8. Goldfish in London 08
Mycroft took a sip of his teacup, and when he looked at Erin again, he regained his calm and grace, "You don't need to be nervous, I'm just a small member of the British government." β
Irene listened to the puzzlement, moved her gaze up to Mycroft's forehead, looked intently, and then met McCroft's researched gaze, and she asked very calmly, "Obviously, you are being humble by this, Mr. Holmes." β
"I want to hear about it." Mycroft seemed to have come to Erin for tea, and was now in a pleasant gesture of small talk.
"Not to mention that you're the mysterious guy who provided Sherlock with surveillance video, and that you were able to locate me in such a short period of time, and be able to move the snigglers outside the restaurant, and the British Intelligence Agency that Sherlock mentioned, all of these things add up to the fact that you are in a position of high authority, and enough to allow Sherlock to bring me back to Baker Street." After Erin finished reasoning at this level, she looked at Mycroft's facial features with a very focused gaze, and focused on Mycroft's seal, and the position in the middle of her forehead was fixed, "In addition, in my eyes, your [Guanlu Palace] is the part related to a person's career or official position, plump and flat, smooth and wide, which also proves this point." β
Mycroft's face showed just the right amount of doubt, "Is this judging the fate of others through the face of a guΓ² person?" Even if he couldn't understand the Chinese spoken by Erin, it didn't prevent McCroft from understanding Erin's face-looking behavior.
Erin nodded, "I've only learned a few, and I don't usually do that." β
Mycroft raised an eyebrow, and immediately turned the topic back to business: "Believe me, Miss Ai, if it were a normal day, I would be more than happy to discuss such an interesting subject with you, but now it's my duty, so-" Mycroft rubbed the armrest, his eyes fixed on Erin, and said in a somewhat nonchalant tone, "A person who miraculously suddenly appeared in London, a person with non-scientific ability, Miss Ai, you or your family have cooperated with the authorities, you should understand that when national security is at stake." Caution is required, don't you say? β
Although the tone of the British government was careless, the sense of oppression brought by his words was invisible, and he sat there, with a fragrant teacup in front of him, a delicate teacup, but the momentum radiating was incomparable. What's more, his eyes can perceive people's hearts, and it is clear that they have not met before, but he can get information that is not even available through observation.
This is undoubtedly chilling.
The young girl didn't panic, she just clasped her hands in front of her and asked, "You think I'm a spy?" β
Mycroft chuckled and asked, "Are you?" β
"Do you think I am?" The ball was kicked back again, and instead of answering directly, McCroft asked another seemingly unrelated question, "What do you think of my brother Sherlock Holmes?" β
Irene, who was calm under the pressure of the British government just now, opened her eyes in surprise this time: "Sherlock is your brother?" I thought you were his elder. β
McCroft: "......"
Mycroft smiled as if he didn't care, but he didn't have much warmth, "Why do you say that?" β
Erin felt that she had said the wrong thing this time, and quickly explained: "Sherlock just took me, a person who is concerned with national security, back to Baker Street without any scruples, obviously thinking that you will tolerate him and will not do anything to him, and generally the elders will be able to do this kind of thing." But look at the two of you, you are really alike, I don't mean looks, I mean the eyes of both of you, bright, when you look at people, you will see the eyes of people's hearts. β
Irene's eyes are black and white, and when sincerity is infused into these eyes, it gives the impression that she is coming from the heart.
Mycroft was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "It's hard to accept, isn't it?" β
"For me? Not really. "Because of her yin and yang eyes, Erin can see creatures other than humans, and before she can fully distinguish the difference between real humans and ghosts in the bustling crowd outside, her situation is not bad, but it will make others stay away, wary and jealous, etc., and she has not changed since then, so that she has spent much longer with non-human creatures than with humans.
A strange color flashed in McCroft's eyes.
The next moment, Erin said "ah": "We seem to be crooked, do you want to talk about the topic again?" β
Mycroft smiled mildly, harmlessly, at least on the surface, and said, "Of course. β
Erin thought for a moment and said, "If I had to say it, I would think Sherlock is a pure good person. β
Mycroft's gray-blue eyes suddenly returned to the girl sitting across from him, and he naturally judged whether she was telling the truth or the scene, but because she judged it, there was a problem. Mycroft lifted his feet and folded his hands in front of him, "With all due respect, Miss Ai, you and Sherlock have known each other for less than twenty-four hours, so in such a short period of time have you come to such a conclusion that you seem to know very well?" β
Erin's eyes drifted, and she gave a reason: "He smells good." β
McCroft: "? β
"I mean, he smells good, it's clean, it's not like other people who are contaminated by the world, and they are more or less filthy, you must understand when I say that, right?" Erin explained.
Mycroft naturally knew what Irene meant, most people in this world were mediocre, only bustling streets and cars and people in their eyes, but Sherlock was not bothered by the world. Mycroft had always wanted his brother to remain so childishly pure, but he smirked at Erin: "When you say that, can I understand that you have been attracted to him?" Otherwise, how could you agree to live in the same room with him so lightly, at this rate, then I will be able to look forward to a wedding this weekend? β
Erin's expression became tangled, and after Mycroft finished speaking, she said in a subtle tone: "First of all, I want you to know that I don't discriminate against any sexual orientation, but isn't Sherlock gay?" He himself said that girlfriends are not his cup of tea. β
McCroft: "......"
Perhaps it was because Mycroft's expression was no longer calm and calm, and Erin felt that she had to say something, so she thought for a moment and said, "You don't really want Sherlock to fall in love, do you?" My dad was always worried about that. β
McCroft: "......"
-- The British Government has long been familiar with talking about life with others, but there has never been a time when it has made him feel so mixed as this one.
ββThat's really ...... It's a pleasure to see.
221B Baker Street
As the little black car drove into Baker Street, Sherlock heard the voice of the little black car, and jumped to the window like a cat with dexterity and silence, taking in the scene through the gap in the curtain. But by the time Erin came up to the second floor, he was already back in the kitchen, and he was doing the 108-style effect of the paper figure that Erin had played with him.
When Erin took off her coat, hung it on the hanger, and looked towards the kitchen, Sherlock gave her a condescending glance and said in a bland tone, "It seems that you saw the dead fat man, and you had tea together in his office at MI5." Am I right? β
Erin wasn't surprised at all, but she looked at her watch, "The paper figure I gave you has already expired." β
"I made one of the exact same size again," Sherlock didn't feel embarrassed, he explained confidently, but he also put the big paper figure down, strode over, and took a deep breath, "Big red robe, he'll come to this set." Don't talk to me, it seems that you have had a friendly exchange,"
Mr. Detective accentuated the word "friendly", and the irony was very obvious, "Did he provide you with the relevant documents to make you legally reside in London?" Of course, this is certainly not gratuitous, what does he want? Lift your [curse] on him? He must tell you that this is a matter of national security, heh. Did he mention that you were in the service of the British government? Did you promise him? No, no, what else did you say? Otherwise, how could it have taken so long. β
Don't look at Sherlock saying so many words, but in fact it takes so little time, which can sound overwhelming for native English speakers, let alone non-native English speakers. So I can't expect Irene, she answered after Sherlock finished speaking, and it had to be a second or two apart, but this time Erin hadn't answered yet, and the consulting detective, who was anxious to find the answer, "did it himself, and had plenty of food and clothing"-
He leaned in and sniffed, "I smell the green tea perfume from you, it's the perfume that Mycroft uses, you have to be close enough for you to get the smell of his perfume." "He kept smelling the source of the perfume smell, Irene's hand.
You know, if you are close enough, you will smell of other people's perfumes, but at the same time, you will be close enough to smell of perfume. Sherlock was unconscious, and Erin was still thinking about the way Sherlock and McCroft and their brother were thinking, which was so incredible, and she realized it later, so that Mrs. Hudson, who heard the voice and came up, was flashed in the face by the flashbang of the show of affection card thrown by the young man.
Mrs. Hudson went downstairs and half-truthfully complained, "Oh, I can't stand it......"