[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Moriarty, a man in control of his thoughts and memories, rarely dreamed.After entering this world which is itself composed of dreams, dreams rarely appear, and even dreams are mostly a kind of memory replay... But when he opened his eyes this morning, Moriarty always felt that he had a dream last night. Seeing a familiar figure, even the bedroom seemed to linger in the smell of burning tobacco.

He raised his hand and pressed his sore forehead, frowned, and looked at the end of the bed.At the foot of the bed was a brightly-stained Turkish rug, but now there were a few shallow square marks in it.

Moriarty sneered and began to get up and get dressed.After washing up, he went to the dining room, where the maid served breakfast and brought a tray of visiting letters.Moriarty picked out a few at random, and as expected, they were all from people who had been in contact with the professor.

While he was rummaging through the envelope, the maid dawdled and did not leave.Finding that Moriarty quickly lost interest in these letters, when she began to eat, her face was obviously a little more disappointed.When Moriarty rang the bell again to let her in to clear the dining table, the young girl looked at the tray that had not moved before she left, and couldn't help but boldly asked: "Are these letters also packed together, sir?"

Moriarty unfolded the newspaper and said without raising his head, "If this is one of the duties entrusted to you by the steward."

The maid couldn't help muttering: "I thought you didn't need them like leftovers, sir."

"Compared to your status, you have become quite bold, Katie." Moriarty smiled and turned over the dull political news, "I came to visit you yesterday Did that man give you courage? What did he say to you? That he was a reporter used to expose dark insides, and that I was just a penniless liar?"

Katie's eyes widened, her face was full of surprise and panic.She hurriedly bowed, and said anxiously: "Yes, that's how it is... But how did you know, sir? Could it be that you heard our conversation? No, I didn't intend to hide this, it's just... "

"It's just that you don't want to part with the few gold coins in your pocket, let alone this easy job." Moriarty said softly, and glanced at the maid, "Don't worry, no one heard your conversation, and no one saw you That man who was over six feet tall put him in my bedroom, and nobody knew you accepted his bribe to draw my attention to a visiting letter... eh? You don't look very well, Miss Kitty?"

Katie leaned on the table with a pale face: "That greasy-faced man! I should have known that he was not a good person... He told you everything, right? But he told me that he would never take me from me. The help I got leaked! Even if you fire me now, I have no complaints, I should have known that red-haired men are not good people..."

"Okay, Katie, tell me how you met?"

"Oh, I don't know what he said to you, but I can swear to God, everything that comes out of my mouth is true." Katie said, "Yesterday afternoon, after you and Mr. Moran went out , Mrs. Kindy told me to throw out a bag of rubbish, and I met Brooke at the back door. He nearly knocked me over..."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows: "Richard Brooke?"

Katie yelled angrily: "Oh, he even told you his name! He told me clearly... In short, this scoundrel apologized and praised me at the same time. He not only helped me throw away the garbage, but also praised me I was overjoyed, I thought he really appreciated the red mole in my eyebrow! He was tall and thin, with red hair, wearing a hat and glasses, and still holding a camera, told me that he was a reporter, exactly Came here for your news sir... I asked him, 'What's the news about Mr. Moriarty?' He said, 'Don't you know? He's the brother of the late Professor Moriarty. Came all the way from Devonshire to defend his brother in court, because there is some evidence against the professor as a heinous sinner.’ I said, ‘Well, this is really dreadful, but as luck would have it, the master has go out……'"

"You seem to be omitting something, Katie," Moriarty interrupted. "Didn't my identity leak from you?"

Katie blushed a little, and said in shame: "I...I swear I didn't do it on purpose, sir, but after hearing what he said, I was so surprised that I couldn't help but yelled, 'Oh, didn't it? Are they brothers professors?' I swear I was just surprised...then he asked me if I could visit you and I said, you're out of the house...he took out half a pound and said hello I swore to me that I just wanted to see your study, and I said no, I would be fired if I was found out. Then he asked me a lot of questions about the master's daily life. After I answered, he handed me the gold coin , said, 'What a pity, Katie, you would have gotten two gold half-pounds if you'd let me take some pictures in his dining room, because the public is still very interested in the lives of such people. 'So I made an agreement with him to let him in after twelve o'clock at night. But in a blink of an eye, he disappeared...I'm sorry, sir, I didn't dare to look for it, and I didn't know he went to you... ..."

—so Sherlock Holmes just slipped into his bedroom with dignity, sat on a chair at the foot of the bed, and smoked all night?

Moriarty looked at Katie with a half-smile.The maid lowered her head, and her voice was so low that it was almost whispering: "...he suddenly appeared in front of me this morning, asked me to take him out, and then gave me half a pound to help him write this visiting letter. Here you go... Look, here it is, 'G. Lestrade'..."

Moriarty picked up the paper knife and said indifferently, "You can go to Mrs. Kindy, Miss Kitty."

The maid left with red eyes.Moriarty opened the visiting letter.There is only one sentence on the letter paper folded in three:

"Missme?"

Moriarty threw the letter into the fireplace blankly.

Another maid came in: "Inspector Lestrade from Scotland Yard is calling, sir."

With a sneer on his face, Moriarty unfolded the newspaper again: "Please come in."

Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard strode in under the guidance of the maid.Like Moran, he looked at least ten years older, with a mustache.

"I hope my visit doesn't make you feel presumptuous, Mr. Moriarty." Lestrade said straight to the point with a slightly uneasy face, "Someone reported to me that Colonel Moriarty, who lives on Pipeline Street, was He is said to have been impersonated by his dead brother himself, and I think you realize how serious the accusation is, sir?"

"Then I also want to file an accusation with you, Inspector. A man named Richard Brooke sneaked into my room last night and stayed in my bedroom for seven hours. I have reason to suspect that he is a rumor. Sherlock Holmes, who has died in the movie, you should also know how serious this accusation is, Inspector?" Moriarty said casually.

Lestrade's face became even more ugly.He was supposed to stand up and take out the handcuffs to arrest Moriarty, but he buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply: "...Mr. Moriarty, someone asked me to send you a letter .But before he hands you this letter, he would like you to read today's Daily Mail."

Moriarty raised the newspaper in his hand: "Is this the one you're talking about?"

"Yes, please turn to the social news column and read the news in the lower right corner."

Moriarty flipped through the newspaper, his brows gradually raised.

This brief news is about a homicide that happened just yesterday.When a middle-aged man went out for a walk in the morning, he found a skeleton hanging high on a tree in a forest near his home.The skeleton was obviously still quite fresh, with beautiful red hair growing out of its pale head.Some fragmentary personal items were also found near the crime scene. After identification, the deceased should be Eleanor Broad, 18, who lived a few streets away. Son Geoffrey Solo lives together.Neighbors testified that Jeffrey and Eleanor had quarreled before the incident.The police suspect that it was Geoffrey who killed Eleanor in such a horrific way.

"It looks interesting... You don't suspect I did it, do you, Inspector?"

Lestrade said in a low voice: "Of course not. Originally we planned to arrest Jeffrey and put him in prison, but he suddenly presented a piece of evidence that he stayed in the tavern after he quarreled with Miss Broad, There are at least dozens of people who can testify for him... According to the forensic medical examination, Miss Broad was killed while he was out drinking, so now we have expanded the range of suspects and added more A few suspects... here is the letter that Holmes asked me to deliver to you."

Resisting the urge to get angry, Moriarty opened the letter that was burnt with delicate wax and smelled like roses.

—There was only one sentence in the letter.

"Come to play a game?"

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