The phone rings.

Watson and Ariana, one sitting on the floor racking their brains puzzles, the other sitting on the couch, their silky blonde hair diligently combed by the bear.

Ariana holds a chilled soda in one hand and her eyes are engrossed in the movie.

Watson heard the bell ring, and he got up and went over to pick up the phone.

"Andrey? Okay, I got it. ”

The smile on Watson's face faded as he looked up at the window.

The passerby watching from the outside turned his head away, and he walked up and closed the curtains.

"Ariana, Daddy needs to get out." After saying that, Watson thought for a moment and said, "But if you want to go out with Dad, Dad's can too." ”

Mrs. Wick went to the beauty salon today, and as the proprietress of the beauty salon, she has also had a lot of business recently.

Watson didn't really want his daughter to be home alone, and Andre just called and told him about someone looking for the old man.

The thought of having a relationship with his own son gave him a headache.

"Didn't you say that wizards are very hidden, why did someone start to investigate?"

He looked at his daughter, Ariana was also a wizard, in case she went out and was gone.

What if someone sneaks in and hurts my daughter?

No way!

Absolutely not!

Watson looked at Ariana expectantly, hoping for a father-daughter trip that would just go.

Ariana blinked, picked up the glass bottle of soda and took a long sip.

The soda quickly bottomed out, she stood up with her mouth bulging and nodded, and small bubbles exploded in her mouth to stimulate her taste buds.

Little Bear immediately jumped down and went upstairs to prepare clothes for Ariana to go out.

The bear knows a lot about what Ariana wants to wear right now.

Watson waited for a while, and when he saw that Ariana still had two flights of stairs, he jumped straight down.

She holds a pot of greenery in one hand and wraps it in a paper bag in the other.

A black top, plus an army green bomber jacket, and a pair of colorful hot pants and vintage shoes and socks.

Watson looked at Ariana's look and then at the 1994 French film on television.

He understood, turned around and changed into a white T-shirt and black coat, and put on a pair of sunglasses.

Look, what a tacit understanding of father and daughter.

As everyone knows, the two went out, which made the surveillance agents dumbfounded.

"What kind of look is this?" The old agent was confused.

On the contrary, it was the young agent who had a lot of experience in reading films and recognized this look.

Before he could say anything, he saw that the radio station he was contacting was occupied by a barrage of voices.

Immediately after, on Privet Road, a black car drove up.

More than a dozen cars lined up, and people stepped out of the cars and knocked on the door.

The old agent opened the door, and the gentlemanly man said, "You don't want to sleep here forever." ”

The old agent said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

"You don't have the right to ask." Ah Fu smiled, completely unable to see that he was threatening, "Please get out of the car." ”

"Do I have a choice?" The old agent still wants to struggle.

"We're sorry, but your choice is at Hotel Continental, including your other rights." Ah Fu is still polite.

The old agent frowned, and he had no choice but to get out of the car.

Looking elsewhere, Wick's neighbors were 'invited' out by a friendly knock on the door, followed by passers-by.

One agent was pulled out.

The old agent looked at Watson, who was carrying his daughter's cos movie character, and he opened the car door to let his daughter go in.

Watson looked back at the old agent and nodded with a smile.

The underground president will temporarily disappear from the eyes of all countries for a while.

The convoy started, and all the cars were exactly the same, and the glass used could not be seen through from the outside.

Soon, the convoy disappeared in sight.

"Where are they going?" The young agent looked at the food truck and asked the old agent, "Shall we follow?" ”

"How can the underground president of London be watched in London." The old agent shook his head, "You can take a step towards the dining cart." ”

The young agent didn't know why, and took a step in the direction of the dining car.

"Whew!"

He froze, a bullet hole in his foot.

Three red dots landed on his heart, head, and kidneys.

As long as he dares to have the idea of leaving, the snipers in the distance will take their lives in an instant.

The agents on the street looked at each other, and in the middle of the day, a group of people did not dare to move as if they had been immobilized.

And after the convoy left Privet Road, no one knew which car Watson was in.

Ariana's bear researches how to turn her long blonde hair into short hair to restore her character.

"Where are we going?" Ariana rubbed her foot against the air vent of the air conditioner curiously.

Watson laughed, "Let's go to the house of the guy who likes to put up a fight." ”

Like to put on a shelf?

Ariana blinked.

...

In a quiet club.

Mycroft enjoyed his leisure time after four or three o'clock in the afternoon.

This is the club he created to give his brilliant brain a quiet and peaceful break.

In this club, no talking is allowed in any room except the stranger's room.

Mycroft quietly admired the art paintings hanging on the wall, and the next second, someone outside rushed in.

He came to McCroft, but he couldn't speak.

Mycroft frowned, and he turned to look.

A large and a small figure appeared at the door, but I didn't understand, why the girl was still holding a pot of plants in her hand?

Watson wore sunglasses and nodded to Mycroft.

McCroft sighed helplessly, and he got up and walked out of the room.

It was the first time he had talked about business after a quarter past four.

Stranger room.

"What's that way you're dressed, Watson?" Mycroft looked at the girl more.

According to the information he knew, the girl was Watson's adopted daughter, but there was no information about the girl.

It's like it appeared out of nowhere.

"You don't know?" Watson was surprised, "That movie is a hit, this is a killer style." ”

"Killer look?" Mycroft was silent for a moment, "Are you kidding me?" ”

"Okay, don't talk about this, I'm here to make a deal."

Watson was bored by McCroft, who didn't watch movies, and he talked about what he was here for.

"If your mission is to have twenty agents standing in the sun," Mycroft said with a flat face as he glanced at the note handed over by his men, "it's more like a threat." ”

"No, no, no, you forgot, you asked me to find out, the whereabouts of those weapons."

Watson smiled and said, "I found it, so I'm here to give you an errand." ”

"Huh?" Mycroft's eyes froze, and he said, "Tell me about it." ”

"It's very simple," Watson smiled slightly, "there are ghosts inside." ”

"What about the specific list?" Mycroft's mind moved.

Watson reached out and pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom that looked like it had just been written.

He held two fingers between his fingers and handed it to Mycroft, his finger retracting as he was about to touch it.

"I've heard you've made something interesting lately," Watson said meaningfully, "and you have to share good things, just like I shared them with you." ”

McCroft looked at Watson and said unexpectedly, "Are you negotiating terms with me?" ”

"We can't just talk about feelings." Watson smiled and said, "After the love is over, then the deal is left." ”

McCroft fell into deep thought, and he maintained a supportive attitude towards the underground president.

But as Watson became transparent, everything gradually spiraled out of control.

By now, he had no control over the financial manager.

The list is important, and the other person obviously knows something about what they're doing.

Such an all-pervasive intelligence network made Mycroft jealous.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Tomorrow morning, I will send someone to pick you up." ”

"Then it's a pleasure to work together." Watson handed over the list.

Mycroft opened it and looked at the list of names on it, and his brow furrowed.

"What about the others?"

"Nope."

"No?"

Mycroft laughed angrily, "You just gave me a piece of paper with your name written on it, and nothing else?" ”

"Of course, it's all called the list," Hua said bluntly, "Of course, you can check the rest yourself." ”

This is simply an empty glove white wolf, a list without any evidence, and you have to check it yourself.

Mycroft folded the list into a rectangular shape and tucked it into his pocket.

He looked at the father and daughter who stood up and were about to leave, and in order to get back to the field, he suddenly asked, "What about your son, Watson." ”

Watson's footsteps paused.

"I seem to have only seen you once, with your adopted daughter, but not with your son." Mycroft turned his back to Watson and said, "You don't seem to be in a relationship, this time it's for ......."

He didn't go on.

Watson looked at Mycroft silently.

The two sides tacitly did not continue to talk.

Watson leaves, and McCroft's men come in and see his boss fiddling with a bullet.

"Bullet threat, old-fashioned method." McCroft casually pocketed the bullets.

He sat on the couch with his eyes downcast.

...