Time moves backward three or four hours.Sleeping people also wake up from their dreams.When they sat down at their dinner table, they were ready to read the newspaper before eating.At this time, they were surprised to find that the world is no longer what it was before Christmas!

oh!my God!Someone rubbed his eyes hard to confirm that the headlines in today's newspapers he saw were true—big bang, robbery cases in various districts... so many big things happened last night!

After these people turned on the TV, the major radio stations were indeed reporting what happened last night.The talk show host satirized the inaction of the ruling party with acrimonious and vulgar language.The Prime Minister took the stage to speak, saying that the team will do its best to complete the aftermath.

The pale clichés are not so different from the old days when things went wrong that they are not offensive, but they are not otherwise inflammatory either.

But the problem is, this is not an earthquake, tsunami and hurricane, this is a premeditated terrorist attack.Right here in London, in a living area, a bomb blew up a pub to the sky!This kind of thing happened, and it is really unreasonable to use the words "still investigating" to prevaricate.

Fortunately, soon, the latest developments of the incident were published on TV: the bank robbery was recovered three hours after the incident, and other minor cases were also held accountable according to the procedure.

By noon, only the big bang was still under investigation.

Catherine overslept, and when she woke up, she took off the makeup from last night's banquet, took off the crumpled dress, and put on a windbreaker and boots.Winter mornings are not so easy to get out of bed.

Especially after Catherine and Anna finished decorating the house-the floor heating equipment continuously supplies heat, the soft duvet and warm room decoration make people wish they could become a quilt and live with the big bed forever.

Catherine is planning a trip to Diagon Alley today.But when she woke up completely, the time displayed on the phone was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Catherine found a gift bag at random, filled it with the robe she had made in the wizarding world, and prepared to go to Diagon Alley to change it.

Before going out, Catherine arranged her clothes in front of the changing mirror to make sure that she didn't look decadent after staying up late and getting up late.

Anna has already finished an early shift at this time.She was sitting on the sofa, watching TV, and complaining about Catherine: "I didn't come home all night, I even suspected that you participated in the bombing case yesterday! But look at your appearance... forget it." Most criminals would not get up until two o'clock in the afternoon. When Catherine was ready to commit crimes, the convenience store downstairs was probably closed.

Catherine smirked and didn't look back. She straightened her hair in the mirror and said, "Don't mention how wonderful what happened last night. Now that I think about it, I still feel very happy."

Imagine the ugly look on Mycroft's face when he heard the word 'aircraft'.It was a pity that she hadn't been able to talk to Mycroft face to face at that time, and she hadn't been able to see his expression when he was threatened.

Anna never asked where Catherine went.She found another magazine to pass the time.

When Catherine's hand reached the doorknob, Anna suddenly remembered: "Oh! That's right. There is your letter downstairs. I put it on your bedside table. Remember to open it when you come back."

Catherine paused.Nodding casually, he opened the door.

Mycroft has been working in the office until now.The Prime Minister broke the boat this time and gave Mycroft a lot of power.

Great power also means huge workload and huge responsibility.During the whole morning, Cynthia's phone calls never stopped.The different documents were merged into the hands of the female secretary, and Cynthia provided them to Mycroft.

The files on the desk of the British government are piled up like a mountain. Correspondingly, many different internal files are also stored in his computer.

—The cooperation with Catherine last night was quite smooth.

'cooperate'.What a whitewashing term.

Mycroft co-authors a follow-up investigation into a bank robbery case.The name Catherine Nolan is mentioned three times in it.

Mycroft circled Catherine's name.This marking indicates high regard.On this busy morning of the British government, the late Mr. Nolan inevitably appeared in the memory palace.

Mr. Nolan's original office was here.At that time, Mycroft Holmes was just a pawn.Nolan's death was a wake-up call. The gentleman stood behind Holmes in the last stage of his life-he arranged for Mycroft to be a Secretary-General.

Has little real power, but is very respected.This position was Mycroft's first step. Because of this resume, Mycroft later took charge of real power in the Ministry of Defense and mi6, and finally reached his current position.

Holmes' memory palace never fades.To this day, Mr. Nolan's appearance is remembered as a realistic oil painting, which hangs on the wall of the corridor of the Memory Palace.

Mr. Nolan in the painting has a pair of deep, artist-like eyes, his eyes are tolerant and sad.

— Mycroft has worked under many people.His ability to work is exceptional.Most politicians wish they had someone so loyal, intelligent and capable that they suppress your promotion and do everything they can to keep you by their side.

Using the clumsy technique of adding a candy to a stick, I thought it would make people feel grateful.These people are stupid, but also very smart.

Nolan will give you the opportunity to promote, and he is happy to have you as his peer rather than his subordinate.This man had an innocence that doesn't belong to a statesman, and it was this innocence that ultimately led to his downfall.

As long as you think that after Nolan's death, those who were supported by him turned to help Victoria and subverted Nolan's surname, you can see that unrequited mercy does not apply to the political arena shrouded in the law of the jungle.

Fortunately, Katherine Nolan is not such a person.

This Nolan hides deep enough, there is another under one secret.Mycroft thought about some of the information he got last night—this woman was not as harmless as she appeared on the outside. Similarly, it was not as originally deduced that Catherine was the daughter of Victoria. Under that harmless appearance, she There is also a sleeping heart that is above others.

Mycroft opened another file, and the black bar's investigation reached a dead end.Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was a conspiracy by Moriarty, but the explosion destroyed everything, and the entire community was turned into scorched earth. Some subways were affected and had to be shut down for safety assessment.

The issue of housing may be secondary, and a lot of power will be rewritten in this huge mess.

The red phone on the desk rang, and, disturbingly, so did Mycroft's.

The caller should be a high-level person, but the caller displayed on the phone is his younger brother.

There is no need to make any trade-offs.Whichever is the worst of two evils - if you don't answer Sherlock's call, then Mycroft will probably go to the shelter to pick up his brother again, think about the reaction of his mother...

Mycroft groaned for a second. He unplugged the red phone and pressed the phone to connect to the case.

"Can you send me a message, or have you become an unweaned child, I hope your busy elder brother can give you some comfort?"

Typical Sherlock Holmes-style opening remarks.This kind of communication method of hiding the sincerity under the strong and sarcastic words, and showing the prickly side to the brother I care about the most, I don’t know how many times it has been privately complained by bystanders.

But the way of communication between the two brothers is still going its own way, and this kind of sharp dialogue seems to have become some kind of little fun in a busy schedule.

On the other end of the phone, little Holmes pouted.He was sitting on a soft sofa on the second floor of Baker Street, with a newspaper from this morning spread out on his lap.The rise of the newspaper is naturally a satire of the government's ineffective work.

"You know it's never going to happen. If you hadn't stopped me last night, I'd at least have found something."

"Then what have you discovered now?" Mycroft held the phone in one hand and made some input on the computer with the other.

"Catherine is not only a wizard, she also has many interesting little secrets." Sherlock's tone revealed a strong "you come to me~" emotion.

Mycroft's hand holding the phone trembled, even suspecting that his brother was taking drugs again.

But in terms of words, the elder brother's majesty cannot be abandoned, regardless of whether Sherlock's curiosity was raised, Mycroft's tone was flat, and he said in a nonchalant tone: "Then protect those little discoveries by yourself. I still have a lot to do."

"Important thing? Did you lose weight successfully? Or is your hairline receding again!" Sherlock took a breath and said disdainfully, "You don't want me to get involved in the explosion, at least find someone of the same kind." to pass the time for me. You owe me!"

Mycroft's typing hands rested on the keyboard.Where the cursor was flashing, there happened to be a word—Irene Adler.

"I think there is indeed such a case that can keep you busy for a while..."

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