[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

In the letter Miss Morstan received, the purpose of the writer was to invite her to meet, but he did not specify what the purpose of the meeting was. He just agreed with her at seven o'clock in the evening in front of the Laceham Theater, and said that if Miss Morstan Don't worry, you can invite up to two companions, but be sure not to call the police.

The letter repeatedly stated that the visitor was not malicious.After just experiencing the Illuminati case, such an emphasis is not convincing.

But Mary wasn't too worried.

There are six pearls and the Laceham Theater first. Even though the world has changed a lot, the plot of the original work is still very much the same—no matter how different the process may be, the final result should be the same.

Therefore, the purpose of the letter writer's mysterious invitation to Miss Morstan should be to reveal her life experience and share information about her heritage.

When the appointed time came, Mary and Miss Morstan came to the Lyceham Theater early, while Dr. Watson was already waiting there.He personally opened the door of the carriage for the two ladies, and after Mary landed, the children scattered in every corner of the street in the Laceham Theater surrounded them like the wind.

"Miss Mary, you are finally here!"

"Miss Mary, we deployed here early and discovered something amazing."

"Miss Mary, I ^&*#$^^—"

"--All right!"

Mary didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hastily interrupted the enthusiastic children.

There is Miss Mary on the left and Miss Mary on the right. She is so loud that she almost doesn't know her own name!Mary searched around, only to see Wiggins walking over at a leisurely pace. The vagrant in ragged clothes straightened his spine, strolling in the courtyard, like a duke visiting in private.

Seeing his look, Mary couldn't help but smile.

It's no wonder that Holmes trusts the young boys on the street. Even if Mary hasn't seen their true abilities, she can't help but fall in love with these sincere and clever children.

"Wiggins," Mary began, "you will speak for them. What have you found here?"

"It's nothing."

Wiggins took the tone proudly: "I just found out that before you arrived, a ghostly guy drove around, but he didn't stay longer, but stopped the carriage and went to eat. I sent a newsboy to follow He found out that he might be the driver who came to pick you up today."

"Where is Holmes?" Watson asked.

"Mr. Holmes said you don't need to worry about him," Wiggins replied. "He has already found out the address of the writer, and he went to check the situation early."

"...He has found it?!"

Watson showed an expression of disbelief: "I saw him only two hours before we left the house. How did Holmes do it?"

Wiggins: "Mr. Holmes can do anything."

Watson: "..."

Dr. Watson was choked up by Wiggins' natural tone, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

As for Mary, who has her own filter, like the children on the street, she simply skipped the surprise part and just followed Wiggins' words: "Since Sherlock already knows the identity of the writer , Did he leave us any clues?"

"No."

Wiggins spread his hands helplessly: "Mr. Holmes dressed up as a drunkard, followed the coachman into the restaurant, and not long after, he heard the restaurant owner kicking out the detective dressed as a drunkard— —I think the detective must have done it on purpose, because when he staggered up to me, I wouldn't even have recognized him if he hadn't suddenly spoken to me soberly! Sir, I just told you that he already knew I knew the identity and address of the letter writer, so I took the first step, and then left in a hurry without explaining."

Well, this is Holmes' style.

"Then let's go to the agreed place and wait," Mary suggested to Miss Morstan and Watson, "It is said to be under the third pillar in front of the Latheham Theatre, isn't it?"

"Let's go." Miss Morstan nodded.

Miss Morstan and Dr. Watson walked ahead, and Mary had just turned around when she was stopped by Wiggins again.While Dr. Watson was talking to Miss Morstan, Wiggins lowered his voice and said, "Miss Mary, yesterday you said that the secret should not be kept secret, right?"

Mary was taken aback, and then understood what Wiggins meant: "That's what I said."

Wiggins pretended to be mysterious and said: "So I shared this secret with Mr. Holmes. You won't blame me, will you?"

Mary: "I don't blame you."

She quickly glanced at Dr. Watson who was talking eagerly with Miss Morstan. Seeing that the two were chatting enthusiastically, she didn't pay attention to her own thoughts at all, so she felt relieved and bent down to get closer to the waif and asked: " so?"

The boy was not in a hurry to answer, he raised his head in a high-spirited manner, and patted his chest hard: "Don't worry, miss, Mr. Holmes said that a secret is a secret even if it is not required to be kept secret. This matter is limited to you and the detective." , no third person will know."

Mary: "Thank you, so... how did the detective react?"

It seems that Sherlock Holmes was right when he said that street children were smart.The reason why Mary emphasized "no need to keep it secret" is to use Wiggins' mouth to spread the word.And Wiggins also understood Mary's intentions, and turned around and told Holmes about Mary's "secret".

Seeing Mary's expectant look, Wiggins was even more happy: "Mr. Holmes said that he knows."

Mary was speechless for a moment: "..."

"Don't worry, Miss Mary." Just when Mary was speechless, Wiggins added, "I imitated your tone and leaned into his ear to speak, and when the words fell to the ground, the detective just laughed—really It's a smile, and I've never seen Mr Holmes smile before!"

Mary didn't answer right away, she was just lost in thought.

"Is he sitting on the sofa by the fire?" Mary asked.

"Yes." Wiggins replied.

"What color clothes are you wearing?"

"A light gray coat," Wiggins tried to remember. "That's what the detective wore because he wasn't out."

indeed.Mary has already noticed that Holmes will only choose light-colored clothes when he does not go out, or when he is sure that his next action will not stain the clothes-he did not have this habit before moving to Baker Street, probably because of Ha Mrs. Dursen's nerves, after all, she finds someone to do the laundry.

"Um……"

Mary thought about it carefully, and she had roughly outlined the image of Sherlock Holmes at that time: "Sitting on the sofa by the fireplace, wearing a light gray suit jacket, with palms folded. You may be thinking with your eyes closed when you enter the door, until you say you have a secret." To share with him, he looked up at you with pale eyes, didn't he?"

"Yes Yes!"

Wiggins almost jumped up with joy: "Miss Mary, you really know him!"

Mary: "Not only that, I also know that before you speak, his expression must be calm but vigilant, as if your approach could hurt him."

Until Serena Wiggins said the words "she loves you too".

Sherlock Holmes laughed.

It was hard to imagine how Holmes smiled, and Mary was too embarrassed to continue asking, so she had to imagine that the detective pursed his lips, and then his usually sharp and indifferent eyes were slightly bent down, revealing a not-too-excessive but menacing look. Kings saw a distinct smile.

The picture in her mind made the corners of Mary's lips curl up sweetly.

Wiggins: "Hey."

Seeing Mary's smile, the waif became more energetic.He took out a pound coin from his pocket: "Mr. Holmes gave me this back, a full pound!"

"This is the first time I've ever received a pound," said Wiggins. "The detective said he was thanking me for sending one of my own men to find the lead, but—"

Wiggins drew a long tail, winked and said, "Otherwise, Miss Mary, tell me a few more secrets, so that I can get rich!"

"Ghost spirit."

Mary couldn't help but reached out and tapped his forehead.

It's a pity that she didn't see Mr. Holmes's smile with her own eyes, but Mary was not in a hurry, she had plenty of opportunities.

Full of affection, she straightened up contentedly, gave Wiggins and the other children a few words of advice, then raised her skirts, and hurried to catch up with Miss Morstan and Watson.

They waited a moment under the third pillar of the Lyceum Theatre, when, just after seven o'clock, a diminutive coachman approached.

The driver looked back and forth between Mary and Miss Morstan, and finally had no choice but to ask, "Which one of you is Miss Morstan?"

"I am," replied the red-haired Irish girl.

If Miss Mary Morstan is the same lady as in the original book, facing such a scene, no matter how bold she is, she will inevitably feel nervous.But Miss Morstan in this world is even more familiar with the streets of London than the coachman, so she directly met the coachman's scrutiny, and added rather bluntly: "Which owner is this? number?"

When Miss Morstan took the initiative to answer, the coachman was slightly taken aback—he probably didn't expect that his host invited a female worker with a patch on her body.

But he quickly returned to his normal expression: "Sorry, miss, I have to make sure that there are no policemen among you and your friends."

"This is Dr. John Watson," Miss Morstan introduced. "This is Miss Mary Bennet. Their names were in the Times a few days ago."

"You found a detective?" The coachman frowned.

"Your master only said not to call the police, but he didn't say that I'm not allowed to seek help from the detectives," Miss Morstan said bluntly, "I don't have any clues, and my friend has just been tricked by the Illuminati, and I have to ask for help." Can I go with you obediently?"

"..."

The coachman was speechless.

He muttered a few foul words under his breath, but finally let go of his guard.

"Never mind, never mind," said the coachman, "you're all celebrities now anyway. Forgive my caution, Miss Morstan, but it's really not the right thing for the police to get involved in."

"Who is your master?" Watson couldn't help asking.

"My master is Scrooge," answered the coachman, "and I will take you to him."

and many more?

Mary suddenly realized the problem.

In her memory, the person who invited Miss Morstan to ask for her share of the treasure in "The Four Signatures" didn't seem to have that name?