[Comprehensive Sword Three] Who dares to hit my son

Mornings on Baker Street are always peaceful and vibrant.As usual, pedestrians came and went in a hurry, all running for their own lives, and occasionally there were a few gray-haired old people walking slowly on the sidewalk, spending time.Everyone's psychological quality is extremely high, and they seem to be completely unaffected by the police cars that occupied the street yesterday.

Watson hadn't felt so energetic for a long time after leaving the army.

Although he just moved into 221b Baker Street for a day, who can believe what he went through yesterday?

Investigating the scene of the crime, chasing the murderer all over London, and finally shooting the murderer in the head, even when he was in Afghanistan, he rarely had such an exciting day.

Thinking about Sherlock's unparalleled reasoning skills that he saw yesterday, Watson is sure that his Weibo will definitely be rich and colorful in the future.

But let's not talk about the future, now he has to go to the opposite cafe to buy a cup of coffee.

After refusing the cup of tea yesterday, Mrs. Hudson once again stated that she was not their housekeeper, and she refused to make tea for him this morning, and Sherlock has disappeared. It is said that Jasmine called early in the morning, saying that the hospital had just A fresh corpse was delivered, and he went out without breakfast.

Among a pile of bloody human organs and test vessels filled with various liquids in the kitchen, Watson searched for a long time before he found the coffee.

However, looking at the thick stains and suspicious blood stains inside, Watson's sixth sense honed on the battlefield told him that he should not make coffee with this coffee machine that he didn't know what he had experienced.

Pushing open the wooden door of the cafe, the bell on the doorknob makes a crisp sound, and you can have a panoramic view of everything in the cafe.The tables and chairs look quite clean and tidy, and the decoration of the coffee shop is also very warm. There are several baskets on the table at the door, which contain newspapers and some popular magazines.

There was an oriental woman standing in front of the cash register. It was obvious that her facial features had a strong oriental temperament. Her hair was like crow feathers and her eyes were black as black. She was wearing a light blue dress. The skirt, draped over a shawl, looks quiet and beautiful, standing there, like a painting.

Watson walked over slowly, feeling his heart beating a little hard.

When Anna heard the bell, she raised her head. A man with a medium build, short hair, and a jacket stood in front of him. His expression seemed a bit hesitant for some reason.

John Watson.

Anna looked at the ID on the man's head, and nodded knowingly. This strange man should be Sherlock's new roommate.

Thinking of this in her heart, she also put on a standardized professional smile on her face: "Mr. Watson, would you like something?"

Watson looked at Anna in front of him, feeling very surprised: "I'm sorry... I don't think we've seen each other before, after all, if I see a beauty like you, I won't forget it, so how do you know about me? What about his name?"

"Can I take this sentence as a compliment to me?" Anna chuckled and pulled out the menu and put it in front of Watson: "I have been running this cafe for several years, and the customers are generally very stable, not to mention the current time. It's still so early, and the guests here are generally Baker Street residents. I've never seen you before, and your face is unshaven, which means you have just moved here, and Mrs. Hudson and I Quite acquainted, naturally knowing that she has a new lodger named John Watson."

"Oh, I mean," Watson asked, taking the menu, "do people in Baker Street have excellent reasoning skills?"

"You've seen the two best ones." Anna blinked playfully. "By the way, Mr. Watson, can you make coffee?"

"I think...ordinary me should be fine." Watson replied.

"That's really great. Mr. Watson, would you like to try our store's activities?" Anna pointed to the table not far away, on which there were complete coffee-making tools and various coffee beans. Tian took maternity leave, and her child was about to be born. She might not be able to come to work for a long time. Anna originally wanted to hire another person, but felt that it was too troublesome. No invitation, but also thought of a bad idea.

Anna smiled sweetly: "This store is holding an event to allow customers to DIY their own coffee. This store provides all the materials, and the coffee is half price, and the finished coffee is not sold during this period."

"I think I have no choice, don't I?" Watson took the coffee cup from Anna and smiled.He glanced at Anna, and slowly moved to the coffee table.

"Jingle." The bell on the door rang again.A tall man in a suit and holding a small black umbrella walked into the store.

Glancing at the coffee DIY cooking table, the man let out a snort: "You're just doing business like this when Tina isn't here? Anna."

Anna looked at the man, still smiling gently, but the words in her mouth had nothing to do with the expression: "Long time no see, Mycroft, compared to the last time I saw you, your hairline is even more precarious."

McCoff glanced at Anna: "I really don't know which one annoys me more, you or my brother."

Ana is impeccable: "I also don't know why someone who hates sex would hang out at my cafe."

Mycroft spread his hands helplessly: "The desserts in your store are very delicious."

"Sherlock's brother?" Watson interrupted the gunpowder-filled conversation between the two, and looked at Mycroft with a look of surprise.

Mycroft tilted his head. He seemed to have just noticed Watson, hesitated for a few seconds, and seemed to remember it, and said, "Uh...Mr. Watson, right, we just met yesterday Hello, good morning."

Watson ignored Mycroft's greeting, and still had a puzzled face: "You and Miss Anna?"

"Oh!" Mycroft clasped his hands in front of his chest: "Let me introduce, Miss Anna was the person I placed next to Sherlock to collect information about Sherlock. She resigned a few months ago for unknown reasons. This is also my The reason why I asked you, but unfortunately you also refused."

Mycroft shrugged regretfully.

Anna gritted her teeth, she resigned for no reason.Although she can ensure that Harry has superior conditions in material life, she cannot give Harry a complete family. She is worried that Harry will be discriminated against because of family reasons in a place she cannot see, so Anna is determined to find Harry a family. Father.

According to Anna's conditions, there is naturally no shortage of suitors, but here I want to say that to a large extent, Anna's thoughts are instilled by players, so Anna's definition of a good man is to have a car and a house, a stable career, and a career establishment. ,Honest.

After much thought, she finally chose Greg Lestrade as her suitor.

But as a detective, Lestrade is very busy with work and has no leisure time. In order to increase the chances of getting along with each other, Anna will follow Sherlock when he is handling the case.

It's wrong to say that Anna and Sherlock's monitoring level in McCoff's place is quite high. Now that two people who are not at odds act together so frequently, it naturally attracts McCoff's attention, which sometimes attracts McCoff's attention. Kauf will also go to the scene to check, back and forth, when Anna is not paying attention, certain feelings grow between certain two people.

Scotland Yard's detectives did not last long under the onslaught of British government officials.

By the time Anna noticed it, Lestrade had already stated that he was in love with Mycroft Holmes on the column of love interest.

#喜气Oh, but still have to smile#

Anna stared at the fact that she was still single on her relationship list, and her heart was filled with the anger of a single dog.

"So, why are you here today?" Anna asked angrily.

Mycroft immediately entered the state: "Our online intelligence system does not know what went wrong, which caused a small amount of information to be leaked. The direction is unknown. I need your help. If the information is leaked on a large scale, it is located in the Middle East. Some of our agents will be greatly threatened."

Anna was about to use this incident to take revenge on Mycroft when the phone rang suddenly. Checking the number, it was Harry's homeroom teacher calling.

"Wait a minute." Anna gestured and picked up the phone.

"Hi, hello....Yes, I'm Harry's parent, Anna...what!...Please wait a moment, I'll be right there." Anna's expression became serious.

"Mycroft." Anna hung up the phone: "I can help you find out about the intelligence, but in exchange, I need you to do one thing for me."

"At your service anytime, ma'am." Mycroft saluted gentlemanly.