[Comprehensive Anglo-American] A genius report on love

Chapter 32 Angry

"No, let me go!"

Under this sudden strange voice, Neil was stunned for a second, and Mia took the opportunity to break free from his embrace and turned to look at the tall and thin man standing in the bushes behind him.

She blinked, with surprise written all over her face, "Hi, what a coincidence, are you in New York for vacation?"

It was far from Sherlock's intention to listen to the wall, and the case that the man named Todd Caverdale paid a lot of money to hire him to investigate for him was really boring.

It's just that he suddenly changed his mind when he saw the photos and information of the client that the man had sent over.

He admitted that since waking up in the hotel room that morning to find that the woman next to him had disappeared, he was more disappointed than angry.

He once couldn't restrain the impulse to send text messages, make phone calls, or even go directly to New York to find her.

It's just that a man as proud as the Sherlock Holmes family, his self-esteem does not allow him to do such a tasteless thing.

Until, he received the commission from Carverdale.

The woman in the photo is clearly Mia Malachi with makeup on, and the man next to her is also disguised...

With just one glance, Sherlock felt an unprecedented crisis.

No, even if he hasn't recognized that Mia is qualified to be his future life partner, he can't allow other men to have unreasonable plans for her!

So he accepted the commission of Carverdale, and was responsible for secretly investigating the true identity of the "mother and son" and the intention of getting close to Carverdale for him.

In fact, what is the truth, Sherlock Holmes is not interested in knowing at all.

Mia is an FBI agent. She forged her identity to get close to Todd Caverdale, who didn't seem to be kind. She always had her purpose, but Sherlock didn't want to tell Caverdale what he knew. In his heart, he unprincipled and chose to stand on Mia's side.

With the assistance of Carverdale's men, Sherlock monitored Mia and Neal for three days in New York. The two of them lived under the same roof. I'm upset, especially the little eyes he exchanged information with each other from time to time.

Today, they still want to openly date!

Although Sherlock had already seen that this was Mia's deliberate play to draw himself out, but when the two of them cuddled and kissed each other, he couldn't help it!

At this moment, Sherlock looked at Mia, who was pretending to be ignorant and innocent, and really didn't want to answer her slightly mocking question, so he turned his head slightly, his face darkened.

Neil did not forget to add fuel and vinegar behind him, "Mia, is this your friend? Let me introduce you?"

Mia stood up and faced Sherlock face to face. Just about to say something more, the phone rang inappropriately.

It's Pete calling.

"Peter, this is Mia."

"Mia, I have received information. It seems that the person Cuverdale specially invited to investigate the identities of you and Neil this time is not ordinary. He is not a person on the road. To be precise, he is more like a private detective. And It seems that the relationship with the British government is unusual, I haven't learned his real name yet, you and Neil are best—"

On the other end of the phone, Pete was talking anxiously about the news he had just received, but Mia lacked interest and answered casually, before Pete could finish speaking, "Okay, Pete, I know how to deal with it, don't worry! The Culverdale case should be settled soon. I'll get to some private business now, so I won't talk about it."

She hung up the phone before Pete could answer.

"This is Sherlock Holmes, a friend I met in London some time ago. I don't think I need to introduce this Neil Caffrey?"

Neil held out his hand, "Nice to meet you."

"Hello." Sherlock Airi responded indifferently.

"Well, Neil, go back to the hotel to check the situation first, don't let the people in Caverdale get suspicious, I'll talk to Sherlock." Considering Sherlock's awkward personality, Mia decided to leave first. neil.

Although Neil didn't want to leave Mia with this strange British man from the bottom of his heart, but out of consideration and respect for him, he left without saying anything.

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Finally, only Mia and Sherlock were left on the green grass by the river.

"I can't stay out for too long, go find a place nearby to sit down and talk?"

Without waiting for Mia to react, Sherlock grabbed her and kissed her forcefully.

"Hey... you... uh..."

"Shut up first!"

Sherlock bit her lip dissatisfied, a little stinging, but it ignited some passion in Mia's body.

At this moment, Sherlock's inexplicable strength and domineering seemed to win Mia's heart even more. She seemed to have returned to the moment when she was fascinated by that man in London, and stretched out her hand to embrace Sherlock from behind.

If it is not in broad daylight at this moment, what Sherlock wants to do more at this moment is actually...

Of course Mia didn't miss the lust in his eyes.

What about being gentlemanly and not feminine?This is obviously a rhythm that can't be stopped when you start meat!

"Do you want to... sit down and talk?"

Sherlock suppressed the idea of ​​taking the woman in front of him back to the hotel, nodded, "Okay."

After straightening her messy long hair, Mia picked up the high-heeled shoes that she had already kicked to the edge of the grass. They had been covered with a lot of weeds and wet soil along the way.

Without any explanation, Sherlock took the shoes and threw them into the trash can, then picked up Mia.

"Don't wear these shoes in the future. I don't think you are short."

Mia: "..." Is this learned to be considerate, or is it a new skill of ridicule?

Sherlock didn't take Mia very far this time. After all, this posture is really easy to attract attention. They finally chose to sit down in a small cafe by the park.

Sherlock also specially went to a nearby shop to buy her a new pair of casual shoes.

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After putting on new shoes and ordering coffee, Mia asked straight to the point, "Did you accept the commission from Todd Caverdale?"

"Yes."

"New York is so far away from London. You have never accepted commissions from outside the UK before, and this case has no suspense at all. What are you doing?"

Although Mia is not narcissistic to that extent, she feels that all men in the world revolve around her, but judging from Sherlock's abnormal behavior and all the performances just now, the answer is actually very obvious.

It's just that she wants to hear him say it himself.

"No reason, it's just boring."

Of course, how could the tsundere Sherlock Holmes admit that he was bewitched by a woman.

Mia persisted, "You have been monitoring us for several days, and with the protection of Mycroft, your information will not be easily obtained by the FBI. Why did you reveal your identity just now?"

Sherlock: "..."

Sherlock finally had a day when he was left speechless by the question.

If Mycroft were here, he'd be applauding.

How is he going to explain this?

Because he doesn't like that blue-eyed, flirtatious kid?Or because he suddenly found out that the person he had been monitoring for a few days was Mia, so he wanted to come out and say hello to this old friend?

No, such an answer looks more ridiculous and idiotic than his current silence, okay?

Mia became a little upset, "Isn't it embarrassing for you to admit that you came to New York for me?"

"..." Still speechless, but Sherlock nodded very cooperatively this time!

Yes, you read that right, he ordered!up!point!head!

Perhaps Sherlock's original intention was to admit that he really decided to come to New York for Mia, but this action seems to outsiders to be...

Sherlock has gone all the way to the dark on the road to death.

"That's really sorry!" Mia gritted her teeth angrily, "Let you, the detective with the highest IQ in the entire British Empire, no, the world, condescend to come to a place like me Drinking a cup of coffee just brings down your taste and style.”

"Actually, I never disliked you, what I just meant—"

Sherlock's explanation at this moment is pale and weak, and it is getting darker and darker. Mia no longer gives him a chance to distinguish, "Mr. Holmes, I am so lucky to be able to get into your eyes. Your time is precious, I Don't bother me any more."

Mia stood up and took out a twenty-dollar change, pressed it under the glass, turned and left.

"Mia!"

He seemed to have pissed her off again...

A creature like a woman is indeed a difficult problem that cannot be calculated by complex equations.

In the next few days, Mia seemed to have never seen Sherlock in New York, and she still played the seriously ill Evangeline with peace of mind every day.

Sherlock tried to contact her again several times, but Mia directly blocked his mobile phone number...

Until the fourth day, she received an email from Sherlock.

The content is also very simple. It is about that he has ended the commission of Carverdale, and confirmed to Carverdale that her and Neil's identities are true. Neil is indeed the real thing, and Carverdale's own son...