Benjamin - I'll have to call him Q now, after all, he's on a field mission right now - doesn't like airplanes, no, he's strictly averse to airplanes. From London to New York, across the Atlantic Ocean, Q had to board a plane even if he didn't want to, and then on a couple of occasions along the way he even wanted to ask Bond, who was going to fly with him, knocked him out and gave him a hard time.

When the plane landed, Q walked floating, and if it weren't for the blonde Level 00 agent who quickly held him up, he would really have weak legs, uh, it's really not a commendable thing. Not to mention his relationship with Bond, he is now on a field assignment that cannot be missed.

As the head of the Quartermaster's Department, Q is trained to work in the field, certainly not like agents like Bond, Q is more simple, after all, most of his work is only done at headquarters, using his computer and headphones.

So, it's not like Q hasn't been out in the field, he's had one or two in the past, and the one or two of the handfuls have been in Europe, you know, the kind that you can get there without having to fly, not in New York like this time.

Bond asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Q glanced at Bond who was asking knowingly, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "I couldn't be better." ”

Bond was tickled by his weak cat, but couldn't help laughing, and then unceremoniously grabbed Q's waist and asked him to transfer most of the weight to him. Q only struggled slightly, but given his current situation, he finally compromised, and Bond of course noticed that his earlobes that were covered by curly hair were red.

When they arrived at the hotel they had booked, Bond glanced at the hotel reception hall and walked to the reception desk with Q, who had recovered his spirits and refused to be held by him again.

Q walked down when registering, and didn't receive the front desk lady's eyes lit up first, and then regretted seeing that the two of them were registered in a double room, and then cast an ambiguous gaze at the two of them.

"You rest for two hours." Bond kissed Q, and after Q nodded in agreement, he simply packed up and went out, this time the mission could not be missed, MI6 did not only send the two of them, but also other agents who were responsible for answering, Bond went to do a simple handover with them, and it took less than five minutes before and after.

When he returned to his room with Q, he immediately felt his scalp tingle, and years of training had made him keenly aware of the slightest wrongness, and his heart immediately lifted, and he reached into his suit jacket and pulled out his pistol, and shouted in a calm tone as much as possible: "Q? ”

"Hmm, should I compliment you on your increased acuity, Mr. Bond?"

Although they hadn't seen each other for at least a year, Bond quickly remembered the voice's owner, Patrick Holmes, the younger brother of "theiceman" and Mycrogh Holmes, who was privately known as the British government, and Bond still hadn't found out which organization he belonged to, and Q's trusted best friend in his life outside of work, so Bond didn't want to add a "unique" qualifier.

"Have you ever thought about it, Mr. Bond? Why is it that every time we meet, you are either pointing a hand-gun at me or intending to point a hand-gun at me? It seems that I am always the one who expresses friendship. Gu Qing blinked and said confidently.

Bond: "......"

Q began to reflect on whether he was really careless in making friends, and he said a little weakly: "Please tell me that you are leaving." ”

Gu Qing said dissatisfiedly: "I've only been here for a minute, Ben." But his body did something even more infuriating, and he sat on a single sofa in the living room, with his feet crossed comfortably, and he looked like he was going to leave immediately.

Q glared at him.

Gu Qing was extremely innocent: "Didn't you hint at me coming?" ”

Q sat down a little self-defeatingly: "Can you make your words clearer?" ”

Gu Qing propped himself on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Q: "Didn't you recognize me in the reception hall?" Sue me, my friend, how did you recognize me? ”

Q let out a slimy snort from his nose, which sounded sarcastic but not very aggressive: "You're so smart, you wouldn't know." ”

"Still afraid to fly?" Gu Qing asked after a while, usually his friends would not be so arrogant. Q rolled his eyes at him.

Gu Qing smiled, and then completely regarded himself as an outsider, or said to Bond as if he were a master: "Mr. Bond, maybe I should say that I am glad to meet you first, and then you will put down your pistol and sit down casually." ”

Q took off his glasses and wiped them with the hem of his shirt, and said to Gu Qing, who was mainly anti-customer: "You are very annoying." ”

Bond's displeasure at Q's remark was dissipated by the intractable harmony between the two of them, but he was sure again that he wouldn't like Q's best friend, even though the arrogant guy had helped him.

He put the pistol back in his holster and said with a smirk, "I don't think I'll be glad to see you at this time, little Mr. Holmes. "Bond didn't stop" at this point, and he wondered how the hellish little Sherlock Holmes had managed to get past their agent protecting Q in just five minutes.

Q put his glasses back on and looked at Gu Qing with burning eyes.

Gu Qing shrugged innocently: "It's really sad, I've always been glad to see you, Mr. Bond." In that case, then you don't have to worry about me, I'll just talk to Ben. ”

Bond's hand twitched unconsciously, he looked at Q, Q rubbed his eyebrows and nodded at him, Bond's Adam's apple sliding, and MI6's star agent reluctantly gave up the space in the living room. Of course, he didn't leave, but walked to the balcony, from where he could get a panoramic view of the living room. As if demonstrating, Bond pulled his pistol out of its holster, removed the safety and loaded it on the round table beside him, and then sat down and stared coldly at it, as if his gaze could kill.

Gu Qing sighed for Bond's unfriendliness, and was glared at by Q before putting away his pretentious posture, his hands were in the shape of towers, and his own penetrating gaze with a little gray-green blue eyes looked straight over, which made Q feel excited, and immediately cheered up, he was aware of this gaze in the hotel reception hall before he realized that his friend was coming.

Gu Qing retracted his probing gaze and said with a smile: "Since you prefer to talk about your mission this time, then as you wish, I know you rolled your eyes again, Ben." ”

Q: "Hmph." ”

"Well, I'll cut it short then. This time I go back, I must protest to my superiors that the overlap rate between me and 007 is really unusual. ”

Q involuntarily retorted, "You still don't know what our mission is?" Q regretted it after speaking, he said this would only fuel the arrogance of that guy, and sure enough, Gu Qing blinked and said in a gushing posture: "In view of your excellent professional skills, this task must be related to computers, and since you are in New York, it means that this task cannot be completed by remote control at the London headquarters, then this task requires you to hack into a computer that cannot be hacked directly without your own permission to obtain information." In the same way, it's either inconvenient or time urgent. In addition, MI6 took this mission very seriously and had a certain amount of danger, not only sending the most destructive 007, but also sending three other front-line agents to respond, as well as protecting our young quartermaster. ”

Q pursed his lips, trying to suppress his urge to roll his eyes, this guy didn't know if his last sentence sounded sarcastic.

"Combined with the fact that the United Nations General Assembly will be held tomorrow, and the information I have received, and of course the strange overlap rate of my and Bond's missions, I have reason to believe that this time our goals and tasks are overlapping. Samuel Vlad, the African Minister to the United States, of course, we all know that is only in name only, in order to have diplomatic immunity when traveling, but in reality he is an arms dealer who sells internationally prohibited weapons to countries in South America and Africa that are at war. pays attention to security, he takes his bodyguards with him when he travels, equipped with personalized security equipment, well, a very life-saving guy; At the same time, I don't believe in the web that much, I have to say that's not very commendable, for us, what do you think, Ben? ”

The young quartermaster who was named snorted softly in response.

Gu Qing didn't mind much about this, he said very magnanimously: "Do you still need me to continue?" Actually, I'll leave it at that. Given what I have said, it will not be easy to approach Sémoure Vlad, but this is a great opportunity for him to address the United Nations General Assembly. So time was of the essence, so you had to get on a plane and cross the Atlantic to the United States. Am I right? ”

Q glared at him fiercely: "Finished?" . ”

"My friend, it's breaking my heart so much that you're doing this." Gu Qing said in an aria, which made Q want to beat him up himself or call all the agents of MI6 over and beat him. But he still came to his senses, frowned and asked, "Are you alone over there?" ”

"I'm so glad you finally know you care about me, your friend." Gu Qing showed a sincere smile, but unfortunately Q was already immune to this, and he responded with the white of his eyes.

Gu Qing leaned back on the sofa and answered Q's question: "Actually, no, I'm not omnipotent." ”

"It's weird how it sounds like it comes out of your mouth." Q said deliberately sarcastically.

"I thought you should get used to it, didn't you label me #thick-skinned#?" Gu Qing replied as a matter of course.

Q：“……”

Gu Qing put his hands on the armrests, his legs crossed very comfortably, and Bond's gaze that did not relax his vigilance did not affect him. After he showed Q #thick-skinned#, he also showed #logical death#, "Double bed, it's so sweet." ”

Q was stunned by the turn of his words, and then muttered angrily, "It's none of your business." ”

"Uh-huh, cross the river and tear down the bridge." Gu Qing said with a little bit of dissatisfaction mixed with banter, which made Q can't help but think of the time when Mrs. M died a year ago, Bond's relationship with him fell to a freezing point, and he could feel that Bond was avoiding him. And just when he was a little at a loss, he met Gu Qing, Gu Qing talked to Bond, and recorded the audio-

[Q left early, he thought Mallory would understand, and stood on the steps outside the ballroom, where the clammy night breeze blew in London, calming his somewhat chaotic mind. Of course, if the calm here means that Q didn't choose to leave, just sat on the steps and let the night breeze blow, then it can only be said that dopamine is invincible.

After sitting for a while, Q returned to the new headquarters of MI6, at this time there were no other programmers in the Quartermaster Department, Q pursed his lips and returned to his office, opened the computer and logged in, and sure enough, he found the encrypted text sent to him by Gu Qing. Wen Jiàn was quickly cracked, and he put on his headphones and listened.

The first thing that came out was Gu Qing's voice: "Our meeting this time is worse than the last time we met, what do you think?" You're pushing him away because you think you're always killing the people you love, am I right? ”

Bond didn't speak, but the recording equipment was obviously very high-end, and his heavier breathing sound was included, and it was obvious that Gu Qing had said what he was thinking.

Q couldn't help but pull his tie, he felt that the tie was a little tight, and just then his computer rang, and he realized that the alarm system in his apartment had been triggered, Q glanced at the person who didn't think about it except for a certain level 00 agent, and the trespasser in his apartment seemed to know that he had installed a surveillance, so he ignored it and deliberately started to ...... Undress.

The recording continued, and there was obviously a Q that I didn't listen to, it was Gu Qing's voice: "It seems that you know Ben better than I think, and I have to say that he is also more suitable for you than you think, of course, the premise of this is that you want to establish the stable relationship with him that you desire." Now answer me, what do you think? ”

The footage coming back from the camera already explained Bond's answer, and Q felt so dry that before he clenched his hand and let go of it before he got up and left the computer, he moved the chair, which fell to the ground with a loud bang. Q didn't care about this anymore, he couldn't wait to get back to his apartment, and the last bit of uncertainty was when he saw the pit bull paperweight on the table (the only relic left by the former M) to Bond, or if he saw the clothes that Bond had thrown on the ground, and then disappeared.

Q licked his dry lips and followed the scattered laundry into his bedroom. Bond, who was praised by Gu Qing as a classic, was lying on his bed in a posture that could be called weakness, of course, he could almost be called completely naked...... I don't know if it was because the recording he heard before made him feel angry, or if the impact of the picture in front of him was greater than he imagined, anyway, Q stepped forward and rested his hand on Bond's waist, and then he raised it and slapped Bond's upright ass hard......]

Gu Qing picked up a blueberry from the fruit bowl and threw it at Q unceremoniously, smashing it on the back of his hand, making Q come back to his senses from the beautiful picture. Q was so embarrassed that he didn't have to touch his face to know that his face must be red.

Gu Qing held his forehead to avoid suspicion or something, and said in his mouth: "If you wish, I can completely delete the content I just deduced." Also, what I want you to know is that I don't want to know that much about the sweet past between you and your 007. ”

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person, Patrick!" Q yelled at Gu Qing in annoyance, Bond had already put his hand on the loaded pistol.

Gu Qing sighed, and after the empathetic wait for Q not to continue to turn his face into tomatoes, he proposed a suggestion: "Since this time, our tasks coincide, with our respective actions, and considering some force majeure, there is nothing specifically referred to here, 007, I think we can cooperate." What do you think, Q? ”

Although Q talked about office love with the star agent in their MI6, his professionalism was absolutely no problem, and based on his understanding of Gu Qing, he immediately became strict. "Just because I trust you doesn't mean MI6 trusts you, Patrick." As MI6's quartermaster, he is accountable to MI6 and to the agents involved in this mission.

Gu Qing blinked, smiled and said, "It's not a problem, my friend. ”

Q believes that Gu Qing can do what he says, but he always feels that his friend's purpose is not so simple, with his personality of not playing cards according to common sense, who knows what he will do in the mission. In line with the principle of asking things clearly first, he decided to ask first, so as not to wait until something really happened and then question Gu Qing, he would be a scoundrel and say shameless words like "You didn't ask me".

Compared to Q, who has no psychological barriers to cooperation, Bond reacts much more violently, and he naturally disagrees. It's a pity that Bond is not the one who calls the shots, and besides, it's all about being able to complete the task successfully.

After a series of accidents, the mission was successfully completed, and MI6 was able to obtain substantial evidence that would have allowed Sémuel Flad to convict. For Q, this time Bond didn't lose any of the equipment that was given to him, which is really rare.

Q felt relieved, but Bond didn't feel that way at all, and he still firmly believed that being arranged to be a pregnant woman in this mission was definitely the revenge of that little Sherlock Holmes on him!

Bond's face was dark, Q looked up at him, didn't hold back and quickly lowered his head, but still laughed, this time Bond's face was even darker, and he cursed the initiator fiercely in his heart.

Or #disturbing others to fall in love will be kicked by a donkey# This proverb has taken effect, or the curse of the hole has been fulfilled, anyway, when Gu Qing returned to Great Britain from the United States, he received a call from Sherlock.

Gu Qing frowned before picking it up, you must know that if Sherlock has something, he basically texts him, and there are too few calls, is something wrong? After picking it up, he knew it wasn't Sherlock, and Watson's voice came over the microphone, and he sounded like he was about to collapse: "Patrick, you have to come to Baker Street now!" Your boyfriend has strapped a bomb to me, Sherlock is pointing a gun at him, and Sherlock is going to kill him! No, no, no! God, I'm going crazy, it's not me, it's not Sherlock, it's another me and another Sherlock! And what the hell does your boyfriend do?! Anyway, come over here! ”

Captain John Watson, part of the 5th Fliners' Regiment in Northumberland, served in Afghanistan for three years, worked as a medic in Kandahar and Helmand and Buzz hospitals, and after retiring from the army, followed Sherlock Holmes, the world's only consulting detective, to live a life of excitement and corpses in London.

He thought that his mental instinct had been strengthened and had become much higher than the average person - the police officers at Scotland Yard who had been ridiculed by Sherlock had to admit that they had even gambled that it would take "how long it would take them to get a call from the former medic who called the detective in anger" - but it turned out that no matter how high the psychological quality was in the current accident, it was impossible to bear it!!

Watson screamed at the face.

Watson took a deep breath, took another deep breath, looked at the bomb strapped to his other self and asked, "This one won't explode, will it?" ”

"Yes, dear~" Watson replied that he was the only one who did not have two consulting criminals present, and even though there were no snipers with him, and even more so they had come to an alternate universe (three of them had come to the same conclusion), he still seemed to be at ease, and he was sure that the consulting detective who was holding a gun at him would not shoot him.

Watson: "......" He stared at Moriarty, who was dressed in a black suit and was stared at by another Sherlock, as if he would shoot in the next moment, and then glared at his roommate Sherlock, who was about to blind others, and asked viciously: "For God's sake, Sherlock!" What the hell does your brother's boyfriend do? In this situation, he was not stupid enough to think that the little man was a goldfish, and Watson couldn't help but blacken out when he thought so.

Sherlock stared at the expressions of the three people who were not originally of this world, and the first to bear the brunt was of course another Watson, from whom more could be deduced. Well, it seems that they already know Moriarty's identity, and that there is no one in their world who has his brother. I don't know why, Sherlock, who was originally full of interest, suddenly lost his mood, and he lay down on the sofa: "Boring." ”

Watson: "......" is fucking boring?!! What more could you want? He wanted to go up and give Sherlock a headshot! Just then a familiar, lazy voice interjected: "Hmm—that's funny. ”

Watson looked around and found the source of the sound on his laptop on the table, and the irritable breath in his heart couldn't get rid of it, funny, funny! Why are the Sherlock Holmes so badly beaten!