A few miles from Alcatraz, the lurking beast quietly awaits its master's return, uncomplaining, it carries the fate of all of Britain. The weak British Army could not stop the overwhelming German and Soviet troops, and the war situation in Central Europe was not optimistic, and I am afraid that in another half a month, France will completely fall. Fortunately, the army sent by Italy, which was cleverly disguised as itself, was weaker than the British army, and Italy, who was in charge of the African theater, occupied the fortress in the northwest of Egypt and was never able to do anything after that.

"According to reports sent back by intelligence officers, the Italian army was chased everywhere by the Egyptians with spears and bows, forcing the Germans to send reinforcements, which is really interesting. ”

Yuru pointed at North Africa with a whip.

"In order to support France and Central Europe, Britain will send S.A.S airborne troops to join the local battlefield, and as for the army, the royal family itself does not have much expectations. And our mission is very simple, Zi Buyu, Mei Kexin, to return to England with 'her' with me, and to kidnap the queen under the pretext of discussing war. And Dio will command John, Daria, and Sixteen Nights to advance into the battlefield of North Africa. If the plan goes well, then we will continue to Central Europe and attack the German mainland as planned. ”

"What about Liao Xueqing?" Mei Kexin raised her head.

"She's not a member of D-10," Yuru narrowed her eyes, "she didn't say she wanted to join D-10, and Dio has nothing to do with her on the face, I hope you understand that." ”

"Isn't that a waste?" Daria shrugged, "we don't have enough manpower, and we don't need to use such a combat force." ”

"It's okay if she can become a combat force, what do you think?"

Saying that, Yuru looked at Liao Xueqing, who was motionless and the author was motionless.

“... I have no superfluous opinions. ”

"Good. ”

Yuru didn't say anything, and continued to explain the battle.

"We will meet the queen at NO.10 that day, this battle is not only the Skull and Bones Society, in order to escape from the queen's shadow, John has already recruited civil servants, that is to say, NO.10 is also our main base. The point is that we still have some problems with the treatment of the Queen. Both Dio and John advocated at the beginning to dispose of the queen immediately, and it was better not to let anyone know her whereabouts, and I thought that the exposure of the fake queen was a matter of time. ”

"No matter how similar the subperson is, there is a difference, Sixteen Nights can detect the difference between Dior and the subhuman stand-in by relying only on the sense of smell, and the hunters under the queen may also have such a person. This cannot be ignored, I raised this point to them, and now the operation is temporarily postponed, there are still four days before the scheduled departure date, and now the calibration time begins. ”

Everyone pulls out their pocket watches or stares at their watches.

"Three twenty-three points, fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty. ”

Press the button.

"After four days, whether things are resolved or not, everything goes according to plan, are there any doubts?"

"Yes, Captain," Su Yuan stood up, "Regarding the German air base, there are still houses nearby..."

"It's okay, the plan is going on as usual," Yuru said without hesitation, "Any more questions?"

"No, Captain. ”

"Well, then, adjournment. ”

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Wine, she hates wine.

She always thinks back to her past and observes the world through the red card whiskey, everything is so vague and fantastical. Even if she hated alcohol, she still had to swallow these unpleasant liquids for certain things, but in the process, she would become obsessed with the feeling. The throat-burning alcohol was a constant reminder that she still had something to do.

"Long waiting?"

Sherlock looked embarrassed as he combed his messy little maroon hair and set aside his coat full of ashes. In fact, in order to find the truth, she crawled into the fireplace to find clues that most likely did not exist, and finally saw through Dior's trick. Dio suddenly realized that she didn't care so much about her image and honor.

She was the complete opposite of herself, but she was no different. She only came to solve the case in order to satisfy her own desires/desires, in order to show her ingenuity.

And for her, nothing is more important than this upcoming game.

"Sherlock, who do you think knows you best in the world?" Dior looked at the dusty detective through the burgundy liquid, holding up his glass.

"Of course it's me," Sherlock Holmes," the detective ordered a glass of sherry, "but for now, add a name, 'Dior Connor'." ”

The sherry in a glass with square rounded corners is a pale white grape color. Sherlock took a sip, a pleasant look on his face.

"Alcohol is a wonderful thing, but I don't really like it, alcohol destroys brain cells, and if you want to do my job for a long time, you have to stay away from it. ”

"It's only now that you're talking about this, and you're too confused. Dio scoffed.

"You don't like it either, do you?" Sherlock shrugged.

"Being able to do what we don't like and pretend to have fun is a must for people like us," Dior shook his glass, "Even if it's just the adopted daughter of a noble family, you have to learn to smirk without flaws." Luckily, I seem to have a talent for it. ”

"A talent for drinking?"

"Let it be like that. ”

Dio looked even more decadent than usual, she lay on the table boredly, not even noticing that the bottle was empty, grabbing the bottle and pouring it into the glass. Sherlock looked at her 'wavering' in some surprise, shook his head, and said to the boss standing at the bar:

"Another glass of Shirley, I'll treat hers. ”

"Ah, two glasses. Dio put down his glass and held out two fingers in his eyes.

Looks completely drunk, Sherlock thought. Vampires do get drunk, but more easily than the average person, and most vampires avoid drinking high-count alcohol.

But Dio got two glasses of wine, picked up one of them, and while still in her gown, she picked up the glass, kissed the rim, and placed it in front of Sherlock.

"I invite you. ”

“... You weren't so slick before. Sherlock smiled wryly.

"Come on, we've only known each other for half a year. ”

Dior still had the drunkenness on her face? She sipped the sherry, as if she were using wine to dispel the drunkenness.

"Thanks to you, I've had a very interesting half a year, and you've been far more than I could have imagined, and honestly, you're famous, and all I can think of is that you're doing something shady with that noble title. Before I met you, I never thought that the average human being could have this possibility. I have to start to face you, we are born unequal, you are a nobleman, and I am the daughter of a villain, I am the able, and you are an ordinary person. Is this gap bridgeable? I don't know, and I don't think that ordinary people can find out the truth about the capable people in all kinds of 'impossible' situations created by the capable people. ”

"But you can for sure. ”

Dio straightened up, and she touched the ring on her finger.

"So I want to play this game with you, yes, just the two of us, to decide the future of this world. Not the rulers of some empire, but just the two of us. ”

"Of course, I can't ask for it. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The two who are going to fight for their lives tomorrow, and even gamble on the fate of the future of this world, are now sitting at the bar, holding their wine glasses and drinking each other.

That's their world.