【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

The car drove into Buckingham Palace, and everyone followed Mycroft to the conference room. Standing at the door was a tall and slender man with a deep profile. Wei Shengling thought he looked familiar.

The man turned around and smiled, his sea-blue eyes were inclusive and peaceful.

"Long time no see, Suki," he said.

"Charles? Why are you here?" Wei Shengling was shocked. She took two steps forward and Charles opened his arms. "Won't you give me a hug?"

Wei Shengling would not be stingy with a hug, not to mention that it was a basic etiquette that was not offensive.

She walked up and gave Charles a gentle hug, patted his back, and then separated without much contact.

To be honest, she didn't really like physical contact, which was why Sherlock, John and Severus were always being pulled by the collar.

"I guess our purpose is to enter the conference room to discuss the relevant Eternals, not to stand here like sculptures?" Sherlock spoke faster. "The road is so wide, don't stand in the middle, please."

Wei Sheng Ling looked at the spacious corridor in Buckingham Palace and fell silent.

"Okay, I think we should go in," Tony walked over and pushed open the door of the conference room. "If I remember correctly, our teammates should be accompanying government officials to invite the three target persons over. Emm, eh? It doesn't look like it's going well."

When Tony saw the other Avengers looking somewhat embarrassed, he was stunned for a moment. When Wei Shengling heard his stiff and uncertain tone, he took two quick steps forward and was also stunned.

"Did you have a fight?" she asked.

"It's obvious that the Eternals, whose secrets have been discovered, don't trust the human government... Maybe they want to keep their development a secret from humans? They had a dispute with past government officials and the Avengers... Professor X arrived in time."

Sherlock said, he glanced at Charles, then looked away, "But even without Professor X, the Avengers have found a way."

"He's right, but the method is not very glorious," Sam smiled bitterly. "We caught Dane Whitman first... Well, this makes us look like villains."

"That's right. One can create all kinds of illusions, and the other has many abilities and is very difficult to deal with. Only that man is the breakthrough point." Clint lay on the table. "To be honest, you really don't think we are some kind of super villain? Like Hydra, using hostages to threaten others or something like that."

"Miss Searcy, Miss Spike, and Mr. Whitman are ready to come." Charles said, "Because they have been in a battle, they look a bit embarrassed, so they need to change their clothes."

"Aren't you afraid that they will run away?" Tony was a little surprised.

"You should have noticed, Mr. Stark, that not all of your teammates are here." Mycroft said, and he walked slowly to the single chair at the back and sat down. "The rest are looking at Mr. Whitman."

"That sounds even more evil," Banner complained.

"Be flexible in your response. As long as it can succeed, it's a good idea." Wei Shengling's moral bottom line is very flexible. She found a place to sit down. Sherlock and Charles sat on both sides of her, waiting for the important people to arrive.

Wei Shengling adjusted the optical computer to vibrate mode and disabled the do not disturb mode. However, just after she completed the adjustment, a series of vibrations made her confused.

00:12 in the morning

Boring. ——SH

You look like you've fallen asleep, even though you slept almost all day yesterday? - SH

Need help.

Really need help. - SH

01:37

I went to see John, and he told me to go back to sleep. - SH

Ling. ——SH

Ling! ——SH

04:57

Mary is going back to London soon, and it looks like John won't have time to spend with us anymore. - SH

Please reply when you wake up. ——SH

Why are you still sleeping? Your sleep needs seem to be more than normal, have you considered seeing a doctor? - SH

……

Wei Shengling looked at the news with a numb face. He started to harass others after getting enough rest, right? But he seemed to have not slept all night.

It seems that you have seen my message. Blocking is not a good habit. You will not receive my help. ——SH

This is new news.

She looked at the virtual screen on the optical computer that was set to be invisible to others, and then looked at Sherlock who was sitting next to her.

Just as I was about to speak, another message came.

If you don't want to talk, please send a message. ——SH

Even if you're sitting next to me? - S?WS

Yes, I don't really want Mycroft to know what we talked about. It would be annoying. - SH

Do you know that it's obvious that we're doing this? - S?WS

I know, it doesn't matter. And, I say it again, blocking is not a good habit. ——SH

At least it can ensure my sleep quality and prevent me from being harassed by you in the middle of the night. By the way, if you want me to reply in time, please send a message when normal people are awake. ——S?WS

I am awake. ——SH

You are not a normal person. ——S?WS

"Ahem," a deliberate cough sounded, Wei Shengling raised his head, Mycroft put a fist to his mouth, he cleared his throat, "Our guests are coming, please don't be distracted, okay?"

Annoying. ——SH

He's talking about you, Sherlock. - S?WS

We. ——SH

Mycroft felt that his self-cultivation was about to fail. Sherlock was always so rebellious, and now there was someone else around him who he couldn't mess with... He could already imagine an even more chaotic life and a more suicidal Sherlock in the end.

"Focus, please." Mycroft reiterated. At this time, the door of the conference room opened again. Steve, Natasha, Thor... Bucky? And three strangers.

"Miss Sylvia Searcy, Mr. Dane Whitman, and Miss Spike, please take a seat." Mycroft said politely, "I'm sorry to ask you to come here in a rather tough way. But you should know that this matter is very serious."

"Mutants... those monsters, we will deal with them." Spike said.

"With just a handful of you?" Mycroft smiled, but he looked very dangerous. He pressed on step by step, "Everyone, do you underestimate the power of modern society and human beings? Do you think you are infallible and that every time you change your identity, it is perfect?"

Looking at Mycroft's current behavior, compared with the previous conversation with me... that conversation in the car, he actually restrained himself a lot?

"You Eternals. Are there more than two dozen of you on Earth right now?"

Mycroft didn't relent "Besides, I guess you're not all that good at fighting."

Circe's hands on the table curled up, and Spike pursed his lips, obviously hit on the point.

"Very good, it seems that we have hope of reaching an agreement."

Forced consistency is still consistency.