that Sherlock greeted with bullets from time to time.

Why was Watson unable to persuade Sherlock to maintain a 'normal' exercise routine?

Mrs. Hudson couldn't find an answer.

Perhaps it can only be attributed to the need to be a detective, Kelsey can persuade Sherlock to make some self-change more or less.

This change is just like the scene in front of you.

Today, the two detectives didn't go home empty-handed after finishing their exercise. Both of them entered the door with a large bouquet of flowers.

That's right!

Even Sherlock held the musk lilies that nearly covered him.White flowers in bud, with dew on the buds.

Mrs. Hudson blinked hard and subconsciously glanced at the window.

Well, the sun is still rising in the east today.Everything is as usual, nothing weird happened.

"Good morning, Mrs. Hudson."

Without waiting for the landlady's interjection, Sherlock asked directly, "Where are these Easter decorations going to be placed first?"

"Oh! yes, Mr. Holmes. The holy and pure lily, which is indispensable for Easter."

Mrs. Hudson looked at Sherlock with relief, and Mr. Holmes finally did something appropriate for the festival like ordinary people.

Needless to say, Kelsey must have set an excellent example.

Mrs. Hudson gave Kelsey a secret look of praise, "Let me take care of the lilies. Thank you very much for the flowers, which are enough to decorate the entire building 221B."

"You're welcome. This is Mr. Bennet's proposal."

Sherlock offered flowers.When Mrs. Hudson left with two large bouquets of flowers, he looked at Kelsey beside him, who had been a flower porter for a while.

Kelsey tilted her head, smiled and looked at Sherlock, "Dear Mr. Holmes, why are your eyes full of gratitude?

Do you think it feels good to hold flowers all the way, and let you discover the secret of buying flowers every day to increase the happiness of life? "

Sherlock nodded seriously, "You are right, different flowers can bring different flavors, thus adding a bit of poetry to life.

Thank you for introducing me, I will not forget you while I buy my own flowers.How about choosing roses next time?Hyacinth, rose, etc. are also good, please allow me to offer you all kinds of fun from time to time in the future. "

Kelsey raised her eyebrows, and Mr. Holmes found an honest reason to send her flowers.

"Then I'll wait for your pleasure."

Kelsey also took advantage of the situation and said, "Please don't refuse. I will bring you flowers in return. I hope you like adding a few more fragrances to the house."

Now the two 'gentlemen' can present flowers to each other in a dignified manner.

At this time, Watson, who just woke up, didn't know what changes 221B would usher in.

Today, he has to complete the work and go to publish social articles, the new case-solving story is adapted from the case of Katie and Ai Ji.

It has been three weeks since the disappearance case was solved, and the two detectives have taken over several commissions these days.

Watson sometimes worked as an assistant to Sherlock and sometimes to Kelsey.

After comparing several cases, he also referred to the opinions of two detectives, and agreed that the most worthy of writing in the near future is the fiancée/husband disappearance case.

With the revision of the law on female inheritance this year, women can also hold personal assets after marriage when certain conditions are met.

As a result, many new issues will arise around marriage and property.

Stepparents’ desire to control their children’s property is so extreme that Freeman and Doreen plunder their children’s inheritance through criminal means. This situation will never be a rare case.

It is hoped that the publication of the case-solving story adapted from this case will make more young women aware of the "threats and dangers from their parents" that may exist in their lives.

11:30, Press.

Watson and the editor finalized the content of the manuscript.He looked at the time, it was just right, and he could have lunch at home.

"Please stay."

Watson was saying goodbye to the editor. The two stood at the door of the publishing house when they heard wild laughter from the law firm next door.

"Ha ha--"

The blond man smiled and pushed open the door of the office, "Godfrey Norton, you accept your fate! Your client committed suicide, why do you still sue me? I don't need any more information about that house right now." Pay a penny!"

This is said in a nonchalant manner, without regard to human life at all, and even more complacent about saving a large amount of compensation due to the death of others.

The blond man had a handsome face, but his words and deeds were a little more uncomfortable and disgusting.

Norton, who was named, rushed out with an angry face.

"Hunter Woolf, you are a scum in human skin! What are you proud of? Last year, you took advantage of people's danger to defraud Werner's house at a low price. Old Werner only asked you for a sum of compensation before he died of illness. The money can provide for his daughter to live well. What have you done!"

Norton thought of his client, Werner.

The Werners live in the nearby countryside and own a small property in London.

Although the house is located in the West End of London, the West End is not all rich people.The area where the house is located has a mixed flow of people, and the nearby houses are old and dilapidated.

Originally, it was only for low-level workers to rent together, but this year we waited for the news of demolition.

The Earl of Shaftesbury, a philanthropist, decided to invest in cleaning up the slums, and Shaftesbury Avenue will be opened up, turning this area into a new theater district in the West End.

The money for the demolition has nothing to do with Werner.

Last summer, Werner, who was suffering from illness, failed to invest, and his daughter had an emergency and needed a lot of money for treatment.

Therefore, the property in the city had to be sold, and the buyer was the blonde Woolf.

Woolf's bid was more than [-]% lower than the market price.

Werner also tried to find other buyers, but couldn't wait for time, and for some reason, several people who were originally willing declined one after another.

In the end, Werner could only choose to trade with Woolf due to realistic conditions.Half a month after the contract was signed, the slum renovation plan came out.

Werner realized that he was likely to be cheated.

Woolf probably got the inside information about the renovation and demolition plan, bought the real estate at a low price, and could earn a large amount of resettlement fees after the demolition.

In the early spring of this year, Werner approached lawyer Norton, hoping to find out the unreasonable part of the sales contract at the time, and demanded compensation from Woolf.

Werner is not greedy.Because of the medical treatment, the family's wealth was emptied, and he didn't have much time, so he just wanted to leave a small inheritance to his daughter.

It's not uncommon for transactions to be cheated.

If there are no legal loopholes, it is difficult to demand compensation from a moral point of view.

Out of sympathy for Werner's father and daughter, Norton agreed to take over the commission and carefully investigated the situation when Woolf bought the house last year.

The fair-haired young man was of noble descent, but had neither a title nor much of an inheritance.Ignorant and incompetent, but relying on a handsome face and the connections left by his ancestors to dawdle.

It's not the first time Woolf has targeted Werner's properties for the difference.Any buyer who bids with him will be taken away by means of intimidation or disturbance.

But this man has good eyesight. He never offends those who cannot be offended, and he only picks out those who have no background like the Werner family.

However, there are always exceptions.

Norton found a loophole in the property contract that allowed him to file a claim against Woolf.

To file a claim for civil compensation, there must be a client.

Werner Sr. failed to fight the illness and died in early January. His daughter Edith sued Woolf.

Not long after, something that Norton never expected happened secretly.

Woolf quickly wins over Edith, who is hesitant to drop the lawsuit, not wanting to cause trouble for her lover.

Knowing that Woolf is unreliable, Norton tried his best to persuade Edith that feelings are feelings, and the rights that should be fought for should still be fought for.

At the end of March, they waited for the news that Edith committed suicide for love.

After a preliminary understanding of the situation, Woolf found a new love without any accident, while the devastated Edith begged for reunion but failed and chose to end her life.

On Tuesday, Edith died.

On Friday, Woolf came to the law firm to confront Norton about the situation.

At that moment, Norton understood everything.

The whole thing was a deliberate trap and conspiracy set up by Woolf, who didn't want to pay compensation but it was too late to plug the loopholes in the contract.

If the problem of the contract cannot be solved, then simply solve the person who caused the problem.

Woolf has no regrets, and looks at Norton triumphantly:

"What did I do? I didn't do anything. I didn't kill Edith. She wanted to kill herself. Did I break the law? No! You want to sue me? There is no evidence!"

"you……"

Norton looked at the shameless look of this man, endured and endured, but still couldn't resist the desire to punch him.

Norton was about to rush up when he was stopped by two colleagues.

"Don't be impulsive!" "Don't fight!"

"This person did it on purpose, just wait for you to sue you for intentional harm." "Yeah, we can't give people a case."

Seeing this, Wulf laughed even more arrogantly, stepping on the unwillingness and anger of Norton and others, he left with a bliss.

Watson happened to witness the second half of the conflict, and after hearing the editor gossip about the general situation of the law firm, he returned to Baker Street weeping.

221B Baker Street.

Enter the door, go upstairs, and come to the living room door.

Watson saw that the whole house was decorated with budding lilies in many places.

The day after tomorrow is Easter, and it is normal to smell lilies everywhere.

Watson looked at the landlady who was walking towards him, "Mrs. Hudson, the lilies you bought are good. Is there any special event the day after tomorrow?"

"I bought enough eggs, if you are free, let's paint Easter eggs together."

Mrs. Hudson paused, and said with a smile, "Mr. Watson, you made a mistake. I didn't buy the lilies. Mr. Holmes, at the suggestion of Mr. Bennet, the two of them returned from the flowers after their morning exercise. Each shop came back with a large bouquet of flowers. Don’t you find it surprising?”

Watson's eyes widened.

It's not surprising that Kelsey would buy flowers to decorate the house, but to have Sherlock come back with lilies...

Watson tried to imagine the scene, and he shook his head violently.

Sorry, it was really hard for him to imagine Sherlock buying flowers.It would be more in line with Sherlock Holmes' behavior if the flowers were replaced by human skulls and skeletons.

"What's the matter with you?"

Sherlock went downstairs from the cubicle laboratory and saw Watson standing alone at the door of the living room. "I'm sure today's chemical test products have not been leaked, Mr. Watson, why do you look like you took poison by mistake?"

Watson tried his best to smile, "God bless! I'm fine, I'm not poisoned. I just heard that you bought lilies. I, um,..."

Watson took a deep breath and sorted out his words, "Yes, I think they are very beautiful. This is admiring their beauty."

"Hmm, you feel good too."

Sherlock said naturally, "That's all right. You don't seem to mind a little more flowers in your life."

Watson nodded slowly, and there was nothing wrong with his words. "Yes, I'm not allergic to hay fever. Flowers make people feel good."

Sherlock: Good, will tell Kelsey later, their roommate agrees to have flowers in the room.

This is equivalent to Watson's acquiescence, and Mr. Holmes and Mr. Bennet, who are under the same roof as him, will send flowers to each other justifiably.

Thinking of this, Sherlock entered the living room and turned around to see Watson still standing at the door. "Mr. Watson, are you not going to have lunch?"

Watson followed in slowly. He looked at Sherlock as usual.

Is it an illusion?He always felt that something was going to happen, but why couldn't he figure out why?