Chess and Goldfish

United States, New York.

"How did you come?"

Looking at Gent with a calm expression on the opposite side, Kerry Angie asked with a headache.

"Come over for Christmas, can't you?"

"It's been 800 years." Klee rolled his eyes, and couldn't hide the absurdity on his pale face. "But I still want to say, Merry Christmas, Gent."

"You too, Angel." Gent propped his cheek with one hand and held his wine glass with the other.

After Christmas, Gent came to the United States. He intended to come to see Irene Adler. Will found an identity for her. If she can live in peace, she can live like this. .

But Jin Te knew that that woman would not be peaceful, and she had the same wildness as Sherlock in her blood.

Usually, Gent likes to call this death.

The intention is the intention, and now his goal is not just Ms. Adler.

"How is Mrs. Angie?" Klee is a single-parent family. His father passed away very early. Mrs. Anji is a woman who insists on supporting a family and providing Klee with the best.

When mentioning his mother, Klee's expression softened a lot, "She's pretty good, I signed up for a yoga class for her recently, and she insisted on practicing yoga with those aunts and aunts."

Gent laughed when he heard it, "It seems that some people didn't disturb your life."

Clay paused, and a smile appeared on his pale face, "I think I can probably handle it."

The "certain people" mentioned by Gent naturally refers to Irene Adler. Will gave him the status of immigrating to the United States from Canada, and in terms of taxation, Klee said that he could help and give Irene Adler got a job at a magic shop.

Jin Te looked at this friend curiously, as if he had never gotten to know him well these years, "Do you know who she is?"

"What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?" Klee smiled, not caring much about it.

"Aren't you curious? Why did I arrange her to the United States? Are you not worried about what damage she will cause to the magic shop?"

Klee seemed to be happier, "What you said is nothing at all. Have you forgotten when I met you? Speaking of danger, I think you, the little golden dragon, are much more dangerous than her."

Clay paused, "As for the magic shop, she is good-looking and can bring me more benefits, why not?"

Gent rubbed his brows and feet with a headache, "Okay, my angel, you always have a lot of reasons to wait for me, and I'm too lazy to argue with you."

"That's why you can't tell me."

Gent touched the salt stains on the side of the glass. Margaret's color was very beautiful under the light. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I still want to see her."

"Didn't you fall in love with the man from the Holmes family? Why, now you're with this woman again, huh?"

Jin Te justly reprimanded him for his filthiness, and said solemnly, "She is a rival in love, and I am here to show off."

Clear Angie: "..." I'm an idiot to believe you.

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"……professor."

Irene Adler walked in, looking at the little man sitting on the sofa with a complicated expression.

His black down coat was open, and inside was a blue and white striped sweater, and his brown boots were dangling up and down because the owner was crossing his legs.

The curly-haired man was humming an unknown tune, his big eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked very intoxicated. His tall nose cast a shadow on his face, and his slightly pale lips were slightly pursed, looking extremely sexy.

She had to admit that she had lost her sight, but she also had to admit that her vision was not bad, because the professor was Irene's "first love".

She admired this man with the name "professor".

There is no criminal who does not like the professor, he is their savior.

As for the anecdotes between Sherlock Holmes and him... Irene said that she didn't want to know.

Ginter Sherlock's boyfriend Ace, who had met once, turned out to be the "professor" he knew. This fact made Irene Adler pale.

No matter how smart she was, she would never have guessed that there was another person in the shell of the former "convict criminal".

"Irene~" On the contrary, seeing Irene, Gent was in a very good mood, and even selectively forgot that he had bombed other people's houses.

——According to Gent's words, it's not a big deal if no one dies, so he didn't bother to care about what Adler was guessing in his mind.

"I didn't expect it to be you." Irene Adler, who had calmed down, took a deep breath, took out a set of baked porcelain cups from the cabinet of the magic shop, and placed them in front of Jint.

Maybe it was a little different from the person she imagined, or she still didn't believe that the professor appeared in front of her like this, and Irene's nervous mood gradually calmed down.

"It's not that hard to imagine, is it?" Jin Te pursed his lips and smiled, a shallow dimple appeared on his cheek.

Erin lowered her eyelashes, "You just came to see me? No other questions?"

Gent laughed silently.

"Sure enough." The sexy lady sighed, and returned to the familiar appearance of Gent. She glanced at him with a half-smile, and the sarcasm on her lips became wider and wider. "It seems that the professor is still a professor. My use value has not been squeezed out."

"Irene, you're fine." Gent sighed slowly with a sanctimonious look, "I'm just doing a good deed."

After holding back, Adler snorted lightly, "You are helping that Holmes!"

"Don't you like Sherlock?" Gent pretended to be surprised.

Irene stroked her hair, and squinted at him with the corner of her eyes, "Don't misinterpret what I mean, you know I'm talking about Mycroft." As soon as this name was mentioned, Irene became angry, and she still remembered the man His face is not as sinister as those of them who are born to be evil, he is a politician.

Politics is a peacock.

It looks glamorous from the front, but from the back, it is a butt.

"I didn't expect that you would cooperate with him." Irene looked at Gent condescendingly, "Professor, I look down on you from the bottom of my heart."

The professor who drove the criminals crazy, the professor who was regarded as "God" by all criminals, the professor with unlimited talents and possibilities, turned out to be like this, fearful, without courage, and lost his shining point, then he still called Should I be a professor?

"You don't deserve that title."

Jin Te sat there without moving, but the smile on his face faded a little.

"Irene, I'm different from you." He felt a little sad. Does he have to live according to his life trajectory after becoming Moriarty?

He helped Moriarty realize his wish, directed four plays for him, and fought against Sherlock. Couldn't he live according to his wish?

"I know what I'm doing." He just doesn't want to face the truth, not take responsibility, even though it doesn't sound like much of a difference.

Jin Te closed his eyes, "Okay, give me the list. It's not safe to put those things in your hands. You know, if they are discovered, they will only kill you."

Irene gave him a disdainful look, "Of course I don't want this, you can use it to curry favor with the British government!"

"Those will kill you." Gent shook his head and repeated what he said just now, "You know better than anyone else."

The sexy lady touched the corners of her eyes, "I thought we would cooperate and have fun."

"I can cooperate with you, and I can also cooperate with others." Jinte frowned, and suddenly became a little angry, "Don't push yourself too much, Erin, although I don't have the right to control your life, please give it to me." I have enough respect, given that I'm not a good-tempered person."

That is to say, but everyone knows recently that Professor Moriarty's temper has improved a lot, and he has become less like him.

After all, she was someone she once admired, and Irene's eyes softened a little when she looked at Jinte, but soon cooled down, "Then I would like to see the professor's demeanor more, and - why do you attract that man?" Department-child?"

"I am who I am."

……

Gent is gone.

Kerry walked to her side silently, paused and said, "He saved you."

Erin remained silent, staring blankly at the floor.

"You shouldn't have said that about him."

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"Can't I be a good man?" Gent hung up the phone expressionlessly, and hated Moriarty's men even more.

At this time, he missed Dylan terribly.

Knowing that he shouldn't have such weak thoughts, Jin Te couldn't help but make a bitter face.

The most affectionate prodigal son, the most affectionate.

Gent went to the United States during the Christmas holiday, and when he returned, he could just catch up with the New Year.

There is nothing special about New Year’s in the United States. Times Square in New York is always full of people, and there is carnival here during the New Year’s Eve, but other times, it is not much different from ordinary commercial centers.

Everyone has their own things to do, and no one will be distracted for anyone.

Gent went to a medical school in Manhattan. There was a huge spherical design laboratory on the top floor, which was pure white.

He bent the corner of his mouth, feeling that he was completely stumped.

Mycroft's phone call came suddenly. Gent passed on the list he got from Irene to the British government. It was also a small gift from him. Without these, Irene would not be targeted. .

When I returned to England, John came to pick me up, and Mary was with him. She has short blond hair and a beautiful smile. She is not a typical beauty, but she is very temperamental. The unique taste can indeed attract people. A man like John.

Gent smiled at her, and Mary returned him a meaningful smile, which made Gent stunned and confused.

He seemed to remember that Mycroft said that he needed to investigate this woman, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Now it seems that Sherlock's judgment is indeed correct.

"I'm going to Mary's tonight." John winked at him. "Sherlock is alone at home, and Mrs. Hudson is hard of hearing."

Gent, who understands John's inner activities very well: "..."

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- Take care of your co-tenants!He has a big brain!

—I see something wrong with you too.