The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 172 Back to Los Angeles
"Ring Ling Ling ~"

Not long after Ron walked out of the building, the phone in the phone booth on the side of the road rang suddenly. Ron ignored him and continued walking, but the ringing sound seemed to follow him.

Whenever he passed a new phone booth, the phone would always ring, until a curious passer-by tried to pick up the receiver, and Ron finally couldn't help but stop it.

"Give me the phone, it's for me, yes, that's right, it's for me, it's just that my friends like to play some mischievous tricks with me."

Ron drove away the unknown passers-by, picked up the phone, and said in a helpless tone: "Dear Mr. McCoff, what the hell are you doing? If I remember correctly, the hazard assessment report you wanted was sent out 5 minutes ago. Sent to your email."

"Also, I think if you guys use street cameras to track my leisure time, you might as well track Owen who just made a big fuss in London."

"Owen is an agent who is very familiar with London. He and his brother were born and raised here. He knows where there are cameras and how to hide from our investigation. Otherwise, why do you think we invite you outsiders into our country? ?”

McCaw's voice was steady and powerful.

Ron sighed: "Okay, thank you for your explanation, do you have any other orders? Dear Director."

"London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine."

"what?"

"If you plan to go to Sherlock now, I just want to remind you that he is not at home at No. 221B Baker Street, but is at the laboratory building of the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine."

"I said, can you brothers stop omitting all the questions that others want to ask every time, and then give the answer directly? Do you know that this will make people very uncomfortable?"

As expected, the Holmes brothers were born of the same mother. Although their hobbies and behavior styles are completely different, they speak exactly the same way and like to play tricks.

If an unfamiliar person hears someone talking to someone in this way, there must be a feeling that the other party knows everything.Not so.

As long as anyone who knows Ron can analyze his next step, although he is unwilling to admit it, Ron, apart from Mycroft and the two Shaw brothers who are being edited, in London, Ron seems to be Only one friend is Sherlock.

"It's just a professional habit. If you don't like it, we can chat in another way."

"Forget it, thank you for reminding me, is there anything else?"

"It's a personal matter." Ron obviously heard that McCoff had changed the call environment, and he should be avoiding his subordinates: "I would like to ask if you can stay in the UK, MI[-], I can I will offer you a very high position, and I only ask that you can keep an eye on Sherlock for me in your spare time."

"You know, I am very worried about his condition, and with his potential, if one day his thoughts are a little more extreme, I think you should understand how much damage it can cause. This will undoubtedly make my identity very passive."

have a look!Look at what tsundere is!He clearly said that he was worried that Sherlock would affect his career, but in fact he still wanted to care about him in a way unique to an older brother.

With such an awkward expression, Ron really wanted to ask him if he knew Uchiha Itachi from Konoha Village.

Of course, Ron is not qualified to say anything about others. After he "graduated" from Barney Ross' death squad, he obviously had many places to choose from, but he still chose to go to Los Angeles to be a polished commander. It's hard to say that he didn't worry about Sheldon. s reason.

This is probably the common fault of all brothers.

"You know it's impossible, but I still have my family to take care of," Ron said softly, "Don't worry, sooner or later, Sherlock will find someone who can tolerate all his arrogance and arrogance." If someone is by his side, then the only thing you need to worry about is his orientation."

"Of course, this is just a small problem. I can introduce you to my uncle's son, Mitchell. He went to Vietnam with his male 'wife' to adopt a baby girl as their child."

"I think the only real end of the world is when your younger brother suddenly puts on a red cape and circles around with a strange ring."

"It seems that I still have a lot of things I don't know about Sherlock. Thank you for the information, Ron, you can go to Sherlock now. In addition, the suggestion you mentioned, if I can use it one day, I will send it to you." You ask for help."

……

The London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine is a top medical graduate school under the University of London, specializing in teaching and research in public health and tropical medicine.

Ranked No.9 among all medical schools in the UK.

In the dissecting room on the first floor of the laboratory building, a handsome man with a long face was whipping a dead body with a horsewhip.

"Sherlock, what's bothering you today?" Ron suddenly pushed the door open.

"Go back to Los Angeles." Sherlock looked up at Ron, said something without end, threw away the horsewhip, turned to the female doctor on the side and said, "I want to see his bruise report in 20 minutes, wait a minute." , did you put on lipstick? You obviously didn't put it on just now."

"Uh, I just polished it up a bit, would you like some coffee?"

"Coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you." Sherlock walked out of the laboratory without looking at Ron, as if he didn't exist at all.

"I want iced Americano, no sugar, thank you, ma'am," Ron was confused, and hurriedly followed: "Why back to Los Angeles?"

Do you Holmes brothers talk like this?
"If you're asking what to do with the terrorists now, my answer is go back to Los Angeles."

"How did you know what I wanted to ask?"

"The reasoning here is a bit too complicated for your IQ. My suggestion is not to ask, so as not to expose your birth defects of insufficient intelligence."

Sherlock strode forward, fully exposing his back to Ron, who had clenched his fists.

How angry~ If it weren’t for the fact that I always ask you for help from time to time, even if your brother is the boss of the British secret service, I would have to give you a good meal, believe it or not?

"Well, why should I go back to London?" Ron changed the question.

Sherlock picked up an unknown reagent to experiment, and replied: "Your appearance has disrupted the plans of the terrorists, so hiding yourself in the dark at this time is more conducive to the idiots who are desperate to jump over the wall to come out and show off." All kinds of operations that exceed the lower limit of human IQ, that is your opportunity."

(End of this chapter)