[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

Fortunately, Holmes rushed in before the powder from the devil's heel could burn completely.After the medicine evaporated completely, Henry Deckard also quickly recovered his sanity.

He was tied up by the table, groaned, and woke up slowly: "...Mary? Dawson? What did you tie me up for? Didn't I rest at home? Why did I come here?"

Mary exchanged glances with several Irish workers, and finally it was Mr. Holmes who paced forward and explained, "You've been on some kind of hallucinogenic poison. You've just gone berserk. Your friends held you down."

"Crazy?"

Henry Deck showed confusion, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to recall the scene he saw in the hallucination not long ago, and suddenly shivered: I thought I had a nightmare, those eyes...God, It's really scary. "

Mary said comfortingly: "It's all an illusion, not real, sir, please rest assured."

But having said that, Mary's expression is quite worried: because no one can be sure whether the hallucinogenic drug has really lost its effect, according to the standards of the 21st century, without medical proof, Henry Decker's testimony It has no legal meaning at all.

but……

Without further words, Holmes understood Mary's worry, and he nodded coldly: "It's all right."

Mary was inexplicably relieved.

Henry Deckard took a deep breath: "Thank you...but who are you?"

Speaking of which, Henry's eyes fell on Mary who was dressed as a young lady, showing a suspicious look: "With all due respect, ma'am, this is not the place for you to come."

Mary: "..." She has heard this sentence countless times since she walked into this block!

Seeing that Mary was speechless, the red-haired girl immediately burst out laughing.

While untying Henry, she explained: "Miss Mary and Mr. Holmes are here to help you."

After finishing speaking, she succinctly described the scene where the two of them came to the door.And Henry Deck himself's eyes lit up when he heard the name "Sherlock Holmes".

However, when it was fully understood that they were here for the factory, Henry Deckard's expression darkened again.

"Unlucky me," he muttered, "heard things I shouldn't have heard."

"There is no way out," Mary persuaded. "Since the factory owner fires workers for such a thing, it can be seen that his factory is not a place worth staying for long."

Henry took a deep look at Mary.

Apparently in his eyes, Mary Bennet was just a kind-hearted single lady who didn't understand the sufferings of the world. Hearing her words, the Irish worker just sighed and shook his head.

"It's easier said than done, miss." He didn't intend to dwell on this topic, "I'll tell you what I know. I don't want to get revenge, but just don't implicate more innocent people."

Sherlock Holmes, who had been silent all this time, said, "I will find out the truth."

Henry: "I believe you, detective, there is no one in London who does not believe you."

As he said that, he changed his posture and rubbed his wrist: "After I got off work that day, not long after I left the factory, I suddenly found that my hat had been left next to the machine, so I temporarily parted from my friend and went back to get my hat. hat."

Holmes: "I think you have just come across Mr. Hamp meeting with others."

Henry: "Yes."

No one will forget the moment when he was fired, and Henry remembers it deeply: "I heard Hamp arguing with someone in his office, and I looked through the window. It was an officer--Hamp is a mean man , but he maintained his dignity. Even when facing workers, he was always polite. I never heard of anyone quarreling with him, so I stopped and listened to a few more words .”

"And that's how you heard the secret?" Mary asked.

"In my opinion," Henry told the truth, "it's not really a secret at all. Hamp called the officer 'Captain Carter'. Looking at the back, he was a young man, but his tone was quite to the middle-aged Hamp. You're welcome, yelling 'The professor is very dissatisfied now, look what you've done!', I can hear it through the doors and windows."

Mary froze.

professor?What professor?

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Holmes. The skinny detective still looked normal, and it was hard to see what he was thinking about.

Hearing Henry's words, he just nodded slightly: "Continue."

Henry, who got the approval, continued: "Then Hamp, who has always been polite, became angry and argued that the professor didn't tell him that, and he just wanted his partner to join."

This partner must be Mr. Bingley.Hearing this, Mary already understood the general idea: her second guess was right, Mr. Hamp and Captain Carter knew each other, but their purpose was not the same!

It sounded like Mr. Hamp was trying to get Mr. Bingley "on board" - for what, Mr. Bingley himself probably didn't know.As for Captain Carter, he was trying to stop Mr. Hamp. From this point of view, he stole the contract to destroy the evidence.

"Then," Henry said without waiting for others to ask, "Lieutenant Carter yelled to shut up, and then said something, what 'he' has noticed, the professor didn't intend to let 'he' notice so much!"

Hearing this, the red-haired girl finally couldn't help it: "What professor and what are you talking about, Henry, how did Hamp know so many mysterious guys?"

Mary: "..."

Oh my goodness.

The Irish girl was confused, but Mary understood.

As early as in Netherfield Manor, Sherlock Holmes said two words, one is that he did not come for the contract, but for the bigger case behind the contract; , so as not to startle the snake.

In other words, apart from Mr. Holmes - of course, Mary does not count - there is no one else who is pursuing the case now!

The "he" in Captain Carter's mouth probably refers to Sherlock Holmes himself.

And more importantly, no matter what the motives of Mr. Hamp and Captain Carter are, they obviously obey one person, and that is the "professor".

Who else is the "professor" related to Sherlock Holmes?

It's no wonder Mary thought too much. After realizing this, a person's name almost instinctively appeared in her heart.

That is the detective's greatest enemy, Professor James Moriarty, the mastermind behind the shadows of the whole of Europe.

Assuming it was him, Mary immediately figured everything out.

Attempts to manipulate the cotton textile industry of the entire world, disturb the order and rhythm, and cause the market to collapse.Such a big ambition, such a big effort, who else can do it so quietly except Moriarty himself?

"Sir," Mary said to the detective worriedly, "it sounds like this 'professor' behind the scenes is after you!"

Holmes made no reply.

A trace of thought flashed in his sharp eyes, and after a long while, Mary asked after seeing his pensive expression, "What should I do?"

Holmes: "No matter how much doubt there is, it will be useless without clues and evidence. You and I should focus on the present, miss. I think Mr. Bingley should have obtained Hamp's first-hand account."

That's what it means to return.

That's right, Henry Deckard has no other clues, so it's better to listen to what kind of rhetoric Mr. Bingley got from Mr. Hamp, and then make a plan.

And judging from Mr. Holmes' appearance, he seems... not surprised by what the "professor" did.

Before leaving, the Irish workers changed their indifferent attitude, and the red-haired girl politely sent Mary and Holmes out of the alley.

"Thank you, detective," the red-haired girl looked at Mary again, "thank you too, Miss Mary."

"I will try my best to help Mr. Holmes track down this matter," Mary said earnestly, "and Henry will be cleared."

The red-haired girl smiled: "I believe in you."

so good.

Although she had not known her for a short time, Mary found the girl with her own name very likable.Seeing that Mr. Holmes hadn't lost his patience, she drew closer to the red-haired girl: "I have a request. Do you have any spare old clothes?"

The red-haired girl was taken aback: "Old clothes?"

Mary: "Yes. Mr. Holmes doesn't care about details when he investigates cases, just like now, he specially changed into old clothes in order to blend in with you. But after bringing me, this work is wasted. I think I also need to prepare a few Put on inconspicuous clothes, so you can do things more conveniently."

"That's the truth."

Hearing Mary's words, the red-haired girl took another look at Mary's clothes: "You are indeed too conspicuous here, but..."

"but?"

"However, miss," she looked at Mary with a smile, "our life is not as rich as yours. Where did the extra clothes come from?"

"..."

Mary's face immediately became hot.

She had teased in private before why Miss Bingley didn't eat minced meat!Now it seems that I am not going anywhere.

In the end, it was Longbourn's life that was comfortable and slow-paced, and the leisurely days blinded Mary's eyes.Even with the knowledge and vision of the 21st century, without seeing it with her own eyes, Mary is not aware of the reality of the gap between rich and poor.

She knew that the poor in the Victorian period were very poor, but it was only at this time that she really understood that it was already a luxury for the workers in London to get enough food and clothing, and she dared to ask for "extra clothes"?

The red-haired girl with the same name as herself, if she didn't ridicule or get angry because of this, she was already kind-hearted.

"How about it," the red-haired girl naturally saw Mary's embarrassment. She neither felt inferior nor lost her temper, but instead proposed generously, "Give me the money for raw materials and wages, and I'll make two sets of cotton dresses for you." That's it, it doesn't matter if you are clean, how dirty is it for a lady like you? Just say you are a maid when you go out, and others won't look at you differently. "

Are you an angel!

Mary was very touched, the red-haired girl must be very nice.He did not belittle himself for his own poverty, nor did he speak out to mock Mary's innocence.

If it is said that Mary only had a slight affection for her before, now she has made up her mind to make friends with her.

"Okay then," Mary agreed flatly, "I'll tell you my current address, and you can come to see me another day, how about it?"

"no problem."

The red-haired girl was also polite: "My full name is Mary Morstan, remember to inform your maid in advance, I'm afraid she won't let me come."

Mary: "Okay uh..."

and many more.

What did she say her name was, Mary Morstan? !

Isn't that the name of Dr. John Watson's wife?In this short day, she not only learned of the existence of Professor Moriarty, but also met the future Mrs. Watson?

The author has something to say: Mary Morstan is Mrs. Watson, needless to say.There are magic changes in this article. In the original novel, Mrs. Watson is also a single lady who almost inherits a huge sum of millions of pounds... The second setting is an Irish female worker, and the plot needs the plot.

The girls are so smart!The second case is indeed related to Cthulhu, but this world is still materialistic, so I only borrow a little element of restraint, and I won’t go too deep.Girls who have never been in contact with it don't have to worry, there will be no understanding problems at all! 【What's more, the second case is far away】

And about adding updates, you Jiang Hua are really unable to add updates now, let me be free at the end of the year after I finish my work!If I have the ability to add updates, I will definitely add them. After all, who doesn’t earn pocket money? =. =