The Beautiful Tale of England[Comprehensive]

Dazzling red blood kept coming out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. Sherlock's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe this strange feeling. He stretched out his hand to touch his face, but Touched hands full of blood.

It was moist and viscous, with a little fishy smell unique to fresh blood.

"What's wrong with me..." He looked at his hands in a daze, and asked Mycroft, but the instincts of his body had already invalidated his reason, and he couldn't control his body. After shaking a few times, he fell back softly.

"Sherlock!" Mycroft almost panicked and caught Sherlock's body.

Even though he had experienced the threat of death and faced extremely bad situations, Sherlock's tragic situation still made him flustered.

The hand of the elder Mr. Holmes was almost trembling, he took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, "What did you do to Sherlock!"

After the call was connected, he gritted his teeth and growled with a hideous expression on his face.

Sherlock's body was still twitching from time to time, and the bleeding didn't stop. His eyes were wide open, and he tightly grasped Mycroft's hand, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What?" On the other hand, Sophia, who was playing games on the phone and was about to fly, was still immersed in the moving Two-dimensional figure, and didn't react too much for a while.

Being interrupted while playing is very bad according to common sense, especially when she is still in the critical stage - forming a group to make a bet.

If it weren't for the fact that her major client was calling on the phone, Miss Esther would not have answered the phone considering the possible life-threatening situation in this gentleman's career.

As a result, as soon as he picked up the phone, he heard an inexplicable question from the other party, which also made people feel confused.

"I asked what you did to Sherlock, his eyes, nose, ears and mouth are bleeding now!" Mycroft's hand holding the phone burst out with veins, and he wanted to rush to Sophia to grab it immediately. Shake her collar.

But his rationality, which has not completely collapsed, allowed him to control his emotions, and now he is counting on the other party for help!

"The eyes, nose, ears and mouth are bleeding?" Sophia blinked.

Does this symptom sound familiar?

"You activated the protective mechanism in the brain of little Mr. Holmes?" She suddenly realized.

Isn't this the phenomenon after the restriction set by Nian Ding was touched?So the big Mr. Holmes told the little Mr. Holmes what happened before in idleness?

And that little Mr. Holmes should have wanted to resist the restriction set by her, so he suffered backlash?

"I don't want to know what it is, you know what I want." Mycroft's voice was as cold as a Siberian wind.

He doesn't care about any protection mechanism, he just wants to save Sherlock's life!

And the protection mechanism?Mycroft was about to laugh angrily. This kind of thing that can make people so miserable is called a protection mechanism. Is Sofia Esther out of her mind?

"Don't worry, Mr. Holmes, it won't have any effect on his body. Maybe you are willing to bring little Mr. Holmes to my house to solve the problem." Compared with Mycroft's unstable mood, Sophia was calm very.

She knew well of her own abilities that the life of that little Mr. Holmes would not be in danger.However, she was surprised that the other party was able to break through the prohibition of her ability. Although Mr. Holmes activated him, it was enough to prove that he was indeed a very capable person, and his mental threshold was very high. , otherwise the result should be to submit under her restraint.

Therefore, installing a control device in this gentleman's mind was indeed an incomparably correct act, otherwise, her rent life would not have been so peaceful.Sophia rubbed her chin, feeling that she was really wise as always, but it was a pity that her luck was a bit unlucky, and big clients were always making trouble for her.

Compared with Sophia's calm and calm, Mycroft's mood is much more unstable.

He loaded Sherlock into the car almost at the same speed as when he was an agent, and drove all the way to Baker Street.

During this process, Sherlock's face was still bleeding, and he couldn't help wondering how long the blood in his body could last. The anxiety of losing a loved one in front of his eyes made him knock over two people on the road. A trash can and a stand. If he hadn't encountered green lights all the time, he thought that his traffic record would definitely have a lot of bad pasts.

When he finally brought Sherlock, who was still trembling, to 223b, Mycroft felt that his rationality, which he wanted to control properly, was about to run away from home, because when his brother was struggling in pain , Sofia Este can still play games with a calm face!

This attitude of not caring about life made the British government's anger value suddenly increase to a terrible value, almost breaking through his sanity threshold, "You still have the mood to play games?"

His brother is dying!

Mary who opened the door to the British government: "..."

I have to admire the ability of a former agent. In a short period of time, she not only became the food provider for Moss and Chandler, but also became the administrator of the entire 223b in the actual sense.

Cook delicious food, collect magazines and newspapers subscribed by people in the whole apartment, and take care of picking up the clothes that two bachelors send to the dry cleaners when they don't have time...... And today she just After finishing making lunch, I heard a quick knock on the door.

Mary, who used to be an agent, knew of Mycroft's existence and Sherlock lived next door, which was why she chose Baker Street.So she opened the door.

In the end, she didn't expect that the other party directly dragged her younger brother up to the third floor. Mary almost admired this gentleman's terrifying physical strength. Even her former companion wanted to drag a man of his height like this This speed sprint is not a very easy task.

"Dear Mary, don't worry about me. Mr. Holmes won't hurt me, will he?" Sophia put down the game controller in her hand, turned her head and said.

The first sentence was to Mary, the second to Mycroft.

"Of course, I will never hurt you." Mycroft smiled and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

How could he have forgotten the crazy way of thinking of this lady?

I'm afraid no one can occupy a place in her heart except her family, right?

Mycroft, who thought this way, didn't take into account that he himself is actually this kind of person, who doesn't care about other people's lives, and only contributes a little bit of warmth when facing his family, otherwise, how could there be ice? People this nickname?

Unfortunately, people are always unable to clearly understand themselves.Besides, double standards are behaviors that everyone will have, and Mycroft is of course no exception. It's like Sherlock's various behaviors. No serious consequences, but if it was his younger brother, he became the one who wiped the opponent's ass, which directly led to his behavior of using power for personal gain at certain times.

But now is obviously not the time to discuss human nature, nor is it the time to explore the views of the two opposing men and women towards each other. After Mary left the third floor wisely and helped close the door, Sophia walked to Sherlock's side.

"I admire your bravery." Rarely, Sophia smiled on Sherlock's normally expressionless face.

Even though the eyes were still hollow and dark, this smile made her pretty face come alive.

Maybe this is too much for a young and beautiful girl, but for Sophia, the more ordinary people are, the deeper their understanding of her beautiful appearance is, which has led to her having countless suitors since she was a child.In the eyes of those who have never had anything to do with the ordinary, the appearance of this lady is never the most important, just like Mr. Bond and Mary, including Sherlock and Mycroft.

It seems that in front of these people, her beauty has been eclipsed and has become a subsidiary product. They are more concerned about what is hidden behind her and the danger under the calm lake.

This small smile obviously made Mycroft realize that she is still a beauty after getting to know this lady, a very top-notch one.

Obviously, he has calmed down now, and his reason has returned to him.

At the same time, the previous analysis of Sophia's character also reappeared in his mind, "For money, she will not let Sherlock have an accident."

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Mycroft's mind, and the memory of being robbed of a large amount of money from the account by Miss Esther flooded out again, which quickly cooled his restless and angry mood.

"Trust me, it's good for your future, shed a little blood now, and you will save a lot of trouble in the future." Sophia covered Sherlock's wide eyes with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to him the back of the head.

Then Mycroft found that there was no new blood flowing out of his brother's nose, ears, and mouth, and the body that had been twitching didn't have the reaction of dying at any time, and gradually resumed its slow ups and downs.

"What trouble is it to reduce, my opponent's trouble? Sudden cerebral hemorrhage during the battle?" Once he returned to normal and was no longer life-threatening, Sherlock's poisonous tongue reappeared.

He looked at the woman in front of him who almost killed him, and spoke sarcastically.

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I think maybe Sherlock is my true love, or why he has so many roles ╮(￣▽￣")╭

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