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This can be said to be a pretty nasty joke.

That guy Sherlock is going to die?Who would believe it.

But Vivienne on the other end of the phone cried so heartbreakingly that Elsa couldn't help crying along with her.

So back to the Avengers Building, Elsa took back her space box and was about to leave.But was stopped by Natasha.

An experienced female agent is much more reliable than the stunned Elsa.She gave Bucky a full set of camouflage IDs, patted him on the shoulder, and made way for Elsa.

She booked a flight in Bucky's new identity, looking worried on the way to the airport.

Vivienne and Watson couldn't get through on the phone, and she couldn't do anything at such a distance, except worry and struggle.

The temperature in New York is completely different from that in Siberia.Elsa changed her thick coat, but she still wore a cap and a mask.Bucky next to her was dressed like her, and looked like a couple who were a little overdressed.

And, Bucky's new identity name is - James Saleen.

Elsa: Hahaha just say he's mine!mine!

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It took a long time on the road, and by the time Elsa reached Baker Street, it was already the morning of the third day.

She knocked for a long time but no one opened it.Elsa sneaked a look around and opened the door with her power.

There is no one in 221B.

There was a low breath in the room.Elsa climbed up to the second floor, and those familiar furnishings were still there, but they always made her feel uneasy, full of faded old feelings.

She took Bucky back downstairs, waited for a long time on the sofa, and waited for Watson and Mrs. Hudson in black clothes.

Elsa looked up expectantly, but what she saw was Watson with a sad and calm expression.

He looked at Elsa who came without warning, and threw himself onto the sofa: "You are here."

"Sherlock, he..."

"Yeah." He pressed his temple and let out an affirmation from his nasal cavity.

Elsa pouted, feeling a little dazed.

"This is Mr. Barnes?" Watson pulled himself together, "I haven't congratulated you on finding someone yet."

Elsa shook her head: "What's going on?"

"Have you seen the news?"

"No...I just came from the United States. I've been very busy during this time, and I have no chance to pay attention to other things at all."

"Moriarty." Watson smiled, "A Moriarty, who ruined our Sherlock. Why did you come here suddenly? I forgot to tell others..."

Elsa thought of the abrupt message and bit her lower lip lightly.

"Vivian called me," Elsa paused, pointing to his cell phone, "but when I called back, neither of you could get through."

Watson was stunned for a moment, and then he took out the mobile phone that he hadn't turned off a long time ago from his pocket.When I received the last call from Sherlock that day, I watched him jump from upstairs, and my whole body was shocked. How could I care about charging my phone?

He remembers to put on a decent black suit today, which is already good.

With a wry smile, he threw the phone on the coffee table, waved his hand, and stopped talking.

Mrs. Hudson put away the umbrella and gave Elsa a hug.Her voice was also a little choked: "Elsa, give John some time. He is very sad."

Cinderella has little realism to this day.She sat with John for a long time, Watson sitting where Sherlock always sat, and Elsa sitting where Watson used to be, and Bucky stood guard at the door, making no noise to disturb them.

Elsa couldn't hold back her tears after all.

Although Sherlock is a devil who always bullies her and oppresses her, he is a very good person.He also had the nerve to say that Elsa's EQ was low, and it was obvious that his EQ was lower than anyone else's.

Elsa had been sad all day before she managed to gather her emotions at night.

She refused Mrs. Hudson's stay and walked the streets of London with Bucky.

It was still foggy tonight, and the news hanging on the opposite newsstand was about "Sherlock Holmes is a lie" a few days ago.Seeing that Elsa couldn't help but blow up the chandelier of the newsstand.

"Elsa," Bucky put the scarf that Cinderella threw to him before and wrapped it around the gray-haired girl's neck again, "You have a cold, be good, don't move."

Elsa watched his movements and said, "It's hard to lose someone."

Buck was straight, he was still wearing gloves, he stroked Elsa's hair without saying a word.

Cinderella thought for a while, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and called Vivienne again.

This time it was connected.

Elsa immediately became nervous, afraid of hearing any bad news from Vivienne.

But after the phone was connected over there, there was an energetic voice.

"Elsa? Why did you call me?" Vivienne still didn't quite understand, "If I didn't just go home at this time, you would definitely not be able to find me."

"... Vivienne, are you okay?" Elsa secretly glanced at Bucky who was staring at the moon through the mist, "I'm sorry about Sherlock."

"What's wrong with that guy Sherlock?" Vivienne was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "You mean my phone call a few days ago?"

"Ah."

"Elsa, are you back?" Vivian raised her voice, "Did you come from America to England?"

"Uh... not special?" Elsa lowered her voice, "I mean Vivian, how are you? You were there for me when I lost Bucky. You know me. I know what it's like. ……I'd like to see you."

"But Elsa's matter is not what you think..." Vivienne was silent for a while, and she snapped her fingers, "Forget it, I'll pick you up, where are you?"

Bucky reported a string of accurate addresses very quickly.

Vivienne agreed and hung up the phone.Less than 2 minutes later, a fashionable blonde girl in a khaki trench coat and a light blue scarf came out from the corner.

Vivienne was taller than Elsa, and she was wearing a pair of sky-high hats. The first time she saw Elsa, she put a smile on her face.Bucky guessed her identity without seeing her, and let the young girl rush over to hold Elsa in his arms, move his fingers when they rubbed their cheeks, and resisted not to forcibly separate.

Elsa looked at Vivian who was very happy, and suddenly felt that her aching eyes were a bit exaggerated.

"Elsa, long time no see." The witch reached out and stopped a taxi. "This matter is very complicated."

She greeted Bucky lively, and took a special look at his hand: "Hi, I'm Vivienne Colburn. I've seen you before, don't know if you still remember?"

Bucky shook hands cooperatively: "Unfortunately, I only saw squirrels."

Vivian shrugged, opened the taxi and sat on the co-pilot first: "Go back to my house first, we have some things to talk about later."

The drive was a bit long. Vivienne's family lived in the suburbs of London, but they had a large piece of land. Her house was built in the center, which was a small villa.

Vivienne introduced Elsa while leading the way: "I cast the Muggle Ignore Charm on my side. Ordinary people are just passing by here, so it's safe."

The wand she was holding waved in the air, and an inconspicuous door opened.

"Let me tell you first... If you want to beat him, I will definitely not stop you." Vivienne opened her innocent eyes, "By the way, you can beat him up for me."

Elsa didn't understand what it meant, but Bucky next to her understood what it meant in an instant.

His previous missions did not wander around the UK. He didn't know Holmes very well, but he was very keen. There were people in this house.

He lowered his voice and left a big bomb in Cinderella's ear: "That person is not dead."

"Who?"

"Sherlock Holmes." Bucky laughed, "You have all been deceived by him."

Sure enough, Elsa walked into the living room with the feeling of "no way", but saw Sherlock in casual clothes lying on the sofa with his sleeves rolled up, with a limp worm lying on each arm.He saw Elsa, but just glanced at her lazily, and continued to stretch his brows and eyes on the sofa.

Elsa rushed over like a small whirlwind: "Sherlock——"

"Shh..."

He made Elsa whisper, swinging both arms at the same time, got the two quiet bugs into the glass jar on the coffee table, closed the lid before looking at Elsa: "Yes, I'm not dead. "

"Mr. Watson thought you were dead! He was so sad, and you ended up playing with bugs here?!" Elsa felt that the tears she shed for him were in vain.

"I know," he crossed his long legs, "of course I know."

Elsa looked at him angrily, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "I want to call Watson."

"If I were you, I wouldn't make this call when I don't know anything," Sherlock smirked at her, "Didn't M also look for you?"

"?"

"Moriarty, the lingering guy." Sherlock snorted, "I satisfied him and played with him, but he forced me to go underground, so I'll go underground."

"……Eh?"

Sherlock picked up the jar containing the worms and shook it: "It's for Watson's good, otherwise it's not a comfortable thing to be stared at by Moriarty all the time."

Elsa seemed convinced, nodding thoughtfully.

Bucky, who followed behind Cinderella and realized that his sister was so easy to deceive, rolled his eyes helplessly.

I have to say that Elsa is really a very easy-going girl, especially on the basis that the people she faces are all her acquaintances.

Elsa was actually convinced by Sherlock's few words.

Bucky originally thought about whether to remind Cinderella not to be led astray, but he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with Elsa staying simple like this.

On the contrary, it is not very good to be involved among these people who are not ordinary at first sight.

Bucky remained silent, but Vivienne returned to the living room with her wand and pointed at the suspended tea set, and then angrily called Sherlock's name:

"Sherlock Holmes—it was Gallonia who allowed you to move!"

She snatched the glass jar and said angrily, "I won't let you put on nicotine patches and you're just doing this?"

Sherlock shrugged, not arguing with the girl.

Vivian rolled her eyes, the wand tapped on the wooden table, the teacup opened automatically, and the teapot poured two cups of fragrant black tea without any manipulation.

"Please use." Vivienne made an inviting gesture, with a very nice smile, and then the cup of cold tea on the table hung in the air, and poured all the tea on Sherlock.

Sherlock: "...Vivian."

"Go change your clothes, bye." Vivienne didn't even look at him, but focused on Elsa, with an extremely aggrieved expression, "Elsa, you don't know, I couldn't get through when I called him, but John told him What was my mood when he jumped off the building?"

Sherlock moved his ears uncomfortably.He shook his shirt soaked in the cold tea, got up stiffly and left.

Before leaving the living room, he turned back: "It was Vivienne who brought you here on her own initiative. I have always opposed it. You don't need to participate in this matter."

He paused and spoke quickly: "So...don't tell John."

After speaking, he finally left.

Vivian couldn't help laughing: "I'm really sorry for John."

Elsa frowned thinking about Mr. Watson's sad look: "Really...can't you tell Watson?"

Vivienne shrugged: "I don't care, it's a matter between them. To be honest, John and Sherlock must have chosen me for Sherlock, so...you understand, but if you say it, I won't stop you .”

Vivian snorted: "This guy is always self-righteous. If I hadn't discovered it myself, he would probably have lied to me too. Let's not mention him. I haven't congratulated you yet. You have found someone."

Speaking of this, Elsa smiled very happily.

She smiled and took Bucky's hand, and clasped her fingers tightly in front of the blond girl: "Yes, thank you Vivienne, if you didn't bring me out of the forest, I might have walked a lot of wrong roads."

"Then I would also like to thank you. If you hadn't saved me and triggered the self-defense spell to wake me up in time, I would have really thought of myself as a squirrel living in that forest," Vivienne said lightly with her magic wand. At [-]:[-], a plate of steaming biscuits appeared on the tea table, "It's boring to thank you in this way, try my craft."

Vivienne's biscuits are much better than Elsa's.

While drinking tea and eating biscuits, Elsa listened to Vivienne talk about recent events: "You said that you can't get through on the phone? It should be that I have returned to the magic world. We have an independent line over there, so we didn't build this The signal towers of the world naturally have no signal."

Vivienne smiled: "Then what are your plans? Next? You said at that time that you would find your Bucky and take him home."

She looked at the man who filled up the black tea for Elsa, and shook her fingers: "Are you going back to the cave? I can take you back. But I guess...you may not adapt to that kind of life anymore."

"It's not difficult to adapt." Elsa wrinkled her nose, her expression was very cute, "It's just as long as he's here, it doesn't matter if there are external things. I thought about going out to travel around the world, but then I thought about it, It's too troublesome."

She fell back, and the thoughtful human cushion was still so comfortable: "How about I settle here? I want a small farm where I can grow things. When I was young, I especially wanted to raise cows, chickens, and dogs."

Elsa looked up at Bucky, he hadn't taken care of himself for the past two days, and the stubble had grown back.Elsa rubbed her delicate cheeks with a smile, and the slightly painful and itchy feeling made her narrow her eyes: "I think a simpler life is suitable for us. There is no need to think about troublesome things, just like before You don’t need to pay attention to the time. Do whatever you want. I’m okay, Bucky? Go for a walk if you have nothing to do, and if you have something to do, you just plant potatoes and raise cabbages? I don’t know if your skills have regressed.”

Bucky was caught by her smile and laughed too.

Elsa felt his relaxation very clearly.

Although he didn't know what Bucky and the Avengers said in her absence, Bucky has not been as depressed as before since then.

Probably the things he was carrying were not so heavy anymore.

He kissed Cinderella lightly on the forehead: "What you say is up to you, I will listen to you."

Vivienne's expression was a bit meaningful.

"You have to pay attention to influence Elsa," Vivienne was also infected by Cinderella's beautiful imagination, "I'm super envious of what you said, but it's a pity that bastard Sherlock won't listen to me."

She waved her wand, and a string of cute little fireworks exploded in the room, accompanied by a piece of cheerful music.

"Do you like the background I gave you?" Vivian blinked at Elsa.

Bucky's expression didn't show anything, but Elsa felt that he might be more surprised than herself.Anyone who is mostly exposed to science will feel miraculous when they suddenly come into contact with magic.

Cinderella stretched out her hand, and the transformed fireworks fell on her palm with a little bit of faint light, and then dissipated into the air little by little without leaving a trace.

The cool black tea in the teacup steamed again: "I'll treat you to dinner here. Is there anything you want to eat? Would you like to see how magic cooks?"

Elsa's eyes lit up immediately.

She immediately stood up from the sofa, put her arms around Bucky's neck and kissed: "It's been a long time since I've cooked for you! I'll borrow Vivienne's place to cook for you today."

Cinderella smiled very... innocently.

She frowned, as if the sly words were Bucky's illusion: "Baked potatoes, steamed potatoes, fried potatoes or mashed potato soup, which one do you want?"

Bucky's expression froze for a second.

He remembered the days when he was dominated by potatoes.

If it wasn't for him to buy some food after he went to work... The large amount of potatoes that can be stored is really the ration they will continue into the future.

He doesn't mind eating potatoes, really doesn't...but oh well...

Elsa laughed out loud.

Cinderella poked his cheek, and with his helpless expression, she disappeared into the living room arm in arm with her little friend.

Bucky recalled it for a while, and couldn't help laughing while sitting on the sofa.

Elsa is so cute.

For her... let's eat potatoes.Bucky thought blankly, at least a hundred times better than Hydra's messy nutritious meals made by experimenters and those compressed foods that are nothing but convenient.

Yes, persuading myself every day is better than a hundred times.

Bucky looked up, and the Sherlock had reappeared in the living room.He changed into a shirt and trousers, and his tall, thin and straight figure looked very similar.

He sat on the couch across from Bucky, his long legs crossed.

"I know you, Barnes." Sherlock's voice was a little low, "You know very well that you shouldn't come out."

"Sherlock Holmes," Bucky glanced at him, "I know you, but I don't know much about you."

"This is Vivienne's home." Sherlock squinted at him, "Don't cause trouble."

Bucky sneered: "To be honest, I don't think I will cause more trouble than you. At least half of the things behind me have been solved. My friend is enough to protect herself, and my ability can protect her, and you ..."

"You're in trouble."

The two men were sitting on the sofa, also staring in the direction of the kitchen, also ignoring each other.

The girls laughed suddenly, and they didn't know what the two of them were doing.

Sherlock glanced at the biscuits on the coffee table.

Vivienne promised to make all the cookies for him, and now there are only five pieces left.When Bucky reached out to get the biscuits, he quickly dragged the plate back to his hand, with a disdainful expression on his face: "Mr. Barnes, you've eaten enough."

Bucky raised his eyebrows: "Is this how the master entertains guests?"

Sherlock, who is not yet the hero: "..."

He showed his trademark smirk, took a biscuit in his hand: "don't care."

Silence again.

He finished eating the biscuits slowly, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel: "If you want me to tell you, I want to warn you. Vivienne's fried fish is a delicacy that must not be missed."

"Coincidentally, I also want to remind you that you must eat more of Elsa's fried potatoes, that's all her wish."

The heart is as follows——

Sherlock: Salty you.

Bucky: Help me eat more. I don't want to eat potatoes.