[Comprehensive] Sherlock is going to be kicked by a donkey

The effect of the medicine finally completely faded before going to bed at night, and Josie was able to sleep soundly and soundly.During dinner, she confessed to Sherlock that she was going to Canada tomorrow. The latter didn't say anything, just looked at her with dissatisfaction, and then didn't talk to her all night.Josie only thought that Sherlock was in a cold war with her. After all, it was not unprecedented, so she let him go.

She spoke again before Josie went out at noon the next day, and it was Josie who spoke first.

"Sherlock?"

The person called who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper didn't make a sound, but just looked up at Josie.

"I'm ready to go," Josie paused, and then said worriedly, "Remember not to..."

"Josie," Sherlock looked at Josie with gray-blue eyes, his eyes were as still as still water, just like Sherlock's usual indifference, "I told you, I'm not a three-year-old kid."

Josie was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and picked up her satchel. She was dressed reasonably today because she was going to take a private jet with Irene Adler as her assistant, so she didn't dare to casually In terms of dressing up, we must be cautious in everything. Leaving even a little bit of clues may push her and the captain into a dangerous situation.

"Then I'll go first, bye."

Sherlock looked at the closed door after Josie left, then picked up the mobile phone at hand, and called Mycroft.

"Should I be relieved that you will still call me?" Mycroft's voice on the phone was the same as usual, every word he said was habitually attacking his younger brother, "It seems that the United States is a good place, Josie deserves a lot of credit for letting you linger, right?"

"And your failed intelligence network," Sherlock sarcastically said, "I couldn't find Adam Adrian in America."

"Just because you can't find it doesn't mean that my intelligence network has failed, Sherlock, and as I said, Adam Adrian may have gone to North America. North America—it can be the United States or Canada."

"Does your partnership with S.H.I.E.L.D. allow you to know about their high-level missions?"

"Only I have the right to know when it comes to the UK."

"Adam Adrian is British."

"He's involved too much. SHIELD and I have no cooperation plan for intelligence sharing." Mycroft's voice paused, and he continued, "Sherlock, your reason should not be swayed by emotion, politics Not your domain."

"..." Sherlock didn't speak. He knew that he couldn't get the information he wanted from Mycroft today. After hanging up the phone, Sherlock sat on the sofa thinking, and the newspapers were folded by him. On his lap, he supported his head with one hand, and rested on the handle of the sofa with the other, his fingers were touching the handle of the sofa as if he were playing the strings of a violin.

How can I know where Josie has gone?

Sherlock turned his head and looked at the laptop on the computer table that Josie hadn't taken away. Maybe he should try to hack the S.H.I.E.L.D. system again.

When Josie arrived at the private waiting room at the airport, Irene Adler had already arrived. The latter was sitting by the glass window and drinking black tea elegantly. There were delicate desserts on the table. The sun was shining on Irene Adler. On Dele's body, she wore a white dress today with exquisite makeup.

"It's only two o'clock, and you're starting to be an Englishman?" Josie walked over and sat down on the chair opposite Irene Adler.

"Afternoon tea is an attitude to my life. I don't need to care whether it is two o'clock in the afternoon or four o'clock in the afternoon." Irene Adler poured a cup of black tea for Josie. "This is Sri Lankan black tea. Try it. .”

Josie didn't pick it up to drink, but just glanced at the attractively colored tea. Her reaction made Irene Adler amused: "What? Afraid I'll be drugged?"

"Who knows what's in the drink you handed over?" Josie sarcastically said.

"It seems that you drank the little thing I used to aphrodisiac yesterday," Irene Adler smiled, and then approached curiously, "How is the effect? ​​Isn't it good?"

"I'm really sorry, I'm still a littleyounggirl, I let you down."

Irene Adler laughed even more happily, "I knew it, I knew it, you and your friend haven't made any real progress, it's just a pity that I took the medicine yesterday."

"You've even checked this." Josie raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect Irene Adler to gossip like this, but it's not surprising to think about it carefully. She is the resident heroine of gossip news. .

"Childhood sweethearts, what a beautiful relationship, but not many can persist until the end." Irene Adler took a sip of black tea, "The taste is really good, are you sure you really don't want to try it?"

Josie cast a glance at Irene Adler, then picked up the black tea in front of her and drank it. As Irene Adler said, the taste was really good.

"I'm curious, who is the person behind you?"

"Don't you wonder why I need to be your assistant?"

"Oh, no, I can guess what you're after, isn't it just that stupid Canadian man?"

Josie looked at Irene Adler who was looking at her with her head on her hands, "You don't need to know who is behind me, this is for your safety."

Irene Adler shrugged, "You are really interesting. How did you know my secret? I still can't figure it out."

"I said you don't need to know."

Josie's resolute attitude made Irene Adler feel a little frustrated, "In my profession, I'm usually the one in control. You make me really uncomfortable."

This woman is really provocative, she can always derail normal conversations, and driving is a matter of minutes, Josie looked at Irene Adler in front of her, while reading Irene Adler Le's inner workings.

[I really want littleyounggirl to try my whip to see if I can pry her mouth open. ] "..."

Josie swallowed silently, trying to change the subject, "When will you board the plane?"

"You can do it now if you want." Irene Adler glanced at her watch, and as soon as she finished speaking, Josie stood up, "Let's go."

The private jet was lent to Irene Adler by Kevin Stewart, and it was specially used to pick up Irene Adler to meet him in Canada.As a mediocre government official, Kevin Stewart can own his own private jet because he has a father who is on the rich list.Josie, who has never been on a private jet in two lifetimes, is still very interested in this means of transportation. She sat on the leather sofa of the plane and listened to Irene Adler telling her the specific situation after arriving in Canada.

"Stewart is a cautious man with great ambitions, but unfortunately his IQ is not worthy of his ambitions. I will live in his private villa outside Toronto for a month-he usually likes to buy out my house on a monthly basis. Serve……"

Josie was frightened by Irene Adler's words, but then she reacted, "It seems that there is no monitoring equipment on this private plane."

"This is Stuart's most cherished private jet. He doesn't like to install monitoring equipment on it, besides..."

"?" Josie waited for Irene Adler to finish speaking.

"And it wouldn't be nice if someone overheard what you were doing on the plane."

"What to do..." Josie was puzzled, and then suddenly realized after seeing Irene Adler's ambiguous expression, "Okay, I see."

Irene? Drive at any time? Adler smiled seductively: "The feeling on the plane is much better than on the ground. It's a pity that you are still a little young girl and don't understand the world of women."

Josie rubbed her forehead helplessly. She always had a feeling that Irene Adler was retaliating against Josie for hiding and threatening her with the secret of her mobile phone.

It took only a few hours to fly from New York to Toronto. After arriving in Toronto, Josie sent a text message to the captain. It was Kevin Stewart's driver who came to pick them up. So dignified, in a suit, someone who looked like Mycroft just kissed Irene in front of her? Oh, no, that's not Mycroft style.

"You can sit in the passenger seat, Josie."

Good idea, Josie followed Irene Adler's words and switched to the co-pilot seat.

"who is she?"

"My new assistant."

"Looks really young, experienced?"

Irene Adler laughed wildly, "Oh, no, no, don't think about it, Mr. Stewart, she's not good at that."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can satisfy me."

The voices of the two people from the back seat were enough to make Josie blush. She glanced sideways at the driver who was driving, but the other side looked calm.

"Don't look, Josie, Mr. Driver took off his hearing aid." Irene Adler said.

Only then did Josie discover that the driver was deaf.

This Kevin Stewart is really good at playing. Josie held her forehead. She felt very tired when she thought of using his ability to read minds against him for a period of time in the future.

After arriving at the villa in the suburbs, Josie helped Irene Adler pack her luggage, then returned to the room she was assigned to, took a shower and turned on her mobile phone to send a message to the captain.

"I've settled down, the address has been sent, please check." —— jj "The location has been received, how is your situation now?"——sr

Josie looked at the captain's text message and was struggling, she was struggling with how to reply...

Josie, who was sitting on the bed in her room, listened to the various indescribable sounds from the master bedroom upstairs with a distorted expression, typing with trembling fingers.

"Not very good." - jj

"What's wrong? Is there anything unusual?" - sr

"There's nothing abnormal, it's normal for Irene Adler." ——jj She doesn't know if the captain can get the point in her text message, she can already imagine that the captain saw her text message Then he looked at the mobile phone.

Obviously the captain got it.

"It's a pity for you, just wait until the mission is over, remember to use your ability on Kevin Stewart, write down any useful information, and then tell me." - sr But the captain's level of diversion is true Not very tall, Josie scratched her cheek.

"Then if they're doing something indescribable—like now, do I really want to read his mind..." - jj "...probably, yes." - sr

Help, Josie wants to cry but has no tears. Doesn't it sound like she's going to have a needle eye this month... Oh no, is it a needle ear? !