Immediately afterwards, another news came, confirming that Sherlock was missing after leaving the party last night. The entire Avengers Alliance began to move at high speed, and everyone's pace never stopped, and Tony was different from other members, he also had to take care of Stark.
The operation of the group.
Jasmine also has her own affairs to manage, and the foundation needs to be prepared, and the foundation is a completely unprofitable organization, so in addition to managing the foundation, she also needs to find a job that can support herself.
While everyone else was struggling, the two of them sat quietly at their desks, one quickly correcting the document, and the other kept typing on the keyboard.
Stretching, Jasmine glanced at Tony's profile, but was attracted by his serious look. She held her chin and stared at it for a long time. Jasmine suddenly reacted, got up with a blush, and left the office quietly without looking behind her.
Tony looked up from the document with an obvious smile on his face. After walking out of the door, Jasmine clenched her fist and gently tapped her thigh to relieve the pain.
Because of Tony's suggestion, there is a self-service snack area on each floor of the Avengers Tower. After getting the water, Jasmine was standing in front of the shelf, wondering which drink to bring to Tony, when she suddenly heard someone calling her name.
"Miss Tardis." There is an obvious British accent in her words, but unlike Sherlock's fast and fast speaking style, the speaker seems to be more interested in elongating each pronunciation ambiguously, and each sentence is full of meaning.
The unique rhythm brings invisible pressure to people.
Jasmine felt that the voice was familiar. She turned around and saw the person coming and gave up the idea of going back to the office. She nervously greeted the person: "Mr. Holmes."
"Let's talk." Mycroft Holmes bent slightly and made an invitation gesture with his left hand that was not holding the umbrella, forcefully leaving no room for Jasmine to refuse.
At the man's invitation, Jasmine walked beside him and observed him calmly. Compared with the previous meeting a few years ago, the man did not seem to have any obvious changes. He was still wearing a navy blue suit and holding an umbrella that never left his hand.
Sitting in the cafe, Jasmine ordered a cappuccino and handed the menu to the man.
"A crepe and a cup of black coffee, thank you." Mycroft pointed at the menu with a look similar to Sherlock's when he was lazy. It is undeniable that Holmes has a good voice, and listening to them speak is very exciting.
A kind of enjoyment. The reason why Jasmine fell in love with Sherlock at first sight was of course that he was handsome, but Sherlock's deep and sexy voice was undoubtedly an important plus point.
Mycroft put aside Sherlock's taunts and naturally put a piece of crepe into his mouth, and then accelerated the speed of destroying the crepe with satisfaction. The consequence of eating too much was that Mycroft felt that his tie
It was slightly tight, making him breathless.
"Sherlock is missing." Jasmine shuddered. She heard the implication of a storm coming from Mycroft's words. Mycroft picked up the napkin and wiped his fingers carefully: "Sherlock talked to you last night.
What did you say?"
Jasmine did not want to share her relationship experience with Sherlock with Mycroft, but Mycroft had taught her and Sherlock the two naughty children what the dignity of an older brother was, so that Jasmine always maintained her respect for Mycroft.
Awe.
"I only remember Sherlock asking me if I was waiting for him and why I was waiting for him." Jasmine touched the edge of the cup and lowered her head to avoid Mycroft's eyes.
"I'm sorry." Mycroft's expression didn't show that he was sorry at all. He frowned slightly and tried to explain what happened back then, "Sherlock..."
"Sherlock is missing. You must know where he is." Jasmine vaguely sensed what Mycroft wanted to say and immediately interrupted. Telling Mycroft about last night's events in order to provide clues already made Jasmine feel very uncomfortable.
If Mycroft or a third person needs to intervene in the matter between her and Sherlock, she will feel uncomfortable and uncontrollably irritated.
Mycroft paused, looked at Jasmine with obvious regret, and calmly changed the topic: "You know, Sherlock always wants to escape my control."
Jasmine sighed and stirred the cold coffee with a spoon.
"My mother misses you very much. If you can, please visit her more often." Fortunately, Mycroft had no intention of waiting for Jasmine's answer. He fiddled with his tie a little, picked up the umbrella leaning against the table, and
"It's nice to see you in America. I hope the next time we meet it will be at Holmes Manor."
Jasmine didn't move after Mycroft left. Her mind was busy thinking about what Mycroft wanted to say, Sherlock, Captain and the Winter Soldier.
The layers of things that have happened one after another recently are simply suffocating. The foundation is still being planned. Funding, entertainment, questions, etc. make Jasmine very busy. She wishes she could have 48 hours of work every day. God.
There was no news from SHIELD, and there was no news from Coulson and May. Everyone she met was busy and walking in a hurry.
After getting off work, Jasmine and Tony failed to visit the little princess with Natasha and the others. As soon as Tony's hand touched the handle of the office, Jarvis stopped the two people: "Sir, Miss, I suggest you read this first.
An email. Although the email was sent to the public mailbox of the Stark Group, the letter specified that Miss Jasmine was watching."
Jasmine and Tony stopped and looked at each other, standing in the open space in the center of the office, opposite the projector screen. Jasmine handed Tony a glass of water and then said: "Jarvis, open the mail."
The projected video almost made the two of them think that something was wrong with Jarvis. It wasn't until the man's voice sounded that they realized that the video didn't have any pictures, just a simple black screen.
"Dear Jasmine, long time no see. I thought you would get back together with Sherlock, and even prepared wedding gifts. I didn't expect that after so many years, there would be another man by your side."
When she first heard Moriarty's voice, Jasmine didn't feel much, but when she heard the next words, she was on pins and needles and didn't know where to put her hands. Tony, who was called another man, had no expression on his face. At this moment, Jasmine could only
I want to shout at the top of my lungs: "After returning to the United States, I completely cut off contact with the UK! I don't know what Moriarty thinks! I will not take the blame!"
"I came to the United States to give you a big gift, and to give Sherlock a big gift. I think this gift has been delivered to your villa now. I personally suggest that you better check it as soon as possible, otherwise I will be hunted down for you.
It makes no sense that Sherlock might die."
"Enjoy your last life, my dear Jasmine."
"Jarvis, trace the original address of the email." After Jasmine ordered Jarvis, she raised her voice and turned her head to talk to Tony, "Wanda said she was going back to the villa at night."
"Don't panic, Wanda will be fine." Tony quickly put on the steel suit after the video was turned off, "Jarvis, is Wanda home yet?"
"Miss Wanda has arrived home and is doing her homework." Jarvis answered Tony's question first, "The video was uploaded from five places at the same time. If you need to trace it, you can apply to the Avengers headquarters to retrieve the surveillance video at that time.
"
Jasmine felt a little relieved and shouted at the top of her lungs against the strong wind: "Tell Wanda not to leave the villa and not to pay attention to the express delivery she received!"
"What happened?" After receiving the news, Wanda immediately invited Jasmine to have a video call. Tony asked Jarvis to switch the video to a call and transfer it to Jasmine's Bluetooth headset, "I'll wait for you to come back in the living room."
"Okay!" Jasmine shouted, covering her earphones. At the bottom of the Avengers Tower, a middle-aged woman looked at Iron Man's back in mid-air with hatred.
The two quickly returned to the villa. Jasmine jumped out of Tony's arms and ran into the villa in a panic: "Wanda!"
"I'm here." Wanda stood calmly in the sun, reaching out to hug the panting Jasmine, "I'm fine, sister."
Tony carefully carried the box into the villa and placed it on the living room floor. He turned around and saw Jasmine's red eyes, and came over to hold her hand and point to the box, "This should be the express delivery the man in the video mentioned."
"Moriarty." Jasmine forced herself to swallow the imaginary panic of almost losing Wanda. She squatted on the ground and looked at the box, "The man who did not appear in the video is Moriarty. I remember his voice."
"Wanda, you can't stay here." Jasmine retracted her hand suddenly before touching the box, stood up and pulled Wanda out, "You go to play with Peter tonight, please be safe, okay?"
Wanda pursed her lips and looked up at Jasmine: "I don't want to leave. I have super powers. I can even control missiles. I can protect you."
"Even if this is the case, you can't stay here, Wanda, I am your sister." Jasmine stood in the room and pushed Wanda out, "I am supposed to protect you, let's go."
"You're always like this!" Wanda suddenly turned around and shouted, the tears on her face kept falling, making Jasmine feel her heart throbbing, "Why don't you let me stay! I can obviously protect you, why not?
Believe me! After my parents died, I would rather go to England alone than let Pietro and I help you! Are we so unworthy of your trust?" After speaking, Wanda ran away in tears. Jasmine saw
The mercenaries he hired followed Wanda, which made him feel more at ease.
Tony, who had not taken off his steel suit, heard the commotion here and pulled Jasmine in who was still looking outside: "Wanda has grown up, she will always have to face these things."
"I'm not just worried that Wanda won't be able to bear these things." Jasmine choked, "I'm even more worried that she will know that she is not my biological sister."
"The two of them will know eventually." Tony helped Jasmine stand firm, retracted the armor of his hands, and opened the box with his bare hands. In the huge box, there was only a pair of rose-shaped rings. (83 Chinese .83.)