[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

In the past two days, the news that the Brink Street bar disappeared overnight has been circulating nearby.

The doctor's bar, which is not usually deserted, was empty after only one day, both the waiter and the boss disappeared.

There were gossip rumors that the martial arts gym located at 177A in the same block had a fight with the bar staff for some unknown reason, and the result was of course that the martial arts gym won the victory.On the second day of the Rush, if it weren't for the remaining drinks and facilities, the bar owner and customers would have never been there.

Bars and martial arts halls have no competitive relationship and no intersection. It is impossible for ordinary people to have conflicts between the two, so it is just a matter of laughing.

The so-called curator of the fake Martial Arts Gym on Brink Street, and the real London Temple Archmage Janna, received a very strange invitation after spending two days safely.

The government wants to talk to the curator of this "martial arts gym" about this incident.

Why is the government not the police?Janna also doubted the authenticity.

However, the people who got on and off the government vehicles with special license plates did not behave like fakes. When they saw the mage in this building who was dressed in a way that was incompatible with the era and architecture, they were all extremely calm.

They claimed that they would personally pick up their "curator" the next day to interview government officials who wanted to see her.

For this reason, Janna specially consulted Dr. Strange the night before about this matter.

Ordinary people are of course unaware of the existence of mages, and the only possible explanation is that they were mistaken for some strange organization.

But they are not ordinary...

"Dr. Strange, I think this kind of job dealing with the government is more suitable for you who have two doctorates." She is already tired of playing the role of the Grand Master of the Temple, but this time she also wants to play the role of the curator of the martial arts gym?

"I'm a doctor who suffered a comminuted fracture of both hands in a car accident. It's easier for me to be suspected of supernatural things in this world." Obviously, he wants to entrust this task to Janna.

Jana just refused to answer, "It's a pity that such a persuasive and appealing character doesn't show a doctor who recovers from an injury and changes his life through martial arts. And who said that the curator of a martial arts gym must not be a man who once broke his hands. Doctor? You just say that you let the students master the essence of martial arts through theoretical knowledge?"

Strange: "..." He felt that what she said seemed to make sense.

but--

"Although I really want to go, my identity information is still in the United States. I have no flight information to the United Kingdom, and no exit or entry records. I went to the hospital yesterday to see a friend, and he can prove that I have been in the United States until last night. I'm still staying in the United States at ten o'clock..." Dr. Strange spoke quickly and without confusion, "It's a pity that I can't be the curator of a martial arts gym in the UK. Besides, in the registration information here, the current legal representative is still It's really you."

Janna: "???" Why doesn't she know anything?

The curator and legal representative of the martial arts gym, Ms. Janna Belle, was a little desperate.

On the second day, Janna, who was waiting for government officials to pick her up, took out the pendant again for observation.Through these two days of research, she found that whether it was discarded intentionally or lost unintentionally, it always appeared within her sight.

like a living object.

Before she could determine the origin of the pendant, she tentatively defined it as her magic weapon.

With its help, she learned some spells that she couldn't use before, and the spinning ring became more and more handy.

The orange gemstone embedded in the pendant shimmered under the light. Janna stared at it for a while, and felt more and more a strong attraction that went deep into her body, as if it was attracting... her soul Same.

Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Osiris since her reverse time. As long as she closed her eyes now, she could still recall the expression he looked at her that day, especially the pair of gray eyes that made her panic.

Janna comforted herself that she should be glad that this incarnation of death was finally away from her, but even so, she still couldn't be happy, and there was even a little... guilt after cheating him.

At this time, someone came to tell Janna that people from the government had come to pick her up.

Janna was dressed in a smart white exercise suit, and she was stunned as soon as she arrived at the door.

The government man who came to pick Janna up, she had met, was one of McCoff's when she was given the surname Heather.

"Miss Bell? Please come with us." Seeing that she stayed where she was, the man said.

Janna's steps were many times heavier.

"Who wants to see me?" Janna asked him.

If it is a coincidence that the magical Strange and the great detective Sherlock Holmes look alike, then there is a chance that there will be another person who looks similar to the previous world, and can even be called exactly the same.

But what are the chances of such a person being met by Janna in both worlds?

"My boss." The man replied ambiguously, "You will know when you go."

Janna wanted to tell him that it was probably too late.

But the responsible government official obviously won't let Jana refuse today's interview easily.

After Janna repeatedly told herself "it's all a coincidence", she got in the special car.

Janna didn't know London well, and she didn't stay long in the last world. Looking at the receding scenery, she didn't know where she would go.

After the vehicle stopped, she knew it.This is the entrance of the MI[-] headquarters building in London. When she was Heather, she woke up in this building on the first day.

After the back door of the vehicle was opened, Jana had no intention of getting out.

"Why would the intelligence agencies want to talk to me?"

The man said nonsense again: "You will only find out when you go."

After hesitating for a while, Janna got out of the car anyway.Even if she couldn't get off, she believed that they would naturally have a way to get her off the car.

She followed the man into the building, and the security check at the door was extremely strict. The security inspector looked at her only two items for a long time, then raised the ring and asked her:

"Ma'am, what is this thing for?"

"Of course it's on your wrist." Janna smiled, "Could it be used to open the door to another world?"

But her "joke" didn't seem to work on these well-trained people, and they just returned the pendant to her, "Sorry ma'am, I'm afraid we'll have to hold your... Two rings."

Janna nodded calmly, and took another look at her ring that could only open the door to another world. Her only way out seemed to be ruined.

The structure and layout further inside are more and more similar to the scene in her memory.

Taking the stairs down one floor, Janna's subtle feeling became more and more intense.Mycroft's office was also on the basement floor.

At an office door, the man stopped and knocked.

Janna held her breath, and then heard "Come in."

The door was opened from the inside, and the woman Janna recognized was the woman in the office dress who woke Heather up and then took her into a dress, McCoff's secretary.

One person is a coincidence, so what about two people who look the same?

Especially that voice, Janna couldn't hear it wrong.

"The boss is waiting for you, go in." The secretary made way sideways.

Janna hesitated at the door for a few more seconds.Strange to say, although the surname has been changed, the first name and some subtle features have not changed.Just like her hair color, no matter where it is, it is a sweet and sexy reddish brown.

She went in and the door closed behind her.

The man behind the desk hasn't changed much, and looks thinner than the one she knew.

Is it the same person, or different people in a parallel world?

"Mycroft Holmes." He glanced at the chair opposite. "Please take a seat."

Regardless of his demeanor or tone, he behaved the same as the McCoff she knew.

"Jana Belle." She paused when she said her name, and at the same time saw the fleeting freeze on McCoff's face, she smiled, "But I believe you are inviting me You should have investigated me before."

After her voice fell, the voice of McCoff in front of her was unhurried: "Jana Belle, a Welsh, came to London to study at university three years ago, but dropped out of school and joined the martial arts gym on Brink Street. Before, he had excellent grades, no bad habits, and never showed any interest in martial arts, but now he is the curator of the martial arts gym."

Janna didn't have any anxiety about being exposed, she nodded: "Yes, your investigation is very clear." More clearly than she knew.

Mycroft raised his eyes to look at her, and asked, "I really want to know, what attracted you to this martial arts gym?"

What attracted her?

If you are a mage in the London Temple, you have to mention spells that violate the laws of nature, space that can be traversed at any time, soul that separates the body, and time that reverses.

But now that she is the curator of the martial arts gym, she must say this righteously: "I was always at a loss when I was in college, and I couldn't find my life goal, but in this martial arts gym, I not only found my life goal, but also understood the meaning of life.”

"What do you think is the meaning of life?" Mycroft would not usually ask such meaningless questions in his opinion. Most of those who think they see through life are stupid and ridiculous people.But today, he asked before he even realized it, maybe because her name is also Janna?

Compared with his suit, her practice clothes looked too weird at the moment, but the tone gave him an amazing sense of familiarity, "It's death. The meaning of life is death."

Even when she was nervous, he didn't let go of the small gesture of brushing her hair.