Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

In fact, it’s not eight o’clock, it’s only a little past 07:30, but the night has come, and in this village where the sun rises and sets and rests, it’s time to be quiet.

For some reason, Cecily felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at Holmes. She could only fix her eyes on a certain point behind Holmes, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

"You should know that if I have anything to do with Mr. Hunter, the villagers in this village will never treat you well." Holmes' tone was heavy, and he couldn't tell what emotion was inside, "I thought you knew you were too weak to beat him. Old Tom's hens are so careful about their personal safety?"

His words were a bit bitter, and Cecily bit her lips: "I went back to Mr. Lane's house after I had dinner at Mr. Doris's..."

"Then why didn't you come here?" Holmes said a little anxiously, but his reason told him anyway, and he couldn't reveal her identity, "Ha! Have you forgotten that this is the first time you have traveled far? Or Do you think I have any special powers that can arrive one second before your accident? Sylvester, I thought you had at least the most basic safety awareness! Instead of wandering like a fool in a village you don’t know at night !"

"Mr. Holmes!" Cecily felt aggrieved by the training, and after she called his name, all her momentum seemed to have disappeared, and her voice was very low, "Old Tom kicked me out, and after that I On the road, I ran into the gentleman from yesterday who almost choked to death after eating. He invited me to his house as a guest. His son is also blind. Let me have a look. In the end, I was late because he insisted on asking me to eat dinner. .”

Holmes froze for a moment. He realized that he seemed to be overwhelmed by emotion.

Cecily didn't know why, but her momentum seemed to be a little lower. Although she spoke in the same order as before, her voice was much lower, humming.

long silence.

No one knew what Holmes was thinking.He said lightly, "Like a little girl."

"I'm a man!" Cecily said unconvinced.

Such a sentence broke a certain awkward atmosphere-in fact, it was only Holmes who felt a little awkward-Holmes laughed all at once.

"Don't worry me."

When he finished speaking, he turned around and led the horse.

"time to go."

Cecily was so shocked by that sentence that she was speechless for a long time.

She doesn't know if there are any stars and moons in the sky, and her mind is wow. He said he would be worried about me, so excited, but it seems that as a friend, such worries are quite normal. Do I want to spiral up to the sky and come back? Then think about how to answer Mr. Holmes?

"Got it, I don't have one."

Her tone was even calmer than that of Holmes.

During this short road, both of them have evil intentions, only the cute little pony still doesn't understand what the stupid two-legged beast next to him is thinking.Of course, even if he is the famous Sherlock Holmes with the horse face, he is not qualified to say that the two people around him are stupid.

"Why, walk behind and look at the horse's tail?" Holmes walked a short distance and found that Cecily hadn't come to him. "Want to ride a horse?"

When he felt relaxed, he suddenly remembered that he wanted to watch her ride a horse and make jokes.

Cecily's heart moved, but she was a little timid. She should be able to do it, but she should...not be able to.Um……

"Come on, I'll take you by the hand."

……

When it was in front of Hunter Manor, Cecily suddenly remembered that she forgot to say something serious: "By the way, Mrs. Doris told me about the curse."

"I'll go to you at night," he said subconsciously, and then felt a little inappropriate, at least he knew that he was a little restless, maybe it wasn't suitable, but he didn't want to take it back when he said it, "it's not appropriate now either. .”

At this time, Cecily was pure, as pure as the moonlight that didn't exist above her head.

"Well, let's talk about it then."

Cecily was a little timid when she got off the horse, but fortunately, she still had some instincts in her body, so she didn't make any jokes.She was a little clumsy, and her hat was askew when she got off the horse, but the gentleman had no intention of helping him at all, but just smiled and watched her joke.

However, even just being watched is a very safe feeling.

The horse was handed over to the caretaker, and the two entered the manor together.

Hunter didn't seem to care about the rudeness of the two guests. Perhaps for him, guests were too rare. What's more, Holmes was quite congenial with him. A gentleman who was worried about his friends deserved to be forgiven. of.But Cecily still had to apologize for her actions.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Hunter," she said, with a serious face, "that I have caused you and my friend to worry."

"It's only natural for a doctor to delay for a while for the sake of a patient. This makes me admire your professionalism even more, Doctor Sylvester," Mr. Hunter hurriedly invited the two of them into the room, "Speaking of which, my Madam seems to be very weak recently, if you are free tomorrow, I hope you can help me take a look."

"Of course no problem." Cecily took a step back and walked behind Mr. Holmes. She saw many portraits hanging on the wall, and she was facing the portrait of Mr. Hunter walking in front of her at the moment.

In fact, there are not many portraits, and they are not closely hung. Compared with the portraits of Sylvester's family, they can be said to be very few. After all, Sylvester is an old family that has been passed down for a long time, while Hunter Manor is Not really.Cecily couldn't say that there was anything wrong with these portraits, but she knew that compared with Sylvester's, they must be quite inferior.She took another look, thinking that she must pay attention to see if there was a portrait of Mr. Green at night, and wondered if Mr. Hunter lived in someone else's manor, and whether she was ashamed in her heart.

Holmes noticed that Cecily was lost in thought, and stretched out his hand to give Cecily a tug.Cecily quickly regained her senses and glanced to see if Mr. Hunter had noticed her.By the time she realized that Holmes had just given her a tug, Holmes' hand had dropped.It's a pity.

"It's getting late, I think you two are a little tired, why don't you take a rest first, I have put your luggage in the guest room, do you two live separately or together? If separated, I will arrange two adjacent room." Mr. Hunter was very happy, his pale face turned red.

"Although it's a little troublesome for you, two rooms are more suitable. My sleep quality is not very good. Please bear with me," Holmes said politely.

Mr. Hunter laughed out loud: "Nervous breakdown, isn't it? It's a popular saying among gentlemen in the city now, and I have some recently, but I think it may just be fashionable for a while, and it will be fine after a while , you should really ask your friends to show you."

He opened a door: "This is our study, if you are interested, you can stay here during the day."

"There are quite a lot of books." Cecily was a little surprised. This wall is full of books. She has only seen such a specification in the library. "Mr. must have read a lot."

Mr. Hunter laughed and said: "It's really boring on weekdays. Apart from riding and fishing, I just read books in my spare time. Many books are new books that I sent the housekeeper to the town market to buy."

Holmes is also duly flattering.

Mr. Hunter was so happy that he walked a little bit floaty. Cecily watched from behind and felt that Mr. Hunter's walk was not as agile as Mr. Holmes'.

Mr. Hunter led the two to the guest room, and then said that he would ring the bell to ask the butler to come up and bring them a glass of red wine before going to bed. After that, Mr. Hunter left.

Cecily was not in a hurry to go to her room first, but after the door was closed, she opened it again and looked outside. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, she closed it and then let out a long breath, not noticing the look in Holmes' eyes. The smile became more and more obvious.

"I really suspect that Mr. Hunter is suffocated. My ears are buzzing all the way. I keep talking to gentlemen in the city. I am really going to have a nervous breakdown." Cecily said in a dull tone. Bored, sat on the bed and hugged a pillow.

Holmes raised his eyebrows and sat down on the chair: "Compared to this, I noticed that Mr. Hunter's health is not very good, and his servants may not take good care of him."

After stretching out his two long legs, he comfortably folded one leg on top of the other, crossed his fingers, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes.

"He does look a bit unwell. If it is true that he goes out to ride horses every day, he shouldn't be so...pale," Cecily said carefully, "but you never say meaningless things..."

Her eyes were bent into crescent moons: "If it is Holmes, every statement of his must be carefully observed and thought about carefully... Please tell me your thoughts."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Cecily: Did I not say enough?

"Well, since you say it is, then it is, no matter the reason, I believe it."

Holmes smiled even more: "Think, Sylvester, think, don't use up all your brain cells on the two patients during the day, are you talking to me with a head full of muscles? "

"Well, I just can't think of it, so I need to associate with better friends than myself to improve myself." Cecily answered without hesitation.

"In the morning, when I met Mr. Hunter who was riding a horse, I noticed that his riding outfit didn't match. Most men might not notice this detail, but if it's a manservant, it's only natural to prepare matching clothes for his master. It should be. Of course, I can understand it as a coincidence, for example, this suit is just missing this item, but if you look at his study, he won't mind spending a lot of money on books, Especially some books are quite new, if a piece of clothing is really missing, then he will not mind spending money to buy it, the only possibility is that the valet or housekeeper is not diligent enough." Holmes paused, moved the chair away, "You are looking at this carpet. The one under the chair is completely different from the one next to it. When Mr. Hunter ordered someone to move in, the maid came to clean it, but she was obviously just being lazy, maybe she thought that the guests who moved in would not Notice the dead ends, not just the dead ends, as long as there is something covering it, she must have not cleaned it at all."

"It's amazing." Cecily was speechless.

"Actually, it's not that difficult. It's just that you don't look or think about it at all, or you don't think about it at all. You just looked at the portrait for so long, what did you see?" He sat up straight and looked at the portrait. into Cecily's eyes.

"Ah?" Cecily didn't keep up for a while, then thought for a while and cleared her train of thought, "I didn't see it clearly, I just felt that there were very few portraits, and I wanted to find out if there were any portraits of Mr. Green. But I was pulled away by you before it had time, and the quality of the portrait is not very good, the painter's brushwork is very clumsy, but now the portrait of Mr. Hunter looks more refined."

"These are indeed very important, verifying our previous understanding of the curse," he lowered his voice, "The Hunter family is indeed a dove occupying the magpie's nest, so it's normal that they can't produce a few portraits of their ancestors. "

"Then what did you see?" Cecily wondered.

"Dust, the dust on the edge of the picture frame," Holmes snorted softly. "If it's just that the maid is not paying attention, it's fine. Why is Hunter not concerned about the portrait of his ancestors at all? Even I take a look at it." The dust has accumulated for at least a week, and he passed by there every day, didn't he give his ancestors a look?"

"Moreover, Mr. Hunter showed me that he and his wife have a harmonious relationship. I don't think so. What I just said, whether it is dust or clothes, is not like the situation that the hostess of the house should appear in. Well, it doesn't matter at all."

"awesome!"

As soon as Holmes finished speaking, Cecily was amazed, and the connection was almost seamless.

"It's just some small details, Sylvester, you should be better at observing these details than I am." Holmes may be a little proud, anyway, it's not obvious from the surface, "You can tell me about the curse now. "

Cecily was still silently replying to the previous sentence in her heart.

I don't have time to care about details, I only care about you_(:зゝ∠)_

The author has something to say: It seems that the number of words has been exploding these days.

Eleven will be tens of thousands of days...although it's a bit big...

Do you want to open an advance order... I haven't made up my mind about the next book, it should come later, if this one doesn't work, maybe I won't write it...