[Zhongyingmei] The little angels of the big ones

"Mycroft, you survived a catastrophe, isn't it worth opening a bottle of champagne and asking me and Rosa to celebrate with you at this time?" The old god Sherlock was leaning on the sofa with a bear The younger brother spoke lazily in the flatter tone he should have.

Rosa sat next to Sherlock and ate the snacks specially brought to her by the beautiful female secretary 5 minutes ago. ".

Rosa always felt that when the tall, long-legged lady brought snacks and black tea in, she looked at her with awe in her eyes.

Is it an illusion?

#MI6People & beautiful female secretary: You are absolutely right! →_→#

Mycroft struggled to breathe, fighting the urge to throw the two brats in front of him together.No matter how useless his agents were, they wouldn't really be unable to save him. The situation at the time seemed urgent, but it wasn't really as dangerous as it seemed.

Mycroft couldn't believe that Sherlock didn't know.

Why does this bear brother have to belong to his family?

"Miss Watson." Mycroft was worthy of being a qualified politician and conspirator. Even if he lost his master in front of his subordinates, he could accurately distinguish his emotions. "Thank you for your help." The little girl's ability is indeed the same as the information said - unstable, and often indistinguishable from friend to foe.

#Batman Bruce Wayne: Big brother, hold one#

"You're welcome." Rosa felt a little emboldened.It stands to reason that she did save Mycroft's life and deserved his gratitude.The process of critical rescue...

Rosa looked up at the sky, thinking that if given a choice, Mycroft would definitely let the assassin kill him directly - after all, there would be no need to be ashamed.

"Mycroft, is your life only worth this thank you?" Sherlock ran on his brother. "As MI6's..." He wanted to repeat his brother's title.

"Sherlock!" Mycroft glared at his younger brother who was clearly making fun of him, "Miss Watson." He turned to Rosa with a bit of arrogance unique to a superior, "Thank you very much for your help." .As for your stay in London this time, on behalf of the British government, I would like to extend my welcome to you."

Rosa knew there was a deep meaning in this, but she didn't understand it.

"He means that from today onwards he will withdraw the person responsible for monitoring you." Sherlock knocked on the coffee table impatiently. "Mycroft, your MI6's extremely secretive office was breached by a former agent in just ten minutes. Don't you think you have too many idiots under your command?"

The secret office in the western suburbs of London has been established for many years and is located in a hidden location with a high level of security.The fired former agent Thomas Brandt had no access to it during his tenure.But Thomas was able to sneak in there today without anyone noticing, and turned on the highest security settings in the office on the second floor, almost shooting Mycroft Holmes to death.

What might seem like a straightforward story of a disgruntled ex-employee murdering his employer turns out to be a terrifying one.

"You don't need to say that." Mycroft straightened his face.

"Then what are you going to do?" Sherlock fiddled with his mobile phone, sending the precious video of Mycroft's embarrassment just now to five different servers for storage. "Let me tell you in advance, I've been very busy recently." He shook his head.

"Oh? Are you busy making 'decorations' for the walls of the living room?" Sherlock's every move is of course under Mycroft's nose. As for the murder case, I will leave it to you to investigate." Originally, Mycroft planned to leave the matter to the people under his command to investigate, but today his own experience of being assassinated made him change his mind.

"Don't be funny, Mycroft." Sherlock stood up impatiently, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first." Even though the arrogant detective wanted to investigate this case in his heart, he still had a look on his face. A look of indifference. "I'm busy." He walked to the door and opened it, then stood back and gave Mycroft a half-smile.

"Speak up, Mycroft." Sherlock looked his brother up and down for a few seconds with a pretended puzzled expression. "What does it feel like to be kissed by a man on your toes?" He shook his head, pretending to be sad and angry, "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby!"

"puff……"

This was Rosa who was about to take her last sip of tea and go out with Sherlock.

"You really don't care?" Sitting in Bumblebee's car, asked Sherlock beside him. "Didn't you really want to investigate those two cases before?" The big detective was too busy shooting guns at home every day, but his mouth was still so stubborn.

"Hmph." Sherlock snorted arrogantly, "Could it be that I can do whatever Mycroft wants me to do?"

You're nothing short of a rebellious brat.

—Rosa slanders.

"What were you fiddling with on the phone just now?" She saw that Sherlock had been fiddling with the phone just now, but couldn't see the screen clearly.

"Of course, it's a video of a former MI6 member who fell in love with his boss and was fired because of his affection." The detective grinned, "I've already sent the video to my parents, I believe Mycroft will be very busy recently. "

good or bad!

— Rosa sighed.

……

"Eh? They sent all the files over." As soon as she walked into the living room on the second floor of 221B, the mountain-high pile of files on the coffee table attracted Rosa's attention.After taking a few documents and looking through them, Rosa found that they were all related to the previous two murders.

"Hehe, Mycroft's people are only useful for this." Sherlock was not surprised.

"Sherlock, you finally have something to do." Mrs. Hudson came up with a face full of relief and brought a pot of black tea to Rosa and the two of them. "Hurry up and investigate the case." The repair work on the wall of the living room can finally start .

"You've been rejected." Rosa sat across from Sherlock and watched Mrs. Hudson go downstairs, then turned her head and said with certainty. "Mrs. Hudson has long wanted to repaint the walls of the living room." A wall full of bullet holes is an ugly sight.

"Humph." Sherlock snorted to express his indifference, "She will deduct the cost of the renovation from my rent." This is not the first time that wall needs to be redecorated.

"A lot of documents..." Rosa looked curiously. "This pile is full of resumes and work records." There was a bunch in front of Sherlock, and Rosa didn't look at it.

"Most of it is useless." Sherlock flipped through it, then dropped the file.

"Then how do you plan to investigate the case?" Rosa asked the big detective in front of her curiously.It has been a week since she came to London, and she has lived in Baker Street for a week. Rosa's positioning of Sherlock has changed from "a childish good friend and renter with her father who is not a few years older than her physically but younger than her mentally." "People" has become "a big detective who is really annoying although his emotional intelligence is worrying and his behavior is strange."

Rosa has always had a weird tolerance for people with a higher IQ than herself——

This stems from her longing for her own future.

One day she will be as fond of him/her as she is!

"Start with the case of Mycroft's assassination." John was stimulated by his daughter's behavior of burning money, so he has been conscientiously showing a great career as a medical worker in his new job. Morality, I haven't had time to pay attention to Sherlock for many days now.

#卷卷喵:咱唧唧#

And the big detective who lost his partner was even more uncomfortable.At this moment, seeing Rosa asking him about the case in a very polite manner, he was of course very happy.

However, he still had to put on an expression of "I tell you I think highly of you".

"The office that Mycroft went to today was set up by MI6 five years ago. The security level of the entire facility is very high. Thomas Brandt has no authority to go there during his entire employment." Speaking of the case Sherlock, who immediately became serious, crossed his hands, and assumed his standard posture when reasoning.

"But today, the appearance of the Decepticons was unexpected by everyone, and it is impossible for anyone to expect that you will take down the Decepticons." Sherlock poured himself a cup of black tea, "That is to say Well, Mycroft took us to that office on a whim, and it wasn't in his regular itinerary."

"However, Thomas Brandt not only found out where Mycroft was in just one hour, but also successfully sneaked into the second floor with tight security, and opened the security system that was absolutely impossible to know with his authority." Program." Sherlock nodded his chin, "Tell me, what does this mean?"

"Is there a mole around your brother?" Rosa guessed.

"Very likely." Sherlock nodded, "And this person is also closely related to MI6, and has a high position." Otherwise, it would be impossible to contact the fired Thomas Brandt and have the ability to instigate him to kill people. Moreover, he could also know the specific whereabouts of Mycroft and the situation of the security organization.

"Then don't you want to help investigate the traitor now?" Rosa was a little strange.Shouldn't time be important in solving a case? "What if someone ran away late?"

"No." Sherlock shook his head, "Mycroft's people always do such small things well." After losing such a big person, how could Mycroft not investigate immediately with his ability?Sherlock believes that at this time, MI6 and even the British government have definitely set off a bloody storm by his brother, and everyone is in danger.

Don't underestimate a man whose toes were kissed by a man.

"...You just told me this?" Rosa blinked her eyes. "Sherlock, I'm an American." Her nationality is written as American. How could the detective tell her the secrets of the British government so easily?

"Did you think this happened only in the UK?" Sherlock snorted mockingly, "Look at the news, the Secretary of the Treasury of the United States was absent from an important meeting three days ago."

"Wow, the Minister of Finance was really stabbed and hospitalized?" It was already the next morning, and Sherlock went out to investigate the case in the early hours of the morning, and Dr. Watson didn't work because of overtime last night return.Rosa woke up naturally after sleeping, and talked on the phone with her little friend Peter after eating.

"Yes, the injury is quite serious, but it is not life-threatening." As the hero who saved the life of the US Secretary of the Treasury, Peter proudly showed off to his friends, "Spider-Man acted quickly and in time!" A perfect landing .

"Peter, you are amazing!" Rosa praised her little friend, "By the way, I met a new friend in England, and I will introduce you to Harry when I go back." Go back to Manhattan with her.

#卷巻喵: And you two, who remembers that I paid for the car#

"Well? Is it the 'consulting detective'?!" Peter was very excited, "I see your father's blog, Rosa, the Holmes is so amazing!" He admired.

"I'm not talking about Sherlock..." Rosa didn't expect Peter to be a fan of the big detective circle, "But he is really good." This is the truth.

"Rosa, can you get me an autograph?" Peter accurately avoided the oncoming train, and then jumped onto the other side of the cross-sea bridge, "Hey, let's not talk about it, I saw that fool who wanted to blow up the bridge gone."

"Okay, be careful~~" Rosa's last words were accompanied by the sound of hanging up.

"Sherlock!"

The voice came from the living room on the second floor.

"Sherlock? You're back?" Rosa curiously went downstairs to the living room, just in time to see the returned detective sitting on the sofa, "Inspector Lestrade." Rosa nodded to the inspector who looked very pale. .

"Good afternoon, Miss Rosa." Lestrade barely greeted Rosa, and then continued to yell at Sherlock, "I allow you to participate in those two cases, but you can't exclude our Scotland Yard!" Mr. Chang is very tired.

If Sherlock doesn't help with the investigation, he is anxious; if Sherlock helps, he wants to vomit blood.

"Oh, Lestrade..." Sherlock waved his hand nonchalantly, "Even if the criminal is finally caught in this case, it is impossible for him to be handed over to you, Scotland Yard." Scotland Yard is just a police department, and this case However, international terrorist organizations were involved, coupled with Mycroft's attack, the case could only be taken over by MI6 in the end.

"Then you have to let me participate." Lestrade did not give up, "The murder of Cabinet Secretary George Carter and the assassination of MP Tom Sue Wolfe were first reported to the police by Scotland Yard, and now the entire UK The media are all watching!" The inspector, who had been called to reprimand several times by his superiors, was really anxious, "Sherlock, I don't care about anything else, but you must tell me what you find." Confession.

"The spies around Mycroft have been caught," Sherlock just came out from Mycroft. "I'll continue to investigate in the afternoon." He pointed at the coffee table and stopped talking.

"...Then I'll come to you at night." Lestrade could only do this.

"Go slowly, don't send." Sherlock stood up and went back to the bedroom.

"See you tonight, Mr. Inspector." Rosa smiled.

"...see you in the evening." Sighing, Lestrade went downstairs and left.

"He's gone?" As soon as Lestrade came downstairs, Sherlock got out of the bedroom.

"Yes." Rosa poured herself a glass of juice, and then sat down on the sofa, "How did you check in the morning?" She went out at 4 o'clock in the morning with a tinkle, so she didn't sleep good.

"Mycroft is not slow." The big detective, who hadn't been alone for a long time to investigate the case, felt a little indescribably depressed.

#晋江APP: Is it because no one flatters you every day→_→#

"But Thomas Brandt and the captured spy were connected by two different routes." In other words, someone contacted Thomas and the spy separately, and the spy beside Mycroft was not Thomas' superior. .

"Then you want to investigate the case like this now?" Rosa asked curiously.

"I'm going to visit Thomas Brandt's ex-wife this afternoon to see if I can get it from her..." Sherlock stood still in front of the sofa, and then looked at Rosa.

"What?" Rosa put down the peach juice and wiped the corner of her mouth.

"You are a mutant and have special abilities, so the ability to protect yourself is not bad...I guess the Avengers must have given you special training." He glanced at Rosa's thin, but obviously Recently trained arm.

"So?" Rosa asked strangely.

"You will come with me to Thomas Brandt's ex-wife this afternoon."

……

"Why did I agree to come out with you?" Rosa walked down the street with Sherlock under the rare sun in London. "And you don't allow Bumblebee to go with you." The wife of Thomas Brandt lived in a relatively remote area of ​​London, not close to Baker Street.

"That stupid car is known to a lot of people by now." Sherlock saw nothing wrong with asking Rosa to walk to Thomas' house with him. "And you are curious about the truth of the case and want my autograph to bring to your friend." The big detective proudly raised his head, "Let's go quickly." The two of them stood at an intersection.

"Then we can also take a taxi." It's still a red light.This neighborhood is really deserted, with cars speeding along the main road but not a single car stopping within visible distance.There are only 3 people waiting to cross the road at the intersection except Rosa and Sherlock.

"If you're lazy, you'll get fatter." Sherlock ignored Rosa's protest.

"You are... you!" Rosa turned her head in surprise, and was dragged to her side by the big detective.

"What are you looking at?" A bald man standing behind Rosa grinned, "Boy, what are you looking at?" He just reached out and touched Rosa's leg.

"Sherlock!" Rosal held back the big detective who wanted to go forward, and didn't let him pass.

"Hmph." The man thought Rosa and the two of them were in love, and walked slowly across the road humming a song.

It's a green light now.

"Rosa." Sherlock looked down at the little girl.People are brought out by him, and he must be responsible for this kind of thing, "We can beat him.", "I will bring you out, and I will protect your safety." No matter how smart the detective is, he only knows Luo after all. For several months, he mistakenly believed that Rosa's behavior at the moment was a self-preservation choice that a girl had to face in the face of similar incidents.

After all, there are few pedestrians around here, not even a police car passing by.

"Hit what?" Rosa grabbed Sherlock's arm, "Hurry up, let's cross the road." The bastard dares to take advantage of her, let's see if she doesn't kill him!

[Ding Dong, go to hell with all the wretched men, give the little angel a free skill to deal with him!Now exchange skills for Rosa-chan——#十月里that百花开#→_→Please Rosa-chan keep your eyes open and watch the show!Meme (づ￣3￣)づ】

Having passed the intersection of the main road, the man took the same route as Rosa.

As an international metropolis, London is relatively sparsely populated only in this area.The reason is also very simple - this neighborhood is where gangsters, prostitutes, prostitutes, and drug dealers often gather.

Seeing that, five or six burly men with tattoos all over their bodies walked towards them.

Sherlock looked down at Rosa, a little understanding but also a little confused.

At this time, the wretched bald man suddenly moved.

I saw that he suddenly deviated from the original route while walking, and then directly stopped those men who were not easy to mess with at first glance.

"What are you doing, kid?!" The stopped person had a fierce look on his face.

"Come on," the sound of the zipper being pulled open.

"The Lun family..." the bald man said softly, "The Lun family is itchy..."

A big black butt pouted.

"Fuck, pervert!" The six tattooed men were shocked.

"beat him!"

"Kill you fucking pervert!"

……

"Hahaha..." Rosa buried her face in Sherlock's arms, laughing out of breath.

"Your ability..." Sherlock was also shocked.

"I can't control it well." Rosa was a little embarrassed about the scene just now.But as the saying goes, a black cat is a white cat, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.In the same way, it doesn't matter whether the ability is abnormal or not. If it can clean up the bad guys, it is a good app.

#APP: Why don't you think it's not a compliment to me? #

"...Mycroft used it well that time." Sherlock affirmed Rosa, and then sent the photo of the bald head just now to one of his "friends"—it was a matter of revenge for the little girl. Well, he can't do nothing.

"Ah, this is it." Rosa pointed to the dilapidated second-floor building with a large yard in front of her. "Where does Thomas Brandt's wife live?" She made out the number.

"It's here..." Sherlock glanced around, and then stepped forward to ring the doorbell. "Mrs. Brandt!" He knocked again.

"Mrs. Brandt..." Before the detective finished the second half of his sentence, he grabbed Rosa and kicked open the gate of the courtyard.

"Sherlock?!" Rosa was forced to follow the detective and rolled on the ground several times, and the two hid behind a car.

"Mr. Holmes." People who came out of nowhere then surrounded the entire yard. "Come out, we won't hurt you." The man who seemed to be the leader was also fully armed and could not see his face.

"We just want to talk to Mr. Big Holmes." The circle was shrinking.

"Bang!" A bullet hit Rosa's feet.

"Ah!" Rosa was so nervous that Sherlock grabbed her.

"You don't want your good friend's daughter to be injured, do you?" The leading man waved his hand, and more than 20 fully armed operatives had all stepped into the yard.

"As long as you come out, I can guarantee the safety of you and this lady."

Rosa tugged on the big detective's sleeve.

"Not terrorists." Sherlock was about to cry stupidly, "They are from the British government." Really stupid.

"Bang!" A bullet hit the tire of the car.

"Stop!" Sherlock pressed Rosa beside the car to prevent her from moving around, "Where's Senator Kirk? Tell him to come out by himself." How could he be so stupid? !

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to expect to be seen through. "Mr. Holmes, please come out first." The leader was a colonel with rich combat experience, and he quickly calmed down. "As long as you and that lady come out, we won't hurt you." He didn't understand what the big men above were doing, but the military order was like a mountain.

Sherlock was silent for a second. "Don't move." He whispered, then slowly stretched out his hand and leaned out of the car.

Immediately afterwards, the big detective slowly got up.

"A war hero has actually been reduced to the point of being a lackey for a politician. It's really..." Sherlock's pupils constricted, and he immediately squatted down again, throwing Rosa under him.

"Bang bang bang!" The gun went off.

"Mr. Holmes," said the voice in a different voice. "Please come out."

Rosa didn't see anything, but she sensed something was wrong.

Through the gap in the car site, she saw the man who had just shouted lying on the ground, with bright red liquid slowly oozing from his head.

For the first time in her life she saw a man killed.

"Rosa!" Sherlock called her softly.

[Ding Dong, little angel, don’t be afraid, the APP’s automatic defense skills are activated——#发家得富的路得啊!Money!It's absolutely impossible without you! ! ! #], [This skill consumes 1000 US dollars per minute, please don’t be afraid, little angel, Jinjiang APP, you are trustworthy, good APPo(*////▽////*)q]

There was silence all around.

"Rosa?" Sherlock covered Rosa's eyes worriedly, "Are you okay?" He was a little worried that the little girl would be frightened.

"Oh my god, why is there not a single tree planted in this yard!!!" came the man's growling voice.

"Really, not a single tree!" The dozen or so armed men also seemed to be seriously frightened at the moment, "This is too outrageous, it's outrageous!"

They growled furiously.

"Look there!" Suddenly, someone saw the newly bought plant seedlings in the yard of the neighbor's house, "There are trees!" They were ecstatic.

"Squad one!" The man who shot and killed the colonel was the leader of these people. "Get your tools and let's plant trees together!"

"Good!" 8 men cheered.

"Team two!" The leading man continued to issue orders, "Go to the nearest supermarket quickly and buy all the condoms!"

"Yes!" 12 men responded loudly.

"You have to buy enough for this life, you know?!" The leading man urged.

"understood!"

There was an idiot congressman who thought that Mycroft killed the two high-ranking government officials who were murdered before.

When the news came, the man nicknamed "British Government" was almost outraged.

But it was only almost.

That idiot actually ordered his men to kidnap Sherlock? !

Well aware of the possible dangers involved, Mycroft even followed the action himself for the first time, quickly leading his men to Sherlock's location, and even dispatched the army.

But when they arrived—

Sherlock and the little Avengers of the Avengers are sitting on the side of the road.

In a courtyard across a small street, it was full of heat.

12 heavily armed soldiers lined up on the left side of the courtyard.

"Can I only use 60 condoms in my life?!" a person shouted, "I'm only 25 this year!" He expressed his dissatisfaction to the superior who distributed the condoms.

"I'm only 55!" Another man was not satisfied, "I'm only 30 today!" He puffed out his chest.

"There are only so many supermarkets nearby, do you want it or not!" The man in charge of distribution roared, "You don't run out of the fucking ones, wash them and then use them again!"

"But that's too little!" The rest of the people were not satisfied.

"Okay, stick to it for 10 years! When you are 40 years old and you don't have sex, you don't need this stuff!" The team leader is a good team leader who knows the carrot and stick strategy.

"No! I don't want to stop having sex when I'm 40!" The 25-year-old soldier was very dissatisfied.

"It's really not enough!!!" The rest of the people also wailed.

"Washing is not enough!"

"This is how to do ah……"

A howling.

"What the hell are you yelling!" The eight busy people on the other side listened impatiently, "Aren't all of you only children?!"

The 12 people looked at each other, then nodded in unison.

"Your father lacked a condom back then!" The eight working men snorted contemptuously.

Then they picked up their shovels again and went about their work.

"If you want to be rich, first build roads, have fewer children, and grow more trees! If you want to be rich, first build roads, have fewer children, and grow more trees! If you want to be rich, first build roads, have fewer children, and grow more trees!  … ..."

The 8 shovels waved vigorously, and small seedlings were planted one by one.

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The author has something to say: It's a lot late today... cover your face.Thank you for the Overlord ticket and nutrient solution tomorrow, everyone, go read the article.

Let’s make it up, each baby who left a message in this chapter will get a small bag, and a red envelope will be given out at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning, okay?