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When Agatha learned that Mycroft Holmes had come to Baker Street, her first reaction was which McCroft?

In the original book, the smart and top auditor who claims to have more beauty in his connotation, or the tall, thin, rich and British brother on TV who is his sight?

No matter which one it was McCroft, it seemed that she was going to go down to see him as a future brother-in-law?

…… What do you think about this?

All right.

Holmes probably didn't think much of it, he didn't care about these mundane things.

Agatha changed her clothes and went downstairs.

The door of the second-floor apartment was hidden, and when he opened it, he saw Holmes sitting in his armchair with a violin in his lap, his head bowed, playing with the strings one after the other, and his face full of displeasure.

Agatha: "......"

It seems that the relationship between the brothers is not deep, and it may even be precarious.

Looking away from Holmes, she saw Mycroft.

Mycroft wore a white shirt, a haute couture gray suit, and an elitist outfit, with an outstanding temperament that could not be ignored.

With his hands in his pockets, he stood in front of Holmes, as if looking down at his brother?

Mycroft turned his back to her, and Agatha didn't really see it.

Hearing the movement, he turned around.

Agatha saw his sky-grey eyes, which were identical to those of Sherlock Holmes, and their pupil color was peculiar, taking on different colors depending on the light.

When he saw Agatha, a smile slowly appeared on his face, "Hello, I'm Mycroft Holmes. ”

His posture is leisurely, as if he were in his own home.

Sherlock Holmes frowned, stared at the back of McCroft's head, and said in a hard tone: "Shouldn't you be busy helping the government build a brand new agency at this time?" Why are you still here? ”

The Sherlock Holmes seemed to have long legs, and Mycroft didn't seem to hear his brother's words, and he walked up to Agatha in three or two steps on his thighs, and stretched out his hand to her—

"Nice to meet you, Agatha."

Agatha blinked, and reached out to shake him, "Please take care of us when we meet for the first time." ”

Mycroft raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

Agatha walked naturally to the bar and asked Mycroft with a smile, "What would you like to drink?" Coffee? Or black tea? ”

Sherlock Holmes's cool words came—

"He's leaving soon, and he's not going to drink anything."

As if he hadn't heard anything, McCroft leaned against the bar, tapped his fingertips on the table, and said to Agatha in a gentle tone, "Black tea, thank you." ”

Agatha smiled at him, expertly brewing black tea.

McCroft: "Sherlock says you're engaged to him. ”

Agatha: "...... Yes. ”

"He's always like this, he doesn't discuss anything with his family."

Agatha smiled slightly, concentrated on making tea, and did not speak.

Matters between brothers are better resolved by brothers.

No matter what this Mycroft's current personality is, there is no doubt that he is indeed a younger brother.

A little bit of wind and grass, and people came.

Mycroft was an important senior member of the British government, extremely intelligent, with a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through people, and was a dangerous person.

Agatha didn't want to say too much wrong, so she simply kept silent as golden.

McCroft didn't say anything more, he sat down in the high chair in front of the bar, one hand resting on the bar, his slender five fingers tapping the table with a flick of his head.

Sherlock Holmes simply played a strange violin tune, which was not unpleasant and not good.

Agatha finished brewing the black tea and pushed the white porcelain cup towards Mycroft.

Mycroft glanced at her.

Agatha smiled at him, "Tea, please." ”

Mycroft clasped the white porcelain cup in one hand, took a sip of black tea, and was about to leave.

Agatha sent him downstairs, where the four-wheeled carriage was already waiting, and a man in a black suit stood beside it.

McCroft stopped a few paces away from the carriage and looked at the young girl in front of him.

She is a little too good-looking, with thick eyelashes, long and curly, and her three-dimensional facial features are indescribably exquisite, even if she is draped in a sack, she cannot stand out from the crowd.

"Your engagement to Sherlock surprised me. Sherlock had never been in a relationship with the opposite sex, and if Watson hadn't been in love, I almost thought he would be living with Watson for the rest of his life. ”

So as soon as you heard about Holmes' engagement, you rushed to Baker Street?

Agatha muttered to herself, a smile appeared on her face, and asked politely, "You care so much about Sherlock, does he know?" ”

Sherlock Holmes's personality is angular, like is like, dislike is dislike, like a lonely genius in his field of interest, in the world can lower the emotional intelligence of the whole street.

But Mycroft was different, he seemed to wear a mask that would not break, and he always had a decent smile on his face, but his eyes were detached and indifferent.

Hearing the girl's question, the corners of McCroft's mouth curled, and his voice was a little smiling, "For him, it's an interruption. ”

Agatha didn't speak.

Mycroft turned and walked to the carriage, took two steps, and then turned back, "Have a good time with Sherlock, Agatha." If you need anything in the future, you can come to me. ”

Agatha: "......"

To be honest, she didn't know much about Mycroft.

Maybe he's just coming to see Sherlock Holmes, or maybe he's just checking to see if his brother is really in love.

Either way, his purpose should have been accomplished.

Agatha absentmindedly went upstairs, and Holmes held the violin with a depressed face, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Agatha looked at a human skeleton sitting to his left and didn't bother him.

Because not long ago today, Holmes told her that he was occasionally in a bad mood and did not want to speak, and that it would be good to leave him alone at such a time, and he would soon be full of blood.

Agatha went inside the bar to clean the tea set.

Holmes suddenly said: "Mycroft Holmes, a senior employee of the British government, can keep a record of every income and expenditure of the British treasury in his head, and can give me any information I want. But he's a little troublesome, a little too much, and a little bit talkative, so you don't have to deal with him in the future. ”

Agatha: "......"

She felt that the number of times she was speechless in the past life was not as many as the number of times she was speechless in the past two days.

People have become so numb that they are very indifferent to the words of Sherlock Holmes.

Holmes touched the head of the skeleton next to him with his left hand and said to Agatha, "I'm hungry, can you make me a sandwich?" ”

Agatha frowned, "You use me as a servant?" ”

Sherlock Holmes: "Not a servant, it's a fiancée." You've already met Mycroft just now, and you haven't denied our engagement, which means that you don't plan to abandon me anytime soon. ”

Agatha couldn't help but laugh, "It sounds like you're expecting me to abandon you." ”

Sherlock Holmes tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Because the life after you abandoned me should be more interesting than it is now." ”

As he spoke, he sighed heavily, "Boring. It's boring to breathe, it's boring to be hungry, life is so boring! ”

Agatha understood that this Sherlock Holmes would not be bored if he was confronted with something that required him to run his brain at high speed.

…… Look at the opening point, and you should spoil him for the fans.

Agatha went to the kitchen to make a sandwich and came out to find Holmes asleep leaning back in an armchair.

Reluctantly putting the sandwich aside, seeing the man asleep in the armchair dressed thinly, Agatha picked up the coat from the sofa opposite and covered him lightly.

She didn't think it would alarm Holmes, but before his clothes touched him, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The look of the sky gray eyes was cold, and the same cold palm clasped her wrist hard.

Agatha was taken aback and frowned, "I was worried that you would catch a cold, and I wanted to cover your coat for you, but you wanted to crush my hand bones?" ”

Holmes was slightly stunned, then let go, "I'm sorry, next time I encounter this situation, leave me alone." ”

Agatha looked down at her free wrist, and a few red marks appeared on her fair skin.

Sherlock Holmes was a sharpshooter, skilled with swords and clubs, and proficient in combat boxing.

It seemed that she had to thank him for not throwing an iron fist at her to save her from disfigurement.

Holmes also saw a few red marks on her wrists, and he was a little surprised, "This is red?" ”

Although he just instinctively didn't want people to touch it, he wasn't completely confused, and the residual sanity still made his strength somewhat restrained.

It's only about one-third of what it usually is.

Holmes was a little stunned, if he used normal force, wouldn't Agatha's hand bones really be crushed?

Holmes suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, which made him regret letting Agatha move to Shell Street.

A slight grip can leave a scar on her body.

She was too weak to be around him.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Agatha moved her aching wrist and said to Holmes, "I'll open the door." ”

The door opened, and standing in the doorway was Mr. Lestrangered, dressed in a black trench coat.

Mr. Lestrred was surprised to see Agatha because he had seen her in Villa Aldorpur on the night Mill Walton had been shot half a month earlier.

Afterwards, Agatha also went to the police station to make a record.

Mr. Lesterred is not so good at remembering everyone he comes into contact with. But Agatha is too good-looking, without too delicate facial features, which are hard to ignore when you look at them.

Agatha saw the other's surprise and explained with a smile, "I know Mr. Holmes because of Mrs. Millwharton. ”

Mr. Lesterred was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of understanding, "As I told Mrs. Millwharton, Sherlock doesn't accept commissions in every case, and it would be better for her to give up sooner." ”

Mr. Lesterred thought that Agatha had appeared in the Baker Street apartment at the behest of Mrs. Millwharton to ask Holmes to accept the commission to find Milwharton's killer as soon as possible.

Mrs. Millwharton had money, but Holmes would not accept commissions for money.

Mr. Lestrred looked at Agatha, and then felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and said to Agatha with a serious look, "The beauty trick will not work either. ”

Agatha:???