[Comprehensive] I am broadcasting live in poisonous

It's really time for McCoff to work out.

The word fitness is used instead of weight loss, mainly because this Mr. Holmes can never cut off his hobbies-delicious donuts, sweet cookies, greasy hamburgers...

However, the matter of losing weight does not go through hunger strikes and food cuts, but it is healthier. In many places in the original book, Sherlock's predictions about his brother's remaining life span appear. Smart people know what they want. McCaw In fact, the husband is very aware of his body fat rate, and has calculated how many years he can live with his fingers.

Before he really got diabetes, Mr. Holmes worked hard to control his sugar intake, such as eating only one donut a day...even having a fitness schedule of sweating on the treadmill three times a week.

Oh, but this kind of best effort still failed to change Mr. Holmes' weight of nearly [-] kilograms and the fat accumulated around his waist.

However, Mycroft doesn't look fat in a suit. His frame is too small, and even if he is fat, he can still look thin in clothes.

— Tights also play a part.

There is not much time to visit the museum, and Jian Yue did not waste it. He immediately walked through the fascinating square of the British Museum, bypassed the huge columns, and came to a quiet and mysterious hall. He did not need to memorize the composition here in advance. , Just looking at the list and walking route listed by the audience, you can choose the direction accurately, move your long legs, and cross the vast collection like a horse watching flowers. These ancient cultural objects are obviously all There are countless stories behind it.

Among them, the most interesting to the audience is the mysterious, real mummy, which is full of decaying smell, and was made into a mummy while alive, but this is not a punishment in Egypt. On the contrary, the more noble the person, the more they have such A holy and noble funeral.

If it wasn't for McCoff being nearby, the audience would have encouraged Jian Yue to steal one and leave.

And not only the audience, Jian Yue Hei was also very interested in this proposal.

After all, it is another dimensional world, and their sense of restraint has weakened a lot.

Fortunately, Jian Yue was well prepared for this. Every time before the bullet screen in the live broadcast room was released like a wild horse, he accelerated the pace and moved to the next collection. In this way, he had seen seven exhibition areas, 38 A collection, but the time has only passed four or ten minutes.

Their footsteps hardly stopped, and McCoff was already out of breath. Before Jian Yue was about to walk away again, he quickly raised his hand to stop him, "Wait, Mr. Jian, slow down, I strongly recommend going to the next exhibition area Take a look, hehe, by the way..."

The corner in front is the exhibition hall of famous paintings. There is a comfortable sofa in front of a huge famous painting. Mycroft just wants to run over to the whole sofa and stretch his body. I took off my tights, it was too tight, it hurt my flesh, and it was even more uncomfortable when I was exercising and getting hot.

"Painting?" Jian Yue glanced at the English signboard marked on it, his eyes flickered slightly, "Is Mr. Holmes's usual hobby also painting?"

"Occasionally, I'm good at oil painting, but I also know a thing or two about the ancient oriental ink painting. I once drew a pair of prawns under the guidance of the tutor of your embassy." McCoff took a deep breath, letting his blushing face recover Some, "A compact professional life always needs some business hobbies. I wonder what Mr. Jian likes?"

Jian Yue smiled, "I might prefer to draw goldfish."

But after finishing speaking, he felt that the words were a bit impolite, so he added as naturally as possible: "The beginning of ink painting is usually extremely difficult to learn."

Mycroft: ...?

He doesn't understand that Chinese goldfish and prawns are the most basic requirements for beginners of Chinese painting. In fact, he still feels that he has spent so much energy and has learned it very well.

In the live broadcast room, there was already a group of viewers who were laughing happily and dazedly. They knew that the two Holmes brothers laughed at other people in the world as goldfish. This time, the host took the opportunity to laugh back. difference, but still entertaining.

between conversations.

Jian Yue and McCauf also walked towards the art exhibition area in a tacit understanding. When the conversation was over, they were surrounded by historically or highly controversial or religious oil paintings, the most representative of which were Italian painters. Raphael's "Statue of the Virgin", a few years ago, on the Titanic, the blond boy who prefers the gentle and charming side of women is also very yearning for this painting.

After a century, he is now standing in front of this painting, looking at the charcoal lines on it, feeling regretful in his heart that the oil painting of the banquet that Jack promised is not yet finished.

Because of reminiscing about the past, Jian Yue slowed down in this exhibition area, and his eyes lingered on these paintings that had been preserved with great painstaking efforts, while McCauf had long dreamed of coming true and secretly retreated, finding the one he was very fond of. Looking forward to the sofa, he couldn't wait to sit on it, and the soft coral fleece bounced back up, making him sigh uncontrollably, leaning against the back of the sofa, he almost closed his eyes, and fell asleep so beautifully.

But McCoff finally strengthened his will, sitting with his legs crossed like a British gentleman, and asked with a smirk: "Mr. Jane, you can look around, and you can tell me at any time if you need anything. Do you want to drink water? Or some desserts?" ?”

Jian Yue shook his head slightly, rejecting McCoff's kindness, it was not that he was worried about the fatness of the other party, it was purely that he should not eat at the same time while looking at the painting, the escaping of the smell of these foods is very easy to affect the color of the oil painting cause damage.

The collections of the museum are always arranged in chronological order, from the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries to the end of the nineteenth century, and the last column of paintings is just to the left of McCauf. It took nearly half an hour to read, and Jian Yue looked at it all the way. When he got there, he seemed to see a very familiar word in the distance, but before he walked over, the mobile phones of him and Mr. Holmes on the opposite side rang at the same time.

It's not a text message, it's a phone call.

Jian Yue took it out and saw that the caller ID was Leon.

"Jane!" Leon's voice sounded from the phone's microphone. Jian Yue still hadn't forgotten that this was a wanted criminal registered by the British government. "Is there something urgent, Laima?" he asked in a low voice.

According to Leon's personality, there was no special urgent matter, so it was impossible for him to call in a panic at this time.

"It's 03:30 in the morning, why is there still someone looking for me?" McCoff muttered and connected the phone.

"Something happened, Matilda, something happened to her!" Leon's voice was suppressed and terrified, and his speech speed revealed the nervousness accumulated by killers for many years. Talk to Jian Yue about the situation over there, "The school where Matilda is located was attacked by a lizard monster made by some special experiment. It's a hell. I've lived there for decades. Never seen anything like this happen..."

Jian Yue frowned, "Lizard? Is she okay?"

"I was injured by the collapsed wall, and I'm in the hospital now." Leon said in a low voice, "I plan to go back to New York, I can't watch her in danger."

On the other side of the phone, there was the sound of the other party walking on the street at the same time, followed by the honking of countless cars and the sirens of police cars, which seemed to be released in an instant, making it extremely noisy.

Jian Yue was surprised, and secretly worried about the other party, "Where are you? Are you at the airport?"

It can't be that he's already in New York.

the other side.

Leon quickly avoided the scene of the riot, and looked at the mushroom cloud rising into the sky in the distance. He was also shocked for a moment, and said speechlessly: "A huge explosion occurred."

"What exploded, and where?"

"I saw someone...flying out? I don't know, but it's not far from Baker Street. It's a high floor, like a hotel."

On the opposite side, Mycroft had already finished communicating with the person on the other end of the phone. His well-cultivated demeanor made him unable to see any emotional fluctuations. However, in fact, he had also received the report of the serious terrorist attack in London, and had even been involved in it. To the noble, powerful men who belonged to nearly half of the country.

The situation is clearly a red alert.

The old man of the Sherlock Holmes family is very deep in the city. After sending a text message to his younger brother, he even had the leisure to approach Jian Yue and asked: "This visit may end early, do you need me to order someone to take you back? , Mr. Jane?"

Jian Yue looked at him, his indescribable eyes were filled with the superior intelligence of this family.

Mycroft narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Jane...does he know too?"

Jian Yue didn't answer.

"Don't go to the airport yet, Laima." Jian Yue nodded in front of McCoff, and told Leon calmly: "In extreme circumstances, the flight will be delayed." Going like this is basically throwing yourself into a trap, "Wait until I go to find you, at the xxxx cafe on Baker Street, don't act rashly, wait until the police officer controls the situation."

Leon hesitated, "But if you miss this opportunity..."

"You will have countless opportunities." Jian Yue said gently: "She is still young, don't worry, as you said, Matilda is the smartest, she knows what dangers should be avoided, Even if she knowingly commits a crime, you can still keep talking to her now and chat more with her."

Leon was not easily persuaded, but he also decided to make a phone call with Matilda first.

Hanging up the phone, Jian Yue stood where he was, and looked at McCoff thoughtfully. His cell phone text message rang three times. The curly-haired detective didn't come back before he went out. Terrorist attacks, celebrities Nobility, plus Lestrade intentionally raised his price before going out...

"Does Sherlock have anything to do with it?"

For a moment, Mycroft's eyes were dark, but soon, he was that high-ranking British government official who was paid by the taxpayer, official and rational, "That's right, I just got the news, my brother, too. It's Sherlock Holmes."

His tone was as calm as if he said he ate a donut tonight.

"He used a grenade and seriously injured a special foreign guest."