Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 585 The Hound of the Baskervilles

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Seeing Kreacher's silence, everyone felt a surge of regret.

They couldn't help but think that if they had been able to stop the old woman decisively just now, perhaps Kreacher would not have missed this precious opportunity to reunite with his relatives.

However, the reality was so cruel that Kreacher could only watch the old woman leave, and they were powerless to do anything.

Just when everyone was immersed in self-blame, Kreacher suddenly turned his head slowly and looked away. His movements seemed a little slow, as if he had thought it through carefully.

Finally, he said, "Can water in the brain be contagious?"

This sentence was like a thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. Everyone looked at Kreacher in amazement, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

The sadness and regret that had filled the air were instantly washed away by Kreacher's words, and were replaced by a kind of anger at being fooled.

"Nm!!!!!!!!!(▼皿▼#)" Someone couldn't help but curse out loud, and this roar seemed to represent the voice of everyone. People who had just had a little sympathy for Kreacher were now enraged by his words.

"Let's beat up Kreacher first!" Someone shouted, and everyone responded immediately.

Thus, the action of "beating Kreacher" began...

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After 30 minutes, time passed quietly and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

However, beneath this seemingly calm surface, there are actually some subtle changes hidden.

In fact, what happened just now was not that exaggerated. Everyone just gently pressed Kreacher's head and gave him a small lesson.

After all, the current situation is different from the past. If Kreacher is really dealt with harshly, no one will bear it.

At this moment, Gangi said: "But then again, Kreacher, do you really have no memory of what happened before?" His voice was calm and gentle, as if he was just asking casually.

At this moment, Gangi was sitting leisurely on a chair in the orphanage. It was completely unseen that he had just participated in the punishment of Kreacher 30 minutes ago. His posture was relaxed and natural, as if it was just a normal fight.

However, for Kreacher, such scenes were already common. He knew that no one really wanted to hurt him, but just played a joke occasionally. Therefore, he did not take it seriously and even found it a little funny.

After all, such interaction has become a tacit understanding between them, a unique way of getting along. Although there are sometimes some minor frictions, the relationship between them is still close.

"I don't know." Kreacher shook his head blankly, seeming to be very confused by this question.

What he said was actually true. After all, his memories of things before he was ten were very vague, as if they were covered by a thick layer of fog, making it difficult to see the truth.

He had also thought about this question before: if he had really been wandering the streets since he was a child, then who took care of him when he was still a baby? This question was like a mystery, always lingering in his mind, leaving him puzzled.

"But it's impossible that you have no memory at all, right?" William was obviously not satisfied with Kreacher's answer. He frowned and continued to ask, "Think about it carefully. Maybe you can remember some important details."

William is so persistent because he thinks this may be a key opportunity to help Kreacher find his parents. If he can find some clues from Kreacher's vague memory, he may be able to uncover the secret of his life experience.

Kreacher was silent for a while, trying to recall every detail of the past. Finally, he seemed to remember something and said slowly:

"I only remember riding in a carriage for a long time when I was a child. However, it was not a real carriage, but a shabby wooden cart pulled by a horse. In addition to me, there were many other children of my age in the car. We were all squeezed together and it was very crowded."

He paused, then continued, "But I don't remember the details very clearly... Maybe I was sold."

It was such a sad thing, but Kreacher said it was so nonchalant. It was just what it was. Kreacher couldn't even understand why William was so persistent and asked him for details. It was all many years ago. What's more, even if he found them, what would it matter? Kreacher didn't even remember what they looked like.

Kreacher was indeed very nonchalant about the matter of finding his biological parents.

For him, this was not part of his life plan.

He never thought of looking for his biological parents, so even if he didn't find them in the end, he wouldn't feel sad or lost.

In fact, Kreacher is quite satisfied with his current life.

He feels that he is living a happy and joyful life now.

He realized his dream and was able to serve as the director of an orphanage and take care of the children.

This was enough for him, he didn't need anything more to fill the void in his heart.

In addition, Kreacher is surrounded by a group of like-minded friends who are willing to understand and support him, just like family.

The presence of these friends made Kreacher feel extremely warm and at ease.

He has such a wonderful life, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

So, when William thought Kreacher was pitiful, Kreacher couldn't understand it at all.

In his opinion, his life is fulfilling and meaningful, and there is no such thing as pity.

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the other side,

Jack felt that he was almost bored to death. He never expected that Norton would actually do as he said and get several servants from the owner of the manor and place them in his newly bought mansion.

Although this greatly improved the safety and practicality of the mansion, for Jack it was simply adding insult to injury!

Because no matter what he did, the servants were unusually calm, as if they had already gotten used to it. This made Jack feel very bored, and things that used to be fun became boring now.

As for Norton, he actually felt quite bored. He was not very interested in social activities such as banquets. Although he might feel a little excited at first because of the novelty, he began to become lazy over time.

The two of them just slumped on the sofa in the living room, not wanting to do anything. .._:(′_`」 ∠):_ …

"Oh, right!" Norton seemed to suddenly remember something and sat up abruptly from the sofa. His movements were a little hasty, as if he was pushed by an invisible force.

His eyes fell directly on Jack, and then he said:

"It's been almost half a month. Hasn't the man named Sherlock Holmes expressed anything to you yet?"

Norton's question was not asked casually, but was carefully considered.

Although they both felt that life was a bit boring during this period, they never missed a single performance at the Golden Rose Theater.

Jack, or should I say Miss Jenny, is not only beautiful and elegant, but also a highly-regarded female star.

More importantly, a little inquiry will reveal that she often generously sponsors children living in the slums.

For such a beautiful, kind and gentle woman, usually few men can resist her charm.

And if you want to see evidence, it's easy to find. Just look at all the fan letters and confession letters addressed to Jack. There are so many of them that they can be used as firewood.

"How is that possible?" Jack refuted Norton's idea very calmly, and was calm enough to discuss what to eat for breakfast next time. "I know a man like him very well. He will never give his heart to others so easily!"

Jack smiled slightly, as if he had anticipated Norton's reaction. He explained slowly, "Believe me, I still have a certain understanding of me. Unless he can find some resonance with me, he will never open his heart so easily."

Norton was confused. He scratched his head and asked in confusion: "What? Why am I getting more confused the more I listen?"

Jack shook his head helplessly, thinking that Norton was sometimes really slow. He decided to speak more bluntly so that Norton could understand:

"Let me put it this way. He is a very smart person, so when he chooses his partner, he will definitely not only focus on appearance. After all, beautiful women can be found everywhere, but a smart mind like his is hard to come by. So, he probably thinks the same way, and wants to find a partner who is as smart as him."

"So now I have to find a way to make you resonate with him..."

Norton thought carefully and then said,

"In that case, I have a good idea. After all, I have a wide network of contacts now..."

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"Oh, what a coincidence, Mr. Holmes, I didn't expect to see you here." Miss Jenny said with a smile, a hint of surprise in her voice.

Holmes was also a little surprised. He had just received a new commission and wanted to use it to change his thinking.

After all, the sudden cessation of the Ripper's crimes and Mr. Campbell's threatening letter case made him a little anxious. However, he never expected that when he came to Mr. Baskerville, he would meet Miss Jenny.

"Mr. Holmes, you are finally here... Oh! Sorry, Miss Jenny."

Mr. Henry Baskerville was obviously so upset about the series of strange events that had happened recently that when he saw the great detective Sherlock Holmes finally arrive, he was so excited that he even completely forgot that he was entertaining Miss Jenny.

This negligence is quite impolite both to the lady and the guests.

"It's okay, Mr. Baskerville. Since you still have Mr. Holmes to entertain, I won't bother you for now." Miss Jenny said softly with a smile on her face.

She seemed to be accustomed to this situation and did not show any dissatisfaction or embarrassment. On the contrary, her behavior was elegant and generous, which made people fall in love with her.

However, just as Miss Jenny opened the door of the room and was about to leave, something unexpected happened.

There was a loud "boom", like a bolt from the blue, deafening.

The sudden thunder seemed as if God wanted to deliberately scare the beautiful lady. She trembled all over and her hand, which was originally holding the door handle, suddenly retracted as if she had been electrocuted.

Not only that, the thunder caused quite a commotion in the room.

Holmes and Mr. Baskerville were also frightened. They looked at each other, evidently not having expected such a startling noise.

At the same time, the sky outside the window darkened at an alarming speed.

The originally bright sunlight was instantly obscured by dark clouds, and the whole room was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

It was obvious that a downpour was coming.

"Miss Jenny, look at the sky outside. It's overcast and windy. I'm afraid a rainstorm is about to pour down. It's not appropriate to let you go home alone in such bad weather. I think you might as well stay in this manor tonight. We have many cleaned guest rooms here with elegant environment and complete facilities. You will definitely feel comfortable and at ease."

Baskerville spoke with sincerity and looked genuine, and he seemed to really care about Miss Jenny's safety.

He went on to say: "Moreover, this rainstorm may last for a long time. If you leave now, you may encounter a lot of inconvenience and danger on the road. In contrast, staying in the manor can not only avoid being wet by the rain, but also enjoy our warm hospitality. Why not?"

He spoke so logically that one could not help but feel that his proposal did make sense.

After all, in such weather, it is really cruel to let a lady face the storm alone.

The guest rooms in the manor have been cleaned up, and it is not difficult to provide them for Miss Jenny to stay for one night.