what do you think sherlock

Chapter 110 Alexandrina Victoria
Alexandrina Victoria, even in her youth, was not a beauty.She is short in stature, and due to the pain of losing her husband, her food intake increased greatly in her later years, and her figure gradually developed horizontally.

It makes her look chunky.

Her Majesty is 63 years old, with slightly gray hair, wearing a dark black robe with white lace or embroidery patterns on the neckline and cuffs of the robe, and a white scarf around her neck.

On her fingers and ears she wore jewels set with pearls and rubies, and on her head was a small crown adorned with feathers and flowers, with a bright emerald in the center.

No matter in terms of body shape or appearance, the old and slightly fat Her Majesty the Empress does not look majestic and dignified.

However, this does not mean that Victoria is an emperor who can be underestimated.In fact, it was quite the opposite. When this unattractive-looking lady sat in front of Moriarty, her astonishing power was enough to push any of his little thoughts back into the deepest, hidden corners of his heart.

People who don't understand may think that this is the influence of power and status on people's hearts, but Moriarty is very aware of the truth behind this power.

It was the natural suppression of the inferior by a transcendent who was close to the fifth level, and it was the most instinctive awe of human nature for power.

"You did a good job this time." Victoria's eyes only stayed on the crown for a negligible second, and then she looked up again at Moriarty in front of her:
"You should see your teacher."

Her Majesty's expression was calm, and there was no sound of sadness or joy. The understatement made Moriarty somewhat puzzled by the other party's thoughts.

So he bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Watching Moriarty's back gradually drifting away until he turned and left the main entrance.At this time, the empress, who had been silent all along, made a slight movement.

She raised her finger slightly, and the crown placed on the ground was sent to her by a powerful spiritual force.

She stretched out her right hand and gently stroked the crown, her eyes revealed an extremely complicated expression. She recalled the happy and happy time when she was young and traveled in the European continent, and murmured softly:

"It's a pity, I once loved you too."
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London, 221B Baker Street.

Today is Sunday, and Di Renjie, who has been spinning around for several days, finally ushered in an afternoon where he can rest for a while.

And very fortunately, even with London, which has been overcast for several days, the sun opened up for a while today.

Di Renjie was holding a newspaper and sitting on a reclining chair. He moved the chair to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Then, the bright golden sunlight fell on him frame by frame through the window. It was warm and very comfortable.

"Stop reading the newspapers for a while, John, I doubt very much. You are holding a few newspapers and reading them over and over again because the newspapers have been publishing articles about you recently." Mrs. Hudson held a The freshly baked coconut-flavored bread sat on a chair near Di Renjie.

"You found out, do you want to take a look with me?" Di Renjie smiled, and made a gesture to pass a newspaper to Mrs. Hudson.

Mrs. Hudson waved her hands repeatedly and said, "Farewell, I'm not interested in news."

Di Renjie laughed, picked up a piece of bread and put it in his mouth.Of course, it was just a joke between him and Mrs. Hudson. His main purpose of reading the newspaper was to observe the follow-up reactions of all walks of life in London to the clinic poisoning case.

But what he didn't know was that Mrs. Hudson also didn't tell him the truth. In fact, the old lady had been wandering around with these newspapers for the past few days, and by the way, she had a wave of afternoon tea for housewives on Baker Street and surrounding areas. The collective respect of the circle.

At this moment, the few newspapers she has collected are almost out of stock for her.

"It's very delicious, with just the right blend of milky and coconut flavors, and even a hint of sweetness from toasted grains. I believe that even the baking chefs of high-end hotels can't match this level at most." Lives in London for two years Di Renjie, who has been here for more than a month, has gradually adapted to the social atmosphere and living habits here. At this moment, his words of praising Mrs. Hudson's bread have also become richer and more beautiful.

"Oh, thank you for your compliment, John, this kind of praise is really too high." Although Mrs. Hudson said some modest words, her face was full of joy.

"It's a pity that Sherlock is not blessed with such bread." After enjoying the pleasure of being praised, Mrs. Hudson remembered that Sherlock has always been mysterious recently, rarely at home, and even hasn't eaten it for a long time She made afternoon tea.

That's a shame.

"Recently, there is a case that Sherlock is very interested in. He has been pursuing related clues, so he spends less time at home." Di Renjie said vaguely.

"He is always like this. Once he encounters an interesting case, he will forget to sleep and eat." Mrs. Hudson shook her head helplessly, as if she disapproved of Sherlock's unhealthy lifestyle.

[It’s just that you don’t eat afternoon tea, so it shouldn’t be considered a waste of sleep and food. ] Di Renjie glanced at Mrs. Hudson, swallowed the words silently, and then continued to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

The two chatted casually like this, and half an hour passed before they knew it, and all the tea and snacks were eaten.So Mrs. Hudson tidied up and went back downstairs. Di Renjie also stood up and walked back to her room.

After locking the door, he sat on a chair in the room, calmed down, and turned his attention to his soul room.

At this moment, his soul room is filled with colorful glow of good fortune exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Intense colorful brilliance hovered around his body of consciousness. Since the press conference was held a few days ago, the glow of good fortune has continuously appeared in his soul room. Up to today, it has accumulated a very large weight.

After this case, the radiance of good fortune was more than any previous one. This shows that before being captured, Vasili had indeed released poison several times, and the number of people affected was not too large. few.

But on the other hand, it also shows that the swift and swift action to solve the case has actually saved the lives of many people, and the evaluation of the White Tower and itself from all walks of life is more positive.

This is more intuitive and accurate than any newspaper commentary or gossip, because people's support cannot be faked, and this is what Di Renjie cares most about.

Thinking of this, Di Renjie couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)