[Sherlock Holmes] The Legend of the Nightingale

(God's perspective)

When Watson just regained a little consciousness from the stupor, he didn't know where he was, nor could he remember what happened before.He felt extremely tired all over, his limbs could not use his strength, and his eyelids were too heavy to lift.He lay in the dark for a while before opening his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him.He was taken aback at first, but soon realized that the environment had no light and his vision was very small.The air was cold, damp, and terribly stuffy.Watson guessed that he was underground, perhaps in a cellar.

He thought hard for a while, and finally remembered that the last memory was that he and Mei Li had already walked to the door of the old house, and were about to walk up the steps to open the door, and then they didn't know anything for no reason.As soon as this thought flashed, he broke out in a cold sweat.The doctor wanted to get up immediately, but no matter how hard he tried, his hands and feet couldn't be controlled.

anaesthetization.He thought calmly with his professionalism.The effect of the medicine has not completely passed, and it is conservatively estimated that I will not be able to stand up within half an hour.At this time, he felt more and more clearly that the air was filled with the sound of more than one person breathing.

"Merry?" He tried to call out.A weak voice came from a certain direction in the darkness:

"Here I am, Dr. Watson."

"Thank goodness! Can you move now?"

"can."

Light footsteps approached.To keep the doctors out of trouble, they gave him a modest IV.Perhaps it is because women are less capable of resisting, so she was only given ether, so she can walk now.Watson could not see Merry, but felt her reaching out and groping aimlessly, grabbing his shoulder, and she bent down.

"Doctor, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Are you hurt?"

"No, just passed out."

"We were suddenly attacked and locked up here. This is a cellar," said Watson affirmatively.

"cellar?"

"I think it should be your cellar."

"our?"

"Yes. The cellar that Holmes mentioned, but which you yourself do not know."

Mei Li was dumb for a while.

"Can we leave now?"

"I can't move." The doctor said with a wry smile, "Look around to see if there are any exits, although they shouldn't be so careless. Make a note of the approximate size of this room."

Mei Li thought for a while, starting from where the doctor was, she began to feel the walls and walk around this space.The doctor heard her bump into something once and nearly trip another time.She let out a sigh of relief when she bumped into the doctor again.

"I'll just go in the opposite direction," she said. "There are stairs not too far from you, but there's an iron door blocking them. It's a rectangular room, and we're on the broadside, about There are twenty steps, and there are forty steps on the long side. I don’t know what it is next to you, and there is another one on the opposite side. It feels like two big stones.”

"You are such a genius, Merry." Watson was suddenly full of confidence in the situation. "Can you try to use a hairpin to open the lock?"

"But I won't."

"Try. Only try until Holmes finds us."

Merry pulled out her hairpin.But at that moment a light appeared above them, and came down the stairs with the sound of scattered footsteps.

"Two people are coming. Merry, help me sit up."

Had Watson been in his normal state, he would have considered taking advantage of the time when the iron door was unlocked by someone who came to attack him, and risked his escape, but there was nothing he could do now.Meili dragged the doctor up and told him to sit against the wall. Standing beside her, she subconsciously grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

We're going to say a few out-of-beat words here.Although Watson's feelings for Merry are now largely known (except that Holmes may not have noticed), not everyone realizes one thing: Watson may not understand what Merry is thinking.Using the privilege brought by God's perspective, we can directly say this: Watson never dreamed of what the woman was thinking at this time.When the doctor was staring at the direction of the sound with high nervousness, trying his best to deduce all the possibilities in his mind, Meili didn't panic as he thought, or like the heroine of the knight novel, desperately to God I pray that a miracle will happen to my sweetheart who has no ability to resist and rescue her out.The action of her pressing Watson's shoulder tightly was not a sign of nervousness, but of trust, or determination.Nightingale, who is also a woman, first noticed this characteristic of her: the more critical and helpless the situation, the more unusually daring and even excited she was.Watson may have spontaneously formed a weak, beautiful, kind and gentle image in his mind, and this image needs to be protected with all his strength.But Merry thought pretty much the same way.Facing unknown threats with Watson made her heart beat faster and her blood rush.At this time, a girl who can't even hurt a mouse will pick up a knife and kill people.

With the clang and friction of metal, the door opened, and the two men walked in. The one in front was tall and tall, holding a candle holder in his hand, and the one who came in was relatively thinner, always hiding behind his companion, holding a candlestick in his hand. holding something, possibly a weapon.The leader held up the candle so that he could see Watson and Merry clearly.At the same time, the doctor also saw his appearance clearly.It can be seen that this is a tough guy. Although he is about 60 years old, his physique is stronger than that of a young man, like a tiger.The long, weather-beaten face, the hard eyes and the heavy, heavy steps reminded the doctor of several of his fellow veterans in Afghanistan.If it wasn't for his gray hair, Watson would have no hesitation in identifying this as the man Nightingale saw in the tavern.The young man hiding only half of his face behind him seemed to prove this point.But he also believed that Nightingale wouldn't even mistake the color of his hair. She said that that person's hair was a strange red.After all this flashed through his mind, Watson decided that he still believed in the side with more chips.

"It's you," said Watson weakly, not really wanting it, but he couldn't help it, "I must warn you that you are now facing charges of murdering Thaddeus Sholto, and we have reason to believe that You are also the murderer of Bartholomew Sholto. As for the current situation, it can be said to be kidnapping and illegal sex."

"It seems that your nosy friend already knows about it." The other party said darkly.Under the flickering candlelight, he showed a sophisticated and cruel expression, hideous and terrifying in the dark cellar.This kind of cruelty is not intentional, it is integrated into the character like the carnivores in the jungle, and it is revealed when he moves freely, but he is not aware of it.

"I suggest you not to continue this conspiracy." Watson observed the other party's expression closely, "You should understand that even if we are all settled here, nothing can be saved. Holmes will find you, and it is impossible Let you get the treasure."

"I think there is a misunderstanding here," said the veteran--Watson now recognized him as a veteran--with a curious solicitude, "Miss Merry, stay away from this unknown doctor. He's just being so thoughtful and brave because he's coveting the millions you're about to get."

"I don't understand what's the point of your saying that. You're the one who covets her inheritance." Watson turned to look at Meili while talking, and was surprised to find that she had let go of herself at some point. He gritted his teeth and stared at the person trembling, his eyes were excited, his chest heaved violently, as if he was about to cry.

"Merry, what's wrong?"

Meili did not hear Watson's question.She clenched her trembling hands into fists, restrained herself repeatedly, and swallowed her mouth several times, because the tears would flow down before she could make a sound.Hua moved his shoulders a bit, and found that his arms could barely move, so he leaned over, raised his arms vigorously, and grabbed her hand.

"Calm down, Merry, don't get too excited."

Meili stretched out her five fingers and grasped the hands that belonged to doctors and soldiers. If the light allowed, she could definitely see her pale face and blue lips.She burst into tears and uttered two words:

"Ral, why?"

Watson heard his heart pounding twice.It was a name that was still unfamiliar to him. It was a name that they had often heard from Mei Li during this time, but even Holmes seldom mentioned it.Now the name was pierced like a knife, and a stranger whose life or death was uncertain stood before him alive.Watson almost thought he had entered the wrong script.

"Are you Laljoda?"

The old soldier looked at Merry for a moment.

"Correct."

Watson's newly organized thinking exploded to pieces at this moment.Laljoda, the former deputy of Meli's biological father Morstan, lived with her in the Sholto family for many years and watched the children grow up as part of the family.They had thought he had been murdered for staying in Edinburgh, but now he stood before them and told Merry that he had murdered her two twin brothers.

Would Holmes have thought of that?Watson wondered sadly, had Holmes really seen the whole truth?Did he really just not say it, but actually anticipated all this incredible stuff?The military doctor has seen scenes a hundred times bloodier than this, he has seen veterans who kill without blinking an eye, and he has seen cruel ways of death unheard of by people in peacetime, but he has never thought of such cruelty, lurking in a family, and then Killing the children he had nursed for 20 years.

Laljoda handed the candle holder to the young man behind him and moved a little closer.

"Merry, let's go. There's not much time to explain now. I promise I'll make it clear to you later. Let's get out of here, we'll get the treasure right away, and the nightmare will be over. You're frightened, Need to rest, need to..."

"Stand still," said Watson sharply, "and don't come near her. She cannot go with you till the matter is made clear."

"If you really know Mei Li and her family, you won't have this level of worry." Joda's tone was not as blunt as before, more like an ordinary old man discussing his children in a superior tone.He tried to draw Merry to his side, but she stopped him with a knife-like look.

"Since you'd rather believe him than me, there's nothing you can do. There are things I never told you. I might have kept them secret forever. But then something went wrong, and these fools Come in." Joda glanced at Watson contemptuously, "Before I finish, I hope that people outside the family will not interrupt me for any reason."

"Go ahead," Merry gasped. "I hope you have a plausible reason."

The author has something to say: I don't want to be a secret anymore, the answer to the mystery has been revealed. . .

The author is really unable to continue to review the mid-term exam after the fourth grade.