[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

Afflicted heart feed son doubt and fusion. It will make you question your path, your tacticals. When you stare head and darkness is all you see. Only reason a termination pull you back from the abyss.

A conflicted mind full of questions and confusion can make you doubt the ideal path, strategy and motivation you have chosen.When you look up and see nothing but darkness, only reason and determination can pull you out of the abyss.

As the seat of the British Parliament, the Palace of Westminster on the banks of the Thames has 1100 independent rooms.

Vespa walked past the clock tower in the northeast corner of the palace. The clock room at the top of the clock tower is a huge rectangular four-sided clock, which has now become the most famous landmark in London-Big Ben.

The place she is going to today is located in the old palace courtyard. After the two fires in 1834 and 1941, most of the original buildings were burned down. It is a model, and Mycroft Holmes of the Three Caves of the Rabbit has an office in this long and magnificent palace.

Vespa walked in the Palace of Westminster, which is famous for its collection of a large number of murals, paintings, sculptures and other works of art, known as the "behind-the-scenes art museum", but had no time to appreciate these high-quality furnishings, because she I can't wait to meet the Lord Sherlock Holmes who is called the British government in human form.

The office of Mycroft Holmes is located on one side of a gorgeous courtyard. Through the window lattices that fully reflect the palace style, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the courtyard at any time. As for the magnificence of this office, it also fully demonstrates the power of the British government. status.

Vespa raised his eyebrows. He heard that Mr. Holmes's other office in Buckingham Palace is notoriously small, and he is really good at putting on airs under the Queen's nose.

Holmes' assistant, Anthea, smiled decently at Vespa, and then received a message from the British government on his BlackBerry - "Let Vespa Lind come in."

"Come in, Miss Linde." Anthea opened the door for Vespal, but she didn't intend to enter. As a woman with a sixth sense, she suspected that the boss had an affair with the finance officer.

Vespa thanked her with a smile, and walked into the luxuriously decorated office.

The British government is sitting behind a desk with piles of documents waiting for him to deal with. Mycroft is still wearing an elegant three-piece suit that seems to grow on his body, like the perfect representative of a British gentleman. He holds a Holding a pen to write instructions on the document, he raised his head and glanced at Vesper who was approaching, "You seem to come to me to ask questions, Miss Linde."

Vespa put his hands on his desk, "Master Holmes, MI[-]'s highest level of security protection, refers to being entered by a criminal leader and pointed at his head with a long-range sniper rifle by several top assassins in the world?"

Mycroft Holmes closed the document in his hand, resting his hands on his chin, with a reserved, elegant and false smile on his lips, "The agents of those two squads have been resent to special training. From now on, your security protection The measures are equivalent to those of the Prime Minister."

His voice was flat, as if he was just talking about what he had for breakfast.

"But I almost lost my life last night." Vespa raised his eyebrows.

Holmes scanned her face for a week without showing any trace, "Miss Linde, so in order to survive, you made a sex deal with criminals?"

Vespa somehow had the illusion of being raped. She was silent for a second, "It's just a hug. Fortunately, he had some small problems in Iran to solve last night."

"It seems that you have gained Moriarty's trust," he said without the slightest expression on his face, "Saving a life from the hands of the criminal Napoleon is an impossible task in itself. .”

Vespa sat down on the chair opposite him, smiling with a certain pride and ease, "I'm very good at dealing with these traditional villains, almost handy."

Mycroft Holmes looked a little cold, "What's the result?"

"He mentioned the code last night," Vesper said, crossing his legs gracefully, "but I couldn't get a single word of it."

The British government took out a document from the complicated desk to process, "That is a computer program that is enough to travel unimpeded in the world. If it really exists, Moriarty will not disclose it to anyone, but Vespa, the secret must be Hidden in seemingly insignificant or odd details."

"One more thing - Scotland Yard has his insiders," Vespa added.

Holmes didn't look surprised at all, "Those people are all under the monitoring range of MI[-] and won't cause any impact."

"Fortunately, that's the case." Vespa smiled a little relaxedly, showing a bit of a pretty feeling, "otherwise I would really be worried about the safety of London."

Scotland Yard being infiltrated with criminals sounds extra insecure.

Mycroft looked at her and pondered for a while, and then said, "It's not uncommon for double agents to defect because they are infatuated with criminals. Once MI[-] finds out that you have such signs, they will immediately send you to South America."

"I thought you could analyze what I was thinking in a few seconds with those wonderful basic deduction methods." Vespa didn't show much concern about his threat.

Holmes's pen paused, and he looked at her again, "You are very good at disguising, and you will even deliberately throw out some reactions that make me draw wrong conclusions, and this combined with your life experience, it seems very abnormal."

Vespa shrugged, "Maybe it's just that you are getting older and your reasoning ability and level have declined?"

"I'm under forty, Miss Linde." The British government looked at her expressionlessly.

Vespa replied sincerely, "People usually start to decline in physical fitness at the age of 28."

Mycroft Holmes glanced at her and said softly, "You will go through that period too, Miss Vesper Lynd."

The brunette shrugged nonchalantly, "Maybe I won't live to be 28."

McCoff put the document in his hand aside and looked at her with unprecedented seriousness, "Until you have not endangered the safety of the Commonwealth, MI[-] will not ignore the safety of an innocent person's life. Or you can If you choose to withdraw from this operation now, the vaporization order is still your second choice."

His voice was rich and deep, like some kind of affirmative promise of power.

Vespa seemed to hesitate for a second, and put his arms on his office, looking at him intently, "Look at my face, Mr. Holmes—"

Mycroft looked serious, and heard the naughty voice of the brunette girl, "Don't you think it's a waste to have plastic surgery on this face and make a facelift?"

The British government raised the corners of its lips slightly, and said in a voice with a touch of joy that he hadn't noticed, "You are such an arrogant girl, Vesper."

Vespa raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You won't believe it anyway, maybe I have Veela blood in my previous life, and a smile can make a man lose his mind."

"Elves from Croatian folk tales?" Mycroft put his finger on his chin, "but they're usually blonde or silver."

Vespa pushed the hair from one side of her cheek behind her ear. "I was born with blond hair, but I dyed it black from the age of 14 to make it look darker."

The British government glanced at her for a week, pondered for a second, and the elegant public school standard sounded, "The right choice."

The red lips and black hair bring her charm value to the sky, and she has almost become synonymous with sexy stunner. That kind of mystery with a touch of treachery, and her noble temperament, always make people want to explore her pair of green eyes. hidden secrets.

Vespa suddenly leaned forward and got closer. She looked directly at the most powerful spy leader in the Commonwealth, and her smile seemed to contain all the amorous feelings in the world, "Moriarty called you The Iceman , I think you are tough and indifferent on the outside, but you still have warmth on the inside."

Mycroft Holmes lightly tapped his fingers on his knees, and remained silent for a while, expressionless, "Stop your thoughts, I don't need anyone, love is useless."

"Because you think I'm stupid?" Vesper looked at him with a smile, "I'm a stupid goldfish in your eyes?"

The corner of the British government's mouth slowly curled into a fake perfect smile, "Maybe it's not as stupid as a goldfish."

"But still stupid?" Vespa pursed his lips and looked at him intently.

Holmes looked at her calmly, "It has surpassed everyone in this palace."

He added after a second, "But an office romance usually affects work, which is a bad option."

"That's true," Vespa agreed, "but have you noticed one thing?"

She smiled slyly, "Since I entered this office, you have only processed two documents, one of which was mixed into the unprocessed files, when I joked that I would not live to be 28 years old."

Mycroft Holmes looked at her, his voice became cold, "It's time for you to return to your desk and deal with the extremely difficult financial matters these days."

His tone was indifferent, but there seemed to be no room for maneuver.

What surprised Holmes a little was that Vespa accepted his dismissal order very easily, as if it was not the girl who seduced him a few seconds ago.

The ease and indifference in her eyes made the British government suddenly want to light a low-tar cigarette to suppress some inexplicable emotions.

Before leaving this office, Vespa suddenly took out a Russian cigarette from his coat and put it on his desk, then looked at him meaningfully, "Master Holmes, usually a man thinks of smoking when he has something on his mind."