Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

"understood."

After saying this, Tiffany left, leaving Sherlock and the man named Shaw standing together.

After seeing Tiffany off, Shaw turned to Sherlock and spoke.

“Mr. Sherlock, please come with me.”

Led by Shaw, Sherlock was soon led to a luxurious room where a tailor, hairdresser, and even a makeup artist were already waiting for him.

Sherlock decisively refused the makeup artist's idea of ​​doing his makeup, simply fixed his hair, changed into a haute couture outfit, and then quietly sat on the sofa waiting for Tiffany.

After nearly half an hour of waiting, Tiffany reappeared in front of Sherlock, but she looked different from the mafia heiress she had before.

At this moment, Tiffany, dressed in a gorgeous white gown with her long, flowing hair, looked like a princess who had stepped out of a fairy tale, radiating nobility and gentleness, with the sparkling jewels around her neck.

Even looking at the smiling woman in front of you, you would never guess that this was the same person who just smashed someone into a pulp with a hammer in a conference room.

The stark contrast left even Sherlock stunned for a long time. If it weren't for the identical face, Sherlock would have doubted whether the woman in front of him, who looked like a princess from a European duchy, was still the same domineering tomboy boss from before.

Seeing Sherlock's stunned expression, Tiffany smiled gently, then gracefully took Sherlock's arm as if it were a precious jewel, and softly spoke to Sherlock.

"What's wrong? Is it only now that you've noticed my beauty?"

Looking at Tiffany, who was clinging to his arm, Sherlock scratched his head helplessly, unsure of what to say.

Tiffany, who had previously seemed like a mafia boss, now acted like a spoiled young lady. Seeing that Sherlock hadn't answered her question, she made a playful face at him before pulling him outside.

"There's a luncheon at noon, and half of New York's political and business elites, even big shots, will be there. You're my date, Tiffany's date, so be yourself and don't embarrass yourself!"

Hearing Tiffany's words, Sherlock's smile became even stranger.

Honestly, Sherlock simply couldn't reconcile the now witty and sarcastic Tiffany with the decisive and ruthless one from before, and he had no expectations for the upcoming luncheon.

After all, Sherlock really didn't like such troublesome social occasions.

However, once Sherlock was dragged by Tiffany to the so-called luncheon, his aversion to this damned social luncheon vanished almost instantly.

Good heavens, looking around, half of them are bastards from my own PAB club.

Looking at this group of scoundrels dressed in respectable clothes, with their hair neatly combed and exuding an old-money vibe, who would have thought that these people would be naked and crazy drinking and making silly jokes while sticking out their tongues in the PAB club?

The crowd also recognized Sherlock, the former leader of the PAB gang. Shocked, they raised their glasses to maintain appearances and went to toast Sherlock.

Tiffany could understand someone coming up to her and offer a toast, but when half the people at the banquet came up to Sherlock to toast and greet him, the way Tiffany looked at Sherlock changed slightly.

It seems that this so-called 'blind date' is not as simple as I imagined!

Of course, as the daughter of a powerful family that controls both the legitimate and criminal worlds, Tiffany didn't know why those people treated Sherlock with such respect, but that didn't affect her purpose in hosting the luncheon.

What Tiffany didn't know was that these scoundrels came to toast Sherlock partly because they were all members of the PAB, and partly because they were genuinely afraid that Sherlock would expose their secrets.

After all, aside from the PAB club's drinking parties, Sherlock also has orders for their strange and unusual hobbies!

Chapter 588 Sherlock's Date Operation Ends (Tiffany's Story)

After the luncheon, Sherlock felt his face was almost stiff from smiling, while Tiffany's gaze towards Sherlock was beginning to show a different side.

It's worth noting that when Sister Hua, playing Sherlock, approached Tiffany, the reason she didn't refuse was simply because she didn't want to submit to her political marriage and was unwilling to become a dirty glove for her family's shady dealings. That's why she casually agreed.

When the real Sherlock got on the train, his strange behavior piqued Tiffany's interest. On a whim, she showed Sherlock her dark side and then pulled him to show her her good side, wanting to see Sherlock's shocked expression.

Now that the luncheon is drawing to a close, Sherlock has transformed from a gigolo into a wealthy and influential man with connections far exceeding Tiffany's, all in just one luncheon.

Such a contrasting image aroused Tiffany's interest and even curiosity, and usually, when a woman becomes curious or interested in a man, that is the beginning of her falling in love.

Therefore, after the luncheon, Tiffany did not hesitate at all to take Sherlock to an office.

After shedding her sweet image from the luncheon and reverting to her queen-like decisiveness, Tiffany leaned against the luxurious, large desk, looking at Sherlock sitting opposite her with great curiosity as he enthusiastically drank a bottle of soda.

Who exactly are you?

When Tiffany asked him this, Sherlock was taken aback for a moment before answering her with a smile.

"When I contacted you, I didn't believe you hadn't investigated me."

Clearly, Tiffany was not satisfied with Sherlock's answer, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Sherlock Flamel, in my file you're just a rich kid who's good for nothing. But whether it's the dark factory I showed you today or that luncheon just now, you've shown more than just that kind of rich kid who's good for nothing."

After a slight pause, Tiffany sighed helplessly before continuing to speak to Sherlock.

"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, the person I've been in contact with who looks exactly like you isn't you, right? That guy is so much more considerate than you. Compared to him, you're practically a blockhead!"

If Tiffany's initial suspicions hadn't elicited any reaction from Sherlock, her subsequent words instantly made his expression incredibly strange. After a moment's thought, Sherlock put down his soda, looking at Tiffany with a constipated expression.

"How about we make a deal?"

"tell me the story."

Tiffany did not refuse Sherlock's words; in fact, she seemed quite interested, since such deals had been a recurring theme in her life.

"Answer me one question, and I'll tell you who I am, okay?"

"A very reasonable deal, but I reserve the right not to answer!"

Tiffany's curiosity did not cloud her judgment. There were some things she would never tell anyone, things she would only take to her grave, such as certain matters concerning her family.

However, Tiffany was soon dumbfounded, because Sherlock showed no interest in the questions she had anticipated that involved her core secrets. Instead, he asked Tiffany a question that she had never expected, with a serious expression.

"Are all you girls really good at picking up girls? Or let me put it another way, if I turned you into a man right now, could you build a harem using only a woman's mindset?"

"Ok?"

To be honest, Tiffany had anticipated Sherlock's question and the various exchanges of interests it represented, but when Sherlock asked the question, Tiffany was completely stunned. To be honest, she had never thought of this question before.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

After a moment of stunned silence, Tiffany burst into laughter, even laughing until tears streamed down her face.

After a while, Tiffany stopped laughing, stared at Sherlock with an unprecedented look in her eyes, waved her hand at Sherlock, and then spoke.

"Yes, if I were a man, I reckon I'd be like Tony Stark, dating a beautiful girl every day, or even better than Tony Stark! He just throws money at it, I could make those women go crazy for me!"

Unfortunately, I'm not Tony Stark, and I'm definitely lacking that bit of muscle!

At this point, a hint of hatred flashed across Tiffany's face, but she quickly masked it, put on a smile again, and looked in Sherlock's direction before continuing to speak to him.

"Honestly, I'm not just curious about your identity anymore, I'm even starting to like you! If marriage is my destiny, I think you would be a pretty good partner."

At least since I became an adult, no one has ever asked me a question that surprised and delighted me so much!

After a pause, Tiffany slowly walked to Sherlock's side, gently stroking his cheek with her slender fingers, and continued speaking to him with a hint of allure in her eyes.

"Then, my dear Mr. Sherlock Flamel, shouldn't you tell me your true identity as per the deal?"

When Tiffany asked him, Sherlock smiled and made no attempt to hide anything.

"First of all, I'm sorry for lying to you. The 'Sherlock' you chatted up was actually the woman with the braided pigtails in my house this morning. Secondly, regarding my identity..."

At this point, Sherlock stood up, gently pushed Tiffany aside, and gracefully gave her a courtly bow before continuing.

"My name is Sherlock Flamel, advisor and equipment provider for the Avengers, participant in the Battle of New York, creator of numerous extraordinary items, founder and first leader of the PAB organization, and an ordinary alchemist!"

As Sherlock finished his self-introduction, Tiffany, who had been looking at him with seductive eyes, seemed to have seen something indescribable and quickly backed away.

The curiosity and fondness for Sherlock that had been in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by extreme wariness.

The reason why Tiffany behaved this way is actually quite simple. One reason is Sherlock's infamous identity as an alchemist, and the other reason is the PAB group that Sherlock mentioned.

Although in Sherlock's world, the so-called PAB club was nothing more than a drinking club full of perverts and scoundrels.

However, in Tiffany's case, the so-called PAB organization is a newly emerging secret society that has suddenly appeared recently, spanning both political and business circles, connecting both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and capable of mobilizing countless resources.

Most importantly, it's impossible to even join this group. The way to join, its exact location, and even its members are still a mystery. The only thing that's certain is that the group operates a video account, but the identities of the people in the video account remain unknown.

Tiffany was very clear-headed. If Sherlock was just a rich second-generation with a secret, Tiffany really wouldn't mind having a relationship with Sherlock, or even getting married to him.

However, it is clear that neither Sherlock's close relationship with the Avengers, nor her identity as an alchemist, nor her status as the founder of the PAB organization are things that her family can easily exploit.

Seeing Tiffany's eyes quickly clear and even showing a hint of fear, Sherlock was not surprised at all, but rather felt it was only natural, and gave Tiffany a smile that could only be described as devilish.

"As compensation for deceiving you, or rather, as thanks for today's drastically different date, Ms. Tiffany, I can grant you one wish, even if it's to make you a man permanently."

Sherlock's words were like a devil's whisper in her ear. Tiffany's wary gaze toward Sherlock was instantly filled with a flame of ambition and desire, a flame that could even burn through the rationality that Tiffany had cultivated from her long-standing high position!

Chapter 589 Some are happy, some are sad

It wasn't until evening that Sherlock, supporting his aching back, finally got into the car arranged by the butler named Shaw to go home.

That afternoon, Sherlock finally witnessed how terrifying this woman could become, a woman who was resourceful and intelligent but gradually marginalized because of her gender. He saw how she would become after he tore away her ruthless and decisive exterior and threw a spark of revenge into the kindling of ambition and desire.

Of course, Sherlock didn't suffer any losses either. You might not believe it, but in the United States, which is known worldwide for its openness, the most conservative people are actually those in the upper echelons of the American society.

Tiffany was like that; even Sherlock only just realized that Tiffany was actually a girl!

Of course, when Sherlock left, he also fulfilled Tiffany's request, turning her from a woman into a man!

If nothing unexpected happens, after three days when Tiffany's body has adjusted to her condition, she will be met with the wrath of the entire Daniels family.

It is almost predictable that this struggle for succession and power will be quite explosive.

However, Sherlock was not interested in this at all, because the Sherlock who had just been sent back was facing a three-way trial!

Hua Jie, Little Chili, and Helen lined up in a triangular formation in Sherlock's living room, quietly waiting for Herlock to return. So much so that when the door opened, Sherlock was a little dumbfounded, even wondering if he had traveled to some strange place.

In contrast to Sherlock, the three women all wore the same look of relief the moment they saw him walk in, supporting his aching back. It was as if their pig had finally learned to pluck the cabbage.

However, as the 'joint trial' began, the relief on the faces of the three men gradually diminished.

The good news is, the pig really did eat the cabbage!

The bad news is that after the pig finished rooting up the cabbage, it turned her mother's cabbage into a pig, just like the cabbage wanted!

Even worse news is that not only did they turn someone else's cabbage into a pig, but their own stupid pig also personally lit a flame of desire and ambition in that person's heart!

Damn it, who is this kind guy who went on a blind date and not only turned a girl into a son, but also started a war between wealthy families?

After listening to Sherlock recount his experiences of the day, Helen was speechless, Chili Pepper had a headache, and Sister Flower even began to have murderous thoughts.

Fortunately, although Sherlock's actions were outrageously daring, he at least considered the consequences. Even though he turned Tiffany into a man, they had still had a brief affair, and Sherlock couldn't possibly give her absolutely no support.

Although she couldn't participate in the Daniels family's internal struggles, Sherlock at least left the siblings a way out: an invitation to the PAB organization.

The purpose of this invitation is that if Tiffany really loses in the struggle for family succession, as long as Tiffany can enter the PAB organization's headquarters with that invitation, the PAB organization can save Tiffany's life.