[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

It took Moran almost no effort to learn about his experience in this world and the reason why he appeared on the cliff from Moran.But things sound a bit ridiculous. A professor who has mastered a criminal network that has spread throughout Europe and can almost be called the king of the criminal world would do such an unwise behavior just because his criminal kingdom has suffered a major blow. , came to duel with Sherlock--very well, assuming that this genius professor has no idea of ​​his enemy, and no awareness of his own weakened physical condition, he has always put If I and my loyal subordinates are clean and innocent, even if the criminal network is wiped out, they can still go in and out of the upper class without any injuries!If he values ​​money, wisdom is money, and if he has a smart mind, why not be afraid of not getting rich money?Is there something wrong with his head?

Not to mention that he had a brother of the same name, Colonel James Moriarty.Moriarty didn't know why his predecessor had forgotten this. Anyway, he easily ordered Moran to kill the colonel who lived in seclusion in Devonshire, and returned to London with his identity, living a leisurely and comfortable life. life of the upper class.

But it was easier for Moran to understand the professor's thoughts.He was born in an aristocratic family, and he was originally born in the upper class, but he gradually acquired bad habits during his military career, so that his income could not support his expenses at all.The reason why he will serve the professor is precisely because the professor is willing to spend a lot of money for him... In Moriarty's time, money was just a number on paper, and he could give up a huge amount that exceeded the queen's annual income at any time. Wealth is just to play a little game with Sherlock; but in the Victorian era, the charm of money was irresistible to geniuses.This is not an era when a single person's wisdom can leverage huge levers. Money, power, status... These are all too important for professors.

At least Moran couldn't resist these.His fortune has been shrinking for months.The habit of extravagance has not changed, but the way of income has been cut off, and Moran can't help but feel anxious.

"Professor..." Moran hesitated, "Shouldn't you announce your return? Holmes hasn't appeared yet, but the underground world is in chaos now."

"Why ask for trouble?" Moriarty casually flipped through this morning's newspaper, "Why don't you enjoy a leisurely life?"

"It's not like you, Professor," Moran said with a strong smile, "Our enemy is still in the dark. If you don't move, aren't you admitting defeat to others?"

"Oh, dear Sebastian, I'm old and it's time to retire." Moriarty shrugged and dropped the newspaper, "Are you worried about the source of life? I don't mind being the first man after Sherlock." Two consulting detectives. It seems that there are many people who need this job. Looking at the crime reports in the newspapers, a little crude tricks can make the public dizzy... How many people of noble birth have Sherlock solved problems for? Not only can I provide ideas to solve the problem, but I can also provide a way to thoroughly deal with the aftermath... Do you think if I engage in this kind of business, will our wealth be enough to eat and drink?"

"But—compared to before—"

"What are you afraid of, Moran?" Moriarty looked straight at him and said indifferently, "I used to pay wages to hundreds of people, but now I only need to support you alone. Don't you think I won't be able to support you?" Is it my number one killer?"

Moran blushed: "No, Professor, I'm not worried about this..."

Moriarty stirred the spoon: "Look to your right, Colonel, there is a check for six thousand pounds next to the vase, if that's what you're worried about."

Moran's face suddenly lost all color.He stood up in a panic, and the chair touched the table leg, making a "boom".Moriarty didn't look at him, and Moran grabbed the table, as if he couldn't calm down for a long time.It wasn't until Moriarty finished drinking the coffee that he said hoarsely: "This is indeed a good way to dispel all doubts."

"Colonel, of course I trust you. Without you, I might have died of high fever at the Reichenbach Falls." Moriarty said softly, "But I think this will make our relationship safer. Point, isn't it? It just so happens that some people like to visit me lately when you're at the card club, and ask me questions I have to answer. I think I've got a few small deposits, and I've got some time to relax. You may wish to consider my suggestion, I am more inclined to let you continue to be my spokesperson. Next, I am going to the opera house to relax."

He rang the bell, and the maid soon appeared and began to clear the table.By the time Moriarty changed his clothes and was about to go out, Moran was already sitting in the driver's seat and waiting for him.

Moran's statement satisfied Moriarty.He has no idea of ​​wasting talents, and he is seriously considering switching to a consulting detective.Consulting detectives + consulting criminals, what could be a more genius idea than this?As long as the employer can afford to pay, he will let the matter be settled in any way he wants.

Since Sherlock decided to hide, let him hide. Anyway, the person who tried his best to return to the real world is not Moriarty.

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Mr. Lestrade, Inspector of Scotland Yard, returned home in a rage.The maid did not seem to be there, and the house was not lit. He kicked off his shoes, went into the study, fumbled for a match, and aimed it at his pipe.

However, before he could enjoy it, he took the pipe out of his hand with one hand, and then a smoke ring sprayed over: "Oh, yes, I thought you wouldn't prepare fine tobacco in the drawer Yes, Lestrade."

Lestrade turned around dumbfounded. Immediately after the room was brightly lit, he saw a man in a hat and dressed as a reporter sitting on a chair behind him. Swallow and puff.He could not help shouting: "Who are you, sir!? I must warn you that you are breaking into the house of Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard—"

"Come on, Greg, can't you recognize me?" The man sitting in front of him reached out to take off his hat, and tore off his glasses, fake beard, and scar on the bridge of his nose, "Well, maybe my disguise is to make Well done, at least Moriarty didn't recognize me."

"Holmes!" cried Lestrade, and then, realizing something, he exclaimed in a still louder voice of surprise, "Moriarty!"

"Thank you, thank you very much, you will wake up the neighbors." Sherlock took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly.

Lestrade's face turned red and then pale, and he couldn't help but turned around and poured himself a glass of wine.He stared at Sherlock as he drank, as if trying to discern whether he was a ghost or a human.After finishing a glass of brandy, he poured himself another, and asked in a difficult tone: "Dr. Watson sent a telegram to tell me that you are dead—we have the evidence that Moriarty's henchmen have been arrested." The police cut it off — so, what the hell is going on here?"

"I'm just too lazy to light my own. You know the old-fashioned pipes are a pain in the ass. By the way, your own pipe is sitting on the living room fireplace..."

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Lestrade roared again. "So what's going on!? Are you and Moriarty alive or dead?"

Sherlock said impatiently: "Keep your voice down, Lestrade, can you work the detective's head and think about it, if Moriarty is dead, and his henchmen are also caught by us, why should I hide my name?" ? If you keep yelling like this, the secret won't be a secret anymore."

Lestrade had to let himself take a deep breath, and then drank another glass of brandy: "...What are you looking for me for?"

"I need your help, Lestrade, I may need to live with you temporarily." Sherlock said, his face gradually shrouded in a cloud of smoke, "There is another letter... Tomorrow morning, can I trouble you to help me personally?" Shall I deliver it to Mr. Moriarty in Pipeline Street?"

The author has something to say: Mo: I have a question, Sebastian, do you really not recognize the difference between me and Professor Moriarty?

Moran: Shameless?

Mo: [smiling] ... you'd better die.

Thank you Wu Chu for the landmines you can’t eat~=333=The mood when I wake up early in the morning and see the landmines is beautiful and very hot!Please accept my brandy-flavored kiss~mua~!

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