Chess and Goldfish

"Sherlock!"

The grey-haired inspector finally relaxed his frown when he saw the person coming. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, "Sherlock."

"How? Is the bank vault open? Is there any money in it? Where's the gold bullion? Did anyone see who opened the door? Or were there casualties? How did the money get removed?"

Inspector Lestrade's mouth was opened by the blatant question, and he raised his hand to stop Sherlock from continuing to ask, "Nothing!" He said word by word, "No Sherlock, I mean, There were no casualties, no banknotes were taken away, nothing was captured by the surveillance cameras, just a moment later, the doors opened, all the doors, vaults, counters, all of them! All of them!"

In the end, the detective roared out, cursed "shit" and slammed the trash can on the side of the road, he took a deep breath, "Sherlock! You have to investigate this matter carefully! We can't allow this It happened in London, no matter what the man said the master key existed or not, it must be handed over to the police, and! That man must also be brought to justice!"

Sherlock sneered, "If that's the case, then I'm more sure that that person is demonstrating."

"Demonstration?"

"That's right, it's a demonstration. They wanted to lure me into the bait, so they came up with this show, this little trick... Humph."

Sherlock firmly believed that this was done by the "mysterious man", but he didn't believe that there was such a key.

But soon, he was slapped in the face.

"Why!?" Mr. Detective pulled his hair fiercely, "How did he manage to open the database and the Bank of Scotland at the same time!? There must be an accomplice!"

That's right, when everyone from Scotland Yard rushed to the Bank of Scotland, the door of the London Data Reserve Office was opened at the same time. Sides are slightly different.

There are a lot of things in the bank, but in the database, information about business failures and capitalists in recent years has been lost.

Sherlock silently stared at the board in front of him, on which were the photos of several people firmly fixed by nails.

"John, have you seen these people?"

"No." John shook his head, "Sherlock, if you really don't think so, maybe this kind of key really exists? For example, some program software has invaded these firewalls."

Of course Sherlock thought of that, but he didn't want to believe that someone actually made something like this just to play with him.

...Or, in the name of playing games, secretly doing some shady things.

"Then as long as we can find the person who took the information from the database." Sherlock took a deep breath, "Look here."

John was taken aback, leaned over to look at the wall, and took a deep breath after seeing it, "This is...Ms. Smallwood?!" John widened his eyes in disbelief, "She, her information was also taken Take it away!?"

Mr. Detective raised his fingers and said in a firm tone, "I checked the correlation between these people, and besides being very rich, they also have a very obvious common feature - they have more or less contact with Marin."

"Sorry." John said with a confused face, "Who is Marin?"

Sherlock tilted his head, "A fraudster?"

John: "..." The doctor couldn't help it, but the doctor said helplessly, "It's Magnussen!"

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Sherlock fell back and naturally lay on his back on the sofa, closed his eyes gently, and let his long curly hair droop on his eyelids, "It seems that Genin's plan is still going on, Mag Knudsen is not that simple."

Seeing his half-dead appearance, John gritted his teeth, "Do you remember his name now?"

Hearing this, Sherlock raised his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance, meaning that I only remember the names of important people.

John was so angry that he couldn't help stabbing him, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Gent in the past two days! I don't know what he's busy with?"

Gent said that he had something to deal with, so John was asked to take care of the house, and the little doctor helped to keep an eye on it for a long time, but no one had ever been in or out of the house.

Sherlock lifted his upper lip, his disdainful attitude was obvious, and then he took out a letter from his pocket, "Obviously, you are very unqualified as a watcher, fortunately you didn't cooperate with Mycroft, otherwise He will definitely feel that you have humiliated him."

John: "..." Today is not the time to talk to the detective.

Looking at the letter, John was very surprised, "Where did you find it!? It was for Gent? I didn't see anyone coming!"

"The letter box downstairs. There are so many pedestrians here, that person just needs to find someone who is quicker to put this letter in, and what he does is unknown."

The mailbox at 222B Baker Street is the one near the road. If there are more people standing there to cross the road, it is really easy to put a letter in.

"So, do you know where Gent has gone?" John opened the letter, and there was a credit card bill inside. He shrugged and stuffed it back. After spending a long time with Sherlock, he felt at ease even reading other people's letters.

John Watson!you wake up!This is wrong!Do you know about violating other people's privacy?

"You know it without reading the letter." Sherlock said, "The Christmas holiday is over, and the University of Westminster has started. As a 'principal' professor, he needs to go to class. Given that the University of Westminster The official website of the website issued a notice about the fieldtrip departments and awards, and Gent needs to take the group of stupid boys to... ha, an outing."

The man who was waiting to be praised closed his eyes, but he heard his co-tenant say quietly, "Sherlock, you... you really care about Gent..."

Sherlock: "..."

I really want to shut his mouth!

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Will Gent take the kids on an outing?

——The answer is of course!

He is the kindest and most approachable professor!

The little curly hair is complacent, but even if he goes out to do fieldtrips, he has not lost any of the information he should know. He is such an awesome person!

The "□□" incident was played very big. Afterwards, Mycroft gave him a big roll of the eyes. Obviously, he did too much, and he had to accept the meeting between the Queen and the Prime Minister.

Gent found something for the British government to do, and even slapped Scotland Yard in the face. Even a high-ranking person couldn't stand it. This is a matter of face for the decent forces of Britain.

So in order not to make it too difficult for the future brother-in-law, Gent kindly took away some of the items in the database, "just enough" to blame Mr. Magnussen.

With the person who topped the tank, Mycroft's mood improved a lot, so he deliberately dragged his brother into the water, dumped the matter to him, and then stood aside to watch the joke.

Oh, Miss Genin and Mr. Gent compete on the same stage!Love rivals are extremely jealous when they meet. This drama should not be too good-looking!

It's even better than the opening of Victoria's Secret!

The boss of the Holmes family was full of bad water, and his smile turned pale.

Let you not listen to Lao Tzu!Let you call me fat every day!Let me bear if you have nothing to do!Look, have you been punished?

Just when Sherlock was busy looking for an opportunity to enter Magnussen's office, Gent finally ended his stupid outing. When he just returned to 222B Baker Street, he received Magnuson's back foot. invitation.

It was the same place as last time. The man said that he hadn't seen the professor for a long time and wanted to meet and chat.

Long time no see, will you get close!

Gent rolled his eyes, but still went to see someone.

After all, he is the one who takes the blame, at least give him some face before he leaves _(:зゝ∠)_

He is the kindest, isn't he?

Jin Te shook his upturned Erlang legs, and buckled his fingers on the wooden sofa armrests. The sparse rhythm sounded, or true love is eternal. He hummed and squinted at that person.

"Why, have you changed your mind?"

Magnussen is not angry either. He is the most flexible person. After all, in the fraud business, what if he is not thick-skinned?

So the man pushed the elegant frame, smiled very flatteringly and gently, "Professor, I was wrong. I was too cautious before, which made the professor feel uncomfortable. Oh, it's my fault, my fault!"

Gent sneered, "Oh? Are you saying I'm too reckless? Or too stupid and not as smart as you?"

Magnuson was startled, "No! How is that possible!" He narrowed his eyes, but his body slowly tensed up. No one could relax when facing Professor Moriarty.

"Really? It seems that you really want to die..." said slowly, Jin Te glanced at him with a half-smile, and the word "die" was bitten by him very clearly.

It's a pity that this person didn't find out...

A few years ago, the professor's demeanor and means calmed down the criminal world in London, and everyone regarded him as a guest of honour. He reached an unimaginable height, out of his clever head, and his punishment method is as good as anyone's Also very attractive.

Magnussen didn't dare to bet. He knew that this man was extremely fast, steady and ruthless, and his bullets had no eyes. A man over half a century old would definitely not be able to beat the man in front of him. Although he came by himself, he might be right outside the window. , Countless people pointed their laser guns at their heads, as long as he made a sound, their lives would be gone.

Professor Moriarty doesn't need an excuse, he's crazy.

Magnussen pulled the corner of his mouth hard, "Okay, professor, stop joking, didn't we agree to make a deal? You see, the bullet has no eyes. It is a small matter to hurt me. It hurts yourself, Sherlock. Mr. Holmes will be sad, too?"

Hearing this, Gent was really surprised. He looked at Magnussen curiously, "I found out that you are really not afraid of me, and you dare to talk about Sherlock."

Magnussen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had won the bet again, his eyes hidden behind the glasses flickered, and his tone became humble again, "Professor, I'm just worried about you."

Jin Te snorted twice, but he was also relieved in his heart. Since the man had revealed his weaknesses, he gave him a step down. After all, Jin Te himself was planning to make a deal.

"Since you don't want to 'die', tell me about your transaction?"

——You still have to take the blame, who will I turn to if I kill you! ?

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——Hey, look, I tried my best to clear my name just to be with you!

--oh?So how do you explain the provocation on TV?