Chess and Goldfish

Hypnotists have their own unique techniques.

For example, with sound, with pictures, with action.

Gent has the best hypnotism teacher in the world, and he can learn the most comprehensive knowledge.

Hypnosis is actually not something difficult to see. Some good psychiatrists have learned it, such as Dr. Hannibal Lecter.

No matter how powerful a person is, there are also weaknesses, just like Mr. CAM, Charles Augustus Magnussen, he has an unknown secret room, and everyone thinks that he hides everyone's information in the secret room, because he It is always easy to use other people's weaknesses as oppressive points, so as to achieve their own goals.

Fraudster, he's done well.

But such a person is more cautious about the brain, because his secret room is his brain, and it is his proud memory.

Gent saw this right, and kept reminding him with sound, behavior, language, and pictures in the past few days, hey, it's time to solve himself, and let the secret be sealed in his brain forever.

The moment the gunshot sounded, Magnussen woke up. He widened his eyes, tightly covered the bloody hole in his stomach, and opened his mouth to say something. Jin Te narrowed his eyes and took the weapon from his hand. Pushing Sherlock and Mary away.

Mr. Detective wanted to say something else, and Gent immediately said, "Your brother will handle it. Now, you need to think about how to explain it to John, and you, Mrs. Watson, you underestimate John, isn't he A man who can't take anything."

Mycroft's name is a gold-lettered signboard, and Sherlock looked at Gent fixedly, thinking in his heart what would happen if he went back to find Magnussen, and if he waited for that fatty Mycroft, the result would be another what's the situation.

In the end, he chose to sneak back while Gent was not paying attention.

Where Sherlock didn't see it, Gent took a peek at him, and then the corners of his lips curled up.

Go, let me see what you can find ╮(╯▽╰)╭

As it turned out, nothing could be found.

The big detective walked around Magnussen's room several times with a dark face. The computer was invaded, the data files were turned over, people disappeared, the blood was cleaned up, and there was no strange smell in the air. This is indeed true. Handwriting of the British government.

What is the purpose?What is the purpose?

The British government should not intervene in the case of a fraudster unless he really has information that is not good for the country.

Combining the news that Sherlock had browsed in the past few days and Mycroft's cautious attitude, he narrowed his eyes and instantly understood what his brother, a small government clerk, wanted.

But...how could it be in Magnussen's hands?

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"Stupid, I sent it to the wrong person." Gent rolled his eyes and said, "It was just an accident."

Sherlock knew that Gent was actually doing things for Mycroft, and he hated that fat man trying to control his life, but Gent would not touch Sherlock's bottom line when he did things.

For example, he would never help Mycroft spy on Sherlock, or his attitude towards Sherlock and the case was always conniving.

But even so, Sherlock's suspicion and curiosity about Gent never dissipated a little bit.

For example, this time, why is he with Magnussen?Why did you meet CAM secretly?Have you seen it so many times?Why did he stop Magnussen from talking?

"... Moriarty."

Gent froze, "What?"

Sherlock looked back thoughtfully, "No, it's nothing. I'm just getting more and more curious. What does that Mr. Moriarty have to do with Mr. Magnuson? And what does it have to do with state secrets."

Gent shook his head, pretending to be calm, "How would I know this, I haven't seen that gentleman before."

Sherlock squinted his eyes, and decided not to expose the man's clumsy lies. In any case, he had already determined that Gent had a relationship with Moriarty, either by himself or by cooperation.

That's good, there's something new to be busy with.

His brain is working at high speed again, and the feeling of not stopping thinking like this is really wonderful!

There was a tinge of redness on Sherlock's pale face, and his nervous eyes stared at Gent sharply, "So, what are you looking for? What is Magnussen holding? The code pair for the 'Sun Project' wrong?"

Gent was dumbfounded.

The man's eyes became brighter and he was obviously excited, "Is he stupid? Did he send it to the wrong person? No, no, Gent, you can't fool me. It was the sender who sent it to the right recipient, but unfortunately, This man has been defrauded by Mr. Magnuson, and this is one of the information he obtained from extortion, and you, or that fat man Mycroft, got the news and went to test him, wanting to Take it back from him."

"It was indeed an accident."

Sherlock paused, and he still couldn't figure out one thing. How did Gent know that Magnussen would come up with this news?What deal between them would allow a greedy businessman to come up with information he couldn't accurately value?

Moriarty.

In the end, it turned around to Moriarty.

That is, the least likely thing is the most likely thing.

The so-called "Napoleon of crime" was actually cooperating with the British government.

Use a "master key" that does not exist at all to lure Magnussen, a fraudster, into the bait, and use it in exchange for the password of the "Sun Project".

This also explains why a criminal had no interest in the money in the Bank of Scotland, did not destroy anything, but just hacked into the London database and took some corporate documents.

They are going to blame Magnussen!

Make Magnussen "Moriarty."

Well, that sounds absurd, because a lot of people have met Moriarty.

But it’s enough for the masses to believe it. The high-level or underworld people just smile at this kind of thing and let it go. As long as the citizens of London believe that Moriarty has been brought to justice.

Even if some smart people can see that Magnussen is just a scapegoat, they can't say anything, because everyone believes that there must be a cooperative relationship between Magnussen and Moriarty.

How else to explain those who have been scammed? !

Sherlock couldn't help applauding him in his heart, it was really a good idea.

His blood began to boil faintly, such an opponent, such a person was by his side, and he became excited just thinking about it.

"Right?" Sherlock stopped talking about Moriarty's speculation, and looked at Gent, not letting go of the expression on Curly's face.

Jin Te thought that the man was really looking for praise, so he couldn't help laughing, "All hits."

"Hmph." Sherlock snorted coldly, closed his mouth and did not speak again.

Gent poked his face with great interest, "So big detective, guess who the real recipient is?"

"It will not be Ms. Smallwood, nor Mr. Castroman. They are all ordinary politicians or entrepreneurs. It is very simple. Among the people who have been in contact with Magnuson recently, only some People in parliament most likely, or some diplomats."

Gent blinked, "You're awesome!"

Sherlock: "..." I really want to hit him.

"I'm not interested in letting that fat man check it out himself."

Jin Te gave him a meaningful look, "You better really not be interested."

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Gent went to Russia.

He walked away without a sound.

It was John who couldn't take his time and knocked on Gent's door, only to find that there was no one at home.

Sherlock's complexion was very bad. A big living person disappeared in front of his eyes, but he didn't know it at all. This feeling was really terrible.

"Sherlock, do you know where Gent went?" John frowned, "Did you make him angry again?"

"I made him angry?!" Sherlock gritted his teeth, "Do you think I've talked to him recently?!"

"Don't be like this, Sherlock, every time you see Gent, you always look like this, even if he is your boyfriend, he can't stand you like this!" John said angrily, "Besides, he saved you and saved you for you." Bullet - oh, I'm going to apologize to him for mentioning that, Mary really blames herself."

"None of my business." Sherlock said impatiently.

"Come on! It's none of your business!" John said, "Look at Genin, what you have done yourself! I knew she was a shield, and you did something like this to solve a case! How heartbreaking! Not only It's Jining, look, Jin Te was also mad at you, right?!"

Sherlock ignored him and took out a letter from Gent's mailbox, which was for himself.

He opened it and it read:

[Sherlock Honey:

Since we are still in the Cold War, I will not tell you my whereabouts. Your brother will not provide you with my information, and you will not be able to find out.

Take a good hard look at what you've done lately, it's so heartbreaking.

If this happens again, we'll break up!I have the final say!

Your Sweet Boy: Gent]

Hiss————

John stared dumbfounded as Sherlock tore up the letter paper in his hand expressionlessly, and strode back to 221B Baker Street, full of momentum, the black robe billowing, and the door slamming with a crack.

Angry, this is definitely angry!

You deserve it, whoever asked you to propose to Jining offended Jin Te~

The doctor gloated and rubbed his head. The instinct of the beast told him that he should not go back to Baker Street today.

Mary was still waiting for him.

And the other side——

Gent's plane had landed at Moscow's Sheremetyevo International Airport.

Not many people came to pick up the plane, but there were a few blonde girls holding signs with words like "We love you, the greatest magician" and "Welcome to Moscow".

Seeing Jin Te appear, several girls screamed out immediately, and those who didn't know thought it was a celebrity.

Clear Angie...

The smile in Gent's eyes deepened. Since the last performance in the United States, Klee has created a series of star effects for him.

He is no stranger to fan support. It reminded him of the wonderful feeling of being surrounded by everyone in his previous life.

"My beautiful girls." Gent cleared his throat, handed the salute to the person sent by Mycroft, then raised his hand and waved it twice, a rain of red roses fell from the sky It fell down, and sprinkled on people's heads and bodies.

The Russian girl screamed, and the smile on Gent's lips became more and more attractive. He lowered his voice and bowed slightly, "I'll be waiting for you on Wednesday night."

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——Brother at the airport: Hey hey hey!you!The one that destroys hygiene!Clean up the roses for me!

——Gint panicked: Sherlock save me!

The author has something to say: Jinte is dying all the time_(:зゝ∠)_

And, how can I be so happy when I'm about to fall off the horse

Final exam tomorrow, I guess I might update it

Save a manuscript today 2333

wish me luck amen