[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Moriarty grew fond of Mrs Cormack.In terms of appearance, she didn't fit Moriarty's taste, but she was indeed suitable to be a competent enough subordinate.If this is the real world, or if Moriarty intends to live in Sherlock's dream, he will not let such a talented person go.

Mrs. Cormack was well organized, both in planning and arrangement.Her control over the family has reached the limit of a hostess, and there have been many strange faces in the family overnight, and Mr. Cormac has not noticed it.

This was also kept from Mrs. Cormack's children, whose only knowledge was that their mother had found them a mathematics teacher from London.Moriarty lived comfortably in a large sunny room of the villa, which was the highest point of the house, which was good for him to observe the terrain.

Mrs Cormack's daughter Sophie was especially fond of the dashing, pale teacher.Although Mrs. Cormack forbade them to disturb Moriarty, she always liked to sneak into his room and ask him to teach her to play the piano and draw, although these were the jobs of her other governess.Soon, Moriarty's image in their minds became omnipotent.They love to tell him what they have experienced, always with great interest and endless topics.

Moriarty loved hearing them talk, too, especially after learning that they once had a dog named Redbeard.He is simply too clear that this is Sherlock's dream world, no matter how realistic it is, it also has a certain prototype.Ordinary people are fine, but Mrs. Cormac is a very important role.So how could her offspring not be more closely structured? ...and who is the child Sherlock knows best?It was himself, no doubt, and his brother Mycroft!

The Mind Palace would not reveal Sherlock's deepest hidden story to Moriarty, but now, due to the activity of the dream, Sherlock unconsciously revealed his childhood to Moriarty.The story of Daniel Sophie's brother and sister obviously originated from Sherlock himself.How innocent and cute they are, Moriarty laughed so hard.Lovely Sherlock, clever Sherlock, chattering and complaining Sherlock—the hero Sherlock of the grotesque gentleman of genius?Oh, really, he should really appreciate Watson's pen.

The entertainment continued until Sherlock arrived.The women agreed that dealing with a hard-hearted guy like Mr. Cormack took a little more work, so on Monday they sent Mr. Cormack a letter with five orange pips in it, using this American Mafia threat. The way to frighten him - Mrs. Cormack predicted it right, there were too many dark secrets hidden in his heart, and he was frightened like a quail after seeing this letter.They gave him time to slow down, and then two days later on Wednesday, they put a girl in that outfit, deliberately made light to attract attention, and Mrs Cormack pretended to be awakened, called her husband, and was gradually reassured Mr. Cormac fell into a deeper panic... Mr. Cormac thought he knew mind control very well, but he didn't know that his wife was better at it.Coupled with some language hints and inducements, Mr. Cormack finally fell into the fear brought by the ghost bride.

There is a simple labyrinth of green walls in the manor, which usually looks pleasing to the eye, but now it has become the best place for them to commit crimes.Molly provided some debilitating drugs, which Lady Cormack added to her husband's tea.Since then, Mr. Cormac has lost sleep every night and lives in fear of the past every day.He even developed a good habit of getting up every morning and looking out of the window... and every day he would find a flash of white figure outside the window.After a few days, he couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed out to look for the ghost... He didn't have the courage, and his wife secretly put away the guns and even the visible sharp weapons at home. He was so frightened that he fainted at the threat of the bride.

Mrs. Cormack thus found just cause for help, and went to London.She still didn't understand why Moriarty said these tricks couldn't be fooled by Mycroft, but they were a good idea - until Mycroft recommended her to his brother.

When she visited Sherlock, Moriarty was idly having fun with Mr. Cormac.It was funny to say that he had been employed by Mr. Cormac's wife for a week, and Mr. Cormac had no idea that he had a governess at home.When he saw a strange and handsome man sitting on an armchair with his daughter in his arms, he immediately burst into intense anger: "Who are you!!?"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Cormac." Moriarty stood up hurriedly, pretending to be guilty of being found out that he had done something bad, and put Sophie on the ground, "I——I am the newly hired tutor, responsible for Teach the boys some mathematics—my name is Richard Brooke, sir."

"It was my wife who hired you!?" Mr. Cormac said, his fears and fears for many days turned into anger, and vented out along this opening, "I told her a long time ago that she should choose the character of teachers carefully. ! How dare you hug my daughter - Sophie! Why are you still standing beside him!"

"Dad!" Sophie pouted and hugged Moriarty's arm with displeasure, "Richard—Mr. Brooke is a good man! He knows a lot of things, Daniel and I both like him!"

Moriarty showed a mixture of pride and fear appropriately, which made Mr. Cormac even more inexplicably angry.He picked up a fire hook next to him, and hit Moriarty on the head and face: "Let go of my daughter!"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Moriarty's face.His figure flashed in the air, and suddenly turned into a bride in white gauze.This sudden vision made Mr. Cormac stagger in fright, and the fire hook in his hand fell to the ground immediately: "No..."

However, for a moment, Moriarty's figure suddenly returned to normal, looking at him with his daughter in shock.Sophie kept looking at her father, not noticing what happened in that short second just now.Seeing her father's pale face, she thought she was mad at him, and ran to him timidly: "Dad..."

Mr. Cormack glanced at her blankly, then looked at Moriarty, desperately looking for the source of the vision in him.Moriarty just stood there with a puzzled look on his face: "...Mr. Cormac?"

"Go to your brother, Sophie!" said Mr. Cormac sternly, approaching Moriarty after his daughter reluctantly left. "How did my wife hire you?"

Moriarty was very confused: "I came here after seeing the advertisement in the newspaper, sir... I hope you don't dismiss me, I have extraordinary attainments in mathematics, and even have a university professorship! Your son is here Very gifted in mathematics, I assure you that with sufficient training he will surpass me in his youth... No, I beg you, sir, I have nowhere else to go but here..."

After all, he cared more about his son than his daughter, and Mr. Cormac finally softened his face when he heard his praise for his eldest son.He urgently needs to find something to divert his attention, or even forget what just happened this morning.He sat down in an armchair and asked solemnly: "You are a professor of mathematics at the university? So you believe in science?"

Moriarty seemed relieved, and replied cautiously: "Yes, sir."

"So, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

Mr. Cormack uttered the question out of nowhere, his heart beating violently.How he wished that everything before was caused by this guy who suddenly appeared!However, reason told him that the possibility was almost zero. Although he was very scared at the time, he still couldn't clearly see the difference between men and women.

Moriarty showed a rather clever smile: "Ghosts? Sir, I think all the incredible things in this world can be explained. There is a proverb in the Far East that goes, 'If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. ', I think all haunted events are just some little tricks of psychology. When people are afraid, they always have some fantastic ideas."

Mr. Cormack grasped at the straw like a man overboard, and pressed on: "Really? But I—I have a friend who told me that something strange happened to him recently. A dead man who couldn't possibly appear came back for him." He took his life..."

Moriarty curled his lips: "Oh, sir, I suggest that your friend think about whether he has offended someone recently. Ghosts don't give out warnings. If it is really a ghost, why did he die? Didn't show up? That's obviously unreasonable. Come to think of it, sir, I'd rather think he's been induced in some way. Maybe his family or pastor was superstitious about it and said something when he asked for help. The words that induced him... sir? sir?"

Mr. Cormac's eyes were straightened, he was lost in thought, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Induction, oh, yes, induction. Please continue, uh..."

"Brook, sir." Moriarty bowed and said humbly, "I think all the haunting incidents are man-made... If he did do something wrong and felt guilty about it, it would be easy for some Induced by words. Maybe he also had hysteria? Or had some nightmares? With all due respect, some nightmares are easily intertwined with reality."

"Nightmare! Yes, it's a nightmare." Mr. Cormack said suddenly and firmly. "My friend, he has had nightmares since a few months ago. Maybe he really confused dreams with reality. Thank you." Thank you, Mr. Brooke. Now please continue to teach my son, but I still want to warn you not to approach Sophie."

Moriarty bowed to him rather excitedly, turned and walked away.When he passed the window of the living room, he saw a carriage parked in the courtyard outside, and a familiar figure jumped down from it.

"Sherlock..." Moriarty murmured, with a smile on his face, "Let's play this game well... You will see me soon."

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