[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

Once the play is over, people still take it seriously.So there are some things, it's better not to laugh too early...

The heartbroken Janna held a cup of hot cocoa in both hands, and told the story she had told Sherlock this morning.

Playing the same scene again, she became much more proficient.

"...Although I have asked Sherlock Holmes for help, I am still at a loss. I don't know who I am, what I really want to do here, and I don't know what those people asked me for. Will it... die?"

When she said the last word, she paused, raised her eyes, and glanced at the people around her quietly.

As long as the people around him don't wear the suffocating black robe, short chestnut gold hair and that baby face, and can add some sweet words, they may be able to coax many young women.

But... Janna checked his eyes, he was not human at all.

Osiris should have listened to her, but just from his unchanging expression, she couldn't tell how much he believed it.

"So... sir," she saw that the onion rings in his hand had bottomed out, and she poured all her own into his fast food box before continuing, "You said you know me and can give me what I want. answer?"

"Osiris, my name." Forced by the "Sir" pause for a long time, he emphasized his name again.

"To be precise, I don't know you well. I am a doctor and you are my patient. We met in the hospital. You were stressed and had severe insomnia. Let me prescribe Get a prescription."

Janna, who didn't expect the other party to be able to lie in a serious manner: "..." Where did they meet in the hospital, the morgue?

She controlled her facial expression and raised her head with a look of regret: "Although I didn't get important information, thank you very much, Mr. Osiris."

Janna clasped her hands together on her chin, forced a smile and nodded to him in thanks.

And Osiris stared at her fixedly for a few seconds, as if he was still considering whether her words were true or false.

During those few seconds, Janna also stared at him, her amber eyes were soft and bright, slightly bent, counting silently for three seconds...

But the person on the opposite side was not affected in the slightest. He didn't stand still or stop his movements. His eyes were still cold, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. "Actually, it's not that there is no important information."

Janna blinked: "???"

The other party: "I can tell you whether those three people are dead or not."

As one of Sherlock's watchers, the address is not commonly used, the name is fake, and she doesn't have a photo.

But Osiris, as the former "doctor" of Janna who had "amnesia", pretended to check and told her that the three missing Mycroft's subordinates were all alive and well.

Janna even felt that maybe this expert "doctor" knew where those three people were now.

But she can't ask, it would be too fake.

Janna's performance was no longer as helpless as before. She looked far away at the water of the Thames and said, "Mr. Osiris, you are a little different from what I imagined. At first I thought you were a very useless person." Human touch."

"What now?" He answered her subconsciously.

"Maybe it's better than I imagined." After she finished speaking, she nodded in agreement.

Watch the woman who calls herself "Jana" go further and further away.

Osiris remembered that he had indeed seen her in the hospital, the woman depressed and dying under the pressure of insomnia.When he thought he would see her in another form soon, she seemed to be a different person again. Although her body was still terrible, her soul felt completely different from before... Then she said that she had lost her memory.

Osiris thought about what he said just now, and looking at it this way, it didn't seem too fake.

Even if it is wrong, does anyone dare to correct the words of the god of death?

***

In MI6, the subordinate reported to McCoff today was a little different.

"The sparrow didn't go home after being separated from you. At 3:15 p.m., we met up with the person over there on Marylebone Street. We made a mistake in judging and anesthetized the two of them early. As a result, we didn't see whether the documents were on the sparrow; in the afternoon At 3:30, Sparrow was sitting by the Thames alone, but she was behaving strangely, as if she was communicating with someone, and this weird behavior continued until 4:15."

Mycroft, who was flipping through a file, raised his head at this moment, "Are you sure there is no one else beside her?"

"The field is very open, I took a photo, so I am very sure." The subordinate handed a photo to McCauf.

The edge of the photo is tainted with the sparkling water of the Thames.Extending all the way to the top of the photo on the bank of the built river, there is a woman sitting on a metal black bench, the setting sun hits her short red-brown hair, and she looks sideways, with her lips slightly parted, as if she is talking about this to the person next to her. talk.

But on her left, there was no one...

Mycroft clipped the photo into the document he was flipping through.

The title of the document is: Janna Hesser Case Record (Retrieved from Hospital Bank).

Is it disease that has kept this excellent agent from following his script until now?

And Janna, who was considered by some people to have some mental problems, was arranging the clothes she brought in the room after dinner.

Then she found a USB flash drive in an inconspicuous clothes pocket. On the casing of the USB flash drive was written a code name that she couldn't understand in a string of letters.

Let her boldly guess that this may be the reason why the two parties appeared at the same place as her today.

The three watchmen who disappeared but did not die, secret documents, two forces, sparrows... Janna slowly gathered clues.

She opened her eyes again until dawn on the bed...

Within two days, Janna finally saw Baker Street, where Laura had been talking loudly.

It was a helicopter that fell from the sky.

Let's not mention how this helicopter broke through the air traffic control rights of a city like London and drove to Baker Street.

Anyway, Janna saw Watson with a bewildered face, and Sherlock, who was really dragged away by two people with a face of "I know where I'm going but I won't go, you have the ability to take me away", entered up the helicopter.

When she was about to lament that perhaps this was how the great detective and his assistants were treated, she was lightly tapped twice on the shoulder.

"Miss Janna Heather?"

While turning around, Janna put her arm away from the hand that patted her shoulder, her left hand flexibly turned into a knife, and when she saw the person's attire clearly, her hand stopped half an inch away from the person's neck. s position.

It's McCoff's guy.

"Sorry, occupational disease." Janna pushed two steps away and explained.

Even so, the male professional still didn't change his face, and told her formally and skillfully: "Miss Janna Heather, someone needs you to go to a place."

Janna glanced at the helicopter from a distance and asked, "Is it a place?"

But she saw a black commercial vehicle parked in front of her. The man opened the rear door of the commercial vehicle and said, "Excuse me, please get in the car."

Janna didn't get into the car right away, she questioned one more question: "Why are they helicopters and I am a car? Where is the fairness of the British government?"

This is simply heaven and earth, two kinds of treatment.

However, Janna was stunned after stepping into the back seat of the commercial vehicle.

Because of the "British Government" in her mouth, she is in the same car with her at the moment.

Mycroft in the backseat: "Unfair?"

Janna nodded solemnly: "...fair, very fair."

Although they have a helicopter, she is picked up by the "British Government"...

It was Janna's first time in such a quiet four-person vehicle, driver, bodyguard, Mycroft, and herself.

It was as quiet as silence, and no one spoke.

Janna rested her chin and looked out the window, observing the busy flow of people and vehicles in London.

"Is there any information about the task I gave you?" Mycroft broke the calm.

"The mission you mentioned is about the three disappearing watchers, or about me who was being watched." Janna didn't look at him, and answered him in a steady voice, "I even wonder if the disappearance of these three people will It's just a random lie designed to make me a bait for you."

She could naturally observe that since she got here, she had been watched by more than one group of people, so when she was slapped on the shoulder, she instinctively fought back.As for the two people who were killed in that team, could the source of the anesthesia needles be from McCoff's people?

"Are you saying I'm lying? What about you? A person with two faces, full of lies, in order to provoke me to ask Sherlock's help..." Mycroft was not at all surprised that he would be exposed, "What are you doing? What do you want, Miss Heather?"

what do you want?Janna asked herself that question, too.

Janna Heather, an excellent agent who has participated in two secret operations in Russia and Afghanistan and successfully completed the mission.

And she, whether it was obtained by internal theft or other means, she has obtained a very important document.And this document is extremely important to Mycroft and the boss of the other team.

The disappearance of the three Wardens was either a fabrication or a deliberate act by Mycroft so that she could lure another team out, trade documents and get their hands on the booty.

The above is an idea that Janna came up with after thinking about it for a whole night and suffering from insomnia.

So the question is, why did Heather do this?What was it that forced an MI6 agent to take a risk to make a deal?

Janna Heather, what do you want?