The next day, Daisy swore she had never thanked Moriarty so much.

Thanks to the Prince of Crime, she finally met Mycroft.Otherwise, I really have to find a way to sneak into Buckingham Palace or the Diogenes Club.

McCauf came just for the "election of a new prime minister".

Originally, everything was in his plan, but Moriarty was killed at this juncture.

Mycroft stood silently in the apartment that had obviously been tidied up. He just stood quietly, exuding an aura of dominance from top to bottom.

Sherlock really wanted to cover those nympho eyes.

That look was so hot that it completely interfered with his operation in the memory palace.

McCoff would not have failed to notice.

He has no "emotions" and dislikes human interaction, but he can still get along well with his colleagues.Naturally, Mycroft was able to communicate with Daisy peacefully, and even asked "concerned" about her wound healing.

However, no matter in terms of tone or attitude, they maintained just the right distance.

Daisy was not discouraged.

Help them solve their immediate troubles first.

But Mycroft didn't expect to ask her for help. The British government was so cautious that he never used any outsourcing team because he hated the feeling of being out of control, let alone Daisy, who had had a relationship with Moriarty.

In summary, Mycroft sympathizes with Daisy's experience, but still has doubts about her.

Daisy said directly: "No one knows the server of Moriarty's criminal empire better than me."

What's more, she still has a secret weapon.

Just like the [self-healing] ability obtained in the mutant copy, as a reward for the last mission, she obtained [hacker vision].

This is a selective see-through function. After the hacker vision is activated, she can unimpededly find all electronic devices that can be hacked within a certain range and black them out in seconds. At the same time, she can also see the red data stream that ordinary people cannot see, which helps She breaks into various server towers or server hot aisles etc. more quickly.

In the end, Daisy joins them as the detective's assistant, against Mycroft's disapproval.

It has to be said that Sherlock and Mycroft teamed up to solve the problem in an invincible speed.

The Holmes group fought back beautifully in a politician's way.

In order to prevent future troubles, the plan to completely eradicate the [Smart City System] is soon on the agenda. The most direct way is to destroy Moriarty's main server and backup server.

First, it's Sherlock who draws and diverts Moriarty's attention.

In the communication headset, when Daisy heard a familiar voice, her heart trembled reflexively.

She took a deep breath, and waited until she calmed down completely before hacking into the closed-circuit terminal and sneaking into the center of the computer room of the criminal empire.

Sherlock could almost imagine Daisy killing the security guards, but he couldn't quite imagine them.

Because her speed is too fast.

"Shutdown program running, 10%... 90, 100, off."

"Found the access key... found it."

"Hacking the network... that's it."

"Destroy the main server, over."

"Destroy the backup server and the main generator... Sherlock, I've got it all done."

Sherlock: ...

McCoff: ...

MI[-] is sincerely recruiting, and positions are open.

In the server hot aisle with a height of more than 10 meters and a temperature of 50 degrees Celsius, Daisy bent herself at 90 degrees and got stuck between two rows of machines.Because of the flashlight in her mouth, her voice is soft and cute.

Just as she quickly put away the computer and was about to climb out, Moriarty's voice came from the communication channel: "Are you getting along well with my little jellybean?"

Daisy was so scared that she almost fell from a height of more than ten meters.

Obviously, Sherlock and Moriarty were standing almost face to face at this time, and she listened to the voice that made her hair stand on end, obviously speaking next to the communication headset.

Moriarty even said in a strange way: "The server is too hot, don't heat yourself up, little fudge."

Heck.

No matter how many times she experienced it, the other party's terrifying predictive ability always made her shut up on the spot.

Daisy left the building at an even faster pace.

Unexpectedly, McCoff picked her up in person.

The lengthened Lincoln galloped all the way on the silent road, and the invisible drone that Daisy put into the engine room finally flew back and flew into the car along the window.

"Bat drone? Good equipment." Mycroft glanced at Batman's logo and praised with a smile.

He had to admit that he began to appreciate the girl in front of him a little bit.

……

Daisy hadn't been too excited about finally getting closer to Mycroft, and she soon lost her laugh.

Because that night, she dreamed of Sherlock.

It's still the kind of dream that if you write it, you will be locked up.

She stared at each other with wide eyes, and Sherlock still looked cold, and they just looked at each other for a while.

Then, she watched Sherlock deadpan and kissed him.

——Inexplicably skilled?

Daisy:? ? ?

She woke up suddenly, patted her chest again, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky outside the window was already dawning, but luckily it was a dream, it really scared me to death.

Daisy thought uneasily that Sherlock must be wearing blue silk pajamas with an open chest all day, dangling in front of her eyes, and she must be dreaming.

——She slandered his body, she... not slandering him is an eunuch!

Daisy, who insulted the system 800 times again, was fuzzy and absent-mindedly operating the coffee machine until Sherlock walked out of the bedroom and strode towards her.

Daisy turned her eyes back with a whimper, not daring to put a single eye on him.

It was clear that those sharp light-colored eyes had been fixed on her for a long time.

If the eyes were aggressive, she might die suddenly on the spot.

Daisy's hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly, the dark brown liquid was shaking in the delicate porcelain cup, and it was about to spill out.

At this time, a thin-looking hand with distinct knuckles stretched out, took her hand together, and held it firmly.

The two hands were tightly folded together.Soon, the coffee in her hand was taken over.

"Spring·Dream, referred to as X love fantasy. Most of them are due to excessive sex/hormone secretion, or physiological manifestations of excessive mental stress." Sherlock analyzed seriously, and when Daisy gave up struggling and closed her eyes, she said You know, she has been seen through by the great detective, or the kind who sees everything.

Daisy didn't know that Sherlock behind her was also disturbed and was looking for a solution.After all, for Sherlock, the whole world should be clear at a glance, but this problem has obviously troubled him for too long.

So, when Daisy laughed a few times, held the doorknob, and was about to go out to avoid this topic...

She didn't expect that a tall figure would soon come up, spinning around, her hands were grabbed, and by the time she realized it - she was already caught between the big detective and the door.

This made her suddenly feel like "the arrow is on the string and I have to send it".

Daisy is struggling fiercely between the sense of mission responsibility and the temptation of the flesh/body, but at this time——

Boom boom boom!

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Sherlock!" She tried to break free from him to open the door.

But the big detective still held her hand against the door motionlessly, as if he had finally made up his mind after hesitating over and over again.Just like in the dream, he leaned over indifferently, and just like that, the thin and cool kiss fell, and Daisy's exclamation was also blocked into his mouth.

"Sherlock?" Mycroft's voice sounded from outside the door.

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