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

Josie bent over, leaning on the wall with one hand, and clutching her chest with the other. She leaned against the corner of the wall and retched with a flushed face. The captain standing aside handed over a tissue with a guilty expression.

"Are you okay? I didn't expect you to get motion sickness..."

She doesn't have motion sickness at all, okay?

Josie took the tissue and wiped her mouth, then rinsed her mouth with mineral water, "I didn't expect you to be such an honest-looking person, with such an experienced driver in the car, the next step is Fast and Furious, do you want to consider auditioning? ?”

"What is Fast and Furious?" asked the captain with a puzzled expression.

"..." Ah, she forgot, the captain is still from the [-]s, "It's nothing, it's just a movie centered around the old driver, full of famous cars, blood, brotherhood, money, beauties, and handsome guys movie of."

After Josie finished speaking, she looked down at her watch. It was already past two o'clock in the morning. They drove for nearly five hours. After successfully getting rid of the car following them, the captain chose to temporarily work at a road service station. Taking a break and fueling the car by the way, Josie's stomach was empty after she vomited, so she planned to go to the convenience store at the service station to buy some food to satisfy her hunger.

Because she was not sure how long she would drive, or how long she would avoid public places like this, Josie bought enough bags of bread and large bottles of mineral water at one time, and brought them to the store by the way. I bought all the paper towels and wet tissues. Josie is a person with a slight cleanliness. The wet paper towels can at least comfort her who may not be able to take a bath for several days. Finally, she bought some other food and daily necessities. At that time, Josie used cash. She was afraid that the credit card would be traced to the consumption records. Fortunately, she brought enough cash.

When the captain rented the car, he must have never expected that the off-road vehicle with a large rear compartment that he chose because he liked big cars would come in handy at this time. When he saw Qiao Qian walking out of the convenience store with a bunch of things, he was almost in a hurry. I was stunned - during the war, he didn't have such a big heart when he escaped for his life. It seems that the world environment he slept under the ice for 70 years was really peaceful. Look at the 20-year-old girl running for her life now. What did you buy when you were there?

The kind-hearted captain hurriedly got out of the car to share most of the things in Josie's hands. However, in fact, after he saw what Josie bought, he overturned the idea that she had a big heart, and it was the easiest way to satisfy her hunger. Food, water, and simple daily necessities—Josie was very thoughtful and bought all the things they needed most for the next period of time at once, reducing the need for them to appear in public places where surveillance cameras were installed .

The captain put all the things in the trunk, and was about to ask Josie if there was anything else she needed to put in, when she saw Josie said proudly: "When I vomited before, I found a car next to the gas station. Public phone booth, so I exchanged some coins with the clerk at the checkout, and I left a note for Sherlock and Natasha."

After locking the car, the team leader followed Josie to the public phone booth. The latter picked up the phone, put coins into the coin slot, and pressed a number.

The phone was connected quickly, and was picked up after two rings.

"k."

The familiar voice on the other end of the phone made Josie almost unable to hold back the suppressed feeling of fear all night, and her voice was trembling, "Xia, Sherlock, I'm Josie."

"Where are you?"

"SHIELD didn't find you, did it?" Josie rubbed her eyes.

"No, where are you now?"

"That's good, that's good," Josie breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of her hanging heart, "I'm in Canada with the captain, on the road from Toronto to Quebec City..."

"Don't go to Clyde, Baffin Island, Adam Adrian has something to do with that organization, and he's the one behind it this time." Sherlock held the phone between his shoulders, and then said to the staff behind the counter to Quebec city.

Yes, Sherlock is at the airport now.

He originally wanted to fly to Toronto to find Josie, but since Josie told him that she and the captain were no longer in Toronto, he had no choice but to change the destination.

"Sherlock? Are you outside at this late hour?" Josie was sure that she heard some noise on the other end of the phone just now, and the muffled voice because Sherlock covered the receiver.

The staff behind the counter apologetically told Sherlock that there was no flight from New York to Quebec City within seven hours, the latter frowned, then turned sideways and put the phone back to his ear, "You wait in Quebec City Follow me and I'll call you."

"Sherlock?"

"Beep beep..." Sherlock hung up the phone before Josie could ask clearly, and when he called back, the other party's phone was busy.

"What's the matter?" The captain looked at Josie's obviously unhappy expression and thought something happened, so he hurriedly asked.

Josie shook her head, she could already guess what Sherlock was going to do, but now is not the time to say more to the captain, "Let's go to Quebec City first, there are about three hours from here to Quebec City, you can still hold on." Can you live?"

The captain nodded, "Of course." He is a super serum soldier, and his body's metabolism is four times that of a normal person, so staying up all night is nothing to him.

Josie then called Natasha's private number. This number is only known to a very small number of people. Natasha has dealt with it. Even SHIELD couldn't crack it in a short time. She had no hope. Busy Natasha will answer the phone, and best of all she can leave a message for Natasha.

I don't know if it's because the past day was too thrilling, and all the saved characters were used at this moment, and Natasha actually answered her call.

"..." Although there were very few people who knew this number, Natasha chose to let the other party speak first when she was unable to determine who the other party was.

Josie, who suddenly realized that the other party answered the phone, was a little unbelievable, "Natasha?"

"Josie?" Natasha obviously didn't expect that it was Josie who called, but when she thought that the other party called her from a public phone number while she was doing a high-secret mission, she immediately guessed that Josie must be Is there any trouble, "what's going on?"

The person on the phone paused for a moment. Josie didn't dare to be [-]% sure that the phone had no ears through the wall, so she said it in a different way.

"thealready."

There are many venomous snakes in it, and I have already been bitten by one of them.

Natasha on the other end of the phone frowned, she understood Josie's words.

"."

We are on our way to France.

Josie and the team leader's mission this time is in Canada. It is impossible for them to suddenly go to France. Unless they have some way to successfully escape the Canadian customs and board the plane, then France here can only refer to Quebec. Quebecers are the largest French-speaking community in the Americas, and the vast majority of French-speaking Canadians live in the province of Quebec.

“like the walled city.”

I like cities with walls.

Quebec City is the only walled city in North America.

"Don't always be so careless, have a good time in France, wait for me to have a drink, I will come soon." Natasha hung up the phone after finishing speaking, she got up from the bed, quickly dressed, and then drove Straight to Tony's house.

After hanging up the phone, Josie breathed a sigh of relief. She was exhausted after being tense all night. She walked out of the public phone booth, nodded to the captain, and then the two returned to the car.

The captain started the car, the lights on both sides of the road illuminated the woods on both sides of the road, the moon was shining brightly on the top of the mountain in the distance, and the night sky was quiet, as if everything was peaceful, but only the two people in the car knew that this was not the case. What they were facing was Unpredictable danger. Josie, who had used her ability for ten hours in a row, felt a dull pain in her brain. She adjusted the seat back, lay down, and closed her eyes. "Captain, can I trust you?"

She still remembers that there was news on the Internet before the time travel that Captain America was actually an undercover agent of Hydra, but that was just the plot of one of the multiple universes in Marvel comics. According to her current memory, the place she traveled to In the plot of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America is still the good old man in the traditional impression. He is not an undercover agent of Hydra. He is just an American World War II hero and a representative of the American spirit. That's why she can be so relieved. Choose to believe him.

【Of course. 】

"Of course."

The captain's firm answer sounded in Josie's brain after using her ability and in the small compartment at the same time. In the dark, Josie still had her eyes closed, and no one could see that the corners of her mouth were slightly upwards at this moment, and then In a crisp yet tired voice, "Thank you, Captain."

The captain driving the car glanced sideways at Josie, whose breathing was gradually calming down. He knew that what she experienced today was enough for her. In the captain's heart, Josie was just a 20-year-old girl. A little girl shouldn't have to go through these life and death dangers at such a young age.

The captain recalled what he saw after waking up. The girls 70 years later became more open and bold. They lived in a peaceful environment maintained by the country, just like flowers in a greenhouse. They have never experienced In the terrible World War II, they have never faced life-or-death choices. They are a new generation of post-war women. The environment they live in is what he and thousands of World War II soldiers want to create and maintain. After waking up After seeing many independent modern women like Josie, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart. He was sincerely happy that today's young children can enjoy a relatively peaceful life.

It's a pity that Josie couldn't resist the onslaught of drowsiness and fell asleep, otherwise she might be able to make fun of the captain's age again.

The silver-gray off-road vehicle is still driving on the highway from Toronto to Quebec City. The night is gradually fading away. Only those who are interested can notice the first ray of sunshine in the morning, which is gaining momentum on the other side of the mountain.

At this time in New York, USA, two people were in a hurry for a phone call from Josie.

Natasha, who drove to Tony's house, borrowed Tony's private jet after waking him up, and will take off for Quebec City, Canada in an hour.

On the other side, Sherlock called Mycroft after hanging up Josie's phone, and borrowed an official private jet from Mycroft without saying a word, but Mycroft didn't say anything Then he agreed, and Sherlock knew in his heart that, as the intelligence chief of British mi6, it was impossible for Mycroft not to know what happened.

"Be smart, I don't want to be scolded by my mother." Mycroft's care for his younger brother is always uncomfortable to hear.

"Anyway, I was never the one who made Mom angry..." Sherlock stopped talking.

"uh-huh?"

"...It's nothing, I met an interesting person and hung up."

"Ah, have fun."

Sherlock put down the phone in his ear and looked at the man standing in front of him blocking his way.

Sherlock recognized him, black, bald, wearing a blindfold—the man who pushed Josie straight into the mud.

"Hello, little Mr. Holmes, I've known you for a long time." Director Fury stretched out his hand, but Sherlock didn't hold it.

"I'm assuming you're not here to block my way."

"I'm really not, I'm here to give you a gift." Director Fury withdrew his hand naturally, and then handed over a folder.

Sherlock took it, "You can go."

As if he didn't notice the rudeness of the other party, Director Fury nodded to Sherlock, then turned and left, "Good luck, Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock opened the folder, pulled out a corner of the paper inside and glanced at——

Adam Adrian; confidentiality level seven and above.

Very well, Sherlock put away the folder in his hand, and looked up in the direction where Director Fury left, which saved him the effort of deciphering the files.

But why would the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly take the risk of sending him this document himself?

Sherlock's eyes were attracted by the TV screen at the airport, which was broadcasting a piece of current news——

The body of a senior official of the Canadian Ministry of National Defense was found in a private villa in the suburbs. He was suspected of being murdered. Many female clothes were found at the scene. The police are still investigating, but the suspect has been initially identified as a young British citizen. The woman and an American man were driving a silver-gray off-road vehicle and fled northeast of Toronto after committing the crime. The police have issued a nationwide pursuit order...

"Tsk, the Canadian police have more brains than the people of Scotland Yard."