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From London to New York, seven and a half hours is enough for passengers to have a good night's sleep wrapped in blankets under the cool air-conditioning. This lazy and cozy atmosphere is lingering with melodic jazz, adding to people's drowsiness .

Speechless all the way.

Although the time difference between the United Kingdom and the United States is different, they are in the same hemisphere. At noon, the New York airport is still hot in summer. Even the birds on the branches feel dizzy from the sun, hiding in the shade and refusing to come out.

But there are smarter ones who have already jumped into the airport through the window, enjoying the free air-conditioning, and admiring the modern urban beauties with long legs and thin waists coming and going.

Inside, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes, just like these birds, sitting in the central hall, leisurely pulling down his sunglasses, his eyes following the skirts of the girls, with a carefree smile on his lips.

All he had to do was smoke a cigarette and take some money to pretend to be coercive.

Not far from this casual person, there is another young man wearing a hat with his hands folded on his lips. His thick black hair is slightly exposed under the brim of his hat. Obviously, he is here on purpose.

However, since he sat down 10 minutes ago, his attention was inevitably attracted by the gentleman next to him.

He had heard of the other party's name for a long time, but when the truth suddenly pierced and echoed in his ears, he was still a little speechless.Sure enough, he shouldn't come and go in the world of ordinary people casually. Knowing too many secrets is disrespectful to these people.

When the young man was lost in his own thoughts, there was a sudden sound at the airport, indicating that the flight of the two people he was going to pick up had arrived.

"Okay, take a deep breath, don't be guilty." He said to himself, picked up the plaque and stood up, with a string of English written on it: Sherlock Holmes, and Yue Jian.

When he walked by, the man wearing sunglasses sat up a little bit, and looked squarely at the young boy who still had his hair combed back in the current trend. There are so many strange people these days.

However, he is not sitting here for this matter.

Just as he was thinking, a cold voice suddenly echoed in his ears, "Sir, the person you are waiting for has arrived."

The man straddled his legs drastically, stood up, chuckled, threw away his sunglasses, and said in a low and joyful voice, "Very well, let me show my prowess and teach these little bugs a lesson. In summer, there should be some surprises! "

"Dear passengers and friends, the flight from London to New York has arrived at the station. Please take your belongings with you. Friends who need to be picked up can wait at the exit. Goodbye, passengers. International Airlines wishes you a happy travel."

A loud noise quickly spread in the air. The passageway of the airport was clean and bright. At first glance, it could be seen that many passengers were going out with big bags and small bags.

Only two of them are Qingliu.

Jian Yue probably didn't have the concept of preparing luggage. He carried all his belongings with him systematically. When he boarded the Titanic, he basically didn't bring anything with him, and Sherlock didn't even have this concept.

The two of them turned out to be empty-handed, and they were quite tall in the crowd, which seemed inexplicably awkward and funny.

The curly-haired detective let out a sigh, "It's all right now, there is no exchange of dollars... How could Mycroft make such a serious mistake." He said, crossing his hands in front of his chest, staring at it curiously Their two young girls, there must be a reason why this guy is not popular with women.

Jian Yue rubbed his eyelids, feeling a little embarrassed, "Go out, find a bank and change some money first, let's take a car to the nearest place, or if you are tired, find a place to drink juice and rest first."

Sherlock looked sideways, this guy is really gentle and considerate all the time, seeing the shadow under his eyes, did he deliberately omit the option of coffee?

"No, it's just such a short distance. After all, New York has not been peaceful recently, so don't wander around." Curly curled his lips, denying such a itinerary plan, and was turning his brain to find out seven or eight feasible plans, when suddenly, After a pause, he sneered at his elder brother again, "I really thought the sugar had rotted that guy's brain, but it's okay, at least he found a place for us to live."

address?

Following Sherlock's gaze, Jian Yue quickly found their names among the crowd at the exit, and the eyes of the young man holding this plaque... impressively clear and tolerant .

This kind of harmless-looking person obviously couldn't attract Mr. Detective's attention. Sherlock looked away lazily to the other side, and there was an eye-catching flirt who just passed by there.

According to the information provided by McCoff that he had seen before coming here—isn't this guy one of the candidates for Iron Man who has been rumored to be the most exposed New York superhero?

—Tony Stark, the helm of the Stark Corporation.

He shoots at this wealthy flamboyant guy sharply. The other party is wandering around in the crowd, and the Stark company has clearly prepared a private jet under his name. It is very problematic at a glance...

"Hello, Mr. Jane, Mr. Holmes."

Walking to the exit, Jian Yue and the young man who picked up the plane met friendly, reached out to each other, and gently held each other.

"Hello." Seeing the shocked expression on the other side's face after touching his hand, Jian Yue couldn't help raising his brows slightly, then immediately relaxed, and asked with a smile, "Why are you here to pick us up?" ?”

"I……"

How come there is nothing, it seems to be blank, and it seems that a lot of things have slipped by in an instant, but in the end, everything becomes mysterious like a vast sea of ​​stars. He even feels that there are bright stars inside, shining through his fingertips. , walked around to him, and frivolously touched his cheek.

Charles opened his mouth wide and murmured the speech he had prepared, "I am a college classmate of McCoff, and my name is Charles Xavier. He came to the United States as an exchange student, so I knew him. Before you came, he Please let me find you a house and arrange everything in New York."

Charles Xavier?

Such a resounding name...

It's hard for Jian Yue not to remember the meaning behind this name, Professor X?Such a young Professor X, is it a side effect of the map starting to merge?No wonder, for a while, Jian Yue Hei's mental energy was consumed a lot.

Jianyue Hei ignored him, concentrating on creating illusions, molesting this Charles who, although not in the type he liked in terms of temperament, rarely had the same attributes and abilities as him.

Dizzy, Charles calmly didn't look at the stars turning around, but pretended to be an ordinary person, smiled friendly and enthusiastically, looked into Jian Yue's eyes, and invited: "I'm driving, You are tired from the journey, go to the house I prepared for you to rest now."

Jian Yue guessed that Professor X must now have the ability to distinguish the identity of mutants, and he obviously does not belong to the species of mutants, so the other party has scruples and it is difficult to determine.

He nodded slightly, "Thank you, then I will trouble you."

"No trouble, just your friend..." Charles looked in the other direction.

At some point, Sherlock had already left their team, standing on the edge of the fence, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

"Wait a minute, I'll call—" Jian Yue turned his head at the same time, there were countless screams from the direction Sherlock was looking at, and then they stopped abruptly amidst the strong bombardment, and countless people were shaking He hurriedly covered his ears and squatted down to avoid it.

This response has become almost habitual.

It can be seen how bad the law and order in New York is.

The corners of Jian Yue's eyes twitched slightly, and when he saw Professor X squatting down pretending to be terrified, he strode towards Sherlock, grabbed the curly-haired arm, and pulled him forcefully behind the barrier .

Sherlock was still looking in that direction, just immersed in his own thinking world, "Did you see it?"

"what did you see?"

"Iron Man." The curly-haired detective quickly said the name that didn't quite fit his background setting, and was eager to try, "A product beyond the scientific level of this era, very interesting, I didn't expect to meet him when I first came to New York. "

Although he is good at biology and chemistry, this does not prevent him from expressing his appreciation for other aspects.

Jian Yue glanced at him.

A detective with meticulous logic, entering the Marvel system with a wide open mind, he was also a little confused, so he could only wake up this Mr. The unknown is waiting for you, Mr. Detective, you must pay attention to safety, otherwise you will lose your life before the truth is discovered..."

Sherlock finally gave Jian Yue a look, then turned his head and said nothing.

His expression of contempt was very cryptic.

Jian Yue thought he was shy, and let go, "Let's go over quickly, Charles is going to wait." Iron Man over there seems to have settled down a group of chaotic youngsters, and is welcoming everyone's admiring and envious eyes At the baptism, countless nympho girls are admiring his steel armor.

"A hormonal peacock." Sherlock commented, turned his head, not intending to touch the steel man who was obviously controlled by his lower body at this time, and nodded obediently to Jian Yue, "Let's go, let's go for a walk on the streets of New York first, Look at this place, how wonderful it is, and then, Mycroft will definitely regret sending me to this place."

Jian Yue raised his forehead: ... I heard that there are many crimes in New York and they are quite difficult. No, I have to prepare a series of entertainment for this curly-haired detective, otherwise, there will definitely be troubles.

Over there, after Iron Man made a flying posture in the crowd, he took off in the air and left here.

Jian Yue: "..." It was also the first time for him to see such a guy with such a strong desire to express himself, he liked the feeling of being noticed even more than Sherlock.

The same personality is obviously mutually exclusive, Sherlock snorted, turned his head, and said in a non-boring manner: "It's just a show, let's go."

He walked towards Charles, met the smile of the other party's crooked eyes and hooked lips, suddenly his footsteps froze, and his eyes flashed.

Why do you think this micro-expression is very familiar?