The Beautiful Tale of England[Comprehensive]

"The British are really weird. Why would there be a temporary room for guests on such a large-scale blind date? Is this the Clock Hotel? Or is it that Earl Clarence really has a hobby of pimping, you so-called high-society elites and nobles? My life is really rotten and chaotic. I knew I shouldn't be involved in this kind of thing. It's so hot that I should send you to the monastery to penance, but the current monastery is completely unbelievable and has become a paradise for criminals. Throwing it on an isolated island, under the oppression of life, I don’t have the mood to do such immoral things..." Sophia doesn’t have the habit of talking endlessly when she’s nervous, but she has an old cosplayer who can’t realize it when she’s too shocked Dad's habit of talking about tuberculosis.

After passing several temporary guest rooms with discordant voices in a row, Miss Esther was completely shocked because of the so-called chaotic living conditions of the upper class.

"Believe me, going back a few hundred years will definitely be more chaotic than it is now." Mycroft said helplessly, his mouth twitching.

Earl Clarence's dinner was originally divided into two, one superficial and one private.

The one on the surface is a normal London social season banquet, which is specially provided for social occasions for celebrities and ladies. By the way, you can exchange gossip, remove the influence of the contemporary royal family, and completely cosplay hundreds of years ago London Social Season.In private, it is much more complicated. Although no one said it clearly, everyone knows that Earl Clarence is actually the biggest intelligence dealer in London, and he is the one who has inextricable ties to the royal family.Because of this, he can be regarded as both black and white, and this guy only sells information and does not take sides, and his reputation is quite good, so his business has gradually grown, and with his own noble title, it has been a long time. After that, he set up a retro social ball to expand his influence, and even the intelligence transaction was tricked by him.

It’s just that some problems are easy to appear during the transaction process. For example, buyers and sellers can’t reach an agreement because of price issues. For example, the two hostile parties have ended the transaction because of their positions. Another example is that some people are purely covering up their purpose. He couldn't help it if he wanted to have a passionate battle after seeing the right eye at the dance.

Over time, those rooms that were originally prepared for both sides of the intelligence transaction became used for another purpose, and everyone knew it well.

It's just that for a young Miss Esther in the London social season, this is really an eye-opener, and it is beyond shocking.

"And it's useless to put all the people on an isolated island. This isolated environment makes it easier for people to develop feelings between people, and then develop something. Don't mention the same gender, you should know that even if you are The whole island is full of women and they will come up with some exciting things on their own, not to mention all of them are men, this is human instinct." Mr. Holmes went on to say, gaining the upper hand in front of Miss Esther once in a while.

Fine.

Sophia's eyes, which were still very sharp just now, instantly became lifeless. Considering that an Italian, she must not know as much about British history as an Englishman, so she gave up discussing this issue with the other party.Anyway, the British corrupt country is already very famous in the world.Among other things, isn't the little Mr. Holmes in 221b next door very gay?

Well, speaking of this, as Mr. Holmes' elder brother, Mr. Holmes may also be very gay... Miss Esther rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

"I think my behavior can already prove that I'm not interested in men." Mycroft, who saw Sophia's expression in his eyes, sighed, feeling a little tired.

He was so obvious yesterday that this woman still doubts his sexuality, is it really because he didn't throw her down?

Well, I really think too much. They just clearly condemned your act of forcibly holding hands and kissing. If you really fall down, are you sure you won't be kicked and become disabled?

"This way." However, Miss Esther ignored his topic at all, and directly opened the door of an unlocked room and walked in.

"Look over there, close to the pillar." Sophia took out a telescope from nowhere and handed it to Mycroft, beckoning him to watch carefully.

"Selster and Bellucci have confirmed that they smell of catalyst. The other two are the bald and thin man, and the other is a short man about eight meters away from him." Sophia explained to Mycroft beside him. Follow the target you observe.

"The other one who smells like 'Cupid' is a young man, the one with the blond hair at a 45-degree angle to you, the one with the moustache." Standing beside Mycroft, she seemed completely unaffected by her eyesight.

Mr. Holmes said that he was not surprised by this, since she can grab Magneto and beat him, what else can't she do?Don't you mean Chinese Kung Fu?It is said that there is a skill in it that can make the eyesight become particularly good?

Mycroft mocked himself silently in his heart, he no longer wanted to find the truth that he couldn't understand at all.

If the other party is willing to say something, he will know sooner or later, otherwise, he can only let these secrets become secrets.

"What's interesting is that I also found a few people with the imitation taste of 'Cupid' on the scene. If you simply judge it from the taste, there is not much difference. It is almost [-]% imitation, but they used it wrong. The same material, so that although the imitation can be fake in terms of taste, it can't make the catalyst work at all in terms of efficacy." Sophia added.

In terms of taste alone, even the top perfumers can't tell the difference between genuine and pirated ones. Those people's research on 'Cupid' can be said to be almost to the extreme, and even the materials used are almost identical. If it wasn't for her If the genuine producer is here, it is impossible to tell which one is the real target and which one is fake.

"Maybe these people want to imitate 'Cupid', but I don't think they can really succeed." Mycroft said thoughtfully, the telescope in his hand kept turning, aiming at several Sophia mentions. to the target.

No matter from which point of view, this is a very useful poison. It is concealed, and the onset time can be controlled at any time. It is simply a great weapon for assassination.If they had mastered the dosage at the beginning and let the gentleman slowly die of heart failure, he would never have noticed something was wrong.

Anyone who puts this kind of thing in their hands will want to study it thoroughly, but judging from the character of the lady next to him, those people's thoughts are in vain, and she will not let this possibility happen.

"That's right, the imitation version of 'Cupid' has a fatal flaw. Not only did they use the wrong material, but they also lacked one thing." A smile appeared on Sophia's 'ordinary' face.

'Cupid' will only be the 'Cupid' of the Esther family, and will never become someone else's weapon!

"I think that thing is engraved in its bloodline like genetic code." Mycroft's eyes did not leave the telescope, he was still observing the actions of those targets, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Guessed correctly, but there is no reward—" Sophia's smile suddenly froze, "Someone is coming towards this room, is there a dead person here?"

"Come with me!" She grabbed Mycroft's hand, pulled him to the other end of the room, and pushed open the window.

Then there was a weird squirm in the hands, and the originally slender and beautifully shaped hands turned into a pair of sharp weapons.

"Hold me around the waist," she said to Mycroft.

Shocked again, Mycroft did not hesitate, and quickly wrapped his hands around Sophia's body from behind, wrapping them around her tightly.

Sophia stepped onto the window sill, jumped onto the balcony outside as lightly as a kitten, then stretched out her hand and stabbed fiercely at the wall, and began to climb to the outside wall at a fast speed .Before leaving, he kicked and kicked the originally opened window back.

"I saw them come in together, and then I heard a cry for help..." Mycroft and Sophia lay on the wall like two geckos stacked on top of each other, listening to the people inside the room talking .

"We seem to have fallen into a trap." Mycroft whispered in Sophia's ear.

The person talking inside should be a waiter. He is now vividly describing how Mycroft brought two women into this room, and how there was a cry for help. The plot is so delicate that it seems that he It was inside the house.

"Have you offended someone recently or blocked someone else's path?" Sophia started to move down after hearing the exclamation of finding a dead body in the room.

"Who knows? I offend people and block their way every day." Mycroft replied sincerely and truthfully.

Bless the Queen, his enemies are simply too numerous to count, and the plans destroyed every month cannot be counted in dozens. The devil knows who is targeting him, or using such clumsy and rude methods.

"Oh, a politician?" Sophia sneered, and she had landed on the grass without a sound, and her veined hands had returned to the original state where she could play the piano at any time.

"Politicians." Mycroft fully agreed with her opinion. "This method can only temporarily trap me for a period of time. I think someone should have some plans to carry out during this period of time." He speculated.

It's too simple and rude, and it's easy to crack. It can't completely beat him to the murderer's position. The opponent's purpose should be to make him have no energy to pay attention to other things in a short time... ..

"Then what should we do now? Go back to the hall to prove that we are not there?" Sophia patted the dust on her skirt and asked Mycroft.

It was a really bad night and she thought she should ask Mr. Big Client for a price increase.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. It's better to do an alibi in the garden." Mycroft said as he loosened his bow tie and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Thank you for those who follow the tradition." He signaled Sophia to pay attention to the cheating guests in the surrounding flowers, and pushed the lady down on the bench.

The author has something to say:

The relationship between the prime minister and the minister is that the prime minister and the minister are distant relatives. The predecessor of the prime minister is the current wife of the minister. The daughter and her husband have a common lover, the prime minister, and the minister knows about it ╮(╯-╰)╭

By the way, when I wrote this, a bunch of American dramas appeared in my mind, such as "Versailles", "Tudor Dynasty", "Borgia", "Da Vinci's Code"...the ancient European royal families and nobles Life is really colorful, regardless of men and women, the top of the head is green and fresh and refined (￣_￣|||)

Sherlock can't be called a girlfriend, it can only be called what he wants, you understand ←_←

In fact, Xiao Yi is a chatterbox, his expressionless expression and the appearance of saying all kinds of lively words are simply...

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