Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

Sherlock's eyes lit up, and his energy returned.

He immediately stood up, patted the wrinkled skirt, and agreed with An Chunzhi's words concisely: "He's right."

An Chunzhi showed a smug smile, which disappeared in a flash, and then converged into the kind and innocent look before.

He urged the system in his heart, and the system agreed: "Got it, got it, I was already confusing Mycroft when you spoke just now."

Otherwise, Doctor Strange's acting skills can't fool Mycroft. With the host's acting skills, do you want to continue?

"..."

Mycroft frowned, and the reserved and casual smile disappeared.

He stared at An Chunzhi inquiringly.

Mycroft knew all too well what kind of man his younger brother Sherlock Holmes was.Since when did Sherlock listen to others so much?

Perhaps in the past, John Watson sometimes cared about what Sherlock said, but that was because Sherlock was to Watson...

Could it be that during Sherlock's two years in the United States, this shopkeeper has become another "John Watson"?

Thinking of this, the look in Mycroft's eyes turned cold without a trace.

This An Chunzhi is no better than the original Watson, at least the loyal Watson is dedicated to Sherlock.And this shopkeeper just wants to take advantage of Sherlock, who cares about his friends.

"Sherlock, John Watson is about to move out of Baker Street, aren't you going back?"

Mycroft reminded me, and the black umbrella in his hand, which was originally used as a crutch, swung gracefully in the air.

Sherlock's slightly tensed cheeks did become touched, but he looked at An Chunzhi and remembered what he was doing now.Unmoved, he put his hands in his pockets, and asked in a deep and melodious voice:

"Has he found a new roommate?"

"Forgive me to interrupt—" An Chunzhi also hurriedly walked to Sherlock, emphasizing his tone: "Sherlock is my clerk now, here he can also get in close contact with those people with super powers, I don't see any need for Sherlock to go back."

He had a vivid vigilance on his face, afraid that after Sherlock left, Mycroft would no longer send him money, but the expression on his face returned to innocence and sincerity, and Steve next to him was taken aback for a while. of.

An Chunzhi took the time to cast a glance at Steve, with a narrow smile in his eyes.

The help of the system allowed him to relax his hard-working acting skills.No matter how clever Mycroft is, he still can't match the supernatural power.

——And why couldn't McCoff think of what Steve just thought of?

He knew that once the simple Xia Li gave affection, he would value the other party very much, and no matter how exquisite his reasoning skills were on the other party, he would become blind and deaf.

Mycroft glanced at the people next to him, and recognized Captain America who was still in uniform.

Although he didn't know who the person who looked exactly like Sherlock and the person with an iron arm was, he could feel that they were all as dangerous as Captain America, and they should all be superpowers.

Based on Captain America's acquaintance with An Chunzhi, he should not sit back and watch McCoff's people take Sherlock away.

This excludes the item of force.

This country is no longer within the reach of Mycroft's influence, and he has to be careful in everything he does. The last time he tried to test the shopkeeper, he spent a lot of effort.

In this way, the tactical confrontation that McCoff is good at has all become empty talk.

So now there is only one bad strategy left - to expose An Chunzhi's greedy face in front of Sherlock.

Mycroft originally didn't intend to act like a naive child who was complaining, but he didn't expect Sherlock to listen to the owner so much... There is really someone who can tame his rebellious younger brother, and that person still has impure purpose.

This has already touched Mycroft's bottom line - Sherlock is his only opponent.

He had to separate Sherlock and An Chunzhi.

Only in this matter, McCoff is unwilling to choose to pay An Chunzhi to stabilize him, and deal with this greedy guy when Sherlock returns.

——Macrof had no idea that his thoughts and choices were influenced by the system somewhere in the dark.

"..."

Mycroft stopped playing with the umbrella, and said in a calm but cold tone, "Mr. An Junzhi, if Sherlock stays, then our deal is over."

"What deal?" An Chunzhi denied in a panic, "No matter what you forge, Sherlock will never leave with you."

"trade?"

Sherlock asked with a cooperative expression of interest.

Mycroft paused, took out his exquisite cowhide notepad from his wallet, clicked on the transaction records on it, and said mercilessly:

"You provide me with all the information about Sherlock, and I will pay you. The last time the money was just credited into your account, Mr. An Chunzhi, don't you intend to deny it? This is not wise."

An Chunzhi showed a shocked and flustered expression cooperatively.

The Winter Soldier, Steve, and Doctor Strange watched with gusto, and the little white cat was carried back into his arms by the Winter Soldier, and he stroked its fur gently and meticulously.

It stands to reason that the play has been able to dismantle McCauf.

There was something weird about Sherlock's pale face, which was trying to hide his excitement.

Now, as long as he casually said: "I know, Mycroft, the money obtained from intelligence has always been divided between me and Boss Ann. Do you think Ann is that kind of person?"

He can laugh at and appreciate Mycroft's embarrassment to his heart's content.

He had obviously been waiting for this for many days.

But Sherlock was inexplicably unable to speak - Mycroft looked at Boss Ann with a serious and cold gaze, obviously aroused for real.

His elder brother has always hidden himself in a hypocritical shell, no matter how big things are, he just smirks and bickers with him, the bigger the less cute.And it's only when the dentist and the hairline are mentioned that McCoff gets as upset as he was when he was a kid.

Sherlock has always ignored his brother's restraint and care, and remained indifferent, but now facing this serious and annoyed look, Sherlock's throat tightened inexplicably, his eyes were miraculous, and he couldn't say those deceptive words.

...Why on earth did he care about Mycroft?

An Chunzhi waited, but still did not wait for Sherlock to answer.He also noticed the strange behavior of Sherlock suddenly staring at Mycroft in a daze.With a thought, An Chunzhi was eager to end the topic and said:

"Do whatever you want, I don't know what you're talking about. Sherlock, your brother has asked you to go back, and I don't care about it—I'll send you this month's salary in a while."

Sherlock replied vaguely, but his expression was still a little lost or strange in a trance.

An Chunzhi felt that something was wrong, he motioned for Steve and Strange to entangle McCoff, and he dragged Sherlock to the back warehouse: "—Sherlock, I have something to tell you."

An Chunzhi was not worried.He knew that with Mycroft's cleverness, he could guess what he was going to tell Sherlock without thinking about it.

This is cleverness and being mistaken by cleverness.

After the warehouse door was closed, An Chunzhi didn't ask any questions, but just looked at Sherlock thoughtfully.

Sherlock stared at the ground for a long time before apologizing in a low and dry voice: "Ann... there may be no way to proceed today."

He pursed his lips tightly, showing a rare distressed expression of frowning.Clearly something was bothering him.

"It's nothing, it's good to make your brother think that I'm using you." An Chunzhi didn't mind the unfinished scene.

Making Mycroft secretly angry all the time has achieved his goal.He just wanted revenge on McCoff for offending him anyway.

"Then you leave with your brother first? We will go to England to find you later." An Chunzhi asked again.

He had a faint sense of the reason for Sherlock's anomaly just now.

Sherlock nodded silently, his air disappeared.He looked like he was struggling to solve a math problem but couldn't solve it, which led to a little aggrieved child.

An Chunzhi thoughtfully called him a word, and said tactfully: "Sherlock, go back and tell your brother not to be so hypocritical. You always scare people you just met like that, even friends who are sincere to you will not dare to approach you."

Seems like all McCaw needs to do is show his true feelings, no?

Sherlock's personality is sometimes like a child's, and the more Mycroft controls him so strictly, the less he likes it.On the contrary, Mycroft was forced to show his real reaction at this moment, and Sherlock was at a loss.

"..." Sherlock nodded blankly, opened the door of the warehouse, and went out with a straight face.

An Chunzhi watched him go out in a daze, and followed those black suits into the car parked outside.During this process, Mycroft's gaze stayed on An Chunzhi all the time, scrutinizing and staring at him coldly.

Seeing the dust settle, until Sherlock got into the car, An Chunzhi and the people in the store didn't make any movement to stop him, so the muscles on Mycroft's face relaxed a little.He showed a smirk again, nodded to An Chunzhi, and prepared to leave.

"—Wait!" An Chunzhi approached him unhurriedly, ready to add some trouble.

Wouldn't it be too cheap for McCoff to just let him go?

"In a few days, we will go to England to find Sherlock. This is what we agreed before. I hope Sherlock will not lose contact suddenly, or change his address."

An Chunzhi said sincerely with a happy expression.

As expected, he became unhappy again when he saw Mycroft's face turn cloudy.When the man stretched his face for a moment, he really looked like Sherlock, he really deserved to be a brother.

"goodbye!"

An Chunzhi cheerfully waved to McCoff, who turned and left without saying a word, and finally laughed out loud after watching the man leave with a sigh of relief.

"Isn't this going to make Mycroft go back and think about it for a long time?"

"But Sherlock left so suddenly, I'm really not used to it." Strange sighed.

"Yeah." Steve agreed.

An Chunzhi turned his head, and saw Strange, Steve, and the Winter Soldier standing in front of the counter together, one took out a sandwich and ate it from nowhere, and the other honestly hugged the Winter Soldier. Futon, there is a cat who is enjoying the purr.

——That's right, the guy who just rubs the cat is the Winter Soldier!Unexpectedly, the superheroes in this store are all cat pies?

The faces of the three standard melon-eaters all showed slight regret, obviously very disappointed that it didn't see this good show.

"Okay, don't get lost." An Chunzhi patted Strange's shoulder comfortingly, "Do you mind trouble?"

"If you don't mind, we'll go see Sherlock when he returns home, and at worst we'll come back to live at night. Wouldn't we be able to see Sherlock anytime?"

The Winter Soldier understood, and smiled sympathetically: "Brother Holmes must have had a headache seeing you when he returned."

"What us? James, aren't you going?" An Chunzhi poked Steve, "Don't you want to catch up with your old childhood friends?"

"I——" Steve was indeed touched, and looked at An Chunzhi with concern and emotion: "Ann, what should you do?"

—Of course he was going to have fun with his younger brother.

An Chunzhi gave a dry cough, and just as he dispelled the idea that Steve would be jealous, the system suddenly spoke in his mind:

"Host! Someone is watching you from the window!"