25. Chapter XXV
Chapter 25: Vanity, conceit, love, and low IQ
"Oh, you're here?" McCroft asked knowingly, as if surprised.
He motioned for Daniel to sit down, and then, carrying a coffee pot, he personally went over and poured a cup of coffee for the other party, "This flavor of coffee is not bad, you can try it, I heard that in the wizarding world, the only drinks are tea, beer, and pumpkin juice?" β
"It's a rumor!" Daniel replied, taking a sip from his coffee cup, saying, "There are so many kinds of drinks in the wizarding world, and they are all very ornamental. The next time I have a chance, I'll bring you a cake with a little figure made of cream on top, and you can dance to Swan Lake to the music. β
"Sounds good, thank you." Mycroft thanked him politely.
He thoughtfully placed the coffee pot in Daniel's hand for him to easily access, and then continued to turn his head to sort out the piles of essays on the table, "Seriously, every Monday I am very busy, facing a bunch of stupid faces, and helping to liaise with the fighting cocks of various parties, preparing those messy essays, and selecting the truly valuable things from the stacks of thousands of small pieces of information...... Luckily......"
He stopped what he was doing, turned around and said meaningfully, "The only thing to be happy about today is to see you." I have a hunch that you can help me solve a big problem. β
"I'm so honored." Daniel replied with a slight sarcasm.
"I'm going to make you a little more honored." "I'll introduce you to someone later," McCroft said. β
"Beauty?"
"Male."
"Hey, I'm not interested in men."
"Would you like a cookie?" Mycroft pulled a bag of cookies out of a drawer, "But I think this man might make you an exception." Although he is a little less cute, he is still a gentleman at heart......"
As soon as his voice fell, 'Bang! The door was kicked open.
A man dressed in a long black trench coat, with curly hair and a fair complexion, rushed in like a gust of wind with a short harpoon under his arm.
Behind him was a short, but very military-like, Dr. John Watson, with whom Daniel had indirectly interacted......
"Oh my God, Sherlock, won't you knock on the door? And what are you doing with that thing? β
Mycroft frowned and said, "Damn, are you seeing a guest?" β
"This ...... Is this the 'gentleman' you want to introduce to me? Daniel muttered wordlessly.
"What did I do, won't you see for yourself? If your head isn't completely corrupted by sweets. Sherlock stared at the bag of biscuits in his hand and sarcastically said, "Stop eating, Mycroft, your dentist should be screaming again." β
"I didn't eat at all, I just took it out to entertain the guests." Mycroft pleaded, then stuffed the bag of biscuits back into the drawer.
Sherlock Holmes let out a loud sneer.
"I couldn't believe what I was seeing." Dr. John Watson walked in, and he spoke from behind.
He had a look of collapse on his face, "Mycrof, you can't guess what your brother did, I bet you can't." β
"Bet me, you're going to lose." "He rushed into a butcher's shop," said Mycroft, "where there must have been a dead pig hanging high, and my wayward brother, who must have left his gentlemanly cultivation behind, took the short harpoon in his hand, wore a shirt, and poked the dead pig in public, again and again!" Am I right, Dr. Watson? [Note 1]
"How do you know?" Poor Dr. Watson's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Sherlock, and then turned back again, his eyes bewildered like a child, "I want to say, it's amazing! How can you tell? Have you installed any cameras to spy on us? β
"It doesn't need a camera, it's just a simple reasoning." Mycroft said lightly that he was clearly different from the other Sherlock Holmes in this respect, that he was impatient and too lazy to explain his simple reasoning process.
He turned to Sherlock in disapproval, "Charlie, can you be a little less naΓ―ve?" If you want to test something, there's a whole real room for you to toss around, don't always run to scare those innocent Londoners. β
"Mycroft you're always making a fuss, a poke of dead pork doesn't affect the food, and ......," Sherlock clearly didn't care, "I paid for it." β
He quickly lost interest in the conversation.
He turned his head, and two shining eyes stared at Daniel, who was standing on the sidelines, in a state of onlookers, "Wow, the door to a new world has opened for me." β
"What? What the? Doctor Watson, who was completely out of condition, stared blankly at the one in front of him.
"Americans." Sherlock said.
"I grew up in the United States." McCroft added.
"Work on stage, or in front of the camera."
"Well, magicians, reality shows and other variety show regulars."
"I can see that I am vain and a little conceited...... He lived in an average environment, but his elders ...... Maybe it's because my father's family is very old...... No, it's very old, hmm...... There should also be an older sister. β
"That's right, there's a cousin."
"I know how to use a gun, but I'm not very good at fighting, and I probably worked in a special department."
"The mysterious department."
"Coming to the UK is an inheritance......
"It's not just about inheriting the legacy, it's about serving me." "My dear brother, don't you see that he is now standing in my office, preparing to report to me?" β
"Obviously." Sherlock said unceremoniously and unusually sharply, "I can see that he is very unhappy with you. He barely wants to see you, and keeps pretending that you don't exist. Seriously, Mycroft, you're so rich, can't you afford to pay his salary? Is the UK government's Treasury bankrupt? Wait a minute! Feed...... What did you do to my Watson? Why do you have a weak heart in your eyes? β
"What? What the? Dr. Watson looked up, "I seem to hear my name, are you saying I'm handsome?" Uh......"
He continued to look at the three people present with a confused expression.
All three stared at him in silence.
"Okay......" Dr. Watson said weakly, "I'm kidding, you're talking too fast, I don't understand, I mean......"
He smiled helplessly, spread his hands and said, "This is a little too mysterious for me. β
"What do you call my Watson?" Daniel finally couldn't help but complain on the sidelines.
"Shut up! Accent, Watson. Listen with your ears and eyes, and don't just pant all day long. Americans speak English, which is very different from the English spoken by British. So, he's an American, or has lived in the United States. Sherlock replied, "In addition to this, the clever stance and the formulaic smile that looks silly at first glance but does not make people feel bad are clearly the experience of working in front of the camera." β
"What do you mean to be stupid? It's obviously fascinating. Daniel protested.
"His eyebrows have been groomed, the skin of his face has been maintained, and it is obvious that although he is very low-key on the surface, he is very vain and love on his heart...... Although he was smiling, his expression could not hide a kind of indifference...... It's paradoxical, he is confident, his conceited attitude is not quite proportional to his IQ, and he obviously has some little inner secrets that we don't know......"
"Can you shut up?" Daniel grinds.
The sneakers he wears are comfortable styles, but they are not very good-looking, which shows that his daily life is very casual, does not pursue fashion, and is based on the premise of simplicity and convenience, and there is nothing too exquisite. However, he was paired with a very expensive robe, which, to be honest, was simply intolerable and too incompatible...... This medieval robe, if not for stage performances, is a very old family and must wear this traditional costume. β
Ignoring his protests, Sherlock continued quickly, "Some of the details of the robe are very delicate, obviously indicating that he had a female elder who took care of his clothes, but unfortunately, this woman's 'careful preparation' seemed a bit wasteful to use on him. He didn't care much about the robe...... The relationship between him and that female relative is obviously average, they should not have been in touch for a long time, or even a relationship that takes advantage of each other? What a hypocrisy! β
"Before coming here, he must have been to a long-abandoned house, with a lot of dust on his shoulders and knees...... There are very few houses in England that are deserted to this extent, and it is speculated that you came to England to receive this house? Then it is the inheritance of the inheritance, and the paternal possibility of the inheritance problem is the majority......"
He turned to Daniel, began to concentrate his fire, and spoke to him very quickly, "You don't look very agitated right now, it seems that you have found the right person, or the right way to help you clean up the house." β
"The calluses on your fingers tell me that you know how to use a gun and have practiced for a long time, but you don't stand like a soldier, shooting club? No, that has nothing to do with McCroft, so, special department? Just now Mycroft took the coffee pot from behind you, you are defenseless, obviously not the kind of person who is often in dangerous situations, you are not vigilant, civilian? No, maybe more mysterious......"
"Since you came in from us, you have behaved very naturally, and you are obviously sociable, and you are used to dealing with people...... But when you looked at us a few times, you deliberately avoided Watson, ah~! You are ...... weak heart."
He showed an interested expression and asked aggressively, "What have you done to him?" [Note 2]
"God, it's amazing. I didn't hear you clearly, but ......" The simple Dr. Watson looked up at Sherlock, opened his mouth, and admired sincerely, unreservedly, "Sherlock, you are amazing. β
"This kind of thing that everyone knows doesn't need to be repeated."
Sherlock Holmes said as a matter of course, ignoring the slight curvature of pleasure at the corners of his lips, and he pretended to be quite casual on the surface.
"Don't mind, he's just childish." Mycroft defied his brother's protest and made a summary of his gaze.
He opened his eyes and said nonsense to Daniel, "Xiali is always so cute, you just need to get used to it." β
Daniel had a wooden face, and it was hard to say the letters 'OK' with a clear conscience.
At this moment, he deeply realized 'why the detectives in Scotland Yard want to beat up this guy'.
'Who the wants to be a human sample, analyzed from head to toe?' It is also evaluated as vain and conceited, and loves to have a low IQ.
"Alright, alright, you all stop playing."
Mycroft looked like a mature and steady patriarch, and he beckoned to the three of them, "I'm looking for you to come here for business." β
Daniel reluctantly suppressed some over-the-top feelings, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?" β
"Sherlock wants to visit the wizarding world, in what capacity do you think it would be better for him to go?"
"The wizarding world! I knew it! Sherlock Holmes cheered, jumped up with his hands clenched into fists, and then, happily spun in circles.
"What?" Poor Dr. Watson felt that he had become a parrot and could only say so many words.
As for Daniel, with a 'you're kidding me' look on his face, he asked in disbelief, "That's what you're talking about?" β
(I have a hunch that you can help me solve a big problem.) - By McCroft)
"It's a big problem." Daniel glared at the brothers.
"Sherlock is smart, he can do a lot for you." "And, just a visit." β
He turned his head and said earnestly to his brother, "Sherlock, promise me that you won't make trouble. β
"Of course, of course." Sherlock Holmes gave a very false smile and promised, "I'm just curious to visit." β
His 'brother' brother, the shrewd Mr. McCroft, turned a blind eye to his brother's perfunctory behavior.
He smiled very calmly and said to Daniel, "You see, he agreed. β