Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 577 Accepting the Commission

Holmes suddenly felt a little confused and at a loss, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart: Was he too hasty to take on this case so easily?

To be honest, Holmes never thought that one day he would be bewitched by a woman.

That's right, let's go back an hour and return to the scene at that time.

At that time, Holmes was hesitating whether to accept Mr. Campbell's commission.

This commission seemed like a prank. Wasn't it a bit of an overreaction to go to so much trouble to ask such a famous detective to take action for such an ordinary matter?

However, just as Holmes was about to open his mouth to refuse, the door of the room suddenly made a slight creaking sound and slowly opened.

A bright light came in from outside the door, illuminating the entire room.

Holmes's attention was attracted by the light. He turned his head and saw a figure walking in lightly.

That was Miss Jenny, who had changed her clothes. She was holding a pot of steaming tea and a plate of exquisite biscuits in her hands, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Ah, Mr. Holmes, you're here." Miss Jenny's voice was clear and pleasant, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

She gently placed the teapot and biscuits on the table, then walked gracefully to Holmes and bowed slightly.

Holmes's eyes fell on Miss Jenny, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The Miss Jenny in front of him was completely different from the heroine he had seen in the theater.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that these two people were the same person.

“Miss Jenny, please forgive me for my offense,” Holmes finally came to his senses, and his voice was full of doubt. “Are you really the heroine of the theater?”

To be honest, if Holmes could now forget the wonderful performance he had just watched in the theater, and if this was the first time he saw Miss Jenny, he would definitely think that she was just an ordinary maid.

This is not only because Miss Jenny is wearing a simple maid outfit at the moment, but more importantly, her smooth movements and perfect smile all show people that she is an experienced maid.

Every movement she made seemed so natural and skillful, as if she was born for this role.

"Jenny is not only the heroine of the theater, but also a maid in my mansion. At the same time, she is also my good friend." Mr. Campbell explained seriously.

Holmes raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if he accepted this explanation.

However, he secretly thought to himself: There must be something wrong here.

How could a leading lady of a theatre also be a maid in a mansion?

This is simply incredible!

A maid's work usually includes cleaning rooms, washing clothes, cooking and other trivial and heavy tasks, which will inevitably make their hands rough.

As a heroine on stage, her hands should be delicate and smooth so as to meet the audience's expectations of beauty.

The more Holmes thought about it, the more he felt that this reason was untenable, but he did not show it immediately. Instead, he continued to observe Mr. Campbell and Miss Jenny.

Just then, Holmes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Miss Jenny's hand.

Those were a pair of hands as white as snow and smooth as jade, like a finely crafted work of art, and did not look at all like the hands of a maid who often did rough work.

Holmes understood clearly that the so-called "maid" identity was just a cover.

Just as Holmes was about to observe more closely, he suddenly realized that Miss Jenny seemed to be aware of his somewhat offensive gaze.

This is terrible!

As a well-educated gentleman, how can you stare at a lady's hand for so long? This is undoubtedly a very impolite behavior.

Just as Holmes was about to apologize to Miss Jenny, something unexpected happened - Miss Jenny actually gave him an understanding smile first.

This smile was like a spring breeze, warm and kind, as if it fully understood Holmes' embarrassing situation and gave him full tolerance and understanding.

Miss Jenny's smile is like a lily blooming in spring, fresh and charming. That smile is like the warm light of the sun shining through the clouds, making people feel extremely comfortable and happy.

Even Sherlock Holmes, who was always known for his calmness and rationality, couldn't help but feel moved when he saw Miss Jenny's smile. His cheeks flushed slightly, as if he was infected by this beautiful smile.

There is no doubt that Miss Jenny, as the leading actress of the theater, not only has outstanding acting skills, but also has a unique charm in terms of social skills. She can easily deal with various occasions and people, and handle various interpersonal relationships with ease.

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"Mm, it tastes really good." Mr. Campbell nodded in satisfaction while chewing the biscuits in his mouth, "Jenny, your new recipe is so successful! The texture of these biscuits is crisper than before, and the taste is richer. It's really unforgettable!"

His eyes fell on the bitten biscuit in his hand. There was a row of neat tooth marks clearly imprinted on it, as if telling the delicious journey it had just experienced.

At this moment, Mr. Campbell suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head to look at Mr. Holmes who was sitting not far away, and said with a smile: "Mr. Holmes, come and try these delicious cookies! I believe you will like them."

When Jenny heard what Mr. Campbell said, she immediately turned her gaze to Holmes, with a glimmer of expectation in her eyes.

She said quickly, "Yes, Mr. Holmes, you must try it! This is a new flavor I prepared especially for you. I am very confident in my cooking skills!"

A gentle, elegant and beautiful lady walked up to Holmes with a smile on her face and warmly invited him to taste the dessert she made.

Faced with such a generous invitation, Holmes could not find any reason to refuse.

He smiled politely, then slowly reached out and picked up a cookie.

The appearance of the cookies looks pretty good, with some tiny chocolate crumbs dotted on the golden surface, giving off a light sweet aroma.

However, when Holmes put the biscuit into his mouth and took a bite, his expression suddenly froze. His eyes widened as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Mr. Campbell, who was standing nearby, noticed Holmes's strange behavior and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did you eat mud biscuits before?"

Although this statement is a bit harsh, it can almost be said to be true.

Because if what Holmes is chewing now can be called a biscuit, then the so-called biscuits he ate before...maybe they were really made of mud. (=_=)

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Okay, the topic seems to have gone a bit off track, so let’s get back to the current situation.

Holmes knew very well that he would never change his decision no matter what. Even if Miss Jenny sitting next to him was as beautiful as a fairy, even if the biscuits in his hand were delicious, he would never compromise.

However, unexpectedly, at this moment, Miss Jenny suddenly leaned close to Mr. Campbell's ear and whispered a few words.

Then, Mr. Campbell got up and left in a hurry, as if he had received some urgent instructions, leaving Holmes and Miss Jenny alone in the room.

This sudden change left Holmes a little confused. He couldn't help but wonder what had happened that made Mr. Campbell leave in such a hurry?

However, Holmes did not ask. Firstly, he felt that there was no need for him to do so, and secondly, he did not think he was qualified to inquire about other people's affairs.

After all, this was someone else's theater, and it was most likely work-related. If he asked rashly, he might get scolded.

In that case, just wait patiently. It shouldn't be a big deal anyway.

However, Holmes never expected that at this moment, Miss Jenny suddenly said to him:

"Mr. Holmes, I know this matter must be quite difficult for you, but I beg you to help me find the person who sent the threatening letter. You can regard this as my commission to you, not Mr. Norton's request."

Holmes was not surprised by Miss Jenny's request. After all, he had expected that she might intercede for Mr. Campbell. What really surprised him was that Miss Jenny called out the other person's name so bluntly.

You know, whether it's between a master and a maid, a theater heroine and a theater owner, or even between a husband and wife, people usually don't call each other by their names directly.

This behavior was considered impolite and inappropriate in the social context of the time.

However, Miss Jenny called out Mr. Campbell's name without hesitation, which undoubtedly meant that the relationship between them was extraordinary, even close.

However, at this moment, what Miss Jenny said next caused a strong fluctuation in Holmes' heart.

"I... am actually a widow." Miss Jenny's voice trembled slightly, as if recalling the painful past made her feel extremely heavy.

"Once upon a time, my husband and Mr. Campbell were very good friends. But fate was so cruel to me, until one day......"

She paused and took a deep breath, as if trying to calm her inner pain.

"You can probably tell that my significant other left me and went to heaven."

At this point, Miss Jenny's eyes became moist, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Since then, my family has fallen on hard times and I have lost everything. Not only that, but my children were also taken away mercilessly."

Her voice became deeper and deeper, filled with despair and helplessness.

"When I felt completely desperate and even wanted to jump into the river to end it all, it was Mr. Norton who showed up in time and stopped me."

Miss Jenny raised her head and looked at Holmes with an imploring look.

"I beg you, Mr. Holmes, will you please help me? I really don't know what to do."

Her words revealed her trust and expectations in Holmes, as if he was her last straw.

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Now that things have come to this, if Holmes dares to say "no" again, he will probably slap himself in the face, not to mention others. (＿＿)ノ｜壁

Besides, the other party didn't ask him to do anything dangerous or troublesome. He just wanted to find the person who sent the threatening letter. It wasn't a big problem.

It’s coming next, it’s coming next.

While Holmes was hypnotizing himself and thinking about where to start his investigation, a carriage suddenly stopped beside him.

"Mr. Holmes, I didn't expect to see you here...Do you need me to give you a ride?"

The window of the carriage opened, and it was Miss Jenny who stuck her head out.

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As a matter of course, Holmes got into Miss Jenny's carriage, for it was already dark, and the sun had already set after he had been talking with Mr. Campbell for a long time.

However, what surprised Holmes was that he thought Mr. Campbell was also sitting in the carriage, but until he got on the carriage, he found that there was only Miss Jenny in the carriage.

This is a bit embarrassing...

But by the time Holmes noticed him, he was halfway into the carriage.

How to do?

He's already halfway up, is he going to go back?

Doesn't this seem even more embarrassing?

There was no choice but Holmes got on the carriage and sat as far away from Miss Jenny as possible.

However, what was unexpected was that for some unknown reason, the interior of the carriage was filled with bread everywhere, and these breads looked as if they had just been taken out of the oven, emitting bursts of tempting aroma.

This discovery was undoubtedly an excellent excuse for Holmes, allowing him to sit very close to the carriage door with justification.

After all, at this moment, the empty spaces in the carriage were almost all filled with the mountains of bread, and he really had no better choice.

The carriage continued to move forward, and Holmes suddenly realized that the carriage did not seem to be heading towards Baker Street.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Holmes," said Miss Jenny, as if she had just remembered, "We may have to go somewhere first. If you are in a hurry to go back, I can turn the carriage around."

“It is all right, Miss Jenny,” said Holmes, for he was in no hurry to go home, and he added, “Besides, it is so late now, and as a gentleman I shall not be at peace if you go somewhere alone.”

After all, although Jack the Ripper has not committed many crimes for the time being, it is inevitable that he will target other people. After all, who can predict the thoughts of a murderer?

And according to the report from Scotland Yard, it seems that a copycat has already appeared.

The world is not very peaceful nowadays. I don’t know where Miss Jenny got the courage to go somewhere alone.