[Comprehensive] The whole family has passed through, except me

"First of all, I should apologize for your brother's offense."

When a normal person sees such an elegant and sincere apology from McCoff, he should at least politely show a tolerant attitude. After all, the man standing in front of him almost controls the power of the entire British Empire.

However, in front of Rita, who has encountered too many troubles recently, it doesn't work at all.

"No, I don't accept your apology. Since you also know that it was your brother who offended me, he must say this apology to me in person."

"It's absolutely impossible." Sherlock, who had just got dressed and was walking out of the bathroom, replied.

Rita shrugged: "It doesn't matter, I never expected you to speak."

"Okay, I'm here for something important." Mycroft didn't want to see these two childish guys continue to quarrel, "Sherlock, there is a distinguished guest who needs your help."

"I know who you're talking about." Sherlock glanced at the men in black suits next to him, "However, you can find the police in London, and the MI[-] agents you are most proud of .why me?"

"A distinguished guest wishes to resolve this trouble privately."

"Wait!" Lita interrupted the conversation between Mycroft and Sherlock, "Before you discuss these confidential issues with your brother, give me my things first, or do you want me to dismantle this place yourself?" try to find?"

"Sherlock? What's going on here?" Leta's words made McCoff feel nervous. He also knew about the incident at the London Police Station last night.

Sherlock's attitude was as arrogant as ever, "Personal matters, no comment."

"Miss Stark, brother-in-law's temper is really difficult to communicate with. I can deal with these problems, so I hope you will at least stay calm for the time being."

Of all the races present, only Mycroft has obtained all the information about Rita's superpowers. In order to ensure that the British Empire will not sink because of a little conflict between this girl and her brother, at this time, McCoff Efforts are being made to maintain peace.

"Hehe..." Of course Lita knew what McCoff's persuasion was for.

In fact, even if this place is demolished, the pair of ruins will probably not be able to find their wallet by then. She needs a gentler method.

"Sherlock..." She suddenly took a step closer, standing less than half an arm's distance away from Sherlock, raised her head slightly to look at him, and her tone softened.

"What?" The inexplicable change of attitude of the woman in front of her made Sherlock puzzled for a moment. Was the name she called her a little too intimate?

"I heard...you're still a virgin?" Rita had a smile on her face, a little girlish and shy, sweet and beautiful.

At that time, not only Sherlock, but even other people in the room felt the warm atmosphere like a spring day, like a gust of breeze brushing across the cheeks, warm and soft, causing ripples in the hearts of the people.

"What do you mean?" Sherlock's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and his cheeks began to flush.

"Sherlock, do I look good?" Looking at the other person's chest that had begun to rise and fall slightly, Rita moved half a step forward to get closer to him.

"Based on my experience...judging..." Sherlock wanted to say that judging from his experience, if Rita's appearance and figure were to be judged by absolute beauty, he would only give her 70 points at most, but he was always eloquent. At this moment, Sherlock couldn't say a complete sentence anyway.

All his attention and thoughts seemed to be occupied by this woman. He looked at her still bumpy figure wrapped under a slightly thick winter coat, and a small section of the same white neck was exposed under the collar of the snow-white mink fur. Shining like a pearl, it made him feel distracted.

He swallowed unconsciously, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Sherlock, I know what you're thinking now." This time it was almost skin-to-skin distance, Rita suddenly held Sherlock's hand, feeling his increasing body temperature and the sweat of his palm.

Then she stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Sherlock's ear, her voice was hoarse and provocative, "Honey, you look so bewildered right now...it makes people want to eat you..."

Sherlock: "..."

At this time, Sherlock probably couldn't think calmly anymore, he just instinctively hugged the woman in front of him, locked her tightly in his arms, then pinched her chin, and looked at him.

Messy breathing, ambiguous atmosphere...

Seeing that Sherlock was about to kiss Rita's lips, Rita suddenly turned her head and asked softly, "Honey, where did you put my wallet?"

"It's in the desk drawer, don't talk nonsense at this time!" Sherlock, who was not happy to be disturbed like this, replied impatiently, and then he forced her head straight again, wanting to continue kissing...

"Honey, you're so good." Lita stopped talking to Sherlock, turned around, walked directly to the desk, found her wallet from the drawer, and waved it triumphantly in front of Sherlock, "Thank you!"

, "Oh, Shit! Damnit!" Sherlock, who woke up for a moment, was almost mad.

What the hell just happened?

Mr. Agent 007, who watched another big show, was stunned.

Only Mycroft, still wearing the same gentle smile, looked at Lita with great interest.

Her ability seems to be more interesting than it looks in the information.

However, with the temper of a child like Sherlock, he probably won't let it go.

"Okay, I've got what I want, so I won't bother you to discuss business." Lita checked her wallet, and after confirming that nothing was missing, she prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Sherlock, who had finally calmed down completely, called out to Rita, "Mycroft, I have accepted the commission you mentioned just now, no matter what the case is, but Watson is not here recently, so my conditions Yes, I want her to be my assistant!"

"WHAT" Rita took her foot back after stepping out of the door, she turned to look at him, "Sherlock, are you insane? Why do you think I will agree to your request, I am not your brother's subordinate. "

"Just because..." Sherlock smiled, "You are so nervous about your wallet, not because of the money or credit card in it, but something else, I don't think you want me to tell you about it?"

"Sherlock Holmes!" Lita, who was told the central matter, was furious for a moment, and at that moment, the whole house in 221B shook.

Speaking of which, it wasn't a shady secret, but, indeed, Sherlock was right, and she didn't want anyone to know about it.

"Then a deal?" Sherlock, who had finally pulled back a victory, raised a victorious smile.

"Okay!" Lita gritted her teeth and nodded, then glanced at Mycroft, "However, Mr. James Bond is my bodyguard, so next—"

Although I don't want to cause extra problems, but the two guys in front of me who don't look like they will never let it go if they don't make a complete distinction, he really has nothing to do, and McCoff has no choice but to compromise, "No problem, if Miss Stark is willing to help Of course it would be great, Mr Bond will always be in charge of your safety while you are in London."

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The previous disputes subsided temporarily, and then it was time for Mycroft to present the content of the entrusted case to Sherlock.

Originally, this step should have been carried out in Buckingham Palace, the highest residence of the British Empire.

But after such a long delay, it was still handed over to Mycroft to directly relay to Sherlock.

……

Erin Adler.

A woman who came in and was talked about in London or the whole of England.

A mysterious "****queen".

Because of the "special" services she provided, Irene held the privacy of many important figures in the political and business circles.

It's not just money, fame or even power for this woman.

According to Mycroft, what the honorable guest entrusted was for Sherlock to retrieve some private photos belonging to a very important member of her family.

Sherlock threw down the information he took from Mycroft, "Give her money, or whatever, why do you want me to solve it? Aren't you afraid that the woman will directly publish the photos?"

Mycroft: "The thing is, she didn't want anything, she told us she had these photos, but she just told us, she didn't ask for anything. So it made it very difficult for the distinguished guest."

"Smart woman, interesting." Sherlock once again looked at Irene Adeline in the photo who was wearing a tight leather jacket and holding a black whip, showing a hint of admiration.

"By the way, according to investigations in recent days, we are not the only ones who have been eyeing this lady recently." McCoff added again, "We still don't know for sure whether she still has any important information in her hands. You can't send people to act for the time being. So, another task for you, Sherlock, is to investigate the origins of those people, or other information in the hands of that woman."

"Then what are we going to do?" Lita was a little confused, because superheroes in New York would not encounter such complicated cases.

"At least we need to know where this woman hides all these important materials."

Sherlock glanced at Irene's address, stood up from the sofa, and was ready to act.

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