Chess and Goldfish

"In anyone's eyes, you should be the winner, shouldn't you?"

The curly-haired man shook the wine glass in his hand, and the camel coat was placed on the chair on the left. The two-piece European-style suit on his body was neat and formal, and the double-breasted waist design made the man even more sexy.

He carried the elegance of the most classic British aristocrat in every gesture, but the indifference in his expression revealed the fatal temptation of a man.

Not an opponent.

Eggsy took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of what Harry had said.

He said that Gint Ace is a dangerous person, so dangerous that when you see him, you will feel a sense of disobedience.

Then, you're overwhelmed by his down-to-earth charm.

In any case, it is not his opponent.

"The last battle, lost?" The curly-haired man licked his wine-stained fingers, "Why?"

Eggsy swallowed, turned his face away, "If you lose, you lose. There is no reason."

"Don't dare to shoot?" Gent raised his eyebrows.

"That's my companion." Eggsy took a deep look at him, "You should understand this kind of thing very well, right? I haven't raised it for a long time, but he is my companion, and I can't kill him. "

"He's just a dog—well, I dare say that if I say that, you will throw the glass away." Gent curled his lips, "So I won't say that. Although it can't make you a winner, but, you Must be the one. Well done, kid."

Eggsy raised her head in surprise, her tone was a little hoarse, "I, I thought you..."

"A big villain?" Gent raised his eyebrows amusedly, "Think I'm a villain in a fairy tale? Kill people without blinking an eye, specifically against the Justice League, and then confuse people and get everyone in their pockets?"

Eggsy was speechless, and could only look at the man opposite him in a daze.

The curly-haired man let out a chuckle, the corners of his eyes were raised, and his eyes were full of flirtatious and sharp words, "You are so cute, Eggsy."

"gentlemen……"

"It's Gent." He stretched out his index finger and shook it, "You should trust your first instinct, besides, I have never thought badly about you, I like to make friends."

"..." Eggsy opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that he couldn't say anything. The previous arrogance and presumptuousness could not be shown in front of this person at all.

Than hooligans?He is more than himself.

Than a gentleman?Come on, Harry said he was a gentleman through and through.

Or, hypocrite.

"I treat you with sincerity." Gent raised his glass, made a modest salute, and then drank it down. "But remind me, kid, I'm not a good person."

He's said all the truth, believe it or not, it's up to you.

Eggsy nodded blankly, then put the wine in the glass into his mouth.

Suddenly choked, he coughed dryly for a long time, looking at the orange-yellow liquid in the glass with complicated expressions, bubbling, as if it was about to break through the glass.

The Martini was replaced with Depth Charge 1.

Eggsy glanced at Gent depressed, "You can't blame me anymore?!"

"You look like you need a glass of this very much, am I right?" Gent tilted his head, stroked the sleeves of his suit, and glanced at the very familiar pendant on his neck, "Eggsy , I can't give you any useful advice, but Harry would never like to see you like this."

"You...are you here to be a lobbyist?"

Jin Te frowned, pretending to be puzzled, "Why do people always say that I am going to be a lobbyist recently? Do I seem to have this potential?" After speaking, he laughed again, "My dear, your life will not end here Stop, I look forward to an extraordinary future for you!"

After finishing speaking, he poured the Cuba Libre in his hand into his mouth.

His drinking posture is bold and unrestrained, not the habit of the British, like a cowboy in the American West, or like a leader in a Macau casino.

Gent picked up the coat on one side, and buttoned it up earnestly after putting it on, the red and green scarf didn't look so ridiculous anymore, "I'm leaving first, Harry won't give up on you, keep up, kid. "

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"Professor, the lady's phone number."

Colonel Moran's voice came from the earphones. Gent paused, closed the door of the magic compartment, and sat on the swivel chair and swayed around.

"Come in."

After the phone rang three times, Jin Te picked it up, and a somewhat hoarse female voice came from the other end.

Very sexy and attractive.

"Professor?" Irene Adler always likes to prolong the end of her speech, just like Gent.

"Irene." Gent said lightly.

"Huh?" The lady laughed again, "I thought the professor wasn't someone I knew well, but it doesn't look like that."

"I like talking to smart people." Gent took off the Bluetooth headset and put it in a special box. "But by the way, I don't like your sm, it's not for me."

Irene sighed ambiguously on purpose, "Professor, are you rejecting my love proposal?"

"Don't you also like smart people? Is it really me who you like?"

The other end was silent for a while, "Why do you like to hit straight shots? I thought you liked to circle more. After all, your modus operandi shows this every time. Isn't it?"

Gent tapped the table lightly, and after a while, he said slowly, "Irene, did I tell you something?"

"professor?"

"As a person, I don't like others to speculate on my mind."

three……

two…

一

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A voice suddenly burst out from the Bluetooth headset, "Professor!!! Are you okay???!"

Gent closed the cover and silently removed the phone.

The next second, there was a scream from the phone, and then there was a commotion, various collision sounds, and soon, the phone was hung up.

There was a beep, and there was no sound at all.

"I have to admit that sometimes, the art of explosion is also very good to appreciate." Gent shook his head and threw himself on the bed, "Jim is actually right, I'm about to be shaken~"

Jim said that the most effective means come from the most perfect art.

It's a pity that Gent is just admiring, not imitating.

The phone vibrated, and Gent took it out and glanced at it. It was Irene.

【"Alexander", trade this for a cooperation. ——ia】

"Alexander... alexander..." After silently reading it twice, Gent frowned.

Standing up abruptly from the chair, and walking around the room twice, Gent sighed, took out the Bluetooth headset from the box, and put it in his ear.

"Sebastian, look up a name for me."

[As you wish, my lady. —— jm]

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John has a new girlfriend.

"I can't tell, John." Gent joked.

The speed is breathtaking, this is already the third girlfriend that Gent knows.

"It's very potential, why don't you talk to me more?" Jin Te raised an eyebrow at the fidgeting doctor, his expression was full of ambiguity.

Sherlock pulled Gent away with a bad face, his face was almost on Watson's face!

The doctor heaved a sigh of relief, and glanced at Sherlock gratefully. The latter snorted at the doctor coldly, turned his head proudly, and continued to play the violin.

Mrs. Hudson came up to greet Gent, saying that she hadn't seen Gent since Thanksgiving, and she really missed Yunyun.

"Don't worry too much ma'am, I will spend Christmas with you."

"Oh!" The gray-haired lady exclaimed, covered her mouth, and almost had tears in her eyes, "Honey, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this sentence. Said to come with me, Sherlock and John, oh, last year they almost screwed up this Christmas, I struggled to clean up for a long time, although I was very happy, but I want to say this year, Gent, this year you will definitely not let them What a mess, right!"

Jin Te was taken aback, nodded with a smile, and gave the sensitive wife a hug, "Ma'am, don't worry, I will convince them."

"Oh, Gent, you are so cute." Mrs. Hudson hurriedly gave him a kiss on the cheek, and walked out happily, saying that she was going to prepare a rich afternoon tea for the lovely golden baby.

"Babyking?" Sherlock exhaled through his nose, and gave Curly a mocking look.

Gent asked Watson with his eyes: Why is he like this again?

Watson: I took the wrong medicine, what else can I do?

Gent's grievance: Am I going back to before liberation?Why is he doing this to me again!

Watson curled his lips and signaled Gent to pay attention to Sherlock's facial expression: He is definitely jealous, Sherlock always loves to do these things, doesn't he?Gaining attention and such...

Gent laughed out loud, coughed a few times, and noticed that Sherlock's ears moved, "Sherly."

"Shut up! My name is Sherlock, are your ears deaf?!" Sherlock was furious, "Who told you! Mycroft? Aha, I knew it, that fat man never did it Business!"

The man jumped up from the sofa and punched Gent in the face. The latter quickly backed away, lost his balance, stepped on the bottle on the ground, and then leaned forward and slid into the man's tight embrace.

Sherlock gave a sharp pause and reflexively supported Gent.

It feels like the world is frozen.

Watson was dumbfounded, and slapped himself on the face, "I didn't see anything! Go ahead."

In the next second, he rushed out the door.

Is it going to rain red? !Sherlock took the initiative to embrace Gent! ! !Be sure to tell Greg this big news! !

inside the door.

Sherlock pushed Gent away with a dark face, and the little curly hair was pushed by him, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he sat on the ground.

The man stared at him condescendingly, "Is it fun?"

"It's fun." He reached out and curled his hair, "Sherlock, you proposed a game, but you always break the rules and interfere with your opponents. How do you explain this?"

As soon as the words fell, Sherlock's face was suddenly blank, and even faintly turned pale.

The corners of his lips were tightened, his already gray eyes became lighter in color, widened, his pupils constricted, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, looking a little scary and fierce.

"I will win."

Saying it is a statement is more like convincing yourself.

No, he is lying.

For the first time, Sherlock Holmes made an unpredictable judgment.

He found that he seemed to be unable to control the chessboard.

In other words, it is very likely that the general will be killed in the next second.

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- you push me!

--……Not intentional.