[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

As soon as Suvarin entered, seeing Holmes' back, contempt appeared on that handsome face that shouldn't belong to a mechanic.

"Aren't you investigating my contact network?" Suvarin said coldly, "Why are you so secretive?"

As he spoke, he took off the cloth bag slung across his shoulders and threw it directly to Holmes.

The detective raised his hand and caught the cloth pocket firmly. He looked down and saw that it was full of letters.

Suvarin: "You know Russian, Holmes, go and see for yourself as soon as possible. I have a clear conscience."

The ongoing secret investigation was discovered by the person involved. Not only was Holmes not surprised, but he sneered as if he had expected it: "Since you have a clear conscience, why do you react so strongly, Suvarin?"

One sentence is enough for Mary to understand that before she came to the town of Massena, the relationship between Sherlock Holmes and the anarchist should not be very good, maybe there was friction?

Mary didn't know Suvarin's personality, but she knew very well what kind of personality Holmes possessed.Sherlock Holmes would never have refuted others in such an almost completely offensive way if he hadn't been convinced that he had a ghost in his heart. In the eyes of the great detective, the unprovoked verbal dispute was a complete waste of time.

He was not provoking, but accusing.

Sure enough, after Holmes asked a rhetorical question, Suvarin changed his aggressive attitude and stopped talking.

After a long while, he said, "Stop talking nonsense, now that you've got what you want, I'll wait here for you to finish watching."

Holmes was not talkative, and directly opened the cloth pocket that Suvarin threw over.

He took out the letters, scanned all the letters at an extremely exaggerated speed, and then looked up: "You still maintain contact with the Russian anti-government elements."

"Why," Suvarin said angrily, "is the Workers' International only allowed to conduct secret activities in France, and our Russian compatriots are not allowed to find ways to save themselves?"

Mary: "..."

Of course not.

Even within Russia, the ideas supported by the Workers' International are gaining momentum compared to the anarchist justice.They didn't live in the eighteenth century of "Pride and Prejudice". More than a hundred years have passed, and Russia will change in a dozen years later - Suvarin and Holmes don't mention this. Mary can't remember it, she is serious. After the calculation, I found that I was actually at the same age as Lenin.

This feeling is really subtle.

"Even so, Suvarin," said Holmes, indifferent to his accusation, "this only proves that you still have connections with domestic politics in exile. I admire your bravery, but it cannot prove that you have not disturbed the situation."

Suvarin snorted coldly: "I knew you would say that."

Holmes: "Since you know it, it proves that you know that the letter you offered can't clear up your suspicion. Then why did you come to the door?"

Until then, the two of them were considered to be on the topic.

Mary played the role of moderating the atmosphere: "Sit down and talk first, gentlemen, I'll ask Katrin to make a pot of tea right now."

"Need not."

Suvarin sat down after getting the nod: "I won't stay long."

To be honest, Suvarin really doesn't look like a mechanic.This is not only reflected in his ability to read and write French and English, but also in his appearance: the handsome face and fair skin of the young man are enough to prove that he was not born a worker, but more like the young master of a wealthy family.

And many people, including Sherlock Holmes, said that he came to France in exile...

The situation in Russia before the establishment of the Soviet Union was indeed chaotic, and Mary was not surprised.

The more this is the case, the more it proves that he may indeed be the anarchist who "has been in contact with Moriarty" by the students of the University of Paris-at least if Souvarin was born in a nobleman or other wealthy class, he does meet the two criteria. The conditions for being able to get in touch with Moriarty years ago.

"So, why have you come to me?" asked Holmes.

"Just to remind you," Suvarin said coldly, "Do you think that in the small town of Massena, I am the only one who maintains secret correspondence with the outside world?"

"So you are going to tell me that there is someone else."

"Not only other people, but also people around you."

"Who do you think it is?"

"Apart from you and me, who else is an outsider in Mengsu Coal Mine?"

After speaking, Suvarin glanced at Mary: "I don't mean Miss Bennet."

Holmes raised his eyebrows: "You mean Franz Harvey."

Mary shivered.

She looked at Suvarin in disbelief, and almost blurted out a "nonsense" - isn't this person crazy?He actually came to drive a wedge between Holmes and Franz Harvey?

But when the words came to her lips, Mary saw Holmes's still calm expression, so she pressed down forcefully.

"In that case," Mary said, "you must have your own evidence, Mr. Suvarin?"

The Russian anarchists gave Marie a rather surprised look.Perhaps in his mind, Mary Bennet was just a foil who came to help Holmes cover, but he did not expect to have the status of speaking in formal conversations.

Seeing that the detective himself had no objection, he restrained his casual expression just now, and replied solemnly: "Of course I have evidence. Even if you send a letter secretly, you have to go through the post office. Franz Harvey mails letters every week. You If you want to investigate, there will always be results. You must know that I am not the only one who needs to keep it secret, and the Workers International also has information that cannot be disclosed to outsiders."

"interesting."

Holmes quickly hooked the corners of his mouth, but he didn't smile. The mechanical expression was more like a sarcasm than an essential reaction.

"Reporter Franz Harvey insisted that you planned to ambush us, Suvarin, and now you insist that he has a secret," said the detective. "Do you think Miss Mary will trust you, or Mr. Reporter, who is also from London?"

Suvarin immediately changed his expression.

He stood up angrily as if he had been punctured, and as if he had been humiliated.

"I've said what I wanted to say," he said while suppressing his anger. "Whether you trust me or not has nothing to do with me. Don't delay the investigation clues because of this, and you will regret it later."

Suvarin walked away, leaving Mary with more than just a clue.

She closed the door of the apartment again and turned to look at Holmes.

Their eyes met, and the detective understood Mary's expression without any words.

"If there is really an insider among the workers," said Holmes, "then it can only be someone who knows that we are going to follow Suvarin that night. Then Mary, all those who know will be suspects, not only Franz Harvey. Monsieur, you and I, not even Étienne, who is unconscious."

In this way, Mary probably understood what Holmes meant.

It may not be the voluntary leakage of secrets, or it may be their unintentional whereabouts that exposed their plans—even Sherlock Holmes, in an unfamiliar place like the small town of Massena, cannot guarantee that his actions will be foolproof, let alone others. ?

"However," Mary thought for a moment, her heart still a little heavy, "It is indeed a breakthrough for Suvarin to come out and mention reporter Harvey."

"What do you think?" asked Holmes.

"My opinion is," Mary took a deep breath, "whether there is a real internal response, or someone inadvertently leaked the whereabouts. Now Harvey reporter and Suvarin mutually agreed that the other party had reservations, or what the two said It's all true, or one of them is lying."

Holmes nodded.

Mary expected Holmes to add an explanation, but he did not.The detective dressed as a loader fell into a deep silence.

She waited until Sherlock Holmes looked up again before asking, "If you don't speak, Sherlock, I'll take it as if you have an idea."

"I do have a little idea."

Holmes does not deny this: "But it is just a thought, and it is very likely to mislead you if you say it before you have clues or evidence."

"Then it goes without saying."

Mary doesn't force it either: "I know my shortcomings."

She can't be 100% objective and rational before the case is completely unclear like Sherlock Holmes.The detective has reminded Mary many times not to presuppose suspects, but it is easier said than done - people have feelings and are all affected by their own subjective judgments, Mary tried her best to restrain this order, but it is inevitable Show prejudice.

Instead of knowing the train of thought in advance and affecting her own judgment, Mary thinks it is better to follow the objective facts completely.In case Holmes himself overturned his doubts, Mary couldn't get out.

"It's better not to say anything for the time being," Holmes said firmly. "The matter of Etienne's injury and the matter of Souvarin's visit need to be kept secret."

"What are you waiting for, Sherlock?" Mary suddenly realized something.

"Wait for the riot."

The detective's words were resounding.

And Sherlock Holmes is almost always right.

The shareholders of the Mengsu Coal Mine refused to budge, and the workers were running out of ammunition and food.There is no room for resolution of this confrontation other than an escalation of the strike. Mary knew that sooner or later the workers would take to the streets to protest and vent their dissatisfaction through violent means, but she did not expect it to be so soon.

Unexpectedly, everything started because of Etienne's injury.

Nobody knew about it except the workers who were ambushed that night.Most of the workers assumed that Étienne was being chased by the police and went into hiding—he had done this before, hiding in the mine to wait for the situation to ease.

And now the fact that Etienne was shot, I don't know who passed it on.

Mary actually learned about this from Ms. Grégoire. She ran into Ms. Grégoire in the local grocery store in the small town of Massena. As soon as the gentle and naive girl saw Mary, she hurriedly went up to her without waiting for her to say hello. He held Mary's hands and asked with concern, "Is that worker okay?"

"Worker?"

Mary was startled: "What worker?"

Miss Gregoire said of course: "The worker who was injured by the police really shouldn't do it. Although it is wrong for workers to go on strike, they shouldn't hurt people, right? I begged my mother to let me visit him at your house." Yes, Miss Mary, you have such a kind heart that you take in dirty miners."

Her compliments were like lightning strikes to Mary.

"How did you know about this?"

Marie asked, holding Miss Grégoire's hand back.

In the eyes of the capitalists in the small town of Marchenne, Miss Mary Bennet was arrogant and inattentive, and she didn't seem to care about anything about the Montsou coal mines.This was the first time that Miss Grégoire saw Mary's shocked and anxious expression. Mary's reaction made her jump, and then she stumbled and said, "I, I am, I am..."

It is a pity that Mary did not wait for Miss Gregoire's answer after all.

A shocking noise outside the grocery store interrupted her words, and Mary was startled. Through the window, she clearly saw countless workers walking towards the store.

The workers' march began.

The author has something to say: Mary counted her fingers: Oh, I am two or three years older than Lenin.

Jiang Hua: Not only that, right now Edison and Tesla are still fighting each other, the Curies just got married, Van Gogh should have committed suicide——

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