Chess and Goldfish

Sebastian Moran's loyal dog attributes are fully displayed in front of Moriarty.

Gent felt that if he said that Jim Moriarty was dead, he would be cut to pieces by Colonel Moran every minute.

——Since I am a war scum.

"You know that I am proficient in hypnotism." Gent was silent for a while, and said, "Then do you know why I am proficient in it?"

Moran looked at the familiar face, his eyes paused on the blood on his lips, and he let go of the gun in his hand, "Because of yourself?"

"It's not too stupid." Gent chuckled, "I don't need to say more about the relationship between the main personality and the sub-personality? Mr. Victor Wood and your contribution, you don't know .”

Moran's face changed, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Gent sneer again, "Why, I didn't expect such a thing to happen to your professor? Don't be stupid, God is always fair, he His ability is enough to support his ambition, but unfortunately, what he wants is Sherlock Holmes."

Gent moved his ears, as if he heard the siren of the police car at the door, a smile appeared in his eyes, "Mo Lan, let's make a deal, maybe, he will come back."

The man looked at him deeply, "...Are you serious?"

A lie needs to be half-truth, half-false, so as not to be exposed.

"Of course, when have I lied to you, my Moran." Jin Te said with a smile, the dimples on the side of his face became more and more obvious, and the smile on his lips reached its maximum the moment the door was kicked open.

He looked at the man in front of him and said softly, "The underground world is handed over to you, Moran, you won't disappoint the professor, right? You deserve all the glory."

Sinful people take crime as glory, no matter how twisted their minds are, all they want is to let the world look at them.

Sitting on the throne of Professor Moriarty was something they dreamed of. Moran dared not deny what he thought in his heart. For a moment, he really yearned for that crown.

It has nothing to do with loyalty or not.

Human desires are endless.

But the man still had a "did I say something?" attitude, and Moran's surprised eyes only made his smile more beautiful.

madman.

Moran murmured silently in his heart, silently watching Inspector Lestrade put handcuffs on himself, silently listening to Jim Moriarty's unique sweet voice, and then silently watching Anderson's annoyed explanation. Opened his handcuffs.

When the group of people and the detective took Gent away, Moran couldn't help moving his right hand, slowly clenched his fist, and pressed it against his left heart.

— to offer my eternal loyalty, my professor.

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"You seem to be very happy?" After holding back, Watson approached Gent and asked.

The curly-haired boy shook his head, as if he wasn't the one who was abused just now. If the blood on his mouth hadn't been wiped off, Watson really thought that what happened just now was his imagination.

"Of course, Baby John." He winked at the doctor, "Solving a big problem that I've been thinking about for a long time, and seeing Sherlock's anxious look, it's worth it, isn't it?"

"Uh, that's true." John nodded obediently. Sherlock's appearance was indeed unusual.

In view of Gent's particularity—in Lestrade's eyes, he will not be taken to the police station to make a statement. Lestrade can't afford to offend Gent. There are people behind him, and he is himself His immediate boss, he should turn a blind eye to something wrong.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became. Inspector Lestrade gave Gent a sad look. The latter trembled all over, and his back felt cold.

Gent also knew that what he did was not authentic, so he had to say hello to Mr. British Government in advance, but Gent also felt aggrieved, because Moran's kidnapping was really unexpected. , He is not God Jesus Christ, how could he have expected it.

—what can I do?I also want to be awesome ╮(╯_╰)╭

Sitting in the familiar black car, Gent pressed the window, and when he raised his head, he met Sherlock's face in astonishment. leg.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to him, and Gent felt a coldness on the side of his mouth.When he came back to his senses, the car had already driven away, and in a daze, he saw the figure who was still there put his finger in his mouth silently.

"Boom—" I felt like my whole face was burning.

Jin Te twitched the corners of his mouth, covered his face and sighed. He was obviously an old driver, but he was still indulging in this little charm of that man, which made people itch.

It seemed that the deal with Mycroft was right, and he didn't regret his decision at all.

It's just a pain for Moran.

"You just leave it to him with confidence?" Mycroft slammed the table with his backhand, his face was dark, and there was a trace of gnashing of teeth in his eyes.

The power that had already been acquired was actually given away by this guy again!Isn't he really the sharpie sent by the enemy? !Who doesn't want the underground forces? !Even the British government, which has been mixing black and white, needs these networks!

Let you wash white, you really wash clean...

Am I not your uncle! ?Is it really okay for you to turn your elbows outward like this?

Mycroft felt a dull pain in his back molars again. He was too familiar with this kind of pain. 80.00% of the recent toothaches were caused by Gent.

The man still had an innocent look on his face that I don't know anything, waved his hand and said indifferently, "Don't worry, Mike, I trust Moran very much, so it's right to leave it to him! He will definitely be able to take care of it. , won't bother me."

Who cares if they bother you! ?Good thing I don't know how to be filial to my brother!

The British government was extremely distressed, and he felt that his hair volume would be less.

"However, I don't think things are that simple this time." After a pause, Gent frowned, "Mo Lan shouldn't compromise so easily, he was so angry at the beginning, but he believed me in the end , This kind of feeling like acting for me is too... anticlimactic?"

Gent was a little confused. He recalled the process of his kidnapping. He got into an ordinary taxi as soon as he went out and was stunned by the people in the taxi. When he woke up, he saw Moran and Moran before and after performance.

"That's right, I should be right, it's not that simple."

Hearing this, Mycroft's expression became a little dignified.

Mycroft hesitated after listening to Gint's narration of the details, "It was Harry Hart who told me about you, otherwise I wouldn't know about it. If there is a mastermind behind the scenes, then his authority must be very high." Gao, my people are monitoring Baker Street in real time, but nothing is wrong, so if someone can hack into the monitoring system under such circumstances, it must be a high authority."

Seeing him frowning, Jin Te couldn't help but give a sigh of relief, "Thinking about the bright side, it also narrowed the scope, didn't it?"

"You think it's..."

"Not Harry." Gent shook his head, "Why would you think of him?"

Mycroft was at a loss for words, could he say that he now considered Gent as one of his own? !can hewhat a shame...

"Didi—" The phone on the table rang suddenly.

Jin Te raised his eyebrows, seeing the man pick up the phone and glance at it, he quickly raised his head and lowered it.

"... Sherlock?"

"Guess?" Mycroft was surprised. "It's quite accurate. He has improved recently."

As he said that, Mycroft turned his chair and fiddled with the computer for a long time. Not long after, a human face appeared on the screen. The other party was staring at the camera intently. The iconic curly hair and long face showed the other party's identity.

"The little trick worked, are you happy?" Mycroft asked "kindly".

The voice behind the computer was a little distorted, and Jin Te was dumbfounded as he watched the detective change his posture, "If you have time to care about my mood, it's better to quickly find out who is behind it, let alone that Mr. Submerged IQ, Mycroft. Can't you see how simple things are? Underground forces, it seems that you have hidden a lot of things from me, but it's not bad, I can always guess it, right, Gent."

The person named was at a loss. "That's right...but why are you calling me by my name?"

Sherlock: "..."

What is low EQ? !

Big Mr. Holmes pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long sigh. He felt that he should enhance his sense of existence.

"I said Sherlock, you will increase the workload of Anthea, she just repaired the firewall the day before yesterday."

"Are you really a person of the 21st century? Is it possible that you have no more talents under your command? Such a thing is too shameless to become a firewall. It is really thankful that the secrets of the British government have not been leaked."

Mycroft was a little depressed, "Don't be ignorant, it's clear that I raised your authority."

"..." Sherlock was choked suddenly, he paused, a little annoyed, "Who cares about your fake kindness?!"

Look at him like this again!Mycroft glanced up at Gent.

Jin Te looked back clearly: It's really hard for you.

Sherlock looked at the two people's eyebrows and looked at each other, and he couldn't get angry. He said loudly, "Charlemagne! Don't any of you doubt Charlemagne!? What an obvious reminder!"

When he said this, Jin Te narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts suddenly became clear, "If it's Charlemagne... I think it's quite possible."

"Isn't he busy with the general election? You were kidnapped before, and he was the first choice for the suspect." Mr. British Government frowned, "Is this person quite free?"

"No, no, no, the House that doesn't want to be president is not a good criminal." Gent shook his finger, "He has great ambitions, and I have never understood him. He doesn't trust me, and I don't trust him either."

Sherlock said slowly, "Although I don't know as much information as you - since you are obsessed with your little secrets and refuse to tell me, well, I'm not bothered." He paused, realizing that what he said just now was very sad , but he didn’t know how to save it, Mr. Detective said in despair, “You really should check him, maybe Charlemagne is just fishing in troubled waters, isn’t there another target? That Nikoff?”

Mycroft was startled, and his expression immediately became solemn.

"...It seems unreliable, but maybe it has something to do... Who knows."

Gent shrugged innocently, he must not know.

However, did he fall off the horse just now...?

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——I lost my horse again on you, but I don't want to expose you.

—… I knew you loved me.

The author has something to say: How long has it been since I opened the jj, and suddenly found that the anti-theft function was set, and I was stunned

It doesn't work...QAQ