[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

In fact, Mary didn't mind giving a brief synopsis of the story if it wasn't for the fear of frightening the ladies present.

After all, there is a gap between her and people of this era in cognition and values, and there is almost a gap between the culture of the 21th century and the culture of the [-]st century.

In terms of literature, this era has no non-linear narrative, no point-of-view character writing techniques, and no stream of consciousness or the chaotic art of interlacing time and space. Therefore, Charlotte Bronte's "Jane "Love" was well received as soon as it was published, while her sister's "Wuthering Heights", which is more modern, was not excavated for artistic value until later generations.

So, Mary really wanted direct feedback so she could know what she was doing before she started writing.

only……"

"I've always liked detective novels," she said honestly, "Naturally, I want to try to create my own detective stories, but firstly, I only have the general inspiration for the case, and I haven't considered how to start writing, and secondly, it involves detective stories. Murder and intrigue are inevitable, and Miss Bingley will not like it."

"You may as well tell it first," insisted Miss Bingley, "and I'll see if it's a story I like."

Then don't blame her for being "cruel and merciless"!

Mary smiled.

"Okay then," she didn't hesitate anymore, "our detective was invited by a friend to visit a small industrial town in the north. But the town in the north is busy and monotonous, socializing with friends every day, and he got tired of it within three days .”

Elizabeth laughed when she heard the words: "It sounds quite like Mr. Sherlock Holmes, but he is the prototype of the character?"

Mary: "I haven't figured it out yet."

If it were Mr. Holmes, it would not take three days at all. If there is no case, even if the Queen of England invites him, he will not go.

"Since Miss Mary said that she just had an inspiration for the case," Mr. Bingley said kindly, "then let's talk about the case directly."

"Well."

Mary nodded and skipped the previous part directly.

"It started like this. A workman approached a famous detective. Even a well-informed detective couldn't help being surprised when he saw the workman—he was very tall, 6.5 feet, and looked He looked strong and fearsome. But he spoke politely and spoke with dignity. Though plainly dressed, he was a man of good sense and thought, and was soon in communion with the detective."

"It sounds like the worker is a relevant case."

"Yes."

"The worker asked, are you the famous detective? The detective admitted," Mary paused here, glanced at the listening posture of the crowd, and continued to speak calmly, "then the worker said, well, I Surrender to you."

"What?!" Elizabeth showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, the detective was shocked, as was everyone here," Mary blinked slyly, "and he said he killed his mother. So the detective launched an investigation and found that the worker's reputation in the town Quite well, an unpretentious and likeable young man, on good terms with friends, policemen and soldiers, and even his employers spoke highly of him."

"So," interposed Mr. Darcy, "he seems to have a problem."

"Do you think so?" Mary mused.

"Is not it?"

Elizabeth said: "Since he is a man with a good reputation and popularity, maybe he, like little Jeffrey, committed the crime out of desperation. Even if he must be punished, he will inevitably attract sympathy."

"Actually, the worker's mother disappeared from the parish a year ago," she continued, "but all the evidence and signs show that she returned to the countryside to recuperate, and no one suspects that the worker murdered her mother. After hearing this, the pastor was surprised and heard other residents in the diocese feel sorry, because as you guessed, the worker’s mother was a harsh person who often beat, scolded and abused the worker. Seeing her as a son, she doesn’t even treat him as a human being—she thinks he will rape her sister who raped her sooner or later, so she tries her best to make him disappear from her world.”

"This is too much!" Elizabeth couldn't bear it.

"But even that is no reason for him to kill his mother." Mr. Darcy frowned.

"He actually killed more than his mother," said Mary, "and half a dozen maidens, ranging from respectable young ladies to street whores, just for his mother's remark, 'You'll be a Rape that rapist'—"

"Oh, God!"

Miss Bingley could not bear to listen.

It was she who insisted on hearing what story Mary wanted to write, and it was she who showed panic.Miss Bingley stood up from her chair and hurriedly interrupted Mary, clutching her chest: "What a horrible story! No one would pay to read this kind of novel, and it still tells about inferior people. They are really disgusting." .”

Mary: "..."

She doesn't care about the first half of the sentence, but the second half of the sentence is a bit too much to map the entire class!

Mr. Darcy obviously did not agree with Miss Bingley's remarks about "inferior people". He was silent for a moment, and seeing Mary's embarrassment again, he mistakenly thought that Mary was embarrassed because of her own story.

"You are very good at telling stories, miss," Darcy said bluntly, "this kind of opening is very eye-catching."

"Thank you."

"but--"

"But I think—"

Next, Mr. Darcy's "but" and Elizabeth's "I think" landed at the same time. Mary tilted her head, and saw Elizabeth looking at Darcy with a surprised expression.

Naturally, Darcy would not compete with Elizabeth: "Please."

"It's really attractive," Elizabeth said unceremoniously, especially her sister who told the story, "but I think it's too shocking, Mary, it's a bit grandstanding. I don't read as many detective novels as you, but I Personally, what attracts me is the protagonist's careful observation and extraordinary intelligence, not that the more terrifying the murder, the better."

Mary got it.

"So Lizzie thinks it's a bad case?" she asked.

"Not only do I not want to continue listening," Elizabeth replied truthfully, "but I also feel uncomfortable."

it is as expected.

Although Miss Bingley's original intentions were bad, she hit the right spot and helped Mary.

Just know that the original face of the case cannot be restored 100%, and Mary has omitted 90% of the facts.

The real Edmund Campbell, who killed his grandparents when he was 15, was sent to a mental institution.He behaved well in the mental hospital and was liked by everyone, but after he got out, Camber didn't stop.

He raped and killed six girls, and finally killed his mother who abused him.

But the case is not over yet.

What impresses Mary the most is that Edmund Campbell chose to surrender because the police did not suspect him for a long time.In prison, he talked freely, and frankly recounted the process of his case in the face of the FBI who came to investigate and consult.

These two FBIs, the founders of the bau team in the future, also added a lot of color to the road of systematic criminal psychology.

And this was already in 1990, a full 100 years from now.

Human beings in the Victorian period did not have such a complex psychology and would not have thought of such a complex motive. Criminal psychology, an auxiliary tool for modern criminal investigation, was a bit too overqualified in the nineteenth century.

The point is that they can't understand the rationality of this kind of thing, just like they don't understand why the author of "Wuthering Heights" wants to write all the characters so crazy and extreme.

"I see."

It seems that the reduction is still not enough, Mary has to think again.

She humbly accepted Elizabeth's opinion: "I will revise this aspect carefully, what's your opinion, Mr. Darcy?"

Darcy lowered his head: "I agree with Miss Elizabeth."

Elizabeth: "..."

This brought Elizabeth a surprised expression. Her eyes turned to Darcy, and her bright and moving eyes touched Darcy's deep gaze. After the four eyes met, Elizabeth politely said: "Thank you."

Mr. Darcy moved his lips, hesitant to speak several times, but finally gave up the idea of ​​speaking, and nodded.

Look, isn't this pretty good.

Sure enough, the power of the official match is great. The two people have a tacit understanding and respect for each other. They naturally think of going together without saying much, saving misunderstandings and twists and turns. Even though Elizabeth has no feelings for Darcy now, this brief exchange The atmosphere is already good.

Seeing this, Mary couldn't stop the smile on her face: "Oh, it turns out that the two of you think so alike."

Elizabeth glared at Mary, the meaning was extremely obvious: stop teasing me!

As for Mr. Bingley, he still played the role of Mr. Good Mr. Seeing that others were not optimistic about Mary's story, he encouraged him: "It's normal to have some defects in the first creation. You can revise it carefully, miss, I am in London. I know a few publishers, and I can recommend them after the book is finished."

"Then I have to work hard to create."

As Mary said, she solemnly put away the paper she wrote and drew on.

Since Miss Bingley did not listen any more, there was no need for her to remain in the drawing room.The two Miss Bennet said a few more polite words to everyone present, and then they were about to get up and leave, and went to take care of Jane in the bedroom.

However, after the sisters walked out of the living room, Mr. Bingley chased them out with an excuse.

He politely stopped Mary and Elizabeth, with an eager expression and concern in his eyes: "How is Miss Bennet?"

"Mostly healed," Mary replied, "The fever has subsided, and her complexion is much better. I think Jane will be able to get out of bed and walk around tomorrow."

"That's good." Mr. Bingley breathed a sigh of relief.

Elizabeth: "I think tomorrow she will be able to sit down and chat with everyone."

Mr. Bingley: "That's okay! It's better to get well."

"It's better to sit down and sit down," Mary said with a smile, "I think Jian Jian just took a second look at you, sir, I think the typhoid fever will be cured soon!"

"This--"

Mr. Bingley, who has always been gentle and decent, was blushed by Mary's teasing. He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment: "Don't make fun of your eldest sister, miss! I think Miss Jane Bennet treats everyone like this. Gentle and generous, I am not the special one."

Upon hearing this, Mary and Elizabeth looked at each other, both showing contemplative expressions.

Mary didn't know what Elizabeth was thinking, but she was thinking about a very crucial question.

In the original book, it is precisely because Jane is too dignified and restrained that Mr. Bingley mistakenly thinks that the beautiful woman has no intentions, so he leaves Netherfield Manor when he is disappointed. .

But now Mary does not allow others to intervene in her sister's personal feelings.

Don't you just think that Jane doesn't like him!

Mary had an idea, and suddenly had an idea in her mind that she felt could have immediate results and let the two of them know each other's mind quickly.