[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

The next day, England.

Sherlock rarely took the initiative to find McCoff.

Outside the door, Sherlock, who was struggling to control his expression, pushed the door and entered.

McCoff continued to correct the document without looking up: "Put things down, people can go."

In the past, Sherlock, who wished to leave early, sat across the desk uncharacteristically: "How can it be done, Christine reminded me to tell you how to use it in detail."

McCoff put away the documents, crossed his hands, and leaned back in the chair: "Wendy won't give me weight-loss potions, I still have some leftovers for teeth and hair growth, SO..."

"Very self-aware judgment, nuanced." Sherlock looked at someone's hairline that moved back meaningfully, "Since the heroic rescue in New York made Miss Researcher aware of the hairline of British men The problem is that ordinary hair restorer can’t save it. However, Ms. Wood, who was hit hard, decided to try her best to save it, so as not to make the situation worse. It is specially designed for British men-anti-hair loss spray”

The several uppercase bronzing English words on the beautifully packaged gift box are so eye-catching.

A cold light flashed in Mycroft's eyes: "A small question, have you combed your hair up?"

"No, God bless the queen, the queen will bless my hair." Sherlock retorted furiously.

Mycroft smiled slightly: "A matter of time." He continued calmly: "The queen is old and can only protect her own hair, not even her descendants, let alone..."

Sherlock: To be honest, he really hasn't paid attention to his hairline. The problem inherited from genes cannot be solved by potions. Specific examples include this serious and serious resident of the magic world, and that superficial goldfish. —Malfoy.

It's extremely scary, he doesn't want to be bald like McCoff, or there will be one less reason to hate him in the future.

Mycroft smiled deeply while holding the gift box.

#fight with him, ha#

Back at 221B, Sherlock sat quietly on the sofa with his hands clasped together, and Watson asked strangely, "There seems to be no case lately?"

"Don'tspeak, I'm thinking."

After a while, Sherlock glanced at the doctor who was updating his blog, and gently closed the door.

Protecting the headquarters outside the umbrella, Christine looked at Mr. Rumlow outside the office who was sticking to his post and staring at him with a satisfied smile.

"Sherlock Holmes is calling, do you answer?"

"Come in."

"Safe."

Christine originally thought that Sherlock wanted to share Mycroft's embarrassment with her, but she didn't expect that Mr. Holmes would ask her for more anti-hair loss spray.

Sherlock's tone was a bit strange: "John... well, he's been under a lot of pressure recently."

"Oh, I've lost my hair, it's very serious, do I need a hair restorer?" Christine suggested casually, "Although it doesn't work for Mycroft, the medicine varies from person to person."

"No need."

"Okay, owl or courier?"

"It will be all right."

"Okay, remember to sign for it tomorrow."

"Understood, byebye."

"Bye."

Christine who hung up the phone was still wondering if Sherlock is really a fellow, when will the wayward little prince beg for favors for others.She hasn't thought about Sherlock himself yet. After all, the curly hair is still very thick now. It can only be said that the queen doesn't understand the pain in the heart of British men!

Jack outside the door glanced at Rumlow contemptuously, and walked into the door of the goddess' office arrogantly.

Rumlow: How angry.

"President, it has been a week since Sokovia. We have acquired 1% of the shares of Stark Industries. One is in negotiation, and two directors are waiting to see. We will try our best to fight for it."

"Speed ​​up, don't have to worry about Jarvis, he is no longer a concern. The media should work hard, have the families of the victims be contacted? Let the brotherhood secretly send them to Stark."

"Yes, President, I don't know how much we want to acquire." Jack hesitated to pay attention.

"Minimum 51%." Christine turned the office chair and stood up, writing lightly.

"51%... Uh, ha, the president really likes to joke, ha..." Jack was a little incoherent, and it was obvious that he was going to annex Stark Industries.

"Jack, Tony Stark is not a god, he also has weaknesses, and aren't we attacking in this direction?"

"But the Avengers will definitely not sit idly by."

"Jack, you have to remember that you are the general manager of Umbrella, a person selected by Time magazine to influence the world, and you can even speak to the leaders of a country on an equal footing. Besides, we are a legitimate acquisition If they haven’t stolen or robbed, they won’t break the law, and they can still fight.” Christine analyzed him slowly, “As for the Avengers, they are no longer the core of the problem, if they are still so unorganized and undisciplined Entering and leaving countries to cause chaos is tantamount to playing with fire. When there is no dispute outside, other countries will not tolerate them for too long. No matter how capable soldiers are, they will always be soldiers. Generals are worthy of attention."

"By the way, how is the company doing recently?"

"Very good!" When this topic was brought up, Jack immediately became energetic, "Since it was announced in October that you...Researcher Wood won the Nobel, the company's stock has been going up all the way. After the video of the award ceremony was broadcast the day before yesterday, the stock has risen a lot Well, the Human Resources Department has already received many calls from job seekers, and there are many old seniors who are highly respected. After all, there are not many companies that spend as much money on scientific research as ours, and the public opinion is also well received, but those so-called experts have been severely beaten. Face. However, in the past few days, many reporters have gathered downstairs in the headquarters to interview the beautiful researcher, and the TV station has also frequently sent invitations, you..."

"Researcher Wood is in retreat assisting her teacher in researching new drugs, isn't she?"

"Okay, of course."

"Okay, go get busy. Wait... Jack! Think about the previous confrontations with the Avengers, you have always done a good job, keep it up." Christine put in his pockets to motivate the employees who have been working hard recently.

"Yes, President, I promise to complete the task." Hearing the praise, the brainless fan Jack cheered up.

The beaming Jack came out and passed Rumlow who was leaning against the door, not even bothering to give him an expression.

Rumlow ╰(‵□′)╯: Damn you boy, I really thought I could be in the top position, dreaming!

He squeezed in before the door could close completely.

"Honey, we need to talk."

Christine changed his expression in an instant: "What are you talking about, how did you draw your sword at me, my dear, or how to avenge your goddess?"

"Wendy, you know it."

"So what, I'm a woman, and I have the right to be willful, dissatisfied?" Christine pulled his bearded face that had recovered from six to seven cents and said confidently, "Hold on."

Rumlow stretched out his arms and hugged Christine: "Wendy, my patience is limited. You can lose your temper with me, or break up with me, but! You don't want to find another man."

Christine said bluntly: "So what if I find it!"

"I'll kill that adulterer."

"It's over? What about me?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Christine (convex-.-convex): Take off your pants, show me this, Bai has such a fierce face.

Thinking about what she did to Rumlow, Christine suddenly felt guilty for a moment, but after a moment, she calmed down. After all, she is the most poisonous woman, and she is setting a good example for the majority of women. Why don't the marketing department take this To test the waters of drug promotion, Christine thought badly.

If men can't control their lower body, let them do it.

#The majority of male compatriots: how much hatred and hatred#

Rumlow, who put the harsh words in half, hugged her and sat on the sofa to talk about business: "Who are those people?"

Christine, who concealed her identity, felt guilty again, and looked at Rumlow suspiciously. This was intentional, and it was purely natural and pollution-free.

"Like me, we are all wizards. The kind who live in dark rooms, wear black robes, hold human-shaped grass, thick snake skin as big as a bucket, and sticky snot in a tin bucket The worm, the old witch who was guarding the cauldron gloomyly." Christine thought of the scene when she saw Snape for the first time in the cellar, and described it vividly.

Suddenly thought of something and seemed to stop, stared at Rumlow with those clear eyes, and said deeply: "You know, I am actually 260 years old, do you know how I can stay young forever? Every 30 years In this year, I will find a man with strong yang energy to pick up yang and nourish yin. You are the 9th man I have found. In 10 years, you will be sucked into a mummy by me. Aww~~~ Are you afraid? ?”

"Sweetheart, you are so cute." Rumlow kissed her, and lay down cooperatively: "Come on, peony flowers are dead, and even being a ghost is flirtatious. While I still have yang energy, I will gather a few more times."

Christine spat at him: "Shameless, hurry back to stand guard, dereliction of duty, be careful, I will fire you."

"Of order, Your Highness." Rumlow, who had achieved her goal, gave her a sip and backed out.

Christine didn't realize that her face was already full of smiles and her eyes were full of spring.

Back at the desk, he picked up a stack of black-covered materials in his hand, and read them with a sinking heart.

"The Red Queen, take over the Winter Soldier."

"Yes."

"Winter Soldier, this is your mission, do it in secret."

"The red queen, pick up the special forces."

"Yes."

"The vacation is over, and the Red Queen will give you a list of tasks, so do it carefully."

"Queen Red, switch to the server, pick up Moriarty, no video."

"Yes."

Christine with a voice changer: "It's impossible for the virus to give you, but... Hold on to Holmes, and you'll get what you want."

An hour later, Christine rubbed her sore neck and stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the most prosperous city in the world, the vehicles coming and going.Gently tap your finger on the glass, and it's you.

The author has something to say: It suddenly occurred to me that this article can be understood in this way, the heroine of Sherlock Holmes VS Avengers = = brain VS force, just kidding, Tony is very smart, I think he is the only person in Avengers who is more sober.

Some readers said that they couldn’t read Chapter 23. I canceled my account and tried it a few times, and my classmates’ mobile phones are also fine, so? ?

Yesterday's answer was anti-falling. Today's routine question, is the female lead making a big move?

If your suggestion is better than my follow-up, if you agree, I can change it, after all, the more exciting the story, the better