Chinese food saves the world

Oros Holmes, who was regarded as a devil by the British government, took only five hours to escape this time. After four rounds, three families played a mahjong game of "robbing the rich and giving to the poor", he was ready to leave for the isolated island of Sherringford.

The MI[-] helicopter was already waiting outside Holmes' house, and Mycroft greeted Sherlock and Heletty with unfriendly eyes, "Oros escaped from prison three times in one month, which is a dangerous frequency."

The three escapes were for Heletty's birthday, New Year's Day together, and Oulos's birthday dinner, which happened to happen during the month from mid-December to mid-January, so frequent and unscrupulous.

It is true that Mycroft Holmes is the most important person in the British government, but this does not mean that he can do whatever he wants. In fact, his political opponents are all over Europe, and there are many small-timers in the British cabinet who intend to overthrow him from his high position. , and in a way, his high-functioning sociopathic sister, Oros, is a living target for his political career.

Of course, Mycroft could choose to sacrifice his own rights, and ignore the danger of Oulos, insisting not to send his sister back to Sherringford.

If he is a good brother who puts family first.

It's a pity that he is not. His desire to control and sense of responsibility beyond ordinary people make him think that Oulos, who is extremely smart but mentally disordered, and easy to indulge in the opposite extreme, is the best choice to live in that fortress prison.

This has nothing to do with his own indifference to his family, and has nothing to do with Oulos being his psychological shadow since he was a child. This is just the most correct decision he made as a government official who controls Great Britain in every possible way.

And Sherlock and Heletty knew why he made such a choice, and of course Oulos didn't think there was anything wrong with McCoff's "killing relatives with righteousness", they just thought—

When playing mahjong just now, he should let this middle-aged fat man hit a few more shots, and lose to a pauper!

Several people were not going to wake up the old Sherlock Holmes couple and told them that their youngest daughter would be taken away and imprisoned again. Why should they disturb their sweet dreams tonight?Raising these three children with superior IQs must have filled the life of the couple with exhaustion and helplessness.

Hollett returned to the kitchen, took out a coconut jelly from the refrigerator and handed it to Oulos, "You can eat it on the helicopter. If you want to escape the prison, you can smash the head of an MI[-] agent with a coconut shell."

Mycroft glared at her immediately, "Will you pay for the work-related injury expenses of MI[-]?"

Hollett made a face at him, "Scrooge spy chief, it seems that all your net worth is spent on small cakes!"

Oulos was amused by Heleti. The brown coconut shell in her hand was round and round. When the lid was opened, you could see the smooth coconut milk jelly inside. Can't help but want to feast on it.

When the "big devil" Dongfeng took this dessert and boarded the helicopter, he seemed to be in a good mood. She rejected the proposal from Sherlock and Heletty to send her back to the isolated island in person, "If Holly is here, I might Will really choose to escape from prison and run away with her."

Sherlock has long been accustomed to ignoring you. When you have another little girl in your family, you will find that the younger sister who had favored you at first will completely regard you as a stupid little curly who wants to snatch her younger sister from her.

It'ssosad, but it's better than the British government that lost four rounds of mahjong in a row.

Mycroft Holmes, who controls the entire British government in every possible way outside, but is at the bottom of the food chain at home, after seeing the helicopter take off, he looked at the remaining two troublemakers, "Again, don't try to meddle in the chain on Whitehall Street." homicide."

The consulting detective and his former partner looked puzzled and said with disgust, "You are really getting more and more verbose. Is this a unique manifestation of male menopause?"

Facing the provocation, Mycroft remained unchanged, "If you two act recklessly, you will be sent to Eastern Europe to complete the undercover mission yourself."

The undercover mission in Eastern Europe he was referring to was, of course, the country of Latviania under the dictatorship of Doctor Doom. The villain who dominated one side could be described as a perfect combination of magic and technology, and had been involved with many powerful forces in the universe. Strong to the sky.

Ordinary people confront him, not to mention losing their lives, even their bones will be crushed into slag.

And Hao Leti thought of this doctor's exuberant curiosity in pursuing the mysteries of the universe, and felt that even if she didn't take the initiative to provoke her, she might be targeted one day because of the power stored in her. Basically the same thing.

Following Oulos' departure, in the early hours of the morning, Mycroft and Sherlock were also preparing to return to their respective apartments, while Hollett was half-tied and half-carried by Mr. Detective to 221B Baker Street.

This apartment is not much different from a few months ago, as messy as ever, only the bullet marks on the walls have increased a lot.

Hollett was sitting on the black Corbusier single sofa, holding a Hainanese coconut jelly in her arms all the time, before she had time to take a bite, she was snatched away by Sherlock and placed on the low table aside.

"Don't you think your blood is boiling?" Sherlock said in a low voice, with his hands propped on both sides of Heletty's single chair, his body approached, his contemptuous green eyes were extremely focused, "We should leave immediately Whitehall Street, MI[-] is not under martial law."

"I don't—" Holliday tried to get out of his arms, reaching out to scoop up her coconut jelly.

Sherlock overturned her with a little effort, causing her to lean on the back of the sofa chair again, "Are you really going to obey Fafu Cake Essence's advice?"

Mycroft, Fafu Cakemaker, Holmes, had already returned to his private domain at No. [-] Boulevard. This three-story building was only a few minutes away from Buckingham Palace and Downing Street. It was deserted in the middle of the night. In the office area of ​​the first floor, countless square spots imitating natural light were projected into the dark office, and the owner of the office sneezed inexplicably.

In 221B Baker Street, Hollett looked at the consulting detective and raised her voice, "Give me back my coconut jelly."

Her fair and tender face was full of dissatisfaction, her blue eyes were wet with anger, and her eyelashes felt heavy.

Sherlock stared at the little girl with fierce breasts, and in order not to annoy her, he resisted the urge to touch the top of her head with difficulty. He cleared his throat and put the coconut jelly back into her arms, "This is Exciting serial killings, no reason to sit at home anymore."

Hao Leti scooped up a spoonful of sweet, smooth, and melt-in-your-mouth coconut jelly and put it into her mouth. She stared at Mr. Detective with her beautiful blue eyes, and her red lips pursed unwillingly, "Xiali, you are so capricious."

"But you're still my partner." Sherlock's public school standard voice is cadenced, and with the sexy subwoofer, it's a deadly weapon.

But Hao Leti pointed out his mistake, "It's a former partner."

"I don't agree with you quitting the detective agency." The young Mr. Holmes has dazzling cheekbones and a masculine snub nose, as if he was born to be an arrogant king.

Although Hao Leti was not very interested in this serial murder case involving Eastern European forces, she was a little uneasy when she thought of the detective's dedication in helping out in the kitchen tonight.

But Sherlock, seeing Heletty's attitude softened, directly packed the little girl out of Baker Street and set off for Whitehall.

During this process, Hao Leti still did not let go of the simple coconut shell in her arms. It is not easy to eat up this large portion of coconut jelly, not to mention the fragrant and mellow coconut meat.

So when the two arrived at Whitehall Street, Sherlock not only had to keenly search for clues around him, but also distractedly grabbed the petite girl's wrist to prevent her from eating too intently and leaving his sight.

Where is the partner of the detective agency, and the nanny is almost the same.

At this time, Sherlock had already inspected the scene of the third murder case. It happened that there was a wooden seat on the side of the street. Sherlock squatted down to the ground to observe in more detail after Hollett sat firmly. With the same visual detection power as gamma rays, he even once identified the murderer by the smell of letter paper, and he can even smell the tire leather smell left by hundreds of cars.

And Hao Leti was sitting on the street seat, and when she was finally about to eat up the coconut jelly in her arms, she heard footsteps coming from the alleyway on the left side behind her, light and rhythmic.

Sherlock immediately ran towards Heletty. He was very fast, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. He was still like an elegant gentleman, and the British Browning on his waist was already aimed at the man who appeared in the dark alleyway.

This is the scene of a murder case, and the other party is right behind Heleti, so the detective's reaction is undoubtedly reasonable.

Hollett turned sideways to see who was coming——

He is wearing a casual suit with a slim fit. He is not tall, and he is not well-dressed. He has a white shirt and even a cute round neck, and the bow tie is well-tied.

Not only the dress, but also the appearance can't be called outstanding. The short dark brown hair turns blacker in the night, but the complexion is pale, and the forehead is broad, making the face look a bit childish.

The only unique thing is his indescribable temperament. This face should be cute and harmless, but the charming look in his eyes is like a monarch wearing a crown. Everything in this world is under his control. above.

"Look, two detectives." He had an Irish accent, his voice was soft, and he had a sense of beauty and bewitchment.

Sherlock's British Browning obviously didn't intend to move away, he had already recognized someone, "James Moriarty, the crime lord of London."

Moriarty deliberately exaggerated the surprise of being recognized, but inadvertently exuded a vicious aura, adding a bit of chill to the Whitehall Street in the middle of the night.

Holliday was already thin and her eyesight was lower when sitting in a chair. She had to raise her head to look directly at Moriarty, and the criminal king looked at the Asian girl's face that was whiter than coconut milk jelly, and couldn't bear it. I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, "As a detective, baby, you look too sweet, right? Is this legal?"

Before the frivolous words were finished, the Browning in Sherlock's hand was already pulled and loaded, full of shocking power.

And compared to the world's number one consulting detective, Hollett's performance obviously surprised Moriarty——

Because of the time difference, Heleti's biological clock has not yet reached the point where she feels sleepy, but in the middle of the night, a man with malicious intentions appeared, of course, her mood was not much better.

So Hao Leti raised the simple and hard coconut shell, and said in a bad tone, "Stay away from me, or I will smash your head with the coconut shell."

James Moriarty: ""

Napoleon, the criminal world running rampant in Europe, looked at the Asian girl with fierce breasts, and was a little silent for a while.