Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Sharon Carter got the information she wanted and went happily.As for how valuable this emotion can be, and what actions SHIELD will take, it is unknown.At least Dotty, who has become the biggest loser, has no intention of exploring these things.

The money and efforts were spent, but not only did it not achieve the expected goal, it had the opposite effect. The relationship between Captain America and Peggy Carter was stronger than before. Thinking of this, Dotty almost burst into tears.

"Well, the women of the Carter family are born to control themselves." Dotty sighed again and then sat slumped on the rooftop. She had decided not to go down tonight, otherwise she would watch Captain America and Peggy Carter from the side. Even if I hide in my room and have a candlelight dog food dinner, I might have to endure the loud noises they make in the middle of the night. This is simply torture.

It’s better to live on the rooftop. Aren’t singles supposed to live on the rooftop?

"Mr. Sherlock." While Doty was feeling sad and frustrated, Evanson, who was carpooling back, was almost home, so there was one thing he couldn't help but "Have you seen enough?"

Ever since Evanson got in the car, this man named Sherlock has been staring at him from the rearview mirror, all the way, which makes him very smart, especially this man's English, which has a strong British accent. , which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Call me Holmes." Sherlock curled his lips and touched his stubble-covered chin, correcting Evanson's name for himself, but he did not take his eyes away from the rearview mirror.

"Holmes" Evanson looked back a little strangely, but it was just a look back. After all, in the world he lives in now, there are so many weird things. Now it's just a name. What's the fuss about? of.

Moreover, now Evanson is more or less relieved, because Holmes is a surname, and the other party asked him to call him by his surname instead of his first name. This is a sign of alienation and proves that he is not that full of energy. Thoughts with British characteristics.

"Then Mr. Holmes, why did you stare at me for so long?" After calming down, Evanson adjusted his sitting posture and spoke again, with a hint of boredom in his tone. "Don't you know it's rude to do this?"

"I'm sorry for my rudeness." Holmes replied quickly, but there was no apology at all on his stinky face. "The owner of Richter's Treasures is you, Mr. Richter." "

"We know each other" Evanson asked with some confusion.

"No, this is the first time we have met." Holmes simply denied it, but he continued, "But when you first got in the car, you reported the address you were going to, and I happen to know who the owner of that store is. A Germanic with a relatively pure bloodline.”

"Hmm," Evanson looked up and wiped his hair in the rearview mirror. "It's best to add that he's already so handsome."

As soon as these words came out, even Watson, who had been sitting in the back seat without speaking, covered his face and shook his head uncontrollably, while Holmes also rarely rolled his eyes, "Look, this is very strange."

"That's right." Evanson continued to look in the rearview mirror and echoed, "Sometimes I wonder why I am so handsome."

"Oh, buy it." In the end, Watson couldn't bear it anymore. Don't you feel embarrassed when you are so self-proclaimed, even if you are telling the truth?

"Holmes is a restless person and sometimes often does some strange investigations. For example, he would ask me to collect the business conditions of shops on a street and analyze prospects, saying that this can improve my observation and reasoning skills. And Your store happens to be on my investigation list."

"So" Someone actually secretly investigated my store. Evanson now really wants to hear what they found out.

"Every time I put your store on the list of people on the verge of bankruptcy, your store never fell out of the top three." Maybe because he said these things in front of the store owner, Watson seemed a little embarrassed. "Every year I When submitting the list

Every time, I will point to you and say the name of your shop.”

"This store is almost finished." Just when Watson was thinking about how to express the reality tactfully, Holmes said directly.

"Nonsense, that's not what I said." Watson's eyes immediately stared.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Holmes nodded and said, "Actually, what she said was that this shabby store must be finished."

"Yeah" Evanson lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. He really didn't know what to say. The idea of ​​taking jujube pills in this store has been spread for a long time.

"That's probably what I said." Watson cast a complaining look at his partner, "But I will say it again at the end of the year."

"It's unreasonable for this shabby store to survive for another year," Holmes said sincerely.

"Okay." Evanson wasn't too angry. Anyway, he was used to your comments. "Mr. Holmes, what do you want to say?"

"If Watson's inference is correct, the business situation of your store should be very unsatisfactory." Holmes twitched his nose and continued, "But you are now wearing a custom-made Prada pure wool handmade suit. This kind of suit is probably With your store’s annual turnover, you can’t afford it, and you smoke purely handmade cigars imported from Cuba, so one cigar may be your monthly income.”

"And" Holmes narrowed his eyes and continued, "cigars are different from ordinary cigarettes. People who don't smoke them often can easily choke, but your action of smoking a cigar is very natural."

"Maybe," Evanson replied noncommittally.I'm kidding. Don't you know that when I smoke, I always turn on the magic breath? I don't want to become the kind of person who is obviously not afraid of ghosts and ghosts because of his abilities, but in the end he is dying from lung cancer. .

"So I wonder," said Holmes with a very curious air, "how you afford your consumption."

"It's a mystery store." Evanson threw the cigar stub out of the car window. "Some people seem to be powerful and omnipotent, but there are always things in the world that make them find it difficult to handle, so they have to ask the mysterious people for help." However, after all, they are decent people, and there are big secrets involved, so they are not easy to come to me in a big way, and they think paying cash is too cliché, so sometimes they will take something that is not very Tacky stuff to pay off.”

"What do you think of this answer, Mr. Holmes?" Evanson looked at Holmes in the rearview mirror and replied, but before the other party could answer, he said to the driver, "I can just park on the side of the road when I get there."

When the car stopped, Evanson opened the door and got out of the car. He said to the two people inside through the rear window, "Thanks for the carpool. See you again when we have the opportunity."

The car continued to drive, and after turning around to pick up the foot, Holmes, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly said to his partner next to him, "Watson, have you noticed anything?"

"A very suspicious person." Watson frowned and said, "The sales volume of his store is simply terrible. If he only relied on that to live, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to pay the water and electricity bills, let alone maintain the store. It's been such a long time, and I don't know what kind of rich man gets cigars and suits as reward. He looked very natural in those clothes, not at all like the kind of nouveau riche who suddenly became rich. , so I think he should have other income channels, or" Watson narrowed her eyes. She was obviously more inclined to the point of view she was about to say. "This store and his current identity are just a disguise. , used to hide his true identity, possibly a gang leader or a big smuggler."

"A very reasonable reasoning." Holmes tilted his head from side to side and said with some embarrassment, "But that's not what I'm asking you about."

"What is that?" Watson asked in confusion.

"The guy told us it was a shared ride when he got on the bus, but did he pay the fare when he left?"

""Watson, it seems not.