As Mycroft read the letter, his eyes scanned the page with incredible speed, taking in every detail. When he finished, he looked up at the messenger.
Holmes chuckled. “And Mycroft has always been the one to push me, Watson. He’s the one who keeps me on my toes.” The Adventure Of Sherlock Holmes Smarter Brothe...
Holmes raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Ah, you must mean my brother, Mycroft. But I’m afraid he’s not available for consultation. He’s currently engaged in…government work.” As Mycroft read the letter, his eyes scanned
“Gentlemen, I have been sent by a wealthy client to seek the assistance of Sherlock Holmes,” the messenger said. “However, it appears that the client has specifically requested the presence of Sherlock’s brother, who is rumored to possess an intellect even sharper than the great detective himself.” “And Mycroft has always been the one to
Mycroft smiled. “Elementary, my dear Watson. It’s simply a matter of training the mind to focus and analyze. Sherlock and I have always had a bit of a rivalry going on, you know. He’s always pushing me to be sharper, to think outside the box.”
Just then, a tall, imposing figure strode into the room. “Ah, Sherlock, I see you’re entertaining guests,” Mycroft said, his voice dripping with sophistication.
“Good heavens, Mycroft, how do you do it?” Watson asked, exasperated. “You’re like a machine, processing information at an incredible rate.”