When Pei Donglai dressed as John Watson

The date in Chinatown was enjoyable, but when they got back to 221b Baker Street, they were more or less disappointed.

Because after they came back, they saw an unexpected guest in the living room—Macrof Holmes.

John really hoped that Sherlock could help him persuade Mycroft, and he would be very happy if McCoff was willing to help, but not now, at least not at this moment, because he spent a lot of effort to get it. Let Sherlock be willing to help, so he doesn't like sudden accidents very much.

John knew Sherlock, and if he wasn't there now, even if Sherlock didn't succeed in restraining his temper and getting angry at Mycroft, he would agree to do it all over again because he couldn't explain that he had tried his best when he came back.

But if he's on the scene, Sherlock's mission is much more difficult to accomplish.

And the most important thing is that McCoff had just investigated John before. Waiting for one day, just like the last time, he will find it out.

It was nothing short of a disaster.

As John expected, Sherlock jumped up the next moment he saw Mycroft.Yes, he jumped up, even though he was not sitting down, but standing up, but this kind of jumping up did not make him look lively at all, but was furious.

"Damn! How did you come in? Who opened the door for you?" Sherlock said angrily, "I see, it must be Mrs. Hudson again. She knows I hate you, why does she always give you the door?" open the door!"

"That's a matter of course, isn't it?" Mycroft stood up from the sofa. The etiquette he had learned since he was a child made him always tidy up his clothes when facing others, lest there be any traces on his body. Something is wrong, and it is extremely impolite: "Mrs. Hudson likes me, that's the truth."

Sherlock stopped John, who was shorter than himself, behind him, and after he confirmed that he was blocking McCoff's view, he asked him, "Okay, tell me, what do you want to do here?"

"I thought you guys wanted to see me too, didn't you?" Mycroft gave John a smile. "I know you want to help a poor girl, but maybe we can have an exchange."

Well, it looks like it's about John this time, so he steps up from behind Sherlock: "Maybe, but I'm not sure what I can do to help you."

"Believe me, what you can do is actually more than you expected." Mycroft's smile deepened a lot: "Especially in convincing Sherlock, you did really well."

"..." John was surprised by his guess, but even if it was impossible, he still had to ask: "Excuse me, how did you know about my conversation with Sherlock?"

"I thought it was an obvious thing." It was Sherlock who answered him: "He has installed a monitor here."

"No, in fact you are wrong." Mycroft smiled innocently: "I just installed a bug, because I am not interested in watching your every move every day."

"But it's not much better than the monitor." After such a long conversation, Sherlock has calmed down. After he deduced all the possibilities of McCoff coming to Baker Street, combined with the conversation between him and John , immediately understood the other party's intention.Then he said firmly, "No!"

Just when John was puzzled by Sherlock's sudden no-no statement, Mycroft had already understood what the other party meant, and then took the words naturally: "No? Why not?"

"I have a case in hand now, it's very tricky, I can't get away from it." Sherlock made up a lie casually.

"Don't worry about your small case. This is an important national case and it's very serious." Mycroft saw it, but since he wanted to ask Sherlock now, it was naturally impossible to expose him, and then he broke up.

Well, now John sees it.It was McCoff who needed Sherlock's help on a case, but he understood Sherlock's character as well as himself, so he wanted to use Yao Sulin's case in exchange for John's persuasion to Sherlock.

But he already asked Sherlock to help him once, even if he hadn't had time to tell Mycroft yet, McCoff already knew about it, but Sherlock obviously didn't want to help McCoff, John didn't Knowing whether he really should persuade Sherlock.

So, although he looked at Sherlock, he didn't say anything in the end.

Mycroft was not disappointed at all, because he had been paying attention to Sherlock's expression.

"How's your weight loss going?" Sherlock already agreed in his heart when he thought of what he had promised John before, but when facing McCoff, he still couldn't help wanting to have a verbal argument.

"Very well, you don't need to worry." Mycroft felt that he should give Sherlock a step, "John, you can persuade him, I believe he will listen to you. Otherwise, my brother will not give in obediently of."

John opened and closed his mouth, but said nothing.

"If you're really in such a hurry, why don't you check it out yourself?" Sherlock's seemingly indifferent answer proved that he cared about John, otherwise, he wouldn't have helped John when he couldn't refuse Mycroft Blocked Mycroft's words.

"I can't leave the office." Mycroft answered Sherlock's question like this. "And it's still the time for the Korean general election... Oh, I think, you shouldn't be interested in this, so I still won't explain it to you so clearly." Mycroft was silent for a while, and then continued to answer: "More What's more, I'm a detective in the office, and it's not my style to go outside to run errands for a case like this."

"That's why you are getting fatter and fatter!" Sherlock satirized the other party disapprovingly.

"...John." Mycroft felt that he really needed to change the person he was talking to: "Since you and Sherlock lived together, his detective work seems to be flourishing, how is it?"

"what?"

"How does it feel to live with him?" Mycroft and Sherlock are indeed two brothers, and they satirize others mercilessly: "I guess life must be worse than death?"

John thought in his heart whether the meaning of Mycroft's words was superficial or secret, but in the end he decided to treat it as superficial. "It's never boring."

"That's really good, isn't it?" Mycroft took out a document. He originally wanted to hand it over to Sherlock, but considering his withdrawn character, he finally decided to hand it over to John. : "Andrew West, or Serena as his friends call him, was a government worker. But this morning, he was found dead on the railroad tracks at the Batran train station. The cause of death was severe trauma to the head. hit."

John glanced at Sherlock, but he couldn't see his eyes, and after a final thought, he took the file.John felt that if Sherlock didn't want to press the case, maybe he could help. "Did he commit suicide by jumping off a rail?"

"This inference seems to be logical, but..." Mycroft also has eyes to see the ability of John who has been by Sherlock's side, so he doesn't mind telling him everything he knows.

"But? What but?" John frowned suspiciously, but he quickly let go: "Well, if it was an accident, you wouldn't have come here either."

"Very clever conclusion." McCoff nodded, and then told him: "The Department of Defense is developing a new missile defense system called the Bruce Partington Project, and the contents of the plan are stored on a memory stick. .”

"This trick is not very clever."

"There are many backups, but this is a secret." Mycroft's smile narrowed, obviously this matter is indeed serious: "Now it is missing."

"Is it highly classified?"

"Of course." Mycroft really answered John Burr's question: "We think West must have taken the memory stick, and we must not let it fall into the wrong hands. So, even if it is not It doesn't matter to Sherlock, I hope you, you will help me get the memory stick back. After getting it back, I can promise you that Yao Sulin will be a legal resident of our country."

"Of course, this is not an order, but a request." Because Mycroft believes that even if John can't find it, it doesn't matter, Sherlock will help him.

Just for what John said - she's an orphan and there's nothing wrong with that, but she has us, doesn't she?

And another sentence - I see a very familiar feeling in her, she makes me miss, like a little sister.

Just for these two sentences, Mycroft believes that Sherlock will definitely help John for his wishes.

McCoff looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he decided to leave: "Okay, it's late, so I'm going back now. Goodbye, John." He held out his hand.

"Goodbye." John also held out his hand, shook it with Mycroft, and then let go.