I became DIO's vicious stepmother

Mrs. Sterling needed to confirm the guests, prepare wine and food, and even asked the sailors to reserve colonial pineapples for everyone to taste, so her banquet was scheduled for a week later.

Before going to her banquet, I quickly started a new pit - this time the theme is: prison visits.

The inspiration still comes from Dior. It tells the story of an aristocratic lady who designed various crimes and sent him to prison after discovering that her husband was cheating.

The husband was transported blindfolded, but in this weird black tower-like prison, he never saw other inmates, only the same guard stared at him every day, restricting his various actions.

He was not allowed to leave his cell, not even to go for a walk, his lover seemed to disappear, but his wife came to see him every day.

He gradually developed feelings of guilt towards his wife, and his youthful love seemed to be revived again.The nobleman planned to start over with his wife after he was released from prison, and make a good reform, but at this time, he suddenly discovered a shocking secret.

It turned out that he did not go to prison. The police who arrested him, the judge who tried him, and the prison guards were all actors hired by his wife.He did not commit a crime at all, but was locked up by his wife!Locked up in a place where no one can find him...

The story this time is a bit suspenseful and dark, and it is not the style I wrote before. I am not sure how it will sell.But before I went to visit Dior, I gave the beginning of this attempt to the editor-in-chief of House.

"Hmm... You're a bit of a celebrity this time. I have to say, Jenny, you've made great progress."

After reading the beginning, House was very calm, and he didn't show the expression of an old man looking at his mobile phone like he did when he read my first and second stories, which made my heart skip a beat.

Although he gave a good evaluation, but I always feel that I am going to be cold...

"Is it not enough explosive points?" I couldn't help asking.

"No, I think it's very special, but the reader level of this story is obviously those high-level women with status and status. They will feel very happy, but ordinary people will not resonate, so I think it may be popular or not. "

It turned out to be this. I thought he would say that it was not allowed to describe such novels because of policy restrictions.

"You don't have to worry about this. No matter what level of readers you are, you can be the heroine. You don't have to be in a high position to understand this story."

I thought to myself that the protagonist is the queen mother, and the readers of the princess stories have not all been queen mothers and princesses!Who doesn't want the heroine to be beautiful and rich, how could she not be able to be substituted.The purpose of reading novels is to find sustenance in the spiritual world. It is the most enjoyable to have a little cheating on the basis of reality. Why is he, the editor-in-chief of a publishing house, not as thorough as I understand?

"Then try serializing one issue. But have you adjusted your mood? Jenny, your manuscript is published much faster than I expected. I thought you would be depressed for two or three months."

"Oh, no, I haven't recovered yet, just to divert my attention, let me write the beginning for you to see."

I also plan to rest for a month or two. After all, handwriting is a bit tiring, so I quickly denied, "The next update may take a month to give you."

"Okay..." House looked at me resentfully.

After leaving the publishing house, I took the Latin textbooks I bought in the bookstore and continued to visit the prison.

It's not that I don't want to buy Japanese teaching materials, it's that I can't buy them at all!Thinking about it carefully, this time point is very close to the Meiji Restoration, Japan has just started to develop, and no British people want to learn Japanese, and there is nothing related to Japan in bookstores.

... Forget it, he'd better keep learning Latin, as long as he doesn't choose not to be human, there will never be a time when he needs to use Japanese to play against Jojo's Japanese mixed descendants.

After handing over the Latin book to the guards, I began my visiting hours with Dior.

This time he suddenly looked a little different.

When he saw me, he no longer acted like I owed him money, but was very polite and greeted me proactively.

"There you are, Jenny."

...It always feels a little weird there, after all, in my impression, except when he needs to pretend, he has never acted so friendly in front of me...

"Well, I brought you a Latin teaching book this time."

I nodded, trying my best to ignore the strange sense of disobedience, took off my coat and sat down opposite the barred window, and after briefly describing what happened this week to him, I began to ask him about his situation.

"How about calculus? Can you understand it?"

Self-study is definitely incomprehensible. I failed advanced mathematics three times before passing.And I haven't done math problems in the past two years, I hope he won't ask me how to solve them, otherwise I won't be able to pretend...

"It was really not easy to understand at first."

Dio stared at me and replied without any emotional ups and downs, "But after I asked the guards for help, they brought in an imprisoned university professor to teach me."

"..."

Suddenly I felt a chill behind my back, and couldn't help but think of a terrible thing.

A university professor who is imprisoned... what the hell... it should be... not...?

The more I thought about it, the more nervous I felt, and I couldn't maintain my expression. A smirk appeared in front of me, and I tentatively asked Dio, "That's great, who is your teacher now? How is he teaching?"

"Oh, just brilliant."

Dio bent his lips, and suddenly smiled viciously, "Not only calculus, he also taught me some other interesting things, which were very useful... By the way, speaking of it, he said he knew you. Before he went to prison, he wrote to you, intending to apply for my math tutor, but I don’t know if the letter was lost or for some reason, you have never replied.”

"........."

Grass! !

It really is James Moriarty!

What kind of coincidence is it that after the two bosses who endangered society were both arrested, they could still meet in prison!What kind of probability is this, is it the mutual attraction between perverts?

How do you feel that I reported Moriarty to Holmes, but increased the possibility of the two getting acquainted?

Why am I so unlucky?Every time I want to do something good, things seem to be moving in a good direction, but it ends up like this...

Now it's all right, it has completely become a closed education behind bars. In addition to mathematics, Moriarty will definitely teach him how to step on the line and commit crimes!

No wonder I think Dior is weird today, it turns out that he has learned to control his emotions...

Shocked, I tried my best to persuade him for nearly two years, but he didn't listen to me much, but I've learned his tricks in less than two weeks since I met Moriarty... This is the villain with high IQ attractive?

If Dior learns Moriarty's tricks, his danger index will rise sharply, and he will embark on another criminal path.

The tone of Dio's answer to me also seemed to be testing me, maybe Moriarty taught him.Moriarty is also a man with deep thoughts, so he must want to know whether I did not receive the letter or did not reply to him on purpose. At the same time, he also took the opportunity to provoke the relationship between Dio and me, making him doubt and dislike me in his heart. Trust is killing two birds with one stone.

He must think that Dior is a good seed, and a preaching supervisor is the biggest obstacle hindering his development.Dio spends more time with Moriarty in prison, and his impression of me will gradually fade away. If this continues, I will be regarded as a hindrance by them before long. Get killed...

No, this must be prevented from happening!

I want to challenge them too!

My mind was spinning fast, and under Dio's scrutinizing eyes, I pretended to be ignorant and acted out, "Oh my God, I don't know about this at all! I check my mailbox every day, but I haven't received it. Any self-recommendation letter, must be the hateful post office, they often lose the letter! Fortunately, I have been relying on the relationship to help you find a math teacher, but what happened to this professor? What did he do to get arrested? I I remember that it was not long ago that I helped you find a teacher..."

I pretended to be worried and scared, and I didn’t know what Dio was thinking. He snorted lightly and showed a dangerous smile,” said Professor James Moriarty, because of the special gravitational force between us Just let him come here, he is destined to become my teacher... Do you believe in gravity, Jenny?"

"........."

Damn, it feels like the car is going to roll over.

When I had this idea in my mind, the spirit of not admitting defeat brought me a new attention.In order to prevent Dio from colluding with him, I will do anything. At this time, the only chance is to let Dio take the initiative to stay away from the other party. So what should I do?

8 Excuse me, Moriarty, who told you to harm me, now I'm going to throw shit on you...

"My God, who are you talking about? Professor Moriarty?!"

After thinking for a moment, I played the most exquisite acting skills in my life, pretended to be panicked, and screamed exaggeratedly on purpose.

"...What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Dio's expression froze slightly, shocked by my sudden gaffe.

"I know that professor! People have been talking about it since he was arrested. I hear he likes little boys! He's a pervert!"

I shook my head again and again, showing a distressed expression, "I heard that he raped 49 boys in a row! That's why he was arrested! No wonder he is interested in Dior you! Dior, you are so beautiful! You must be careful! He He approached you with a purpose! You may be his first target!"

"........."

Sure enough, Dio was shocked under my passionate roaring style of painting. He stared at me for a long time with a hellish expression, and then he became very silent.

"..."

Dio didn't speak, he seemed completely lost in his own world.His face on the other side of the barred window was particularly ugly. Suddenly, Dio clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled slightly.

……very good!Looks great!

After all, he is a straight man who grew up to be a super-carnivorous Dior, and he absolutely cannot tolerate others thinking about his butt!

Looking at the silent Dior, I secretly gave myself a thumbs up, hiding my achievements and fame.

Professor Moriarty's reputation has been victimized again.

When the visits are over I will continue to report to Sherlock Holmes and suggest to George that the man be transferred to another prison.