Volume 1 The Road to Rise Chapter 027 Sherlock's Partner
In the face of Allen's scolding, the boy on the ground was not afraid.
On the contrary, it was the scene that was almost trampled by the horses just now, which made him afraid.
He got up from the ground, and without bothering to pat the dust off his body, hurried to make a noble salute to Alan Coret.
"I've seen Your Excellency the Viscount."
Seeing that the young man in front of him actually understood the aristocratic etiquette, Alan suddenly restrained his anger and stopped cursing.
He asked suspiciously, "No courtesy." Whose child are you, why are you still wandering the streets so late? And they rushed out to block my way. β
Sherlock hurriedly replied, "In Lower Sherlock Holmes, my father is Baron Sig Holmes. I'm here to work with His Excellency the Viscount. β
Alan listened to Sherlock's words and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, cooperation? The son of a baron's family that Viscount Ben had never heard of actually wanted to cooperate with Viscount Ben. Am I drunk, or are you crazy, boy! β
Allen's arrogant attitude made Sherlock very uncomfortable.
The youthful vigor made Sherlock forget the rules of nobility that his etiquette teacher had taught him, and opened his mouth to bump into Allen.
"Sir, although we of the Sherlock Holmes family are only newly ordained nobles, my father is very much appreciated by Her Majesty. I believe that with my father's ability, he will continue to work for Her Majesty and win a higher title. When the time comes, the surname of Sherlock Holmes will resound throughout the kingdom. β
On the dim road, Alan looked at the unruly young man standing in front of the horse, listening to the other party's unashamed words, for some reason, a trace of humiliation emerged in his heart.
He couldn't help but think, "This little ghost shouldn't have come to humiliate me on purpose!" β
This can't help but be cranky for Allen, half a century ago, it was not a powerful little noble, relying on the old nobles who annexed and declined.
The domains and wealth of the declining aristocracy, which were coveted by the petty aristocracy.
As a result, wars between lords in the previous kingdom were frequent.
The big nobles swallow up the small nobles, and the strong ones swallow the weak ones.
Therefore, the aristocracy at that time, even if the family declined, would hollow out the family background in front of outsiders to make themselves appear glamorous.
Even if it's just a bluff, it's enough to scare off some small nobles who are powerful but have no background.
But even so, there will still be some small nobles who think that their strength is not weak and will test the reality of the old nobles through provocation.
Once the old nobles show weakness and retreat, then those powerful little nobles will pounce on them like hungry wolves, bite the old lion with lost teeth, and drink blood and eat meat!
Could it be that this so-called Sherlock Holmes family felt that it had the strength to replace its position, so it wanted to be an opponent of the Cowater family, so it sent this little imp to test himself?
It's really looking for death!
Allen's face became more and more ugly, and in the dim light, it looked extremely hideous.
Sherlock would not have imagined that his youthful confrontation would make the director in front of him have so many strange ideas, and it would almost bring disaster to his family!
Looking at Mr. Director, whose face suddenly became ugly, Sherlock thought that the other party was angry at himself for confronting him.
In fact, Sherlock already regretted it after he hit Allen.
In his first lesson to him, his etiquette teacher told him a thousand times: never offend someone of higher status than you.
Thinking of this, Sherlock hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency. I didn't mean to contradict you, I just wanted to preserve the dignity of Sherlock Holmes. β
Alan laughed angrily: "Hmph, the dignity of Sherlock Holmes? Very well, I remember you. The little imp of the Sherlock Holmes family, let's wait and see how Holmes defends his dignity! β
After saying that, Alan was about to beat his horse and go around Sherlock, and he didn't want to waste time here with Sherlock.
He's going back to write a letter to the people of the family, and then send it back to his hometown in the morning, so that his father, Old Cowater, is ready for war with the Sherlock Holmes!
The Kowater family may be in decline, but they will never be afraid of a challenge!
A newly rising baron still wants to provoke an old nobleman like Cowater, does he really think that the Cowater family, which has a history of two hundred years, is a baating beast that can only eat grass on the Salisbury Plains?
Cowater will let Holmes know that a sleeping lion is also a lion, and not any hyena can provoke it!
However, what Alan didn't expect was that seeing that he was leaving, that little imp would dare to pull the reins of his mount!
"Imp! You are presumptuous! β
Eren was furious and could no longer maintain his aristocratic manners.
Without even thinking about it, he waved the whip in his hand and whipped Sherlock hard.
was "repeatedly provoked" by Sherlock, even if he was just a little ghost, Alan had to teach him a lesson!
"Smack!"
"Ouch!"
The whip landed on Sherlock's shoulder, causing Sherlock to let go of the reins and hold his shoulders and retreat.
Sherlock looked at Alan on horseback in confusion and asked, "Your Excellency, why are you beating me!" β
"Why can't Viscount Ben beat you! What is my identity, what is your identity, again and again blocking my way, who gave you courage. Even if the Cowater family falls, it's not something that you Holmes can bully! β
Alan Cowater on horseback was already furious, and the two mustaches on his mouth were shaking because of Allen's anger.
Hearing Allen's angry rebuke, Sherlock finally understood that Allen had misunderstood him.
He hurriedly explained loudly: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstand! Your Excellency, I didn't mean to provoke you, I really came to talk to you about cooperation! β
Allen, who was on horseback, bent down and looked down at the young man in front of him, and said sharply: "Joke! Let's not mention that Viscount Ben doesn't need to cooperate with you.
Even if there is a need, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with this viscount, even if it is your baronial father, it is not qualified! Got it, Sherlock Holmes imp! β
Alan grabbed the horse's belly and pulled the reins: "Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame Viscount Ben for being polite, it won't be a whip at that time." β
Seeing that Eren was about to leave, Sherlock couldn't care about it anymore.
"[Ripper]! It's the Ripper! I have a clue about this guy! β
"What did you say!"
Allen, who had already galloped out for a while, quickly grabbed his mount and turned to glare at Sherlock.
Facing Allen's gaze of wanting to eat people, Sherlock swallowed in fear and said, "I have a clue about [The Ripper], I can provide it to you, but you also have to do me a favor." Yes, Your Excellency. β
Alan turned his horse and turned over in front of Sherlock.
"Are you serious? If you can help me catch the Ripper, not only will I forgive you for your rudeness, but you will also gain the friendship of Alan Corwater. β
At this moment, Alan still cares about being angry.
As long as this little imp can really help him catch the [Ripper] and keep his current position, then what if he is used.
Hearing Mr. Administrator swear in his own name, Sherlock finally smiled.
He hurriedly leaned into Allen's ear and whispered his speculation and purpose to Alan Cowater.
After a while, Allen, who had listened to Sherlock's narration, looked at the young man in front of him in surprise for a long time. The letter asked his doubts suspiciously.
"Are you sure? You can have proof. Although he is not a big man, he is also a well-known person in England City. Even Her Majesty didn't touch him, and if there was no evidence, I wouldn't take your word for it. β
Seeing that Eren didn't fully believe his words, Sherlock was anxious.
"Your Excellency, how could I possibly joke about such a thing! He did confess to me that he had dealt with the Ripper, and then, after taking my commission, brought me back the fragments of my uncle's carriage. β
"I'm pretty sure that he's not [the Ripper], if not the Ripper, has something to do with my uncle's disappearance. There can be no way he is innocent! β
However, Sherlock's words did not satisfy Allen.
I saw him disappointed and said, "No, young man." The investigation of the case does not rely on personal speculation, but on evidence. Even if he gave you the fragments of the carriage in which your uncle was travelling when he disappeared, it would not prove that he had anything to do with your uncle's disappearance, let alone the Ripper. β
"You also said that he is a professional. It's not surprising that you've met the Ripper, fought and survived. Didn't your uncle and another victim survive as well? Could it be that they are also [rippers]? β
Moreover, these words were only told to you by that person, and you have no evidence that he told the truth. Even if I arrest him, he won't admit it, and our police station can't do anything about him. β
"On top of that, that guy is a big problem in his own right. Her Majesty did not touch him, nor did Bishop Norad of the Cult of Deity, or even the arrogant nobles of England City. Why do you think I'm going to provoke such a big problem that the whole of England doesn't want to provoke just for your side? β
Allen's series of questions left the young Sherlock speechless.
He didn't expect that just arresting an excluded guy would have so many concerns.
But where does he have any evidence, he even did not hesitate to lie to frame the other party as the [Ripper] in order to frame that person.
He naively thought that Alan Corwater needed a murderer to close the case, and he could provide a "murderer", everyone was aristocrats, and they could cooperate tacitly.
A civilian with no background, it's not like the two of them are kneading.
But Alan's words made him realize how naΓ―ve he was!
A civilian with the name of a priesthood can still make so many big people jealous, is such a person really just a civilian?
For a moment, Sherlock had a retreat in his heart.
[Well, the power is out again.] Zongheng's writing APP will not be launched until the 18th, and once the power is off, the computer can't be turned on, and the manuscript can't be obtained.
In the future, I really have to set up the code word after the update. The South always has power outages at every turn to repair the lines.
I really don't know when it will suddenly lose power. γ