Operation Red Book

Chapter 381 I didn’t do it

Ivy slept until 10 o'clock in the morning.

When she woke up, she stretched herself and stared at the raindrops outside the window for a long time before finally turning over and getting out of bed.

The room was clean, and the wooden chair that had been standing at the end of the bed last night had returned to where it should have been.

The air was thick with moisture, masking any remaining smells from last night.

It was as if nothing had happened, and of course, as if no one had been there.

Not only did his room become clean and tidy, but the living room and kitchen that had been "ravaged" by the wild boar also became as clean as new.

Holmes, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, greeted her nonchalantly. For a moment, Ivy wondered if she had returned to the vampire lord's consciousness space.

It wasn't until Joshua came down the stairs holding the red book that Ivy finally felt relieved.

Joshua's eyes were black and blue, and his mind was hazy and unclear. It was obvious that he had stayed up all night yesterday.

"Ok?"

He stood in the center of the living room, a groan of doubt coming out of his nose.

Joshua looked around the hall and then fixed his eyes on Holmes.

"You are so great, Mr. Holmes..."

"Ok?"

Holmes also groaned in confusion.

"Didn't you clean it up?"

Joshua shook his head and turned his attention back to Ivy.

"You are so awesome, Ivy..."

Ivy shrugged and shook her head slightly.

"Is that you?"

The newspaper was pulled down with a "swish", and the "crunch" sound scared both Ivy and Joshua.

Holmes folded the newspaper in his hand slowly, his brown eyes fixed on Ivy.

"You went to the bathroom twice yesterday, changed your pajamas twice, and changed your bed sheets twice. The time between the two was only one or two hours. You smell different too. Mrs. Hudson would not buy soaps with floral or earthy scents..."

"I did it. I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you because I'm modest."

Ivy interrupted Holmes first. At this point, it didn't matter whether it was done by a wild boar, a wild duck or a wild crab.

"Oh...you are amazing, Ivy..."

"Who did it? What did you say? What happened to my house?"

Mrs. Hudson's serious voice broke in at this moment, and the air in the room was choked.

Although she is small, her voice is as loud as that of a partridge on the grassland, and she is quite appealing throughout the whole street.

"Mrs. Hudson, I... I'm so hungry!" Ivy stuttered in fear.

"Ivy secretly took a bath with that super expensive lady's soap you bought at Hamilton's, and used it twice!" Holmes said it most fluently.

"It wasn't me." Joshua said slowly at the end.

All of a sudden, all three "children" stood in front of Mrs. Hudson.

Everyone looked extremely nervous, as if they were waiting for an impending thunderous judgment.

Mrs. Hudson opened her eyes wide and scanned the faces of the three men, wanting to see through their inner thoughts.

Finally, when she glanced at Ivy's face, Mrs. Hudson's attitude softened.

"My sweetheart, was it too hot yesterday? I'll change your bed to a thinner one today!"

Mrs. Hudson shook Ivy's hand, then turned to look at Holmes, who was farthest away.

In just the blink of an eye, her face suddenly turned from sunny to thunderstorm.

"I bought that soap for Ivy. She's a girl, so of course she likes to be clean. What's wrong with washing twice? You don't have to worry about it!"

"And I don't even want to talk about your bathroom on the second floor! Even if I had a dog, the bathroom that dog uses would be cleaner and tidier than yours!"

"You don't want to sleep at night, but you want to hear how many times a girl took a bath in the middle of the night? No one would be ashamed to hear such a thing, you, you, you..."

As she spoke, Mrs. Hudson became furious. She snatched the newspaper from Holmes' hand and glared at the trembling Joshua.

"Oh, Josh! My dear boy, look at the dark circles under your eyes. Didn't you sleep well last night? Was it too hot and stuffy?"

Completely different from her previous tone, Mrs. Hudson became gentle again.

"Oh...I...I had a...a nightmare yesterday..."

Joshua scratched his head, becoming a little nervous at the sudden concern.

"Oh, poor child!"

Mrs. Hudson touched Joshua's face, her eyes full of worry and love.

"Why don't you go upstairs and get some more sleep? It's still raining outside. We can go to the mall anytime. I don't really need you to accompany me..."

"But I'm hungry, Mrs. Hudson..."

Ivy suddenly appeared, pouting and holding back tears, looking at Mrs. Hudson aggrievedly.

"Eat when you're hungry?"

"But there is nothing to eat..."

Ivy looked even more aggrieved, and when she couldn't help herself she even touched her belly pitifully.

"How is that possible? I clearly..."

Mrs. Hudson quickly headed for the kitchen upon seeing this.

The lockers were opened one by one, and to Mrs. Hudson's surprise, they were all empty.

"Eh?"

Mrs. Hudson closed the last empty cabinet and slowly stood up, holding on to her legs.

"It seems like I really need to go to the mall a few times..."

She patted her waist and muttered.

This was exactly what Ivy wanted. She pulled down Joshua's collar and whispered in his ear:

"Joshua, Mrs. Hudson's legs are not in good condition, and it's rainy outside..."

Joshua immediately understood what Ivy meant, and he was willing to help with this small matter.

He smiled at Ivy and immediately agreed.

At the same time, Ivy took the red book from Joshua and flipped through it.

This action suddenly woke up Joshua, who had been confused for the whole morning.

"I I I..."

"what happened?"

Looking at the stuttering Joshua, Ivy frowned disapprovingly.

"I, I, I...I..."

"What's wrong with you..."

Before she finished her words, Ivy had already turned to the latest page of the red book.

It was a blank page, but there was an obvious line on the edge of the book, which had been carefully torn out, and the remaining traces were carefully torn off...

Looking from the side, more than one piece was torn off...

"what happened?"

Ivy's eyes turned serious and she quickly looked at the culprit.

“This is how the page was meant to be.”

That's weird...

There were many secrets about Joshua in those pages, Lord Leon's, Mr. Holmes's, Miss Goodwin's...

It was all written in red pen in English, every word accurate.

There was also a line of small words at the end, which was obviously for Joshua to see:

I just want to tell you, Joshua, you can't hide it for long. I will know everything. It's just a matter of time.

You can tear it off and not let Ivy know about it at that time. Of course, the choice is yours...

So Joshua tore off all the pages without saying a word, his hands trembling.

After that, dealing with those minor details took up almost half an hour of his sleep time.

I did so much just to prevent Ivy from seeing it, but...

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Mrs. Hudson, I'm not sleepy. I'll go to Hamilton with you..."

"It's really not necessary!"

"Please..."

"what?"

Seeing Joshua quickly put on his coat and rushed out of the room, Ivy had no place to vent her anger and irritably yelled at the cup filled with tea.

The dark red tea swayed in the Rococo-style teacup, splashing a lot of water drops onto the tray and wooden table.

"Clean it up yourself."

Holmes flashed past Ivy with a brand new newspaper in his hand.

He looked calm and his eyes were normal.

After walking around Ivy, he paused and slowly returned to her back.

"Do you think I really don't know?"

Holmes lowered his head and nibbled softly into Ivy's ear.

Although these words were spoken lightly, they made Ivy's hair stand on end.

"what do you know?"

She swallowed, her shoulders unconsciously tensing and raising.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you suddenly announced your pregnancy one day."

After saying this lightly, Holmes sat back on the sofa and no longer paid attention to Ivy's back.