[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

After returning to the hotel, Mycroft first took a nap for an hour, then had an afternoon tea at three o'clock, and then began to read the memorandum drafted by Hypatia. It's time.He changed his evening clothes and brought Hypatia, who was wearing a channel black dress, to the banquet.

Seeing Putin, he stretched out his hand very enthusiastically and said: "Здравствуй, мойдорогойстарыйдруг (Russian: Hello, my dear old friend)."

"Hello, you are still as stable as the east wind in your country."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then introduced the female relatives they had brought to each other. This was not the first time Mycroft had met Putin's wife, but it was the first time Hypatia had attended.After drinking for three rounds, everyone returned to their seats. Mycroft was already probing and counter-probing Putin tit-for-tat.If you come and go, Hypatia and Putin's wife can justify it.

After the meeting, Mycroft took Hypatia back to the hotel, informed the Prime Minister about the meeting and discussion, and then drank a cup of black tea and fell asleep.

There was nothing new in the meeting in the next few days. Mycroft took Hypatia to sort out data one after another so that the Prime Minister could clearly understand why he should stay away from the EU, lest he join the EU's bailout in a moment of anger Action, and then the British government began to make soy sauce at the meeting.

In the end, Mycroft met with the heads of the intelligence agencies of several countries and discussed the topic of deepening intelligence cooperation and anti-terrorism. His mission is basically over, and the rest is to discuss with the Prime Minister. The secretary should strengthen communication so that the prime minister can behave better.However, the Prime Minister's secretary was also sent by Mycroft through several channels, so it was not difficult.

At the end of the meeting, Mycroft introduced Hypatia to the dignitaries of various countries with a pleasant smile at the reception. Mycroft, who has been single, has needed a hostess for many years, and now his sister has finally grown up. The time has come to share the task.There are some affairs that the secretary cannot be involved in, such as accompanying the prime minister's wife, meeting with the family members of the heads of government of other countries, etc.

Back in London, after getting off the plane, Mycroft very generously let Hypatia go home to beat the jet lag, and he himself also called Lestrade after making a few important instructions on his mobile phone .

As soon as Hypatia came home, she was warmly welcomed by Mrs. Hudson. This kind, kind and patient old lady saw Hypatia come back, she went up to hold her hand and said, "Dear Yes, you are finally back. Your brother has not come out of the room for three days and three nights."

"Uh, did he eat anything? No dinner, just biscuits."

"No, no, yes, he ate a tomato two days ago. But he has a personal supply."

"Is that tomato cooked?" Hypatia asked with a ten thousandth hope, and after hearing the latter sentence, he asked again: "Private supply? Dr. Watson?"

"How is it possible? I was going to use those tomatoes to make borscht. Who knows what kind of experiment he took away. That experiment was terrible. I was always worried that he would spread the tomatoes all over the wall. Luckily No, but he made himself look like he was on a Halloween parade outside, and came down and took my newly bought tomatoes. He ate the last one left by himself.” Mrs. Hudson said with a little helplessness and affection Said, "His good doctor has already been run away twice by him, and this time he will return with takeaway in about 10 minutes."

Hypatia is completely relieved. The sister-in-law is so virtuous and considerate, but the takeaway is too greasy. Maybe he would like to try the salmon salad.Hypatia went up to the stairs and opened the door with beautiful imaginations, and then found newspapers, clothes and bullet casings all over the floor. She was startled and angry, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and thought Keeping up, keeping up, keeping up, when she was trying to keep up, she heard the noise of "Ding", "Ding" and "Ding", and when she opened her eyes, she saw Sherlock wrapped in a white sheet, lying on the sofa He put his hands on his hips and said in a very rude manner: "Sherlock, what did you do during the two weeks I was away?"

"I didn't do anything."

"Would it be like this if you didn't do anything?"

"Of course, it's because I didn't do anything, so it's like this." He said, pulling out a stack of newspapers on the ground and throwing it back on the ground.

"Sherlock, you don't want me to threaten you?"

"What do you want to do? Go away, don't come here! John, help, someone is going to kidnap me!" Sherlock held the violin, was pulled up by Hypatia, pulled from the sofa to the stairwell, and then looked at the living room door behind him. The front was closed, and he shouted through the door: "Hypatia, what are you doing? I want to go back!!"

"I'm going to start cleaning, you'd better stay out until seven o'clock tonight!"

"It's 80°f outside (equivalent to 26 degrees Celsius), I'll get heatstroke if I stay outside for a day!" Sherlock argued.

"According to research, the comfortable temperature of the human body is around 79°F. Just change your clothes and go for a walk."

When Watson came home with the takeaway, he saw Sherlock wrapped in a sheet and wandering on Baker Street. He immediately stepped forward and said, "What are you doing here? Performance art?"

"The queen of Sheba has captured Mount Zion."

"what?"

"Hypatia came back, and then she kicked me out for cleaning."

"I can understand Hypatia's decision, but can't you go back to your room and get dressed? Are you wearing underwear now?"

"No, I'm not wearing anything, the clothes are all dirty and I can't wear them."

God, Watson sighed, and couldn't help but look down at Sherlock's crotch, how could he run down without wearing anything, isn't he afraid of being regarded as a sexual harassment or exhibitionist?He thought, pulled Sherlock back into the house, dug out his clothes and said, "I don't think you mind wearing my clothes, do you?"

"Do you think I can wear your clothes given the height difference between you and me?"

Watson licked his lips, pouted again, and said, "You can wear it if you can, and stuff yourself in if you can't. Anyway, I don't want to see you walking around the house naked like a fish. "After speaking, I stuffed the clothes into his arms, pushed him into the room, and then turned around and went out.

When Sherlock came out, a large portion of his belly was exposed, and Peanut quickly wrapped him in a sheet when he saw it.Seeing this, Sherlock said: "Since I have to use sheets, why do you have to put my clothes on first?"

"Normal people don't wear nothing but a sheet."

"Normal is boring."

"Please condescend to take care of my normal heart a little bit, can you?" Watson said while holding his forehead.

Sherlock shut his mouth.

"Very well, now come to eat, you have not eaten for a day."

Sherlock didn't have the guts to say that eating was boring, so he could only sit obediently in Mrs. Hudson's kitchen and finish the seafood fried rice that Watson bought.At seven o'clock in the evening, Hypatia finished cleaning, took a shower, changed clothes and came out. Looking at the clean and tidy living room, he remembered that he had locked Sherlock out for five hours. Where would his couch go after that?

When she went downstairs to ask Mrs. Hudson, she saw Sherlock sitting obediently in Mrs. Hudson's kitchen eating fried rice in clothes that didn't fit well. , where are your clothes?"

"It's all dirty, unwashed and undressed."

"Understood." Hypatia replied painfully, I have to wash his clothes in a while.