Is boyfriend the dark knight today? [Comprehensive British and American]

"Love, to me—" he paused, "is nothing."

The siren was silent, and the original slight breathing sound suddenly became clear.

Dawn looked sideways.From the moment he guessed that the other party took the task of kidnapping him for love, he realized that love must be one of the weaknesses of this female mercenary.But because of a simple sentence, the other party's reaction was so intense that he couldn't control his emotions-this was beyond his expectation.

The reason why top mercenaries are particularly difficult is because they have faced countless complicated situations and can judge the situation calmly at any time.Those mercenaries who can be easily shaken will usually die in the mission long before they grow up.

In this situation, even Dawn can only sigh that the other party is very affectionate.

But the siren's opening is his opportunity.

The question the woman asked before was clear 'what is love to a man like you'.From this sentence alone, and the siren's reaction after receiving the answer, Dawn can simply judge that the person she likes is probably someone with a similar status to himself—no, that's not accurate, the upper class is in the In the eyes of the mercenaries, the gap is not that big, but at least he can be sure that that person will not be an ordinary person, and will have a certain power in his hands.

This range has been reduced a lot.After all, no matter how many people there are in a family, the power is only in the hands of a small number of people, and the other party still has interests involved with himself——

Dawn turned around in his mind, trying to find the identity of the person behind the scenes.

But he excluded the people in his heart one by one, and he never thought that any competitor would kidnap him at this time.You must know that he was simply traveling in the mountains and rivers in the previous month, and all the management and business decisions of the Dawn family were left to Solan.Even if he is kidnapped, it stands to reason that it is impossible to affect anyone.

Unless...the other party wants to use him to threaten Solan.

This reason was even more ridiculous than what he had speculated before, and was almost instantly forgotten by the man.

For a moment, the siren calmed down.She knew that the question she blurted out might reveal some information, but she had no way to regret it.Her eyes, which had been pouring into the corner, turned to Dawn, and her eyes showed a little charm, which was very much like the creature described by her code name.

"Has Mr. Dawn ever liked anyone?"

The woman's low and hoarse voice was careless, as if she was asking casually, but also seemed to carry some kind of ambiguous hint.

the person I like--

"Of course I have someone I like." He said softly, raising his eyes to look at Siren, "but love is not that simple, miss."

"Love is a game of intrigue, there is no benefit in giving your heart first, and it's easy-" He paused, his voice low as if he was talking to himself, "It's a crushing defeat."

The siren couldn't tell whether this sentence was from Dawn's heart, or whether the man was taking the opportunity to warn himself, and the corner of his mouth was about to sneer.

"But I won't lose."

……

Sherlock said 'no' confidently, which made Bruce stunned for a moment.

He looked carefully at Sherlock's expression, but he still couldn't tell whether the other party really didn't have any thoughts at all, or whether he was not sure of his own speculation and therefore reserved his opinion.Sherlock let him watch calmly, without any intention of changing his words.

Now it's Bruce who can't figure out what the other party is doing when he asks him out.It's impossible to just say those things that were not finished at the auction, right?

He looked up and down the long-faced detective sitting opposite him, but he didn't see that the other party would have such naive thoughts.After thinking about it, Bruce could only attribute the matter to the fact that the other party had guessed but was not sure, and asked himself out to observe further.

Suddenly, the young detective glanced out of the road, as if he saw something, with a predictable smile on his lips.Sherlock looked back and turned to Bruce: "If I have any new ideas, I will contact you again, Bruce. But now—" He glanced outside again.

"Let me go first."

Regardless of why he had brought Bruce here, Sherlock clearly didn't intend to stay any longer.

He stood up from behind the table, pulled the collar of the windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, and suddenly remembered something: "That's right."

The other party's voice was still as fast as Gatling fired: "The person you want to find is not in Florence recently. If you are in a hurry, find a way to find a cruise ship near 19 north latitude and 36 west longitude. There you You can probably find the person you want to meet."

"And, you're welcome." He opened the door of the coffee shop and smiled back at Bruce.

The words Sherlock left behind were really endless, making it difficult for people to tell who he was referring to.

Bruce sat there and thought for a while, thinking that the person Sherlock mentioned was more likely to be Evelyn, Clarion's regular customer.After all, Bruce attended the auction just to find Evelyn, so he met Sherlock.

It shouldn't be particularly difficult for Sherlock to deduce that he is looking for Evelyn.But there was no reason for the other party to know about the connection between Bruce and Clarion.

But according to the information Bruce received before, Evelyn was still in Florence three days ago.Seeing what Sherlock meant, he had already left the city long ago...

Latitude 19 north, longitude 36 west is roughly somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean.

There is no trace of Clarion now, and Evelyn is his only clue so far.But the distance is too far, he has no way to go to that place, and it is difficult to find a suitable reason to enter the other party's cruise ship.

Bruce pondered for a moment, but decided to give up this opportunity.Anyway, Evelyn's base camp is in Florence, and he will always want to return to this city.

After making up his mind, he stood up and prepared to leave.

A familiar car was parked outside the window.

This made Bruce pull the door slightly.He frowned, and took a closer look through the glass door of the coffee shop. The black Audi was simple, low-key, and common, but it was indeed the one that Dawn's subordinates had sent to pick him up.

As Sherlock said before, Dawn's subordinates have been quite contemptuous of him.And just last Sunday, the day after the auction, the other party had already euphemistically stated that the car was used for other purposes, and there was no way to provide pick-up service for Bruce.

This is of course an excuse, but the other party's unwillingness to provide him with convenience is clearly expressed.In any case, the presence of this car here at this time is quite suspicious.

It is also unknown how long the car has been parked outside.

After a brief pause, Bruce walked over.

The car door pops open as he approaches, like it's really just there to pick up Bruce.

The man lowered his head and quickly looked inside the car.There was no one else except the driver, making it hard to figure out what the other party was trying to do.

After a little hesitation, Bruce decided to stay the same, and opened the car door to get in.

Just then, the cell phone in his pocket rang.Bruce's movement of getting into the car stopped suddenly.

He looked at his phone, retracted his half-stretched legs, gestured to the driver, and stood on the side of the road to answer the phone.

The author has something to say:

Hey, I was suddenly talking about Clark in it last night [Rival in love!Draw the knife! ] reminded me that yesterday was Bruce's birthday...

emmm so today is belated happy birthday and belated day five plus more orz

I'm sorry, I never realized that the master still has a birthday... In my impression, Brucey was probably born of a bat [cover face]