[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

Chapter 147

Modern au: After being drunk.

To be honest, return to Mary in the 21st century, and once again embrace mobile phones, computers and all other technological products that can only appear in Jules Verne's novels in the [-]th century; hold the right to vote and speak, and can go to university to study, The biggest feeling is that she will never go back again, and she will break up with anyone who makes her go back to the Victorian era and wear a tunic skirt.

In particular, women in the nineteenth century were not eligible to enter a bar!

Mary, who returned to the contemporary society, still failed to get into Oxford and Cambridge, but she was still looking forward to the brand new university life.

And all this was broken by the appearance of the Riverside Killer.

Before receiving the university admission letter, Sherlock believed that she was not yet qualified to pursue the case in a "physiological sense". Every time Mary wanted to help, he would ask her very coldly if she had finished writing the social practice report in middle school. ——Mary missed out on Cambridge University, and was even laughed at by Mr. Holmes.

The case of the Riverside Killer was the first case Mary encountered in modern times.

High-tech crimes truly belong to the serial killers of this era.The means and models completely different from those of the Victorian era made Mary a little uncomfortable. Instead of participating in the case, it is better to say that Mary took the opportunity of participating in the case to learn the criminal investigation skills of this era from Holmes.

Fortunately, after being busy for so long, it finally came to fruition.

Finally able to enjoy college life, Mary happily went to a bar near the school with her friends at the invitation of her roommate Hannah.Going to have a good time celebrating the bringing of a serial killer to justice and have a blast tonight.

And the result of her enjoyment is...

Hannah looked helplessly at Mary who was lying on the bar. She fell asleep an hour ago and hasn't woken up yet.

But drunk Mary was good, just sleeping, not talkative or crazy.Hannah was quite afraid that she would scare her friends by saying something excited about the case after she was drunk, but luckily she didn't.

Seeing Mary getting drunk, Hannah said to her boyfriend: "I'll take Mary back to the dormitory first!"

"So early?"

The others glanced at the time and protested dissatisfiedly: "I agreed to drink something, and then go dancing!"

Hannah: "But Mary's drunk."

Judging by her state just now, she doesn't have any intention of dancing at all.Hannah doesn't think Mary is like a girl who really likes nightclubs, so it's better to send her back to rest early if she doesn't go dancing.

But a large group of people came out to play, and more boys were still unwilling to accommodate a girl.

"Doesn't Mary have a boyfriend?" A young man who was there when we met on the street had an idea. "It doesn't look like an ordinary person. It would be good to ask her boyfriend to pick her up."

Also.

Hannah is also reluctant to go back to rest, this is the best way.

So she patted Mary lightly and shook her out of her sleep.

Mary opened her eyes in a daze: "Huh?"

Hannah: "You're drunk, Mary. I'm looking for someone to take you home. Where's your number?"

Mary: "Yeah."

Hannah: "..."

Forget it.

With such a good temper, she would definitely not mind making her own claims.Hannah directly took out the phone from Mary's pocket, grabbed her thumb to unlock the fingerprint lock, and opened the address book to find the name of Sherlock Holmes.

Hannah looked around in the "s" category and couldn't find it, so she finally scrolled down and found it in the "h" category.

The detective's name reads "Mr. Holmes" on Mary's phone.

Hannah: "..."

What fun is this!Hannah couldn't help but slander in her heart. She still called her boyfriend Mr. So-and-so in the 21st century, which sounds... quite touching.

But Hannah thought about it, and only Mary and Holmes in the black trench coat on a sunny day could have such fun.

She called Sherlock Holmes, but no one answered after ringing a few times. Just when Hannah thought that the other party had rested, the phone was connected.

"Mary?" said the detective.

"Ah, um, I'm Mary's roommate," Hannah said hurriedly, "We sat down at the bar, and Mary... drank a little too much."

"I see."

"Hey?"

"Where is the address?"

Hannah blinked her eyes, completely unaware of what Holmes knew and how she knew it. She just listened to his unquestionable words and subconsciously reported the address of the bar.

Four and ten minutes later Holmes arrived.

During this time Mary opened her eyes, but Hannah felt she was still not quite awake.But Holmes was waiting outside the bar, and Hannah had to help Mary, who was still staggering, to go out.

Fortunately, Mary's wine is really good.

Not like yelling like everyone else, or being genuine or something.Mary knew very well that she was drunk. As soon as she came out of the bar, she smiled shyly when she saw the long windbreaker standing by the street.

Holmes glanced at Mary, and then his eyes fell on Hannah: "Miss Hannah?"

Hannah: "Uh... just call me Hannah."

Holmes: "Thank you, I will take Mary back to the residence."

So that's it?She hadn't explained anything yet, and Holmes hadn't expressed any sign of his girlfriend drinking so late.

But it had nothing to do with Hannah.

She let go of Mary, and the drunk roommate stood up straight, and even waved at Hannah with a smile on her face: "Okay, let's go play."

It was not until Hannah left that Holmes turned his attention to Mary.

"Mary, can you go by yourself?" he asked.

"I can."

Saying that, Mary was about to take a step.

However, when she raised her legs, Holmes closed his eyes helplessly. The thin gentleman went straight forward, stretched out his hand, and gently shook Mary's arm, supporting her who had lost her center of gravity.

It was pointless to ask her how much she had drunk now, at least Mary was still barely conscious.Realizing that Mary overestimated herself, she still had a faint smile on her face. She raised her head and looked at Holmes with foggy eyes: "Good evening, sir. Are you here to pick me up?"

Holmes: "I'll take you back to your dormitory."

Mary gave a long "hmm" and then said, "I don't want to go back to the dormitory."

Holmes: "You can also go back to my residence."

Mary showed a slightly disgusted look: "No, you always smoke in the room."

Holmes raised an eyebrow.

Once she started smoking, Mary couldn't stop.Without waiting for Holmes to respond, she continued on her own: "It's fine to do the experiment. If you accidentally put the bottles and cans on the ground, they will be knocked over. The piles of files and newspapers are in a mess. Only you can find useful ones." Information, and—”

"Miss Mary."

Holmes said calmly: "I don't think the streets at night are a good place to discuss life's problems."

Mary: "I don't care, listen to me."

Mary in her waking state would not be so unreasonable.

She can understand Holmes' behavior style, even if she disagrees, she will never point fingers.But Mary, who was drunk, couldn't stop her thoughts with a strong attitude, and there was a bit of grievance in her tone, and this grievance became more and more obvious.

"As soon as there is a case, there are days and nights. Although the detectives of Scotland Yard are like this, you are obviously smarter and stronger than them. You can work and rest normally with a little attention. If you want to solve the case, you must first maintain your health. It is obvious that Mary is the one who scolded others, but the more pitiful she is, just looking at the scene of the conversation between the two, people who don't know it think that Holmes is teaching Mary in turn.

Holmes: "Aside from that, do you have anything else to criticize, miss?"

Mary: "Also!"

She lifted her head pitifully, and looked into Holmes's with misty eyes.

The sharp eyes met her slightly drunk eyes, Mary sighed a long time, and then said: "The most exaggerated thing is, you still make me like you so much!"

Holmes: "..."

After saying this, Mary shook again, and Holmes had to hold Mary's arm tightly.Maybe it's because people who are drunk don't like being restrained, so Mary broke free gently and leaned into Holmes' arms.

The petite girl wrapped her arms around the gentleman's waist, and rubbed her cheek against Holmes' overcoat, and the soft fabric touched her skin, making her make a sound of satisfaction.

"What should I do?" she said distressedly, "I like you so much, sir, even if you don't tidy up your room and don't pay attention to your rest, it's just showing that you are a genius and full of personality. It's really unprincipled. If this goes on like this What should I do, when two people are together, at least one of them should pay attention to life. But I think this is very good now, what should I do, sir?"

Holmes: "..."

Just now when Holmes wanted to speak, Mary refused to let him speak. Now that he has been silent, Mary looked up at the gentleman's face again, insisting that he express his attitude.

Looking at Mary's slightly flushed cheeks due to alcohol, Sherlock Holmer's eyes showed an unreadable smile, and the thin gentleman leaned over to close the distance between the two: "You want to know my opinion, Mary Miss?"

"Ok!"

"My opinion is," Holmes said calmly, "from the perspective of life, your worries are indeed justified. And you have never expressed these words in any form when you are sober, which is enough to prove that you are not drunk and talking nonsense. Instead, he spoke the truth that was pressed in his heart. Therefore, "

He paused, and when he spoke again, he still couldn't hold back a smile.

"Although you may not take these words to heart now, Mary, I just saw that the surveillance at the entrance of this bar has a pickup."

And Mr. Holmes is even thinking about whether he should ask the bar owner to pass the surveillance to him as a collection, or let Mary listen to it after she wakes up.