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

The long night finally came to an end in the suppressed muffled humming and soft moaning and crying.

In the grand and elegant bedroom, all the corners of the retro charm left traces of the past. Daisy, who was sleeping deeply, seemed to smell the faint smell of tobacco and the unique aroma of the man.

And the extremely oppressive eyes and aura covering her.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and if it wasn't for the dimness of the surrounding scene, she almost didn't realize that it was a dream.

She was not in Mycroft's luxurious dormitory, but actually "returned" to the bed in the small apartment at 221B Baker Street. A man in a white shirt and black trousers pressed down hard on her legs and squeezed her wrists tightly.Sherlock's slender waist was straight, and his back was only slightly bent, forcing Daisy to look up at him.

The breath with the aroma of tobacco was hot on her cheeks, and his voice was hoarse: "You still go with Mycroft."

Daisy flinched, looked at him flatteringly, wanted to explain, but was speechless: "I..."

——Who gave her the strategy task?

Daisy muttered in her heart, thinking that she was lying on Mycroft's bed, but what she was dreaming was an intimate dream with Sherlock.

Oh my god, what kind of exciting Shura field is this!

She raised her hand and touched his chest timidly, trying to stop Xiali in her dream from being angry.She was surprised that this dream was too real. Could it be that she left her teammates and ran away, and blamed herself for having such a dream?

"I was wrong, I will never sell my teammates again, woo woo woo."

"Why are you crying?" Sherlock raised an arrogant and angry tone, at least she shouldn't be the wronged party.But when the tears flickering at the end of Daisy's eyes entered his eyes, he was stunned, and his body bent down uncontrollably. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to kiss those beautiful eyes, and of course he did the same. Finally, like a child occupying a toy, he said: "I will find you."

——And then, never let go.

He said coldly, and skillfully peeled off her clothes with his slender hands. When the two of them were about to face each other frankly, a cold, haughty and hoarse voice sounded: "Daisy..."

It was Mycroft's voice.

Hiss~ Daisy trembled all over, so frightened that she instantly sobered up.

She sat up from the bed, followed Shun's beating heart, and then looked at the unfamiliar environment.

Although she had exercised in many places last night, she didn't notice that the British government's dormitory was so full of life, which seemed incompatible with his abstinent and stern aura.

She guessed that this should not be the place where Mycroft usually lives, otherwise, as smart as Sherlock, he wouldn't have come to him until now.

Of course, it would be even better if the skirt wasn't torn.

Daisy casually picked up a white shirt on the hanger, and when she went downstairs, she caught sight of the civil servant who was frowning slightly and silently spreading out the newspaper to read.

The big bare legs dangled in front of Mycroft's eyes, and he was grabbed by the man and pulled into his arms.

Mycroft was still sitting upright, and said solemnly: "Sit down." His eyes were still calmly looking at every byte in the newspaper.

Daisy could only sit obediently on his lap. There was a faint strawberry aroma in his arms. Daisy sniffed it suspiciously, and saw the cute strawberry biscuits on the coffee table.

She suddenly remembered what Sherlock and Watson had discussed about Mycroft's sweet tooth.

——What kind of contrast is this!

As soon as Daisy was staring, McCoff's slender hands grabbed a biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Good time, good time."

She puffed her mouth, her face sweetened by the sudden feeding.

"I did." Mycroft said lightly.

Daisy was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, a strawberry-flavored kiss mixed with her sweet breath came down and blocked her mouth.

Therefore, Anthea, who came to deliver the clothes, went directly to the living room downstairs as usual, and unexpectedly saw a restricted-rated explosive scene at a glance.

Anthea was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that she put the brand new skirt on the cabinet next to the door, and quietly retreated out.

The text message madman Anthea forcibly restrained her inner ecstasy, but couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone and click madly: "It is the BOSS stock that won the final victory!"

……

Days like this went on for several days. Daisy thought that although her view of relationships was a bit sloppy, she was absolutely 100% devoted to a relationship.

System: [...That's right, even when you withdraw, you are absolutely 100% withdrawn :)]

Under the captivity of Mycroft, ah, no, under Daisy's full devotion, soon, the system told her: [Mycroft Holmes' love progress bar has progressed to 99%. After Sherlock finds you and thus Before you complicate things further, you can prepare for a "dead escape". 】

Daisy, who was nestling in the arms of the British government, froze for a moment.

System: [Are you reluctant? 】

Daisy: ...not really.

Before attacking Mycroft, her target of attack was Moriarty. In order to gain his trust and please him, Daisy did design many shocking criminal procedures.

There is one more thing.Under normal circumstances, each target should be located in a different parallel world, but this time, after Moriarty fell asleep and ran away, not only did she not travel to another time and space, she was also told to stay and continue the strategy Mycroft...

Thinking about it this way... She has a debt to settle with the system.

But before settling accounts, under the righteous and awe-inspiring teachings of Mycroft every day, her soul has been sublimated like never before.

Before she decided to leave, she would clean up the mess of those criminal procedures and contribute to the cause of mankind.

system:【…………】

Infiltrating into Moriarty's technology company again was easier than imagined. After getting familiar with the internal layout, Daisy didn't even need to risk herself. She just sat on the railing on the roof of the technology building and put the invisible drone in to operate it.

The phone that was placed aside vibrated from time to time.

Some from Mycroft, some from Sherlock.

Daisy concentrated all her attention on solving the central control server.

She didn't see another drone hovering not far from her, recording everything.

So, when she destroyed all the programs and stood up with the computer in her arms, a gentle but sullen voice rang in her ears.

"Where do you want to escape to?"

When Daisy paused and turned around stiffly, she saw a cold and ruthless gun pointed at her forehead.

She met a pair of dark eyes suppressing murderous intent.

She remembered that the last time she saw this look, Moriarty was decisively pulling down the valve of the poison gas pump, watching with admiration a group of people struggling in a laboratory.

No matter how much time has passed, the scene at that time will always make her hair stand on end.

Daisy stood still obediently, not daring to make any mistakes.

Moriarty sneered lowly: "Is it fun? Now that you've had enough fun, come back."

No one would have thought that the cruel emperor in everyone's eyes would show affectionate and longing eyes when he held the rose that was prickly in his hand.

But Daisy thought about it, and still told him honestly: "Jim, we are in the past tense."

Moriarty swayed visibly, and he really wanted to ask the woman in front of him, what do you like about Mycroft Holmes? Do you like him older, or do you like his short hair?

Forget it, he knew from the very beginning that she was always passionate about love for 3 minutes.

Even if the imprint is engraved, she is not his.

Speaking of imprints...

Moriarty subconsciously looked towards the place where the roses were blooming.

Daisy swore she had never been so honest with Moriarty: "Sorry, no roses."

This time, the tyrant finally lost all his patience. He built a magnificent garden just to take good care of this scorching rose. He thought that no one would dare to touch this rose with soft thorns, but it did. He flew out of his garden without hesitation.

Since you betrayed him, destroy her.

Moriarty was obviously irritated, he had a serious expression, pressed his fingers lightly, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.

A bang resounded through the sky.

But the result turned out to be an unexpected deviation.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and then his body rushed over without hesitation.

It should have been empty, the bullet hadn't been loaded at all, and the hole hadn't even been aimed for safety—he was just trying to scare her.

But at the moment of the gunshot, a stack of gas cylinders behind Daisy exploded, and the fire dyed the entire sky in the color of burning clouds.

Moriarty, who wanted to pull Daisy back, was also pushed away by the aftermath of the explosion, and fell to the ground violently.

When Mycroft and Sherlock rushed over, they only saw the raging flames opening their bloody mouths, but Daisy was completely engulfed in an instant.

At the last moment, Daisy heard the mechanical sound of the system: [Ding!This world quest was a complete success. 】

……

London tall buildings.

A girl with red hair and a red dress is standing precariously on the edge of the roof, with her arms outstretched, standing against the wind.The wind blowing from all directions blows her hair and skirt flying, and one step back is the dark night sky tens of meters high, and anyone who jumps will be smashed to pieces.

The mission is successfully completed, and it's time to prepare for the next world.

If she hadn't had to leave a corpse at the explosion site to make her "death" more real, and the moment the astonishing flames rushed over, she would have passed through.

Moriarty didn't know that what he fired was indeed an empty gun; Daisy had already used an invisible drone to plant a detonator/explosion/device/detonator in the corner of the gas cylinder. Press the palm button, and the show explodes.

In order not to leave any evidence, she used meltable materials to completely destroy the evidence.

As for 3D printing corpses, that is the task of the system.

Although the process is a bit complicated, fortunately, the result is not bad.

Among the many time-traveling poses, Daisy still prefers the current one.At the moment of take-off, the body flips 180° lightly, and stretches out his arms to embrace the vast night and the unknown future. The dimensional channel will open in front of his eyes, and he will completely disappear in this time and space with a leap of faith.

What a perfect closing act.

Her body, which seemed to fall down when blown, leaned back, and she raised the corners of her mouth, just as the red was about to completely merge into the night...

A hand grabbed her firmly.

Daisy opened her eyes in surprise, the man almost exhausted all her strength, and she fell into the familiar embrace in a panic, with restless heartbeat and low panting in her ears.

"I said, I will find you."