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Baker Street, outside of 221B.

Mycroft stood outside the door and didn't go in.He looked at the closed door and sighed softly.

A person on the side came over: "Sherlock, that girl Annie and I left half an hour ago."

Mycroft stood there quietly, with the usual calm expression on his face.If you don't observe carefully, it is even difficult to see the thin lines at the corners of his eyes, and two or three lightly frowning lines on his forehead.

The night was dark, and the moonlight fell on Mycroft's face.Under his eyes, there was a slight dark color indistinctly.

"Let's go," he said.

While sitting in the car, Mycroft looked back at the familiar door.

221B.

There are many things that Mycroft never wants to deliver to Xiali.Including Moriarty this time, even when the threatening letter appeared on his desk, McCoff's first reaction was to keep it a secret for the time being.

In fact, Mycroft barely got any rest during the week.

He wished he could see this so-called Mr. Professor clearly one day earlier.For such a dangerous person, Mycroft knew his danger.The people behind him also know it.

"If Sherlock Holmes can't handle Moriarty well, Mycroft... you can no longer organize our plans."

Mycroft closed his eyes to hide the boredom in his eyes.

Half a month ago, in Mycroft's office.

"Sherlock Holmes is now the object of Moriarty's attention. This is something we can take advantage of." The man sat upright and said.

Mycroft frowned and said nothing.

Several other people obviously have similar ideas.

Their faces were all very serious, and it was obvious that Moriarty's ability was developing little by little under their noses.Even the degree to which it is difficult to start now makes them feel as if they have eaten flies.

"Give me some time." Mycroft said, "If Sherlock can't finish it, I'm willing to cooperate with the plan."

……

Motul Racecourse, although the sky is full of night, the ground is completely different.

"You said, we're still standing here so late." A man couldn't help yawning and complained, "There's no one here, so we're just wasting our time!"

Several men stood together, the yawn miraculously added a lot of contagion.

The few people who were not sleepy at first yawned one after another.For a while, they were all sleepy.

"It's all your fault, Ben!" said one angrily, "I wasn't sleepy!"

Ben rubbed his red eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Come on, I saw you squinting against a tree just now! Don't lie to me!"

As soon as he said this, the man became a little dissatisfied.He pushed Ben with his hands, and there was a bit of pushing and shouting for a while, and several people gathered together.It was very lively.

"You are really amazing!" Annie whispered, patted the soil on her body, and straightened the weeds on her back to make it more completely covered.

Holmes smiled and looked at a few men not far away: "Later, you wait behind me. Wait for my gesture before making a move..."

Annie nodded obediently.

Holmes wanted to say a few more words, but Anne gently covered her mouth.

"Got it, my Sherlock," she said. "Come on, they'll be over in a minute."

Without the internal strife between several people, Holmes' plan would be more difficult to achieve.

"Very well." Holmes nodded.

He stood up and cleaned the weeds off his body

Annie followed behind him, not far away.Carefully let the weeds cover his figure.Fortunately, the moonlight was not very bright, and a few thin clouds partially obscured the light.

Otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve.

"Why are you arguing?" Holmes spoke with a crappy accent, which was exactly the same as this group of people. "Irene wants me to come over."

Several people were arguing fiercely and saw him walking over.Ben said angrily, "What's the matter? This Irene is really annoying."

The people on the side quickly covered his mouth: "You should be more careful!"

Can that Irene make them complain?

Who doesn't know that he is Moriarty's right-hand man?It's her idle brother who still needs to be called Mr. Adler respectfully!

"It's over, you're the only one who has a lot to do!" Ben cursed, turning his head to look at Holmes, "Who is her name?"

Holmes shrugged: "She didn't say that. However, she seems to have discovered the cigarette you hid in the middle of the night."

"What!" Ben's expression froze, he looked at the few people around him warily, "Say, one of you told me!"

In the middle of the night, he just squatted down and ordered one secretly, how could it be possible for Irene to find out.

These people must have informed him!

Ben cursed and was very angry.If he caught this, he would have to give him a good beating.

"I'll go," Ben said.

After all, he was still worried about what Irene found out.I want to go back and solve it quickly.

Fortunately, the remaining two didn't grab this opportunity, so they spread their hands and asked him to go back.

"By the way, when can we go back to sleep! Ben, do you hear me!" a man yelled.

Ben raised his hand and shouted impatiently: "Got it."

After turning the corner, he prepared to trot back to the wooden house next to the racecourse.

Unexpectedly, the legs have not had time to take a few steps.Suddenly tripped and gnawed a lot of soil on the ground.

"Who is this!" Ben was about to scold.

All of a sudden, my eyes went dark, and I couldn't see anything under the quilt.His heart tightened, and he was about to fight back.There was a pain in the back of the head, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Annie breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the unconscious man.He quickly took off his coat and put it on.The coiled hair is hidden under the black hat.

Over there, Holmes was still chatting with some men.

"Come back so soon?" The man saw Ben's figure sharply, "Irene said, when shall we go back?"

Annie imitated Ben's form, and slowly approached several people.

At this moment, Holmes suddenly stroked his hair.

The next moment, Annie lowered her head instantly, dodging the gravel thrown by Holmes.Just putting these in the eyes of the people around him.

"Ah!" He howled miserably.Before he could stand up, Annie punched him in the face, and he lost consciousness instantly.

In fact, these few people lost quite unjustly, and their skills are not bad.But with the help of such a night, Holmes and Annie cooperated tacitly, and even quietly knocked out several people one by one.

"What about after that?" Annie asked after taking a breath.

Holmes pointed to one of the slightly taller men: "This should be the boss."

Annie shrugged and agreed: "Indeed, when the fight started, they all seemed to glance at him first."

"So, you come?" Anne knelt down, took off the man's hat from the top of his head, and handed it to Holmes.

The two quickly changed their outfits, glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

Annie joked: "Speaking of which, if it wasn't too cold at night, they all wore hats. I guess it will be more troublesome if we go to the next step."

Holmes nodded.He turned around and walked a few steps, ready to continue as the two had agreed.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped and walked back quickly.He gently hugged the stunned Annie in his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Be careful."

"Of course. You too." Anne said.

The hiding place of the painting scroll will not be as simple as last time.If Annie was Irene, she would probably regret it later because of Mr. Adler's negligence.

Against the backdrop of the night, she distinguished the direction.Then he turned and ran into the woods, and soon disappeared.

Not long after walking, Irene's back appeared in Annie's eyes.

"Here you are," Erin said.

Annie's footsteps were very light, landing on the soil in the woods, with only occasional rustling and rustling.

However, this naturally does not hide the trained Irene.

Annie was not prepared to hide it.

Irene turned her head and looked at Annie with a smile.She was still wearing the long skirt she wore in the afternoon, and the tightly tied belt showed her graceful figure to the fullest.

"It's a pity." Annie said, "If the sun is just right, your bright red body should be very beautiful."

Women always love compliments, and Irene is no exception.

She smiled as if pleased.Walking towards Annie slowly, the things in her hands were vague, and she couldn't see clearly.

"I didn't expect that you are more interesting than I imagined." Irene smiled, "I thought that you would not be interested in such things. I checked you, and your ordinary life for more than 20 years is extremely boring. "

Annie shrugged: "Everyone changes, you know."

Irene smiled. She raised her hand and raised the things in her hand.

That's a scroll.

"Yes. So, I didn't expect you to use a similar method this time." Irene sighed as if extremely disappointed, "The only change is that it's your turn to restrain me?"

Facing Annie's gaze, Irene tightened her hands on the scroll: "But this time, you can't get around me no matter what."

The scroll was in her hand, and Holmes and Anne were led step by step by the nose.

"Actually..." Annie laughed, "No."

The next moment, Erin's arm went numb.The painting scroll dropped from his hand and was caught by another person.

"Thanks," said Holmes.

Unexpectedly, Erin was very calm.Even looking at the two of them, he slowly laughed.He seemed to be confident, but under such a night, it seemed a little creepy.

"Do you think that is the oil painting stolen by Porturier?"