Yun Zhao of Fast Travel

When Yun Zhao and Sherlock arrived at mi6, McCoff was already waiting.

Sherlock looked at the dinner plate on the table, curled his lips, and then looked at Yun Zhao, who was already sitting as gracefully and politely as Mycroft, and Sherlock sat down as well with a sigh.

"Sherlock, do you want to go to the United States with Yun?" After eating, Mycroft wiped the corners of his mouth and raised his eyes to ask.

"No." Sherlock put down his knife and fork and grinned, "I'm very interested in the latest suicide case."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows and took a sip of white water, "The suicide case shouldn't take long, are you sure you don't want to go?"

Sherlock shook his head, "No."

"Okay," Mycroft obviously knew Sherlock very well, and also knew the relationship between him and Yun Zhao very well, so it was not surprising that Sherlock would make this choice.

"It seems that I'm the only one going to America." Yun Zhao said with a smile on his right hand, "Maybe I can bring back something you like, such as..."

"Okay, Yun." Mycroft interrupted Yun Zhao in time, and he couldn't imagine what Yun Zhao would say next.

Yun Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, but didn't say any more.

When he returned from a mission last time, he brought back Chinese fermented bean curd for Mycroft and Sherlock, which almost destroyed most of their knowledge of Chinese food.

The Sherlock Holmes brothers who don't know how to appreciate Chinese food!

Yun Zhao sighed, and got up to leave. After all, he was going to leave tomorrow, but he really didn't have much time for this awkward pair of brothers, especially since their next conversation would be very unnutritious.

After watching Yun Zhao walk out, Mycroft and Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, but Sherlock's performance was more obvious.Only at this time, the two brothers will have such a consistent performance.

As a person who can communicate with the Sherlock Holmes brothers without even falling behind, Yun Zhao's wicked taste also tortured the two brothers.

No one likes things that are out of their control, especially for the two brothers.

"Are you going back?" Anthea originally lowered her head and held her mobile phone with fast fingers, but when she heard the movement, she raised her head and looked at Yunzhao.

"Yes, Anthea, don't you wish me a smooth journey because I'm about to leave?" Yun Zhao put on his gloves, picked up the cane and umbrella that were put aside, and looked at the drizzle outside again, sighing involuntarily. Take a breath.

He has existed in multiple worlds, and the weather in England is the one he can't stand the most.

"Good luck!" Anthea obviously didn't want to talk to Yun Zhaoduo, so she lowered her head and flicked her fingers on the phone again.

Yun Zhao smiled, held up his umbrella and opened the door to leave.

He lived not far from here, and it was only a ten-minute walk.Because of the drizzle, the lights of the street lamps were a bit blurry, Yun Zhao sighed again, he hated the dark.

"Yunqi, do you think the weather in England can still be changed?" Yun Zhao didn't speak, but asked silently in his heart.

"Sir, please stop this kind of thinking. You can't use power beyond the limit of this world, otherwise you will be rejected." A slightly mechanical voice sounded in Yun Zhao's mind, but it was not difficult to hear it. Helpless tone.

"Understood, how is the progress there?" Yun Zhao avoided a speeding taxi, looked at the mud spots splashed on the bottom of his trousers, and was silent for a while. He was obviously a little unhappy about having to do the laundry.

"90% has been detected, and it's almost done." Yun Qi glanced at his database, this world is already considered pretty good, although he feels that this world may not be able to successfully form a spontaneous world, but it is only a thread away.

"Let me know when you're done." Yun Zhao moved to the side of the road again, so as not to be splashed with mud by passing vehicles.

"Okay, sir." Yun Qi fell silent until Yun Zhao walked to the door of the house, and when he opened the door, Yun Qi suddenly asked again, "Sir, do you still stay in this world?"

"Of course, you know, I cherish every second of my time, especially I am very satisfied with my current life." Yun Zhao hung up his coat, walked into the home where he had lived for nearly five years, and collapsed on the sofa, "Yun Xi, to be honest, I am very grateful that you chose me back then, even though you were always strict at first."

"..." Yun Qi dared to say that if he had a body, he would be blushing now.

When he first started looking for a host as a system, he met Yun Zhao, who was dying. At that time, he was just a system, and he didn't have his own thoughts and emotions like now.

At that time, he only regarded Yun Zhao as a host, as a host that he didn't need, instead of seeing Yun Zhao as his partner and partner like now.

"I guess, Yun Qi, you must be shy!" Yun Zhao's smiling words made Yun Qi explode instantly, and he felt that his data flow was a bit disordered.

Yun Qi fell silent and stopped talking to Yun Zhao.Yun Zhao smiled happily with his eyes bent, and it took a long time before he went to the bedroom with a glass of red wine.

Early the next morning, Yun Zhao took the salute prepared by McCoff to the airport and flew to the United States.

The United States is completely different from the United Kingdom. Yun Zhao squinted his eyes as soon as he got off the plane, and the soft sunlight made Yun Zhao's mood soar.

"Well, after your test is completed, we really should leave the UK." Yun Zhao said to Yun Qi in his heart, and Yun Qi silently watched his data flow without speaking.

"Are you Mr. Yun?" A burly man about 1.9 meters tall was standing at the airport in a black suit, holding a big sign with a big "yun" in his hand.

Yun Zhao glanced at it, and decided not to pay attention to who wrote that ugly "yun" in the sky. It's a shame to take out this handwriting and write it on the sign!

"I am." Yun Zhao nodded, smiling at the big man with crooked eyes.

"Hi, I'm Qiao. I was sent by Mr. Wen to pick you up." The big man looked at Yun Zhao's delicate face with a gentle look, his eyes drifted slightly.

"Oh, Mr. Wen, let's go." Yun Zhao watched his small suitcase being taken by the big man, and looked at the big man with an even brighter smile.

The big man's eyes drifted away again, looking at him, Yun Zhao narrowed his eyes and happily followed behind him, looking very well-behaved, not like a 30-year-old man at all.

The big man drove him all the way out of the city, and stopped when he reached a mansion on the outskirts of the city, "Mr. Yun, Mr. Wen is waiting for you inside, please follow me."

Yun Zhao nodded, and followed the big man into the room, where an old man with a cane was waiting for him, "Why is it so late?"

The big man put down his luggage and was about to speak when Yun Zhao interrupted him. He sat opposite the old man unceremoniously, curled his lips, "Why is it so late, you went to check my itinerary again."

A little anger appeared on the old man's face, and he tapped his cane on the ground, "You bastard, you didn't say anything when you came back, what's the matter, is this going to pass through the house and not enter?"

Yun Zhao leaned on the sofa and stretched lazily, "I'm so tired after sitting on the plane for so long!"

"You brat." The anger on the old man's face dissipated little by little. He really owed this little grandson in his previous life. He turned his head and waved to the big man standing beside him, "Go, ask Mary to make some for him. entrance."

"Yes, sir." The big man nodded, turned to leave, and looked at Yun Zhao who was slumped on the sofa before leaving, his ears were a little red.It turned out that this was Mr. Wen's grandson who was only famous and never met. He was really good-looking, and he didn't look like Mr. Wen at all.

The old man looked at Yun Zhao, tapped his leg with his cane, and reprimanded him lightly, "What does he look like? I have been to England for a few years, and I forgot about etiquette."

"Grandpa, I'm really tired. I just came back after accepting the mission this time." Yun Zhao was still sitting, but was knocked by the old man, and he lay down on the sofa directly, covering his eyes with his arms, " Besides, Grandpa, you called me back."

The old man glanced at him with a headache. His grandson is good in everything. Since he was a child, he has made him face in front of a group of old friends, and he just loves to fight against him.

At the beginning, he asked this brat to study management, but he chose to study physics without telling him.That's all, anyway, don't waste his good brains.But later he let this brat inherit the family business, and he joined mi6 in the UK as an overseas Chinese in the United States.

What are these things!

"Grandpa, don't worry about it. My big brother is responsible for the family affairs. The big brother is so good, so you can rest well." Yun Zhao looked up at his grandfather's wrinkled face, and sighed, " Besides, grandpa, you agreed to my grandpa to give me the surname Yun, and I will inherit the property of the Wen family with the surname Yun, so you are not afraid that the shareholders will fall out."

"They dare!" As soon as the old man knocked on the ground, he was obviously very angry that someone might say something bad about his grandson.

Probably it is really impossible to tell people behind their backs. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard someone coming in from outside the door, "Young master, you are here."

"Well, I heard that Xiaoyun is back." A thick male voice came from outside the door, and Yun Zhao picked up the pillow on the sofa and covered his face.

Brother, I know you have loved me deeply since you were a child, but can you please stop calling me Xiaoyun!

"Yes, young master, young master is back."

After these words fell, a handsome man walked in, and it was completely unimaginable that the deep voice was made by him.

"Brother, good evening." Yun Zhao peeked out two eyes from behind the pillow, looking at the man clearly.

"Grandpa, Xiaoyun, good evening."

Wen Qining sat down next to Yun Zhao with a blank expression, stretched out his hand and snorted to stroke his hair, and rubbed his hair like a chicken coop.Probably because of a guilty conscience, I straightened it out for him little by little.

Yun Zhao kept his dead fish eyes open the whole time and remained motionless.

How painful and sweet it is to have a brother who is controlled by a younger brother!