[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

When the clock on the wall pointed to four o'clock, Mycroft suddenly closed the tome in his hand.Catherine was taken aback by his actions, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Mycroft was looking at her with a half-smile.

A normal person would at least feel a little bit ashamed in such a situation, not to mention being ashamed.But Catherine just smiled happily, made a few mouth shapes, and waved to Mycroft who was not far away from her.

No matter how you look at it, you look very happy.

No matter how you look at it, you still look like a child.

The British government glanced at Catherine with a half-smile, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

Catherine saw that Mycroft was gone, and she hurriedly put the marketing book in her hand on its original position on the shelf. ——The sorting method of this bookshelf is very strange, not according to the first letter, nor the size of the books, and there are no labels on the spine of the books.

Catherine took another look in surprise, guessing that it should be a puzzle game or something.

——If someone tells her at this time, there is a round table meeting behind the bookshelf, and the elderly in these clubs are secretly controlling some existence... It's actually quite interesting to think about it this way.

Forget all those fancy thoughts after drinking.Catherine returned the glass to the tea room. The whiskey in the glass had already been drunk, leaving only a shallow brown bottle bottom. Catherine's face did not turn red because of the alcohol. Her complexion was as usual. She smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

After finishing the finishing work, the little girl walked out of the room in a happy mood.

Unexpectedly, the guide at the door was waiting early, and they took Catherine to another room.

The door opened, and the bodyguard stood at the door, on duty with his chest upright, looking like a soldier standing in front of the queen's gate.Of course, when a knowledgeable person sees the guns and special leather shoes on their waists, they usually can't afford to find fault.

Catherine stepped into the room.She controlled her gaze not to fall on Mycroft in the middle of the room.

In fact.Catherine first observed the environment in the room.

The interior decoration is gorgeous, and the materials on the walls have good sound insulation effect.

——Catherine, who has already experienced the Diogenes Club, doesn't like the layout here very much.The room just now was really quiet, not to mention the sound of a needle falling to the ground, so many people sitting in the room, there was no sound of breathing, and everyone was like a horrible wax figure, lifeless.

"Now I can talk?"

"Of course. This is not a quiet room. But you don't seem to like this club that much."

"I really don't like it very much. You have the atmosphere of a nursing home for the elderly. But you are not pretending to enjoy the atmosphere there. I don't quite understand it."

Mycroft smiled.Catherine was straightforward.So he asked back: "What if it is compared with William's club?"

"It was also a club that was not very reliable. He was always looking for strange things. A lot of people in the club were poor and poor. These people cling to him like vampires. I hate them too."

The moment the club was mentioned, Catherine said the lines she had prepared in advance.This process is not easy, I believe that no one dares to tell, lying in front of Mycroft is an easy thing.

"Is that so?" Mr. Holmes pointed noncommittally at the stool beside the desk in the office: "Why don't we sit down and talk about why you watched me all afternoon?"

"I..." Catherine was taken aback, and she subconsciously refuted Mycroft's words: "Who said I was staring at you all afternoon? If you didn't look at me, how would you know this?" A little."

But Catherine herself couldn't believe it when she said it.Facing Mycroft's half-smile expression, Catherine could only silently shut her mouth.

"Don't talk about it? Why did you suddenly come to me...?" Mycroft put his hands on the table, his ring gleaming under the desk lamp.There were a lot of papers piled up on the desk, and since Moriarty's bombing, McCorroff had rarely had a free time.

Catherine was a little speechless when asked.She struggled for a few seconds, until her gaze fell to the electronic calendar hanging on the wall.This gave her some inspiration.

When Mycroft was not expecting an answer, Catherine suddenly said: "I want to know... It seems that today is Mr. Nolan's death day?"

This topic has shifted very delicately.Mycroft was sure Catherine had nothing to say, but in a way, it was a good topic.

——Untimely, just right.

"Well." Mycroft raised an eyebrow. "It's rare for you to be curious about this. Although I was a small employee at the time, I am happy to provide all the information from my perspective."

"All ears."

— Mr. Nolan is a genuine English gentleman.He was well-bred, graduated from a prestigious school, gentle and considerate, and has no bad habits.The excellent genes inherited from the ancient family gave him a strong body and a handsome face.

Since childhood, Mr. Nolan has been the pride of the family that people look up to.Never encountered setbacks, but never overbearing.

As the first heir of the family, it is Mr. Nolan's inevitable responsibility to be involved in politics.At this time he met Victoria, Catherine's mother.

"Sorry, I might have to interrupt."

"Please speak." Mycroft sent a text message to Cynthia, telling his secretary not to disturb the office for a while.

After sending the text message, Catherine has already asked her question: "I have checked the records at that time through some channels. The name Victoria also gradually became prominent around the time my father entered politics. The families who were well-matched at that time, many The ladies are all well-known, and there are a few of my father's alumni at the same time. Therefore, I don't quite understand why my father fell in love with Victoria...and..."

and Victoria's identity.

Although Catherine didn't want to see her irresponsible biological father, nor did she look down on Victoria's self-interested person who had no family affection, but after reading the information, Catherine had a fundamental question-is Victoria A spy sent by someone?

"I'm sure that only you can find the answer to this question." Mycroft said so, but his gestures all express the connotation of nodding.

Catherine pursed her lips, and continued to listen to Mycroft's articulate words.

Victoria was a child of a middle-class family.Although she has a decent resume, in terms of family heritage, it's not a little bit worse.

Speaking of this, Mycroft looked at Catherine approvingly.The Miss Nolan sitting opposite him inherited Mr. Nolan's calm demeanor, but her long-term experience in the market gave her a thick layer of camouflage.

Catherine Nolan has a very contradictory quality—Victoria's lies mixed with Mr. Nolan's sincerity.She has a talent for playing with people's hearts.

Catherine is still young, but she is already different from the goldfish around her.This difference cannot be concealed or suppressed by William and his like.Catherine will grow into a wonderful person one day.

Mr. Nolan later married.Mycroft highlighted a rather rare point: Victoria had a very close relationship with the prime minister at the time Mr Nolan was dealing with terminal illness.

"The most important... It has been preserved for many years. The only information that can be given to Mr. Nolan's daughter is the photo taken by this satellite."

Mycroft pulled out a few A4-printed photo files from a pile of papers.Catherine took it over and took a look, and she was not very well.

The pixels of this satellite photo still remain at the clarity of more than ten years ago.The exact date is marked on the edge of the photo, and as Mycroft said, the two blurry shadows on the photo are Victoria and the Prime Minister at the time.

Catherine also has some experience in how to distinguish a blurry photo. The first time she saw the photo, she realized what this woman Victoria had done!

"How dare she! How dare she!" Catherine gripped the armrest of the chair tightly, her magic power surged, and she almost lost control, something went wrong.

"Calm down! Nolan!" The portrait in the handbag warned Catherine immediately, and the witch slowly regained her senses amidst the sinister voice of the potions professor.

Some turbulent arrangements in the room returned to their original appearance.After Catherine calmed down, she said dryly, "How dare she... on the lawn with the Prime Minister..." Ye_Join!

"Maybe it's hard to control yourself?" You must know that the prime minister is a handsome man. If he didn't have too little qualifications and didn't guard against stabbing people behind him, re-election is very possible.Mycroft did not think very highly of the Prime Minister.In terms of methods alone, the previous prime ministers combined cannot compare with Fox.

Catherine rubbed her forehead and sighed.

"In the end he was poisoned to death? It's ridiculous. A person who died of poisoning will be considered terminally ill by the outside world. No one has raised any objections for so many years!"

"It's not a smart way to open the coffin for an autopsy, even if you didn't do it yourself... It's a bit beyond the lower limit." Mycroft was still smiling, but his tone had already turned gloomy.

Catherine glanced at Holmes with great interest.Although Mycroft didn't say anything, he respected Mr. Nolan in his heart.

To evaluate a deceased person, in addition to the closing statement of the official store, it is to see what kind of people he made friends with during his lifetime.

Mycroft was fine, and from his recollections Catherine also seemed to see something different from her father.