[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

Fortunately, Mycroft just glanced at Catherine, and thoughtfully did not ask this question.

What follows is always ironic.For example, the cheering onlookers, someone was recording a video with a mobile phone, and finally the police arrived too late to arrest the perpetrator.

Mycroft and Catherine were to be left behind to take notes, but Holmes evidently had some special papers, and he walked around talking to the sheriff.

Catherine took advantage of this time to find a bystander who had just taken back her phone.Catherine put on a begging expression that she hadn't used for a long time, and whispered to the young man in a t-shirt student dress: "Can you share the video you recorded with me? This is a friend of mine... "

In order to increase persuasion, Catherine spent a lot of effort.She put on an expression of unrequited love, but Mycroft's actions just now looked very handsome.

The student glanced at Catherine with some hesitation, he was already a little moved.It's just that the traffic required to transmit the data made him hesitate.

"I can turn on the hotspot for you, please." Catherine added more strength, and looked at the young relative with folded hands.In the end, she got the video she wanted.

This simple meal was somewhat thrilling, and the end was caught off guard and extremely hasty.Catherine waited for a while, and they didn't walk out of the restaurant until McCulloft finished negotiating with the sheriff.

"What's wrong with Harvard. I thought they've been hacked enough." Catherine shrugged and explained somewhat far-fetchedly, "It's impossible for these resources to spread on the Internet anyway. I keep a private copy." Does it matter?"

"that is it?"

"If I show it to Sherlock and Dr. Watson, they will be very surprised at your skills." Mycroft opened the car door for Catherine, and Catherine got inside while teasing the man beside her.

And because of such gloating, her head almost hit the roof of the car.

Fortunately, Mycroft blocked the car frame with his hand first, and Catherine just pushed his hand out of excitement, but did not hit him.

Catherine, who was sitting in the car, had nothing to do and stared at the scenery outside the window for a while.She has also briefly stayed in the United States before.However, she spends most of her time getting to know friends and art dealers—the art market in the United States has a lot of room, and the intricate and healthy competition of forces has also brought some good opportunities to Catherine.

Because it is so boring.Catherine took out the video that the student had sent him just now, and was going to watch it again.

In all fairness, many of the onlookers took out their mobile phones.The common problem brought about by the information age is that no matter whether the theft caused a tragedy or a heroic legend, it is a matter of relish for the onlookers.The reason why Catherine chose that male student was not only because he was a peer of the same age who was easier to negotiate with. He stood in a good position at the time and should be able to produce good results.

Although Mycroft already knew that Catherine took the video from someone else.Judging from his reaction, it should be regarded as his acquiescence.But when Catherine really watched it, she was somewhat guilty.

She then turned the car smoothly, made a slight sideways move, and then turned on the video in a self-deceiving manner.

The screen of the mobile phone shook for a while. It seemed that this person had been filming for a long time, and someone in the crowd could still hear shouting to report the crime.After a sound of clothes rubbing against the phone, the camera showed Catherine being held by a woman.

I don't know what the student who took the video thought.He probably discovered that Catherine had a companion, and at this time his camera would occasionally pass by Mycroft.

From a third-party perspective, Catherine found that Mycroft's reaction was not as irrelevant as she thought.He has been paying attention to the development of the matter from the very beginning, and has no intention of watching in a low-key manner.This man has always stood by Catherine's side, so that others can tell at a glance that he is Catherine's companion.

When he saw that Catherine couldn't break free, Mycroft had already strode towards the thief.

The scene then shifted to Holmes.He didn't bring any offensive weapons when he went out this time.Simply the thief did not.He took out the fruit knife that had startled Catherine, but McCulloft was unfazed.

Mr. Holmes calmly performed an empty-handed knives in front of the public. His movements were nimble, and the first movement neatly grabbed the opponent's wrist. The movement of one push and one push looked a bit like a woman's wolf defense technique. .But Catherine is sure that Mycroft's movements are much more advanced, from strength to control are impeccable.

Catherine couldn't help but go back and watch it again... and then again.

She saw her expression at that time in a few shaken shots-that is, the expression of nervousness and worry was more serious than she imagined.Even her complexion changed.

"How many times do you want to go back and watch?" Mycroft's voice suddenly appeared in Catherine's ear.

Catherine was taken aback.She subconsciously wants to take back the phone.But this phone is not the previous Nokia, and Catherine is not very comfortable with it.She just slipped her hand and dropped the phone on the ground.

"Don't drop your phone. I've seen it all."

Catherine felt that her face must be a little red.She asked curiously: "Have you practiced before? I thought your spare time exercise was just running."

"Amateur exercise?" Mycroft looked back at Catherine with a half-smile. He was not very satisfied with Catherine's wording.

"As far as I know, you were pinned on the door panel by Sherlock...the kind with your hands pinned behind your back. It is said to be quite miserable." Catherine debunked the emphasis of the man beside her without changing her expression.There were only a few people around when it happened, and Catherine saw it through the golden retriever's perspective during one of Mrs Hudson's dog walks.

The existence of the golden retriever is a powerful monitoring facility for Catherine.It's as if Sherlock likes to hire homeless people, Mycroft likes mi6, Catherine will occasionally get some information from stray cats and dogs on the street.

Agents are the easiest to be discovered, homeless people also have a chance of being exposed, and animals are the safest.Although the authorities have always been afraid of some abilities of wizards, their defense measures are not very good.

Catherine successfully brought the topic back to normal.

But she was still conflicted. ——It was as if two emotions had split in her heart, one was constantly emphasizing that she had a lot of things to do, and she shouldn't indulge in this kind of empty and unverifiable emotion.Another thought was telling Catherine that if she missed this time, when she actually killed the people who deserved to be killed, she and Mycroft would never be possible.

Heh, but this kind of proposition of reason and emotion should not be the problem of thinking now.

"You know about it... yes, you can always exceed my expectations." Mycroft was very tolerant towards Catherine during this trip.But the problem lies in his tolerance, just out of London, his attitude has changed so much, which in itself is very disobedient.

Catherine always feels like she is enjoying the last sweetness before death, but there is another inference in her subconscious, maybe this man is really the same as Mrs. Holmes and Harry said... I like it... No, I shouldn't Think too much.

It's dangerous!

"So what routine did you learn? Sanda or Muay Thai? Please don't tell me it's Chinese Kung Fu."

"I learned a little from random people, but I am indeed learning Sanda systematically, can you tell?"

"Obviously, you cleverly tricked Sherlock. Your muscular lines are covered by this tailored suit. I can't see any clues." Her knowledge of Mycroft's physical fitness still remained. On the fat man who 'lucky' lost weight.

"Hmm." Mr. Holmes snorted a little arrogantly.Catherine's scalp was a little numb when he called her, and what was even more frightening was that Catherine understood what he meant.

"Okay. My basic deductive law is not very good. You can't ask everyone to have a strong reasoning ability like your brother, can you? My talent may not be here."

Catherine herself was a little guilty.But it's useless for her to learn these things.Catherine fixed two possibilities for her future—revenge completed, or still in the process of revenge.

No matter which one it is, it seems that it is already a mechanical repetitive movement. Catherine does not need to learn any complicated reasoning knowledge. She only needs to find someone and kill them.

This is what a killer should do, this is what she wants to do now, this is what she must do.

"You should be more serious... After all, you are different." Holmes' words made Catherine's heart skip a beat.Many people have said this to her, but this time, she really has a feeling that a catastrophe is imminent.

—Please stop talking.

"Among the people I have met, your thinking ability is very strong. You are also very adaptable to the environment. As long as you overcome a little difficulty, you can go further."

—Stop talking!

"Although you are the daughter of Mr. Nolan, he also entrusted you to me. But I have not participated in your past life. This means that in terms of identity, we are equal, and you don't need to treat me as an opponent Or elders."

——Really don’t go on talking!

A thin layer of sweat broke out in Catherine's hand holding the phone.She can almost completely predict what the man next to her will say next.She felt that she should interrupt the man and end this terrible process.

Catherine did speak: "I..."

But Mycroft interrupted her.He met Catherine's eyes seriously.When you lowered your voice and said this sentence, it was as if a glass bead fell on the concrete floor. You thought it would make a crisp sound, but the fact is that the crystal clear silica material shattered into pieces, refracting Out of broken light--

—Mycroft's words are very light, saying: "You know I like you."