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Holmes withdrew his thoughts from the memory.

He looked down at the coin in his hand, with a bit of sadness in his eyes: "Annie, even if you are so curious, there is absolutely no need to risk yourself."

Holmes sighed, gently placed the two coins in his palm, and clenched them tightly.

He lowered his head slightly, covering his face with his fists.He took a deep breath of the atmosphere in this room, as if this could restore his calm mind.

There was a knock on the door of Baker Street.

Mrs. Hudson, who was still preparing milk, poked her head out: "Sherlock, you go and open the door first!"

As expected, there was no response.

Mrs. Hudson lowered her head and glanced at little Rebecca, who was beside her with dim eyes.Sighing helplessly, he turned around and went out to open the door.

Mycroft outside the door, after thanking Mrs. Hudson, immediately walked up to the second floor.

Mrs. Hudson felt a little annoyed in her heart. She chased after her and yelled: "You two Holmes, I've had enough. One doesn't want to open the door, but the other one clearly has the key, and she still insists on me!"

After Mrs. Hudson said a few words, she turned and went back to the kitchen.

At this time, the two of them were in a bad mood.Mrs. Hudson could understand, and the complaint was all it took.

She still needs to prepare milk for little Rebecca!

Outside Holmes' door, Mycroft stood calmly for a while.He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door twice.

"Charlie," he said.

Inside the door, there was no sound.

As expected, Mycroft sighed: "It's Anne's news."

The next moment, there seemed to be the sound of something falling inside, and there was another burst of chaos.The door opened slowly.

Mycroft pursed his lips, looking at Holmes's somewhat rough coat.He pursed his lips, apparently a bit displeased.

"Just talk about it." Holmes said impatiently, "Don't waste time."

Mycroft was well aware of Holmes' temper, and he didn't feel any dissatisfaction at being offended.He turned sideways, walked around Holmes and entered the room.

His eyes paused for a moment on the pipe that had just been extinguished.

Then he turned around and looked at Holmes who was walking back slowly: "Just now, Anne finally sent back the news."

Holmes sat down and looked at Mycroft.He didn't speak, just waiting for McCoff's next words.

It looked like he was ready to just drive him out after listening to it.

It's just that the anger hasn't subsided yet.Mycroft sighed, knowing he was wrong.

He simply said: "She was on a boat on the way to be transferred. At this time, she should be on an island in the south. She doesn't know which one it is."

Holmes looked at him. "That's all?"

Of course not just this little.Otherwise, wouldn't it be too wasteful for Anne to take such a big risk to exchange information with McCoff's people?

Mycroft looked at Holmes, looking at him as expected, lazily lying on the chair.

"That island seems to be rich in sea calamus."

Hearing this, Holmes stood up.He walked quickly to the door, looking as if he was about to go out immediately.

"Xiali!" Mycroft said quickly, "It doesn't make any sense for you to go at this time."

As if Holmes had never heard of it, he came to the stairwell and was already preparing to go down step by step.

Seeing this, Mycroft took two quick steps to catch up.He grabbed Holmes by the shoulder: "If you go now, Annie's trip will be in vain."

Holmes' expression remained unchanged: "She didn't have to go."

However, Mycroft did not intend to let go at all: "You have to know that the power of the Seinmut family, if it is not a special method, no one can know what they are going to do!"

Holmes was not moved in the slightest, his expression remained unchanged, and he grabbed Mycroft's hand: "Let go."

After all, Mycroft doesn't do much exercise on weekdays.Since I started my current job, I have been pampered physically for a period of time, mostly because of my mental work.

In terms of strength, it is naturally inferior to Mr. Detective who usually goes out.

As he watched, Holmes had already picked up his overcoat, put it on, and was about to go out.Regardless of etiquette, he simply shouted loudly: "Xiali, you know what you should do now, you have always known it."

Holmes paused when he opened the door, his hand still on the doorknob, but he didn't take another step.

Some hopes surged in Mycroft's heart. He hurried downstairs and came to Holmes: "I tell you this to tell you that Annie is safe. Everything is under our control."

He sighed: "Xiali, you know. What you need to do now is to deal with Moriarty."

Holmes lowered his eyes a little and did not speak.

McCoff continued: "Moriarty absolutely wants to fight you, and have a good time. If you go to Anne now, it's tantamount to taking this trouble with you."

Holmes lowered his eyes and moved his eyelashes slightly.

After a long time, he raised his head and said helplessly, "Mycroft, don't you think that this trouble is not focused on Annie?"

Mycroft looked at Holmes, speechless for a while.

Holmes looked at the silent Mycroft and shook his head slightly.

He sighed and opened the door.

Just before leaving, he left a last word for McCoff.

"Any news about Annie, please notify me immediately. You know how to contact me."

After all, he went out without looking back.

Looking at his back, Mycroft sighed helplessly.It's just that this dispute seems to have cost him a lot of energy.Even on weekdays, his back was always straight, but he unconsciously bent a little bit.

At this moment, Mycroft showed a bit of the slump of years.

He is also considered to be middle-aged, and is no longer young.

Outside the door, the subordinates who had been waiting for a long time watched Mr. Holmes leave, feeling a little anxious in their hearts.

He walked in uncontrollably, and whispered in Mycroft's ear, "Mr. Sherlock Holmes left just like that. Where is Moriarty?"

Mycroft sighed: "He insisted on going."

"But, Professor Moriarty asked him by name." The subordinate was a little anxious, and couldn't help but refute for a while.

After being glanced at by McCoff, he lowered his head resentfully.

He muttered softly: "Then Moriarty has a lot of secrets in his hands. If he sells it directly, it will be troublesome."

Mycroft frowned.He naturally knew that it was troublesome, and he had been turning around for a long time because of this threat in the past few days.

The black and blue eyes are not light, it is the trace left by the tiredness of the past few days.

Seeing McCoff's appearance, his subordinates couldn't say anything more.

At the end of the day, it wasn't McCaw's problem at all.

The basket that was poked out by others, let McCaw go to poison.Speaking of which, it really doesn't make sense.However, many things just don't make sense.

The hearts of the subordinates are also full of complaints.I have saved a long vacation, but I can't find time to rest!

"Let's go," Mycroft said.

The subordinate said nervously, "Then, where is Moriarty?"

Mycroft's eyes drooped, and he sighed, "It's arranged in advance, he won't take everything out at once."

The subordinate nodded, and asked again: "Then, what aspects should we prepare for?"

Mycroft looked at the sky, his eyes were a little empty.

After a while, he said: "Stop all the newspapers and control the mainstream."

For the rest, they can only see the tricks.

Mycroft sighed, pinching his eyebrows as if extremely tired.As if, this time, all the troubles in my heart can be squeezed out.

……

Annie has been doing well these few days.

Seinmut treated her well, and she was well fed and clothed.On weekdays, whatever request is put forward, I try my best to meet it.

Otherwise, Annie's news couldn't be spread so easily.

She was sitting in front of the table, resting on her stomach.In his hand, he twirled a sea calamus that was already somewhat withered.

The door was quietly pushed open.

Annie didn't even lift her head, looking extremely bored.

Stretch out your hand: "Get it done quickly."

I don't know, why take a little bit every day.If you have to make a new cut every time, and keep your arm well, if there is a scar in the future, Annie can't let it go easily.

However, Seinmut and the others are using good medicine.

Speaking of which, the earliest one has already healed.Indeed, as they promised, there was no trace at all.

"It's not troublesome to do it every day." Annie said loudly without hiding her impatience.

After waiting for a while, the person who came had no intention of doing anything.

Annie then withdrew her hand without raising her head: "This time, what did you change?"

The visitor smiled: "They all said that Miss Anne is not stupid. In my opinion, this is also true."

Annie raised her head, her eyes fixed.

For some reason, she had clearly never seen the person's face before.But I felt that it was a bit inexplicably familiar.

The visitor smiled: "Lian Seinmut. It's an honor to see you so close today. Miss Anne."

Annie leaned back in the chair, looking a bit lazy.

She looked the visitor up and down before raising her eyebrows: "So close? Have we met before?"

Ryan smiled and nodded unabashedly: "Of course, but you were still very young at that time. You probably don't remember me."

"I almost adopted you, little Annie."