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Faced with the questioning of the wizard Sage, the reason why he can't draw a symbol on the rich businessman Tony is very simple.
Mary gave a very legitimate reason, "You wouldn't let a strange lady undress here, would you?"
what?
Sage was confused.
At this moment, is there a fourth person in the basement?
If not, where did a strange lady appear?How could a fat rich businessman named Tony be a woman?
"Sorry, I haven't had time to explain the specific situation to you."
Mary dutifully plays the responsible Dr. Brown, "My patient, Tony came to seek the power of the head, in order to completely awaken all the memories of his previous life - Ms. Lillian."
"cough--"
Thatch almost choked on his saliva, glancing back and forth between the two in disbelief.
This is the first time I heard that the past life that a man took the initiative to dream turned out to be a woman, and the fat man himself did not seem to reject it.
Mycroft admitted that he added a little bit of mischief when writing the script of the characters, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected surprises.
At the moment, he naturally entered the scene, "Lilian and I seem to be merging into one person. It is precisely because of the influence of the dream in my previous life that I insisted on joining the Erjiutou Society to seek help."
Mary continued, "I'm sorry, Sorcerer Saatchi, it's not that we don't trust you, it's just that the situation is special. It took me more than a year to get Lilian to trust me and become her professional doctor. This may be an unkind request, Would you like to teach me how to draw an energy guide?"
Thatch: This damn reason is surprisingly logical!
The basement fell into an eerie silence.
Saatchi really wanted to slap the table and scold, but you guys have too many things to do, and you like to draw but don't get tired of it.
But considering the supplies he had just obtained, Gifford said that the two tried their best to get them as quickly as possible, so he still held back a little more patience.
"It's a rune.
Sage took out a folder from the drawer, flipped through it, and pulled out a drawing with a strange pattern from it.
"Take it home and practice your hands first. Before the 21st, find a time to come to my place. Use my special holy water as a charm, and you draw a charm for the fat man on the spot."
For Thatch, the rune style is not a secret, but his special holy water cannot be handed over.
Mary took the drawing, the lines on it were dazzling, and there were almost no rules to follow. It was suspected that it was just a random drawing by Sage.
On the surface, she promised very seriously, "Okay, I will definitely hurry up and practice hard."
"Okay, let's go."
Saqi waved his hand impatiently, and added, "The traction array is very important. If you draw it wrong, you will not be able to perceive the power of the skull. Don't come to me and cry."
Mycroft glanced at the folder in Saatchi's hand, there might be a layout arrangement for Midsummer Eve's sacrifice in it.
I saw Sage put the folder back in the drawer, and the drawers in the basement were not locked.No lock is undoubtedly good news.
Today, Mary and Mycroft left the basement without staying long.
In recent days, the two will definitely take the opportunity to meet again.Of course, the main purpose is not to draw symbols, but to take the opportunity to browse through the folder of the wizard Saatchi.
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hotel.
Sherlock did not rest, looking at the map of the New Forest energetically.
○Represents the sacrificial cave.It is to find the best route to sneak into the forest, and surround the crowd participating in the sacrifice without being discovered by Erjiu Touhui.
He marked four or five different routes on the map.Which one is finally selected will require a field survey tomorrow.
"came back."
Sherlock heard the rattle of keys in the corridor, opened the door at once, and saw Mycroft going back to the next room. "Dear brother, what's the latest harvest?"
Mycroft paused as he was about to go back to his room, obviously he had something he couldn't say in the corridor, so he turned and walked into Sherlock's guest room.
"Today I met the wizard Saqi who is responsible for the sacrifice of the Erjiuhui. Maybe he didn't use his real name, but he must know the situation of all the personnel involved in this sacrifice."
"It's just that the list hasn't arrived yet."
Sherlock saw Mycroft nod, "Then how are you going to get it? Do you want me to secretly..."
"Being not."
Mycroft was a little tired, why did the people around him want to visit the Skeleton House at night?
Sherlock wondered, "How do you plan to get the list if you don't?"
Mycroft recalled the conversation in the carriage ten minutes ago, in which Mr. Minton was finally willing to put aside the night mission for the time being.
Instead, interfere with the plan, intentionally interfere with Thatch so that he has to leave for a while the next time he goes to the basement to make a charm.Taking advantage of Saatchi's departure, it only takes 5 minutes to see the stack of documents clearly.
Specifically how to harass, you can shake your hands and splash water, like pouring special holy water on Sage, forcing him to leave and change clothes.
Or it could be verbal interference, making messy noises when making talismans in the compartment, which made Sage get impatient and leave for a while.
"On the 18th, Mr. Minton and I will go to see Sage again, and we will play it by ear. If it is unsuccessful, we will consider the infiltration plan."
Mycroft has not spoken about his role in Disruption.Most likely in the basement compartment, take off your shirt and lie down on the wooden board.
Why can't you get away with it?
Because of the whole set of acting.There is no wooden door between the compartment and the outside room, only a curtain, always making some realistic sounds to paralyze the wizard Saqi outside.
However, Mycroft did not intend to share the details with the third person.
Sherlock asked, "Are you sure two people are enough? Do you need me to help create chaos?"
"Need not."
Mycroft refused flatly.Because Tony's previous life was Ms. Lilian, even his own brother shouldn't be there when his clothes are half...undressed.
Sherlock was a little unwilling, and asked him to come to Southampton but did not give him exciting tasks.Compared with the process of finding clues, the arrest operation is too boring.
"Is it really not necessary? I have one more, and it will be more secure, isn't it?"
"No."
Mycroft smiled, "One more you is just adding to the chaos. Sherlock, as smart as you, should understand the meaning of performing their duties.
Him, add trouble?
Sherlock smirked back unabashedly, beginning to suspect that sweets had corrupted his dear brother's mind.But the caring younger brother would not argue forcefully, that would be meaningless, and more importantly, Mycroft never changed his mind easily.
Either voluntarily or forcedly, the round-up of Baitou organization is proceeding in an orderly manner.
On the 18th, all personnel involved in the roundup were in place.
Sherlock and Lestrade met and took people to survey the terrain near the Moonlight Cave in the New Forest, waiting for the final capture plan.
After lunch.
The sorcerer Thatch ushered in a pair of medical seekers in the basement.
Mary was positive and sincere, "After three days of persistent practice, I want to try the actual operation. If I make a mistake today, I still have a few days to make up for it."
"I don't have the patience to receive you again and again!"
Sach was obviously impatient, and took out a can of black-red holy water and a paintbrush.
"It's not easy to make holy water. This is your share. There is no such thing as practice. You must succeed today!"
The small glass jar was about twenty milliliters, and the bottle was screwed on tightly.
Obviously, this little bit of holy water cannot be splashed all over Saqi.
Mary knew that the water splashing plan was difficult to achieve, so she had to resort to sound interference. "Okay, I will try my best to draw well today."
Saying that, he glanced at Mycroft.
Signaled to him that he could enter the cubicle, and the time came for him to show off his acting skills.
Mycroft looked at the special holy water first, and knew very well that only plan B could be implemented today.
At this moment, his mood is difficult to express.Walking towards the compartment with heavy steps, he raised his arms stiffly and raised the partition curtain.
Seeing this scene, Sachi felt a sense of forcing Liang Wei (Nv Chang) for some reason.
He actually saw the shadow of the woman through the back of the fat man. It was not the rich businessman Tony who was in the basement at the moment, but Ms. Lilian.
Even if Ms. Lilian faced her trusted Doctor Brown, she still felt uneasy and resisted when she was asked to take off her clothes and draw symbols on her body in this strange environment.
Fxxx!
Sage cursed secretly, what kind of monsters and ghosts broke into his mind.
He has taken over at least a hundred people who have turned to the power of the skeleton, and this pair in front of him is the strangest, which actually filled his brain with a bunch of messy scenes.
Mary doesn't care about Sach's slander, the things that will drive him crazy are still to come.Holding the holy water and paintbrush, he also entered the compartment.
The compartment is very small, less than four square meters.
There is a wooden plank on the ground for one person to lie on, so there is not much room for movement.There was nothing but the sconces and hooks on the wall, and a low stool in the corner.
Look at the curtain again.
There is a 10cm gap between it and the ground, and there is no way to completely block the outside view.
Mary stood opposite Mycroft.
Even if you want to maintain a social distance, there are also conditions here, and it is impossible to be more than two meters away.
"let's start."
Mary signaled solemnly, "Tony, you lie down. Today, we will strive for a pass."
Mycroft couldn't make a move immediately, his hands froze on the buttons of his clothes.
"hurry up."
Mary raised her eyebrows and signaled with her eyes, "Three days, aren't you mentally prepared?"
Mycroft: When did I say I was ready for a one-sided frank?
Where is God?Why has God bless him disappeared.
God must have traveled to an alien planet again, and this time he must have traveled a little farther, and all of them have floated out of the Milky Way, otherwise, how could he not be able to control the affairs of the earth.
Mycroft's heart seemed to be messed up by a cat, but his facial expression was still calm and composed.
Perhaps, the heartbeat is a bit unnaturally fast, but he can still comfort himself in an orderly manner—they are all human beings, there is nothing shameful, let alone just showing their backs.
The sound of rustling clothes falling to the ground finally resounded.
In the quiet basement, the creaking of wooden boards was soon heard again.
Mary unscrewed the glass bottle, symbolically dipped a little black and red holy water with a paintbrush to make it look like it had been used, but she didn't intend to paint Mycroft with something of unknown origin.
Pour the remaining black water into the small empty bottle that comes with it, and then take out the spare black ink and spare paintbrush.
Everything was ready, and her eyes turned to the people on the wooden board.
Mycroft had already taken off his shirt, lying down on the wooden board.
Small compartment with poor air circulation.The basement should have been gloomy and cold, but at this moment the two of them felt the sweltering heat of late June.
"Tony, please relax."
With a smile in her eyes, Mary squatted down, leaned close to Mycroft's ear and said, "If you feel unwell, you can call it out at any time."
What are you shouting for?
No it's just a draw on the back, please don't make it look like they're going to do something indescribable.
But Mycroft knew that it was time to act the script, and the two had to cooperate to get Sage out of the basement, but he still wanted to struggle. "I don't……"
The next moment, the brush fell.
Mycroft felt his back from top to bottom being drawn vaguely by the tip of the pen, and wanted to endure it, but it felt like bugs had crawled across his entire spine.
"Hmm! Itchy..."
This sentence blurted out.
It seems to be the tone of Ms. Lilian, the lines of acting.It wasn't that Mycroft couldn't help it, it wasn't that he couldn't help telling the truth.
stab-
Outside, Sachi shook his hand holding the quill, what a stomach-discomforting sound!
The sound didn't stop.
"Please bear with me and don't hide."
"Oh no! On the left, please (write) more weight!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Is this (writing) strength enough?"
……
The voices one after another pierced through the brain like a magic voice, but the key words were vague.
The more Sage heard something was wrong, he stood up abruptly.
Why did he feel like he was eavesdropping on a special sports scene between same-sex people?The feeling of nausea became more and more difficult to suppress.
Sach walked to the cubicle in twos and threes. He was about to lift the curtain, but he withdrew his hand abruptly.
I don't want to see the hot-eyed scene at all, so I can only roar, "Draw the character well! Don't make messy noises!"
Without looking back, Mary accepted it humbly, but did not intend to change it.
"Mr. Wizard, I have found the feeling of painting. Come on, just give me another 5 minutes. I have tried my best."
This seems to be like saying that men can't be too fast.
5 minutes?
No, no, no, I can't stand it for five seconds.
Sage took a deep breath, "Five minutes! Not even one more second!"
After saying this, Saqi rushed to the door and slammed it out.
This move was a trick.
Mary immediately put down her paintbrush, tiptoed to the outside room, and opened the drawer.Trying not to make a sound, he flipped through the folder.
It was arrogance that prevented Saatchi from thinking that anyone would dare to look through his files openly.
This stack of papers recorded many things, including the sacrificial process, the schematic diagram of the stations on Midsummer Night, and the external warning lines.
Tick tock!Tick tock!
5 minutes, second by second.
'crunch—'
The basement door was opened again.
Sage didn't come back with a pinch, but was 2 minutes late.
He was pushing the door open and just in time to see Dr. Brown coming out of the cubicle, who gave him an excited smile.
Mary acted so realistically that she almost didn't dance. "Mr. Wizard! I have lived up to your expectations, I succeeded! The one-time painting was successful!"
Sage didn't want to see the two people in the house again. "Don't talk nonsense, pack up and leave immediately."
Mary seemed puzzled why she was rejected, but soon she understood. "Oh! Mr. Wizard, don't get me wrong, Tony and I..."
"I don't care what kind of relationship you have."
Saatchi just didn't want to shock his eyes and ears again, "This is something you have to consider yourself."
Consider what?
Saqi said maliciously, "When Lilian's memory is fully awakened, she will look for the reincarnation of the man she loves the most. What are you, Dr. Brown, going to do?"
How to do?
"Of course I wish them well."
Mary speaks with a straight voice, like a doctor who is conscientious and considerate of his patients, without any personal feelings.
The prototype of Lilian is Mrs. Roman, and Mrs. Roman wants to find Mr. Minton to reunite her old dream and give her blessings, which is completely fine logic.
Saqi was stunned by these words, and his stomach was filled with gloom again. "Okay, okay, before the 23rd, don't bother me again."
Mycroft dressed surprisingly quickly today.
The conversation outside took less than 2 minutes, and he had already put on a circle of cotton camouflage fat equipment, buttoned up his coat, and walked out.
Sage didn't even want to see a fat man with a woman's shadow on his body.
He waved his hand again, coaxing the two of them out of the basement very impatiently.
Just go.
With all the data and information available, who would miss a basement with extremely poor ventilation.
Leaving the Skeleton Building.
Mycroft was uncharacteristically not lazy, "I want to walk back to the hotel and get some fresh air."
"It takes four to five ten minutes to walk, are you sure you don't want to take a carriage?"
Mary knew what to ask, and Mycroft must have been trying to avoid the small confined space like the shared carriage at this moment, so as not to evoke the memory of the basement.
"Not in a carriage."
Mycroft was quite sure.He couldn't take a carriage, otherwise he would be able to recall the strokes that Mr. Minton made on his back just now with his eyes open, that kind of vague feeling...
Oh, God!
There are some things that I don't feel embarrassed when acting.
At this moment, standing in broad daylight, his excellent memory and rich associative power began to disturb his brain wantonly.
Mycroft maintained a nonchalant expression, but didn't speak, and stared at the road ahead without squinting.
At this moment, Mary deliberately leaned closer and asked, "Mr. Holmes, do you mind if I paint on you? Don't worry, I didn't scribble runes, I just wrote something casually, and I won't attract demons or ghosts for you."
"I know. Mr. Minton, please rest assured, I don't mind your behavior, this is our decision after discussion."
Mycroft didn't lose his sense of judgment, just because he sensed the trajectory of each stroke, he knew that the one that landed on his back was not a rune.It should be a paragraph of English, but I am not sure about the specific content.
Mary smiled, "That's good. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I can't help but feel bad."
"Really? I think you're having a good time."
Mycroft took a deep look at the people around him, but he didn't tell the truth.
As he said, the interference plan was a decision made by the two after discussion.It's not bad for Mr. Minton to have fun, at least he doesn't reject his body
Next, all the way without words.
The two hurried back to the hotel, and only waited for Sherlock to return to the room to decide on the final round-up plan together.
While waiting for someone, I went to the bathroom.
Mycroft stood with his back to the half-length mirror, holding another mirror in his hand.After adjusting the angle, he finally saw clearly the line written on the back.
"Dear Mr. Holmes, please say something to make me happy next.As long as I am happy, I can consider changing your pen to paint for me next time—your loyal Minton.Oh, by the way, forgot to ask, is this what you want? 』