[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

Sherlock looked at Christine, who was putting on new clothes and messing with herself in front of the dressing table, and muttered softly: "Something's wrong."

Christine held her newly bought honey-colored lipstick and lightly pursed her lips, looking left and right to check the makeup on her face, completely ignoring someone who was in a brainstorm, Cuihua procrastinated to clean up the dishes on the dining table and secretly glanced at with Sherlock.

"Getout." Sherlock angrily attacked Cuihua who was making noises, "You interrupted my thinking."

Christine got up to appease the assistant with a 'fucking' face; "Cuihua, go to Sergel for a stroll, I will reimburse you for today's expenses, and the room will be cleaned up later."

Sherlock leaned closer to his long face: "You know that the goods have been stolen, of course, for such a big event, your 'admirer' will definitely notify you as soon as possible, obviously so far the protection umbrella has not paid enough attention to this matter .uh...you sure they can't get the goods and you put a spell on it? Nonono, recently Moriarty got a bunch of Gryffindors to work for him, those stupid goldfish. Let me guess, VOICE ...no, fingerprints...no, irises...no, DNA...no, they must have got these things."

"Tell me! Christine." Sherlock's eyes showed a kind of anxious fragility, as if silently begging you.

Christine stretched out a finger and pushed his face away: "No~~, this trick is no longer effective for me. If you can do this to Mycroft, he will probably be happy to give up sweets."

"Yuck~"

'Button. ' "Miss Wood?"

"Go open the door."

The stylist outside the door came in pushing two long racks of dresses. Sherlock saw rows of suits and tuxedos on them, and had a bad feeling that his scalp was going numb: "I can pretend to be a waiter."

Christine stared at Sherlock like a disobedient child: "It has to be a male companion, I need you to be around to help me identify some people, add an insurance layer, so that I won't be so stupid as to have Polyjuice Potion or 'people The man in the leather' mask is gone."

"Okay, don't worry about it, die early and live early, this has already been selected to match my dress."

Sherlock quickly took out a few pieces from the inside, and sent away the stylist who was waiting by the side: "OK"

His eyes fell on the clothes he was about to leave, and he paused for a moment, "You knew I was coming." In a firm tone.

Christine's eyes wandered for a moment, and Sherlock caught him straight: "You and that fat man are together to slander me. Christine, I really misread you. I thought we were in the same camp, but I didn't expect you to He secretly fell to the Great Demon King and bowed his head to the evil forces."

"It's not that serious." Christine lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.

#There is a situation#

Sherlock narrowed his eyes: "Hum...you and Mycroft Holmes? I remember he went to America for a while, you..."

"He saved me, there's nothing you can't say, dinner?"

"No, food affects my thinking."

"I am not asking for your permission, sir, dinnerordinner."

"Magic shouldn't exist, it's not scientific."

"Compared to magic, don't you think it's more unscientific to see through other people's deduction at a glance?"

Christine coerces Sherlock out of the room to replenish his energy.

After dinner, the day is over, it's time to go to bed, happy! ! !

02:42 am Stockholm, 20:42 US time today.

At 01:42 in London, Ethan and his IMF members failed to complete the task at an altitude of tens of thousands of miles. They could only stage a wonderful blockbuster in London and successfully got the box.

On the plane from London to Stockholm, Ethan turned the box back and forth to try to find a flaw: "Moriarty deliberately let us get the box."

Luther crossed his legs and put on the earphones to perfunctory: "Of course, they tried the inventor's fingerprints, pupils, DNA, etc., but found nothing, and we had to deliver the box to the inventor for them."

Jones took the box in Ethan's hand: "Double password, at least someone unlocked the first layer, but what is the six-digit password, Luther?"

"Hey, Ethan tried all the numbers related to inventors and umbrellas, you know, no—"

The big man Hanaway on the side also moved his head closer: "Why don't they use a chainsaw to cut open the second box?"

The three people next to him: "..."

Jones threw the box to him: "Big man, try tearing off the first layer of packaging with your bare hands first, I'm going to sleep, and there's a big battle to be fought in the afternoon."

Hanaway carefully took over the box that the minister had instructed to handle with care, and straightened it. He stared at the combination box in front of him, and felt that Jones's random numbers were not very interesting.

偷偷地瞅瞅旁边闭目养神的三人，大手小心翼翼的伸出一根手指，6…5…4…3…2…1…把凌乱的数字键滚拨整齐准备睡觉。

'click'

Hardway looked at Ethan who opened his eyes in horror, and raised his hand: "It's not me, boss! I didn't do anything."

Luther and Jones also woke up.

The three looked at the password to open the box in front of them: "..." A row of crows flew by.

Ethan swallowed hard: "Well done, Hanaway."

Luther opened the box carefully, no wonder the group of people had such strange expressions yesterday, he thought it was because they were angry because they couldn't do anything about the second level.

Four pairs of eyes fixed on the small metal box on the table.

Luther said softly: "I heard that the original T-virus inside was sold for 20 billion on the black market."

"EUR!"

"No, pounds."

"Hiss... We have brought a safe with us!"

Hanaway: "People with brains are different from those of us who use knives and guns. It's 20 billion casually, and it's still a prize-winning 20 billion."

#Who is the same as you#

When he was about to leave the airport, Hanaway, who was pious and holding a box in his hand, was stopped by the customs.

"What's inside, open it and have a look."

"The ashes, inside are his grandma's ashes. We have already applied to the customs office, can you check?" Ethan was thinking in a hurry.

Customs walked towards the computer suspiciously.

Ethan urged in a low voice: "Luther?"

Luther, who was already out in front of them, tapped on the computer: "Wait...OK, it's done."

At 12:10 pm on December 4, the day when the Swedish scientist Nobel died.It also became the date for the awarding of the Nobel Prize, the highest level in science.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Christine and Sherlock arrived at the scene in an extended BMW car specially prepared for the winners for rehearsal. This blue concert hall built in 1926 opens her arms for the Nobel Prize every year. After the rehearsal Finally, Christine asked the female college student who guided them if she could visit the concert hall freely.

The layout of the concert hall is very solemn and elegant. There is a bronze bust of Nobel under the white curtain in the middle of the stage.There were 10 flower baskets on the stage. The gladiolus and lilies in the flower baskets were shipped from San Remo, Italy, where Nobel spent a long time in his later years.Sherlock carefully surveyed the terrain environment of the concert hall: "This is not suitable for hands-on activities, they should act at the 'Nobel Prize Dinner' after the award ceremony. Also! Tell me, you will not participate in the next Swedish university lecture tour .”

"Uh... that's what Sweden has to do."

"No, as long as they do it in the ballroom, there won't be any speeches."

"What if they don't?"

"Shut up, you have 6 months to get this over with any day you want."

The usually bustling fruit and flower market in front of the concert hall is all on holiday. Reporters from radio and television stations from all over the world, as well as plainclothes police officers in charge of security, are waiting outside the door early.

Christine, the youngest female scientist, is quite topical in the eyes of reporters, especially since she is still a student of the four-time Nobel Prize winner Alan Snape. He never showed up, making all the reporters hate him.

4 points.

The ceremony started, the music played, and the beautiful Swedish female college student led Christine and the others into the palace that scientists in the world dreamed of, and walked onto the stage from behind the scenes.

In addition to these winners, there were more than 2000 people present at the award ceremony, including the king, queen and other royal family members of Sweden, government officials, representatives of the jury, and some previous Nobel Prize winners, famous scientists, writers, celebrities and diplomatic envoys in Sweden. people.

Sitting on the red chair opposite the king, Christine felt the eyes of her surroundings glancing at her vaguely, and the live broadcast camera also took special care of her.Yes, Christine, who just turned 26, was too young in front of a circle of seniors on stage.

After the opening speech by the chairman of the Nobel Foundation, Christine smiled and listened to the representatives of the jury introducing her achievements and contributions. Five of the ten sentences mentioned her great teacher.

#Identified that 'is a rational fan'#

She felt that in Sweden, in Stockholm, and here these days, Snape existed beside her like a ghost, even if Sherlock was as proud as Sherlock mentioned him, he had nothing to say.

Christine’s speech was written by Jack on his own initiative. She read the whole manuscript of self-praise, and had a more accurate positioning of Jack’s loyalty, but this person still has to be a little ashamed. Hey, give a speech directly out of script.

At the beginning - thanks to Nobel, thanks to the Karolinska Institute, thanks to the king, thanks to Snape, thanks to Bao-Hu-Umbrella for her great support...

In the middle—to briefly talk about the T-virus, she felt that when she talked about this, it was clearly divided into several types.One is a scientist who is eager to hear what she wants to say in more detail, and the other is a dignified official who is in a cloud of fog. The most speechless is that she sees the winner of the Japanese Literature Award next to her seat from the corner of her eye. Nod your head as if you understand.

The author has something to say: later in the next chapter