[Comprehensive British and American] Liaison Officer Daily

Tony's eyes widened, and he even wanted to sit up regardless of his poor ribs: "This is impossible... Is this true? Where does he live, 221B Baker Street, right? Oh, this damn rib!" He said angrily Give up struggling, and complained, "I still want to meet his real person!"

His performance was exactly the same as that of Sharon who just found out that the man lying in the operating room was the real Iron Man, making Sharon a little confused: "Wait a minute, what are you talking about? Is he such a famous person?"

Nunnally thinks this is very interesting: "Yes, just like our world is a comic that revolves around superheroes here, your Sherlock Holmes is also a very famous literary character in our world."

Tony interjected vigilantly: "Why is our world a cartoon... just an operation, what did I miss?"

Sharon looked at Tony, who was tied up like a mummy, and his eyes were full of heart: what a strong and manly Iron Man!Such a major operation was actually talked about by him as if it was just a trip to the bathroom!Oh, the live-action version of Iron Man is so handsome prpprprprprr...

Sharon's fiery eyes licked Tony's body from hair to toes, as if she wanted to burn the Iron Man in front of her into her mind with her gaze.Without waiting for Nunnally to say anything, Sharon carefully explained to Tony what happened just now, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and then continued to stare at Tony with eyes full of love.

Nunnally looked at Sharon's eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, and turned her head to look at the raped Tony with an indescribable expression on her face, but she saw the expression of the other party's natural enjoyment of admiration.

Nunnally: ...

Nunnally: I really don't know what this guy is doing here.He didn't do anything, and threw himself to the hospital when he came up, and he was still flirting with girls here.

Tease your grandpa and sister.

Nun Nali suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, she reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth, and said with a smirk: "Well, let me go to Baker Street to contact the central figure of this world to see if there are any clues to leave. I don’t know Sharon, can you take care of Tony for me?”

Sharon was shaken all over, turned her head suddenly, stared at Nunnally with wide eyes as if hit on the head by tens of billions of lottery tickets, waved her hands flushed and shouted excitedly: "Oh, my God! My God! ! This must be possible!"

"What?" Tony protested in vain on the bed: "No! Take me with you!"

Nunnally: "Oh."

Leaving a smirk behind, Nunnally turned and left the room without delay at all, leaving Tony, who was teasing her, behind.

Lying on the bed immobile, Tony wondered: Can this be my fault?What have I done, how wronged I am.

What kind of June flying vinegar is this eating!

Thinking about it, Tony froze for a moment: flying vinegar?Hell, why would I think Nunnally would be jealous?I'm afraid it's really too much anesthetic...

Tony rolled his eyes at himself.

Tony's regret that he could not see Holmes in real life was quickly dispelled.

Of course, this is not to say that his curiosity about Holmes was dispelled after only a few hours of fan girl bragging, but that the real Holmes approached him on his own initiative.

—the older one.

When Sharon politely asked if the other party needed to eat fruit, two tall men in black walked into the ward.

Sharon immediately stood up and stood in front of Tony: "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

The man in black showed no expression on his face: "Please ask this unknown gentleman to come with us."

Tony raised his eyebrows: "If your eyes are still working, you should be able to tell that I can't 'walk' with you now."

Sharon frowned worriedly, trying to cover Tony behind her with her slender body: "Don't mess around, be careful, I'll call the police!"

The man in black silently waved to the back, and two more people came in carrying a stretcher, and they were about to take Tony away.

Before Tony could say anything, Sharon jumped on him screaming, "Go away you bastards! Let go of your hands! That's Iron Man!"

The man in black looked down at Sharon punching and kicking him speechlessly, and then put her two thin arms aside in a nonchalant way: "Don't make unnecessary resistance, we have no malicious intentions."

"Fuck you, you don't have any malicious intentions!" Sharon rushed forward without hesitation, not caring at all that there were four burly men standing around her like iron towers, "If you want to touch Iron Man, you must walk over my corpse! "

Even the man in black was shocked by the words, and Sharon's flirting legs and eye-gouging hands were too much for him to ignore.He had no choice but to stretch out his hand to restrain Sharon, and told the rest of the people to move faster: "Miss Sharon, please rest assured that we will not do anything to this gentleman that endangers his personal safety. We just need him to cooperate with us to do some talking work .”

Tony could see that the man in black was telling the truth, so he didn't resist, but advised the little fan who claimed to protect himself with his life to relax and do what he should do.

With tears in her eyes, Sharon said, "No! You evil lackeys who take advantage of others! I will never allow you to hurt Iron Man in front of my eyes!"

However, her proclamation was useless, and the rest of the people moved Tony to the stretcher quickly, without even making Tony feel any discomfort. He still had time to talk to the little fans: "Remember to leave me in a while Tell Nunnally about the matter, otherwise she might be terrified if she doesn't see me when she comes back."

Iron Man was complacent for a while, and then he was sent to a black car.

The man in black silently watched his companion prepare everything, and then said to Sharon: "...if you are sick, you should go to see him. Don't hide your illness from the doctor. Iron Man doesn't exist, so go see a psychiatrist." He said After that, he let go of his hand, and went out through the window with agility.

Sharon stood anxiously in front of the window of the third-floor ward, and could only yell loudly for them to come back to no avail, and watched Iron Man, who hadn't warmed up yet, leave the hospital in a low-key black car.

The little black car was driving very slowly and stably. It seemed that the driver took into account Tony's injury, so he intentionally controlled the car so that it would not bump.After noticing this, Tony felt more comfortable lying in the back seat of the car, and he even had the leisure to talk to these men in black with watery faces—although no one paid attention to him.

It's nothing.Tony thought amusedly.I don’t know how many times I’ve been kidnapped since I’ve lived so long, but even I escaped in Afghanistan and even made the Mark Armor. What else can change my color?

Ten minutes later, Tony, who was staring at the tall and thin man beside him in a hidden and dilapidated building, turned pale with fright: This is not true, this is Mycroft Holmes?

This Mr. Holmes, who dropped the bombshell in a flat tone, has a handsome face that is completely different from the description in the novel. His hair is well-groomed and his suit is well-fitting, revealing his slender and tall figure. undoubtedly.The indifferent complexion and cold eyes made Holmes look particularly distant, with a sense of condescension and oppression.

Of course, Tony didn't change his face because of this sense of oppression. His main focus was: this Mycroft is not fat at all! ?

Tony compared the phrases describing Mycroft stored in his mind, and his eyes drifted to the other's abdomen involuntarily.

The only criterion for testing fat and thin is the small belly.Tony, the belly specialist, looked at Mycroft viciously.

Standing with a black umbrella, Mycroft, who is very British and gentlemanly, changed his posture calmly, and secretly tucked in his belly.

Tony immediately gave the other party a knowing look.

Obviously everyone is fat together.

Mycroft casually played with the black umbrella in his hand: "Tell me, your name." The eldest son of the Holmes family showed a polite and indifferent smile, "But don't try to lie, sir."

Tony had no intention of concealing his identity at all: "I'm Tony, Tony Stark."

He waved the only finger that could move all over his body slightly: "Iron Man? Have you heard?"

Tony's hazel eyes stared at the stable Big Holmes with great interest, wondering how Big Holmes would react after hearing such an answer.

Unexpectedly, Mycroft accepted this statement easily, which surprised Tony very much—after all, according to the setting of a highly logical detective novel like Sherlock Holmes, neither Holmes, big or small, should be People who will so easily believe such an explanation beyond common sense.He originally thought that Mycroft would conduct deductive reasoning on him, and then he would not believe the conclusion he had drawn!

But if Mycroft was shocked by that simplicity, it wouldn't be the Holmes that fascinated him.

Mycroft leaned on the umbrella and stood upright without moving, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows. His expression was very stable, and he just nodded slightly to signal him to continue talking, without any surprised expression on his face.

"Do you believe me? I thought everyone here would be entangled with me. Tony Stark is a character in a comic. I can't be the topic of Tony Stark." Tony said resentfully, Obviously, the doctors had had a heated debate with him on this topic on the operating table before.

Doctors: No, we saw this patient who had a broken rib and was anesthetized and was still arguing with us, he was too shocked to speak, okay?

It's really a professional cosplay, it's almost life-supporting character design.The doctors thought admiringly.

Tony was very interested: "Is this the result of your reasoning?"

Mycroft said flatly, "No, I have surveillance footage of you falling from the sky."

And this shot was not discovered by him.

Ever since Dr. Watson started living with his stubborn and troublesome little brother, he began to closely monitor John's whereabouts, and of course the monitoring content also included investigating all the people John had come into contact with.Today, when he was sipping tea leisurely in his office, a subordinate suddenly reported that one of the patients Dr. John came into contact with had a social security card number that did not match his own, and attached the surveillance footage of the unknown Mr. and Mrs. Unknown falling from the sky.

The British government immediately started to move, and he asked his subordinates to invite the two unknown visitors to the front for some friendly consultations.When he sent a team of agents to the hospital to "please" Tony, another team was already waiting in front of his brother's house, waiting for the unknown lady to get off the car.

And this time-

"Another unknown lady should be here soon." Mycroft turned around slowly and walked to the chair placed abruptly in the middle of the dilapidated hall, sat down firmly, looked at Tony quietly, with calm and sharp eyes Gives a silent pressure.