[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

When Jian Jia arrived, Deadpool was sitting on the roof blowing cold wind.He hummed a song, shook his head following the rhythm, and immediately waved when he saw Jian Jia.

"Come on, sweetheart."

"what's the matter?"

Jian Jia put her hands in her pockets and sat beside him.

There were still a few cans of beer beside her, and before Deadpool handed it to her, she shook her head and refused: "Drinking is a mistake. Tell me."

After experiencing the painful lessons from the previous cases, Jian Jia understood that it would be better for her not to use alcohol.

"Well, I'm not going to drink either."

Deadpool shrugged: "I just passed by and saw that the packaging was good, so I brought it along."

"..."

Jian Jia smiled and said, "This is theft, sir."

Do these bastards remember she was a cop!

"I thought you would praise me for being gentle... Aww!"

A minute later, Deadpool covered his face and pretended to be wronged, and said, "I was wrong."

Jian Jia touched his head and smiled kindly: "Very good."

"Seriously, what the hell are you trying to say?"

"Do you want to be with me?" Deadpool said it casually, as if telling a joke.

Jian Jia was silent for a few seconds.

"Oh, oh, don't hit me, I made a mistake, I take back what I just said, don't hit here..."

After a few minutes.

Deadpool said wearily: "You really don't have this plan? I know I'm a bit ugly, but there is no problem in that respect!"

Jian Jia: "...Refused."

She really wanted to pry Deadpool's head open to see what this guy was thinking all day.

"Look, you can break through the dimension, and so can I. In this world, only the two of us can do it. Isn't it a natural pair?"

"Wait, tell me first, breaking through the dimension?"

Deadpool didn't care about whoops and pretended to be pitiful.He turned around and said excitedly: "Sweetie, you can hear my bgm, and so can I."

"Just kidding." Jian Jia said dryly.

"I also know the name of the movie they starred in, the director, the producer, the box office, and even who—" Deadpool lowered his voice, "Walk on the wrong set."

"...The person you're talking about can't be me."

"No, sweetheart, it's okay if anyone is missing in this world. If you're not here, it's like an AV without a heroine..."

Jian Jia interrupted him sullenly: "Withdraw your description just now, and I will consider not letting you dance."

Deadpool quickly covered his mouth.

Great, world peace.

Jian Jia has never thought deeply about the matter of breaking through the dimension. If she is really in the "box", then who is playing the music?Jian Jia's back suddenly felt cold.

She was horrified by the thought.

Jian Jia held back her curiosity and didn't ask Deadpool too many questions.What movie they were in, what happened in the past, and what will happen in the future, Jian Jia didn't want to know.She only cares about the present, knowing too much is not interesting.

It's like she knew that she had died in another world, and she was troubled by it for a while, but it only increased her troubles.

Jian Jia turned over, picked up two cans of beer, and said, "You can blow the cold wind here, I'll go back first."

"Don't you really think about my words?" Deadpool asked with his head tilted.

"No." Her answer was crisp.

Jian Jia walked to the door, stopped in her footsteps, her eyes hesitated, her back turned to Deadpool, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Can you hear my bgm?"

Surprisingly, Deadpool's answer was no.

He shrugged and lay on the ground: "I don't know which show or movie you are, big production or small investment, maybe a book - because I don't like to read those smelly and long things, I don't mean to offend You, dear, you may not be what we expected."

Hearing Deadpool's somewhat out-of-the-ordinary explanation, Jian Jia was inexplicably relieved.

Without turning her head, she shook the beer in her hand and said, "I'll remember it for you first."

Deadpool shrank immediately.

Back in the room, Mint was still losing his temper because he didn't eat the plums, and he groaned endlessly.Jian Jia had no choice but to take out her trump card and pry open the can of tuna. When she smelled the fishy mint, she suddenly became energetic and walked around Jian Jia, meowing and acting like a baby.

...this foodie.

Mint was eating canned food. Jian Jia rummaged through the refrigerator and found yesterday's leftovers. She took out a bottle of Laoganma, and quickly fried a plate of fried rice. She also boiled an egg and cut it open.

Jian Jia was sitting on the sofa with a spoon in her mouth. She smelled mint, and she put her foot on her head: "Go, go, you can't eat this."

Mint looked disappointed and disdainful: stingy human beings, stingy shit shovel officers!

Jian Jia turned on the laptop, and because the old godmother suddenly thought of Watson, she stopped by his blog.Sure enough, he hadn't come in for a long time, and even missed a lot of their stories. Jian Jia read them line by line, fascinated, and forgot for a moment that he still had food to eat.At the end, Jian Jia was suddenly taken aback.

She quickly opened Sherlock's website. Unfortunately, compared to Watson's detailed description, Sherlock only briefly mentioned how to find animal traces.

……This guy.

Jian Jia dialed the phone. It was just nightfall in London, and the phone rang just once, and the phone was connected.

"Should I congratulate you for successfully solving the case, or should I express condolences for your injury?" Jian Jia said angrily, "Although you don't take wizards seriously, please remember that if they really do something, you will No life, Mr. Detective."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and a strange man's voice sounded: "My dear brother, I'm sorry to overhear your pleasantries."

Jian Jia: "...???"

"My hand was injured." Sherlock's words sounded a little far away, "I have received your concern and thank you. By the way, it is now public release."

Jian Jia coughed dryly and asked, "So just now—"

"My name is Mycroft Holmes, and I am the Muggle brother of this impudent Mr. Muggle."

Jian Jia couldn't help laughing at McCoff's unexpected humor. She quickly restrained her expression and said politely, "Hi, my name is Jian Jia, you can call me Jane."

Jian Jia didn't know that a long time ago, the younger brother's representative of Daying rarely came to the other side of the ocean just to see her "by the way".

"Hello."

Mycroft's voice sounded calm and calm, with a deep and pleasant voice, with the unique cadence of the British.Jian Jia immediately imagined a Strange version of a handsome brother in honey.

"He's a fat man who failed to lose weight. It's best not to fantasize too much, miss." Sherlock's merciless words successfully stabbed his brother in the heart.

With a black umbrella in one hand, Mycroft said calmly, "I can sue you for defamation."

He has lost so many pounds, but in Sherlock's eyes, he is still the bloated fat man, which makes Mycroft feel like a failure.

After hearing the two people's mutual confrontation, Jian Jia couldn't laugh or cry, and continued: "You take good care of your wounds, and they will take care of the rest. Anyway, thank you."

"I don't think that thank you came out of your mouth more meaningfully."

"If you admit it, I can apologize to you for their rudeness and recklessness."

"It doesn't matter." Sherlock said coldly.

Mycroft had an expression of interest, listening to the conversation between the two, his gray eyes flashed with wisdom from time to time.

The phone call didn't seem pleasant.

After Jian Jia hung up, she called the Ministry of Magic for consultation.Sherlock found the culprit and was injured because of it, but no one mentioned it to her. Jian Jia felt cheated.

The Auror on the other end of the phone couldn't help but tremble when he recalled the horrified expressions of the Avengers when he handed over the criminal that day, and answered cautiously: "The later matters are all left to the Avengers, do you need any more information?"

Huh?

Jian Jia was taken aback, and suddenly realized that everyone was busy for a while, and she didn't run into any acquaintances when she sneaked out, thinking about it now, something was wrong.But Jian Jia hadn't recovered at that time, she could understand why everyone didn't tell her, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, no need, thank you....Ah, by the way, how did Sherlock deal with it?"

"Sherlock?"

"Sherlock Holmes." Jian Jia added, "The gentleman who solved the case."

"Oh, that's right. Most wizards in the Ministry of Magic said that this gentleman has indeed done something that many wizards can't do, but... there are also a small number of wizards who are a little unhappy."

"Not happy?"

"You know, it's nothing more than some conservative...wizards."

"I see."

Jian Jia had the bottom line in her heart, and after asking a few words, she hung up the phone.

She began to eat the cold rice silently. Halfway through the meal, she bit the spoon and thought about it, raised her hand and tapped on the keyboard, and left a message under Sherlock's website.

"You were right last time."

Out of ten wizards, at least a few are fools.

Just as the message was sent, the phone rang. Jian Jia picked up the phone, and it showed an incoming call from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Mission again.

Jian Jia answered the phone, and the agent on the other end of the line spoke quickly and urgently, indicating that Jian Jia had to help out with the mission now.Because they suddenly discovered that someone might want to harm Superman, and Jian Jia was needed to help control the scene.Now she rarely appears in the public eye, and there are more important people waiting for her, her ability is the most guaranteed compared to others.

Of course, whether to dance or not, and whether to be ashamed are not within their scope of consideration.

Jian Jia said that this ex-fiancé is really disturbing.

After she agreed, she quickly changed her clothes, and put the meal in the refrigerator before it was too late.She easily found Superman's location based on the coordinates given by the other party.

No, arguably, no coordinates are needed at all.

This is a large-scale charity auction party, and the coordinates are also in a large luxury hotel in New York. The media has already stayed for several hours, just to wait for a good seat.

The major newspapers and periodicals of this evening have already warmed up several times, and all the celebrities who came came, including the Stark Group, the Wayne Group that Jian Jia knew, and some other acquaintances.As a reporter for the Daily Planet, Clark would of course go to take pictures, but this time he seemed to be in danger.

Jian Jia got out of the car, put on her sunglasses, and strode towards the hotel with a stern expression.

Superheroes are going to save the world, so let her save the heroes.

The author has something to say: My younger brother accuses Mycroft: I think this exotic King of England is worthy of my younger brother.

Wizards: Don't even think about it, you Muggle! (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

Mycroft: I'm a local and there are a hundred ways to keep you from staying in London :)

Sherlock: ... a group of retarded people.