Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 639 Mermaid.

"So you just stood there and watched him scold for more than two hours?" Mycroft looked at Sherlock in disbelief. He really couldn't figure out what his brother was thinking.

Sherlock just looked at Mycroft expressionlessly, and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

"Didn't you ever think of stopping him? Or at least walking away? And you stood there, writing down his curse words for more than two hours." Mycroft continued to ask. He felt that Sherlock's behavior was really ridiculous.

However, Holmes shrugged his shoulders calmly, took a notebook from his pocket, opened a page, and began to read.

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“I think you idiots don’t understand why a man can’t dislike his wife.

If you think your wife is not pretty, then go to a beautiful woman on the street and ask her how much she spends on skin care products, body care, cosmetics, clothes, and jewelry. If you give this money to your wife, she can become beautiful!

If you dislike your wife's poor figure, then go ask those women with good figures, have they ever given birth? If so, then ask her how much she spent on postpartum care? How much did she spend on postpartum recovery? How much did she spend on fitness every month? Did she have to take care of the baby day and night, feed the baby, and change diapers? Did she have to eat things that would make her want to vomit just to give the baby milk, regardless of her figure?

If you despise your wife for not making money, then go out and ask around. How much does a full-time servant who buys food and cooks for you cost? How much does a servant who takes care of children cost? How much does a servant who takes care of the elderly cost? How much does a temporary worker who does the laundry every day cost? And how much does it cost to sleep with you every night?

If you dislike your wife's bad temper, have you ever thought about it? You don't do anything all day, you yell at your wife for nothing, you don't care if you don't have money to spend, you don't care if you are in a bad mood, you don't care if the child cries, you don't care if your wife is angry, you don't care if your wife is tired!

Hey, can you guys have some shame?!"

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All of the above are from Jose Badem's original words, which Holmes recorded verbatim.

However, after Jose Badem scolded them so much, it was impossible for those scumbags to wake up. After all, if scumbags could wake up, they would not be scumbags. But there was no need for them to wake up.

"Men kick once, women kick twice!"

Miss Jenny and Violetta, who had been watching from the side, saw that those idiots dared to refute and kicked them out!

However, judging from the final result, the curse of the ghost called Jose Badem did not seem to be wrong.

After all, the words he cursed out were not groundless, but were supported by solid facts.

Anyone with a little bit of vision can clearly see that the ladies in the non-human group are indeed well cared for.

When a person cannot accomplish something himself, but he blames others for not being able to do it, then the person being blamed will naturally feel indignant.

However, if this person can not only do it himself, but also do it very well, then when he accuses others of not being able to do it, others may find it difficult to find a suitable reason to refute him.

Because he has actually done what he criticizes, his accusations become more convincing.

"Let's go, ladies," José Badem said gently with a smile on his face. He gracefully extended his right hand, as if inviting the two ladies to dance.

Miss Jenny and Violetta looked at each other, their faces filled with joyful smiles. They moved forward lightly and put their small hands on Jose Baden's big and strong hands without hesitation.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Their movements were so natural and smooth, just like the male and female guests attending a grand ball. Jose Baden's hand tightened slightly, conveying a feeling of warmth and reassurance, making Miss Jenny and Valletta feel extremely comfortable.

In this way, they held hands and slowly left this place. The sunlight shone on them, outlining a beautiful and harmonious picture.

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"Stop——" accompanied by a loud shout, the owner of the voice seemed a little exasperated, "I understand the principle, Holmes, but what's the point of learning it word by word?"

The person who spoke was Mycroft, his face full of confusion and puzzlement. He really couldn't understand why his brother Sherlock was so obsessed with learning word by word, and what practical help would it bring to their lives?

Mycroft knew very well that given the relationship between him and Sherlock, it was almost impossible for them to get married.

After all, he himself was almost 40 years old, but he had never been attracted to any woman. As for Sherlock, although he finally fell in love with Miss Jenny, who would have thought that she was actually a married woman.

Thinking of this, Mycroft couldn't help but sigh, thinking that all this was too ridiculous. He looked at Sherlock helplessly, thinking: "What's the point of him memorizing these words? He can't use them at all!"

However, in the face of Mycroft's questioning, Holmes seemed unconcerned. He replied calmly: "What's it to you? I'm happy."

These few simple words made Mycroft laugh and cry. He felt that his brother was really unpredictable sometimes, and he had no idea how his brain circuits worked.

Coincidentally, Holmes had the same feeling. He didn't know how his brother's train of thought worked, but what he said was all right, so why not write it down?

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Being with his silly brother, Holmes felt that his IQ was about to drop. He would rather stay in the Golden Rose Theatre. After all, he was not there for dinner.

However, the moment Holmes stepped into the Golden Rose Theatre, his feet suddenly slipped, his body lost balance, and he almost fell to the ground. He was startled and quickly steadied himself, but he still staggered a little.

He looked down and saw that the floor of the Golden Rose Theater was covered with a thin layer of water, as if it had just been washed. The water marks not only made the floor slippery, but also flickered faintly under the light.

Holmes wondered why the floor of the theater was so wet. He took a few steps forward cautiously, but found that every step he took was like stepping on ice, and he would slip if he was not careful.

Just as he was about to stop, his feet suddenly slipped, and he finally couldn't keep his balance and fell heavily to the ground. This fall was not light, his buttocks and elbows came into close contact with the ground, and he grimaced in pain.

What's worse, the part of his pants that touched the ground was quickly soaked by the liquid on the ground. The cold feeling penetrated the fabric and went straight to his skin, making him shiver.

Holmes struggled to get up from the ground and looked around. He found that the whole Golden Rose Theater was filled with a damp smell, as if it had been soaked in water. The walls, seats, and stage were all wet, and even the air was filled with a faint smell of sea water.

Holmes was curious. He bent down, dipped his finger in a little of the liquid on the ground, and rubbed it carefully in his palm.

The liquid was colorless and transparent, and felt a little sticky with a hint of salt. He put his finger close to his nose and sniffed gently, and a familiar ocean scent filled his nose - this was clearly sea water!

Speaking of sea water, the first image that comes to Holmes' mind is probably the mysterious ghost Captain Jose Badem.

After all, the strange scene when Holmes first met him is still vivid in his mind - wherever he walked, there would always be puddles of water left on the road, as if his body was made of sea water.

However, if Holmes' memory was correct, the water stains left by the ghost captain should be very limited.

At most, there would be only one or two drops. It was absolutely impossible for the entire Golden Rose Theater to be wet as it was now, as if it had been swept by a sudden tsunami.

"Oh, Mr. Holmes, you are finally here!" With a cry of surprise, Violetta appeared at the door of the room at the end of the corridor. She was holding a mop and a bucket in her hands, obviously ready to clean up the seawater on the floor.

However, perhaps it was because the sea water on the ground was too slippery, or perhaps Miss Valletta's legs were not very convenient for walking, after all, both of her legs were prosthetics.

Suddenly, she staggered, lost her balance, and was about to fall to the ground!

In a flash, Holmes saw the situation and rushed over without hesitation, supporting Violetta as quickly as lightning.

His movements were swift and precise, as if he had anticipated this thrilling scene.

"Thank you." Violetta put down the mop and bucket in her hands and seemed to have given up the idea of ​​cleaning. After all, she was not fit for cleaning in this state.

"What on earth is going on?" Holmes did not believe that Jose Badem could have turned the Golden Rose Theatre into such a state by himself. After all, he had been here for some time. If he could have turned the Theatre into such a state, he would have done it long ago.

"I'm sorry, it's because of me." These words seemed to float slowly in the air with a hint of apology and helplessness.

When Holmes heard the voice, his heart was moved, and his eyes were as fast as lightning as he looked in the direction of the voice.

Although he had heard of all kinds of strange creatures, and even witnessed existences beyond ordinary people's imagination, such as demons and ghosts, when he actually saw the creature in front of him, he still felt a little surprised.

It was a mermaid. She had a graceful figure and her tail was glowing softly in the sun, as if it was inlaid with countless tiny gems.

Her long hair fell like a waterfall on her fair skin, gently brushing against her eyes that were as blue as the deep sea.

However, what surprised Holmes most was not her beauty, but the fact that she could float in the air as naturally as swimming in the water.

He originally thought that mermaids would have difficulty moving out of water, but obviously, the mermaid in front of him completely overturned his perception.

However, when Holmes's eyes moved slightly downward, he instantly understood why the other party was right. It turned out that on the ground where the mermaid had just passed, there was a large puddle of water!

The puddle was quite large, and was obviously formed by the seawater dripping from the mermaid. This made Holmes wonder: Could it be that mermaids have the ability to change their environment?

He began to think about this carefully. Perhaps, because mermaids usually live in water, they are used to a humid environment. And places like theaters are usually dry and lack water.

So, when the mermaids came here, they somehow brought sea water to the ground to create a moist environment more suitable for their survival.

As a result, Holmes became more and more curious about this mysterious creature, the mermaid.

Not only do they have beautiful appearance and unique living habits, they also have such magical abilities, which makes them more mysterious and interesting in the eyes of humans.

But looking at the rag and bucket Miss Valletta just held in her hands...

Hmm...it seems that this feature will also bring a lot of trouble.

Come anyway.

Holmes came to the Golden Rose Theatre just to kill time, because Mycroft was in his room and he didn't want to go back for the time being.

In that case, he might as well help Miss Valletta clean the Golden Rose Theater. Moreover, he could secretly collect some liquids while cleaning.

He wanted to test whether this was real, just ordinary sea water or something else.