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Leaving Tony to sleep on a plate, Scarlevin cooked a large pot of pasta and another pot of bolognese on the table so that the others would at least have something ready to eat, and she served a rich and varied English meal. breakfast back to the room.

Sherlock had already gotten up and washed up, and he was standing in front of the window talking to Mycroft on the phone, looking unhappy.Seeing Scarlett, Sherlock quickly ended the conversation, hung up the phone, walked over, and put the two dinner plates floating in front of Scarlett on the table.

"When did he say we could go back?" Skalevin asked Sherlock.

"The plane is already on the way. It will arrive at about eleven noon and take off at one o'clock."

"There is plenty of time."

Scarletvan was going to adjust the mask herself, and Tony could probably sleep for a few hours.Scarlett found that the bottles of potions that Professor Snape gave her were very practical. Sure enough, people who have experienced wars are different, but Tony's situation still gave her a bad feeling. Maybe they can be regarded as joking with each other. Good friends with common hobbies, but when it comes to big things, the person Tony trusts is not her.

"Are you feeling alright?" Sherlock asked suddenly, seemingly unintentionally.

"What?" Skalevin didn't understand.

Sherlock cleared his throat, "Women usually feel uncomfortable after having sex for the first time, and some people have bleeding symptoms..."

Scarlett: "..."

Boy, I know you have novel bones, can you shut up?

By the time Scarlettwen and Sherlock, who had a black eye, came downstairs with empty plates, everyone was awake... except Tony.

"I don't know what's going on, but I can't wake him up." Pepper said to Steve in a panic.Tony had already been laid flat on the sofa, and even snored a little, but the expressions of the others were not very good, it seemed that they had tried everything.

"Maybe we should send him to the hospital for a checkup." Rhodes suggested.

"But isn't my friend Stark sleeping?" After Thor finished speaking, he scooped a large spoonful of meat sauce into his mouth, yes, pure meat sauce.

"Maybe we can let the little witch try." Natasha, who had been standing beside her silently, said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Scarlett asked.

"For example, what did you give Stark to make him fall asleep so that we couldn't wake him up?" Natasha said simply and horrified.

The others looked over while "swiping".

"Oh, Tony said he couldn't sleep. I thought it was because the war made him too anxious, so I suggested that he try my method...It works, doesn't it? He can't wake up because his body needs sleep too much. But he hasn't slept well for too long. The medicine is soaked in water, and he can sleep for about two hours before waking up." Skalevin put the empty plate on the table and said, "Meat sauce Is it tasty?"

"Yes, but a little less," said Thor, holding up his spoon.

"That's with pasta." Scaleven sighed.

"The breakfast is very good, thank you, Miss Holmes." Steve thanked.

"You're welcome."

The problem is solved, and now everyone is in a good mood to laugh at the figure of Tony falling asleep with his head buried in a plate—even though he is still snoring, Hawkeye has already taken out his phone and started taking pictures of him... Poor Tony.

Scarlevin pulled Pepper over and whispered her worries. She left the palliative to Pepper and told her how to use it. As for the Potion of No Dreams, it is addictive if used too much, so forget it.

Little Pepper was also very worried when she heard that. She didn't notice Tony's strangeness before, because he used to be like this, forgetting to eat and sleep as soon as he started working.

Scaleven ran to Tony's job to modify the mask by herself while she still had time.Natasha was very surprised by the authority that Scarletwen had, but she was dragged away by Sherlock before she could explore it. Mycroft gave Sherlock a task and asked him to meet the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Fury.Originally, Sherlock was unwilling, but Mycroft had reasons that made him unable to refuse.

It was already noon when Scarlett came out, and Sherlock hadn't returned yet, but the superheroes had already left. Obviously, they still had a lot to do.Pepper still had to go to work, Happy drove her there, and Ethan took a ride with Colonel Rhodes.Now there are only Tony and Skalevin in the whole villa again.

Scarlevin went upstairs to wash herself, and packed her luggage, including everything she had brought, into a small bag.

Tony has woken up, it's nice not to be dreaming, but...

"You did this to me!" Tony yelled, clutching his nose. His nose was obviously too high for the plate, and even after three hours of sleep, he couldn't calm down the pain from being smashed into it.

"Aren't you insomnia? How did you sleep?" Skalevin was ready to leave at any time, "Who will see me off later?"

"Is there anyone else besides me?"

"Jarvis."

"You want to create a road ghost car legend? No. By the way, where's your little boyfriend?"

"Sounds like you're very old, I don't know where he's gone, I guess we'll meet at the airport, hopefully with plane meals."

"You are welcome to fall into my arms anytime."

"No, you're really too old."

Tony: ...Little bastard!I am young and young!

The two people, who were not very particular, found something to eat from the refrigerator to fill their stomachs, and Tony drove Scaleven to the designated airport.

Scarleven came to the United States as a "smuggled immigrant", but it is unrealistic to repeat the path when he came here. Fortunately, Mycroft had anticipated this situation, so Scarlett had enough free time to greet everyone along the way My friends text back—most of them are mutants, because the mutant school is in New York, and Scarlett sent messages to every mutant who exchanged numbers before, including Magneto and Transformers.

Of course, we can't forget Lynn, Scalewen notified Lynn after the incident, and asked him to tell Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick that he and Sherlock were all fine.

Along the way, Tony came to Stark Corporation as an intern during Anlis Kalevin's summer vacation and went to MIT to study at university.

Tony was still talking until he got off the plane, and Sherlock pulled Scarlett behind him, and said with a fake smile: "Don't worry, studying at a university in London is a tradition of the Holmes family."

Tony took off his sunglasses, "She's an adopted daughter, isn't she?"

Sherlock said sternly, "She's a Sherlock Holmes."

"Well, you have the final say." Tony shrugged, then turned his head and said to Scarlevin: "If you have a letter of recommendation from Tony Stark, you can apply for MIT in advance. If you want, I'd give you a copy anytime. Oh, don't you really want to change the mask to gold-red? That blue really really isn't for a girl your age, and you should trust me on that."

Sherlock responded by pulling Scarlett on the plane.

Mycroft picked up Scarlett and Sherlock at a special airport in London. He looked at the two of them and was satisfied that they were all right.

"I guess we've got plenty of time to tell what's going on, right?" said Mycroft, shaking his umbrella.

"I'm sure you've got many versions of the story, Fatty." Sherlock began to tease his brother again, "Your agents are really useless, didn't they write a report for you?"

"Sherlock, this has nothing to do with the British secret agents." Scarlevin said fairly.

"Do you think this fat man will let me go to study in the United States alone? The GAY who lives downstairs and the woman opposite him who pretends to be in the service industry are all sent by this fat man, but in the end it was the one who saved me. Not you?"

"Uh... hope they're okay."

"I'm just worried about you, Sherlock. They're all right, Scarletwen, just a little hurt." Mycroft tried, well, not very successfully, to reassure his brother and sister.Scarlevin is not actually interested in any secret agent.

"Here you are." Scarlett took out a small magnetic disk and handed it to a person sitting opposite Mycroft, "There is what you want in it, Mycroft, first-person perspective." It was the record in the previous mask, which Scarleven took out before it was burned.

"Thank you, Scarlett, you have always been so reliable." Mycroft took it, took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully so as not to leave Scarlett's fingerprints, and then put it into a small black Put it in the box and put it in your breast pocket.

"There are still some things, but I have to sort them out first. Send me to Diagon Alley. I'm going back to school. I have OWL exams this year, so I can't be absent for too long." Scalewen raised her eyebrows.

"That stuff isn't important."

"Okay, Scarlett."

said Sherlock and Mycroft together.

Sherlock glared at Mycroft, "It's just a little OWL, don't you have any worries?"

"Having a beautiful report card in school has many benefits for future work and interpersonal communication. There is nothing wrong with Scarlett taking it seriously." Mycroft nodded encouragingly to Scarlett.

"But I think I learned some rubbish in middle school. It's a waste of life." Sherlock continued to rant, anyway, he was going to fight against it.

"Sherlock..."

"Okay, gentlemen." Scarletwen stopped the human tragedy of brothers killing each other in time, "Don't always let others see jokes, okay?"

Mycroft and Sherlock (turned) looked at the front row at the same time. The driver in the front row and the secretary who had been playing with her mobile phone suddenly felt as if two sharp knives stabbed them from behind, but they didn't dare to look back.

He was shot while lying down.

At this time, the isolation cover finally rose slowly, and when it was completely closed, the driver and the secretary exhaled at the same time.

"Would you be smarter next time, No. 35?" Miss Secretary put down her phone rarely and said.

"...Sorry." My fault.

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