[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

When McCoff opened the door and saw Olos wearing sexy underwear on the bed, his first reaction was to close the door and leave with a blank expression.

Oulos on the bed stared wide-eyed, staring at the closed door in disbelief, closed her mouth for a long time, put on her clothes and planned to go out to find trouble.

Sitting in front of the poker table, Oulos watched the croupier deal out the cards expressionlessly with a gloomy face.

As soon as she went out, she couldn't find McCoff, and there was no one on the street when she called. When she was in a hurry, a waiter gave her a note, which said that he had returned to the UK, and said that in order not to hit her If she is interested, he will ask his assistant to come and play with her for a few days.

"Await your return."

— Your dear Mycroft

Then she crushed the little note and threw it into the trash can.

Oulos frowned and looked at the cards in her hand, while the assistant sitting next to her was playing with her mobile phone expressionlessly, showing no intention of participating in it at all.

This huge Venetian Casino, with slot machines lined up at the end, and some unknown gambling facilities...exciting

The young croupier raised his black eyes, he glanced at her calmly, and then retracted his gaze. The flow of wealth in the casino has both orderly and disorderly characteristics.To say it is orderly means that the drawing of each card table and each deck of cards is carefully designed.There is basically a fixed number of how many customers are slaughtered and how much blood is bled here in a day, and there is no way to "pull the seedlings to encourage growth" or "kill the chicken to get the eggs".Speaking of disorder, they can't "know" the winner of each deck, day, month, and year.

The girl in front of her looked like a lamb, not like someone who could play. This kind of person was what they wanted to slaughter.

The croupier at the card table shuffled and dealt the cards in a serious manner from beginning to end. He shuffled the cards with four fingers calmly, and shuffled six decks of cards in a short while.

After a few rounds, just as the croupier expected, Oluos lost again and again, but her face was calm and composed, as if she didn't care about the wasted money at all.

After losing all the coins, Olos raised her eyes and looked at Mycroft's assistant, who immediately took out a wad of cash from the bag knowingly and handed it to the waiter at the side to exchange for chips.

Oulos stood in front of a slot machine. He opened his mouth and put the chips brought by the waiter into the slot machine according to his instructions. The screen immediately began to scroll, and rows of bananas and apples on the screen rolled past shaking people. dazzled.

Before she could see clearly, dozens of chips popped out from the machine.

"It's doubled." Olos frowned lightly, and moved to another battle zone. There were 38 red and black squares. The dealer's rake rate was 5.26%. There were 100 losses for every 52.6 rounds of the battle. The chance of losing is 4 times faster than rolling dice, but the profit of winning is relatively considerable.

"I lost." The assistant next to him said something, then looked at Oulos' unattractive expression, lowered his head and continued to play with his phone.

After playing for a long time, they lost a lot of money. Oluos finally spoke to the assistant, "Have you told McCoff about this?"

The assistant shook his head, Olos's eyes met her eyes, and after a while, the assistant nodded.

"Has he returned yet?"

"I'm back."

Oulos stomped angrily, took out the mobile phone in her purse, and immediately made a familiar call. She glanced at the assistant beside her, who kept her distance with a wink, saying that she would not hear what she said.

"Why couldn't I get through to your phone before?" Olos frowned and said to the person on the phone in a bad tone.

"Something happened in England."

"Liar." Olosi's eyes were red, and Mycroft was trying to hide from her...

The other side of the phone was silent for a while, and said: "Oluosi, your physical condition..." Before McCoff could finish speaking, Oluosi choked up on the phone and accused McCoff of not loving her anymore .

"I love you," Mycroft said dryly on the phone.

"Then why don't you have sex with me."

Mycroft said calmly, "Because you are unwell."

Oulos said aggrievedly: "The doctor said it can be done in three months."

"But your physique is abnormal."

There was a snort on the phone.

Watson was sitting on the sofa, playing with Liz with a ball, Mary was making milk, and Sherlock was staring at a pile of data in a daze.

Watson suddenly said with emotion that he hadn't seen Bai Qi for a long time, and wondered if he would see that child again in this life, and then there was a knock on the door. According to the frequency, it should be Mycroft who was on his honeymoon.

Mycroft came in with a blank expression, and his eyes swept across the room indifferently.

"Why are you here?" Sherlock frowned, not intending to greet his brother at all.Mycroft didn't care either. Sitting on the sofa opposite, he leaned back, crossed his legs, and smiled enigmatically, with unknown meaning, "I need you to help me solve a few cases."

The two brothers chatted while playing chess, and Watson and the others tactfully made room for them.

Under the dim light in the room, Sherlock walked to the window and opened the silver-gray curtains. , tilting his head and asked, "Did you quarrel with Oulos?"

"No, we have a good relationship."

"Not like." Sherlock snorted.

Estimated to be around £1 million.

Oulos made a quick calculation in her brain, and carefully frowned.

After a few rounds, the assistant's eyes flickered, and he whispered to Oulos, "What if we all lose."

Oulos looked at the points in her hand, and said indifferently: "Your boss thinks it's okay, why do we think so much?"

She couldn't believe that McCoff wasn't monitoring her.

No one is happy when they lose money!How abnormal this person must be!Does Mycroft want her to experience the comfort of losing money?

The way the rich play is really frightening and frightening to grassroots, they will be exhausted and prematurely aged!The assistant played with the phone silently.

She has seen the money, but has never used it, because it is not her own.It's not my own that I feel distressed.

At the beginning, the assistant still felt pain, but after that, he felt nothing. He completely regarded money as a game. Oluos looked calm from the beginning to the end, but after making a phone call, It seems that the mood seems to be much better.

The croupier looked at the girl and was very curious about her identity. Before they were "drained" or "blood drawn", they were all elated and joyful.Yes, he has seen many gamblers who come here to lose money, ordinary people rarely lose so nonchalantly, even if there are, they are tycoons and the like.

Some people may find it familiar, but they don't recognize it after all... Maybe it's because the make-up on the wedding day is too heavy.

When Oulos and her assistant walked out of the casino at night, she didn't expect that there would be a jet plane to see them off. The other party's reason was that as a big customer of the casino, there would naturally be star service, and no matter when it would make customers feel Home away from home. "

Olos frowned, looked at the plane and asked, "Can the fuel last to the UK?"

The other side nodded.

Let Oulos turn around and ask the assistant: "Can you fly a plane?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then the two of them boarded the plane. Olos said flatly, "It takes at least 15 hours to get to England from here."

Turning to them, he asked for a young driver, "Each drive for five hours."

Then got on the plane, sat in the cockpit, and complained in a low voice: "Should send me an autopilot plane."

Mycroft said with a little embarrassment: "Oluos has often done some - intense behavior recently."

"So you dumped her in Macau?"

McCoff "I sent my assistant."

Sherlock shrugged, "Did you know that Watson once told me that it is not a gentleman's behavior to leave one still in a strange place."

Mycroft repeated through gritted teeth, Sherlock frowned, "Okay."

"..."

Sherlock said coolly: "Based on the intensity you mentioned, it may be the biological needs of women for primitive human desires."

"But it doesn't fit."

Sherlock raised his hands in approval. "But that doesn't mean she'll agree."

"So the purpose of this time, I mainly hope that you will not take Olos in."

Sherlock tilted his head and said, "She lives next door."

Mycroft's voice was deep and thick, and his smile was quite charming. "You can get that stupid goldfish back, as far as I know, she's reduced to painting walls, earning minimum wage, barely making ends meet."

"Mycroft, you're using me."

Instead, Mycroft looked at Sherlock with a strange look, and said with a little disdain: "Don't people use each other?"

Sherlock looked at Mycroft's light eyes for a long time.

Mycroft frowned, and replied unhappily: "Sherlock, come on, don't look at me like that."

"I just didn't expect that after all that stupid love, you still haven't changed your mind at all."

McCoff looked squarely at Sherlock, and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you think I will change?"

"I should have recorded this passage, damn it." Sherlock turned around, and then saw the slightly brighter light in the corner, and smiled mysteriously.

Of course, Mycroft knew what Sherlock wanted to do, and it was nothing more than sending the chat videos just now to Olos (Mycroft's forces have been monitoring 221b, so there will be videos).

But he didn't think it was a big deal, he was very sure that Oulos must be the same as he thought.On the contrary, Sherlock, Mycroft frowned, tut - he has a stupid brother.