[Comprehensive British and American] The Sims

221B Baker Street

To be honest, Liliana didn't understand why she came back here with them. Her purpose in coming to England was Oros, and now that her goal was achieved, the girl thought she could go back to the United States.

Well, why do you use 'hui' as a description when you mention the United States?

She has been away from her own world for some time.

In this new world, whether it is repeated or first encounter, bad things or happy things, these, good or bad, are shells that Liliana has never seen before, so she is satisfied one by one. Put these things away carefully.

And the longer she spends outside, the more she understands the world, Liliana will always have a feeling.

No matter how long she is outside and how happy she is, she will eventually make her way back to Monte Vista.

Therefore, whether it is the United Kingdom, the United States or China, these countries are all travelers in her life. She may stay in a certain place for a while, but she will always leave one day.

This is the same truth as people, no matter how happy they are when they meet, there will always be a day of separation. Liliana has accepted this truth since she was a child.

About this is where it gets weird.

Liliana doesn't know why she's 'going back' to America, or why she feels a strange feeling almost of fear towards Tony Stark.

She tried to sit down and figure out her thoughts.

First of all, death is the best gift that human beings can get. It is a peaceful and comfortable eternal sleep. Liliana is not afraid of any form of death by anyone.

And friends always leave.

This is the truth she has understood since she was a child, so Liliana is not afraid of being separated from her friends.

...then what is she afraid of?

After meeting the Sherlock Holmes family whom she has known for a longer time, Liliana still doesn't know the answer to this question.

The girl sitting alone on the sofa is brooding, perhaps because of a spell?

She guessed a little boredly, if the fear is only fear itself, it is meaningless, Liliana feels that she is not so boring...

The girl's meditation was suddenly interrupted.

On a sunny and comfortable afternoon, a group of people returning from travel and dust are tasting the afternoon tea made by Mrs. Hudson herself.

Even Mycroft, who was never willing to stay here for a long time, stayed awkwardly.

Although there are more than one big oolong waiting for him to deal with, and there is no news for a long time, but it is afternoon, the sun is so pleasant, and the aroma of tea is surging in the air, it is against the British standard to refuse a copy of afternoon tea nature.

Besides, Mycroft figured he might need a cup of tea to calm his nerves.

The traditional British dessert is frighteningly sweet. Liliana was dazed while biting the caramel biscuit. At this time, a faint roar could be heard outside.

Suddenly, Mycroft's cell phone rang.

The middle-aged man wiped off the biscuit crumbs from his hands, then picked up the phone and asked directly, "What's the matter?"

"...what?"

The others were taken aback by his screams, and Mycroft was not one to be surprised.

Except for Liliana who was still eating the cookies heartlessly, the others stopped their movements and stared at him.

At the same time, the rumbling sound of the machine turning outside was getting closer.

Liliana finally recognized the sound. It was the sound of the helicopter propeller turning, which she had heard not long ago.

McCoff continued on the phone.

Amidst the roar of the approaching propellers, Watson and Charlotte exchanged silent glances.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Liliana was pinned to the ground by Sherlock's neck.

The bullet penetrated the glass of the room and shot into the room together with the sunlight.

Since the second floor of 221B Baker Street lived in the detective and his little friends, explosions and shootings have occurred from time to time. The landlady, Hudson, somehow developed a pair of steel-eyed nerves. Her body avoided the shooting. Clinging tightly to the ground, her old hands with withered skin reluctantly reached out to the table to fumble for the remaining snacks.

Dr. Watson exclaimed with helpless laughter, "Mrs. Hudson!"

The old lady said to Watson confidently, "I haven't tasted the biscuit yet."

At this time, Liliana also took a biscuit. She was unlucky, and a stray bullet shot a hole in her forearm. Mrs. Hudson trembled empathetically.

And as soon as the girl put the biscuit in her mouth, the bullet hole in her hand healed.

"... Needless to say, I already know," Mycroft yelled impatiently at the person on the other end of the phone lying on the ground, "I have seen him, he is on Baker Street, in front of me .”

Liliana swallowed the biscuit in her mouth and whispered to Sherlock, "The fat man is scared."

Sherlock smiled silently at Liliana.

In the camp that ridiculed Mycroft, they were always good comrades in arms.

The frantic strafing of helicopters blew up all the glass on the entire second floor wall of 221B.

The old woman walked in the front, and they carefully moved to the thicker bunker, while listening to McCoff's latest heavyweight news.

Lily escaped from prison.

This is not easy, you know she is so fat that she can't even stand up.

"She must have someone to help her escape," Dr. Watson asked in a low voice, "who can do this?"

"No, no one helped her." Standing in a safe place, Mycroft stood by the wall covered with jacquard wallpaper, stretched his head to look at the big hole not far away, and then he said, "It's not humans who helped her. "

Not human?

Dr. Watson was about to ask, when he heard the sound of metal colliding and sliding, and then he couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound.

Through the shattered glass, the people in the room can only see part of the transformation process of the helicopter, but the shock is not compromised.

The visual stimulation of seeing the tall metal giants with live ammunition is too strong. The distance between them is no more than 15 meters, so Dr. Watson can clearly see how the silver-gray metals cooperate with each other continuously Complete small and vivid actions one by one.

The sense of reality that cannot be given by watching news and online videos is finally completed this time.

The metal giant was standing outside, and the soft carbon-based creatures were frightened by the terrifying deterrence just from the appearance. Although Dr. Watson knew that this was really happening in front of his eyes, he still couldn't help but feel that his next move Seconds will wake up from the dream.

Liliana stared straight at the huge metal man, and asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

Want to catch one and take it home?

The girl's emerald eyes sparkled.

"Aliens, not the same as the ones in New York," Mycroft said, observing the robot.

The girl nodded, "I know, I was in New York at the time, and Rocky was my friend."

Most people don't know the name Rocky.

Mycroft, who knew a lot of inside information due to political reasons, was an exception. He turned his head and glanced at Liliana from the gap of observing the Cybertronians, and couldn't help saying, "You really have a lot of friends."

This is of course an irony.

But Liliana completely took this as a compliment and a compliment.

So Liliana smiled triumphantly, and after she finished laughing, she asked again, "You haven't said what kind of alien this is yet."

Mycroft, who mocked the failure, was too angry to speak.

"The Cybertronians, they once destroyed several cities in the United States. I thought they had all left the earth." Dr. Watson said in an uncontrollable tone of surprise.

"In fact, the Cybertronians are divided into two factions. One faction is willing to protect the people on Earth and try to create peace." For other countries, whether their purpose is peace or war, they have become a threat of force, and then the Cybertronians on the other side frequently attack, and the United States has become their main battlefield."

Speaking of this, Mycroft stopped, and turned his head to look at the robot outside. He was tall, and only his body could be seen from the height of two floors.

Looking at this, he would not be surprised at all the casualties of the people and the economic losses of all parties in the robot battle that broke out in the United States.

Either one is a scary number.

"The battle between the robots has caused heavy losses to the United States, and one side intends to rebuild their planet on Earth... Restoring one's own homeland is an irresistible temptation. The leader of the peaceful side is respectable. He resisted this temptation. "Although he was praising the other party, Mycroft shook his head, "But no one can guarantee that he can refuse this temptation every time, and politically speaking, they have no leverage."

"So?" Liliana asked.

"They were expelled, some left, but some stayed, but as far as I know, the remaining Cybertronians did not have any good results regardless of their camp." Mycroft said in a somewhat complicated way, " No one has seen them for many years, and most people believe that there are no more living robots on Earth."

Liliana nodded, then she looked at the huge robot outside, and said, "So, they are a rare breed?"

Mycroft thought for a moment, he obviously felt that Liliana's words were weird, but he didn't say much, just nodded.

Just when Liliana was about to say something, she heard a shrill female voice calling her name, "Liliana Downers--"

Following the shout of the other party, a giant silver hand suddenly stretched out. The huge palm spread out in the room, then sank down suddenly, and the ground between the first and second floors was immediately poked out. A big hole was opened, and then the palm was lifted up again, the ceiling immediately shattered, and the attic turned into rubble ruins.

As the owner of the house, Mrs. Hudson covered her mouth and let out a groan.

"Liliana~"

"Liliana~"

"Liliana~"

Lily who was outside yelled strangely, "Liliana, darling, come out~"

Liliana, who was about to go out, was caught in a dilemma. She originally planned to go out to shut up the person who always called her name. She was also familiar, and Tony was [-] times cuter than her...but Liliana hadn't had time to go out , I heard her say little boy or something.

If you go out at this time, will it become the "little darling" in her mouth?

That's kind of disgusting.

Sherlock suddenly motioned Liliana to look out.

Because the roof was destroyed, Liliana finally saw the whole picture of the robot, and at the same time saw the white ball held in the silver-gray hand of the robot.

Liliana really stared at the white ball for a long time, and finally found out that the so-called white ball was actually Lily wearing a white prison uniform.

The opponent's pink hair has been cut short, and he is wearing a separate white dress and sitting on the robot's hand. In the middle of the jacket and trousers, a large piece of white fat is exposed.

I also saw Liliana, in the hands of the robot, the big white ball said eeriely.

"See what you've made of me?"

...made you cute?

Liliana's emerald eyes stared at her, not sure if she should say so.

And Liliana didn't speak, and Lily held back a lot of words to tell her.

Her blue eyes were squeezed by the fat on her face until there was only a slit left, but she still stared at Liliana, "I have to admit, I didn't take you seriously before, thinking you were just a piece of mud My child is not worthy to be my enemy."

Liliana looked up at Lily in shock, deeply shocked that she could say such shameless words.

"...but now, even disobedience to my mother's orders will make you pay. I will trample you underfoot and drive you into the mud."

Hey...

Liliana sighed.

It seems that the last time she saw this creation, she shouted like this.

The girl had a strange feeling that the other party was a child who didn't know anything, and she was an adult.

This is also a rare experience in Liliana's life.

Of course, it didn't mean that Lily wanted to be cute as a child, but that she was just as ignorant as a child. As a knowledgeable adult, Liliana felt that she couldn't communicate well with her.

Liliana scratched her pink hair. She held her wand in one hand and ignored Lily, but was a little confused about what to do with the robot.

It feels like if the robot is brought down here, it will never be taken away. This big man is equivalent to giving McCoff for nothing, so she should first think about how to bring the robot back?

Staring at the white wand, Fat Lily said sinisterly, "Oh, by the way, you are the best opening ceremony for our grand celebration, so it is also for mother..."

She was interrupted before she finished speaking. A female voice with metallic texture rang out. The voice was icy and cold, and she only said one sentence, two words.

"Come back immediately."

Lily's expression changed, and she immediately said, "Yes, mother."

Before Liliana and the others could react, the robot quickly turned into a helicopter again and flew away with Lily.

Holding a wand in her hand, Liliana stood there stupidly:? ? ?

How about a fight?

Standing in the broken house billowing with smoke, Liliana was stunned for a while, and then cast a reset spell casually based on the principle of not wasting the wand when it comes out.

Restoration spell The process of restoring a house can best reflect the magic and greatness of magic. The falling dust rises back up, the steel bars are straightened again, and the broken wood makes a crisp sound and will be spliced ​​​​again. Curtains and wallpapers are all others. The decorations returned to their original positions cleanly.

The room was restored as before, and Liliana was once again sitting on her favorite sofa.

She said as she played with her wand, "It's so boring and ran away all of a sudden."

Walking on the magically restored floor, Mycroft looked gloomy, "She just said a grand celebration, what do you know?"

Liliana blinked blankly, "What?"

"What did Orlos tell you about those secret activities?"

Liliana shrugged, and then said, "You can't expect music to convey detailed information like speech, the general message is... there will be a big party, they will do some interesting things, and then the whole world will What was changed by this party, a sea change."

To Dr. Watson's ears, hearing the news is like saying nothing.

Mycroft stared at Liliana's wand for a moment, then sighed.

It was a weak sigh.

"What's wrong?" Liliana asked curiously.

Mycroft was reluctant to say more, but Charlotte was always willing to say things that Mycroft didn't want to say.

He also looked at the wand in Liliana's hand, and the other party had already revealed enough information.

The curly-haired youth said in a deep voice, "Minority is a name for some people, mutants, superpowers, and super geniuses. These people have abilities beyond the limits of human beings."

Oros, mutants, Thor in the Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man, these people are all classified into the minority category.

By their standards, Liliana, who uses magic, is obviously one of them.

"Well," Liliana nodded, feeling a little complicated. After all, in her world, people without abilities are rare animals, but there is no difference between the majority or the minority in her world, so the girl sighed quickly in her heart , and asked, "And then?"

"Oh, here's the interesting thing, the mainstream of this world is still those...ordinary people," Sherlock said with great restraint after glancing at Dr. Watson, "They control this world."

Is the test score really higher the better?

[-]% of people they think you are excellent.

At [-]% and [-]%, everyone says you are a genius.

But once the score reaches [-] points and [-] points, breaking through the limit of human common sense, then you are a monster.

The so-called minority is actually a collection of monsters.

Liliana listened to Sherlock's words in a lively manner, and she found it very interesting.

Nobody likes a static world, it's boring, and in Liliana's brief real life she's seen a lot of people trying to differentiate themselves, to stand out.

So Liliana thought for a long time that people like different things like herself.

Later she found out that this idea was wrong.

The easiest example is Liliana's hair, there are a lot of people who don't like Liliana's hair color, they think it's too different.

Just because they are different, people will subconsciously attack those who are different, and they sincerely reject and resist them.

This is really interesting.

Even more interesting is, what if the current minority becomes the majority?

No one in this world can do this more easily than Liliana.

She has bottles of vampire curses and werewolf curses in piles, and these curses are like diseases that can be actively transmitted to other people.

When Liliana found new fun, Captain America Steve Rogers knocked on the door of Tony Stark's house.

Well, time to talk about Bucky.

The author has something to say: the new pit or something, let me have a wonderful experience that I just can't get in.

The reality is that all loitering is a lie

Every one of them will become if you think about it casually, the yy of various details

So for the second new pit, I don’t even dare to think about copywriting for the time being.

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