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Sherlock accepted a case, but it turned out to be the most boring love murder, and he came back from the outside in less than half a day.When he entered, he glanced at the door, his whole face almost wrinkled.

"Sherlock?" Watson was a little surprised, why his face suddenly changed.

"Hmph, that fat man is here again." Sherlock frowned and walked into 221B, "Is there nothing to do for the British government? Come to me if you have nothing to do."

Watson followed Sherlock up the stairs, and sure enough, he saw Mycroft sitting in their living room.

"What are you doing here again? Does MI6 have nothing to do? Or are you finally going to be laid off?" Sherlock couldn't help but want to be sarcastic when he saw Mycroft, although he was usually sarcastic all the time.

McCoff took a sip of coffee and ate a biscuit, feeling very comfortable.Mrs. Hudson's craftsmanship is really good, and the stupid brother has taken advantage of it. "I want you to do something."

"Don't do it!"

Mycroft choked, "What is it that you haven't heard?"

"Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!" Sherlock didn't even want to hear it, "Anyway, as long as it is what you said, I don't want to do it, so I should find someone else. I believe that all the agents of MI6 should not be laid off yet. Let them go." He shrank back into the sofa, with a look of "I don't want to talk to anyone".

"Forget it." Mycroft stood up. "I thought you were very interested in Miss Meng's affairs. If you don't want to, then forget it."

"Wait a minute, who did you just say?"

"I thought you heard it." Mycroft raised his head slightly, looking down at him.

Sherlock wanted to punch his disgusting smile away, "What's the matter with Meng Yin?"

Mycroft sat down again, "My subordinates have found clues about the mysterious power in Great Britain before. Unfortunately, they just sent me the news, and they forgot about it when they came back. It's so clean that I can't catch any traces. I think those mysterious people should have some way to erase their memories."

"So?" Sherlock also raised his head, absolutely not being shorter than that fat man.

"I don't like things that are out of my control, so I must know the details of this mysterious power and those mysterious people." Mycroft crossed his hands, crossed his legs, and looked casual, but under his expression It is full of ambition.

Sherlock gave him a disdainful look, "Cut, control freak."

McCoff acted as if he didn't hear what he was saying, "In the past two days, my subordinates have received news that they saw Ms. Meng in places where mysterious people frequented. It seemed that she knew about it from somewhere. What."

Sherlock opened and closed his hands and fingers together, made a steeple gesture, closed his eyes and thought deeply.He opened his eyes and looked at Mycroft, "What do you need me to do?"

"Follow her and do what you want." Mycroft smiled, "I believe that you will be able to find what I want."

"Deal! Where is the location?"

"A small corner on the side of the street in London." Mycroft took out his mobile phone and sent him a location. "It doesn't look different."

"Obviously, your idiot men didn't find anything." Sherlock looked at the phone, "However, I'm different."

"Good luck." Mycroft raised an eyebrow.

"Wait a minute," Watson couldn't help it after listening for a long time, "So, there are people like Miss Meng in London?" Watson felt that although his three views had been re-established, he always thought that this It only belongs to the mysterious flower growers, so why do you have it by your side?

"Similar, but not the same."

"Okay, John, stop talking nonsense with this fat man." Sherlock stood up, "Let's go find Meng Yin and find a new world."

"Okay." Thinking of this, Watson felt his blood boil.

......

"Are you sure it's here?" Meng Yin looked at this messy street corner. He had been here once yesterday, but he didn't find any entrance! "You won't lie to me, will you?"

Arianna, who was floating behind her, sighed, "Why did I lie to you, don't I want revenge? Only wizards can see the Leaky Cauldron, and Muggles can't." Willing to let himself out.

"Could it be an enchantment?" Meng Yin looked at it carefully, and simply broke through violently.She flipped her right hand, and three copper coins appeared in her hand, she injected spiritual power and threw them out.The three copper coins were attached to something similar to a film, and she made a formula with both hands, "Break!"

With a "boom", the membrane-like thing broke, and a dirty and narrow bar appeared in front of them.

"So, this is the Leaky Cauldron?" Meng Yin looked it up, tsk tsk, why isn't it tall at all?As the facade of the magic world, shouldn't it be more magnificent?Or, is that what wizards in London like?

Meng Yin recalled the sects he and his grandmother had visited, as well as those blinding things.Sure enough, regional differences exist in all aspects!

"Let's go in." Ariana urged Meng Yin.Now she is being led like a kite, and there is no way for her to fly in by herself.

"No, let's wait."

"Wait for who?"

"Wait for someone, someone will definitely appear."

"I think you should be waiting for me." Sherlock looked in amazement at the Leaky Cauldron, it was so interesting!

"Miss Meng." Watson greeted with a little embarrassment.

"How did you do it?" Sherlock was very familiar with London, and he was sure that this bar had never appeared in his memory before.

"Anyway, I did it." Meng Yin pointed to the monitor above his head, "Mr. Holmes is really good!"

"I believe that if you don't want him to know, he won't know." Sherlock didn't forget about the grove.Since she has a way to hide herself completely, it is absolutely possible for McCoff to not find out.

Meng Yin blinked, with a joyful light in his eyes, "How can I say that I'm just a guest, and I can't distinguish between host and guest! Mr. Holmes can be regarded as the British government. Isn't it better for us to cooperate?" Although she I really want to know what is going on with this wizard's power system, but I don't want to cause trouble for my country.Then, it is best to have representatives from both sides to act together.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Watson looked left and right, um, very good, his sense of existence has been reduced again.Forget it, who made himself a good person!For Sherlock's sake, it's better not to worry about it too much.Maybe, this is the only one who is willing to ask for Sherlock!

Thinking about it this way, Watson felt that his image was simply majestic and glorious!

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