[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

If Catherine's had been drinking champagne, she'd probably spit it out.

——Monet's famous painting "Water Lilies", even if this sentence is said from the mouth of a male god, it is like a bolt from the blue to Catherine!

Catherine and Ya Thief got very close—what painting should be in whose hands, the same painting, who collected the real one and who collected the fake, Catherine seemed to have an accurate map in her heart, marking them one by one.

Regarding Monet's famous paintings, as far as Catherine knows, most of them are collected in art galleries, museums, or in the hands of some famous collectors.According to recent feedback from the industry, there is only one pair of Monet's water lilies that have been circulated outside.

—that is, the pair Catherine traded to Moriarty.The painting was kept in her hands for two years, and the price went up, and finally it was cheaper than Moriarty.

So the question now is, is the pair of water lilies mentioned by Allen an authentic product handed down from Moriarty, or is it a high-quality imitation?

Catherine glanced at the auction table in the distance unchecked.The actual auction pieces are pulled from the safe at the last minute.It's too early to think about this at this time.

Catherine returned her attention to the conversation with the male god.Mycroft brought the topic to the recent serial kidnapping and bombing cases intentionally or unintentionally.

"London is a bit uneasy recently. But it is said that the police were very close to the murderer the last time." Allen was quite optimistic about this kind of thing.

Catherine could only nod her head in embarrassment.Although only a few unlucky ones were killed by the bomb in the play, the later ones were saved by Sherlock.But that doesn't mean there won't be any unnecessary loopholes in things.

The male god always likes to participate in some small theater performances, and occasionally joins the ranks of some charity auctions.If Ellen ran into Moriarty while running around... oh!You shouldn't think so!

Catherine spurned her imagination in her heart.She heard Mycroft preaching the typical official rhetoric that the outside world was still safe, saying that it would be more valid and reasonable to talk about the weather.

Catherine lowered her head and took a sip of the champagne, but in fact, the silky liquid only touched her lips for a short time - it would be a little unnatural to not touch any wine.

There are still two months to go until the finale of HP's first movie, and the role of the paper man is slowly being magnified.But after Christmas, Catherine had to start her college life. She was busy with many things, but the most important thing now was to figure out what Monet's water lilies meant.

Catherine heard Allen say: "A friend of mine intends to pay for this painting, and I will bid for it later." Mycroft and Catherine made it clear that they would not participate in the auction of famous paintings. It is an act of increasing favorability.

Catherine understands in her heart that things like male gods will only appear on TV screens and information media. After deep friendship, there will always be a side different from what you imagined... At least all the qualities shown by Allen are worthy of the outside world. Those fans include Catherine's own previous nostalgia.

Catherine catered to Allen's words vaguely, and cooperated with Mycroft to make a few jokes.It is worth noting that Mycroft still wears the golden ring on his ring finger, which symbolizes marriage, or something else.

Catherine had no wedding ring on her finger.In the eyes of keen people, this represents several other meanings.

The auction was soon ready, and guests were directed to the lined-up seats.

"Do you think this Monet's work is authentic?" Catherine guessed that Mycroft should have seen something, or his sophisticated intelligence agency provided him with some documents in advance.

Catherine replied formulaically: "If I haven't seen it, I can't make a direct comment."

"Can you draw a conclusion after seeing it?" McCoroft took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time: "It will start in 5 minutes. To be honest, I was very far away from this painting a few years ago." It's close, but... was robbed by others... Speaking of which, the place where the incident happened is in France."

"The great Sherlock Holmes will have things that he can't accomplish? How powerful is the person who can snatch food from your mouth? Or is this just a small mistake, or even an innocuous humility?"

"On the contrary. The other party took the painting from me. A very smart guy. I have been looking for this person, hoping to have a proper meeting with him."

When listening to Mycroft's words, it is usually necessary to remove all modifiers, and it is best to reverse the tone of his speech, so as to slightly reflect the actual statement of Mycroft.

Catherine replied as if she hadn't heard the previous sentence: "Some things will be achieved inadvertently. Then I wish you meet that opponent sooner!"

The auction starts on time.The auctioneer was dressed in a smart tuxedo. ——He was hired by a well-known auction house in London. He came to work today, and he also asked an acquaintance to introduce him, so that he could witness Monet's authentic works with his own eyes.

For some lengthy warm-ups ahead, Catherine ignored them as if she didn't hear them.Catherine has participated in several black market auctions. The exquisite language of marketing art, the temptation of men and women, money and blood, rights and power, is far more powerful than the auction in front of her.

The first piece to be auctioned was a string of relatively expensive opal rings.The large screen behind the auctioneer showed the enlarged ring, and the relevant documents and certificates were all ready, waiting for the bidders to give a suitable price.

Whether an auction is good or bad depends mostly on the atmosphere created by the first lot.

The price of the first piece sold was £[-].A middle-aged man bought it as a prelude to the auction and as a gift for his wife.

"It's all come to this point, why can't you tell me, why me?" Catherine absently flipped through the auction catalog that was delivered later.Catherine is just waiting for the final lot.

"Today is the anniversary of Mr. Nolan's death. Whether you remember Mr. Nolan or not, I must say that he is a nice person."

But not a successful politician, nor a qualified father.

"Mr. Nolan prepared a medical insurance for his daughters before he died, and the benefit time is the third month of their adulthood."

"What does this have to do with me?" Catherine frowned. She didn't like discussing her past with others.

"Mr. Nolan has two daughters. This insurance is also effective for an orphan living in France for a long time. This is a point I emphasize."

Catherine turned her head sharply, stood up, and looked at Mycroft, her eyes widening.But her heart was empty.

All the people around looked at the two of them.The young girl looked like a hedgehog with its hair blown out, and she was trembling slightly when you got closer.But her male partner sat quietly in his seat, showing no intention of comforting her at all.

Catherine's mind was in turmoil.That doesn't mean she's oblivious to what's around her.When Catherine saw Alan Rickman approaching from the corner of her eye.Catherine reminded herself repeatedly that this was an official charity auction ball.Don't mess with anything else, it's Mycroft's mind game.

Catherine forced a smile, and sat back stiffly in her seat.He nodded apologetically to Allen who came over.

As Catherine leaned back in her chair, a bitter taste of rust rose from her mouth.

After buffering for a while, Catherine calmed down her mind.Mycroft is even more manipulative than Moriarty.Only if he knows what kind of knife to use, can he stab the most painful effect.

The auction went on, and this kind of awkward scene, although not common, was still very likely to happen.Some people took it as the male partner didn't get what he wanted for the girl, so the girl got angry and awkward.Some people recognized Mycroft, and hurriedly withdrew their gazes to avoid getting burned.

"I have a very long scar on my right hand. It was from my biological mother who had someone wire me when I was very young. I used to have a lot of needle holes from syringes on the back of my hand.  … Those people Know what method to use to cause the most damage to the wizard without causing a magic riot of the little wizard."

"Actually, there's nothing surprising about it. A little injection can make a wizard still be slaughtered like a pig. Some potions can completely stop a wizard's magic power, and chronic trauma can't make a wizard have a stress response."

"What kind of mother would do such a thing to her own daughter? What kind of father would watch from afar and never stop?!"

Catherine looked at the auction stage, she spoke slowly and clearly, and said to Mycroft word by word: "No matter what my past was like, it was just like that. I don't need you for my past." Bet on life!"

"Finished?"

"...It's over."

Catherine's smiling face had completely sunk.The unequal rights are the root cause of still being slaughtered.

"The Monet painting is up. I thought you were interested in this?"

"But it's not real."

This is of course not true.But Catherine could see it from such a long distance, which really made Mycroft take an extra look.

—The painting was forged by Catherine herself.