Chess and Goldfish

Mycroft got word that the source of the message code was Russia.

According to what he meant, he hoped that Gent could help to take a look. After all, Russia is not the territory of the United Kingdom, and Mycroft's hands are not that long.

But consulting a criminal is different, he is a man with a criminal network!

Gent proudly raised his chest, but still kept a reserved smile, "What can you give me?"

Mycroft was shocked by his shamelessness, oh shit, I agree that you messed with my brother, you have to push further? !You can't be like this, you will lose Sherlock!

The elegant British government could not say such a thing, so he told Gent, "Money or power, sex or love."

Gent expressed disdain, "This is the villain's line, you will make them lose their jobs!"

Mycroft: "..."

Jin Te grinned, "How about this? I don't need bodyguards to protect me recently, so you remove the people around me?"

Of course, Gent would not believe that this big brother with a strong desire for control would agree with what he said, but he still acted like he would.

For example, remove the protector on the bright side and replace it with the highest level of surveillance.

But those gents can’t see it, out of sight, out of mind ╮(╯_╰)╭

Moreover, if he really removed the monitoring, Jin Te would have to worry, he is such a handsome young man, if something happens to him, who will save him!

"Yes." The British government nodded, "But this time when you go to Russia, the people around you will be replaced by mine—to protect you. Are you okay?"

"Of course!" Gent agreed with a smile, "I just remembered that I have a performance in Russia next week."

Mycroft: "..." Then you act as if you don't want to go? ? ?

He was defeated, he was defeated by Gent's shamelessness.

Mycroft waved his hands in frustration, signaling for this person to get out of his eyes quickly, and he was worried that he would be blind if he looked at it for a second.

On the contrary, Jin Te was in a good mood, and gave his future big brother a huge hug—it was just a gesture of Bibi. He didn't dare to really hug him, and then walked away with his buttocks twisted.

Standing at London Heathrow Airport, Gent felt a sense of desolation.

Oh look at our dirty dealings!I am completely unclean!

It takes about seven hours to fly directly from London to Moscow. Gent fell asleep drowsily, but he kept playing things from his previous life in his mind.

He met his masters, and it was their pride to introduce Gent to the world as their disciple on that stage.It was also from that time that Gent enjoyed the stage. He was born to be a man who should live on the stage.

He also saw his long past, long before the masters adopted him, he was adopted from an orphanage, then abandoned and returned to the orphanage again, growing up to be a gangster in New York City, fighting and swearing Turns out, Gent wouldn't be Gent if he hadn't met Dylan.

Dylan touched his head and told him, "Kingt, you are KING."

Rubbing his eyes and waking up, Gent shook his head in a daze, and followed the people sent by Mycroft out of the airport.

The man told him that the magic show this time was of secondary importance, mainly for the sealed document.

Gent was not happy when he heard it, and kept rolling his eyes at him, "Your boss threw you to me to tell you that I am the boss, and I have the final say! Secret documents are important, and magic shows are even more important! If you dare to destroy me performance, I will sell your news to the Russian arms party!"

The man was so frightened that he dared not dare. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Professor Moriarty's name represented death and judgment.

Jin Te smiled with satisfaction, his heart was extremely dark, the damn fat man actually wanted to ruin my performance, you just wait for me!

Although he was dissatisfied with Mycroft in his heart, his request still had to be met. On the day of the performance, he listened to the staff talking about who came to see.

Mycroft said the sender of the message was a man named "Ilya Fotolyak Stasievich," a Russian political figure who, according to sources, was also a Russian one of the arms dealers.

So when the staff said that the lady from the "Staseyevich" family came to the show this time, Gent blushed with excitement, and was confessed by the little girl on the side.

Jinte: "..." Sorry, I'm crooked.

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Jin Te's performance costume was customized by the organizer. There are gold threads hidden in the black suit. Whenever there is a movement, it will sparkle and catch people's eyes. Jin Te nodded with satisfaction. He is a coquettish man who enjoys the attention of everyone.

Finally, after thinking about it, Gent still asked for a mask, which only covered half of his face, revealing his tall nose bridge and red lips.

It looked very attractive, but he himself didn't know it.

On the day of the performance, Gent stood on the stage, talking and observing the person sitting in the box on the right. The only girl should be Miss Shayeva, the daughter of Ilya Stasievich, and this lady The man with the exact same face shape is Ilya.

There was a third person in the box. Gent glanced at him and remembered his appearance, then looked away.

He curled his mouth and said softly, "Dear gentlemen and ladies, let's start tonight's carnival!"

With the sound of applause and cheers, Jinte's smile gradually widened. He was like the most dazzling diamond, releasing a scorching light. The people around him stared at him closely. People are born to belong to the stage.

The curly-haired man raised his chin confidently, and asked someone to bring the huge water basin onto the stage, "I will put on a protective suit and lie in it, and my assistant will use liquid nitrogen to instantly freeze the water into ice, and then put This ice is pierced, use this - an electric drill." Gent was wearing a protective suit while talking, "Then, what I need to do is to escape from the ice."

"I call it - FrozenWorld (frozen world)."

The magician wore a thick orange protective suit and lay quietly in a special water basin. Three assistants poured liquid nitrogen into the water basin at the same time. A white mist floated up, and the cold feeling climbed up the bone marrow.

Several timid girls started screaming, they were worried that their idol magician would be frozen to death in the ice.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally, the white mist dissipated, the assistants cut open the basin, and a whole piece of ice appeared in front of the audience.

Inside the crystal clear cube, there is a man with closed eyes. He is dressed in orange and has fangs and claws. He sleeps quietly in the ice. His appearance can only be described as quiet and beautiful.

The restless audience gradually quieted down, and everyone held their breath and stared at the ice cubes on the stage.

The assistants looked at each other, picked up the 1.7-meter-long electric drill from the side, and when it was plugged in, the electric drill made a buzzing sound.

The audience gasped, and saw the assistant holding the electric drill steadily and getting close to the ice.

There was a loud noise when the electric drill bit was inserted into the ice, and the ice chips splashed around with the drill bit of the electric drill, and a tapered hole was cut in a few tens of seconds.

Without blinking his eyes, the assistant pushed all the electric drills into the ice. The remaining two assistants pushed the electric drills from both sides respectively. It was all smashed, and pieces of ice fell onto the stage, and among those large and small ice cubes, there were also orange clothes and brown-black hair.

There was silence in the audience. After a long time, everyone started screaming, crying, and shouting Gent's name. Some crazy fans even wanted to rush to the stage to find someone.

"Hey! My sweethearts, where are you looking?"

The magician's sexy voice rang out from the radio, and the audience turned their heads suddenly and began to search around. One person pointed to the box in the distance, "Over there!! Look!!!"

The magician in a suit was sitting on the railing outside the box, and he smiled impudently at the audience. He winked and said, "Surprise——!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was boiling, and all the cheers were shouting the name of Jinte.

The little curly raised his eyebrows, and gave Mycroft's assistant, who was hiding in the darkness, a smug look. The latter ignored him at all and acted as if he hadn't seen anything.

"My God! This is so amazing!!" A girl's voice pierced through his ear, Jin Te raised his eyebrows, and looked over with a wanton smile. Sure enough, it was Miss Stasievic .

Jin Te widened his smile, "It's my honor to be appreciated by a beautiful lady like you."

"Oh! You are really good at talking!" Miss Stasievich's eyes were bright, and her slightly red cheeks showed her small thoughts.

Ke Jinte is a crook →_→

He just glanced at it twice, and didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he kept paying attention to Mr. Stasievic's movements.

The unknown gentleman next to him said something, and Gent was taken aback. This accent... American?

In order to hide the identity of Professor Moriarty himself, he has been working as an American magician Gent, so he speaks an authentic New York accent, including black humor and pornographic jokes, all of which are very American.

Because he was an American himself, he was familiar with all these things.

So Gent could also hear that although the man next to Ilya Stasievic tried his best to use a Central American accent, he still revealed his identity.

At the curtain call, Gent did not return to the stage, but sat on the railing outside the box in a very dangerous posture, molesting his little fans.

But his ears were pricked up to listen to the conversation in the box, and he really gained a lot.

"...where are the goods?"

"...London... in no hurry."

"Don't say here..."

"...Thank you...Sam..."

Sam?

Uncle Sam?

Jin Te's face was weird, poof, this man really knows how to name names.

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——Caught your little tail~

— Mike: Be careful what you do.

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