I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 104 Anna
Watson looked at the sequence of flower pots placed on the balcony on the roof in the distance, and knew that his message had been successfully delivered to Charlotte Holmes.

He called the passing taxi to stop, and went to the prosperous commercial street to buy gifts.

Naturally, this gift is not for Clovet, who will meet in Holborn the day after tomorrow, but for little Anna, who will celebrate her birthday the day after tomorrow... This is the plan proposed to him by Nello Bax, through little Anna, Build a good relationship with Winfrey Morgan, let the opponent quickly let go of their guards, so that he can be quickly absorbed into the opponent's team.

Although what Nello said was only to allow Dean Winfreys to arrange time for you to perform the next operation as soon as possible, but Watson knew very well that Nello actually hoped that after he recovered as soon as possible, he could join the secret organization work together.

However, what Nello didn't know was that Watson was more eager than him to join Winfrey's secret teaching team-he still lacked enough common sense of the hidden world, he didn't know how to arrange the ceremony, and he didn't know How to ask for Si Chen's power.

Watson is eager to get a whole set of systematic learning... and the Winfreys team, which seems to have a patron from the hidden world, is his best choice at present.

He will never let go of this opportunity to get in touch with the hidden world under the eyes of Charlotte Holmes!

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The sun sets and rises.

The cold wind began to rage on the street, ruthlessly plundering the heat of those who passed by, and the gray snowflakes that were polluted by coal smoke slowly fell, making this gloomy city even colder.

The passers-by changed into thick and bloated winter clothes overnight, and the homeless people in the alleys along the way had to set up campfires during the day and sit around the burning oil drums to enjoy the warmth for a moment.

But Watson didn't seem to feel the severe cold. The new skin after transformation seemed to not only have the advantage of being extra strong, but also had the effect of slowing down the loss of body temperature, which greatly improved his tolerance to cold.

But in order not to attract attention, he also wrapped himself in thick clothes like other mortals.

The fluttering gray snow made everything outside the car window cast a layer of desolation and desolation. When the taxi was about to enter the bustling street where the Royal Free Hospital lived, Watson saw a group of vagrants crying from the alley full of cardboard boxes. He lifted out a purple-faced corpse, as if he was going to the nearby river bank, so that the dirty river would take the brother who unfortunately died of freezing to the other side of purity and tranquility.

Watson looked away blankly.

The guard at the Royal Free Hospital had already recognized the face of this regular visitor, and let him pass without any obstruction, but Watson still smiled and handed over a cigarette, and stood at the door chatting with him for a while, maybe one day, this person can also send On a certain use.

After smoking a cigarette, he walked into the hospital and went to the ward where little Anna was.

The aunt nurse was still sitting in the ward, and little Anna was still lying on the hospital bed and looking out of the window, looking at the big tree that was froze and shaking its leaves due to the sudden cold.

I haven't been here for a while, and the big tree in the center of the hospital garden has become a little bare. There are only a few withered yellow leaves on the bare branches, but they still fall off like the hairline of a middle-aged bald man... …At the same time Watson entered the door, he saw another dead leaf falling from the branch.

Little Anna's eyes seemed to be chasing the fallen leaves as well, watching the withered yellow leaves swaying and falling slowly in the cold wind until the fallen leaves left the boundary of the window's field of vision.

Watson sat down near the head of the bed and said softly, "Good afternoon, little Anna."

When Anna Morgan heard the voice of Uncle John, whom she had not seen for a long time, joy flashed in her green pupils, but she immediately looked away and looked out the window.

If it weren't for the fact that she could no longer control the muscles of her face independently, Watson believed that the other party would definitely look swollen at this moment.

He moved to the other side of the bed, and that thin figure immediately came into Anna's eyes, but she closed her eyes, only her long snow-white eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

"What's the matter, little Anna? Angry at Uncle John? Blame Uncle John for not keeping his promise to visit you for so long, and not coming to tell you the story of the great detective?"

Little Anna was naturally unable to answer, her eyes were still tightly closed, but her fingers kept tapping on the special small table, making a crisp echo—yes, I'm angry, angry, angry! ! !

The tapping rhythm was repeated three times in a row, and each time was stronger than the last time...Watson had already clearly understood the inner anger of the girl in front of him.

He smiled lightly, caressing the other party's hair, which was purer and whiter than the snow outside the window, as if doting, until it was crumpled into a mess like a chicken coop.

"I'm sorry, Uncle John was wrong. I sincerely apologize to little Anna. I shouldn't have forgotten the promise we made and stayed late to chat with little Anna."

As Watson said, he took out the music box he had prepared in advance, turned the clockwork to start the internal gears, and played a light and pleasant piece of music.

"Look, Uncle John has prepared a small gift for you, so let him apologize instead of Uncle?"

Little Anna heard the fresh and melodious music, and then slowly opened her eyes, and saw a ballerina statue made of pure crystal dancing gracefully to the music... and without any support Uncle John who can even stand up!

A flash of surprise flashed in the clear emerald green pupils, but it was not entirely because of the ballet music box, but more because of the joy that Uncle John could stand and walk.

Watson didn't wait for the girl to knock on the small table, and he knew that the other party was happy for his recovery, because he didn't have much contact with the real society, and the simple kindness still remained in the girl's heart.

"Look! Uncle John can stand up normally now!"

Little Anna blinked her eyelids several times, not only surprised at Mr. John's recovery, but also asking him how to heal the stubborn leg disease. Could it be that Mr. John hasn't come to visit me all this time because he is recuperating in other hospitals?
"Yes, Anna is really smart. She immediately guessed the reason why Uncle John didn't come... Yes, I have been lying in other hospitals recently waiting for my injuries to recover. I was just discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday. I went to buy some for little Anna A gift of apology, and then came running over immediately."

Watson continued to take out the beautifully crafted cloth doll, "Dangdang! And this, I heard Nello say that today is your birthday, little Anna, and this is the birthday present I want to give you."

Anna's pupils dilated for an instant. If she could speak normally, she would have opened her mouth and let out a wow exclamation.It wasn't because of the expensive gifts. Since she was paralyzed and unable to move freely, her father had already bought her various gifts. She was used to the gifts that all ordinary girls longed for.

She is because she is grateful for Mr. John's attention... After she lived in the hospital for a long time, she has rarely met real friends. In addition to her father, her father's subordinates usually come to visit her in the hospital, and most of them come for mission purposes.

Only sister Crowette!Anna likes to talk with the sister who always smiles on her face, and she seems to be able to draw strength from her crisp laughter and be infected by the pure joy... But sometimes the other sister always has a terrible way Staring at herself made her feel very uncomfortable, and she was both happy and afraid of the arrival of Sister Crowett in her heart.

But even so, she still longed for the other party's arrival in her heart... It's a pity that during this period of time, it seems that because Dad's work is very busy, it is difficult for even sister Clowell to find time to chat with her.

However, why did Mr. John mention Mr. Nello... Could it be that Mr. John has also become a subordinate of Dad?
"No, Nello...he is my old subordinate in the army. I was able to heal the old leg disease with the help of Mr. Morgan some time ago. Nello is in charge of my daily life and diet. It just so happens that today is my little brother. It's your birthday, Anna, so I'll come here on my own initiative."

That's it... It seems that Dad's medical skills are superb again.

"Yes." Watson smiled and patted the girl's head, "Look, Mr. Morgan can even cure my leg disease that plagues doctors all over the city and can't solve it... I think he will be able to cure little Anna soon. I’m sick. After you recover, how about Uncle John taking you out to visit the famous Sherlock Holmes detective agency?”

OK! ! !But... Mr. John, will you forget again this time?
Watson hooked the girl's little finger with his little finger, "Haha, then let's pull the hook and promise that no one will go back on their word."

Um!Pull the hook, no one is allowed to go back on his word!
The eyes of the girl lying on the hospital bed were full of smiles, as if the corners of her eyes were about to turn into happy crescents... However, she still couldn't move the muscles on her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)