Chinese food saves the world

When Hollett woke up, the clock was about to reach the maximum number, but the city of London outside the window was still not shining brightly. It was foggy, and it seemed that Baker Street, which was built in the Victorian era, was more classical and deep, as if it was surrounded by In the mist.

Maybe it was because he ate a lot of food last night, or because he just woke up, Heleti didn't feel any hunger at this time.

Sherlock brought her a cup of warm black tea, and revealed to Hollett the details that he found out during the few hours of her sound sleep, "This serial murder case is indeed inseparable from Doctor Doom, the four deceased Holding an important position in Whitehall, he once showed an opposing political stance against the Eastern European country Latvia in public, and proposed to the United Nations to sanction Latovnia's intention to expand its hegemony outwards, and according to Whitehall Street Surveillance video shows that these four unlucky guys all died suddenly and lay dead on the street, without any clues of homicide left, and the pharmacological analysis also showed normal, with no signs of poisoning."

Hao Leti drank hot tea from a teacup, but she still didn't seem to want to get out of bed, "Do you think Doctor Doom used magic?"

Dr. Doom Victor von Doom himself does not have any superpowers, but his mother is a gypsy witch, which makes him a powerful magician who has attracted the attention of the entire European magic circle by self-taught in addition to his technological talents.

In recent years, the relationship between the European magic world and the human government has become closer, but Doctor Doom is undoubtedly an exception. He has not attended any magic school, but the magic he masters is not inferior to the outstanding graduates of the three major European magic schools.

What makes him stronger is that he is proficient in various high-tech technologies. Compared with the European magic world that still inevitably looks down on human society, Doctor Doom has combined magic and technology to a terrifying level.

Sherlock looked at Heletty who wrapped herself in a quilt into a cake roll, "You seem to know a few adult wizards who graduated from Hogwarts."

Hao Leti raised her eyebrows, her tone was indifferent, "I didn't know what I was before. Wizards were one of my targets of suspicion, so I deliberately approached several young wizards when I was a teenager."

Among the three major magic schools in Europe, only Hogwarts is in the UK, and many wizards even live in the city of London. There was Mycroft Holmes, who was already in a high position at that time, and she was successfully invited to participate in several magic games. The melon government and the Ministry of Magic held a joint ball, knowing some inside information about the magic world, and even trying to get acquainted with a few wizards is certainly not a difficult task.

But as a pure Muggle, Holliday's relationship with those young wizards who were three years older than her was undoubtedly not very harmonious and smooth, especially including an arrogant pure-blood wizard.

Thinking of that pure-blooded wizard, Heletty felt a headache for no reason. She drank a few sips of black tea while Sherlock looked at the thin girl who looked like a squirrel holding a nut, and frowned slightly, "So why don't you Made a wizard's first love boyfriend? Is this an emotional liar?"

Sherlock still remembers the young wizard who went directly to the Holmes family because Hollett avoided seeing him. The other party was cunning and cruel, but at the time he couldn't hide his lonely expression of emotional failure, while Hollett acted innocent. , Emphasizing that he has no unusual contacts with the other party.

Hollett looked up at Mr. Detective with a small face, and retorted, "When I got along with him, he was arrogant and arrogant. I didn't even think that I and this gentleman were even friends. How could there be such a weird lover relationship? But I do have to take some of the responsibility, like not knowingly approach the wizarding community in order to get to know them."

Obviously, the accusation of being an emotional liar is absolutely unacceptable to Hollett. Not to mention deliberately being ambiguous in interpersonal communication, she can avoid even physical contact, not to mention that the other party is a pure-blood wizard who has always looked down on Muggles. I never thought that he would have a good impression of her, who would express his love with a haughty and mean face and dislike you as a Muggle?Isn't this sick?

Based on Sherlock's understanding of Hollett, he undoubtedly believed her statement very much. Although the pure-blood wizard was tall and handsome and had outstanding looks, his aggressive bad boy temperament did not make Hollett let down his guard back then. type, she has always been more likely to have a good impression of gentle people.

As for the wizard who lost his relationship, Sherlock Holmes didn't have any extra sympathy, anyway, ten years had passed.

At this moment, Sherlock's Blackberry phone rang, and the caller was the "fat cake essence".

"Sherlock, although you and Heletty acted recklessly again last night, you really gave MI[-] a great gift." Mycroft looked at the photos sent by his subordinates this morning again, and felt that the cup in the cup Ceylon black tea is quite mellow.

——In the dim light of the early morning, Professor Moriarty, who was wearing a casual suit with a coconut shell on his head, was very pale, whether it was from the cold or from the air.

After hearing the call from the humanoid British government, Holliday tried to get out of bed, packed her things and set off for Los Angeles.

Then I heard Sherlock press the PA button and her name came out from the BlackBerry, "Heletty, you need to take Sherlock to meet your wizard friend, since our consulting detective insists on intervening in this case, Then please go out on the field instead of me."

If the modus operandi of the Whitehall Street serial murder case is indeed magic, then as the person in charge, McCoff certainly needs the proper professional support from people in the magic world, and those young wizards that Hollett met in the past have now become British magicians. The new generation of big shots in the world.

But Hollett is obviously not prepared to intervene in this matter, "As the number one figure in the British government, it is only a matter of asking the magic world to provide technical support, and there is no need for me to come forward."

Mycroft on the phone seems to be slow-->>

Eating the small cake in a calm manner, "Arrogant wizards are always the best at obedience and obedience. I need the most accurate and correct information, not perfunctory."

Hao Leti has already packed her mobile phone into her backpack and is about to flee. "It's a pity that my Chinese restaurant needs to provide lunch for diners in a few hours. I am in a hurry."

"It is currently noon in London, and the City of Angels will enter the lunch hour eight hours later, and the entire flight of your Blackbird reconnaissance plane only takes three hours, and you have five long hours to help me run errands, and the British Ministry of Magic happens to Right in the city of London."

It was obvious that Mycroft Holmes was planning to avenge his four-round mahjong night loss and was working on getting Helletti into trouble.

Of course, Hollett was not that easy to convince, "But unfortunately, my friends Harry and Hermione, who work for the British Ministry of Magic, went to Switzerland yesterday to attend the Standing Committee of the United Nations Ministry of Magic, and they will not be able to return to London until a week later. "

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were the two young wizards she met when she was under 15 years old, and Hollett chose these two to be close to, except because Harry and Hermione, who were about to graduate at that time, Hermione already had a good reputation, mainly because these two wizards were born in the Muggle world, and they were not as arrogant and xenophobic as most wizards.

Harry and Hermione, who are 28 years old this year, have grown into the backbone of the British Ministry of Magic, and their influence is becoming more and more far-reaching.

"It's really bad luck." The British government on the other side of the phone seemed to be preparing to smile, "but fortunately, your ex-boyfriend is currently on vacation at a private estate near London."

"I don't have an ex-boyfriend," Hollett resolutely refused to admit her black history as a suspected emotional liar, and said in a threatening tone, "Mycroft Holmes, don't go too far?"

The British government said in a warm voice, "Holly, life is so complicated, you can't be angry because you have cheated on other people's feelings."

Hao Leti paused every word, "I, no, have, deceive, deceive, him, person, feeling, emotion."

She had just turned 15 at the time, and because of her different experiences when she was young, she was extremely indifferent to the relationship between men and women, and the other party's so-called courtship was awkward and atypical, either ironic or trying to bully, compared to the so-called juvenile love I mean, Hollett always thought that the other party hated her as a pure Muggle.

"Then what are you worried about?" Mycroft's tone was not too kind, "This young dignitary in the British wizarding world is still a golden bachelor, which is rare among pure-blood wizards. It’s only because of emotional setbacks, as an old friend you met ten years ago, shouldn’t you say a few words of comfort?”

Hollett wanted very much to answer "it's none of my business", but when she thought of the extremely pale face in the night when the other party was waiting outside Holmes' garden ten years ago, she felt a little emboldened.

All in all, in the end, she and Sherlock got on the MI[-] car bound for the suburbs of London, and Xavier's family's Blackbird fighter jet would wait directly at the nearby apron provided by McCoff, waiting for Hollett to finish this paragraph After the conversation involving the magical incident, it will return directly to Pasadena, Los Angeles.

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This pure-blood family mansion is extremely luxurious. In the well-designed garden, there are even white peacocks strolling gracefully. The wrought iron gate is wrapped with classical and mysterious patterns. When passing through it, it seems to pass through the smoke.

In front of me is a Gothic building that combines the styles of the Middle Ages and the early Renaissance. The closed door was pushed open, and a house elf holding a silver tray came out. His bat-like ears were raised, and his tone was flattering. Excited, "It's Miss Holliday! Do you remember Poppy? When you gave your master the sherry fudge trifle ten years ago, I was the one who served you the silver spoon!"

Cream trifle is a very popular cold pudding in the UK. Fruit, cream, and liqueur are layered on top of each other. The color is beautiful and attractive, and it is gorgeous and pleasing to the eye in a glass container.

And Bobby didn't even wait for Heletty's answer, he pushed open the heavy door for the girl in front of him, and showed her the extremely luxurious and elegant interior, the huge crystal chandelier flickered, as if it was shining with the flames of the marble fireplace, Hollett stepped forward, and the floor tiles under her feet were almost completely covered with expensive carpets.

Doesn't it mean that the magic world is declining day by day?How could this pureblood wizard still be so rich and powerful?

The house elf Bobby looked very lively, and while he was leading Hollett and the consulting detective to the living room where the owner was, he asked like a noble emperor, "Miss Hollett, what do you need for afternoon tea? Is it okay to pair Earl Gray tea with cream trifle? The master has become more and more fond of this dessert over the years, especially the one with sherry wine, and you will also like it—”

"Bobby—" the British accent was sweet and stern, and immediately silenced the house-elf.

Hollett looked in the direction of the sound. In front of the gothic fan-shaped window stood a tall and thin man. His complexion was still pale, and his handsome face became more and more imposing as his power rose. However, his short platinum blonde hair was dazzling. It hasn't dimmed with age, and those gray-blue eyes dyed ice color are as cold as ever.

The 28-year-old man has completely faded his greenness, and he has not yet matured to the level of tact and sophistication. At this time, he is such a typical, arrogant and vicious Slytherin.

Draco Malfoy looked at the petite girl, as if he could say an unforgivable curse to her at any time, "As a liar who deceives feelings, you have the courage to appear in front of me again."

Hao Leti, who was slandered one after another, immediately retorted, with disapproval on Bai Nen's face, "I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!"