[Comprehensive Yingmei] I became the white moonlight of the superheroes

A slender woman in a leather jacket is sitting on a railing more than one meter high, her short skirt is only worn to her thighs, her laptop is resting on her lap, covering her key parts just right, a pair of round, thin white slender breasts overlapped up and down , Swaying restlessly, giving people infinite reverie.

Mycroft frowned silently.

This made Moriarty even more excited. He took out a candy from his pocket, and the peeled candy wrapper made a rustling sound.

He happily popped the pink fudge into his mouth, chewing and admiring the British government's reaction.

"The wonderful things are yet to come."

Moriarty found a chair from nowhere. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed, his elbows resting on the back of the chair, his palm dragging his chin, and he watched the increasingly silent Mycroft without blinking. , with a deeper smile.

The video continues to play.

For a while, Daisy easily hacked into the interior of MI[-], unimpededly copied all kinds of the highest level of encrypted information; for a while, she hacked into the Bank of England, and one piece of paper with the rich man's information was scattered all over the ground.

Looks like she's more than just a skilled hacker.

In Mycroft's emotionless black eyes, Daisy was playing with the gun in her hand with great interest. Suddenly, she raised the gun and stretched it to the right, bang bang bang, even if she didn't look at the target, she could shoot without missing a beat. Kill the three tied guys beside him, with a blank expression from beginning to end.

If you read correctly, all three of them are senior agents of MI6.

Every criminal record singled out will make Daisy receive a dark life sentence.

Mycroft's eyes grew colder.

Moriarty concluded with a smile: "She should be a hot and charming black rose, not a small flower bud in your greenhouse. You don't even know how amazing she is."

As soon as the voice fell, the video also stopped abruptly.

As the playback finished, the computer exploded with a bang. It seemed that this was just a backup.

Mycroft met Moriarty's gaze coldly, and answered him gracefully: "Thank you for the evidence, Mr. Moriarty. I know what to do."

……

Daisy woke up with a bang.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a group of people kicking open the door, and the glare of the light hit her face. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and before she could react, her hands were handcuffed.

A cold tingling rubbed against her wrist, this was definitely the most painful time she had been handcuffed.

Daisy was lying on the bed, listening to a cold female voice unkindly read the crimes she committed, and she was probably arrested in the name of undermining national security.

A group of people quickly took her out of the apartment.

Her ears were filled with the screeching siren of the police car and the noisy whispers of the crowd. The wound that had not fully healed opened during a struggle, and blood gushed out of the gauze, causing her to frown in pain.

Even though a cordon has been put up around 221B, more and more people are still rushing over.

With her hands handcuffed behind her back, Daisy heard Mrs. Hudson scream, "You can't do this! How dare you treat the poor child so rudely!"

She turned her head subconsciously, just as she was trying to comfort the little old lady, she saw Sherlock rushing forward but being held down by a bunch of policemen, and Watson angrily pointing at the policeman and the police car... Then she was pushed into the car inside.

As expected, the British government was already sitting in the back seat of the car waiting for her.

The chilling aura blocked all her sophistry.

The cold wind blows in from the open car door, chilling the large skin exposed outside the skirt.

Mycroft gave a look, and the people outside nodded respectfully and closed the door.Then, a suit jacket wrapped in ebony scent was covered on her body.

Daisy opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, another black ribbon covered her eyes, and the blackness was instantly covered.

All that remained was the sound of breathing in her ears and the subtle touch of a man's hands in her hair.

"Do not talk."

The speeding car finally stopped after seven or eight turns. Daisy felt her body lighten. Half of her face was still buried in the suit jacket, and she was hugged by the waist again. The cold wind outside could not flow in through the clothes. , a burst of warmth enveloped her.

She fell back to the ground.

The shackles on her hands were removed, and the black ribbon was removed at the same time. The sudden bright light made it difficult for Daisy to open her eyes, and it took her a long time to fully open her eyes.

In the spacious and gorgeous bedroom, the man stood tall, with his back to Daisy, so she couldn't see the expression of Mycroft at the moment.

Things weren't so bad, she thought, since she wasn't locked up in a secret MI[-] cell.

At the same time, she guessed that Mycroft must have seen Moriarty.

A bunch of dark history emerged in my mind, and it was hard to avoid a headache if I really had to explain each one clearly.

But Mycroft didn't ask anything, he just turned around without saying a word, and pulled Daisy onto the bed.

Daisy:?

There was a hidden compartment under the bed, and he took out a medical box.

The blood from the wound almost leaked out of the wrapped bandages. Mycroft grabbed her two hands, removed the old gauze, applied the medicine, and then re-wrapped it. His movements were gentle, but he was still terribly silent.

After the wound was cleaned up completely, Mycroft looked at her wrist again, where there were two bloodstains wiped out by the shackles.

Like delicate skin, crying to him.

The usually calm man couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Tell me, what happened between you and Moriarty?"

In fact, Mycroft didn't want to know at all.But he needs to exonerate Daisy.

Damn it, Moriarty's ghostly words dragged him into the emotional vortex, making his logical thinking palace crumbling.

A sense of suffocation surged through his chest again, and McCoff stood up and took off his suit vest.

He adjusted his cuffs irritably, his eyes almost saw through Daisy.

In front of Mr. Holmes, Daisy knew that all her sophistry was futile, and what should come would always come.

Then take a good look at it.

Her thin white fingers like catkins picked up the thin strips, she bit her lower lip nervously, and her lips were immediately dyed a rose-like bright red.Her bare skin bloomed like pure white flowers, and she slowly took off her skirt.

Mycroft looked down at her, his eyes darkened.

……

Daisy couldn't help recalling some memories in this gorgeous and cold room.

Also in such a magnificent room, on the warm and soft big bed, she knelt with her knees bent, her hands were tied with a smooth ribbon, and at the same time her eyes were completely covered by a dark satin, and the man's voice came from time to time in her ears. The sound of chuckling and jingling.

In such an environment, the sense of hearing and touch will be constantly amplified, including the fear from the bottom of the heart.

She complained endlessly in her heart, it seems that as long as a person is blackened, he likes to play all kinds of py.

As the lights came on, Daisy finally regained her full vision, but when something in Moriarty's hand flashed her eyes, she wished she could tie back the black ribbon she had just taken off.

There are all kinds of unsightly props in the room, especially the one in Moriarty's hand.

A glittering, delicate and small ring was being kneaded repeatedly between his two fingers, which looked a bit like an earring. Of course Daisy knew very well that this thing was definitely not as simple as being nailed to the ear.

The body shrank back subconsciously.

But Moriarty had no intention of letting her go.