what do you think sherlock

Chapter 36 Crown
"Sorry, we lost our composure just now, but..." Di Renjie put away the astonishment and surprise on his face, and explained.

"It's okay, John, I'm used to it," Mrs. Hudson didn't mean to blame the two, but waved her hand and sat on the sofa alone.

She was silent for a long time before she said in a complex tone: "I missed him very much, at the beginning. But after a long time, I began to rejoice again. Fortunately, he didn't come back alive. You see, he died there. There will still be so many discussions and complaints, so if he comes back alive, I really don’t dare to think about what he will face.”

"Sorry, Mrs. Hudson, it's over..." Sherlock reached out and patted Mrs. Hudson's shoulder lightly.

"No, Sherlock," said Mrs. Hudson, shaking her head with moist eyes, "it will never pass, everyone still blames him, and everything will never pass... just like I often dream to him."

"Sorry." Di Renjie also patted Mrs. Hudson on the shoulder, and handed a cup of hot tea to the tea table in front of her.

"Thank you," whispered Mrs. Hudson, and sobbed quietly for a while.

Di Renjie and Sherlock accompanied her quietly like this.

"Sorry, I lost my composure," said Mrs. Hudson after about 10 minutes, finally pulling away from her sad mood.

"It's human nature," Di Renjie handed some tissues to Mrs. Hudson.

"So, are you still planning to go to the charity gala?" Sherlock changed the subject.

"Of course," Mrs. Hudson wiped away her tears, "I know that some people will say bad things at that time, but after so many years, I have long been used to it... Besides, the batch of battlefields donated by the military to the British Museum Among the relics, there are also several objects related to Nolan, if they are going to be auctioned, I want to take another look."

"So that's the case," Di Renjie suddenly said in a pleading tone: "Speaking of which, I have never been to a charity gala at the British Museum. I wonder if I have the honor to visit with you?"

"If possible, I would also like to see the world." Sherlock also looked at Mrs. Hudson.

Of course, the two of them didn't really want to visit the charity gala. Well, Di Renjie might have some such thoughts, but Sherlock always avoided these occasions.

The real purpose of the two is of course to accompany Mrs. Hudson.

"Thank you, thank you," Mrs. Hudson looked at the two of them, and her eyes became moist again unconsciously.

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On February [-]st, under the concession of the cabinet and the prime minister and the silence of the Conservative Party, the case of the prime minister's collusion with Russia, which had been raging a week ago, finally retreated from the center of the public opinion field.

The talk of the London social scene has now turned to Her Majesty the Queen and her stunning royal exhibition.

Among these topics, the hottest one is the charity gala to be held in the special exhibition hall of the British Museum tonight. During the gala, not only part of the collection will be auctioned for charity, but the climax of the entire royal exhibition, Queen Victoria's crown, will also be held at First appearance during the party tonight.

Victoria's crown is too heavy for the Britons. When Disraeli dedicated the crown to Queen Victoria, she became the real emperor.

It symbolizes the most glorious page in British history, symbolizes that this island country has truly become a hegemon, and symbolizes that the long-cherished wish of the kingdom for thousands of years has finally been realized.

It was the first crown to truly belong to Great Britain.What is cast in this crown is not only gold, but also the loyalty, belief and pride of all British people to the empire.

Therefore, when the news came out that the crown would appear in the exhibition, all social circles in London were detonated, and people rushed to inquire about the specific time and method of participation; After making its debut during the charity gala tonight, all those who were able to participate in the gala became the lucky ones in people's eyes and became the darlings of the social scene.

Di Renjie and Sherlock are such two lucky people. Of course, it is true to say so, but they themselves know that their main task is to take care of Mrs. Hudson when they go to the charity gala this time.

On the night of February 2st, Di Renjie changed into a formal dress, and Sherlock did the same, but the colors of their clothes were darker. After all, for some people, this party is a rare event, while for some For some people, this party is yet another farewell to the past.

After Mrs. Hudson changed into a dark blue dress, the three of them left 221B Baker Street. Thankfully, the crown stole the prime minister's limelight, otherwise the three would have had to go through a lot of trouble to go out at this moment.

They called a four-seater carriage, and in the closed carriage, the three of them came to the square outside the British Museum in silence.

At this time, many people had gathered in the square, but most of them were London citizens who came to see the excitement, and there were very few people who actually had tickets.

"Aren't they cold? It's only February now." Sherlock got out of the carriage first, stretched out his hand and led Mrs. Hudson out of the car, and Di Renjie got out of the car last after paying the fare.

The reason why he paid the fare was that Sherlock thought that Mr. Watson, who had just received the bounty a few days ago, should of course be generous, and give them a taste of the windfall for the working class.

"Maybe their hearts are on fire." Di Renjie spread his hands, and then took the lead to walk towards the special exhibition hall, while Sherlock held Mrs. Hudson's hand and followed behind Di Renjie.

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"Your Excellency Gu Luo, are you confident in the security measures here?" In the basement of the special exhibition hall, Mycroft looked at Gu Luo, the newly appointed assistant chief police officer.

Mr. Gu Luo is not young anymore, his two mustaches are all white, and the top of his head has reached the stage of balding.

But it still looks energetic.

"Of course, Mr. Mycroft, our boys at Scotland Yard are the best." He said and gave a thumbs up.

"There are at least eight police officers guarding the basement at any time, and there are 50 police officers guarding the passages in the entire museum. In addition, there are 10 police officers around me who are in charge of maneuvering and can support key positions at any time, not to mention," As Gu Luo said, he blinked at Mycroft and showed a knowing smile.

McCoff sighed helplessly, and then pointed three fingers at him: "Three senior security officers (second rank), this is the limit that the Bureau of Secrecy can give. It's not like you don't know it at Scotland Yard, because In the previous incident, which department did not have a daily workload that increased several times."

"Three names are enough. Anyway, I don't believe that there will be a third-order person who would dare to steal His Majesty's crown." Gu Luo laughed and said:
"Believe me, Your Excellency Mycroft, the crown will be safe tonight."

(The normal update will resume tomorrow~ The three chapters owed in the past few days will be added as soon as possible\(^o^)/~)
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