[Shen Xia] Son of Great Britain

This matter is very simple but also very complicated.

Leaving aside the part of Favors, the story of this incident is as follows: an official's handle was grasped by a man named Hawke, and the official sent agents to steal the evidence, and then deal with Hawke without any worries. Sir start.After several days of preparation, his agents successfully obtained the evidence, and Hawke, who discovered that the evidence had been stolen, fled abroad in a hurry.

Oh, of course, the day after Miss Agent stole the evidence, the official's evidence of child molestation, embezzlement and bribery, and invasion of public privacy were published by the newspapers, and he was dismissed amid public criticism.This is Favors' handwriting, let's not mention it for now.

The complication of this matter is that——

Where did Hawke get the evidence from?

Favors' house is located in a secluded mid-to-high-end residential complex, not in a prosperous area, and the house price is not too high. Those rich and powerful who hold black liquid gold will not live here.It is more like a residential complex of some artists and writers.

Mr. Hawke is a collector with a small fortune, and he is even burdened with several large debts. Although he is a little clever, he is still an idiot overall.So why does such an ordinary man master such detailed official secrets?

Is Hawke's evidence only on paper?

Obviously impossible.But for Hawke to escape in such a hurry, it is likely that he discovered that his electronic version had "disappeared" without a trace. After all, stealing electronic documents was easier for the official than stealing paper documents .

So why was the official able to hire an agent?

The agent is doing things for the country, but the position of this official does not belong to MI5, MI6 or even GCHQ, and the power in his hands is so great.It was obvious, then, that someone was helping him.Who is helping him?Why help him?Help this scumbag?

Is it a conflict of interest?Return favors?Or another blackmail threat?

There are too many things involved behind one simple thing.

Favors had already understood most of the things after just reading two pages.One is the criminal record of the official, and the other is the itinerary of the official before his fall.

Leng Hui's eyes were thoughtful, but it was not for the simple puzzle in front of him, but for something more long-term.

An hour later, the Diogenes Club ushered in a dignified blond lady who walked through the absolutely quiet tea room to Mycroft's office.

"Mycroft, what happened?" Her expression was full of bewilderment.

"A little thing." The boy's voice that was extremely unfamiliar to her replied, "Sit down first, Mrs. Smallwood, we will chat for a while."

The blond-haired Mrs. Smallwood looked at the person walking out from behind the sofa chair in astonishment, and then became vigilant after being astonished, "Who are you!" She took a few steps back.

It wasn't that she was frightened by a child, but that she, who led some secret events, was very wary of the existence of "abnormalities".

Favors smiled at her, "Introducing you, my esteemed lady, I am Favors Ramirez Holmes. Yes, that is what you think. Shall we sit down and talk now? I hope you I understand, I don't like looking up."

Mrs. Smallwood sat down after a short silence, "Why did Mycroft ask you to come to me?"

"No, no, no," Favors shook his head and handed the two pieces of paper under his palm to her, "I am looking for you."

Mrs. Smallwood looked down at the document full of doubts, and when she scanned the line of the official's name, her pupils shrank slightly.But she still said, "I still don't understand what you mean."

Favors showed a headache expression, "I hate wasting my tongue to explain something you know and I know, but since you don't cooperate, well, let's explain it like goldfish."

"A series of criminal evidence of Rice (the official) was mastered by Hawke. After receiving the blackmail from Hawke, Rice found Mr. Smallwood. Because he also had the handle on Mr. Smallwood, he used This is a threat, hoping to get the help of Mr. Smallwood. And Mr. Smallwood told this to his wife who is in charge of the foreign agent, that is, you who are in charge of the country's foreign secret activities." ①

A blackmailed B, so B threatened C, and C asked his wife D to help B get A.

"Mycroft told you a lot, but you made a mistake. I didn't call those people outside of work. All my actions are recorded. Even McCoff can't slander me like that." She stood up Leave, "It's game over, kid."

"Of course you don't need to give an order, as long as your husband gives out the phone number of a certain foreign agent in your mobile phone." Favors' words stopped her, "It's a trick to hide your ears. In fact, it's more It's ridiculous that you haven't found out who the instigator of all this is."

Mrs. Smallwood turned to look at him. "The perpetrator?"

"The instigator of the scandal about your husband's affair with underage girls is Rice, who has serious pedophilia. He knew that sooner or later, something would happen to his actions, so he drew a lot of attention to you from the very beginning. People like husbands go into the water. People who amazed me, they, a group of idiots who only know how to think with their lower body, all fell into such a clumsy trick."

"She doesn't look like a minor." Mrs. Smallwood defended her husband. "After knowing that she is a minor, they have cut off contact."

"But the letter is still in the hands of others. Once this scandal is exposed, as a former national gymnast, you who have received much media attention will inevitably be implicated by your husband." ②

Mrs. Smallwood sat down again. She looked at Favors, no longer contemptuously at first, but as if she was facing Mycroft.She said in an uncertain tone: "Rice has dismounted."

"That's true, but unfortunately Ma'am, we didn't find anyone else's evidence from Rice." Favors gave the rest of Rice's information to the past, including the search records and the actual situation they learned. Not consistent.

The evidence that was fatal to some British government officials disappeared, did he transfer it?Or did you give it to someone else?

Mrs. Smallwood understood the seriousness of the matter. Maybe the Mycroft family would not do anything with the evidence, but if it fell into the hands of other people, then the matter would be serious.

"I'll go and interrogate him," said Mrs Smallwood.

"No, there is no need for that anymore. If he was still holding those things, after the news broke and before he was investigated, he would have sent you people a message to fish him out."

Mrs Smallwood followed his train of thought, "You mean..."

"Yes, his evidence 'disappeared' and someone took that stuff."

"Was it the man who reported him?" asked Mrs Smallwood.

That's what got Favors offended. "You should think in other directions. Do you know CAM?"

"That media tycoon, Charles Augustus Magnuson?" Mrs. Smallwood frowned. "He took those things before the police? But why did he know that Rice had the evidence? Lai These are not among the crimes that have been announced."

"Think about Hawke, how can a collector in debt get evidence from officials who have nothing to do with him?" After finishing speaking, Favors had exhausted his patience, and before Mrs. Smallwood could make a guess, he went on He explained in a tone, "Through Rice's past series of actions, Magnussen found that Rice had the handle of some government officials, and that idiot was too easy to see through.

Magnussen wanted those things, so he sold Rice's evidence to a desperate Hawke, who was in debt, to lure Rice out of the hole.As soon as Rice acted, the hiding place of his evidence was exposed, which was equivalent to being presented directly to Magnussen. "

When Favors disclosed Rice's criminal evidence to the media, he didn't care about the relationship behind the media. After all, his mother had passed away. Even if Magnussen noticed it, it didn't matter to him.But now that he has a new family and a new "repression point (weakness)", he must pay attention to this insidious poisonous snake that always likes to bite people in the back.

"What can I do for you, Favors?"

She obediently obeyed the Mycroft child—no, she obeyed the instructions of a Holmes.

Mrs. Smallwood had already fully understood what Favors meant.Whether it was for Rice or Magnussen, relying on the helpers left behind by Mycroft, Favors could easily solve the problem without calling her.And the reason why he is looking for her now is because he doesn't want to rely on McCoff's influence, and he doesn't want Magnussen to fall into the hands of MI6.

An ambitious Sherlock Holmes.

"Help me make an appointment for afternoon tea, I think you can do it, right?" Favors' tone was completely different from the beginning.

"Yes." Mrs Smallwood agreed.

Although she has no intention of being loyal to anyone, if she can hold Magnussen, a guy who knows countless criminal evidence of officials, in her own hands, not only can she keep herself and her husband, but also gain a hole card.

"Happy cooperation." Favors stretched out his hand towards her.

"Pleasant to work with."

Afternoon tea time was in Magnussen's office the next afternoon.

Magnussen, who was shaking his wine glass, looked up at the person coming down, pretending to be surprised, and sighed, "Oh, my God, a child?! Could it be that the most powerful McCaw in this country is actually a child?"

"Faivors Holmes." Favors looked at his exaggeration and affectation with cold eyes.

"Favors—yes, Favors." He said Favors' name, "I like Ms. Roseanne Ramirez's book, I can recite it verbatim—'so Lovely sunshine! Could this be Mr. Penguin's Christmas present for her?'③"

He smiled disgustingly. "What a lovely little Sun God. Oh, I almost overlooked this lady. My apologies to you, Mrs. Elizabeth Smallwood." He poured his half-drunk glass into forward, only to get a disgusted look from Mrs Smallwood.

Magnuson didn't care either, he beckoned, and the tables and chairs for the afternoon tea, as well as snacks and tea, were arranged immediately. He also got up from the sofa, straightened his suit, and opened the door for Mrs. seat.

As soon as the three of them were seated, Magnussen pushed the snacks in the basket in front of Favors, "Come and try your favorite black tea, cranberry scone." After speaking, he poured a glass of Daji for Mrs. Smallwood Ridge black tea.

He even knows their personal preferences clearly, and he seems to know everything.

"you--"

Mrs. Smallwood was about to speak, but Magnussen stopped her with a raised finger.

"Shh-"

"Let me guess what you came here to find." Magnussen crossed his wrists on the edge of the dining table, "At this time, my home may have been burglarized, and it was an agent hired by Rice to steal those Evidence. The Secret Service caught this agent who came out of my house, but found that he brought out many state secrets, so he applied for a search to his superiors."

"Nice idea." Favors glanced at his phone, "Maybe your phone can tell you more."

Magnussen's mobile phone was blinking with notification lights, but he just looked at Favors quietly.

[Favors Ramirez Holmes

Genius children

Son of bestselling author Roseanne Ramirez (view) and government official Mycroft Holmes (view)

Adopted son of Scotland Yard Inspector Greg Lestrade (view)

Financial Status: Wealthy (Inheritance)

Status: important person (view)

Point of Repression: Late Mother's Honor, Greg Lestrade]

Magnussen smiled. For him who controls the media, it is really easy to destroy a person's reputation.And Favors is also McCoff's suppression point, which means that he can easily suppress McCoff.

He seemed to have more kindness in Favors' eyes, and a more tolerant attitude, as if he was facing his own wayward child.

"Lovely Favors, would you like to tell me the purpose of your visit?"

"Hmm..." Favors swallowed Scone, "Work for the government//government?"

He was still eating leisurely, and Mrs. Smallwood beside him had secretly reminded him several times.

Magnussen laughed loudly, "Innocent child, you should learn more from your father."

Favors wiped the corner of his mouth, "I heard that you can know everyone's suppression point, so you can easily blackmail and threaten everyone to achieve your goals."

"I just have a better memory." Magnussen pointed to his head and said with great satisfaction.

"Then you should have remembered what you got from Rice."

"It's all in Appledore, my most trusted fortress." Magnussen was still extremely confident.

Favors looked up at him, too, as he had just looked at him at Magnussen.

"You are very confident, confident that even if you have the handles of countless politicians, no one can move you."

"Yep." He made an elegant gesture, allowing Favors to examine him.

"You trust your Arpodo 100% that it won't be broken into or stolen."

"Yes."

"You don't trust your private secretary, you control everyone, you blackmail dignitaries to get your way, and you enjoy the sense of dominance that puts the country under your feet."

"Oh~" Magnussen exclaimed, "You still like psychology?"

"You don't trust electronics."

Magnussen nodded. "We all know how unreliable that is."

"Did you see my pressure point?" Favors asked suddenly.

"Rosanne's reputation. What a dutiful child." Magnussen replied truthfully.

Favors suddenly laughed, "Because you control public opinion, do you think you can easily suppress me and control my father through me?"

"You're far more innocent than your father, son," Magnussen said earnestly.

"Then why don't you think I've found your suppression point?" Favors met his gaze.

Magnussen paused for two seconds, then suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Have you found out? You are indeed smarter than many people."

"You've been showing off this, haven't you?" Favors said slowly, "You don't trust anyone, you don't trust electronic equipment, but you have full trust in Arpodo. But you haven't paid attention to the mobile phone messages, You are very indifferent to the possible break-in of your home (Arpodol Vault).

What a contradiction!You trust Arpudo exactly as you trust your own memory, but you are indifferent to your own home, as if you already knew that even if they broke in, it would be impossible to take away the evidence. "

"There is no evidence at all." Favors and Magnussen said in unison.

Compared with the meaning of this sentence, Mrs. Smallwood was more wary of Magnussen's attitude at this time.

Favors had already anticipated Magnussen's attitude, "The real 'Apodo' is your memory palace (thinking palace)."

Magnussen continued to clap his hands, "Excellent, you are indeed a Sherlock Holmes, but if you think this is my suppression point, you are wrong."

He stood up, opened his arms, and said proudly: "I am a journalist, I don't need evidence, as long as it is printed in the newspaper."

"Aren't you worried about killing yourself?" Mrs. Smallwood couldn't understand, "No worries, no one will show mercy."

Magnussen grinned, "There is no impenetrable wall in this world, and I know every hole in the wall, and I can get the evidence at any time. Of course, someone wants me to die, as long as I live them I can't sleep at night, but there are people who want me alive because they want my memory, don't you think I'm right, Holmes."

He saw very clearly that he could humiliate those dignitaries at will, because there were always others who needed him.

He is unscrupulous, and those secrets are his spear and his shield.

"You're right." Favors remained calm, "We need your memory."

Magnussen laughed even more wildly.

"You are right in saying another thing. There is no impenetrable wall in this world. If you can find it, I can naturally too." Favors stood up, "My invitation is always valid, thank you for your hospitality."

Mrs. Smallwood got up to leave after him. Before she left, she glanced back. Magnuson still maintained this smug look.

After getting into the car, she frowned and asked, "I don't think he will agree."

"There are always things that will make him succumb. The political world will keep him out of various considerations, but the business world is different." Favors looked at Magnussen's company sign, "They are not a group, everyone does their own thing. camp, their interests are in conflict, it is better to avoid future troubles than to take the risk to save him. Without worries, those wolves who have been suppressed for a long time can do anything."

Mrs. Smallwood understood. "I'll have someone ready for him."

Just a few days later, the newspaper under his banner published the news that "the liar of the century, Magnussen, is blackmailing and interfering in multinational politics", causing numerous disturbances.His subordinates can also be regarded as having learned the essence of him-there is no evidence, but the truth.

When countries were planning to prosecute Magnussen, there was news that Magnussen died because of his enemies. This statement is reasonable.

- well done.

-MH