[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

After the matter was finished, Wei Yang and Sherlock went out together. "You just said you didn't know Irene?" he asked.

"I said I'm not interested in gossip," Sherlock replied quickly.

"Then do you still remember what I said, an unsuccessful whip training?" Wei Yang reminded him.Because that incident didn't cause much harm in the end, it was over, and he didn't specifically explain it.But now Sherlock was apparently going to come to Eileen to get the picture, and that must have required the necessary warning.

Sherlock stopped abruptly.The soles of the shoes rubbed against the polished floor, making a teeth-stinging sound. "That's her? The anesthetic she gave you?"

Wei Yang nodded. "Her injections are in the dressing table, but I'm not sure if there are other places. Also, I suspect that she has a monitor or something. There is more than one escape route, and I saw her go through the window. All in all, you'd better Be very careful."

Sherlock didn't answer the question instead: "You went there once, and you've been awake for less than 5 minutes, so you know..."

"I went there again later." Wei Yang could only bite the bullet and admit.

Sherlock swept him all over, and his voice became sinister: "It's Mycroft again? Only if he goes out, can I not notice any clues."

Wei Yang didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.I always feel that the recent life is very gunpowder, is it his illusion?

Sherlock didn't speak any more, turned his head and strode out.Wei Yang also wanted to leave, but was stopped by a person: "Mr. Wei, please wait a moment, Mr. Holmes has something to ask for you."

The Mr. Holmes the palace guards were talking about was obviously Mycroft.I don't know what's the problem... Wei Yang glanced at Sherlock's back who didn't turn his head, and could only resign himself to his fate and wait for the British government to come out.

5 minute later.

Wei Yang sat in Mycroft's little black car, feeling a bit like sitting on pins and needles.After all, it was not the first time he took this car, but it was the first time he took it with the British government.Forget it before, after knowing that the British government actually has a combat power that is completely invisible from the outside, he feels that staying with this person for a second is more dangerous.In terms of IQ, he is already kneeling, and if he has excellent physical strength, then how can he win?

On the other hand, Mycroft sat with a stable posture and a chic attitude. "What a coincidence, I forgot the materials in the office today, so I can only trouble you to go with me."

What does it mean to forget?I said the British government, you can be more reliable if you tell a lie, right?Can't you just say that you have something to do with me?Wei Yang slandered wildly.

However, his mood was completely extinguished when he saw the so-called information.Not for anything else, because what he is holding in his hand is the file of the original owner.He guessed right, it really was a clue, and it was a big one.

"Know famous cars, but not machinery; know tasting, but not cooking; know art, but not galaxies." Mycroft said, leaning comfortably on the high-backed swivel chair behind the desk, tapping on the table with one hand . "This is a summary of your life in the past twenty years, but the performance in the past year has been completely opposite. Do you have any explanation for this?"

"No." Wei Yang repacked the file bag without any special expression on his face.He would be too arrogant if he didn't expect this day to come.Since Mycroft dared to let him see it, he must have investigated everything. "In contrast, I want to know more, when did you know? It must not be recently, right?"

"Yes."

"To be honest, I'm not worried about this difference." Wei Yang put the portfolio back on the table and crossed his arms. "But what do you want me to do?"

Appreciation flashed in Mycroft's eyes, and he quickly returned to normal. "Indeed, these," he leaned forward, pointing his finger at the brown paper bag, "can't be used as evidence of a crime. I think it can only be used as evidence that Moriarty said you are fickle. But I care It's not this." He fell back on the backrest again, "I care when you will change back again."

Wei Yang was startled.It can also be deduced from this that Mycroft is simply... "So I ask you, what do you want me to do." He said in a deep voice.

Mycroft squinted and smiled. "You're very smart." But he didn't continue, but changed another topic: "Do you think human nature is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Wei Yang continued to look at him with his hands folded, he must not have finished talking.

"Men always die, and hearts always break," Mycroft said, his voice almost a whisper. "Sentimentality is the biological defect of a loser, and love is a dangerous disadvantage. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Then?" Wei Yang stared at him sharply, "Do you think Sherlock should become more human, or more like you?"

Mycroft shrugged helplessly. "It's clear from our differences. I don't know whether to encourage Sherlock to be friends with other people, because I don't know if it's going to be better or worse, and it's either way one."

"Others?" Wei Yang asked him back.

"I think Sherlock may have told you, about our childhood." Mycroft looked even more helpless. "I guess he didn't have a good impression of me, but my childhood was even more boring. Imagine when you find that other people can't understand you, and only your brother can communicate."

Wei Yang twitched his forehead for his regretful tone.Does it mean that everyone else's level is far behind, and only their brothers are at the same level?Why do you owe it so much!This cliff is the genetic trait of the Holmes family, right? "Then what are you going to do with me, the 'other'?" He nearly gritted his teeth.

"While I personally think that being heartless is an advantage, Sherlock seems to use it only as a shield," said Mycroft, with a worried look on his face. "As I said just now, hearts are always broken. But at the same time, I'm not sure whether he needs such experience."

"So, no matter which direction, you just don't want Sherlock to get hurt?" Wei Yang asked him tentatively.

"If possible," Mycroft replied quickly.

Wei Yang was silent for a while.The meaning is already obvious.Either, he breaks Sherlock's hidden heart, so that he will never be afraid of being hurt again; or he stays by his side and protects it for the rest of his life.If he gets the heart and leaves, it will undoubtedly be a tragic version of the previous ending.

"I can't say that's love, but he definitely cares about you." As if guessing what he was thinking, Mycroft's voice sounded again. "I don't need you to give me an answer right now. You can go back and think about it."

"To be honest, do you prefer the former one?" Wei Yang couldn't help asking him.After all, Mycroft was identified as the "Iceman" by Moriarty anyway.But when he asked, he became suspicious. If he really didn't care at all, why would Mycroft take the time to let him make a choice?After all, Mycroft himself hadn't been able to fully follow through.

"If I don't do it, someone else will." Mycroft replied calmly.

Wei Yang stared at him at first, but after a while he thought of the candidate.Moriarty, he said silently in his mind.And the latest plan is Irene—will Irene succeed? "I can only promise that I do my best, but it's not up to me."

"I know that too." Mycroft's expression softened unprecedentedly, "Sherlock has the right to decide."

Wei Yang looked at him for a while, the atmosphere in the office was very silent.Then he asked the last question: "Aren't you afraid that I will speak out?"

The British government laughed. "As far as I know, the hypnotist you met last time was the best in the world. There are so many times of thiopental, but you didn't say a word that was useful."

Wei Yang couldn't hold back anymore, and rolled his eyes.Is it something to be proud of?

After such a delay, Wei Yang would not be able to keep up with Sherlock when he left MI221.And when he waited for the returning Sherlock in [-]B, the latter was in a bad mood, and it could be said that he completely ignored him.

Wei Yang was completely bewildered.When he first went to Irene's house, he went in and came out sideways, not to mention how sad it was; now, even if he didn't get the phone, Sherlock at least came out vertically, right? "It's okay," he tried to comfort the detective who didn't know which fuse was lit, "Even if you don't get the photo this time, there will be another time." He never passed the first round of this mission, saying that Irene didn't have a follow-up move. He really didn't believe it.

Sherlock glared at him.It's not so much that he hates him, it's better to say that he hates himself. "I shouldn't have let her go."

"...What the hell happened?" Wei Yang once again had a bad premonition of lying on the gun.

Sherlock observed his face carefully, and in the end he could only come to the four characters of ignorance, and his mood became even worse. "She has your picture."

Wei Yang thought of ordinary sneak shots at first, but it is absolutely impossible for the detective to be so gloomy with that level of photos.Then he thought of the cell phone photo Mycroft had shown him, and his face turned green.Moriarty might have given Irene his nude photos, and Irene showed Sherlock...

Second Olympic!Can labor and management post nude photos casually?