[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

The car was parked in front of a hotel in a remote location.Catherine hurriedly got out of the car as if there was a beast following her.

I don't know if she ran too hastily, anyway, intentionally or unintentionally - Catherine didn't even remember to take her mobile phone away.

Mycroft did not get out of the car at once.He watched Catherine enter the hotel in a hurry, then ran out of the hotel in a hurry, and got into a taxi parked in front of the hotel with a sharp sound.

The taxi driver started the car.The yellow car slowly withdrew from Mycroft's sight.

"Do you want to follow?" The driver who drove Mycroft glanced at the rearview mirror.He was as quiet as if he didn't exist before.People always don't pay much attention to the driver, and some problems will be mentioned in front of the driver.This industry has been doing well for a long time, and there will always be a bit of ghostly temperament.

But this driver is a confidant brought by Mycroft to assist in official duties - he has received professional training and has a good comprehensive level in all aspects.

"No. Go and park the car. She'll come back when she thinks it through."

McCordford looked away from the window before the driver could speak.He decided to leave Catherine a little leeway, so that she could have time to think.

"Have all the videos captured today been processed?"

"Yes, sir. The street light probe 1 and the traffic probe of each road section have been dealt with. The section of the restaurant has been handed over to the technical department. The room is on the third floor, the third from the left."

The driver watched Mr. Holmes enter the hotel with his iconic little black umbrella.For some reason, the driver was always feeling a little uneasy. He always felt that something was about to happen.But if there is something, it is not even Mr. Holmes who does not know about it.

embrace such trust.The driver slowly drove the car to the parking garage on the edge of the woods behind the hotel.

"You don't seem to be in a good condition with you, Catherine." When the car drove onto the road, Catherine and the driver were relieved.The bald man driving the car turned around and looked at Catherine mockingly.

"No, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about life."

"We paid so much to find you not to think about life. That Mr. Holmes is quite famous...notoriously difficult!"

"But you still managed to get me out of his sight. I knew you were the best, moz." Catherine cheered up and praised moz vigorously.

"Ahem. Alright, what exactly is the deal you're talking about? Can't you just do the famous paintings yourself? It's not very convenient for Neal to come out and talk to you right now."

"I came to you because I didn't want to do it myself, just to take care of your business. I guess you should also do some work for retirement. This industry is not a job for a lifetime."

"Retirement? How can there be so many beginnings and endings? I have been in this industry for so long..." Moz's voice was a little low, but he didn't want to elaborate too much on this topic. Sadness is not suitable for Moz, he said to The rearview mirror said eloquently: "Although a good deal would be too strange to believe..."

"But there's nothing amazing about what happens in the world... Well moz, we all know Thomas Hardy said it, so you don't have to repeat it to me."

"Tell me your commission. I will evaluate whether we can complete this transaction."

"I need you to restore one of Monet's famous paintings - "Haystacks."

"Recently, it's all Monet's work. What happened to the water lily last time? I heard that it was bought by a British actor from the auction house. Don't tell me you have been tossing for so long. A star happy!"

"No, the situation last time was more complicated... this time it was for Sherlock Holmes. I can guarantee your safety. It should not be difficult for Neal to just create a famous painting at home. I listen to It is said that he never gave up on exercising his painting ability when he was in the prison."

Moz gave Catherine a complicated look.He honked the car horn and said seriously, "The deal is done."

Then it's private time. Moz heard the car on the side of the road in a daze, and asked Catherine, "Tell me secretly, are you involved in any emotional entanglements?"

"You know again? Am I being obvious?"

"Of course, Catherine, you don't even know that when you got in the car today, you were a little girl in a panic about falling in love. I'm thankful that you got in the right car. It shouldn't be just a disguise."

Catherine glanced at moz's expert look with distaste.With a smirk, she said to Moz: "Obviously, a guy like you who has no love experience doesn't have the ability to judge." She opened the car door and added: "Thank you for sending me here. I still have something to do. I will bid farewell to you first. After three days, I will collect Neal's work at the designated place, and the money will also be transferred to the account you designated."

Catherine walked into the coffee shop where the car was parked without looking back.All that was left was a poor moz with a curious expression on his chin.

Mycroft's driver drove the car into the garage.The location of this hotel is superior, surrounded by a lot of trees and greenery. Because of the high fees, the guests who come here are all rich people, and the number is not very large.

The Mediterranean style is unique in this area, and the exotic atmosphere and sophisticated interior decoration attract some wealthy people who like to spend time in this area.

Although the driver was also a small executive of mi6 before.But the busy work and rare leisure time made him not choose such a place for vacation.

But this time when I came out with Mr. Holmes, there was not much risk in terms of official business, and the board and lodging were also very relaxed.Although being a driver is a bit overkill, compared with the daily situation of sitting in the office to manage the overall situation and exhausting oneself, the days here are definitely regarded as vacations.

When the driver thought of himself, he had to stay in front of the computer at the same time, facing all kinds of big data with a headache, and his hairline receded because he was worried about the safety of the agents, and he couldn't help showing a small, proud smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, before the smile could recede, a line of blood appeared on his neck.The driver's eyes widened sharply.Something in the air covered his mouth out of thin air.

The driver's hands were also cut behind his back strangely, and the blood on his neck seemed to be blocked by someone, and disappeared out of thin air beyond his neck.

After about 3 minutes, or longer, the driver's movements faded away.He appeared to be completely incapacitated by blood loss, or suffocated by the trachea.

The invisible hands hesitated for a moment.From the rearview mirror, a pair of hands appeared out of thin air, followed by arms, thighs, and the man's face.

There was a common scar on this man's face that ran through most of his face.His hands were also in bad shape, but although they were missing a few fingers, they were still menacing.

The driver struggled again, his coma just now was just showing weakness - the driver also had hundreds of field missions in his early years, climbing from the bottom of the secret service to the top.He knew very well that if there was still no way to deal with the person behind him this time, then he would really die.

There was no one around the garage, and the movements of the two men were only being handled in a small way—to be precise, the two men were caught in a life-and-death struggle.

10 minutes later, one of them opened the car door...

Catherine strode into the café.What's waiting here isn't anyone else, but a chance to get revenge on Victoria.

Catherine knew she shouldn't have traded with Moriarty.But she needs this deal, after all, the object of the deal is Victoria's life, which she has always been very attached to.

Catherine couldn't think of any reason for herself to reject Moriarty's proposal - as long as she didn't expose Moriarty's layout in London during this time, Moriarty would hand over Victoria to Catherine.

Moriarty was the one who contacted Catherine in the last hour before she left London.He sent word to Catherine through Irene Adler.

——There is no doubt, the smart Irene Adler will of course hide herself immediately after being rescued by Sherlock.Catherine entrusted many people, and finally found Irene on a farm on the edge of England.She hid well, but she couldn't stand Catherine looking for her so persistently.

Irene didn't dare to refuse Catherine, after all, Left was already bloodied.Even if the surface is suppressed, the bottom line after killing someone is different after all.

Adler sent word for Moriarty, that is to say—Catherine and Moriarty had met before coming to America.

It didn't matter, Catherine knew what Moriarty was going to do anyway. ——He is not going to do more murder cases, he is just targeting Sherlock, and Sherlock will not die in the end, so no one will be affected...

... Catherine agreed to him.

Even if Mycroft said he liked her, she still had to do this.

This is a road that cannot be turned back, even if she wishes so much in her heart to be able to say to Mycroft in that little black car: "I know, I like you too."

But no, Catherine was not even sure, after she did these things, whether Mycroft would turn around and start suppressing her.

So it's better not to remember this relationship until everything is over.Wait for her to finish all this.

Step up the three flights of stairs to the coffee shop.When stepping on the last section, Catherine put away all her feelings.Victoria was waiting for her, and she would entertain the woman who had given her life.

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It was almost dark when Catherine got back to the hotel.Mycroft didn't know what kind of mentality it was, he only booked a presidential suite, and he didn't mean to explain the problem to Catherine.It's not just one room anyway.

Catherine changed into a bathrobe.After ordering a glass of red wine, Mycroft was not in the room, so Catherine walked to the balcony holding the glass of wine.

Mycroft was already there.He was facing the sunset in the sky. Tonight's sunset was just right, and the view from the balcony was wide enough. The sky looked like a huge palette.The gloom in Catherine's heart slowly dissipated, and she was sure that this was the most beautiful scenery she had ever seen.Not just because of a perfect weather and a comfortable hotel.

——Also because that man is also the scenery in her eyes.Mycroft turned back, and he smiled gently at Catherine.