[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

Once, Janna had said solemnly to Mycroft, there was no magic in this world.

Now, she asked him meaningfully, do you believe in magic.

Contradictory words, different bodies.

So Janna would not easily admit that she slapped her in the face.

"There is no magic in this world."

Mycroft has seen too many people, this kind of grandstanding question can't affect him in the slightest, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

"Janna Heather." When Janna spit out the name, Mycroft's smile froze on her face for a moment, she curled her lips, and continued without haste, "A female agent who died on the way to the mission, I think You must know this subordinate of yours."

"Where did you get this information?" Mycroft frowned.

Whether it was Janna Heather's mission or her death, given her identity, these had been sealed as secrets when she died.

In a sense, she is already "past".

The previous two times, every word she said followed his question. This time, if she was the one who took the initiative

"No one told me." Janna shook her head, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"See? That's impossible." Mycroft didn't think that this unknown spy organization could reach out to MI6's confidential documents without him noticing.

Janna's smile deepened, "Magic, this is a kind of magic."

"There is no magic in this world. Magic is an excuse for people who can't solve their problems to cover up their incompetence," Mycroft emphasized.

"No, I can 'see' many things, for example, you will question why I dropped out of school to go to the martial arts gym, for example, you suspect that we are a multinational intelligence agency, and for example..." Janna paused, "I know that Where is the woman with the same name as me now."

Even though her speech was so accurate and horrifying, Mycroft, relying on his calm self-control, only showed a hint of surprise on his face.

He got up, leaned against the edge of the table, held the handle of the black umbrella hanging aside, and told her calmly: "Jana Heather is dead. I have seen her dead body with my own eyes."

"Are you sure?" Janna glanced at the black umbrella, she naturally remembered the configuration inside it, the Be|Ray|Ta 92F gun.

This shows that Mycroft is uneasy, and she hits every word.

Janna didn't give him time to answer this time.

"I know a lot more than you can imagine. For example, you have seen a musical together, and you have taken pictures in front of the Tower of London... Oh, yes, and you have visited the world's most luxurious and tedious place together. Dinner." Janna stopped here and changed her voice, "Now, let's negotiate a condition."

It has been a long time since McCoff was asked to negotiate terms last time.

It was so long that he felt unfamiliar when he uttered this word, "What condition?"

"Don't bother with anything about the Brink Martial Arts Hall, and I swear that we won't take the initiative to do anything that threatens you. If you agree, I'll tell you where that person is." Janna didn't blush and didn't panic , take "self" as the condition.

Last time, he used her to fool her around.

This time, she also wanted to use that self to make him compromise.

The man in front of her fell into silence. She revealed too much information, so much that he had to believe something.

If she is really alive?

He held his forehead, and his tone lost the original toughness, "If necessary, I can use other methods to make you speak."

"You can try it." Janna didn't back down.If something isn't right, she starts over.

"If you really know that much, you'll know that I never take the security of the country as a bargaining chip."

Mycroft told himself repeatedly that this woman must have used some method to know such details that Janna Heather was dead.

"I know, of course I know." Janna softened her words when she said this, "You are just worried about whether we are an intelligence organization that steals British secrets. Then let me tell you, we are not a martial arts gym, We are mages, you are responsible for maintaining the security and order of this country, and we are responsible for repelling those unnatural forces. I assure you as a London Temple mage, we are not an organization that threatens national security."

Mycroft: "..."

Janna waited for a while, but there was no reply from Mycroft.

Had he already relegated her to some mentally ill lunatic?

Surely this won't work...

She sighed, let's do it again, and put it another way.

But before that, Janna wants to finish her sentence: "You know what? Janna Heather told me that she actually knew that she didn't have much time, but she couldn't bear to tell you that you are considering She sent her to a safe place for vacation due to her mental illness, even if she didn't tell the truth, she still appreciates you. But she also regrets that she didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to you before taking off."

Seeing the increasingly complex expression on McCoff's face, she shrugged, "But it's useless to say anything now."

She was going to go back and do it again, and he would forget everything she said.

Janna thought, only to find herself still in Mycroft's office.

Did she ignore other conditions?

She concentrated on going over the words "go back", "regret" and "again" in her mind again.

Still no movement.

Janna: "..."

Is there a limit on the number of times?

Janna looked at Mycroft, and Mycroft looked at her.

The latter didn't know what he was thinking, while the former had already played off.

For the playful Janna, every moment of silence was torture.

"Where is she?" When Mycroft spoke again, it seemed to her that a century had passed, "As long as you can prove the magic in your mouth, I will agree to your request."

The world isn't that big, but it's not necessarily that there aren't people smart enough to trick him into leaving MI6 in a suspended animation.

Isn't this what she wanted from the beginning?

Although he doesn't believe in magic, he believes that she may indeed be alive.

"..." Janna couldn't believe it, but Mycrof actually compromised, she pursed her lips, "Then let me show you supernatural power."

Janna stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to draw a magic circle in the air, Mycroft suddenly stopped moving, his hand was still clinging to the handle of the black umbrella, and his eyes didn't blink.

???

She didn't use her abilities, what happened?

She waved her hand in front of him, but Mycroft seemed to be suspended, maintaining the same expression and posture.

"Letting some people know that we exist is not a good thing for them." The voice came from the rear.

When Janna turned around, she found that Strange was walking from the other side of the portal with the Eye of Agamotto on his chest and a green magic circle in his hand.

He paused time.

"Dr. Strange, aren't you unable to tell?" Janna was tired, and she had no other choice.

"After thinking about it, I still feel that if you can't handle it, the London Temple will have a new wizard in charge." Strange looked at Mycroft, who was still frozen in place, "and a man who is sensible enough and obsessed with science Talk about spells to anyone, and you'll probably kill a lot of people."

Strange thought of himself, if it wasn't for the magic that he saw with his own eyes, he even thought it was some kind of high-end technology.

And this person, in his capacity, if he learned of the existence of unnatural forces, he couldn't guarantee whether he would do anything.

"Then what are we going to do, knock him out with a punch and run away?" Janna looked at the Supreme Archmage, hoping for instructions.

So, in the previous time, as long as she waited a little longer, Strange would come to make a rescue.There's no need for her to come back...

The next second, Strange's smile made Janna inexplicably start to sympathize with Mycroft in advance.

When Mycroft sat up in bed, his thoughts were in a mess.

He seemed to have had a very strange dream. A woman named Janna told him that there was magic in this world, and that Janna Heather was still alive.

The details she said were as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

She even said that Heather was grateful to him and regretted not seeing him in the end.

She also made a deal with him, which was vague, but still about Janna Heather.

This is his dream, so...

The details that were told are the memories in his mind, not so much Janna's regret, but his own regret.

Unfortunately, dreaming to imagine that she is still alive.

He covered his eyes and sat on the bed for a few minutes. When he woke up, he called his secretary. He always felt that he should meet someone today.

"No, Mr. Holmes, you don't have any appointments today. Didn't you tell me last night that you won't be here today and will finish everything at home?" The female secretary's voice came from the other end of the phone.

So he took a nap and fell asleep?

He looked down at the pajamas on his body, it wasn't the one he usually wore.

Heck.

"What kind of spell is this?" Janna looked at the accident, and she also felt like a dream.

"A spell related to hypnosis, which is more complicated to use, but very effective." Strange replied.

In Jana's hand was the seized swirling ring. After taking this thing away, the last trace of her being here was gone.

"...Why didn't you use it earlier?" She didn't need to come here to play games if she used it earlier.

"To be honest, I forgot." Strange replied.

"..." Janna wanted to hit someone.